To be alone is a horrible thing...

I don't own bleach or Dragon age.

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'Here I am… doing what exactly I don't know. But I'm here.' The man thought.

He is a tall man with shaggy black hair, and goatee. He wore a white coat outlined in black, reaching down to his boots. He wore a black sash, and a sword was held inside there.

The most striking feature of the man was the bone jaw like piece he had around his neck, with teeth that look like they could tear through flesh with the lightest touch.

The man walks around on a piece of land. The dirt below his feet is all that are holding him.

There is no water.

There is no land to speak of, but what he stands on.

It's only a slab of dirt and below that is air. The slab is only about 5 feet to each corner, all sides crumbling.

The place around him is somewhat dreamy look to it.

To the far distance he manages to see structures. They are all very strange, twisting, reddish tan color.

'There's no pattern here, it's all a jumble. And there is no one around at all…' a lazy but calculating look in his eye.

'A personal hell I think, for even Lilinette has been taken from me. We merged and her mind was destroyed…. Truly alone and the one I was closest to is dead…. Personal hell indeed.'

'I should at least explore this place. If I fall asleep here I'm liable to fall, with my landing crumbling away… It's not like there's a bridge that could reach all the wa-'

The man's thoughts were interrupted by more earth coming from the abyss below him, and forming into a path way towards the far off land.

'…Good enough.' The man shrugs and begins to walk.

Xxx

Reaching the far side, the man was attacked by flying balls of light. Making short work of them, he continues his trek.

He walks up a steep hill only to for a creature made of pure magma, emerged from the earth.

It was red and orange, it had slits that could possibly be 'eyes', It had two arms, and a very large torso. Deciding a strait forward question would be the best course of action the man raised his voice to alert the creature to his presents.

He asked the creature, in a bored monotone voice.

"I am known as Coyote Starrk. What are you? And where are we?".

The creature turned to look at Starrk.

"I am a being of rage, I am a demon of the fade where we reside, and you will do nicely for a small snack mortal!"

Starrk sighs.

Xxx

'That was a little spicy… Mehhhh…..'

Starrk takes another bite out of the magma colored flesh.

After the very, short fight, and brief snack of the 'rage demon', Starrk starts to 'digest' the new information he has acquired of his home.

'The 'Fade' is the plane where I am… Is it similar to soul society or of Hueco Mundo…. Similar to my first home because there is no day or night it seems. And of course the monsters and desolate wastelands are like it too. But there is no one, and no sand….. So it's neither.'

"Whatever…. I'm too tired….. I have a new home, and I'll be thankful that I'm not dead."

' But I'm without Lilinette…... I miss her.'

He added on as an afterthought.

He decided to sleep….

Seeing that has always helped him relax, and compose himself.

'I wish someone would come along, just to be with…. So I wouldn't be so… so…. alone…'

He falls into a deep slumber.

Xxx

Simmer (Sim) was never a good student; he always disregarded his studies, and practices.

He hated the novelty of the templar's always looking over him with friendly warnings not to lose himself in his dreams, or else they would have to 'contain the threat.

He always remained cautious in the fade, and never made any deals, ran away or defended himself from its inhabitants.

He was always safe in it, he only wandered the very edge of the fade away from all the commotion.

He was never strong enough to be any sort of meal for the demons in the fade.

But now….. Now he wishes he paid more attention to his instructor.

'Damn it! The wisp managed to catch my leg…'

Panting from exhaustion Sim tries to muster enough Mana to heal his wounds.

'I can't fight the demon like this! I'll be possessed then killed by the demon or by the bloody templar's! This is so unfair! Plus the mouse is useless…. '

Sim spares a glance at the 'mouse', the thing was once a Mage like him, but he has been here so long he has forgotten everything. The only thing he remembers is bits and pieces of his harrowing.

'Forget him, I need to heal myself and get out of here. Maybe find a lucky chance and strike the demon when he's not looking. That's about the only thing that will save m-'

"Hello morsel…. Ready to allow me access to the land of the living?"

Sim spins around to face a rage demon, forgetting that his leg is still hurt, causing him to fall flat on his back.

He attempts to get back up, but the demon pins him down with his arms.

"I didn't know you were this willing….. HAHAHAHA! I will have fun with my new life!"

The demon begins to merge his hands into Sim's chest, pushing farther with each passing second.

Sim does the only thing he can do.

He screams…

Xxx

"He is turning! Rorand! Kill him before it's too late!"

A man in white armor, with a sword pointing down on its chest, responded.

"Knight Commander Gregor, are you sure? It's possible he will defeat the beast before it overcomes him…."

Gregor turns to the new recruit named Rorand.

"You go agents a direct order? If he turns fully he could cause a lot of damage. We cannot allow that, for the safety of the Circle!"

A mage steps forward.

"Gregor…..It is possible he will fight the demon off. Both you and I have seen it happen before."

Gregor turns to the mage.

"I don't remember them turning this far. Apprentice Simmers has lost his chance, and he has failed his harrowing. He has always been reckless, and never took these dangers seriously. Now he will pay the price…"

Gregor turns away and adds on one last bit.

"May the maker have mercy on his soul…."

Gergor turns to Rorand, and nods.

Rorand nods and steps towards Simmers body, and prepares to strike…..

Xxx

Starrk awakens….

Only to yawn….

"Now what should I do?"

Pondering his next move, he hears a scream close by.

Not one of the fade, but a human scream.

'I think I should check that out, it might be a human that will talk to me…'

He stands and brushes himself off, then flash stepped towards the screaming.

Only to come across a disturbing sight…

Starrk steps back for a moment to assess the situation.

'Ok…. Soooooo… a demon is diving into the human's chest. All the while said human is screaming and kicking. Not only is the demon doing this, but he seems to enjoy it…..'

'I would happen to need that human for answers, and by the look of things, the demon is going to kill him….. 'Sigh'….. Let's see f I can pull him out of this mess.'

Starrk steps toward the pile of mangled limbs, grabs the demon, yanks him out, and throws him across the clearing into a hill.

He turns to the human.

'A little life left in him. He should help ou-'

"HOW DARE YOU! I ALOMOST MADE IT TO THE RELM OF THE LIVING!"

The rage demon begins to….. Well …. Rage…

He summoned flames around them in a huge circle, and launched himself at Starrk.

Starrk looked at the demon with uninterested look in his eyes.

He grabbed the demon by the 'head' and grabbed one of its arms.

Adding a huge amount of pressure he ripped the arm off.

"AAARRGGHHHHH! YOU WILL PAY!"

Fire begins to leap at Starrk, licking his skin, but not burning it at all. He walks passed the flames and raises his fist and fires a punch at the demon.

The punch connected, and the pure force behind the punch left a HUGE hole on the torso of the demon.

"….no….."

The rage demon whispers.

Falling t the ground lifeless and still, Starrk turns to the human.

"Wha…."

The unconscious body begins to dissipate in light.

Thinking quickly, Starrk secures some of his reiatsu to the body, allowing him to maybe track and follow the human.

The body disappears in a flash.

And stark begins his search to where the human has gone…..

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"Sir!"

Rorand calls.

"The demon is being pushed back; the mage is no longer possessed!"

"Impossible! Let me see."

Gregor orders, the templar's moving out of the way as he approaches.

Looking at the body, Gregor sees no sign of a abomination, only the mage.

"Sir?... What should we do?" A templar questions.

'...…'

Gregor thinks of what to do.

Coming up with no reason for the death of the Apprentice, he makes his decision.

"We will not have him killed now. He could have pushed the demon out before full possession could have occurred. But he will be detained for now. We cannot allow him to walk away after this; we need answers to what had happened."

"You! Rorand, take him to the cellar, away from the rest of the mages. We have a prison cell that will hold him till both Erving and I both deem him safe."

Gregor turns to Erving.

"Is that fair First Enchanter?"

Erving remains silent for a few moments.

"Yes… I believe this is the best course of action….. We should mark this day Gregor, for it is unusual for use both to agree on almost any matter."

Erving speaks the last part with a smile.

Gregor chuckles.

Simmers was taken down to the very bottom level of the tower to be question when he awakened.

Xxx

'Whaaa…. What happened?... Ughhhh….'

Sim roles over, trying to find out where he is.

Setting his eyes on the stone beneath him and the steel bars that hold him, he realizes.

"By the maker I'm alive!"

A templar was drawn by his voice. He steps into view, and the two stare at each other.

"…..."

The templar decided to break the silence.

"Now that you are awake I will go get the Knight Commander, and The first Enchanter. They-"

Simmers interrupts.

"Wait! Both of them are coming here! Why?"

" Sigh….. You see Mage. You almost lost yourself to the demon, we almost killed you. The new recruit who was to deliver the killing blow hesitated. For that reason, it gave you enough pauses to eject the evil thing from you. Both the leading factors here wish to question you to what happened, and to see if you may, indeed be a abomination, or just plain lucky….."

Silence took over the room. Simmers trying to figure out what happened, and the templar watching the reaction of Simmers.

"I will be back within ten minutes…."

The templar leaving the open ended statement, Simmers got the silent second part of the message.

'To decide my fate….. Right…..'

The templar leaves the room.

Both not noticing the Grey eyes that observed the conversation, and deciding his course of action.

Xxx

5 minutes before Simmers awoke.

Starrk searched of his signature, looking for his way out of the fade.

'The boy just up and left in a ball of light…. Honestly, he couldn't just wake up, and answer a few of my questions… I hope I find him soon; this is very ti-… Found him'

Without hesitation Starrk opens a Garganta and walks through.

After stepping out, he finds the human on the other side of a cell, still asleep. '

What is this?'Starrk wonders 'Has he done something wrong? Was he there for his execution perhaps?...'

Starrk ponders the possibility, for the reason the human was behind bars.

'Maybe to protect him from something….' He then senses someone approaching.

To avoid the newcomers, he flash steps to another room.

A new voice. "Why do we need to guard the mage?"

'They are called mages…. Magic perhaps….'

Starrk remains hidden while listening in on the conversation.

"He can't go anywhere, or do anything. Be sides what has he even done?"

A second voice speaks up now.

"Because he was almost fully possessed by a demon and somehow managed to push it out, and defeat the damn thing. We don't know if its genuine or a fake…. We need to be sure. So you are to remain here, and come tell the Knight Commander when the mage has awakened. Do you understand?"

First voice now.

"Yes sir!"

"Good."

The second human left, leaving only the mage, the guard, and himself.

'I think I can wait for the mage to wake up…..'

Starrk yawns, and sits down at a desk.

Xxx

Gregor was alerted to Simmers condition.

He grabbed Erving and headed down to the cell Simmers was being kept in.

Hoping to pry some answers from the apprentice.

They approach the cell, and are met with a fearful mage on the other side.

'What is he so afraid about?... Did he in fact fail?'

"Apprentice Simmers. We are here to find out what happened in your Harrowing. "

Erving decided to step in, and to ask the questions in a softer approach.

"What happened son. You nearly failed the test. You were moments from a sword swing, and death. Can you tell us exactly what happened?"

"Well…. You see. I fought off a lot of wisps, and other little things in the fade…."

Simmers told his story, both Gregor and Erving asking one or two questions this lasted for a minute or two, until he came to the demon plunging his arms into his chest.

"After that it was all fuzzy, I think a benevolent spirit helped me, because I heard the demon yell and scream, then the light, and then I woke up here."

Gregor and Erving gave each other a look of uncertainty, and decided discussion away from prying ears.

"Gregor…. I think it should be best to discuss this in my office…"

"Agreed Erving…. All templar's out, nobody gets in or out of the basement till I say so. Understood?"

A round of 'Yes Sirs' was his answer.

"Good."

And with that, they left.

Xxx

Starrk awoke to the Mage talking, about his test and the things that transpired.

'He sees me as a kind spirit?... That's probably the farthest thing from a hollow…. '

The 'Templar's' leave, to go about his business and decide what to do with the human.

'I suppose I should say hello to him, and see if I can get any answers out of him.'

Getting up from the desk, and walking though the door, he stands before the mage….

'Simmers if I remember right.'

Simmers still not noticing the presents of the new comer, even though he is only a foot away.

Starrk decides to let himself be known.

"Hello?"

Simmers head snaps up to find the new voice.

"Who….who are you? I've never seen you before…"

"I am known as Starrk. I have both a physical and spiritual self. I am not a spirit however, and I doubt you have ever seen me before, for I am new to the fade. "

"What? New to the fade? You mean you came into being just some time ago? Are there new spirits developing?" Starrk sighs.

"I don't know. I came to you seeking information, and I am one who doesn't want to be alone. The other spirits from the fade make such horrible companions. They wish for nothing but strength, and power. You are the first human I have come across in some time…."

"WAIT! How are you here! You need a mortal vassal in order to manifest…. You don't ha…. You need a bod…. You said you HAVE a physical self? How is that possible?"

"I have a lot of power. Thus allowing me to manifest a body here, but if you mean how I have traveled here, without a host, I did so by opening a Garganta, a rip in space."

"You broke the veil!... How powerful are you?..."

Starrk responded

"I had enough power to rip the demon from you, and kill it with one blow."

Simmers was shocked.

" b….. th… no w…"

His mouth opened and closed a few times. The demon brushed off some of his best spells like they were nothing but flies, and this 'spirit' just killed it with a single blow…

"So can I ask you a few questions? I want to know about the place around me. About this world…."

Simmers could only nod.

Xxx

After leaving Simmers, Starrk made his way to an empty room. He planned to sleep and pass the time. He found a nice book self to sleep on. When he jumped on it, the back gave out, and he fell to the other side.

'Really?... I just want a nice place to sleep….'

Looking around, stark found himself in a long spiral stair well heading down….and down….

'If I fall asleep here, I'm liable to fall down all the steps….. I should probably head down now, rather that later.'

He traversed the spiral stair case, taking a good 30 minutes to reach the bottom. When he got there, he was greeted by a large steel door.

'I hope it's unlocked…'

Pushing on the handle of the door, he found he was in luck! Pushing the door out of the way, he makes his way into a very large room. With very comfortable looking cushions in front of rows and rows of books shelves.

"Yes!"

Starrk jumps right into his new bed and drifts asleep.

Xxx

"We will allow you to live, under close templar watch, we believe you know nothing of the demons work but we must be sure. Do you accept these terms?"

Simmers is overwhelm with relief.

"Yes I will happily accept."

Gregor nods, and his final though on the matter is…

'I hope nothing like this happen's for some time, my hair, along with Erving's are beginning to grow in grey…'

Simmers having a fit.

'I am going to train soooooooooo hard! I can't be that weak ever again!'

Xxx

10 years later

'I have read every book in here, and my bed is falling apart…. I think it's time to move on.'

Starrk nods and begins his trek to the surface.

'Maybe I'll find someone to travel with….'

Xxx

"Come on! This wall looks weak! I'm sure we could use the fire rod to break through it!"

A Green haired woman steps forward.

"I agree, let's get the book case out of the way."

Three people break through the wall, only to hear a really lazy monotone voice speak.

"Who is making all the noise?"

The three freeze, and turn around to see Starrk. Then the brown haired male questions.

"Who are you!"

The girl beside him looking fearful, and the other… The other Resembles someone Starrk remembers well.

After a bit of silence, Starrk responds.

"I am known as Starrk. What are the three of you doing down here?"

The short Brown hair girl said.

"Jowen! We need to keep moving!"

That snapped 'Jowen' back to his goal.

"Right, sorry Lily, Lenet, let's go!"

The green haired girl takes one look back at Starrk and rushes with her friends to the next room.

'I think I will follow them for a bit… Did she have pointed ears?... That would make her an elf if I remember correctly…..

Xxx

Starrk looks around the room with a lazy gaze.

'They really underestimated 'blood magic'…. Their lose I suppose.'

He hears 'Gregor' yelling at the remaining two accomplices to the blood mage.

"You! You also destroyed your Phylactery! You were to take your Harrowing tomorrow! And you! A Sister! You went against every one of your vows! Because of the two of you and your mistakes we now have a Blood mage on the loose! Maker help me…"

Gregor obviously losing control of himself.

Erving decided to speak up and show his displeasure.

"You had such promise young one. Why did you not come to me? We could have worked through this."

The woman replied with an edge in her voice.

"Because you were going to make him into a tranquil! He would have been gone, and dead. He asked for my help, and if he did so again, I would do it without a second thought. I would never allow him to be trapped in his own mind, alone….."

Lenet drops her head at the last part, with tears in her eyes.

'She is exactly like Lilinette, just a little taller, mature, and no mask….. Her behavior is almost the same too, just grown up….. Besides her being and elf of course.'

"Well that's too bad! Your crimes still stand, and for that you will be put to death." Gregor raves on.

"I'm not going down without a fight!"

Erving wishes this would pass with more bloodshed.

"Please child don't make this worse for yourself…"

"No! He tells me he's going to kill me! If I'm going down, I'm going down swinging!"

Lenet pulls out her staff, and fires off a few spells at the weak templar's.

Gregor barks off commands.

"Drain her! Cut off here Mana!"

Losing her reserves, Lenet pulls out a dagger and stabs one of the templar's that were reaching for her in the hand.

Pulling it out, she realizes they too have drawn their weapons. Steeling herself, she prepares for the worse.

One on the left takes a swing at her, she manages to parry the blow, and move around the shield stabbing into the elbow joint of his arm. She parry's another blow, rolls away, and stabs the foot of her attacker.

'I won't be able to keep this up much longer…..'

Xxx

'Impressive….. She has managed to wound 6 well trained worriers by herself with only a staff and a dagger….'

Starrk continues to watch, the display of sword play from Lenet.

'Dodge, Dodge,DODGE! Ouch….. That was a bad hit….'

Starrk realizing she was at the end of her rope decides his next action.

'Now would be a good time to get her out of here.'

Xxx

Lenet is done.

She realizes it when she was struck in the side.

The wound is deep, and will hinder her movements even further.

'I wish I could have seen my tribe before I died…'

Seeing the ending blow coming, she closes her eyes, and accepts her fate, with tear filled eyes.

Clang!

…...

'What?'

Lenet opens her eyes, to see why she has survived. Only to meet deep grey eyes.

"You're the one for the basement!"

The man nods.

"Yes…. I am…. I don't think you should die here…. I will be leaving the tower. You may accompany me if you wish."

Lenet looks around. All of the templar's are backing off, and giving them space.

'No… not us, but giving him space….'

Looking down she sees the one who was to end her life…. Separated at the chest with blood coming out in larger quantities than you would think possible. And only the man's hand is red. His blade still in place around his waist.

"If you're willing to take me from this place, then I'm all yours!" Smile ling despite the current events.

Gregor bellows

"NO! You both will not be permitted to leave the tower! The apprentice is to die! AND YOU! Are to be questioned! How did you get into the tower?"

"My name is Starrk, I am a being beyond your compression, I am not a mortal, I am not a spirit, I am not a demon, nor am I a god. I'm sure you can talk with Simmers about me when we leave." S

tarrk turned to her.

"Can you walk?"

Embarrassed, Lenet responds with a "no".

"Sigh…. Very well, I shall carry you out."

When picking her up, he made no indication that he was having any difficulty at all…. Like she was a feather….

Then they were to the barrier the mages made half way through her fight.

Starrk just looked at the thing, grabbed it and ripped it out of place.

Everyone but Starrk was shocked.

Starrk left only a few words.

"Using blood to track your mages is very similar to blood magic Gregor, it seems the chantry holds their laws in place, until it hinders them… They are hypocrites."

And then, they were out of the tower, then on land.

Each time she blinked, she was somewhere new. Lenet asked Starrk.

"Where are we going?"

He responded with

"East."

"…..Okay…"

The rest of the trip was silent.

Xxx

That's all people. I hope you enjoyed it. I think it's only going to be a one shot, but if I get inspiration I could maybe continue.

Regards people.