A Song of Men and Beasts
A Crossover for "A Song of Ice and Fire" and "Pokemon"
Dramatis Personae
House Targaryen:
-Jhaeros, the first of his name, crown prince of Westeros
-Draxis, his Charizard
-Jhaeryon, the first of his name, King of the Andals, the Rhonyar and the First Men and Protector of the Realm
-Valerys, the first of her name, princess and betrothed to Jhaeros
-Svetlana, her Dragonite, and her Gardevoir (unnamed)
House Stark:
-Todd, Warden of the North and Lord of Winterfell
-Frost, his Absol
House Lannister:
-Typhos, Lord of Casterly Rock
-Razor, his Arcanine
House Arryn:
-Erwyn, Lord of the Eyrie and Warden of the East
-Talon, his Swellow
House Tyrell:
-Regynald, Lord of Highgarden and Warden of the West
-Thorn, his Roserade
House Baratheon:
-Tymothy, Lord of Storm's End
-Prongs, his Sawsbuck
House Martell:
-Maerie, Lady of Sunspear and Warden of the South
-Venom, her Seviper
Smallfolk and foreigners:
-The Silent Sister, a mysterious woman who is bound to the Stranger and appears in places of death and suffering
-Her Haunter (unnamed)
-The Faceless Man, an assassin from Braavos
-Toxicroak (unnamed)
-A Stark Soldier
-His Mightyena (unnamed)
Prologue
Thunder crashed and rain whipped against the windowpanes as Prince Jhaeros, heir to the Seven Kingdoms, walked down the long, dark hallway. Candles flickered along the walls, but what little light they gave off was drowned out by the intermittent flashes of lightning. Behind him was Draxis, his Charizard, whose claws gleamed sharply in the light. The flame on the end of Draxis' tail gave off more light than the candles, but not by much. Still, it was a hot flame, one that could burn a man's flesh off his bones.
Near the end of the hall, they met a man clothed in leathers and cloaked in shadows; a Faceless Man, one of the infamous assassins of Braavos. Behind him was a Toxicroak almost as tall as he was, the spikes on it's body gleaming with poisons.
Once the two were within a comfortable distance, the Prince whispered to the assassin. "You know your target? You're certain you can dispose of him?"
The Faceless Man nodded. "As long as you have payment. A man does not work for free."
Jhaeros nodded in return. "You shall have your gold, and copious amounts of it. But only once Tymon Lannister is dead and buried."
This time the assassin did not respond, but merely walked away. Still, Jhaeros knew that the deed would soon be done. Calmly, giving off no hint of emotion, he turned around and walked off, Draxis following suit.
And thus the war began.