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Danny couldn't breath. The dark mist of the Fade was coming in on him at all sides, filling his lungs and leaving him to struggle in an empty void. The black dragon, the hideous creature whose body was covered in lethal black scales and barbs, its venomous green eyes fixed on Danny as it slowly circled him.
In the overwhelming silence he could just make out words being whispered in the distance.
The Old Gods will call to you,
From their Ancient Prisons they will sing.
Dragons with wicked eyes and wicked hearts,
On blacken'd wings does deceit take flight,
The First of My children, lost to night.
As the verse ended the dragon gave a roar that reduced the world to silence once again before diving down on Danny. His body passing into the boy. Danny fell to his knees in the empty space. Struggling as the creatures darkness ran through him.
He screamed but no sound came out. His skin darkened to a tan even as his hair turned white. After a few seconds he opened his eyes to show the same green orbs that had been on the dragon. He had been lost.
Danny fell out of bed, covered in a cold sweat. The dream had seemed so real. Then again, he wasn't so sure that it wasn't, as he looked down at his bandaged left hand, knowing that just underneath the white cloth was a brand that's meaning was unknown to him.
A strong light was already coming in through the window. He had missed the sunrise.
Sighing he got up and started getting ready for the day.
"Danny!" Jack said as he burst into his son's room unannounced. "Come on my boy, when need to get to your morning training!" He said confidently before rushing out of the room.
Danny groaned. That was exactly what he needed, to do something that he was terrible at to make him feel even worse.
But there was no arguing with his dad, so he went to the armory to get the practice gear. Strapping on the loose armor he went over to were the dull iron practice sword lay. He was prepared to struggle to lift the thing, but to his shock he picked it up with ease. It felt as light as a feather in his hand.
"This... this isn't possible." Danny murmured to himself. His eyes glanced as his left hand which had a glove over it as well as the bandages. But he could still feel the black mark upon his skin. It scared him. It scared him that it existed. But the thought that anyone would find out about it scared him even more.
"What's keeping you, Danny!" His father called out. Danny didn't have time to think about things. He would just have to pretend that everything was ok. He grabbed a shield and ran out of the armory. "There you are!" Jack shouted grinning from ear to ear. "I think we will have a bit of light sparring this morning. Just do your best and I'm sure you'll be great!"
Danny gulped a little on the inside. His father wasn't known for his self control. In truth, the grizzly bear of a man didn't know his own strength, and everyone who sparred with him usually ended up hurt. "Alright, ready... start!" Jack shouted and swung his practice sword at his son.
Danny saw the dull blade coming towards him. He instinctively lifted his shield and the attack smashed against him. But to his continued amazement, he stopped the hit. It didn't even feel like he was straining himself.
Danny shrugged off the attack and swung his sword which his father blocked. "Good! I knew you could do it!" Jack shouted as the match continued.
It was almost like an out of body experience for Danny. He was in complete control of his actions, but none of it seemed real. He could hardly feel the weight of the blows that they were exchanging. The notices of the world faded out. He couldn't even hear the sound of metal on metal as the swords clashed.
Jack tried for an over hand thrust but when Danny blocked it with his shield the blade of the sword snapped from the strain. During the moment of surprise, Danny moved in closer and pointed the tip of his sword and his father's chest.
Reality seemed to come to a stop and it was several seconds before anything happened. "I... I'm so proud." Jack said, tears coming to his eyes. Danny was too shocked to say anything. He had beaten his father. "I've got to tell everyone! Mads! Mads, you won't believe this!" He shouted running off towards where his wife would be preparing breakfast.
Danny felt numb. He should be happy shouldn't he? He had always been rather weak, but now he was strong.
But all it did was make him scared. Scare of why he was strong. And what was the cost. Nothing was ever free.
"You should have seen it Maddie! Our little boy is becoming a fine Templar in training!" Jack said loudly between mouthfuls of pancakes.
"Well, we never doubted that." Maddie said as she placed a plate in front of her son. Maddie Fenton was Danny's mother and one of the most skilled Templars at the outpost.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Jack shouted before pulling out a large metal box. "Take a look at this!"
"What is it?" Danny asked, hoping that it would be something that could take his mind of things.
"Its a device that uses Lyrium to detect the Fade's energy that are left behind by demons and blood mages." Jack said existedly. "With this baby we will be able to track down the Malificarum, no mater where they try to hide! I call it, the Fenton Demon Finder!"
So much for getting Danny's mind off of demons and the Fade. He should have known that it was always about the Malificarum with his father. The mages who used magic against other humans and by doing so go against the will of the Maker.
"Here let me show you!" Jack said, pulling out a large blue crystal that gave off a strange glow out of a chest using some special gloves. It was Lyrium, a substance of mana. The stuff was pretty hard to get, not because it was a rare mineral or anything like that. But because the Chantry controls all imports off it. One of there ways to keep track of the mages. But Danny's mom and dad were pretty famous as the mad scientist that work with the stuff.
Danny's left hand twitched at the sight of the crystal's blue light. "We just put the raw ore in here." He said lowing it into his device. "And now we just go around and the crystal will turn red whenever... oh..." He cut off as the lyrium started to give off a solid red light. "That's odd. It shouldn't be finding anything right now."
Jack started to wave the thing around. The light becoming weaker or stronger depending on it's distance from Danny. Danny's heart sank into his shoes at the thought of what this meant. Jack swung the thing around to rest right in front of Danny and it burned even brighter than ever. Danny could feel his hand burning from the close proximity to the lyrium.
Jack frowned, a look of concentration passing his face. But before he could jump to any conclusion, Jazz got angry. "Would you two stop talking about demons at the table? It isn't a healthy conversation to talk about in front of your children. Why don't you ever think about how Danny feels about you blabbering on about demons?" Jazz said angrily. She got up and grabbed Danny's arm. "Come on Danny, we'll take Cujo out hunting for now. I think you could use some time away from these two."
Danny gratefully went with her. Leaving his parents to wonder why the device stopped sensing anything the moment they left the room.
"Alright this should be far enough." Jazz said after they had been walking for around ten minutes. She then sat down at the base of a tree and pulled a book out of her hunting bag.
"Do you think mom and dad realize this is what you mean whenever you say 'going hunting'?" Danny asked as he sat at a different tree. Cujo coming over to him and resting his huge head on Danny's lap in order to get his ears scratched.
"I doubt it." Jazz said as she turned to her leaf book mark. "They really don't seem to care about anything but mages and demons. And not in a good way."
"Yeah..." Danny mumbled, pulling his legs and causing Cujo to roll over.
"What's wrong?" Jazz asked.
"There... there's nothing wrong." Danny said quickly.
"Somehow that wasn't very convincing." Jazz said raising an eyebrow.
"There..." Danny dropped off. He buried his head in his knees. "Please... please just believe that everything is alright." Danny begged.
Jazz considered him for a moment till Cujo nudged into her and whined. "Oh alright." She said scratching the dog behind the ears. "Just remember that I'm always here to listen, alright?"
"Thanks." Danny said smiling weakly. He knew she meant it. But he didn't know if he wanted to tell her. To tell anyone. He just wanted it all to go away.
"Sure thing. Now take a book." Jazz said before pulling another volume from her bag. It was a history of the Dalish elves. Not the most impressive of reads, but at least the Dalish usually tried to avoid contact with the spirits as much as possible and didn't go around imprisoning people for no reason. There was a lot of racism though. Just what Danny need to give him a good nap.
Hours later Danny and Jazz returned from the 'hunting trip' with two rabbits that had the great misfortune of catching Cujo's attention. "I'll put up the bows and arrows." Danny said taking his sister's bow and quiver.
"Alright. I'll meet you inside." Jazz said before continuing inside.
Danny cared the weapons to the small armory and placed them on the shelves. But as he went to leave a large rat shot across his path, startling him.
Danny stumbled back as his right hand went up. A bolt of green light shot from his hand and blasted the rat across the floor. Danny went into shock at what had just happened.
He had used magic.
That night, Danny couldn't sleep. His mind was too cluttered with everything that was going on. He just couldn't understand it all. Was he possessed by a demon? If that was the cause, then how come he was still in control of his actions? Shouldn't he be hearing the demon's whispers, telling him to kill his family or something?
He got out of bed and walked over to a window. He tried to look out at the sky, but it was to overcast for him to see anything. "Looks like even the stars hide out during a blight." Danny muttered. "Stars..."
Something clicked and his eyes widened in horror. He grabbed a candle and rushed to the outpost's library. He scanned through the volumes until he found the one he was looking for; a book of old constellations. He throw it down on the desk and flipped from page to page, wanting to be done before anyone found him.
After a few dozen pages he found wait he was searching for. What he had been afraid to find. The Tevinter constellation of 'Silentir' a set of stars that could only be seen in the countries to the far north. It was associated with the Old God Dumat, the Dragon of Silence, the very first archdemon who brought about the first blight which lasted two hundred years.
There on the pages was an artist depiction of the Archdemon, taking the form of a hideous black dragon with green eyes. And to the right was the Tevinter's symbol for Dumat, an oddly shaped 'D' that didn't quite connect on the bottom.
It was enough to push Danny over the edge. He fell to his knees and began to sob. He wasn't possess by a demon. He was a vessel for a false god, and the worst of the false gods, who attempted to over throw the Maker and brought about the creation of the Darkspawn, the king of dragons and demons, the teacher of blood magic, the monster who brought death to entire kingdoms before the Gray Wardens were ever formed, the one that darkened the Golden City.
It was worse than anything Danny could have ever imagined. He tried to pray to the Maker that he would wake up, and that it will have all been a dream. But a slow chant sounded in the back of his mind. The words of Dumat as written in the Chantry's Canticle of Silence.
Ye may call out to your Maker,
But he will not answer your prayers.
For in the Darkness of the Night,
there is naught but Silence.
Is Danny ungrateful, or is it completely rational for a boy raised on the good book to hate having all the powers of Satin? Actually Dumat would be like Super Satin, since he actually destroyed heaven, unleashed monsters into the world, and got god to say '**** humanity, I'm leaving'. Even if he is only one of seven Old Gods.
I made that last one chant thing. There is a Canticle of Silence in Dragon Age, but those lines are not in it, to my knowledge... I mean they could be... but I don't think that they are. It would be weird if they were, but it wouldn't be the first time I've randomly pulled something out of my *** and found that someone else had pulled the exact same thing out of their ***.
Sorry for changing the title so much, but I'm trying to figure out where the heck I am even going with this story.
Right now I don't have any internet... I mean as I type this I don't have internet. I will need it when I upload this stuff obviously. So I'm not really sure how much of what I put is accurate. I already know that Dumat is the dragon of silence who was responsible for the first blight, but the rest of it I am not so positive about. (I am actually having *magicdust1* and *evildragon1* in my notes to be replaced by the real words later.)
Danny realizes that there is something up, but he is trying to run away from it and hide from what has happened. (Like any rational person would do) So something is going to have to happen to force him to face what he has become and use the power he has been give.
That's enough spoiling the story for now. I can spoil more later. (Though I am pretty sure that anyone with half a brain could have figured that much out. Sorry if I sound bitter right now, I just got out of teaching freshmen. They are all thick as bricks and half as colorful. Their only character trait being their ability to accurately imitate a cow staring at an on coming train.)
To GirlFish. I actually never got into 'Oh My Goddess', I saw the first few episodes, but then wrote it off as just your stander Herm story. With minus points due to slow passing and an unrelatably relatable main character. I never even to the plot after five episode and that is why to much time. It would be alright if they were building up an epic world or interesting characters during that time, but they weren't so I got bored and left.
And before you ask, 'no'. The Box Ghost will not be in this story. He doesn't belong in any story that has good atmosphere and passing. He is a comic relief character with less depth than the kiddy pool. Bringing him up would just ruin any chance I have of the demons and abominations being taken seriously.
