Trouble With Misfits(A Dragon Age 2 Fenris Love Story.)

Match Making and Legends

(Third Person P.O.V)

The Hanged Man smelt especially worse when the three of them walked in, Fenris shuffling his two companions up the steps. Lia knocked on Varric's door, a few minutes later it opened, revealing Merrill standing happily in the doorway before standing aside to let them in.

"H-ey! You guys brought Sparks! Great!"

"Hey Varric." Aedan greated with a tone that tried to sound smooth. "Going to teach me to play Wicked Grace?"

"Makers breath!" Came a sudden loud shout from downstairs.

"Who invited Choir boy?" Lia grumbled.

"Who's Choir boy? And what's wrong with him?"

"His name is Sebastian, and there is nothing wrong with him," Fenris explained, "He just constantly tries to convert Lia to the side of the Maker."

"She holds onto the Creators and eleven religion." Merrill added.

"Given i'm not really religious at all, actually." Lia explained herself. Aedan nodded and sat down next to her, Fenris taking the other seat next to his love. Sebastian walked in two minutes later, the discomfort and disgust plain on his face.

"Enjoying the smell of life, Choir boy?" Varric mused.

"Hello, Varric..and no.." As Sebastian sat down, he noticed Aedan, "Not another one." He sighed deeply.

"Yes, another one." Lia defended, "Is there a problem with that?"

"Of course not!" Sebastian lied.

"Mmm." She muttered, Fenris patting her back.

"Worry not, kittens and pups!" Came Isabella's loud voice. She, Hawke, Anders, and the Knight-Captain Cullen waltzed into the suite and took their spots, Isabela plopping Cullen down next to Aedan; who snarled low under his breath.

"So, what are we doing?" Cullen asked.

"They..didn't tell you?" Fenris asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nnno, all they did was kidnap me, with the Knight-Commander's permission none the less."

"Hmm.." Isabela hummed as she dealed the cards, not cheating this time.

They picked up their new dealed decks and begun their game, Lia kept a compitition up with Fenris for the best bluff, and it was a close call between the both of them. Fenris however, folded, his losing hand pitiful.

"Is everyone suppose to lose?" Cullen asked, watching as everyone one by one placed down losing hands.

"No, someone is suppose to win." Hawke said matter-of-factly. Cullen placed down his hand, a losing one, he watched as Aedan placed down a winning hand.

"Ha! read 'em weep boys!" The mage cheered, gathering his winnings.

"Hot stuff, did you teach Sparks over here how to win?" Varric gaped, staring at Lia, who only shrugged.

"Oh Hailiana's not one for teaching, believe me." Merrill waved, she was the only one who ever called Lia by her other name.

"Your name is Hailiana?" Cullen asked.

"Yes...?" She replied back, her heart slowly beginning to speed up.

"I have heard of your legend.." Everything went silent, all eyes fell to Lia, who shrank in her seat; her face turned red.

"Legend?" Hawke gaped.

"Yours?" Varric smirked, leaning forward onto the table.

(Lia's P.O.V)

Fenris slowly turned towards me as I scrambled to stand up, my eyes wide with panic.

"Calm down, Lia." A mature femanine voice in my head cooed. "There is no point in hiding our secret any longer. Not with suspicions roused."

I closed my eyes, a tall female elf appeared before me, her body slender, face like a porcelain doll covered in blue Vasallins, just like mine; only they seemed to glow. Her hair was long and as silver as mine, her eyes a sharp blood color, she smiled a wolf like smile, it was then that I saw her ears and tail; no doubt effected by the animal spell as well.

"But what do I do?" I asked in a panic.

"Say goodbye, set me free. We can no longer remain as one." She spoke in a smooth, hypnotic tone, not knowing what else to do, seeing as she was right, I sighed. Opening my eyes to a large blinding glow, all soon went black.