[[This is just a stupid idea I was muddling around with after playing some DA:I. I was hoping I could get some feedback about whether or not people would be interested in a story like this. I know I have other fics to work on (though I'm really sad that pairing isn't Canon anymore.) So please review and rate. This is a very rough draft of it, and it'll probably get better (probably) once I get the first chapter out. I'm using this to try and get my self writing again. :3

Also, I'm looking for new RP partners and so if people are interested in that kind of thing PM me or stuff 3]]

::Prologue::

She walked into her small apartment, shedding her coat onto the floor, and stepping on her boots that cost far to much in an effort to get them off. It was Christmas eve, or she thought it was, but the timer from the clock indicated that it was already Christmas. Flipping on the kitchen light she noticed that a couple of bulbs where burnt out, but there was enough illumination that could guide her towards the fridge.

She was exhausted, her short hair sticking in every which direction from a rough day at work. It seemed that everyone needed to get that one last oil change in, or that one last tune up before the shop would close for the holidays. That meant, being the junior mechanic and such, that she was left cleaning up that small Manhattan auto shop late into the night, while the others went home to be with their families.

Grabbing a jug of milk and some prewrapped cookies sent from home, the mechanic lazily made it towards the only piece of furniture she had in her apartment. Her bed. In fact, the bed was so new she didn't even have the time to put sheets on it, which was actually kind of gross, but her exhaustion pushed past the thought.

How many years had it been since she went home for the holidays…in fact…how long had it been since she received a Christmas gift. Flipping on the bedroom light she sat down in an exhausted haste only to hear a slight crunch underneath her. Putting her things down The Mechanic sat up, looking at a small square wrapped in pretty blue wrapping paper.

"Where the hell did this come from?"

Placing the cookies and milk to the side, she inspected each and every side of the package. Suspicious but curious, she undid the wrapping to see that it was nothing more than a simple video game, Dragon Age Inquisition, the one the guys in her shop had been ranting and raving about for weeks. She had played the first two, but she thought due to budget concerns she wouldn't be able to afford the third one.

"Maybe one of the guys got it for me…" She said with a small smile, and went over towards the PS4 and small T.V. that was propped up on some cardboard boxes. Surrounding the site was a couple of empty beer cans, some wrappers from microwave burgers and other oddities. Everytime she looked at it, she was reminded that she should clean up, but she was always too tired from work to do anything about it.

Placing the disc in the system and starting the T.V. she sat on the edge of her bed and forgot completely about the cookies and milk at her side. It didn't take long for it to start up, and soon she was greeted with the vision of templars and mages marching towards a temple a little ways in the distance. She grinned, if the load screen had her this excited, she couldn't wait to see what the rest of the game was like.

She clicked the start button and instead of the normal options that would appear there was only one thing floating.

'Begin'.

No options menu, no way to connect to the online multiplayer, nothing but that one singular word. The Mechanic shrugged it off though as a new way to start the game and without hesitation clicked it. The temple in the distance of the screen exploded, knocking over the templar's and mages and with it, the mechanic.

Sitting up, she no longer felt the soft cushion of her bed underneath her. Instead, it was hard ground and small rocks jabbing at her back. Her hoodie was slightly torn, and her knees where stinging as they scrapped against her skinny jeans. She had no shoes on, just socks, so as she forced herself to stand, the same little rocks where digging into her feet.

"Where…" She muttered her head ringing as she looked around at her surroundings. It wasn't her apartment anymore; in fact, the world she was in didn't even look real. The sky was beneath her and the ground was above. The world looked like it was in a haze of greens, and blues, so many lights and shadows. "Am…I?"

She took a couple of steps forward; when in front of her, giant spiders like from a bad dream appeared, racing towards her. She stood, paralyzed in fear for a few seconds. She tried to convince herself that she was asleep in her bed, but the pain in her back and feet were all to real. So the Mechanic did the only thing she could.

She ran.