First of all, thank you all for the continued support! I had finished this chapter at 4 a.m. so I wouldn't have to keep you guys waiting. Second of all, I want to explain a few things (that probably should have been explained in the first place...woops).

This story is based around my OC Dawn and her experiences in the FF 15 world and its characters (mostly Ignis). This story isn't very heavy in 15's lore and will most likely be missing quite a few details from the game.

I apologize if people were disappointed because there isn't much romance yet. I promise, it's on the way. Heehee.

These next 2 chapters are going to be purely about where Dawn comes from and the events leading up to the present. This first started out as a drabble, so having 'origins' chapters in the middle of the story feels kinda out of place...I apologize for that as well.

Slight swearing, and now some violence. Hope you all enjoy!

The band of 5 were on their way back to Hammerhead to partake in a hunt. It was fairly silent in the car, except for Prompto's occasional snap of his camera and exclaiming how good of a shot it was. Ignis was driving as he usually does; the Prince was very fond of his naps. However, he was trying his best not to look in the rear-view mirror that gave him a full view of the distant redhead's face. If he did, he would start to lose focus on the road, and most likely make a clumsy mistake. The redhead in question was looking to the side, out into the rocky wilderness. Her mind was mostly blank at the moment, but looking at the towering columns of rock had suddenly triggered her memory of how she got here in the first place.

No one knew yet, but Dawn actually came from another planet. Titania...the lush green planet of the fairies. Well, mostly lush green. There were other parts of the world that other tribes of fairies had lived: Snowy mountains were the Ice fairies, the barren, dark plains were the Lightning fairies, A huge lake where the Water fairies lived, and so on. Dawn was from the Fire Tribe. Always living in constant heat, ash buried in the ground, the sacred volcano towering over them like the ferocious giant that it was. Dawn remembered feeling so small compared to that thing...like it could easily swallow her whole. There were also large rocks surrounding their village like a wall, similar to the ones she saw on this planet.

Dawn lived alone most of her life. Try as she might, she could not remember her parents or any sort of family for that matter. All she had was the house she supposedly grew up in...as well as her own name. The other villagers never spoke to her, but Dawn had survived on the food that they had brought her from time to time.

One villager, an old woman, had come to the doorstep to drop off a basket of veggies on a warm, clear day. The secluded redhead watched as she took careful steps towards the small cottage, and slowly placed the neat basket on the ground. Dawn gathered her courage and stepped outside from her sanctuary to hopefully get some answers for once. No one bothered to give her the answers she seeked...but this time was going to be different.

The old woman had started walking away when she noticed the front door open, a fiery child stepping out of the house. The child looked up at her with those deep green eyes filled with such youth and lonliness.

"Excuse me..." She began with a meek voice. Her fingers began messing with one of the strings on her dress. "But...please...please help me."

The old woman, wide eyed with shock and panic like a deer in headlights, turned around again to leave. Dawn quickly grabbed her sleeve to stop her.

"Don't go! Please! I just need to-"
"Get away, you bastard child!" The old woman screeched. "HELP!" She was too old and frail to summon any fire magic, to her despair.

Suddenly, a group of other villagers had arrived on the scene, fire magic glowing in their hands, a few spears and clubs, ready to be unleashed with no mercy. "Let her go, demon!" One of them yelled loud. Dawn then released the old woman from her grasp in surprise. Bastard child? Demon? She was only trying to ask some questions!

The scared woman had rushed to the others' side. "Are you alright?" One of them asked. She nodded while sweat began to bead on her forhead. "Yes, thankfully. That thing nearly had me!"

Cold tears welled up in Dawn's eyes. She could never understand why the villagers were so scared of her, so reluctant to even speak to her. Never in her life did she ever hurt anyone...phisically or mentally. Her arms involuntarily came closer to her body, a habit if she was afraid and trying to protect herself. The angry villagers sneered at her with distaste. One of them spoke up.

"I knew you were trouble! From the moment Chief Zafirah presented you!" "What?" Dawn's mind perked up at the mention of something related to her. "Presented...me?"

"Don't say any more! This demon should just be forgotten! Come on guys, lets teach this bastard child a lesson..." One of the other villagers in the group said. The rest of the angry group nodded in agreement, advancing towards the small and helpless redhead, magic and weapons in hand. This was a nightmare come true.

The fear was overwhelming. It was like shackles on her legs, forcing her to stand still. Her heart dropped about 100 feet deep into her stomach, with the impact of a large boulder. She was shaking to her very core. Her mind blacked out a few times during the ordeal, but she remembered the fire, the constant burning, slashing, bruising, spiteful words. The hate could be felt...could be seen.

Dawn and the people of the Fire Tribe never exchanged words, but a deep resentment was felt in all. Now, it could be seen as clear as day in physical form on the small, frail redhead.

After the villagers had their fill of violence, they all returned to their homes as if nothing had happened. The sun had reached the horizon, casting off a warm orange glow. The so-called 'demon' was lying in the dirt...trying to summon the strength to lift herself up to the only place that was safe. Trembling hands met with the ashy ground, followed by scraped elbows, then bruised knees. Blood had mixed in with the grey dust to create a wooden brown hue.

Dawn finally made it into the closed off world she called home. Not only was her body crushed, but also her spirit. For years has her inner fire burned; no matter how many times she fell, she would get back up. The wounds would heal and confidence was sure to return to her lonely heart. However, this time...

...this time her spirit was broken, and no one could hear the wails of sorrow in the night wind.

The next morning, Dawn woke up feeling horrible. She fell asleep soon after returning to her home, so all of the blood and tears were completely caked onto her pale skin. Bruises were a lot more intense, and deep aches had riddled her body. It was extremely difficult to even move...

Why...? I just don't...understand...

She ended up in front of the kitchen sink. Cold water drenched her hands and arms.

I can't take this anymore...there's...no reason to even be alive...everyone hates me, and I'm completely alone...

Flakes of dried blood had smeared a little, the streams whirling down the drain.

Mom...Dad...anyone...

Years pass. The wounds have indeed healed, but the heart never fully did. Dawn now left the safety of her small cottage a lot less than usual. The offerings of food were also rare, and consisting of fewer items: a carrot or two, a few leaves of a cabbage, a shriveled up turnip. The occasional trips outside were to try and practice her skills, both with magic and with a variety of weapons. If she was to defend herself against future enemies, she had to toughen up.

The ordeal with the angry villagers had taught the redhead a very important lesson: Don't be weaker than the other guy. Her weakness that day proved that she won't go anywhere if she wasn't stronger. Next time those villagers wanted to teach her a lesson, she would be ready...she had to be.

This newfound fire that took forever to light was the will to survive more than anything, and this fire consumed Dawn. Her scars a constant reminder of where she fit in with the world. She now had a new dream: to find answers to her life, wherever they may be found.

And soon they would arrive right in front of her...

This chapter was a bit dumb, but I tried my best. ;-; Let me know what you think!