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When I was exploring Lowtown's markets for ingredients, I had seen her long graceful legs. I remember mine and hers used to walk beside each other. Oh, how I miss our walks…

Eden's eyes shot wide open to a dirt roof in sight. Her blue eyes immediately scanned the room, trying to find out where she was. Eden tried moving her arms and legs, but there was a force that was holding them down. She looked over to her wrists to see them strapped down to a table. She jerked around for a bit until a man had appeared next to the table.

The Man wore clothing only a noble could afford and a staff sheathed to his back. But the man held a giant metal cleaver in his right hand.

What was he planning to do?

Eden felt a surge of panic run through her veins. She wanted out now. If it was One thing she hated, it was being tied down. So her aura began to emit and she was pulling with all her might for the straps to break.

"What are you doing? Cease this instant!" He demanded while he kept the cleaver tight in his grip.

Then the straps broke and quick as Eden was, she shot a force spell. But she did not realize the strength she used with it, and the man slammed right into the wall. It crushed every bone in his body and he fell to the ground, lifeless.

Eden ripped the remaining tight straps that were wrapped around her ankles and hopped off the table she was laying on. She realized her weapon was not on her.

Eden approached the crushed corpse and looked around for the staff he was carrying, but sadly the staff was crushed along with his body. So she needed to find another weapon.

Eden turned and noticed the cleaver that laid innocently on the ground. Eden cringed at the knife, but she did not have much a choice. It was survival or death wasn't it? So she walked towards it and picked the cleaver up by the handle. She inspected it for a moment.

I wonder how many lives this cleaver has claimed…

Eden then relaxed her arm by her side as she walked out of this horrid room…

"Oh dear, I'm just going to have to use that other woman with her legs…"

~Six Hours Later~

The demons were on the prowl in this forsaken place. The shades slithered across the ground, searching. The Rage demons stalked the grounds, looking. The corpses laid lifeless on the ground, waiting. Each of the unholy creatures were looking for that spirit.

Eden made sure she hid very well behind whatever she could. But hiding was not such a good cover up at times. The demons were able to sense her, as much as she could sense them. So she had to hide behind a lot of things before they could sniff her out. But at the moment, she was walking freely around.

How long have I been walking around the same place? Eden thought as she neared a staircase.

I have seen that exact same vase in the same place about ten times…

Eden sighed as she walked down the same staircase in the same manner she did a few hours ago, except when she got down the stairs, she gracefully hopped off the last few steps.

Eden stopped in place once her feet landed on the ground. Her nerves fuzzed and her mind felt a sharp presence coming nearby. Eden turned behind her and quickly looked around the room she had just entered in.

She needed to hide, and quick.

Eden's eyes halted once they spotted an alcove with wooden boards nailed a quarter in front. The rest had large vases that blocked it. She ran towards it and moved the vase on the right further to its direction to make her way in. Eden slithered her body through the space she made and sat heavily on the ground. She placed the cleaver to her left and moved the vase back where it was to cover her hiding spot.

The alcove was fairly dark and the only light in it was the light flickering through the space between the wooden boards and the vases. Through that space, Eden was only able to see the top of the staircase and where the wall and the ceiling met.

Eden quietly picked up the cleaver and silently huddled tightly in the corner. She kept the cleaver close to her torso as she kept her eyes through the space. Eden remained quiet as she converted her heavy panting to silent breaths since they last thing she wanted to do was bring attention to herself.

Suddenly, two shade demons and a rage demon came into her vision. Eden's eyes stayed intent but she felt her heart beat faster as the shade demons and the rage demon passed right by. Eden was still for a few minutes just at the thought of thinking about the demons had almost caught her.

Once she felt that they were not near, she pushed one of the vases forwards and crawled out. Once she was out, she stood up and scanned around if there were any demons around.

Then something came into her presence and it felt like there were multiple of other presences coming from…the ground?

Eden saw four shade demons rise from the ground as two corpses pulled themselves from the earth. Eden tightened her grip on the cleaver while she began to emit her aura.

She raised her free arm and set a continuous fire at the two corpses that were behind her. Eden then ceased the flames and charged at one of the shade demons with her cleaver and sliced its arm right off.

Using just a cleaver to take down these demons would be difficult. But that was why the maker gifted her magic. Eden shot a chain of lightening to the shade demon close by her and it chained to the other demons that were slithering toward her.

The shade demon with one arm slashed her back and Eden cringed in pain. But she used a mind blast to forcefully push all of the demons that were crowding around her. The demons and corpses fell back a little and Eden was ready for whatever they would throw at her.

But they did not come back and attack her.

They turned away from her and focused their attention on something, or someone else.

Eden looked at the demons and corpses that were crowding their way around their new object of entertainment. But they seemed to be falling more quickly than when she was fighting them alone.

Eden had felt mixed presences in the room, but she suddenly felt the presences of demons stalking up behind her. She sharply turned behind her and deftly blocked the shade demon's strikes. Eden raised her arm and shot a spell at it to crush it from the inside. She then raised the cleaver and sliced right through the demon.

She wanted them gone…

Eden charged right at the demon that was only in her sight and she cleaved right through its head. The shade demon collapsed on the ground, lifeless and purposeless. She moved her eyes from the demon and to the familiar faces that she knew.

"Eden!" Hawke said with his eyes wide and maul tight in hand.

Although it made Eden relieved to see the face of Hawke, Fenris, Anders and Varric, there was still a piece inside of her that did not still feel safe and she could tell that by keeping her grip tight on her cleaver.

"Are you alright?" Anders asked as he took a step forward to see if she was.

Eden slowly turned to show the crew the claw marks that the shade demon did. Eden wasn't able to tell if the claws sunk into her skin or not. Most of the time, the scar would hurt. She then turned back to look at them.

Anders hesitated to tell her to turn around again, so he stepped back to where he was.

"How did you end up here?" Hawke asked curiously as he glanced at the cleaver she was holding onto.

"Bastard snuck up on me while I was sleeping. He used some sort of spell on me to make me paralyzed and lose consciousness. When I had awoken, I was strapped to a table. I managed to get out while killing the man there." Eden said with disgust. She thought it was pathetic that someone would dare to kidnap and attempt to kill her.

Hawke looked down at the ground for a moment. He looked upon it with sadness in those golden charming eyes of his. He then fixed them to Eden.

"I'm glad you're safe, Eden. But have you seen my mother around here?" He asked with sincerity but also worry.

Eden hesitantly shook her head. Truthfully, she did not see his mother around. Maybe that was why he was here, and not just for her. But the looks in Hawke's eyes were different than any time she had seen them before…

"Then we need to find her…" Hawke mumbled as he rested his maul on his shoulders.

Everyone nodded in unison then followed right behind Hawke as he led them down the hall. Varric glanced over to his right, seeing Eden walking beside them.

"Are you sure you want to come with us Metal Head? I mean you just got kidnapped, I'd imagine a woman would head straight home for rest." Varric suggested casually.

Eden looked over to Varric with a light smile like he was kidding.

"I'm not like other women you know."

"Say that to everyman in Kirkwall and your golden."

The party finally reached to one room after about a half an hour of fighting through demons. Hawke scanned around the small but empty room, to notice a cot at the opposite wall to his left. On the cot, from what his eyes and others could tell, was a body facing their back to them with a blanket laid upon the body. It was a body of a woman, a very familiar woman.

"Mother!" Hawke muttered as he ran towards the cot.

He halted once he reached the cot and hesitated before turning the body over so she would face Hawke. The body turned over and her face stared lifeless at Hawke.

"Alessa?" he questioned as he inspected the blood stained face.

Hawke noticed as his eyes looked at the blood stained blanket over her body. He tossed the blanket off the body and his eyes widened.

Alessa's lower half, namely her legs, were just chopped right off of her body. There still was a puddle of blood that was oozing out of the wounds.

Eden was able to see Alessa's body from where she was standing, very clearly. The sick bastard probably used her once he lost Eden. The sight of Alessa's corpse made her think, that could have been Eden on that cot. The thought brought shivers down her spine.

"Hawke, we need to move." Eden said as she approached behind Hawke.

He didn't move or say anything for moment but then nodded. He led the five of them out of the room and into the next.

Eden had always had that natural sense of a mage and a spirit, combining both that have connections to the fade was quite interesting. Sometimes when Eden could sense something, it was the presence that something had given off. When Eden sensed something important, she sensed something important.

When she entered this room, she could sense an impure or evil feeling. Whoever was giving off this presence was quite fiendish or someone who has been using an un-godly amount of blood magic.

The party arrived to see a man standing over a chair, touching another figure in the chair's face. Hawke's eyes narrowed to the man and he plastered on the most serious and aggressive face on.

"I was wondering when you would show up. Leandra was so sure you would come for her." The man said in a trance like tone as he lifted his eyes from the figure to Hawke.

Hawke twitched at the sound of his mother's name on this sick man's lips. Truthfully everyone in the room wanted this man to cease speaking and have his head sliced off his body.

"Where is she!" Hawke demanded in a deep tone.

The man's face stayed emotionless as he walked past the chair

"Your mother was chosen because she was special and now she's part of something greater." The man said stroking the figure's head.

"I don't want to hurt anyone. Release my mother and we'll go." Hawke said more sternly and harshly while still maintaining his cool.

Eden wasn't going to just go if he handed Leandra over. She wanted to rip every limb this man had since he had the nerve to successfully kidnap her. On the plus side she was absolutely not going to let a powerful blood mage like him, escape.

The man's evil blank eyes moved towards Eden for a moment. She was able to feel the impureness pierce through her own eyes. For a moment Eden actually felt fear.

His eyes then moved to the figure in the chair and Eden knew immediately who it was.

"She is here. She is waiting for you." The Man said deeply as he turned to face the figure in the chair.

"I have done the impossible. I have touched the face of the Maker and lived." He continued.

Hawke held the handle of his maul, ready to attack him. If he knew anything, it was this man was insane.

The man walked back over to the front of the chair and stared intently at the figure in front of him.

"I pieced her together from memory. I found her eyes, her skin, her delicate fingers…"

"And last her face… her beautiful face." The man said as he lifted the figure's chin up so that its eyes could look at his own empty eyes.

"I have searched far and wide to find you again beloved, and no force on this earth shall part us."

The figure stood up from the chair it was sitting on. As it stood or made any movement it limped like it was not natural. The figure limped slightly away from the chair and turned to face Hawke and his crew.

It was Leandra.

Hawke's eyes widened and his whole body stiffened at the horrific sight. It was as if Hawke's nightmares were made into a reality right before his eyes. This is what he had feared. He was too late, again.

The man swooshed his arms towards the left as he created a field of force around him. He then raised his arms and demons along with corpses arose from the ground behind Hawke's crew.

The demons and corpses overwhelmed the five of them. Hawke wanted ever more to bash that this Killer's head into the ground. But if he did not have magic he probably had a chance.

Eden shot a winter's grasp on a few shade demons that were approaching her. A few corpses were limping towards her and Eden charged immediately to them with her cleaver in hand. She sliced right through their frail bones and even cut into some shade demons that had got into her way.

Meanwhile Fenris and Hawke focused on a rage demon that was repeatedly trying to attack the two. Anders and Varric were fighting as much shade demons as possible that was coming their way. With Eden around it was another hand to help them.

Suddenly a force hit Eden straight to her and she hit her back straight against the hard wall. The second that her back had even touched the wall, her nerves signaled pain. Eden slid down the wall after her impact and landed on the ground. Her mind was telling her to get up and teach this demon a lesson, but her body was also telling her that it needed to be turned off.

Eden slowly rose up from the ground and noticed a desire demon that seemed to be looking straight at her. She quickly steadied her grip on the cleaver and shot a continuous fire spell on it. The demon shielded herself with her arms but was taking the damage. Soon the demon shrugged it off and tried pushing Eden by using a spell. But Eden stood her ground and ceased her fire spell then used a force spell to hold the demon which forced it to the ground. The demon tried resisting but Eden's magic was too powerful for the demon to shrug off now. Eden placed more force into the spell until the demon finally ceased to move.

But it was not the last desire demon that had appeared. There were two more that had came; each one had taken their place after death. But Fenris had taken care of the last desire demon and in doing so, caused the Killer's shield to come down and he was open for attack.

To their luck, there wasn't a swarm of demons attacking them. The Killer tried shooting a fire spell to Hawke and his crew but his magic was not working. The Killer showed a hint of fear in his eyes.

Hawke tightened his grip on Persuasion and kept his glare on the Killer. Hawke ran as fast as he could to the Killer and swung his maul straight at the Killer's head. The skull had cracked into various fragments of shapes as the maul made impact on the Killer's head. His body had then fell harshly on the ground, with no difference to his state of living or mind.

Hawke then looked up to see his mother limping towards him but then fell. His eyes widened and hopped over the corpse and towards his mother. He kneeled down and gently adjusted his mother's "body" so she was lying on the ground but rested her head on his thighs.

Hawke looked into his mother's eyes, her lifeless eyes from his golden lively eyes. What he saw in her face was eternal pain and suffering that she was awaiting.

"There's nothing I can do. His magic was keeping her alive." Anders said as he approached behind Hawke, trying to sound consoling.

Hawke felt his grip on his mother shudder. There was no way in this world that he would lose his mother.

"I knew you would come…" Leandra managed to say as she curved her mouth into a smile.

"Don't move Mother, we'll find a way to-"

"Sshh…Don't fret darling." Leandra interrupted Hawke in a kind tone.

"That man would have kept me trapped in here. But now I'm free."

"I'll be with Bethany, Carver…and your father. But you'll be all alone." She continued with a somber tone.

Hawke couldn't keep his cool, his mother was dying and he could care less if anyone cared if he was losing it. He couldn't bear with this moment.

"I should have watched over you more closely, I should have…" Hawke said painfully looking away from his mother's eyes, her guilty but innocent eyes.

"My little boy has become so strong." She said as Hawke looked over to his mother's eyes.

"I remember you were the boy who would make sure his brother and sister were safe, even if it meant risking your own life." Leandra said with warmth and comfort to her son.

"I love you. You always made me so proud…"

Leandra's eyes moved back and her body became a lifeless empty shell.

Hawke's eyes dimmed as his head hung down. That moment when she died, he could feel her soul slipping out of the shell and leaving him alone. Tiny droplets of tears fell from his eyes onto his mother's face.

Anders, Varric, Fenris and Eden watched behind Hawke as he held his mother in his arms. Anders was about to say something until Eden gripped onto his shoulder. Anders turned his head to Eden. She shook her head and released her grip.

Varric motioned the three towards the exit, to give Hawke alone time.

No one had expected this…

~Author's Note~

Sorry if this is a sloppy chapter, lately my mind has been able to function correctly. Saddy Deathday.

But to all of you, who want to know updates of when a next chapter or a new story is going to be up, then check out my profile. I plan on updating my profile to correspond of what I'm going to be doing. It's also a way for me to remember story ideas as well so check out my profile often.

I also wanted to write more for this chapter, but I shouldn't pressure my brain so much. Well read my next chapter since it will get into very good things…