Demon/Spirits talking

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Chapter Three: The Evils of Magic and Demons

It has been a while since Hawke has experienced an enjoyable dinner, in fact, it has been nearly a year since he had a meal he enjoyed and a conversation that didn't stop borderline violence or ends up being an argument about the relationship between Templars and Mages. Hawke stretched as he walked around his estate, it is an early morning where the sun is just barely peeking above the horizon of The Gallows. As the Champion walked around, he saw the servants up and about, trying to bring the comfy home back to life and ready for any guest that could walk in.

The Mage looked at everyone until realization sank, someone was missing and that someone is a being that shouldn't be left alone. Crystal blue eyes scanned at every possible hiding spot for the teenage looking demon with messy jet-black hair or blue depending on the light with a black, fur-tufted tail swaying behind him. The Mage swallowed the growing lump in his throat as he tried to fight the feeling of dread that has been growing.

"Bodahn, where is Rin?" The Mage finally asked the oldest of the household. The dwarf had looked towards the servant's quarters before he was directed back to Hawke.

"Mister Okumura is still asleep," Bodahn said as he allowed the foreign name to roll off his strange accent, "says it's too early to get up." The dwarf finished, and Hawke let out a sigh of relief. Giving his thanks the owner of the estate walks briskly to the Servant's Quarters only to see his Mabari lying in front of the closed door. Barkspawn raised his head and giving big pants as his acknowledgment to his owner. Hawke sighed and waited for the war hound to get up for him to open the door.

As if reading his mind Barkspawn got up and moved out of the way and observed when Hawke slowly placed his hand on the handle. Then several scenarios ran through his head of when to say or do near the Nephilim and base on his limited knowledge (such as how to fight and resist demon temptations) he doesn't know how to have a pleasant conversation about certain topics like he does with his companions. Hawke sighed as he managed to get his wits together and opens the door. He expected the bed to be empty with a note saying 'tricked you' or the Nephilim to be exploring the small wing of the estate; he didn't expect the Nephilim to be in one of the beds still asleep.

Hawke just stood there as he studies the slumbering male, how the soft blankets barely cover the pale skin as the Nephilim lays on his back with his head tilted slightly on top of the pillow that kept his head propped. His mouth open to reveal sharp canines as he gives light snores, a peaceful look on his face with messy hair covering a portion his flawless face. Hawke eyes then landed on the tail, and the urge to grab it returned tenfold, just as he is about to look away his Mabari rushed in. He didn't have time to react when the war hound jumped right onto Rin's stomach, and the teenager grunted as he was jolted awake.

The Mage can only cover his mouth to stop himself from shouting or laughing from Barkspawn wake-up call. The dog then slobbered allover Rin's face, and the Nephilim struggled as his fur, tufted-tail fluffed out much like cats do as a warning and his arms moving to push the war hound away.

"Okay!" Rin shouted, his voice still holding a trace sleep when the male seems to glare at the war dog. "I'm up! I'm up!" Barkspawn barked at the Nephilim, and the man just smiled as he pets the top of the mabari head as he murmured something. That's when the dog got off the bed to allow the teenager to sit up and the male then glared at Hawke, his messy hair strands blocking the upper portion of his face, but Hawke can still feel the intense blue eyes peering through his very being. "You planned this." The Nephilim said in a dark tone that made Hawke freeze to the spot he is standing.

"Why do you think I planned this?" Hawke asked, a little too calm for any average individual, the Nephilim scoffed and got up to reveal he is wearing a long undershirt that stopped below his hip and strange underwear that is crisscrossing between blue, white and black.

"Well, you did let him in, and you must have told him to do that, so I can get up at the crack ass of dawn." The Nephilim said. His tail swooshes about in anger but a rather lazy angry form. Hawke chuckled and raised both of his hands as a sign of defeat.

"Alright, you caught me," Hawke said, and the other male stood tall and nodded at him.

"You're worse than Yukio…" The Nephilim said and went to the chair that had his clothes laying on it. Hawke raised an eyebrow at what the Nephilim just said. The male got dressed, making sure to put the buttons in the right places and checked himself in the mirror to make sure he looks presentable. The teen looked back at him to see Hawke's expression, and he saw the tail went slightly limp. "Yukio is my younger twin brother…" he finally said and looked at himself in the mirror again. "We're fraternal twins, but he is taller and smarter than me and makes it his mission to kill every demon he deems evil." He continued.

"Is he…also an exorcist?" Hawke asked, trying to form his sentences correctly to get a good reaction from the younger male.

"He is…I only became an exorcist to kick my blood father's ass…then it became more personal…" he said and looked up at the ceiling as if something caught his attention. "It's strange, he denies that is like me…half demon and all but he acknowledges me as his brother, or so I think so." He says. Rin smooth down his shirt, and his tail recoiled under the upper portion of his clothes. "But I shouldn't trouble you about my past." Rin quickly said, getting off the topic of his sibling as he reached for his sheathed weapon and tied it to his waist. Hawke raised an eyebrow; it sounded a lot like his brother who expresses his deep hatred for magic even though three of his family members were born with it.

"Well, I am here if you wish to speak to me about it," Hawke said and the Nephilim moved past him and stopped at the door.

"I know, but I have trouble trusting people at times." He said and seemed to retreat from him. Hawke hand reached up and stroked his beard in thought, and he hasn't considered the own half-breed struggles and the mention of his family members cause him to recoil and only give brief descriptions then quickly retreat or change the topic. Then again, they only met yesterday so Hawke can't assume that everyone will open up to him about their problems – even though they do since he solves a shit load of them.

O.O

Rin entered the hallway of the estate and was stopped by a dwarf that is the adopted son of Bodahn. Rin looked at the smaller male, and he put his hand out and uncurled his fingers to reveal a stone that had a strange marking on it and giving an eerie glow. Rin tilted his head, the rock seemed to be singing to him, and when he touched it, the singing has gotten stronger to the point where his demon side hummed to it, and his human side listened in curiosity. Rin fingers slid over the marking and watched the strange arctic blue that glowed even brighter.

"Enchantment," Rin looked up at Sandal and sees him continue to give him a smile, "Enchantments are made from lyrium; demons also likes lyrium." With that Sandal left leaving a confused Rin to ponder the meaning of his words. With a shrug, Rin placed the strange rock that gave an Arctic glow into his pocket. The strange humming sounds coming off it helped calmed him down to a state he doesn't know how to define. Closing his eyes and tilting his head a bit, he listened to the music the stone gave even though it is in his pocket.

"Ready to go shopping?" Rin jumped as his moment of peace was interrupted, and he looked at Hawke. Giving a quick nod the half-breed followed the Champion out of the estate and to the Hightown markets, even though it is so early in the morning, Rin saw the streets were busy and merchants shouting out prices and their wares that they sell. Rin looked at each merchant goods, when they had books he cracked them open and watched the characters shift and change into something he can understand.

Hawke gladly bought him the books, so he can study their culture and history. For the next several hours it was like that, looking at merchandise for new clothing or a book that caught Rin's eyes and he was sure that his younger brother would be interested in reading it too – if he can decipher these words. Then one of Hawke's friends came by, the dark skin female with gold on her ears, lip and around her neck. She spoke to Hawke in a low tone, waving her hands that made Rin think that it was important. Closing the book, he was somewhat absorbed and tilting his head a bit, so his acute hearing can pick out their words.

"Anders…Templar's at…needs help…one of his…possessed…" Those were the few words he managed to pick out and Rin's eyebrows creased. The word possessed made alarms go off in his head, and Hawke nodded, giving a sad expression.

"Rin, Isabela is going to take you back to the Estate and no Isabela you cannot take him to the Blooming Rose," Hawke said in a stern tone and left. Rin blinked, and he looked to the women in question who posted at towards the other.

"Come on now," Isabela said and tried to herd Rin back to the estate, but Rin stepped away as his cobalt eyes followed Hawke who went to the stairs. Isabela bit her lip, and she stood there in thought before shrugging, "Why the hell not, he didn't say I have to take you back to his estate now." She said, and Rin looked at her with a smile.

"So, what's going on?" Rin asked, and Isabela shrugged again.

"Hawke mage buddy is having Templar problems." She started, "I went there, and I saw one of his apostate friends that help other mages escape from the circle tower there and saying something that someone is getting tranquiled just for reading books that the Chantry doesn't condone for them to read. " She said as her finger twirled around one of her dark locks. Rin blinked, and he opened his back that he got out one of the books that Hawke had got for him just out of curiosity.

There were several terms that Rin had to study on as well the history, culture, and interactions that most people have with other species of their kind. Rin opened the book as he flipped through it to study the Chantry laws about Mages and what is and isn't allowed. Isabela looked over at him with slight curiosity, and the male eyes darted over the characters in strange concentration. Rin bit his lip and looked up at her, unsure if he should ask this question to the female.

"I need to be there," Rin said out of the blue, and he kept the book under his arm and ran off the direction that Hawke went, leaving the female behind to haul his stuff back to the estate. Isabela waved goodbye and looked at the abandoned goods, and she sighed, knowing she would get in trouble if she didn't get it back to Hawke's estate.

O.O

When Hawke arrived at the Darktown clinic, he was shocked to see so many Templar's, practically inspecting everyone if they were apostates. The Champion briskly walked in, getting a few glances from the Templar's as he approached the Grey Warden that paced a bit. Hawke saw Anders struggling to keep the spirit or demon he harbors calm and unable to possess him.

"Anders, tell me what has happened," Hawke asked his voice low and tone quiet. The blond mage looked at him before looking at a female in the corner that the Templar's kept harping on about the rules of the circle as well the chantry and the possible punishments that could or would ensue.

"They have been harping on her for hours, and it's not helping either of our cases," Anders whispered and gave a few more glances towards the female Mage that kept fidgeting underneath the Templar's harsh tone. "I saw her scratching her arms repeatedly to the point of drawing blood, if they continue like this then we'll have bloodshed soon." He continued, and Hawke knew he would try to defend the Mage, but if she became an Abomination, then he wasn't sure what Anders would do.

Hawke looked at the female, she is considerably pale, and her clothing looked wet as if she has been walking around in the rain for hours. Around her eyes are dark as if she hasn't slept for days, then Hawke's eyes flickered down to her arms to see her sharp nails raking across her flesh, managing to break the skin and blood were finally drawn. The Champion flinched, he has fought too many blood mages and demons, but the sight of blood from a mage has always caused nightmares from him.

Slowly, a smile etched on the female face, and Hawke's fingers twitched.

"Get away from her!" Anders suddenly shouted as he started to emit the fade itself, but it was too late. The female body changed, and the Abomination lunged forward, its claws piercing the unexpecting Templar's flesh and ripping away chunks of muscle as blood splattered everywhere. Hawke took a step back and Anders – no Justice fidgeted at the sight of the demon.

"Curse you, tempter of man!" Justice shouted, grabbing for Anders staff as the voice of the spirit boomed out, catching the Abomination attention. The Abomination snickered, its claws opening to reveal how sharp they are, and Hawke couldn't help but sigh.

"What a lovely start to a beautiful day…" He murmured sarcastically.

"Hey guys!" a familiar voice called out, and he turned around to see the Nephilim running in, holding the book he bought for him to study later.

"Shit…"

1. Blue flames: Varric's nickname for Rin Okumura.

2. Rin's Nicknames for Characters of DA2

Varric: Pygmy – derogatory noun, a very small person, animal or thing.

Isabela: Succubus – Rin has finally caught on Isabela provocative and sexual innuendos and as deemed her Succubus in disguise to protect what left of his humanity.

Sebastian: Aria – Rin has studied a bit in the classes of exorcist, and he sees Sebastian as an Aria more than a Dragoon due to the priest chanting and chantry insight for people who are going through troubling times.

Aveline:

Hawke:

Merrill:

Fenris: Ōkami - Japanese:大神? Literally "great god," "great spirit" or "wolf" if written as狼

Carver:

Anders: Cleric – In RPG games the Cleric/Medic are classified as the healers of the group, which when I play the game Anders is always the healer in my group for DA2.

Justice:

Nickname ideas are welcomed.