THIS IS BASICALLY A ONE SHOT AT WHAT I WISHED THE FINAL SCENE WAS LIKE FOR ALISTAIR AND MY ROGUE CITY ELF ANDVARI. This is if you don't take Morrigan's offer. And if you had a relationship with Alistair. And if you brought him along for the final battle. Obviously.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Alistair or Dragon Age in general. I honestly wish I did though… T_T
On with the story then and you can forget my mumbling. This is short…Just so you know…
The Arch Demon fell; collapsing many other darkspawn bodies with it. Zevran, Leliana, Alistair, and I; with the help of the mages, had just brought down the Arch Demon. But it wasn't over. No, just as Riordan said it would be, the dragon still drew breath. Alistair or I had to give our life to kill the Arch Demon.
This is where I paused. Alistair or I?
Me.
Him.
Death to one, and one alone.
My face went blank as I made my decision. Alistair was king; whether he wanted to be or not. My life was much less meaningful. I would do it. My eyes landed on a discarded great sword and I took a step to reach it.
…..
What the hell?
I looked around to see Alistair holding onto the straps of my armor. I struggle for a moment until I deem it useless. He weighs twice as much as I do in all that heavy armor.
"Don't." Alistair whispered. I turned my head forward towards the barely breathing demon.
"You're the king Alistair. Fereldan will need someone to rebuild after the Blight. You're the only one who can do that." My voice shook. Oh god I hope he doesn't notice.
His voice hardened, "If I'm the King then I demand you stay put. You have to listen to me." His sentence made for pause. Do I have to listen to him? I don't think the Warden handbook handles royalty situations. Most don't want to die anyway.
I sighed.
"Nobody can make the king do anything he doesn't want to." A small smile spread across his face and I grimaced internally.
"I love you." Alistair whispered in my ear as he turned me to face him, "I know…that this is the wrong time. But I love you. You and only you."
My thoughts traveled fast as I grabbed his wrists. Pretending to pull him down into a kiss.
Forgive me Alistair. I love you too.
Our lips brushed once, very lightly. As I felt him start to pull away; I jerked him down and ran around him. He stumbled trying to catch himself. Unfortunately, when he figured out what I had done the sword in my hands was already plunged into the Arch Demon's skull.
The burning was unbearable. I could feel the soul of the Old God travel through my veins. I tried to hold in a scream but when I couldn't any longer I found I couldn't find my voice. Everything started to go dim and I glanced to find Alistair one last time. His face was twisted in pain. I love you. I thought.
Then…
I died.
Okay, well that's it.
Yes, yes I know it's really, REALLY short but it just came into my head as I was listening to my iPod.
It is really corny but it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!
If you do review NO FLAMES. But constructive criticism is appreciated. THANKS!
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