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I haven't written fan fiction since I was in High School (about two years ago) which means that this story is my first. Also, please forgive me about the grammar issues. I suck at it.
Summary: Lara Hawke is a 24 year old college student who attends Pentaghast University. When searching for books to research a writing assignment, she comes upon an old book that scares but also intrigues her. Since picking up the book, weird things begin to happen and while in her room, she starts to read it and gets transported into the beginning of Dragon Age learns that she must help the people she meets to get back home and to learn about her linage.
The rating will go up later when Fenris comes along. This also will be a multiple chapter story.
This will be a different take on the game with Fenris being a romance and Hawke being a mage.
Once again, thank you for checking it out!
The characters that will be appearing in this story belong to Bioware and EA. Issac is of my own creation.
Chapter 1: A Never Ending Story
"What are you going to do for your creative writing assignment, Hawke?" Isaac asked, bumping my shoulder as we headed to the library together. "Um, I don't know," I shrugged, "probably something to do with elves, magic, and orcs. You know that medieval nerdy stuff." I pushed my square blue glasses up the bridge of my nose as we both reached the library front doors. "See ya, Isaac!" I waved him bye and walked into the Pentaghast University Library, taking in the three story tall library and heading to my study booth that housed a small, oval shaped window.
Outside one could see the welcome sign to the private Pentaghast University and the five red bricked dorm buildings, each building sporting their own themed mascot. I was lucky to be in the griffon themed dorm. Lacing my fingers in my ginger ringlets, I blew at the frizzy and somewhat uneven bangs that peeked over my glass lenses and pondered about my assignment that was due in two weeks but got off track when I thought of Pentaghast.
I've been here since I was 23 and tomorrow I turn 25, something I had mixed feelings about. My dorm mates were already stringing up blue, grey, and black streamers in the hallway, singing 'Happy Birthday, Lara' and letting party poppers go in my face. You try to get rainbow coloured confetti out of bushy hair, it's hard!
Standing up to get some research books for my writing assignment, I headed up the third floor and searched for medieval art books and medieval writings. I searched the encyclopedias and I found nothing, however I went to the Ancient, medieval, Oriental philosophy area and found just what I needed. Turning away, I saw something odd in the corner of my eye and went to go inspect it. There was a leather bound, thick black book with the spine cracked and worn. Stepping closer, there were added details and I reached over, pulling the book out and holding it in my hands. Looking at the cover I noticed that it once had writing on the front but it was now faded. Running my pale fingers over the bumps, scratches, and rips I couldn't help but gasp since I was most defiantly holding my breath; I even felt a shiver run down my spine. Opening the book, I noticed it was different from regular books in the library and when I flipped through the pages it gave off a weird and earthy smell. Colours-mostly black, white, and red-and weird writing passed before my hazel orbs and I realized I was holding my breath yet again. Jumping as I heard and felt a thunderous roar, I dropped the book and looked around quickly; gasping and wondering where on earth the sound came from. "Holy shit…," I whispered, reaching down and picking the book back up.
Heading back to my study booth, I passed by a woman with jet black hair that was in a bun and bangs swept to the side of her pale and timeless looking face. Something magical-mystical?- surrounded her and I couldn't help but spin around and glimpse at her before she walked down the stairs. Feathers on her right shoulder and a detailed necklace that contained pearls around her neck. Soft and slightly angled lips that looked purple matched the rather revealing shirt of the same colour. She wore a ripped looking black shirt and thigh high buckle boots.
Shaking my head, I went off down the same stairs, taking two at a time and gasped when I reached the second level and she was no were to be found. "What the hell?" I mumbled, walking around the second level and even leaning over the side to get another look at her.
Giving up and walking back up to my study, I placed the book down in front of me and stared at it for the longest time, conflicting with my inner self to read it or not.
Go ahead!
Think of those writings and that woman, they could be connected!
NO!
Don't do it.
You don't need to become curious for the first time in your life.
Did you hear that ear splitting roar?
Giving into the scared woman side but making a compromise with the adventurer deep, deep within me, I added the book to the pile I was checking out. Opening another book and getting out my green laptop, I started on the assignment and quickly lost track of time.
By the time I looked up there was hardly anyone in the library and darkness covered the campus. Feeling accomplished at what I got done, I packed up and put the black book in my book bag and headed down the stairs to check out of the books and head to bed at the dorm.
I really wish I had a flashlight or something because I just couldn't stand walking to the dorm alone, at night, in the dark, where things, monsters, creepers, rapists, could leap out of the sinister bushes and shady tree limbs to attack me. On nights like tonight, I will usually have a security guard walk with me but, tonight just isn't one of those nights. I hated having my back exposed since anyone could spook me and I spooked easily.
Sighing as the winding passageway moved further along, I felt a low pressure and a sudden heat encase my hands. "Wh…wha..what the hell?" I cried, looking around for a fountain to drench my hands in. They were getting hotter by the minute and I wondered if they would shoot up in flames if I didn't run cold water over them. I saw a bathroom and darted in, not caring that is was the men's bathroom. Flicking the cold water handle up, I groaned happily as the heat faded. Splashing my face with the cold water, I stared ahead at the surprisingly clean mirror and prodded my face, hating the fact that I had freckles, bushy hair and, glasses above all.
"Hawke…"
"Who's there?" I shouted, turning around and gripping the edge of the sink, staring at the bottom of the stalls. "Answer me," I whispered weakly, cautiously opening all the stall doors. When my search came up empty, I ran out, but not before shutting the water off. While running from the scene, I cried out in searing pain as my ears jutted upwards and past the side of my head. I dropped to the floor and cupping them as I yelped, pulling at them. However, my ears were normal and didn't jut out or burn. They were my normal, human ears.
"Haw..ke…"
I heard it again. That voice. Instead of just speaking my name, it surged into me, shaking me at my core. Was I going insane? What the hell was happening to me? Who was doing this to me? Why would someone want to do this to me?
I'm freaked beyond my imagination as I stand up again and I realize that I'm shaking. I'm literally shaking. My mouth is dry as I start to head back home and my grip on my bag is turning my knuckles white. Deciding to head home with some sort of dignity, I quicken my pace incase anything else freaky elects to scare the shit out of me.
Finally making my way to the front of the Griffon dorm and opening the maple double doors, I head for the spiral stairs and trudge my way up. Each step is heavy as I think about the past few hours: that woman, the roar, the burning sensation, and those ears. With each step, my book bag moves against my back and I feel the old book when it hits. It leaves a hot mark every time it touches and I have to take the bag off just to get my paranoia in check.
At long last, I reach dorm room 230. Unlocking the door, I notice that my roommate isn't in and I let a small smile take residence on my lips. I'm glad that she isn't home because I'm sure I look like hell. I'm drained and just want a shower before I pass out, but my bed is calling to me. The blue-green polka dotted sheets beg for me to curl up under them and just sleep my worries away.
Quickly changing after throwing my bag on the bed, I brush my teeth and forget about my cup-o-noodles that reminds me I'm a poor college student. Soon, I'm staring down at the book once again that found its way into my hands. My fingers graze over the cover, taking in the bumps and groove that illustrate old age. Bringing the book closer to my face, I strain to notice that there is an eye surrounded by curved lines. I can't help but to trace every single line and I experience a chill run down my body. I can't take my eyes off of the book, off of the cracked spine, off of the eye. That eye sends more chills down my body and I wince when I realize that I bit my bottom lip a bit too hard.
I lick the coppery liquid up and stroke the spine one more time before I open the book and take in the rough feel of the paper. The paper is worn but I can barely make out the characters that line the middle of the page.
"What..kind of language is this?"
I sigh when I try to decipher them but give up when my head starts to throb. Flipping another page and then another, I see what starts off chapter one and I can't help but lay down to get comfortable to try and read. There is this mystery surrounding the tome, especially since the lettering isn't in English.
Thwack.
Jumping at the sound that radiated from the hallway, I set the book down to open the door and see what my fellow neighbors are doing now. Glancing out, I see an empty hallway and exhale my held in breath and see the puff of air. I close the door and quickly lock it, pressing my head against the wood and take deep breaths to calm my heart.
"There is no one out there, Lara. Come on. You are just..hearing things?"
Running my slightly shaky hands through my bangs, I pick the book back up and take notice that the letters are different. They're in English. How? I throw the book down on the floor and jump up, pacing around the two person dorm room.
"What the hell is going on here? I'm seeing things! A book cannot just change its wording!"
"Hawke."
Spinning around as I hear that…that voice again, I scream out. "Who are you?"
"Oh, Hawke. I'm a friend."
"No..I'm just imagining this. I'm hearing things again! You aren't real."
"Yes, I'm quite real, Hawke. Trust me on that. I'm real."
The voice let out this slightly low laugh that sent sudden anxiety through my body. "Wha..what are you talking about? How do you know my name?"
"Your name is very important, young Hawke. You see, if one doesn't know of the Hawke linage from where I'm from," The voice moved throughout the room, starting out from the corner near the bathroom to passing through me and then stopping by the book, "they learn".
The voice seemed to...how do I put it...ebb away like a last breath. Something stirred inside of me when I took the first few hesitant steps towards the book that lay innocently on the floor. Reaching down to grasp the book in my hands, I glanced around the room one more time. I guess to see some sort of evidence of the voice and if it truly left.
Finding the first chapter one more time, I set down on the edge of my bed and started to read what parts weren't faded away.
"It all started during the year of the Divine on the continent of Thedas. However, it was during 9:30 Dragon that the Hero of…saved Ferelden from the Darkspawn. A Grey Warden by the name of…but it wasn't the Grey Warden who saw the fall of Kirkwall."
As I read the chapter, my eyelids began to droop and my head began to dip forward. Sleep took over my body like I've never felt before and soon I was finding myself heading towards my sheets, expecting their soft yet firm embrace. However, I was slammed into something hard.
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I'm already starting the second chapter since I'm on Spring Break right now.
I am a busy college student with a job so I apologize if the updates are slow.
If you have any ideas on what I should do or change about the story thus far, don't be afraid to tell me! I enjoy any help you can throw my way!
