Ch 25: No light, No light …

No Light, No light – Florence and the Machine

Upon this realization all that she felt now though sick. No, really. She bolted for anything she could spill her guts in. In that process someone head knocked on her door. And when the person heard her upheaving they come in.

"Ghilan?" Solas called out.

Her stomach dropped, which caused her a very unpleasant addition to what condition she was in now in. She vomited, again. Nothing left in her system to get out she gagged.

"Ghilan?!" Solas followed the noise and come to the sight of her huddled over a small bucket. "Ma Ghilan, are you alright?"

She gave him a pointed look.

"I – sorry." He rushed her back until her guys needed. She sat herself down on the bed while Solas fetched her some water from a near by pitcher.

After she washed away the foul taste in her mouth, and making certain she was finished, he spoke again.

"Ghilan, I heard that you, Evie, and Morrigan went through an Eluvian to look for Morrigan's boy. And that the Eluvian led to the Fade where you found Kieran. You passed out Ghilan. What happened?"

"I did. Flemeth was there. Morrigan's mother. Mythal', Solas."

"You saw Mythal? In the Fade?" Solas tried to add surprise in his voice. "How is that possible? She'd been murdered? What, her spirit, you mean you saw her spirit?"

"I don't believe so, I – she was there physically like Evie and I were. And she wasn't an elf Solas. She was human. She said that the spirit of Mythal come to her and they merged. So in a way, Mythal still lives.

"Fascinating." Was all he said. "But what had caused you to faint ma lath? Did you – Evie said that Morrigan's mother gave you back your memory? I wasn't aware part of your memory was lost."

Solas looked thoughtful for moment. "What is it that now remember, if you don't mind me asking."

She was conflicted. She should tell him. She should tell hi, that she is one of the Forgotten Ones. She Orynth. All the Forgotten Ones magics had dark purposes to them that's why they were separated from the Pantheon. They'd been Forgotten about after a time. And Orynth was one of them. She was born from two of the most powerful among the Forgotten Ones.

She remembered what special magic and skills she held. Orynth wielded daggers imbued with her own magic. A magic that was dark, cold, and vengeful. Magic that's pure essence was retribution. Revenge. She remembered her magic. She remembered her status as one of the dreaded Forgotten Ones. She remembered everything about herself that had been suppressed by Andruil.

However, she was afraid to tell the man she loved, for he had the Evenurais and the Forgotten Ones sealed away.

She wondered what he would do … if he found out he had missed one.

Orynth smiled up at him and let her power dance along her fingers in a movement as easy as breathing.

"My magic." She simply stated.

"Ghilan! That's wonderful to hear!" Solas took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles then moved his lips briefly on hers. He ended the kiss with a more serious look on his face.

She grew concerned. "Solas? What is it?" She asked her hand that was cupping his cheek moved to the as of his neck.

"The Inquisitor wants us to prepare for battle. One of the Spymaster's agents reported seeing Corypheus approaching Skyhold."

"He's coming here?!" Orynth's eyes flew open.

"Yes. Come ma 'lath. Let us go prepare. We have about a half hour at most from where the scout reported seeing them.

"What about Fenris and Merrill?"

"They are gathering their items and preparing as well. I told them that I would fetch yours."

Orynth rose swiftly. She stripped from her garments and adorned her armor that Solas handed to her.

"Alright then, let's go." She spoke and they bolted out her door and into Skyhold's yards and up the battlements where Fenris, Merrill, and Lelianna stood.

"Are you well?" Fenris asked, keeping his gaze on the horizon.

Orynth chuckled. "Very."

Fenris and Merrill both turned to look at her.

Fenris smirked at her. "Good to hear."

"I'm glad you're feeling better Ghilan. You've recovered at the right time."

In the back of her mind, Orynth couldn't help but think that maybe that her regaining her memories at the moment Corypheus decided to attack directly was Flemeth's – Mythal's doing. The timing was just too perfect.

For she stands for retribution and Corypheus' crimes demand it to be given to him full forced.

Evie's voice resonated through out Skyhold's forces.

"Everyone! Any moment, Corypheus will pass over that bridge! Remember, we beat him and close the Breach, this whole nightmare ends! Fight and give him everything you got. Losing is no option!"

Cheers and cries rang back at her and for added fun Evie announced that drinks will be on Josephine.

The atmosphere changed in an instant. Soldiers grew solemn and cautious. Corypheus was more than half way across the bridge with his dragon circling high above, awaiting its master's call.

"Archers fire at will!" Lelianna called as Corypheus etched closer. Suddenly rifts started to form as he called on the powers of the orb he carried. Demons started pouring through and Fenris, Merrill, and Orynth sprang into action along with the others.

"Nyx! Heads Up!" Varric shouted launching a bolt whizzing passed her head, sinking into that of a shade.

Orynth nodded her thanks to him, but her eyes grew wide as a Terror demon appeared behind Varric.

"Varric!" She shouted as she ran to get nearer.

She channelled her magic into her dagger and threw it at the demon's hand freezing it before it could strike Varric. She skidded to the ground and tripping it in one quick movement she removed the imbedded dagger and aimed on at the head and the other on it's body, pouring more magic into her daggers. The demon froze completely until it shattered.

Varric just stood there slack-jawed. Orynth smiled at him retrieving her daggers.

"Shit. Impressive. I've never actually seen you fight. Scary stuff."

Orynth laughed. "You're welcome Varric!" She called as she ran to rejoin the fight.

"Ah, boss! He's here!" Bull announced as Corypheus landed inside the walls.

"Tell me; where is your maker now? Call him, call down his wrath upon me." He challenged. The fighting soldiers trying to stay focused. "You cannot!" Corypheus bellowed. "For he does not exist! I am Corypheus. It is I who shall deliver you from this life in which you linger. Bow before your new god and be spared!"

A brave soldier had the guts to walk up to him and spit at his feet. "Never."

Corypheus' face turned even more menacing. "As you wish."

Rifts started forming faster and the soldiers and scouts were growing even more frantic.

"There's too many!" Merrill shouted while trying to hold them back from a soldier who had been struck badly.

"We can do this Merrill!" Fenris ground out through gritted teeth as he drove his sword through oncoming terror demons.

"Fenris!" Orynth shouted as a demon tried to swing at him. Fenris quickly pulled his sword out of the other and swung it around in a whirlwind motion at the demons that were starting to circle him.

They caught Evie, Solas, and Bull and a few others storming up to Corypheus.

"Ah, I knew you would come." Corypheus spoke to Evie.

"This ends now Corypheus!"

"And so it shall." He agreed and his magic surged through the hold, ripping apart the stone and ascending the part they were on. Evie's group had been risen up along with Corypheus. Orynth was standing too near and she got caught up on it as well.

She got her bearings and hearing Evie's group talking, she went to them.

"We shall prove once and for all which of us is worthy of god-hood."

"I've no interest in god-hood! My only interest is in defeating you!"

Corypheus' face twisted in rage. A serpent like noise startled the group and they prepared themselves. Crawling up from behind Corypheus was his pet, and like a cat it was getting ready to pounce. With a growl, it leapt on them, only to be interrupted by a purplish looking dragon. The two faced on another off, arsing to the sky to battle. The purple one went higher and then dove down to the building, taking Corypheus' with it. Smashing it to the ground. The dragon had changed back it's form. It was Morrigan. Morrigan who looked very exhausted and injured. Corypheus' dragon was getting up and making its way to Morrigan who was struggling to rise.

Orynth wasted no time. She ran to Morrigan's side.

"Ghilan!" Solas shouted, noticing her form running off,

Corypheus continued his taunts and strikes at the others,

"I have this Solas, go help them!"

Reluctantly he did so. Orynth summoned a huge wall of ice and was able to sneak Morrigan to the side, out of harms way. Morrigan made to stand, but Orynth laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Rest."

The dragon broke through the ice, catching their scent, it spotted them. It was limping but it was still making its way to them fast, wings flapping.

Morrigan made to move.

"Stay down!" Orynth warned as she started off to face the dragon.

She ran at it, determinedly. She dodged it's sweeping claws and slid under and stared attacking its back legs, only to have it leap in the air and land facing her. It opened its mouth and released its sickened fire, infused with red lyrium. She dodged most but when she couldn't out run it she called on a wall of ice and tired holding it off. It wasn't enough. Moving her hands swiftly around she formed a sphere covering herself. Once it backed off she dropped it cautiously only to find that the dragon had disappeared into the sky. It was diving for Morrigan again who struggled to stay up and cast a spell.

Orynth was too far away.

She started running.

The dragon was coming too fast.

She pushed herself harder.

Suddenly a shift started happening. As Orynth pushed herself harder and harder, her magic flared up along with her will. It was another gift of hers. She began sprouting wings, like that of a Griffon's. She remembered that this was a form she'd take on as a child.

She picked up enough speed and she took off flying. Orynth was far faster in the sky.

Before the dragon opened its maw fully, Orynth shot a bolt of burning cold energy at it's head before slamming into it in full force, knocking it off the risen ground and into the air and out of sight. Orynth looked up and saw it was heading to the others. She landed by Morrigan to make sure she was well enough.

"Morrigan, will you be well enough if I leave you here?"

She nodded. "I've never seen magic like that before. The ability to shapeshift as you are … What are you?" Morrigan asked warily.

Orynth didn't reply. Morrigan closed her eyes and listened to the voices from the Well. She gasped, eyes wide. Orynth nodded, confirming what Morrigan had just learnt.

"Why are you here? Are you here to doom us all?"

"No, but I am here to stop the one who is." Orynth spoke and then took off towards the others/

"Are you evil?" Morrigan halted her.

Orynth clenched and unclenched her hands. "No, I don't believe I am. Though, others would see me that way." With that she took off, wasting no more time.

Flying as fast as she could, she headed towards the dragon which was heading towards the others. Orynth raised her daggers, flying right under the dragon's wing and sliced through it, causing the dragon to roar in pain as it plummeted to the ground and landed in front of the Inquisitor below. The dragon rose again, making its way to the Inquisitor and her group still. It's maw opening up again, releasing its breath of lyrium. There was no time for the others to react. Orynth quickly dove to intercept it. As she descended in-between them she called on a massive thick wall of ice. She landed and finished, crouching, wings extended side by side upward.

Her allies surely noticed.

Solas surely noticed.

Orynth rose and looked at them. They were frozen in awe and shock.

However, she had no time for that. Her wall of ice was deteriorating. She turned to it and held her hands against it pressing more magic into it.

She needed help. Orynth yelled to them. "Ma Halani! Don't just stand there!"

The group sprang into action shaking off their shock and remembering the danger. When they weren't behind her anymore she released the shield and dodged the flames and sprang around it, daggers in hand and joined Bull in attacking it up close. Solas attacked at a distance with his magic and Evie with her bows and arrows.

Little by little they wore down it's defenses. Bull having taken the final blow; they were able to go after the magister himself. Corypheus.

They had cornered him in a tower sitting just below the tear in the sky.

All at once they attacked him with everything they had. Solas providing barriers and offensive maneuvers. Bull putting in the heavy hits whenever he was able to get close enough. Evie, launching arrows at him to keep him unfocused. Everyone was putting all they had into defeating him, Orynth went in for the kill. Corypheus staggered and fell to his knees.

"Evie now!" She yelled.

Evie marched up to him. "You want into the Fade so badly?" Anger flared forth as she shot her hand out. "Then here you go!" A rift opened up and had swallowed him. Corypheus was no more.

With Corypheus gone, Evie grasped the orb and held it in the palm of her marked hand and lifted it towards the sky.

Crashes of thunder and bolts of lighting shot out as the sky was being knit together. Finally, the sky had been healed, scarred, but the Breach was no more.

Cheers rang throughout the hold as they returned to a semblance of normalcy.

Left, alone, forgotten on the ground, was the orb. Shattered.

Orynth hadn't recognized she was still in winged form as she approached Solas.

She caught him moving towards the forgotten orb. Her stomach dropped. That meant …

"Solas …"

"The orb … its gone." He said in a hoarse whisper.

"Solas, I'm so sorry. I know you wanted to retrieve it intact." She cringed in remembrance of what that meant for him … them. "Solas, please … there's another way – "

"No." He cut her off. "There isn't.

"Solas, Fen please don't – "

"You remember more about your pas then you let on it seems."

The way he said that. She felt hurt. She nodded.

"Who are you?"

"I am Ghilan, Solas. I am Nyx. But my true name, my name given to me when I was brought into the world was Orynth. My mother was Mora and my Father was Rhoe."

Solas' brows knit together. He knew he had heard of those names before. Then it had hit him. "The Forgotten Ones."

"Yes."

"Then you were – are?"

"Yes."

He looked thoughtful for a moment. Soaking in this new information. He shook his head.

"Regardless, ma Ghilan, ma lath, I want you to know that what I – we feel for each other is real. What we had was real. Ar lath ma."

"Solas, please don't – "

"Ghilan!" She turned to see who had shouted her name. It was Fenris. She turned back to face Solas but he was gone.

Almost everyone that fought Corypheus had gathered around her as Fenris approached. She quickly wiped her face from any fallen tears as she also shifted back. Her wings retreating into her back. Almost everyone then had seen her change.

Evie came back with Fenris and was about to question her about the wings when she noticed the person Evie saw her talking to moments ago, had vanished.

"Nyx, where's Solas."

"I don't know."

Orynth face twisted with pain, eyes stinging with more tears that she held back.

"Nyx, what magic was that?" Evie asked pointing to her back, hesitatingly.

"Old magic." Was all Orynth said.

"Yes, but where – "

"Please, not now. I'll answer everything, just not now. Why don't you celebrate first?"

Evie studied Orynth's face for a moment longer and released a sigh and spoke softly, understanding. "Alright."

Orynth closed herself down. She needed to be done for a bit. She walked up to her room and locked the door, ignoring the people who tried to question her.

Fenris' eyes watched her retreating form. A few moments he gave her. Merrill had been knocked out and Fenris carried her over to the healers. Saying, that she was just brutally exhausted and will recover the next day. Mid – morning most likely.

Everyone was cheering, eating, and drinking as the celebration wore on. Orynth had come down for a bit to say her congratulations and thanks. She had explained to people that inquired about her wings, was that it was an older magic that she had remembered her mother teaching her before they became slaves. It was magic that was passed down from generations she had said.

That eased most of everyone's curiosity, but not Fenris. It was not really his business to pry, but he cared about her. So he made it his business. When he saw her bid goodnight to the rest of the room her followed her up the stairs to her room. She never looked back, not once that's how Fenris figured she knew her was following her. She left the door ajar when she entered. Fenris followed her inside, closing the door behind him.

He turned to face her. She was standing facing him, eyes downcast, arms holding herself. She looked so lost, he thought as he studied her. He crossed his arms over his chest and simply said, "You lied."

"Fenris – "She began, pleading.

"Ghilan, we talked about this remember. Trust."

"Yes, Fenris I – "

"Then please," he stepped closer hands on her shoulder, "talk to me."

She brought her mismatched eyes to stare into his forest green orbs. Teeth worrying her lips.

"Please Ghilan. I hate seeing you like this. You hate lying, I can see it in your eyes. Something is bothering you greatly. Something happened to you when you were passed out. I worry about you Ghilan. I care for you. No matter what you say that will not change. Do you hear me Ghilan?"

"Yes." She said a bit numbly but also warmed by his sincerity.

"Please Ghilan. Trust me."

She contemplated and then finally spoke. "Fenris, I promise I will. Just not tonight. Please, I'm – I'm just … really tired."

What she wanted to do was go after Solas but she had no idea where he went. The thoughts made her head stir.

Orynth walked to her bed. Stripped out of her garments until she was just in her underclothes. She got in the bed, wanting to fall asleep. She figured Fenris would leave when he wanted. Instead she felt the bed shift as he laid beside her. Orynth turned her head to look over her shoulder at him to find him on his side, arms crossed, facing her.

"Shouldn't you stay with Merrill?" She casually asked.

"She will be fine. The healers are attending to her and there isn't much I can do for the state she is in. However, you seem like you can use the company." He gave one of his rare, gentle smiles.

Orynth turned her head back facing away from him and closed her eyes.

"Ma nu venin … Emma serannas. Thank you." She whispered quietly and then she let herself drift off to sleep.