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Chapter 10: Helping the Night's Watch and Arya's Order

3rd Person Pov

The Night's Watchmen were scared, and rightly so. They were going to be facing the biggest enemy any of them had ever faced. A platoon of united and angry wildlings, armed for 1,000 men. Not the many slightly starved boys and cowardly criminals that truly faced them.

As soon as dawn came the wildlings began the siege. The archers hitting their archers and the men waiting by the gate, that was slowly being broken through by axes and spears. Then at long last they broke through hitting the men like a tidal wave of metal and strength.

Men were being cut down like flies. Falling to the superior numbers and wild fighting that the wildlings had in their favor.

Then the wildlings heard screams coming from their own flank. They looked back to see men charging their backs. The one leading them was dark colored and wore a strange helmet that one man recognized.

"They're the Unsullied."

"What are you going on about now Sam!?"

"The Unsullied! The slave soldiers that Daenerys Targaryen uses! Who went to the East?!"

"It's Jon!"

Then there's a roar of some animal and they all watch the dragon that Jon left with. Then following behind him was another that was golden. They immediately set to torching the cannibals and when the possessed hawk went towards the green dragons rider, it dropped down dead.

Then the dragons flew low and two men dropped down. One of them they recognized as Jon Snow but the other was muscled, dark-haired, blue eyed and brandished a hammer. They charged into the melee and started to cut down the men that they were fighting. The Night watchmen rallied and they got rid of the wildlings.

It was barely an hour since they had started. The wildlings were put into piles and their bodies were burned.

"Jon!"

"Sam! How are you?!"

"I'm alive aren't I? So who's this?"

"Gendry Waters, the King's bastard."

"Hello."

"So where you've been?"

"Dealing with the fact that I'm now Jon Stark."

"What?"

"Yeah, my brother apparently knew that if anything happened to him there would be no adult heir. So he made me his legitimate brother and heir."

Arya choose that moment to land with her dragon and Rhaegal following her. She got off and walked to her brother.

"Arya these are my friends Sam, Gregg, and Pyp. Guys this is my little sister Arya."

"Lady Arya-"

"Call me Arya, the only lady in our family is Sansa. I didn't get out of King's Landing and the Lannister's hands by being a lady."

"No you did it with a sword, or a dagger, or that assassin Jaken."

Arya sticks out her tongue at him.

"Your just green because I can use a sword better than you can."

"Alright you two lovebirds argument over."

They blush and gape at Jon who just smirks mischievously.

"So, Jon I assume you're working with Deanerys Targaryen."

"Yes and?"

"How's that coming along?"

"You're asking if I've gotten into bed with her or not aren't you Gregg?"

"Yes, have you?"

"No, I haven't because both of us don't want to fall into another's bed."

"I didn't see Ygritte."

"She's dead, on the way to return the dragon I found the cannibals eating her."

"Jon, I'm sorry."

"And Dany lost her unborn son and her husband."

"Sorry if I pissed you off mate."

"It's fine. It's just you being you."

"So, I guess you're not coming back."

"Yeah, I'll visit, and maybe if we win, I can change some rules around."

They laughed at him until they realized if they won what that would mean.

"If you win this you'll be our king."

"Maybe, I'm not sure yet."

"Hah, but that would be supremely interesting. A bastard for a king."

"Actually there's been two rather recently."

"Yeah, but they were being controlled by someone else so they don't count."

"Yes that is true."

The four friends reunite until the Maester comes down.

"Jon!"

"Maester Aemon! It is good to see you again."

"Come here, we need to speak."

Jon follows the old man into his chambers. He seems very old and sicker than when Jon last saw the old man. He sits down and gestures for Jon to do the same.

"Jon, I believe that Daenerys Targaryen is the Prince that was Promised."

Jon was shocked but when he went over the facts. Prince in Valerian was not just for males it could be a female as well. Jorah also said that the day that the dragons were born a red comet streaked across the sky. That was the sign of the Prince.

"I believe so as well. When Daenerys awoke her dragons a red comet went across the sky. Everyone saw it including those in Westeros."

"The Bleeding Star. I see, you must protect her at all cost. Also give her this."

The old Maester gives Jon a letter and a necklace.

"What is that?"

"This was my mother's it was the only grandeur I kept from my old life. I wish to give it to my last living family member. She deserves to have it. It will remind her of who she is."

"I will Maester Aemon. I will give it to her."

"Thank you, Jon."

8

"Myrcella are your bags packed little one?"

"Yes Ella."

"Will you miss Tristane?"

My future good cousins giggled and teased. I blushed as they giggled even more, however the youngest asked.

"Why would you miss a boy? Don't they say we have cooties?"

We all laughed at her naivety and Myrcella picks the youngest girl up and says.

"One day Elaria you will understand, but you are too young and innocent. Please stay that way."

"But I don't want to be called little and be told I'm too young."

"Yes, you are called little and told you are too young but once you are grown up it will never come back no matter how much you want it too."

"I still want to be big."

"You will one day little one, but not right now. Don't rush your youth."

The sand snakes giggled as we finished packing up our bags. We were met with a woman who was dark and had very poofy hair.

"Hello, Lady Myrcella, the Sand Snakes, my name is Messandei. I am Daenerys' personal translator."

"Hello Messandei, why are we being taken to the East?"

"Arya wishes to start an all-female order."

"All-female order? What will we do?"

"You will be the destroyers of men."

"What is it called?"

"Lady Arya wishes for her recruits to decide with her."

8

"So Gendry do you have any ideas?"

"Arya, I'm trying not to get my hand burnt off here."

"But do you?"

"No Arya, I don't have any ideas about what to call an all-girl warrior order."

"Surely you have to have something?"

Gendry puts the sword into the water pail and then turns to Arya in frustration.

"Arya, I am a boy. What am I supposed to call an all-girl order?"

"Well what do you think is associated with women and scary?"

"Anything, having to deal with you."

"That is not helping Gendry."

"Arya!"

They turn to Jon who is looking at the two incredulously.

"What? I've been asking this dumb bull for names for my order. He is completely unimaginative."

"What am I supposed to call an all-female order?"

"I don't know. New Moon Blood?"

"Well at least that's better than Grey Worm's suggestion. This one says a good name would be Death Girls."

Jon laughs at Arya's imitation of Grey Worm which was surprisingly quite good.

"Have you asked Daenerys?"

"No, I'll ask her later. After sword practice with Rickon."

"Alright, now stop messing with Gendry and go and do your archery lessons."

"Okay, make sure he doesn't burn himself."

Arya left the room and went to the range. Gendry breathed a sigh of both relief and annoyance while shaking his head.

"So I heard you're a master at smithing now."

"Yes, I made a sword for your uncle."

"I heard he used it to help Sandor kill the Mountain."

"Good, he deserved it."

"Yes he did."

"So I heard that Malaquo Maegyr is going to help out of revenge."

"Of course, if you had an innocent pregnant niece who was murdered by someone who violated the guest right you would be angry too."

"Let's hope the gods pity Tywin Lannister."

"They won't he violated a sacred tradition and now he will pay the ultimate price."

So I hope you guys like it. Also I might need assistance on different positions. These are what I know.

Arya= Lady Commander

Sansa= diplomat (she'll be cool)

Shireen= Pyrotechnics (oh Stannis I almost feel bad for you, but I don't.)

Myrcella= long range support.