Ellyn P.O.V

The glistening water of the Blackwater Bay acted as a mirror and forced Ellyn to gaze upon herself, her Lannister green eyes being her most captivating feature, there was then her dark hair that just about passed for the auburn shade which hung around and covered the rest of her face. Ellyn had inherited her hair from her mother who had passed away when she was very young, she didn't know her well enough to feel sad about it however seeing her father's piercing Lannister eyes gawking back at her caused her heart to tightening as though someone's fist was holding it nicely in place so that a sword or dagger could slide beautifully through the middle. Her Father had died in battle only a few years ago and for some reason Tywin declared that she would go and live with his daughter Cersei who at the time was the Queen, Cersei was pleasant enough to Ellyn but Ellyn was well aware that Cersei was not a pleasant woman so it must be an act.

The Lannister's were now at war with the Starks after the King called for Ned Stark's head, she closed her eyes tightly; Sansa Stark's scream was forever imprinted on her mind after that day. Ellyn was overjoyed for Sansa when Margery came along she would not be stuck married to that monster who answers by 'Joffrey' and bearing children for him, although Sansa and Ellyn did not see eye to eye she deeply sympathized with her, she was not a bad girl after all and she did not deserve the treatment she endured. Ellyn grimaced at her attempts to stop Joffrey bullying Sansa the way he did, they were almost as pathetic as her attempts to get Joffrey to leave her alone. At the beginning she was a bit relieved that Joffrey had found himself a new toy to play with and that she was left in box only for when he grew really bored, soon enough she discovered it was just as unpleasant watching someone else go through what she had been all these years a large part of her hoped that Robb Stark would decapitate the beast, but what would that mean for her a Lannister? She often reminisced about Robb and his family, she met them when she took a trip to Winterfell back when Robert Baratheon was king, she was happy to be around people her own age (Robb, Jon the bastard and Theon) as she found, although Tommen and Mrycella were truly sweet they were a bit young for her. She instantly got along well with Robb and Jon however she wasn't entirely sure how she felt about Theon Greyjoy, he was handsome young lad she could not deny this, she noticed him straight away because of this but his attitude seemed to dull down his looks, he often made foolish remarks about Tyrion's height, nothing Tyrion hadn't heard before of course, she was able enough for him, she envied him for his quick responses, she would of liked to have a way with words the way he did however she was hopeless with conversation, she was hopeless with everything really. She peered once again into the water and allowed it to take her back to Winterfell.

The youngest girl of the stark house was named Arya and she had a wildness in her, a wildness that Ellyn longed for and a freedom that she admired so. She watched her loose arrows and hit the targets better than her brother Bran who scowled, this was the odd part about her memory seeing Bran like this knowing that he is now crippled and that her family had played a part in it. Ellyn sighed watched,

"I wish I could do that," she said sourly, this somehow caused Theon to laugh, she didn't see how it was amusing,

"Have you not tried?" Jon asked,

"Or are you just shit Lannister?" Theon added, Robb threw him a look that could only be interpreted as 'shut up' and Theon obeyed, she had noticed he was always hanging around Robb.

"I haven't tried actually, ladies do not shoot arrows or learn how to use a sword at kings landing," Ellyn said regrettably, "We could teach you," Jon offered this caused her to smile, she wanted to throw her arms around him and embrace him but she decided not to instead she thanked him and accepted. She remembered how the bow and arrow felt so wobbly in her hands,

"Hold still, it won't work with you shaking like that," Jon said,

"Yeah, you'll be lucky if you hit the board at all never mind the target," Robb teased, Ellyn breathed and tried to steady up, in the end she let the arrow loose of fear it zoomed straight passed the target and into a tree she remembered how hot her cheeks felt at that particular moment and the laughter that erupted from Arya and Theon did not help the matters,

"I knew that was going to happen," Robb shook his head,

"You ought to be careful though, you don't want to end up hitting anyone,"

"I know, I'm sorry, I'm stupid," Ellyn muttered,

"You are not stupid it was just your first go," Robb told her with a smile,

"you will eventually get the hang of it, we all did although we learned when we were much younger than you," while Robb continued to speak Jon moved closer to her,

"We don't want an accident here so maybe I should help," he said as moved her arms into the right position, he held the arrow with her his hand around hers as they let it loose, it flew through the air spinning around before it hit the target just one circle away from the red one, "Very good, now you try that alone," he said moving away, she did not want him too though she felt very nervous as she mimicked the position Jon placed her in and she let yet another arrow loose, green eyes wide open this time and she just managed to hit the end of the board. Jon smiled,

"at least you hit it this time,"

"Just about," Theon rolled his eyes and Bran and Arya started chasing each other around the field, I can do this she told herself, and let another arrow loose this time getting a bit closer,

"See your getting the hang of it!" Robb stated she continue to fly arrows never hitting the red circle but not being too far from it either. Jon helped with her position another few times and it was sundown before she finally hit her target she jumped into the air and screamed,

"I did it! I really did it! Did you see that," she continued to jump another few times,

"Yeah brilliant, now do it again," Robb said, again? She thought what if she missed? She didn't want to take away from the moment, "come on," Robb added,

"You can do this, you've just done it," Jon told her, she inhaled as much air as her lungs would allow and let the arrow loose this one seemed to take longer to hit the board than the others however when it finally reached it sat beside the first arrow right in the middle of the red, the boys noticed her shocked face,

"Well now that you can loose an arrow, what do you say we teach you how to swing a sword tomorrow?" Jon beamed,

"Yes, I would like that very much," Ellyn returned the smile,

"Ok tomorrow then, lets head back inside for now though," Robb yawned.

A glimpse of golden hair and eyes that matched her own appearing in Blackwater Bay awoke her from the dream of her memory, she looked as the boy who owned these features full lips curved into a malicious smile, she felt a tight grasp at the back of her hair and before she could vocally react she was plunged under the water, she felt the water attack every gaping hole it invaded her nose, filled her ears and penetrated through her mouth moving coarsely down her throat, she tried to scream she couldn't her eyes stung fiercely, after what seemed to be a lifetime she was dragged back to the surface the water ran out of her like angry battle men she fought to catch her breath, but only in vain and she was involuntarily back under the water in seconds, she flung herself forward fully into the water, her hair ripping off in his pale hands and swam down and across until she was far enough away from the edge when she reached the surface she panted a lot looking up at the king who stood with a disgusted look on his face as he attempted to remove her hair which was intertwined in his fingers,

"Did you seriously just try to drown me!" she demanded,

"Oh Ellyn, you always had a taste for drama haven't you, I was merely having a bit of fun," he said removing the last few strands of her hair and casting it into the ocean, "anyway it appears you have ruined your new gown, mother won't be too pleased about that and you have been summoned for dinner,"

"I do not want dinner," she spat,

"I am the king, and when I say you are going to have dinner, you are going to have dinner, now get out of the water at once you imbecile and get dressed for dinner!" his voice was very annoying in her ear.

"As you wish your grace," she swam over to edge and Joffrey watched as she struggled to pull herself up, her dress was weighing her down a lot as it was already heaving and now drenched in the water,

"Women, such weak creatures," he taunted, Ellyn clenched her teeth together she knew she was stronger than he was anyway, but she didn't dare tell him that, although she reckoned if they were to fight one on one he would flee as he done in the battle of Blackwater, the foolish common people really believed he lead the force but she knew the truth. In the end she had to remove her dress to get out of the water, after all Joffrey wasn't going to help her,

"Why Ellyn look at you, ready for littlefingers brothel you are," he laughed a menacing laugh, "although I don't imagine the gentlemen would pay much for you," She pulled her dress out of the water and stepped into it,

"No they wouldn't would they," she signed to herself,

"Of course they wouldn't, isn't that what I just said? Your boring me now, walk with me to the castle, I want to see what mother says when I tell her you've been swimming in that new dress," he said grabbing her arm and pulling her along.

Ramsay P.O.V

The brown and black horse's galloped loudly and fast through the trees, the boys that sat upon both moved up and down as the horse's weaved in and out of between trees and jumping over ones that had fallen down on the pathway. The calls of the men shouting could still be heard, but only faintly now, as they got deeper and deeper into the forest. The horses came to a small clearing in the forest and the horses slowed into a light trot and the black haired man turned his head and looked at the strawberry blonde one, Theon Greyjoy's face was sweaty and in a somewhat frightened expression as his eyes met the blue ones of the Ramsay Bolton, which Ramsey was sure Theon did not know him, in front of him, Theon smiled and sighed with relief, if the this young man had not came when he did Theon would still be being tortured and kept prisoner in the hands on the Bolton's.

"Thank you," Theon choked out as he looked quickly over his shoulder hearing a branch snap in the distance. The dark haired man slowed his horse again, bringing Theon's horse now close to the back of his,

"Its my pleasure, Lord Greyjoy," Ramsay answered but did not turn to face the blonde haired boy, his face grew into a twisted smirk as he faced forward listening to Theon talk of his father and family,

"If you hadn't of came and got me, I don't know how long I would have been kept there," Theon said, the dark haired man breathed," Where are we going did you say?" He asked, Ramsay turned his head to Theon, his eyes wide and a mouth opened slightly,

"I am taking you to your sister, she's waiting for you up a head," He answered motioning with his head. Once they had been riding for another ten minutes, Ramsay dropped down from his horse and waited for Theon to do the same,

You have no idea where you are going Iron born, he spoke to himself in his mind, awfully trusting for some in your position, his head buzzed as he tried to keep himself from smiling. He began walking, keeping himself down low as not to be seen by the men searching for Theon, Theon was talking about his how his father had made him go to fishing village's, Ramsay was not fully listening, but every so often would ask a question or turn to face him to signal that he was listening but he was to busy talking amongst himself in his own head,

This is actually rather fun, he suspect nothing and he is following along behind me unquestioning of our whereabouts all because I am dressed in peasant clothes, He once again turned his head to Theon as he began unlocking a gate that seemed to lead them under ground, the metal bars hidden with over grew grass and leaves, This is by far my favorite game to date, the fun we will have together Greyjoy when I have you back where I want you to be, your to busy talking about how hard you life has been and how horribly you have been treated to even ask my name. This is going to be a great surprise for you my friend, I'm getting to excited I'm barely able to contain myself, he laughed to himself inside his head and turned to face Theon once more who was now sitting on the ground waiting for the next gate to be opened,

"I could never be a Stark, Robb made sure to remind me of that," Theon continued, "I paid the iron price for Winterfell I murdered those boys,' he stated sadly, Ramsay stopped unlocking the gate and looked at him,

"The stark boys?" he asked, Oh now I'm getting all this information as well and he just so freely given it to me he pondered in his mind,

"No, I just found them," Theon answered, It's not the Stark boys? Well this is a twist that I was not expecting he continued in his head and turned away as he smirked to himself," just two orphan boys living with a farmer, I slit their throats and let him burn the bodies so I could keep Winterfell" Ramsay turned with his face full of sadness, You'll not be keeping anything Greyjoy he shouted in his mind and quickly looked away from Theon again as his face grew wide with a smile.

"Maybe it's not to late," Ramsay softly interjected as he unlocked the door, Theon shook his head and continued talking his voice filled with sadness and tears, which only seemed to excite Ramsay more and he could feel his body filling with happiness, as he pushed opened the gate and both of them entered through it and into a dark room.

Theon began whispering his sisters name loudly but was hushed loudly by Ramsay as we walked further into the dark room, We have arrived at your new home young lord Ramsay spoke to himself in his head as he lit a torched and lifted it up, enlighten the whole room. Theon's face grew terrified as he looked around and realized suddenly where he was, Ramsay's face grew into his twisted smiled as their eyes met and he shouted,

"I brought him back he killed the others," Theon's face paled and he began to say what but was tackled to the ground by two large men, Ramsay's eyes grew with excitement as the two men began to lift Theon's body back on to the rack and Ramsay ran quickly round to be in front of it as he watched, His eyes zoomed with excitement, over the struggle taking place in front of him, Theon's screams and roars only excited Ramsay more as his smile grew wider showing all his teeth. Ramsay lowered his head slightly never taking his eyes off Theon and as he said with an excited but low voice,

"Put him back where he belongs," The men fashioned the straps and Ramsay stared up at Theon. Now the real fun begins, he thought to himself as he aloud his smiled to stay widely on his face.