Note: Thanks for reading, I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire or Game of Thrones or any material you may recogise. Also just want to let people know some of the ages of people will be different. This is inspired by a few of the Baratheon OC fanfictions, I have drawn a lot from the introduction of The Fury is Mine- ASOIAF.

262 AC

A brawny man standing tall at six feet and five inches, his hair as black as night and his eyes a deep blue even the sea would be envious about. Steffon Baratheon is his name and currently he is pacing up and down the lowly lit hall as he listened to the screaming coming from the next room where his wife was giving birth. One of the largest storms he had been gifted to see was raging on, Perhaps one of the largest in history. The storm made him think of the storm kings of old Durran Godsgrief, The Devout, Bronze-Axe, The Fair, The Fat, Half-blood and others even the last one Argilac the Arrogant who ruined his house by being exactly what he is called Arrogant. It led to the Death of House Durrandon and the birth of House Baratheon where Orys took Argilacs daughter as wife Argella Durrandon last of her name, Orys took and adopted the stag banner, honors and words of the Durrandons, Ours is the Fury.

His musings were cut short at the sound of silence the door opening with one of the midwives stepping out. Her piercing grey eyes seemed to look into his soul if he didn't know any better.

"Mi'lord you have a healthy child ... your wife wishes to see you now." The midwife said in a gentle voice with clear signs of exhaustion.

"Go rest Jena." He said before moving into the room where his new child awaited him.

Nearly missing the nod from the midwife Steffon walked into the room, His wife lay in the bed still looking as beautiful as the day he saw her, sweet dark brown hair her eyes a mix of blue and green making a sweet teal that he loves to lost in. She is a powerful woman one that you should never piss off, He still thanks his father this day that he got betrothed to her, the woman he longed for when he first saw her at Greenstone, the woman he loves Cassana Estermont.

Cassana his wife laid in bed with a bundle in her arms, she looked up and gave him a weary smile clearly exhausted from childbirth.

"A boy Steffon." She almost whispered as she passed over the bundle towards her husband "He will grow up to be strong." Steffon looked at the bundle the child was larger than most, hair as black as the night just like his if not seemingly darker, his eyes closed but one could already assume they are blue. A massive roar made Steffon look up at the storm still raging on, one could only assume what damage the storm had caused, A small gurgle made him look down the child now had his eyes open.

A deep blue that you could get lost in as if you were on the waves themselves, it made him think as he had always wanted to travel the seas or have a navy to control the sea. The eyes entranced him just like his wifes eyes already do, he didn't even notice when old maester Castos entered the room behind him.

"What should we name him love?" Cassana said casting a glance at the maester before looking at Steffon hadn't took his eyes off the babe. "I know you said something about Rober-"

"Durran." He quickly interrupted "Durran Baratheon." Cassana was a little bit shocked as he had said if he was to have a boy it would be named Robert or Stannis this was out of the blue but Durran sounds like a strong name just like the Strong storm outside perhaps the influence of the name was caused by the Storm.

"A strong and Beautiful name" She declared proudly as he passed Durran down to her and she could see now why he hadn't took his eyes of the babe as she saw his eyes for the first time losing herself into his Deep Blue eyes. Another loud thunder clap came and Durran roared back in defiance and grabbing her finger with Baratheon strength making her wince at the power behind the small hands.

"A true Baratheon" Steffon chucked sheepishly as Cassana cast him a sharp glare before chuckling along with him, before looking back down at the babe in her arms.

"Durran is a Stormborn you know." Steffon said suddenly causing Cassana to quickly look up at him again "Tonight has been the biggest storm I've seen my entire life, perhaps one of the biggest in history and Durran has come to us during this storm." he said gazing into her eyes before looking at Durran "He's a gift from the Gods a gift from Elenei, a Stormborn."

"He hasn't cried through the storm like any normal child would, I suppose that is a gift." She said looking at the babe and then Steffon as he just chuckled at the statement that Cassana had just said.

"We Baratheons hardly cry and if we do it means a great pain has been set upon us, from losing a family member we like or losing the love of our life, just like the sea lost Elenei, that is when we show our fury because Ours is the fury." Steffon declared proudly

"Shut up you big brutish oaf." a new voice said catching the attention of the room occupents, Steffon stiffening as he recognised the voice, slowly turning to the figure in the door as Cassana stiffled her giggles.

At the door was a monst- ahem his mother Rhaelle Targaryen she was a goddess in the human form or monster in the terms of Steffon. Her piercing lilac eyes roaming the room her pale skin showing with the storm and the pale silver-gold hair that is always perfectly braided to the left side of her head in front of her shoulder. Steffon watches his mothers eyes roam the room stopping on him making him gulp before they look at the bundle in his wifes arms he waches as her eyes soften before approaching the child, His wife holds out the bundle to his mother who takes it gently.

"Don't listen to my oaf of a child son your a dragon as much as a stag, I'll make sure you are smarter that than him." Rhaelle said chuckling as the child gurgled back in response causing Cassana to once again stiffle the gigles that set upon him.

"Hey! I'm not that bad." wined Steffon looking very much the child he still is causing a few chuckles around the room.

"Worse, you were so much worse, you wouldn't stop crying during the storm you brat." his mother retored "He is already man enough for loud noises and he isn't even a name day old." Causing laughter around the room even his wife stopped trying to hide it.

Steffon just took a seat next to Cassana looking defeated as his mother placed Durran back in Cassana's arms as she closed her eyes and drifted of to sleep the babe still snuggled into her arms, His mother just ruffled his hair like he was a kid as he looked up into the pure smiling face of his mother, he smiled back before drifting to sleep in the chair beside the bed.

Everyone in the room knew that Durran would be destined to do great things, they just didn't know how far he would go, how great he would be, and if they would even get to see him become great they could only hope that they would be around for long enough.

This chapter has been edited.

A few changes from the lore.