ROGUE🖤 (Cole x OC! Lavellan) ✓ [COMPLETED]

Ch. 15 *Subjected to His Will*

NALIA
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With the help of Cullen, Cole was able to pin point the exact location where he felt something block the ritual. It appears that it's in the small village of Redcliffe in the Hinterlands.
Cole immediately wanted to leave, but it was too late in the night. So, I promised him that we would leave when the sun rises.

It gave me some time to think...some time to brace myself for when Cole becomes more spirit. He will be too far gone for me to reach his heart, and I will stand beside him, without ever having the chance to show him how I truly feel.

I cried for a little while, but soon, I hardened my heart the same way I always do when times are scary or sad.
I block all thoughts, and just go with what is being thrown at me, taking it with an armored heart.

Solas, Varric, Cole and I wake up and head out for Redcliffe at the dawn of sunrise. Cole rides on my horse, his arms wrapped around my waist. Not in a romantic way...but still, it makes my chest ache.
He didn't talk much, and neither did I try to make conversation.

We enter Redcliffe village. "Alright Cole, just show us where you felt the block," I say to him, slowing my horse to a walk.

Cole scans the area, before suddenly he aggressively jumps off the horse, running forward, towards two men who are chatting.
Solas and Varric share a confused glance. I watch.

One of the men stops talking to the other, approaching Cole.
"Greetings, can I help you?" The man asks.
"You..." Cole whispers shakily, before suddenly rushing forward, grabbing him by the throat, squeezing. "You killed me!"

I get off my horse and run to them at the sudden outburst of violence.

"What, I don't...I don't even know you!" The stranger shouts, being choked by Cole.
"You forgot! You locked me in the dungeon in the spire and you forgot and I died in the dark!" Cole shouts, tightening his grip.

"The Spire?" He asks softly.

"Cole! Stop!" I run to his side.
Cole let's the man go, and he runs away. But instantly, Cole tries to run after him.
"Just take it easy kid," Varric stands in his way.
Solas comes to my side.

Cole begins to yell. "He killed me! He killed me and that's why it doesnt work! He killed me and I have to kill him back!"

"Don't!" I grab Cole's shoulder to keep him from moving, "before anyone gets killed I need to know what's going on."

"Cole this man could not have killed you," Solas says, "you are a spirit. You have not even possessed a body!"

Cole lowers his head to the ground, his eyes glancing everywhere.
"A broken body, bloody, banged on the stone cell. Guts gripping in the dark dank, a captured Apostate... They threw him into the dungeon in the Spire at Val Royeaux. They forgot about him. He starved to death... I came through to help, and I couldn't. So I became him. Cole..."

My eyes widen, after so long of wondering, now I know the complete truth. It shakes me on the inside.
Cole was a spirit, watching this young man suffer and starve in the dark.
Cole came through to help, and somehow...became him.
With enough conversations I've had with Solas, I know what kind of spirit Cole was.

He was the spirit Compassion.

Varric looks at us. "If Cole was an Apostate, that'd make the guy we just saw a Templar. Must've been buying Lyrium," he mumbles, before Cole walks past him.

"Let me kill him. I need to...I need to." He says the words in a deep, dark voice, one that I've never heard before.

"Solas?" I turn to him. I need to know what the others think, before I can make this decision.