Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age nor any of the characters; only my O.C. and her quirky personality. Believe me, if I owned that tasty morsel called Fenris the game could get boring quickly from lack of killing.
A/N: Alright my faithful followers I am going to try my hand at a prolonged Dragon Age story with an original character.
Raven sat on the edge of the couch and tuned out the arguing going on in the back ground. However the annoyance wasn't going to go away so she gave up trying to hear the dialogue on her game as she sat the controller down to glare at the source of the disturbance. "Riley will you please leave me alone." She asked with that edge to her tone that meant she had been pushed just about far enough.
She also knew that snapping back at her husband was going to cause problems. Riley had been abusing her since she had married him and it hadn't gotten any better in the 6 years they had been married. She had been stupid for getting married at twenty years old but what was done was done. "You and your pagan bullshit, you and that stupid fucking game. God I hate you." She gritted her teeth at his deliberate baiting but it didn't do her much good; she had always be stubborn and independent with a hot temper.
Her eyes narrowed dangerously at him as she hissed between her teeth at him, "You knew what I was when we got married so leave me alone damn you." It was a mistake and she knew it no sooner than the words had left her mouth. Riley moved cat fast to grab her by her long dark gold hair and drag her to her feet. She balled her fists up in preparation for defending herself when he slapped her. The blow was hard enough to rock her head back with a snap and she collapsed to her knees. Fighting she could handle, she could take blows but this emotional and physical abuse was beginning to take its toll. "Get your fat ass in bed, now!"
She hated herself for moving to his barked order but she had little choice. Granted she had always been solidly built from ranch work but she wasn't fat; at least she didn't think so but she wasn't petite either. The tears stung her eyes as she curled up on her side of the bed; absolutely miserable. She cringed when she felt Riley slide onto the bed beside her and wrap his arm around her waist possessively. "I am sorry, Raven. I love you."
She mumbled under her breath hoping that he would think she was telling him the same thing. It worked and soon he was fast asleep although it wouldn't come as easily for her. She dreaded her waking life and her dreams had always been her escape but now she dreaded her dreams as well. Finally she dozed off into fitful sleep.
Raven walked along the bare streets in a town that looked like something from medieval England. Every so often she would catch glances of people, almost shadows, moving in the street but she couldn't see them clearly enough to get any details about them. She also couldn't interact with them at all. She raised her head in the odd gesture that mimicked an animal scenting the wind and she breathed deeply in the salty brine air that came only from those places near the coast. "So that's where I am at; somewhere near the sea but I swear this place looks so eerily familiar."
The strange hollow ring to her own voice gave her the creeps as she looked around. These dreams were almost always the same and this time was no different as she continued down the empty streets. It didn't take long for her to catch the sound of chains clanking in the wind somewhere in the distance. She decided since so far nothing had happened in this dream and she had nothing better to do she would follow the sounds. It was odd to hear another sound in this place besides her own hollow voice or footsteps.
Suddenly she got the overwhelming sense of being watched and spun around quickly to look over her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed as she realized there was absolutely nothing there. Growling under her breath in irritation she turned back around and froze in her tracks. There in front of her stood the largest silver wolf with what appeared to be silver vines of a darker shade running from its paws all the way to the tops of all four legs. She immediately and reflexively bared her teeth at it while it watched her with bright yellow eyes.
"He is coming for you." She shook her head, it was happening again damn it all. "He can't have me." She challenged back at the voice that spoke in her head but this time she got brave. She ignored the wolf in front of her and raised her voice in the silence. "Show yourself you coward!" A soft growl from the wolf brought her gaze snapping back to it. "I have shown myself numerous times girl but you choose to ignore the fact I am speaking to you."
She stared in amazement, so that wolf was the one speaking to her in her head. "What do you want? Why do you torment my dreams?" It laughed softly inside her head. "Girl, I do not torment you, you torment yourself. As for what I want? I am here to deliver a message." She pondered that for a moment. The wolf had never harmed her in her dreams before so she relaxed a tiny bit. "So what message is it that you have for me?"
The wolf drew itself up. "Fenris the Dread Wolf is coming. He is coming for you but you mustn't be afraid." She opened her mouth to speak when the wolf gave a howl that not only deafened her ears in the previous silence but rumbled deeply in her chest as well.
Raven sat up gasping loudly before flopping back on the bed with a groan. There wasn't going to be any going back to sleep tonight. She got up off the bed silently before sliding her green and gold robe on. She went into the living room and grabbed her controller after turning on the console. Her life might be miserable but she had found a passion and outlet for her turmoil in the form of her character Hawke on Dragon Age ll. She sighed wistfully as it powered on and played the intro. She was especially fascinated with the broody handsome elf that she had gotten on the game, Fenris. That got her to thinking maybe she was playing too much of this game and giving herself nightmares.
She couldn't wait to start playing again since she had left off on the opening scenes to Act ll. As the load symbol came on she growled in frustration thinking that the game had frozen. She muttered under her breath as she got up to go turn off the machine. The load screen had frozen and was glowing oddly, "I better not have lost all my saved data." Just as she reached down to turn off the console a blinding light made her vision go white and then black accompanied by the feeling of falling.
