#so same age as marina but she entered the army after her i think

[gingergari]

i forgot i finished this over the weekend 🤡

anyway this is agent 8, now known as coral!

after escaping deep sea metro and slowly recovering her memories, she figured that her name used to be something similar to coral, so that is the name she adopts for herself!

her birthday is currently unknown, but she ultimately celebrates her escape day as her birthday, aka octo expansion release day (june 13)

bonus golden toothpick!

[rla1994]

Chapter 4, noooo

What am I doing?! I should be sleeping right now!!!

Again don’t own anything

A heavy silence fell upon the room after Poseidon’s revelation. The blond haired judge turned towards Kanon. “Are you sure?” Kanon nodded. “Yes. The Grand Pope has recently ordered more armors to be forged for the lower class soldiers and he has increased the mandatory training time.”  The brothers looked at each other, having a silent conversation. Poseidon nodded as they broke contact. “I’ll begin searching for my marinas and train them so that we are ready to assist at any time.” 

Persephone sighed. “Are we even sure it will escalate to a war? Can’t we stop it before it happens?” Her husband took her hand in his and looked into her eyes. “If we could, we would, my Dear.” His tone was uncharacteristically soft as he spoke to his long time wife. “Hey, i’m sorry to break this sweet moment,” Kanon said. “but you keep speaking about a prophecy about me. I’d like to know what it is.” The couple looked back at the angel. After some time,Hades spoke up. “It said that, when the angel Kanon falls and Athena dies, a new Celestial war will befall upon the world.” 

The fallen fell silent. “So when I was cast out, I basically signed you all up to die. ‘When the angel Kanon falls and Athena dies’.” He was silent for a bit, not paying attention to the preparations Hades was making with his generals. Realization suddenly struck him. “Wait!” Hades was about to reprimand him when the angel cut him off. “The prophecy says :’when the angel Kanon falls and Athena dies’. Athena has not died, not yet at least.” 

Poseidon frowned at his soldier. “What are you talking about? Athena died during the Celestial wars.” Kanon nodded. Everyone looked at him, waiting for him to explain. When he was sure he had everyone’s attention, the fallen proceeded to reveal something only a selected few among the angels knew about. Athena had reincarnated herself into the body of a human girl to experience what it was like to be human. This information changed everything. If they could prevent the false Grand Pope from killing the reincarnated Athena, they could prevent the war. 

The three gods calculated, that with how long it took for a god to heal from a ‘death’, Athena would have gone into the human world about 15 years earlier. Poseidon would look for her while assembling his army, while Hades and his Judges would look into the souls to see if any of them had had any contact with Athena’s reincarnation. Now with a concrete plan and Persephone satisfied that war could be avoided, Poseidon and Kanon teleported back to Atlantis.

It was late at night. Poseidon dismissed Kanon and ordered him to get some sleep. They would begin their preparations tomorrow. Kanon retreated to his quarters. Once there, he sat down on the chair in his bedroom, looking out of the window. The angel fell deep in his thoughts. He had managed to convince the gods that they could avoid an all-out war, but had Athena really reincarnated? He had not been meant to hear that information. It had been a coincidence that he had been walking past the Grand Pope’s study when the old man had divulged this small but important piece of information. The only other one who knew was the other ancient among the angels, Dohko. He really hoped it was true and that he would not have to fight his old companions, not that he really cared about them, he just didn’t want to be on opposite sides with Milo or his brother. 

His brother... He’d cast him out because he’d been suspicious of the Grand Pope, when confronted Saga had called him a liar and accused him of treason. But Kanon knew the old man and the current leader of the angels was not the one who had taken his time learning about him and Saga just to make them trust him, he was not the one who would open his door in the middle of the night because one of his soldiers had a nightmare, no matter their rank or age, but more importantly he was not the one who had taken his time to help him understand even the most basic of lessons or who had answered whatever question plagued him at anytime of the day or night. No that man was gone and in his stead was a cold-hearted man who would let his troupes die before he’d let them look in his eyes. He even wore a mask! It was obvious some had killed the old man and taken his place, but who? He just couldn’t figure it out! No angel was cruel enough to do something like that but the usurper was clearly an angel and a strong one at that. The only ones with that kind of strength were Dohko, Aioros and Saga. Dohko and Aioros were out of question, the first one would not kill his friend no matter what, and the latter had no interest in power nor war, all he wanted was a safe and happy world for his little brother, Aiolia. As for Saga, Kanon could not believe he was suspecting him, but he had been acting strange, he had seemed more on edge, always looking over his shoulder. He sincerely hoped he was wrong but Saga was a master of illusions and mind control just like him. He was the only one who could pull out something like this. But Kanon could not understand what would make his twin do something like that. Saga had admired Shion for his strength, his patience and his fatherly attitude towards all angels. Saga aspired to be Shion, so why would he kill him and take his place?

Kanon was growing more and more frustrated by the second. Knowing he would not get any answers, he decided to go to sleep and work more on it tomorrow. Maybe he’d be able to contact Milo through their shared link?

He woke up the next morning to light glaring in his eyes. Kanon groaned as he got up and moved to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Dressed, he made his way to the dining-room where Poseidon was already eating while looking through some files. “Good morning, sunshine.” The god was in a good mood, it seemed. He chuckled as the only reply he got from the angel was a groan as the younger one seated himself at the deity’s right. “My,my, someone’s in a bad mood today.” Poseidon smiled. Ah he had missed this. The entertainment that came with having some else living with you. Ever since his wife, disappeared Zeus knows where. Oh, how he missed Amphitrite sometimes, he hoped she would return to him soon. “I’ve been thinking about who could be the impostor.” The god sapped out of his thoughts as he heard Kanon talk. “I think it’s my brother, Saga.” Poseidon’s eyes opened wide. The angel suspected his own brother? “That’s a bold accusation, even for you.” The fallen merely shook his head. “He’s the only one I can think of who could do something like that and who could pass it off as normal. And if it wasn’t him, why would he cast me out?” The more the god listened to, the more it made sense. It was clear the angel didn’t want to believe it as much as Poseidon did. “If what you say is true, we must inform my brother immediately.” The ruler of Atlantis stood up, he handed the files he had in his hands to his general. “Go look into those people, I believe they might be marinas. I will warn my brother and see if that changes anything.” The sea dragon nodded.  

Kanon walked back to his room where he had left his armor the day before. The armor was composed of two armbands, one on each arm, with a pair of gauntlets. He wore a muscled breast-plate that ended with leather bands that covered him, a bit, till right above his knees. His knees and his shins were covered by a pair of greaves. He wore a pair of sandals at his feet. The back,of the breast-plate had two large slits for his wings. As to not by bothered by them all the time, angels and demons alike could retract their wings into their bodies, they would just manifest themselves as tattoos on their backs. The armor was made of a sturdy metal and coated in gold, the leather straps were color in the same Egyptian blue as his sheets, it seemed to be Poseidon’s color. The symbol on his left breast was painted in the god’s color. Underneath the armor, he wore a typical tunic, with again slits for his wings. He had no sheath attached to his armor, as it was custom for celestial beings to fight bear-handed, rare were those who fought with weapons, and even then they mostly didn’t use them.

 Picking up the stack of files he had set on his bed when entering, the general and commander of the armies began his work to create the army he was supposed to command. The first one was a man named Baian, a Canadian human of unknown mother. Poseidon had written something on top of the file: ‘possibly nephilim’. Interesting, he had never met a half-angel half-human child. He found the man’s address on his file and teleported at the potential candidate’s house. Kanon arrived in the middle of his living room, standing on the now broken coffee table. The host was shocked to suddenly have a tall armored man standing on the rests of his coffee table. Kanon looked down at the nephilim. He was a tall brunette with blue eyes. His eyes were open wide and he was gaping making him look like a fish out of waters. Kanon chuckled. “Closed your mouth, you’ll swallow a fly. Sorry for the coffee table.” The angel moved to sit in front of the one he’d be potentially recruiting into his army. “Do you know what I am?” As the other nodded, Kanon asked. “Do you know what you are?” Another nod. “Good, that will save me some time. I am here to recruit you as one of Poseidon’s marinas. Do you understand?” The other gave an hesitant nod. Kanon searched for the little orb Poseidon had given him to see who was meant to be in his army and who wasn’t. “Okay, so hold this.” He handed the orb to Baian. “Now if it glows, you’re in.” Nothing happened for a few seconds before a pale blue light emanated from the object. Kanon smiled. “Welcome, Baian. You are our first soldier, beside me of course. By the way, I’m Kanon, the sea dragon general and the commander of the army.”

The angel took back the orb before standing up. “Now before we go back to Poseidon, we have to check which ones among those files are also soldiers. Seeing as I’m not going to just send you to Atlantis on your own, you’re going to come with me, okay?” The fallen did not wait for respond from the nephilim before he grabbed him and teleported them to the next candidate.

Finished, for now ^^

Ps: for those who haven’t realized it yet, what is sometimes written next to the chapter is not related to the chapter in itself but more towards my feelings for it. i.e. today, it is because I should have been sleeping instead of writing it.

Link to ao3 below, as always: 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17670578/chapters/41717552

[discomelody]

I guess Portugal is Antiva now...

   Synopsis:  Marina is a portuguese gamer girl completely obssessed with Dragon Age. She has never fell in love and fears any intimate contact due to her trauma. Until one day when she fells through an eluvian which throws her in Thedas. Will she be able to overcome her traumas? Stay tuned and find out! M!HawkeXMarina or FenrisXMarina or AndersXMarina 

                           Chapter I- This isn’t my college!

A group of silver armored guards is dragging a dwarf, they enter a large stone building and throw him to a mahogany chair. The dwarf tries to sit up and he cleans blood off his mouth. When he sees a female shadow coming from the darkness of the poorly lit room.

“I’ve had gentler invitations”, sighs the dwarf while guards are surrounding him.

The woman comes out from the shadows and reveals herself, “I am Cassandra Pentaghast, seeker of the Chantry.”

He reclines himself on the chair and smirks “And just... what are you seeking?”

The stoic woman gets closer to him and makes her intentions known, “The champion and the Seer.”

“Which one?”, teases the dwarf.

The women loses her patience, gets dangerously close to him and points her sword to his neck. “You know exactly why I’m here! Time to start talking dwarf. They tell me you’re good at it.”, she threatens him.

The dwarf raises his hands in surrender and in a more serious tone finally asks her “What do you want to know?”

“Everything. Start at the beginning.”, she sheathes her sword.  

The dwarf starts telling the story of the champion Eddard Hawke, and how he bravely destroyed everything in his way, with his sword and shield, alongside his siblings. Until a high dragon appeared on the top of the hill, admiring his work.

"Bullshit. That’s not what really happened! And what about her? Where is she in your story?", asks Cassandra exasperated with his lies.

"Does that not match the story you’ve heard, Seeker?", says the dwarf quite pleased with himself.

"I’m not interested in stories. I came to hear the truth.", the seeker starts getting mad once again.

"What makes you think I know the truth?", he says trying to change the conversation.

"Don’t lie to me! You knew them even before they were the Champion and The Seer!", she stabs a knife into the book the dwarf is holding.

"Even if I did, I don’t know where they are now.", the dwarf caresses the book fondly as if he's remembering them.

"Do you have any idea what’s at stake here?", sighs sadly the seeker.

"Let me guess: your precious Chantry’s fallen to pieces and put the entire world on the brink of war? And you need the only people that can help you put it back together.", he closes the book quite mad.

"They were at the heart of it when it all began. If you can’t point me to them, tell me everything you know.", she begs.

"You aren’t worried I’ll just make it up as I go?", the dwarf says quite surprised by her will.

"Not at all.", she says and she crosses her arms.

"You’ll need to hear the whole story.", he puts himself comfortable and he starts his greatest tale."The Blight had been unleashed on Ferelden. Darkspawn poured out of the wilds, clashing against the army at the ruins of Ostagar. The battle was a disaster. King Cailan died on the field with his men, betrayed by his most trusted general. Unopposed, the horde marched on the village of Lothering. The village burned and many innocents were slaughtered. The Champion’s family barely escaped in time, but while they were escaping, they saved the one you know as the Seer now, even though she was the one that saved them more. She wasn’t always as powerful and renowned as you may think. Before all this, she was just a poor innocent girl from a foreign land, called Marina…”

Marina POV

"I'm late! Oh boy, I'm so late for class! Madame Martin will kill me! As if she doesn't hate me already. Why is it raining?! I hate this!"

While I'm running in my green parka and on my probably drenched black converse, I see what seems like a really big white wolf. I must be seeing things. It's just probably a big husky. Oh well, finals and the rain do that to you. The poor dog must be drenched. As I try to come near him, he runs away.  

"Come here sweetheart, I won't hurt you.", I try to coax him but he keeps running. Might as well follow him, I probably missed the most of the class by now. "Wait! Don't go!"

He runs away and I follow him throughout Lisbon's university campus until he turns to an alley. When I reach the alley, the dog is no longer there but a really intricate mirror stands in his place. It's black and it's decorated with vines and flowers.

"Weird. This mirror seems familiar. But where have I seen it before?", I tap my chin with my small chubby hand in thought. "Oh well, might as well touch it. It's so beautiful."

As I touch it, the mirror starts emitting a green light and starts pulling me, " Wait! No! Help! I don't want to go!". I try to stop myself from being pulled but the unknown force is too strong and soon I'm entirely absorbed into a dark abyss. I only hear a really familiar female voice: "I found you, young seer." After that, I pass out.

In Thedas

Hawke's POV

"Keep running mother, we can do this.", I run while supporting my mother with my arm while Bethany and Carver are taking care of the small Darkspawn that were left.

"Where are we running to?", asks Bethany out of breath while she's holding her sceptre. "Anyplace is better than here.", grumbles Carver while he slashes the last one.

" We lost everything your father and I had built. Everything.", mother leaves my arm and cleans her tears.

As we are recovering our strength to keep running, I hear Bethany scream:  "Hawke, there is a girl passed out near the sea. Darkspawn are going in her direction! We have to help her!", she points towards a body seemingly close to us. We quickly run towards it and start slashing and burning the group of harlocks.

"Mother! See if she is alright! We'll take care of this!", I leave her and she goes towards the body. She kneels near it and realizes it's a young girl around the same age as her younger children. "You poor thing. What happened to you? Where is your family?", mother tries to check on her and realizes the girl is wearing really strange clothes.

Soon enough we finish the beasts and we rush towards mother. "Is she alright, mother?”, Bethany asks quite worried.

"She's drenched, her clothes are definitely not fereldan and she seems antivan due to her tanned complexion. Besides all that, she's only passed out and she's breathing evenly. Perhaps she's victim of a shipwreck.", mother looked at us.

"Thank the Maker.", says Bethany, quite relieved.

"We can't leave her here. She would be slaughtered by Darkspawn. We'll take her with us.", I said quite confidently. I don't know why but something was telling me I should protect her. I grabbed her in my arms in bride style and we kept walking.

"Don't you think we have enough to worry about?", Carver asked angrily.

"We are taking her, Carver. We can't leave the poor girl here. She's alone and has no one, unlike you.", I said rather defensively to my brother. He shut up and turned his head towards the ground, ashamed of his words.

As we keep walking, I inspect her closely in my arms. She's quite… cute, actually. She has dark brown wavy hair, in a disheveled updo and looks quite curvy. I wonder what color her eyes are? As I finish observing her, I realize she really is wearing weird clothes. I have never seen pants so tight and this coat thingy she's wearing is quite peculiar. Oh well, it doesn't matter. As I finish looking at her, she moves in my arms and cuddles closer to my chest.

"Mãe? Pai? Não me deixem! Por favor!", She cries while she sleeps. As I hear her cries I promise myself I'll protect her with all I have. Suddenly we see a couple, a woman warrior and a Templar. They are fighting Darkspawn, but the man looks quite injured. We rush to help them and Bethany and Carver kill the last ones.

" Are you alright? ", mother asks them.

 "Two mages! I cannot...hgh", the man points towards Bethany and the girl in my arms, and holds his bleeding side. I guess you're a mage too, little antivan.

"Wesley! They helped us. Can't you turn a blind eye to them?", the woman said as she holds him.

"I guess I can...hgh ", he painfully said.

"Come with us, we could use another sword.", I said.  

"I'll help you.", she said. "I'm Aveline and this is my husband Wesley", she introduced herself. "I'm Hawke, this is my mother Leandra, my brother Carver and my sister Bethany. This girl in my arms, we don't know.  We saved her from Darkspawn some minutes ago.”

"Nice to meet you, let's be on our way.", Aveline nodded in our direction and helped her husband walk. We kept our path and when we reached the center of a slope, we noticed we were surrounded by Darkspawn. We started walking to some rocks and I put the girl down near them and Aveline left her husband near her.

"Wesley stay with her while we fight them.", Aveline begged her husband. I left the girl in his and my mother’s care, while we fought the Darkspawn. As I slashed and bashed them with my shield, they seemed to never end. Suddenly an Ogre goes in Bethany's direction and I scream scared for her life.

" Bethany! Watch out!", I try to reach her but she isn't turning quick enough. As I start fearing for her life, I hear someone shout.

 Marina's POV

Aw, my head, where am I? This isn't my college! As I open my eyes, I look around me and see… Leandra and Wesley from Dragon Age II?! They are kneeled next to me, looking at Hawke fighting alongside his siblings and Aveline.  As I scrub my eyes and pinch myself wondering if this is all a dream, I realize it isn't.

Suddenly, I see an Ogre coming towards Bethany! I've always felt useless when It came to this part of the game and I couldn't save her. Not today! I must do something, but what? Perhaps if I call him to attention, it will give enough time for Bethany to run. So, I do the only thing I can do right now: I scream.

"NO!”, I kneel and reach my hand towards her. Everyone turns their eyes towards me for a second, when we hear a roar from the skies. Is that Flemeth?! Oh boy, it is! She will kill the Ogre. Flemeth burns every Darkspawn in her way and throws the Ogre out of the cliff. Thank god, they are all ok!

But why am I in Dragon Age II? This can't be happening! This must be a dream. As the dragon turns into Flemeth, and strances in my direction while she talks to Hawke to make a deal with him. Suddenly, she gets close to me and speaks:

"This isn't a dream, young seer. You've got more power than you think. When you finally accept it, come to Sundermount and I'll teach you." Flemeth turns towards Hawke "Protect her. She will be useful to you and she will be very important for your story.", she glances at me once again and leaves, in her dragon form.

As she leaves, everyone gets closer to me, looking amazed and some even scared at what I had done.

Bethany gets closer to me and thanks me, "Thank you so much! You saved my life."

As I start panicking, everyone starts questioning me about my whereabouts and my "powers". I finally look at Hawke. Oh my god! it's Eddard Hawke, the character I created in my game. He glances at me and smiles in my direction. He has beautiful blue eyes, black wavy hair, some facial hair and he was tall, with a strong build. As I inspect his physique, he talks in a really deep, yet kind voice:

"Guess I was right, you’re really something else, little Antivan."

Besides his words, there was only one thing in my mind at the moment: Well shit, why did I made you so hot?!

Chapter I End