I do not own nor do I gain any profits from Dragon Age or this fan-fiction. I do notown the characters, I just use them to make stories.
In the year 3126, Hawke is an Assassin for hire in the futuristic world of Ferelden. After quitting her line of work, she returns home to Kirkwall, were her family now live after the destruction of there home planet, Lothering. Now, being in the wrong place and the wrong time, Hawke must help the people of Kirkwall while also trying to prevent a certain elf trying to find his way into her heart.
Fem!Hawke/Fenris. AU.
Derezzed
The Cyber Pit
Lights flashed around her as she stood in a semi-dark corner of the bar. The Cyber Pit was possibly the seediest bar in Nox-Luminum, but it was the only place to get a decent drink. She clutched a tall glass in her hand, swirling the neon pink liquid before downing it in one.
Her blue eyes glowed slightly as she spotted her target entering the bar, a woman on each arm. Looking down at her Personal Cybernetic Computer – or P.C.C for short – she touched the holo-fied technology, browsing through her email achieves until she saw what she was looking for. With a gloved finger, she gently pressed the holo-button that said 'READ'.
"Viktor Copestone, aged 32.
Blonde hair with red eyes – cybernetic implants, item code CE-R122.
Wanted for 2 counts blackmail,
2 counts extortion,
1 count kidnap,
2 counts fraud,
3 counts murder.
This piece of shit has the cops eating out the palm of his hand. He's bribed nearly everyone higher up so good people can't touch him, and if they do, they're looking at a one-way trip to a bullet in the head. I want him dead. I want his corpse completed drained of blood, but I want it to look like an accident, and I don't want it to lead back to me...or you.
Make it happen, and the credits are yours"
Onyx closed the email, before turning over to see if her target was still with the women he brought in. Noting that the woman were left while the man walked towards the men's bathroom, she snuck away from her corner, placing her empty glass on the counter before walking towards the bathroom herself.
She looked around as her hand touched the door to the woman's bathroom before she turned and headed into the man's. She shut the door behind her, and walked out. She saw Viktor in front of the sink, washing his hands. He was too busy cleaning them to notice her stepping up behind him. Looking up, he spotted her in the grubby and grease-streaked mirror.
"Hey there, beautiful. How can-"
Before he could finish, she grabbed his blonde locks and smashed his face into the mirror, fragments flying everywhere. He clutched his face as she cupped her hand under the faucet and turned the tap on, once enough water filled her palmed, she threw in on the floor. She did this a few times until the man staggered to his feet, sending a punch her way.
She ducked under the punch, twisting her body and slammed her elbow into the man's back, making his once again fall to the floor. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him, then stood him up and put and arm around his neck, so he was facing the mirror. She leaned close and whispered in his ears.
"May the Maker guide you, and may the His holy bride Andraste bathe you in flames"
And with that she pushed him. He slipped on the water and was unable to get his footing, his head slamming into the sink, splitting it open and blood pooled around him.
She walked out of the bathroom, activating her P.C.C, and clicking the contact before sending him a message.
"TARGET DESTROYED"