Aveline

(A.N) My Hawke: Male, Warrior, Funny Personality.

Aveline.

I don't know if by now you've heard, but; Hawke is gone.

The whole thing went to shit; grey wardens, demons and a whole lot of blood magic.

The Inquisition attacked a warden fortress in the Western Approach; they were summoning and binding demons to their will, well; to Corypheus' will. Remember him? We arrived just in time to stop them enslaving and killing themselves; but an Archdemon decided to show up and ruin the whole party. Like I said, shit.

So more bad shit went down and we end up falling into the fade, with a very big and very angry nightmare demon stalking us. We managed to get to the end and beat back it's little fear demon friend; most of us made it through the rift and back into the real world, but Hawke, Alistair and the Inquisitor were blocked by the demon.

When the Warden and the Inquisitor stepped out of the Fade without Hawke, well you can imagine what happened. Things have settled down here now and I'm hoping we can host a service for Hawke soon. Some bad shit is about to happen soon and I don't know if I'll come out the same or even alive.

Maker's ass this is killing me Aveline, but; I'll get through this. Take care and watch over Daisy for me.

Varric.

Aveline read the letter for the third time, she eyed the words with a stern expression; trying to ignore the tear stains marking the parchment. She turned away from the fire in the barracks common room; now the centre of order in the decaying city of Kirkwall. She walked into her office and closed the door gently; thankful that for once Donnic was out on patrol.

Leaning on her desk and trying to calm her emotions, she had to remain strong; she was the last piller of order in a city gone to hell. She swallowed a lump forming in her throat, she had swore; years ago, that no one she loved would ever be pulled from her ever again by fools and their wars. Yet she had failed; her best friend, truest ally and in her eyes; a brother. Now lay dead in the Fade.

White hot anger flashed within her and she lost it. Balling her fist, she puched the desk with so much force; that it nearly split in two. The pain in her hand was nothing compared to the pain in her chest, for the first time in years; she cried. Tears ran down her cheeks as she sobbed and shuddered in silence, she tried to centre herself, but every time she tried; his smiling face would appear and her tears would begin anew.

She was about to fully fall apart, when a comforting hand rested on her shoulder, Aveline turned to see her husband; Donnic smiling sadly at her. Aveline felt stronger with Donnic near her, she placed her hand over his and returned his smile.

Aveline had lost someone who had meant the world to her, she had always protected the Hawke family; from their first meeting during the blight, till the day they had parted ways; Hawke believing it better for him to go into hiding. She had parted ways with the Champion; ordering him to return safely, he just smiled and made an ass of himself with a mock salute. She knew Hawke would torment her; if he ever saw her like this, finding her centre once again; the captain of the guard now had to give the city of Kirkwall even more bad news.

(A.N) First one done. If you peoples liked it; great! If not; thanks for giving it a try. Just want to acknowledge and say thanks to HeidiBug731 for writing Fade Touched; that first chapter struck a cord with me and gave me the idea to write this story; you peoples should go check it out, you'll see what I mean.

Thanks for reading! Bu-bye!