Disclaimers: I do not own Games of Thrones or Shadow of Mordor.

Author's Notes: Just an attempt to see if I can do stories outside Fairy Tail. I was working on my other story Romeo Rising, while playing Shadow of Mordor, while watching Game of Thrones and thought " Wonder if I can put these two together?", and here's what happened. Please review if you want. Constructive criticism is welcome. In this story Celebrimbor really is bound to Talion's body, I think this adds a more creative spin to the story. Also Talion forsook his knighthood after the attack on the Black Gates, feeling it was his fault for not seeing the attack coming. Thus he feels responsible for the death of his Wife, Son, and all the men under his command.

You should read my other story if you're a Fairy Tail fan: Romeo Conbolt: Fire Incarnate, basically Romeo gifted in learning different types of fire base magics.

This Chapter was beta by Lord Dream, author of the story; Emerald Eye's.

Chapter 1

Mordor

Talion stood over the body of Sauron, or at least the Black Hand possessed by Sauron. Celebrimbor has returned back to his body with Sauron's "death".

"It's over, it's finally over. Ioreth and Dirhael, you can finally rest.", Talion nearly cries. A ghostly figure appears next to him.

"You have walked a long and hard road Talion, but now it has come to an end." Celebrimbor said.

"But what now?" Talion asks.

"We should travel to Valinor, the Undying Lands. It is a land of spirits. Hopefully there we can find a way to get me separated from your body."

"I was hoping we could stay here, and mop up the remnants of Sauron's army..." Talion started to say before a huge burst of magic in the form of black light erupted from the Black Hand's body.

"Whats going on?!" Talion screamed over the loud noise.

"It must be a reaction to Sauron leaving the Black Hand's body!" Celebrimbor responded.

The black light began to surge towards Talion.

"Talion quick! Channel all of my magic at the light, Now!" Celebrimbor screams.

Talion focuses everything he has into the creeping black light. As the two forces collide, they create an explosion of swirling black, white blue lights that engulfed Talion. It's the last sight he sees before his world went dark.

King's Landing

Talion awakens to the sounds of screaming and swords clashing. He's laying on the ground, in what looks like an alley. As he sits up, holding his head to ease the pounding, he can't help but wonder what's about happen. As he looks around he notices the differently structural buildings, a port, and what looks like a red castle off in the distance. This is definitely not Mordor.

"Where am I?" He asks himself as Celebrimbor appears next to him.

"It would seem that my magic clashing with the black magic, cause an explosion sending us to a different place." he explained.

"Yes, I can see that, but where? I never seen, nor heard of a place like this." Talion said.

"Neither have I, but right now you should be concerned about whatever is making that noise." Celebrimbor warned.

Talion using his Wraith Sight is able to see a massive amount of people fighting it out in the streets nearby. He's able to see only a small percentage of them are actually wearing armor and wielding weapons, while the rest look like street peasants. The peasants would use their advantage in numbers to overwhelm the armored ones, killing them and taking their weapons to kill the other ones.

"It seems to be a riot." Talion says.

"Humans and your inability to keep order." Celebrimbor said.

Suddenly Talion heard a child scream come from nearby.

"Help me! Help me, please! Somebody!" Was heard from out in the streets. Then he heard other voices, much deeper, and full of malice.

"Kill the Bastard!"

"Kill the Abomination!"

"Kill them all!"

He sees a boy looking to be in his preteens, with blonde hair and green eyes, with fear etched on his face running for his life.

Coming up behind him is a mob of men and women with weapons in their hands and the look of murder on their faces.

"That poor lad." Celebrimbor says, "Oh well, at least he won't be alive long enough to deal with the pain of living. That mob looks to be out for blood."

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Talion says as he quickly scales the building next to him, and takes off running across the roofs of the houses.

"Ranger, we are in a strange land. We don't know the people, or the culture. I'm surprised that we even know the language. Getting involved is unwise, we should think about a way to get to Valinor or at least Mordor." Celebrimbor said.

"And let some defenseless boy be murder by a mob?" Talion asks, "I will not sit by and let that happen. I could never face Ioreth and Dirhael if I did!"

"It seems your mind is made-up then. Let's just hope nothing bad comes of it." Celebrimbor said grimly.

The boy and the mob came to a dead end after a few moments. The boy turned around to see the mob moving closer towards him, with their weapons at the ready. In a moment of utter fear, the crying boy wet himself.

"I wonder how long his body can feed us for?" One man asks.

"Probably a good three days with all the food he's eaten in the Red Keep while we're starving down in Flea Bottom." Another man answered.

"We could hold him hostage, and demand a ransom." A woman inquired.

"Ransom takes too long and I'm hungry now, so let's dig in!" The first man yelled as he charged with his sword in the air.

The boy saw the blade coming toward him, and closed his eyes waiting for the strike. But the strike never came. He hears a sound of metal striking metal, and opens his eyes a little to see a man with the look of a Northern, but the feel of a foreigner blocking the sword with his own before he parried and punched the man back into the mob.

"That will be enough out of you." Talion said, "Leave now, and none of you have to die."

"You think you can kill us all, pig fucker?" The man he punched said through a bloody mouth.

"No one has to die here today, but if you attack me or the boy, you are my enemy. I kill my enemies." Talion said.

"Kill them both! The boy and his boot-licker!" The man yelled, as a number of the mob rush toward Talion.

Talion looks back at the boy and says, "Stay where you are if you wish to live child".

Not waiting for a response, Talion turns to face the first attacker as he sidesteps a down swing from a club and stabbed him through the neck with his sword Urfael. The man quickly slumps to the ground. Sensing a second attack from behind, Talion turns to block him, afterward kneeing the man in his gut. A quick stab to the back ended the man's life.

Talion felt guilty about killing peasants, but these people were prepared to kill and eat a defenseless young boy, so Talion tossed his feelings on the whole matter aside. Soon he lost himself in the frenzy of combat. Jumping and vaulting around the mob, slaying all who held a weapon toward him. Flowing like a river around his opponents, his blade cutting through them all. He hadn't even needed to draw his dagger, Acharn or use Celebrimbor's bow, Azkar.

When the battle was done, there were over two dozen bodies littered throughout the place. Him without a scratch, or evening breaking a sweat. Compare to Orcs, these guys went down way too easy, but that didn't make him feel better though. He looks up and see's the mob finally starting to realize just how bad of an idea it had been to charge him. The peasants looked on with sheer terror in their eyes, and going by the smell, in their pants too.

"Leave. Now." Was all Talion said.

It started as a trickle. As one person left, then a stream as a few more people flee, and then it turned into a flood as the whole lot of them took off running, screaming…

"He's inhuman! The Shadow of Death!" He hears them say.

"At least they're right about the inhuman part." He grimly thinks with a dark smirk.

He turns around to see the boy trembling with fear. As he takes a step toward him the boy tries to back away, but his back already against the wall.

"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you, just calm down, its okay." Talion says trying to calm the boy's nerves.

He puts his sword away and shows him both hands open.

"Now how about you tell me your name, and we can see if we can find your parents, or whoever takes care of you." Judging by his clothes he must belong to some noble family, so they shouldn't be all that difficult to find.

"My name Talion. Can you tell me yours?" He asks.

The boy still trembling managed to finally talk after a moment.

"My name is Prince Tommen Baratheon of House Baratheon. Brother of King Joffery Baratheon, son of the Late King Robert Baratheon and Queen Cersei Baratheon." The boy said before the events of the day finally took there toll on him, and he passed out from exhaustion.

Talion stands there for a moment, taking in everything Tommen had just said.

"Well now." Celebrimbor starts to say, "Seems you just made our stay in this place a lot more interesting."

Author's Notes: Let me know if you guys like this type of story. Now back to Romeo Rising. See ya later.