Chapter 4
Essos
Near the Ruins of the Valyrian Freehold
274 AC
Daeron's P.O.V
2 years it had taken 2 years to find a credible source on the location of the Legion apparently they went to the borders of the Freehold to morn the loss of there Ancient Homeland there leader was a man called Tazal who according to talk was a cunt the only reason he was still there commander was no one dare challenged him. Well not yet anyway I needed an army and he had one but the closer I got to the borders I felt a strange Energy pulling me get stronger and stronger what in the Seven Hells was going on.
"Hold it there move and will kill you" came a voice from the front as I saw 4 men 3 of them archers the other a swordsmen there weapons drawn at me . "Who are you and what are you doing here speak before we cut you down" the swordsmen who I guessed was an officer because of the Golden helmet he wore demanded from me slowly I raised my hands to my hood lowering it to reveal my Valyrian features. "Greetings legionnaires I am Daeron Targaryen Blood of Dragon Lords of old I have come to challenge your Commander for the Leadership of the Legions" I responded in High Valyrian shocking the legionnaires who agreed to take me to there camp.
2 hours later
Turing to Rhogar the officer of the group of men that found me I gave him a look "when you said camp I did not expect the camp to be the size of Kings landing" seriously I had never seen such a large amount of people gathered in one place and the capital had a population of half a million people these weren't just the solders but there family's blacksmiths farmers healers whores money lenders it was a mobile Empire with no land to call there own. We arrived at the Center of the camp and there he was Tazal sitting on a Throne like a Dragon Lord of old he gave me one hell of a sneer as he stood drawing his Valyrian Steel Blade "so you are the boy who dare challenges me the king of the Legion that steel Blade wont last long against this Boy are you Ready to die"
Wow what a speech just to piss him off a I laughed while drawing my blade " your petty threats don't scare me Tazal you call yourself a King yet you have no lands your people are forced to travel the land I will help them forge a new Nation while you will be dust in the wind"
There was no talking after that as Tazal charged at me swinging wildly it was times like this I am glad I had Sir Barristan teach me the solders and civilians gathered to watch the fight while he had brute strength and experience on his side I had speed and marshal training standing black with my arms held to my side daring him to strike and the fool fell for it hoping to pierce my Heart he stabbed straight forward at the last second I twisted my Body around the blade while smashing my own into it causing my desired effect. He dropped his blade only for my to shatter using what was left of the blade still attached to the hilt my blade made its mark in his neck in the back of my mind I heard a very familiar voice in my head "well done master now I offer you my final gift call his name and he will appear".
Normal P.O.V
The crowd was in complete silence not including the gurgling sound coming form Tazal or Daeron's panting they watched as he picked up Tazal blade holding it in the air "I am Daeron of the House Targaryen by right of conquest I claim command of the Lost Legion join me and together we will forge a new Nation a new Empire The time of the Dragon has Returned Balerion !"
When he shouted that name no one expected to hear a response especially coming from the direction of the Freehold it was only when it was sighted fling from the clouds of smoke was a beast from the days of old a Black scaled Dragon flew over the camp before turning and landing just behind Daeron letting out a roar so loud people at castle Black could probably Hear it the solders and civilians dropped to the knees and chanted together "long live Daeron Targaryen Dragon Lord of the Empire of New Valyria!"
3 hours later
Command tent
Camp of Daeron Targaryen
Rhogar's P.O.V
Daeron had ordered all commanders to gather for a meeting but not before naming me the new commander of the legions we had maps of Essos and the Stepstones laid out before us deciding on what to attack first while we could not occupy the Freehold we could take back the former colony's
"So General how many men do we have ready to fight " Daeron asked looking at me "your Grace we have 250 thousand legionnaires Ready to fight divided into legion 10 Legions of 25 thousand" he nodded looking back down on the map "right now lys Myr and Tyrosh are at war again over the disputed lands leaving only one viable option for us. We shall take the Stepstones ready the men we march at day break have our ships meet us near Pentos" snapping to attention we bowed walking out of his tent to ready our forces and break down camp, of course Balerion had to decided to rest right next to where I had to go his eyes followed me as I walked past him which was bloody terrifying but also satisfying soon our new Empire would rise to rival both the Seven Kingdoms and the new ghiscari Empire our King would crush them all in Fire and Blood our new banner was a nice change it was the original 3 headed Red Dragon on a black field bit with 2 blades crossed underneath with golden wreath around the Dragon stating and the swords we kept the words though Fire and Blood had such a nice ring to it.
The next day our legions marched it would take a few weeks to make it to the coast by then the war in the Disputed Lands would be in full swing leaving the Stepstones open for conquest the King had sent Balerion ahead as it would shock the world to see a Dragon but only when the time was right. Personally I believe he did it to spite his father turns out I was right.
Authors note: hello people yes Daeron now has a Dragon more information about him will be in the next chapter also sorry about the duel not being very detailed when it comes to large scale fights it's easier to write then one on one fights also not to worry this is not the last time we will see the Freehold.
Revan Shan 2077