A/N: Hello readers. I received Dragon Age Inquisition for Christmas and I absolutely adore it. I love the story, the characters, the lore, Everything is just so well done. So as I was playing through(Still haven't beaten it yet, but so close) a thought ran through my head, how would someone from Earth deal with being in Thedas. So this story happened. I will follow the main story, but with my own twists. Rating may be subject to change if things get too...mature. Anyway, I hope you Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Everyday life

"Damn it I'm going to be late, again" I exclaim loudly to nobody as I hastily put my pants on. This is the third time this week. I run to my bedroom mirror to fix my hair and check for any blemishes. I reach the mirror and am glad to find no such things on my body. I run my hand through my short black hair and take quick stock. Skin still tan, that's good seeing as I was born that way, almost black eyes, check, facial hair… sadly still nothing. Facial features akin to Mexican Jonah Hill, double check. Well, time get some higher learning. I grab my favorite jacket, black and made of fleece; grab my favorite hat, which looks like an old paperboy's hat, open the door and bolt out- forgot to lock the door. I have to hurry or I'll miss the bus. I get to the bus stop and see the regulars, men in suits and a woman carrying some sort of box with a bakery's name on the lid. Less than 20 seconds pass when the public bus arrives and opens its door. After a quick greeting to the driver I take a seat in the middle of the bus. Window seat, that's awesome. I get comfortable and look out the window as the bus goes along its route. I see old buildings hanging on to life as they try to keep the years off and new ones bringing more and more newcomers curious of the new attractions they hold. Soon the bus reaches my stop and I start jogging my way to my university. It's not weird that I walk to school, at least that's what I say. 'Course people are like 'Why doesn't a senior have a car' or, 'How could the Military not change your forgetful nature', or 'how do you stay so handsome'… maybe not the last one. To answer the questions, I never got my license, and having a car in the city is a pain, and while I did , in fact, enlist in the navy for four years, they can't fix what ain't broke. Though yes, it was quite...horrible when I forgot inspection days. Before I can ponder on my past much longer, I get a call on my phone, I look and see that it's the student body president, oh joy. I answer.

"Hello" I say timidly, brace for impact.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU" she shouts so loud that I have to take the phone away from my ear. Call that a crash landing.

"Good morning to you too Abby" I say

"First, it's Abigail NOT Abby" She corrects.

"I'm still going to call you that"

"Second, where are you, the assembly starts in 30 minutes and you're nowhere to be seen" she questions

"What assembly" I ask

Silence.

Uncomfortable silence.

"Please tell me you're kidding"

"Relax, I am kidding" I reassure, "Or am I"

The growling is probably a good sign, right?

"I'm on my way right now" I say

"How. Close" she asks as if barely controlling her anger

I juke right to avoid knocking into a person "I estimate around 20 minutes"

"Jesus man, hurry"

"What's the rush, miss me too much" I say smugly

"As if, but how can you forget that the GODDAMN PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES is coming to address the senior and junior classes."

"I hardly see why this is a me problem"

"All the clubs are going to do presentations for him"

"…and"

"Excuse me Mr. Kendo club president"

"That's a thing" I ask more trying to get a rise out of her than anything

"OF COURSE IT'S A THING" she yells

"Calm down, you're going to pop a blood vessel" the only reply I got was a menacing growl. I laugh "look I'll be there. Don't-"juke to the left "worry about it"

"You better be or so help me I'll-"she started

"K thanks bye" I say and hang up and turn to the guy beside me "some people, am I right" to which he awkwardly nods.

It took longer than I thought due to traffic, but I think I made it in-

"YOU'RE LATE" shrieks Abby. Damn. I turn to her and see that she looks more professional than usual, which is an accomplishment of its own. Her auburn hair tied in a bun; she has glasses that are pointed on the side; and she has a black suit jacket and purple shirt and skirt.

"Oh am I" I ask slyly

"YES! Yes you are. The President is in there getting a rundown of theoretical physics by the science club and you have the GALL to show up late."

"…We have a science club" I ask sincerely confused. She looks like she wants to yell more but just settles for a face-palm. She looks like she has calmed down significantly.

"Look you may be a total jerk-"oh golly thanks "but, your team has won a lot of championships, and honestly we could use the credibility"

"I know right, and I'm not even the best one on the team" I say proudly.

She heaves a heavy sigh "Your club mates are already in there with the proper gear. I'm going to have you do an exhibition match. Then you can go about your day" she explains.

"Ok sounds simple enough" I agree.

We head into the practice gym where the club presidents are doing their presentations in front of our Leader and dozens of cameras pointed at both sets of presidents. I see all kinds of people and weird inventions they spent all year to make, along with other sports clubs getting some practice in. I put my hands behind my head as I scan the gym for my team. I quickly spot them and only a few of them actually have their gear on. I quickly walk over to them as they spot me and wave. I see all six of the kendo club, three of whom are in full kendo-gi and Hakama. Headcount, Sam, Will, John, Allie, Joseph, and John Paul, first three being in full gear.

"Late again, huh" John remarks as he gestures to the extra set of gear beside them

"Yeah yeah, sue me" I say as I start to get ready for the match while greeting everybody else.

"Better hurry, we're on next" Will said.

"Like I told Abby, Don't worry" I said. Strap this here…

"Abigail told you what we're doing right" Sam asked.

"Yeah yeah… match, president, theoretical physics," I say halfheartedly. This goes here.

"And you're fine with it" John asks cautiously.

"Why wouldn't I" this could be a new record- wait that's backwards.

"Cause it's a four way match" Allie interjects

"Done… Wait what"

"Thank you Melvin for that riveting presentation about the possibility of parallel worlds" Abby says on the loud speakers they hooked up. "Would you like to say something, Mr. President" then the old man takes the microphone and gives a small speech about how 'important it is to keep the impossible in mind in order to reach the possible things' or something like that, I was too busy with the silent conversation I was having with my dear student body pencil pusher. She can have such a smug look.

Once he was done she took her place back at the podium. "Thank you Mr. President. Our next presentation will come from the kendo club. They have won multiple championships ranging from local to national. They even placed ninth in the international tournament held in Tokyo." While she was saying how great we are, my team and I went to the center of the gym where they placed mats. We were waving to the other club members and the cameras. "Now the club President, Sezar Trevino, will now give a speech about the...importance... of his club." Oh I can just feel the satisfaction coming from her words when she said that. I give her a wide eyed look and turn to the president.

"Hello Mr. President, let me first thank you for choosing to come to our fine school today. Now I could tell you the history of kendo and the way of the sword, believe me I could," totaly bullshit "But why use words when you can use action" I say as I put my helmet on. I turn to the others and nod. They then take their places. Sam is to my right, Will to my left, and John is in front of me. I turn to look at Sam. He is the newest member so he'll probably want to show off in front of everybody and attack me, though he is a fast learner he is too offensive and hardly has a guard. I look towards Will. He has some sort of vendetta against John ever since he lost to him a couple of months back, so he'll attack him, he has the opposite problem as Sam, he plays too defensively, he only strikes when he sees an opening, though simple fake outs still get to him. The one I need to worry about is John. He is, quite possibly, the best one on the team. He has only lost twice, once to a guy that went on to win the international championship, and once, to me, and I got lucky. He'll be too distracted by Will to go after me first, so I have to get Sam eliminated by the time he's done with Will or I'll have to deal with two guys at once.

Sam makes the first move and, as expected, heads towards me and swings in an overhead swing to which I easily parry. He keeps attacking with furious swipes from left, right, up, and down, all the while I keep on the defensive. I hear the sound of wood on wood next to us and I can tell that someone is giving it their all, my money's on Will. I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I nearly got hit by Sam but I had enough time to get my sword up in an awkward block.

"Don't get distracted now" Sam said cockily. He then raised his sword over his head but in doing so he left his midsection open and I took advantage by thrusting into his gut. He doubles over, he still needs to work on his pain tolerance, and I side step and do an overhead swipe to his back which sends him on the ground.

"You need to work on your defense, I give you a 75 for being able to keep me on guard" I say sagely. I then see that John is going on the attack and it is all Will can do to keep up. Soon it became too much for him as John bonked him on the head, swiped his feet and stabbed his midsection. I winced when I saw that.

"Fatality" I say in a deep voice. That gets the attention of John as Sam and Will get up and get off the mat.

Before starting I bow to John and he reciprocates and gets into his stance. I sigh and get into mine. We do a stare-down as we see who will crack and attack first. It must have been a full three minutes before I got tired of waiting and went on the offensive. Every blow I try to land is blocked and parried as he tries to get around my defense. To my credit I am making him work for it. Soon he tries to land blows that I dodge or parry. We do this dance for around five minutes before we break apart, both panting with exertion. I had a couple close calls and I almost had him once but he dodged it by a hair. We stare at each other again and we both break out in a charge towards each other, yelling war cries(we are nerds). I go for an overhead strike and he goes for an underhand strike. I wince when a resounding smack rang around the gym and I feel pain in my ribs. I look down and see that he did indeed nail me in the chest. I look back at him and am surprised to see that I landed my blow on his head. We stay there for a second just trying to comprehend what happened when we both jumped back and clashed swords in a test of strength. I see his face beneath his helmet and see that he is smiling. Crazy bastard is enjoying this too much. With renewed effort I push his sword to the right then I sweep his feet with my weapon. When he fell on his back he looked like he wanted to continue but I put the tip of my sword on his throat as a deterrent. He then fully lays down and pulls a thumbs up at me. The gym then erupts in applause as I help John to his feet.

"That was a good match" John said

"Too bad you didn't go all out" I say patting him on the back. His smile didn't go away, maybe even got bigger.

"How do you know" he said.

"You didn't dodge that sweep, even though I've seen you do it multiple times" I say

He chuckles "Well it would be bad press if our dear president lost to one of his subordinates" he said as he walked off the mat waving to me over his shoulder.

"Well folks, that certainly was an exhilarating match wasn't it. Any words Mr. President" Abby asks.

Said leader gets to the podium and smiles.

"Thank you Abigail. First let me congratulate the winner on a spectacular match. Your skill is certainly that of the ancient samurai."

I bow and say "thank you" then he gave a speech about how 'no matter the trials one can win with enough heart' and that 'competition, no matter the subject, can bring out the best of anyone', at least that's what I think he said, I kind of spaced out after he said 'trials'.

Once he was done I gave a final bow and went over to my team.

It went downhill from there.

There are so many clubs. Most of them are so boring I can't imagine why someone would want to join. About three hours after our match people are still talking. I dozed off a couple of times only for Allie to bap my head. After the theater club finished their presentation, which was a scene from Hamlet, I heard the most beautiful words of that week.

"We are now ready for an hour break for lunch"

"THANK GOD" I say a little too loudly judging by the multiple glares and the hit on my head from the matriarch of my club.

The gym quickly emptied and I was walking with my team talking about nothing in particular. I put my hands in my pocket and freeze.

"Damn it" I say

"Hmm, what's wrong" John asks

"I forgot my phone. You guys go on ahead"

"OK see you in a bit"

I wave and start jogging back to the gym.

I arrive and am not surprised to see it devoid of life. I quickly go to our area and start looking for my phone. I find it in the pile of armor and just as I was about to exit and head back to my friends I heard a familiar voice.

"SOMEBODY! HELP ME" the voice shouted hoarsely. I would have missed it if there was anybody else in the gym talking. I recognize the voice as the President and acting on instinct I grab a kendo stick and sprint in the direction of the voice.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! SOME ONE HELP" the voice seems to be getting more and more desperate. I reach a fork in the hallway and go left.

"Hold on" I shout to the abyss. I see a closed door with two people, wearing all black, guarding it. When they saw me I froze when I saw their eyes. There was nothing but glowing red pupils that made me feel queasy when I stared directly into them. They pull out batons and charge at me. Oh, shit, two on one is not great odds. I get into form and when the first one tried to smack me in the gut I sidestepped and hit his hand and made him drop his weapon. I got kicked in the back then got punched in the face. I grit my teeth to avoid my jaw getting broken or dislocated. I strike the man behind me in the gut with the pommel of my sword and smack the guy in front in the face with a left hook. I then duck when I see the man reel back his fist and go for a straight punch, resulting in him hitting his friend in the face. I then roll to the left and quickly get up.

"Why are you doing this" I yell at them. They didn't reply, of course. Jeez, those eyes are...unnatural. The one that still had his weapon charged at me only for me to sidestep, kick the inside of his knee, smack him in the face with my sword, then do a spin strike to the face of his friend, sending both of them sprawling to the floor. The one that received the spin strike was on the ground unconscious. However, the other one is struggling to get up. I run over and kick his side, making him face upward. I stomp on his sternum making him cry out and put the tip of the sword on his throat, "Who are you people".

This time I got a reply but he was speaking in incoherent gibberish. With one final smack of my sword I silence his rant as he fell unconscious. I turn to the door that I bet the President is behind. I back up to the other side and start to ram the door with my shoulder. Once, ouch. Twice, double ouch. It was on the third time that the door started to give way. One final push should do it.

I square my shoulders and charge the door.

EDIT 6/28/2017: I rewrote some of this and just made it better in general. Please accept my apologies for my unplanned and really unwarranted hiatus. Expect new chapters of both this story and Ylisse Commandos soon. Until then, peace.