Akame woke up remembering nothing except her name and the fact that it was freezing cold. There were snow and trees everywhere. She found a sheathed long katana and short katana next to her. She was also wearing strange red and black armor and a helmet with a mask. Akame strapped the swords to her hip. She then paced around while thinking of what to do. Akame then decided to try and find a path or village. It wasn't long before she met people. After a while of walking, she found a group of seven men walking towards her. They were all wearing animal skins and fur, they were also tall and fairly bulky. They stopped in front of Akame, one who seemed like the leader stepped forth and started talking. She could not understand anything he was saying. But she noticed they were all equipped with axes and swords.

They are aggressive in their postures, ready to draw an attack. Akame was oddly calm, she wondered why. 'I can't remember anything but my name, how is it that I am so calm when people so ready to kill me are straight in front of me?' She waited until they charged her. It wasn't a long wait, apparently, they were tired of her not responding. When one of them was close enough Akame's body moved without her mind registering it, quickly drawing her katana and swinging it in one motion, cutting the man in half. Blood and guts pouring out of the two halves.
The others quickly stopped for a second. Most certainly re-assessing her threat level. But Akame was having a little inside turmoil. 'I just killed a man! I cut him in half, what have I done?' She was wide-eyed and trembling in light of what she has done. Two more of these men started charging her. Akame quickly realized she would die if she did not defend herself and decided this was not the time to think about what happened. There was one to the right and one to the left. Three more behind those two in a line and the last one was trying to flank her back. Akame quickly asserted the field and enemy position in all but an instant without herself consciously doing so.

Akame quickly formed a battle plan and carried it out. 'First, I will take out the legs on the left one, then continue that swing straight into the back of the right one.' She ran, so fast in fact. That she reached the one guy on the left so fast he wasn't able to register that he lost his leg before the guy next to him was dead. "ARGHHHHHHHHHHH" The legless guy screamed so loud while clutching the bloodied stump of what used to be his leg. Akame's red eyes seemed to glow with focus as she spun to the right and quickly stabbed the legless guy in the throat with her Katana and pulled it out, blood sprayed across the snow. *snap* Akame quickly sidestepped to the left as an ax overhead swing almost cleaved her. She had forgotten the one person flanking her. With a little turn, Akame slashed at the throat of the now dead flanker. The three other people started running away. She quickly realized why as she heard horse hooves stampeding towards her. She quickly sheathed her long katana, and sat on her knees and laid her katana and short katana in the snow. The men on the horses had fur capes and leather armors. They then stopped close to Akame.

The one at the front started talking, he brown-blonde hair that reached the start of the shoulders, and a trimmed full beard. Akame still could not understand a single word of what anyone where saying. Akame decided to try something.
She pointed at herself and said "Akame". The one speaking looked baffled for a second, before speaking again. Akame tried again, this time more slowly and pronounced "A-KA-ME". The person had a realization in his eyes and responded something Akame reckoned was a name. He pointed to himself and said "Eddard Stark". Akame repeated his name "Eddard Stark". The one named Eddard nodded. He got off his horse and walked towards her slowly as the rest of his party got of their own horses. Eddard looked around, his gaze lingering mostly on the four fur clothed men she killed. Eddard pointed towards the bloodied men in the snow, then proceeded to point at Akame. Akame then nodded to confirm that she did kill them. Eddard proceeded to wave her to follow him. She stood up and took her swords, then walked towards Eddard.

He pointed to her swords then at some brown-black long haired guy. Akame got the gist of it and gave her katana's to him. Eddard then climbed up his horse, and then stretched out his hand for her. She took his hand and climbed up on the horse. 'What a day, first I wake up in the middle of nowhere. Get attacked, and now I am riding on a horse with a guy I just met, towards gods know where' Akame thought as the events of today finally caught up with her, including the fact that she killed someone. Her mind was racing for a long time. Until she became tired and fell asleep on this strangers back.

Couple of hours later

Akame woke up on a bed inside a stone room. The room was lit with wax candles, she had wool blankets and her armor and helmet laid beside the bed. Although her swords where nowhere to be seen. 'I have no idea where I am, I cannot act rashly.' was Akame's thoughts before the door suddenly opened to reveal an old man in a gray robe and a receding hairline. Some guards entered as well, most likely this person was important. He started talking away in their foreign language, he then switched through several languages to look for a language which Akame could understand. She understood none of the languages and the old man looked frustrated. He and his guards left the room for awhile. Akame decided to study the room. 'There is a window, I should take a look.' She stood up and took a few steps until she reached the window. 'There's a yard, I wonder who those kids that are sparring are?' She contemplated as she noticed two young children sparring with wooden swords.
She stood there watching until the door opened again. The gray-robed old man came back with several books and papers. He even brought in a small desk and a chair. He still looked somewhat annoyed, seems fair considering the communication barrier. He motioned for Akame to sit down, seeing no reason to refuse, she sat down. He placed a book in front of her, it was a fairly big book. He opened it and started pointing at what seemed to be letters, then proceeded to pronounce them and have her pronounce them.
Akame was shocked. 'He is going to teach me their language, for what reason would he do that?' Even with her shock, she tried to emulate him as much as possible.
After several hours of this, Akame decided that this was going to take a while.

3 Weeks Later

Akame was right, learning their language did take a while. It didn't help that she was confined to her room until she could speak in sentences. Which she finally had learned after several hours of learning how to read and speak every day. Granted it was grammatically horrible sentences. But it was somewhat understandable. She also figured out the name of the man teaching her. His name was Luwin, Maester Luwin. She also learned a bit of geography of the land, She was currently in a castle named Winterfell in the north thanks to Luwin teaching her. Apparently, he was some sort of scholarly advisor on everything ranging from medicine to teaching children history and language. She had to admit, it was impressive. The amount of reading he must have done to be so knowledgeable had to have been most immense.
Lord stark would also stop by every once in awhile to check on her and her progress, Maester Luwin insisted on calling people by their titles. He was happy when he heard Akame say Eddard without any honorifics. But Akame did not mind, nothing could ruin her good mood.

Because today was the day she would try talk about what happened with Lord Stark. There was a knock at the door and a voice. "Are you ready Akame?" came the voice of Maester Luwin. Akame responded as she moved closer to the door "I ready" Her common was still not great. Maester Luwin escorted Akame to Lord Stark's solar. When they entered they found Lord Stark sitting behind his desk and beckoning Akame to sit. The Lord of Winterfell took a long look at Akame before speaking. "Can you tell me what happened the day my party found you surrounded by four dead wildlings?" Akame nodded and thought back to the day Eddard found her. "I wake up in snow, armor on and swords on ground. Not remember anything but name Akame. Seven men with fur and weapons attack, I kill so I can live. Then you come, and three of them run." Akame tried so hard to speak in proper sentences, but no matter how much she tried, she could not speak in perfect grammar. She did come to terms with the fact that she has killed eventually. Akame decided that killing was sometimes necessary. She did not enjoy it, and never would.

Lord Stark stared at her, before asking her a question. "How would you like to become a part of the Household Guards?" Akame's eyed widened in surprise and shock 'He trusts me that much already?' Akame could honestly not believe her ears. "I will guard since Lord Stark asked" She accepted resolutely.