Author's notes: FINALLY! In this final chapter writing this story started to feel like a chore. I worked really hard to meet my original expectations of reaching points where I could leave them so that I could leave them with a ''To be continued where-it-does-in-the-franchises''.

But I did it. Not perfectly maybe, feel free to complain if this chapter feels rushed, because I wrote all the endings just prior the publication.

Anyway, here it is, the final chapter.

Something ends, something begins

This was the endgame. Ciri and Avallac'h had made their escape from the Wild Hunt and Bruce had stood back because the Wild Hunt wasn't his problem and he wasn't theirs. Fen'Harel, or Solas as Gaunter O'Dimm had called him, had confessed the reason and means he had planned to use Bruce's anchor for. Tearing down an inter dimensional barrier called the Veil, that would cause unstable magical energies to run wild and lead to multiple deaths.

''Jesus, Alfred, count at the dead. It's thousands of people. What's next? Millions?''

''A ruse,'' Bruce said as the soldiers of the Wild Hunt didn't attack him or even move. ''You were just trying to scare them away.''

''I would not let Eredin get his hands on Zireael,'' Solas replied as his defense. ''She is still needed to stop the White Frost.''

''Making sure one natural disaster doesn't happen so the one you're planning can happen,'' Bruce said walking a circle around Solas. ''You're no different from someone else I know.''

''I am not Corypheus, Eredin or Ra's al Ghul,'' Solas said reminding Bruce that he had read his memories from his dreams. ''I take no joy or pride from any of this.''

"'For the good of the planet and for my people' exactly what Ra's would say,'' Bruce said pointing out his comparison. ''You don't have any faith in the humanity. Or if you did, you just gave it to Gaunter O'Dimm with your soul, didn't you?''

Solas responded by drawing out his staff and pulling the wolf's head hood to cover his head.

''Well, I tried,'' Bruce said drawing the grabble gun and threw gas pellets between them.

Solas first attack was immolating the spot Bruce had been, only to spread the smoke and reveal Bruce had changed his position.

''Fascinating, but fruitless,'' Solas said scouring his surrounding area. ''We are fighting in a bright clearing and not is a dark city. You are out of your element here, Batman.''

''That has never stopped me before,'' Bruce's voice said from above the trees. ''But if you want to level the playing field-''

PTOOTH!

The grabble gun was fired and Solas reacted by turning to where he had heard it. From right above him where Bruce was freefalling right towards Solas, with the grabble gun's line and hook reaching towards

THOCK!

Solas' staff. When they made contact, Bruce pulled the line to get the staff pulled from Solas hand and use it to soften his landing, before

CRACK!

breaking the staff in two pieces.

''How is your hand to hand?'' Bruce asked throwing the pieces away.

FOOM!

Solas reached his hand towards Bruce, conjuring an aura around his body and lifted him in the air.

''Understand this, Bruce Wayne, what will happen is not your concern,'' Solas told Bruce as he approached him. ''It is my burden to bear-''

Vworp!

Thomb!

Small pulse charge from Bruce's anchor caused the aura around him to dissolve and in the shock of surprise, Bruce kicked Solas to the side of his head and punched him to the ground.

''Believe me, I understand,'' Bruce said pushing his foot on Solas' head. ''You want to save your people by killing those you see superior to you. I have been in that place before too.''

''If we believe there's even a one percent chance that he is our enemy, we have to take it as an absolute certainty. And we have to destroy him.''

''I failed him, in life. I won't fail him in death.''

''People are still good. We fight, we kill, betray one another. But we can rebuild. We can be better. We have to.''

''You don't have to take that route, Solas,'' Bruce said trying to reach down to the elf. ''You can work with the Inquisition to help your people without resorting to-''

CHACK!
CHACK!

Two shots right into his back, Bruce was caught off guard. Bruce lost his footing and fell on his side.

''Forgive, Bruce, I was wrong about you,'' Solas said still laying on the ground next to wounded Bruce. ''You had the right idea of what should be done, but unfortunately it is a road I cannot take anymore. If I could, I would take your course of action.''

''Solas... don't…'' Bruce begged gasping for air.

''Goodbye,'' Solas replied and

Foof!

phased away, leaving Bruce to bleed out in the clearing.

''Bianca!''

Inquisitor Lavellan had raced as fast as she could to the Altar of Mythal with Cassandra, Dorian and Varric. It was a long way, but the Inquisition's mounts were the finest you could find in Thedas thanks to Horsemaster Dennet. Getting closer to the clearing where the Altar was located, Varric's crossbow, Bianca, had been pulled out from Varric's hands and towards the Altar.

As they reached to the clearing, where they had expected to find Bruce Wayne and Cirilla Riannon as the Well of Sorrows had told the Inquisitor, all they could find was Wayne. Laying on the ground near Bianca, bleeding out from the wounds on his back.

''Wayne!'' Inquisitor Lavellan called out as they reached to Wayne, whose skin had already begun to pale from the blood loss. ''He is badly wounded. We need to get him help-''

''Solas…'' Wayne grabbed the Inquisitor from her collar to pull her closer.

''What?'' Inquisitor Lavellan said in the shock of surprise hearing her missing lover's name from the dying man.

''Solas… is…'' Wayne tried to say before, letting go and falling back to the ground, dead.

''Solas is what?'' Inquisitor Lavellan asked desperate to know what Wayne had tried to say. ''Wayne, why did you say that name?''

''He was shot with Bianca's bolts,'' Varric said having collected his crossbow. ''Was he trying to say Solas took Bianca and-''

''WAYNE! WHY DID YOU SAY SOLAS' NAME!?'' Inquisitor Lavellan yelled shaking Wayne's dead body.

''Something happened here that caused him to die,'' Cassandra said looking down on the deceased as the realist among them. ''Whatever that was and he tried to tell us, that knowledge is dead with him.''

Dorian kneeled next to the Inquisitor to look at Wayne's dead body and reached to remove his mask.

''Based on the look on his face, he was desperate to tell us whatever he was trying to tell us,'' Dorian said putting his hand over Wayne's eyes and closed them. ''It is a shame that Necromancy doesn't work so that it could be used to ask him what that was.''

''Inquisitor, what do you wish to do next?'' Cassandra asked.

Inquisitor Lavellan looked at Wayne's face and then down to the heralding on his armor's chest, remembering the young man dressed in a similar armor and mask who had come to his assistance at Skyhold.

''He has friends and family somewhere, carrying this symbol as he is,'' Inquisitor Lavellan said getting back on her feet. ''We take him with us back to Skyhold and let Josephine and Leliana find them, so he can be taken back home.''

Skyhold

Returning to their stronghold took it's time, but eventually they did. Wayne's remains were carried on Varric's mount, who felt guilty that his crossbow had been used to cause his death. Riding their mounts on the drawbridge to the gate, they found Josephine waiting for them, looking more anxious than usual, which was odd since she has usually been good at hiding that.

''Inquisitor, you need to follow me to the War Room immediately,'' Josephine said as soon as she saw them.

''What is it?'' Inquisitor Lavellan asked.

''I cannot say it out here,'' Josephine said with a strict attitude. ''Now, it is urgent.''

''We will handle Wayne,'' Varric said reassuringly with Dorian and Cassandra nodding.

Inquisitor Lavellan took it to follow Josephine up to the upper courtyard and inside the castle. They walked through the Great Hall and Josephine's office to the hallway leading to the War Room. Warden Commander Amell was sitting on a bench outside the door and greeted the Inquisitor as she walked past her.

In the War Room, Leliana and Cullen were standing on their usual places on the other side of the war table where Josephine also took her place. But there were three other people in the War Room as well, two men and a woman wearing traveling cloaks that helped them stay incognito.

''Inquisitor Lavellan,'' Josephine said as one of the men turned to face the Inquisitor and removed his cloak to reveal a stern older man with long, graying black hair, ''I present to you Emhyr var Emreis, the Emperor of Nilfgaard.''

''Caedmil, Inquisitor,'' Emperor Emhyr said greeting the Inquisitor in the same language that Eredin had used.

''Anderan atish'an, your highness,'' Inquisitor Lavellan greeted the Emperor in Elven and nodded her head as a bowing gesture. ''What do we owe this pleasure?''

''As I understand, it was your Ambassador who contacted us with information that pulled me from leading my forces against Redenia,'' Emperor Emhyr said. ''You said you had contacted my daughter?''

''Yes, we sent a messenger raven to you,'' Inquisitor Lavellan said acknowledging it. ''But I understand Nilfgaard being far to the east from Ferelden, on the other side of the ocean. How did you manage to come here this fast?''

Emperor Emhyr answered this question by directing the Inquisitor's attention to the woman accompanying him.

''This is Yennefer of Vernerberg from the Lodge of Sorceresses,'' Emperor Emhyr said as the woman removed her cloak to reveal the face inhumanely beautiful woman with raven colored black hair. ''Duties and responsibilities to the Empire would keep me in Vizima, but sorceresses' traveling magic gave me a window of opportunity to respond to your Inquisition's letter in person.''

''Convenient,'' Inquisitor Lavellan said glancing at the sorceress and mentally comparing her to Morrigan while assuming the third person was soldier ordered to protect the Emperor. ''So you came to ask for-''

''Your Ambassador informed me that your Inquisition encountered my daughter with a person of interest,'' Emperor Emhyr answered in a stern attitude while glaring at Josephine and Cullen. ''I was also told by your general about the visitors you got before our arrival.''

The meeting was conducted as changing of notes. Emperor Emhyr was told of Bruce Wayne, his anchor and how he was captured at the Halam'Shiral, where he had been in the company of Cirilla Riannon. Of how after Wayne had been brought to Skyhold, it was attacked by the Wild Hunt, who had retreated to go after Wayne and Riannon, and how Wayne had been found dying at the Altar of Mythal, alone.

''And where is Wayne now?'' Emperor Emhyr asked.

''He died before we got back here,'' Inquisitor Lavellan said. ''I'm afraid we don't have a lot of information to- ''

''Where are you keeping Wayne's body?'' Yennefer asked.

''Excuse me?'' Inquisitor Lavellan asked.

''Bruce Wayne's body,'' Yennefer said repeating her question, ''where is it?''

Skyhold, Infirmary

Bruce Wayne's remains were already being tended by mages. Morrigan, Vivienne and Fiona had already when they had learned about him developed an interest on the anchor in his left hand and how it's magical origin. With Wayne dead now, asking him about it was out of the table and it was up to them to study and learn about what it was by doing tests and-

''Step away from the body,'' was called from the door.

''What is-'' Fiona asked until she, Vivienne and Morrigan were brushed away from Wayne's body by Yennefer's hand gesture.

''Timetable, I don't have a lot of time,'' Yennefer said with her hand glowing with magic as she approached Bruce Wayne's body on the table it was laying. ''Celain, celain, deffraen!''

''My dear Inquisitor, who is this woman?'' Vivienne asked as Inquisitor Lavellan arrived to the infirmary.

''Yennefer of Vernerberg, she was sent by the Nilfgaardians,'' Inquisitor Lavellan answered as Yennefer continued casting her spell on Bruce Wayne's dead body.

''Celain, celain, davedar!'' Yennefer continued as black fog begun to gather around the body. Then-

''GHAAAAAAAAP!''

Bruce Wayne suddenly grasped for air as black fire around him forced him to open his eyes and his body flexed out. The sudden resurrection at the hands of the sorceress shocked the mages, the Inquisitor as well as Varric and Hawke who had also been looking after Wayne's remains. Only Yennefer stood her ground by his side.

''Are you the one they call Bruce Wayne?'' Yennefer asked firmly keeping herself in charge.

''I am… VENGENCE! I AM… THE KNIGHT!'' Wayne groaned in pain while also trying to gasp for air to his lungs. ''I… AM… BAT-''

''I don't care about your titles,'' Yennefer said doing a pull gesture with her hand as to pull Wayne to a better restraint. ''You are the last known person seen a young woman with ashen hair and green eyes? Are you not?''

Vworp…

''Cccciri,'' Wayne hissed from behind his teeth. ''Sshhhee'sss withhhh… Avallaaac'hhh…''

''Where are they?'' Yennefer asked a little calmer but still kept herself in the dominating position.

Vworp..!

''Solas…'' Wayne said as his voice begun to sound clearer for Inquisitor Lavellan to recognize that name again, ''mentioned Velen. He scared them away-''

''What about Solas!?'' Inquisitor Lavellan asked barging her way between Yennefer and Wayne. ''Have you seen him? Where is he!?''

VWORP!

TSAAAP!

Getting closer to Wayne, his and the Inquisitor's anchors came into close contact and it made them both react. Magical energies poured from the Inquisitor's anchor to Wayne's anchor, which started to give out a pulse, which in turn started to repel the black fog from around Wayne's body.

''What the hell is happening?'' Varric said knowing he would never have the imagination to make something like this up in one of his books.

''She has healed, finally, the unpure blood has been purged,'' Cole said, revealing himself sitting on a table next to Wayne. ''The part of her in you is not sick anymore. She can move on now.''

''Kid, what is that supposed to mean?'' Varric asked when the pulses coming from Wayne's anchor begun to come out stronger.

VWORP!

VWORP!

VWORP!

VWORP!

VWORP!

THUMB!

And as they did, Wayne begun to phase out of the existence until he was no longer there.

Back in the War Room

''I can theorize that whatever the origin for Wayne's anchor was, it reacted to my necromancy by returning his life essence to his body and with the Inquisitor's anchor revitalized his body back to life,'' Yennefer said explaining what had happened at the Infirmary, according to her understanding. ''His whereabouts are best left to speculation, but he managed to tell me what we came here to do.''

''Tell what has become of Cirilla?'' Emperor Emhyr asked, passively demanding for the answer.

''He mentioned Velen and an Avallac'h who is supposed to be in her company,'' Yennefer answered.

''Aen Seidhe name,'' Emperor Emhyr replied turning around. ''She is running from Eredin and Wild Hunt with another elf.''

Then he turned back around to face Inquisitor Lavellan.

''We have learned everything we can here,'' he said as a declaration. ''Thank you for your hospitality. It is time that we return to Vizima.''

''Of course, your highness,'' Josephine said keeping up the diplomatic relations with a positive reply.

THOOM!

Yennefer raised her arms and spread them to open a magical portal for her and for the Emperor to leave. They did, leaving the Inquisitor and her advisors to the War Room.

''Well, that situation concluded quickly,'' Inquisitor Lavallan said as they left to leave the War Room as well through Josphine's office. ''Suppose we hear about-''

''Revered Mother,'' Leliana said as they stepped into Josephine's office where there was a Revered Mother from the Chantry waiting for them.

''Your Worship,'' the Revered Mother said addressing Inquisitor Lavellan, ''I bring news from Val Royeaux. The Clerics of the Chantry have come to united vote for the next Divine.''

''Really? I mean, that is good,'' Inquisitor said so surprised she almost missed the point of the message. ''Who got chosen?''

''Sister Leliana, Your Worship.''

TO BE CONTINUED IN DRAGON AGE INQUISITION: TRESSPASSER DLC

White Orchid

A fight had sparked out in a tavern at White Orchid from a patron not being pleased at the barkeep's open attitude at the Nilfgaardians. The patron had taken it up to abuse the Barkeep, to which an elderly Witcher had stepped in between, only to antagonize the rest of the patrons and their superstitions on Witchers. The fight ended with most of the patrons dead and two Witchers walking out of the tavern, only to be confronted by Nilfgaardian soldiers.

''That brawl? We didn't start it,'' the other, younger Witcher said to their defense, but his attitude quickly changed.

''Excuses, excuses…'' raven haired sorceress said walking towards them from the middle of the soldiers, ''you've haven't changed a bit.''

''Ye… Yen? How?''

TO BE CONTINUED IN WITCHER 3: WILD HUNT

Somewhere far away

Rain, it was going to rain soon, and yet it felt like his clothes were already wet. His breathing also felt hard to do in the fog, and as he felt the spot in his body where it stung, he felt the blood from reopened wounds. He had been shot and… what had happened them? How had he ended up here and where was here?

Working his way up on his feet, he knew he had to get out of this alley. It hurt and it took a lot of effort. When he was up on his feet, he could see light on at the end of the alley. And where there was light, there would be people.

''Hey!'' he tried to speak with his voice not carrying very far.

He needed to get to the people at the light where the people would be. Walking would have been easier if he didn't need to keep preassure on his reopened wounds and the only way he could stay up was to lean against the wall.

BANG!

Then he heard the gun shot.

BANG!

And the other shot, that drew attention to the opposite direction from where he was. He needed to get out faster if he was going to get help from the people at the light when they still could see him.

TO BE CONTINUED IN CONSPIRACY THEORY OF GOTHAM CITY

Author's notes: Because the Trespasser DLC starts from a two years later from where Dragon Age Inquisition ends, I just felt like leaving it to the election of the new Divine, who in the play-through where I played as female mage, ended up being Leliana.

As for the Witcher Ending, on both of my play-throughs, New Game and New Game Plus, I chose to romance Yennefer, so it felt natural to leave that part of the story to where she and Geralt are reunited in White Orchid in the beginning of the game.

Bruce's ending on the other hand, it leaves to a fanfic I wrote a year and a half ago, named up there, which had this cold opening.

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Everyone: I would like to thank everyone who has followed this story, marked it as their favorite and kept reading it to keep me on writing it to it's finish. You guys are great!

Lio: Thanks for sticking around for the end regardless. I still had to hold up the canon because this was an in-between story where Solas would end up where we saw him in Trespasser DLC. I hope the Nilfgaardian interaction wasn't too rushed(who am I kidding, of course it was).