Heroes of the Past and Present

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Chapter 12 (At All Costs)

"Sinjin, maybe you should have let your family know what you're doing," Trina said as they moved through the bright portal. Sinjin shrugged his shoulders and flashed a brief smirk.

"They wouldn't believe me."

"Yeah, neither would I…" When they stepped out, Trina was startled by the appearance of an entirely new world. The air was cleaner than LA's air, the wind had a warm breeze that blew through her hair. Aveline and Bethany walked past them, with Bethany still staring at the outfit Aveline was wearing. "This has to be a dream." She looked from Sinjin to Tori, chuckling nervously as they scanned the surroundings.

"For a dream, it kind of sucks," Sinjin muttered. "I am not feeling too well all of a sudden, it's like my body's on fire." She stiffened while Bethany and Aveline looked over. The dream was soon to be a nightmare as she heard each of Tori's friends from behind. A surge of anger shot through her and she spun on her heels, glaring at them. They froze under her glare, none of them were able to speak except Jade, who bravely stepped forward.

"We wanted to join you, Trina. We wanted to help."

"If this is your attempt at trying to win me over, then you may as well turn around and go back through that portal."

"No. We're staying." Trina narrowed her eyes and looked to the others, each of them were beginning to sweat, and it wasn't even that hot! Cat wiped her brow while Andre started moaning about feeling worse than when they were stuck in Beck's RV. Jade glanced over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes, "What's wrong with you guys?"

"It's Merrill's spell," Bethany gasped. "They're descendents!" Trina's eyes began to widen while Aveline asked where the others were. "Right around the corner, I have to let them know!" She didn't want to believe these people were descendents of these legends, and how could she? The shocking thing was that Sinjin was undergoing this effect too, so who was his descendent. Tori wasn't going through it, and neither was she, but there was likely good reason for that.

"Oh god," Sinjin stumbled to the right and Trina quickly rushed to his side. Tori hurried over, helping her move Sinjin against a rock. He put his hand over his abdomen and leaned his head back, staring up at the sky. "I feel incredibly sick. It's almost like…there's some kind of…" She felt his head, growing incredibly worried for his safety as he continued to moan.

"Shh, it's going to be all right Sinjin. Just…we need to find out who your ancestor is, then it'll be fine. Just hang in there."

"There's something else," Tori nudged her and rubbed her own stomach, "There's like a strange feeling in my stomach. Do you feel it? I'm not feeling feverish, just, nauseous."

"No…"

"How can you not feel it?!" Cat shrieked from where she was standing. "I feel like I'm about to explode!" She, Tori, and Sinjin seemed to be worse off. Despite the fact that Tori wasn't experiencing any pain, she was still moaning over a strange feeling inside of her. Trina was scared for them, and immediately called Aveline and Bethany for help. That's when she saw them.

Anders, Isabela, Sebastian, Merrill, Fenris, and Varric. All of the legends were walking towards them. She was paralyzed, studying them one by one. The dwarf, Varric, burly and strong looking with a charming smile. Fenris, the broody elf with white hair and tattoo markings that had been carved into him with magic. Merrill, the elf mage who was struggling to quit blood magic. Isabela, the witty pirate, and Anders, the one who would destroy the lives of the innocent. She knew each of their destinies by heart, and couldn't believe they were here.

Bethany introduced them all while Tori's friends individually sat beside Sinjin at the rocks. She could see sweat pouring down their faces, all except Sebastian. Her Grandfather. The friends seemed to be terrified at first, but they relaxed. "I can explain the feeling inside you three," Bethany began, "It's magic. You've always had it, but the second you step into this time…through that portal…I guess that tapped into it. You're descended from Mages."

"Oh," Sinjin chuckled helplessly and closed his eyes, "Great. Which one am I descended from, then?" Trina remained kneeling beside him, slowly running her trembling fingers through his hair and kissing his forehead.

"Just stay calm Sinji. We'll get to the bottom of this." They knew the obvious, Bethany and Tori were tied in an odd way. With her being the great-great aunt. So it left Merrill, or despairingly so, Anders. Sinjin seemed well aware of this, and not a bit pleased. Trina didn't care, there were at least five hundred years worth of difference between them, and he would never resort to vile acts to prove a point.

"She looks just like her," she heard Sebastian whisper. She bowed her head and Jade immediately requested everyone figure out who was whose descendent so they could get to the bottom of whatever the hell was going on. "Now the question is which one is Anders's…" Sinjin rolled his eyes and Trina quickly looked up, remembering that it was Sebastian that never got along with well Anders. None of them really trusted him.

"Shit."

"Trina," Sinjin whispered while gazing into her eyes. "I really don't want to see my ancestor have to die, you know…why the hell is he my ancestor?" She smiled lovingly at him and lifted her shoulders.

"I guess it just figures, huh? It doesn't matter though, Sinji…I don't care who your ancestors were." Though it did bring up the question of how in the hell Anders found time to have children, and did he even know he had kids? She looked over her shoulder at the buff, orange haired mage with the grey renegade coat and black staff. "Anders…come here…" The mage raised his eyebrows and started to make his way over, gazing nervously at Sinjin. "Help him. Please."

Sinjin slowly reached out, moaning in defeat as Anders grabbed his hand. In that moment, Sinjin's body started to relax and his eyes opened fully. Anders gave a chuckle and Sebastian did a double take. "Wow…So…"

"Just one question," Sinjin began, "When have you found the time to have kids?" Isabela stepped next to Anders and smirked at the mage.

"Ooh, you've been more active than I have, haven't you Anders?" The man started to blush and helped Sinjin up to his feet. Trina and Tori rose up and watched as the others went to the group sitting down.

"There was this one woman I met at my clinic a few years ago," Anders suggested while running his hand through his hair. "I haven't heard from her sense. A Ferelden refugee, I think." Sinjin scoffed and smacked his hand into the air.

"He doesn't even know! Great! Go figure, my mom said I come from a long line of women whose husbands were never known. Deserters and cowards, the whole lot of them." Trina rubbed his back and slowly looked towards the others.

"Isabela, Andre said he had pirate ancestors," Aveline pointed to Andre and Isabela's eyebrows instantly rose. A smirk formed on her face as she quickly pulled Andre to his feet. The boy's ashen, sweat covered face started to relax as he turned his gaze towards Isabela.

"Whoa, you're my ancestor?"

"You don't look too shabby yourself," She joked while looking at the outfit he was wearing. "Aveline, where on earth did you find these people anyway? What are they wearing, and how did you manage to get all our descendents together?"

"Luck. Somehow our descendents have crossed paths together. There are probably hundreds of descendents out there, I just happened to get sent to the place where all of them were together. Strange as it is...might have to do with Merrill's spell that affected all of us."

Trina couldn't help but to giggle when she saw the look on Robbie's face as Varric shook his hand. Robbie, the tallest of Tori's friends, descended from the shortest of her ancestor's friends. Robbie looked perplexed when he stood and peered down at his grandfather. "I didn't know dwarfism ran in the family," Robbie muttered. Varric raised an eyebrow and tilted his head.

"Well you could be considered a giant. We dwarves come from a long, noble and prideful heritage." He proudly beat his chest, causing Robbie to smile. "Also, we honor our ancestors...which, actually, makes this a little strange." Varric rubbed his chin and paced from side to side. From the stories told, Dwarves were very respectful of ancestors, believing the ancestors were the ones looking down on them and guiding them, and so forth. Like gods almost, always to be revered. When they prayed , it was to the ancestors.

Trina turned her eyes towards Beck, who was looking Fenris up and down. She folded her arms and a cocky expression grew on her.

"Oh Beck, you're descended from Fenris. I know his story, he is a free man now and a proud one. He used to be a slave, and from what I understand, he's now an incredibly powerful warrior. Beck rubbed the back of his hair and nodded.

A tentative Merrill sat beside Cat, rubbing the anxious redhead's shoulder. "I'm surprised, you don't have my ears," Merrill commented, "I do so wonder how that's possible, Beck doesn't have Fenris's ears either." Cat tucked her hair back, laughing nervously. "Anyway, you're a mage like me it seems. I'll try to teach you everything I know about magic!"

"We all need to teach them a few things," Aveline suggested. "In the end, we need their help in finding Sarah and putting a stop to Meredith's and Orsino's silly little war.

"I'll try to find out what I can from the circle," Bethany folded her arms and closed her eyes, seemingly upset over something the others didn't know. "I know they're looking for me, I'll have to return. Aveline, since you're Sarah's closest, and the Captain of the Guard, I'm trusting you to be in charge." Aveline nodded, not hesitating a single moment. "This portal will remain hidden until we are able to send them back home. Until we find and rescue my sister, we need to train them the best we can. Don't stop until you find her, I don't care who you have to go through Aveline, just find my sister."

At all costs? Trina looked to Tori and brightened up. She'd do anything for her sister, no matter what. If she were in danger, she'd go after her. It was great to see that dynamic was there between Sarah and Bethany.

They arrived at the 'fabled' Hawke Estate in Hightown. The house was large, two stories with red carpeting and a brown staircase. There was a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. There was a blonde elf maid in the corner and standing at the opposite wall were two dwarves. One older looking one with red hair and a red beard, and another younger man with a shaved head and large ears. They introduced themselves as Bodahn and Sandal. The companions explained the circumstances to them and while they were greatly worried, they understood and agreed to help no matter the costs.

"There is certainly not room for all of you here," Aveline said as Trina and Tori's friends lined up along the east wall. The companions stood behind Aveline, all grinning at their descendents. "That's why, I think it's best that you remain with your ancestor, learn what they have to teach you and join the fray when needed as we do for Sarah. Surely we can't have twelve people rushing around Kirkwall, we'd catch too much attention."

"She has a very good point," Trina scratched her forehead and looked to the others. She was still disgusted with them being here, but she was dealing with it. "You've made your decision, so I guess I have no choice. Maybe we should just alternate. Aveline how many of you usually travel with Sarah?"'

"About three of us are always with her at one time."

"Okay…So maybe I'll alternate."

"Good idea, you can't just go with favorites you have to know your team and know what their specialties are. Depending on what battle you're going into, use a strategy you know will work. For instance…" Aveline motioned to Anders, "Anders is a healer. If you know you have to endure and fight a large number of incredibly strong opponents, Anders can use magic to heal people, so Sarah may take him."

"Yeah…I definitely want to travel with my sister and Sinjin." Tori's friends gazed inquisitively at her, each looked upset that she wouldn't even name one of them as a third companion. "I don't know who does what yet, except for the fact that apparently we have three mages."

"We'll figure everything out soon enough." It was a good idea to travel light though, when they were walking into town there were an incredible amount of people staring at them. It was likely due to what they were wearing, which was something else they needed to deal with, but it could also be attributed to their convoy-like size. "First we need to teach you guys how to fight, what to do, we need to get you in…time-appropriate clothes, and then figure out where in the hell that witch is holding Sarah."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Of course." Aveline began pointing to each person and gesturing them to their respective ancestor. "Andre, you're with Isabela. Robbie you have to stay with Varric. Beck, Fenris's mansion is a few doors away. Cat, you need to go with Merrill, and Jade, you'll be with me." They started to move towards their ancestor while Anders remained at Trina's side, unsure whether he wanted to part. "Sinjin. I know it doesn't seem right, but you'll have to go with Anders. Trina's a strong girl, she can fend for herself."

"That's not exactly the issue I'm struggling with," Sinjin muttered. Trina lifted her eyes skyward while smirking.

"I'll be all right Sinji, just go."

"All right, all right…" Trina watched him walk towards Anders, her heart went out to him and she turned her mournful gaze to Tori. It seemed the two sisters were deemed to remain in this mansion together. She heard Cat say something about her phone not working, and the others rolled their eyes, already having figured phones wouldn't work in older times. Sinjin crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah Cat, I don't think you'll get service in 1450."

"Anyhow," Aveline cleared her throat and straightened herself. "I will be in contact. I think it's best you explore the cities here, but also it may be best to do so with one of us, or at the very least with Bodahn or Sandal here. You need to know about everything here…Thank you again, Trina and Tori, for coming to assist."

"Well, anything for our ancestor!" Tori gushed. Trina chuckled and bowed her head, smiling slightly. This was going to be an interesting ride, she knew that already.


So what do you think of the connections? Any thoughts on the reactions or who is who's link into the past? Let me know your observations and thoughts.