NightyRowenTree: I aim to please :) I honestly wasn't sure if I'd get this far but then again I didn't think so many people would like it, I have 83 followers in ten chapters to me that incredible I can't thank you guys enough.
White serpent: oh trust me my friend changes are coming I have great plans and I can't wait to reveal them.
Jean d'arc: Mia is not a rational person, she has a massive temper (what the Starks call Wolf's blood) and this is going to effect a lot of her decisions in the future, she will grow and learn how to control her feelings but it will always be there oh and don't worry this is game of thrones, no one has plot armor.
Playing At War
Mia Snow
The Westerlands….
Night had fallen and Robb's army had hidden themselves in the darkness of the forest, the army of Lord Damon Marbrand was camped less than a mile away, they had no idea just how close The Young Wolf truly was.
12,00 Northern warriors snuck closer and closer to the camp and its inhabitants were none the wiser, Mia eventually came across two men sitting by a fire they were drunk and laughing, Dusk let out a low growl, the two Lannister's got to their feet, Mia let out a sharp whistle which caused Dusk to rush forward and pounce on one of the men he screamed in terror as his companion fumbled for his sword Mia stopped him by throwing her ax and burying it directly in his chest, he fell to the ground as Dusk tore off the other man's jaw usually their screams would be heard by the other men but the thunder and rain drowned out their screams of agony.
Mia stepped over to retrieve her ax only to find the soldier still alive, blood poured from his mouth and he looked at her, his eyes begging for mercy….she gave none, she tore the ax from his chest and buried it into his skull.
She let out a cry of pain as her shoulder throbbed, weeks had passed since she first woke up in Riverrun and still her shoulder refused to heal, though it was not like she was doing anything to help.
She pushed past the pain and continued with her task, the Lannister camp was surrounded by hills, Mia hiked to the top of one of these hills and lit a torch as a beacon, she watched as the other scouts lit their beacons singling Robb's army, before she knew it the sound of a thousand Northern's filled her ears "THE KING IN THE NORTH!" they shouted.
Mia watched in satisfaction and her brother's army descended upon the Lannister camp, burning the tents and cutting down their men.
She later walked through the camp as the Northern's finished off the Lannister's she held a sword in one hand and her ax in the other, a helm covered her face hiding her identity, a Lannister soldier charged at her but he was slow from an injury, she easily ducked and buried her ax in his side before stabbing him through his neck, Mia notices a group of men trying to escape the chaos, they formed a protective circle around one old man who was dressed in noble clothes.
Mia turns to see Stark men finishing off Lannister soldiers "You three with me!" she orders, they hesitate but then obey, they follow the escaping group, Mia throws her ax and buries it in one of the guard's neck, the rest of the group freeze in place "Lord Damon Marbrand I assume?" she calls to the noble.
The old lord's eyes widened with shock at her voice "Y-you're a woman?" he asks.
Mia smirks and stabs her sword into the dirt before removing her helm with her now free hands, she shakes her long brown hair out of her face as it fell into her eyes "I'll try to pretend that wasn't insulting" she says.
"The Young Wolf lets a wench fight in his army?" Lord Marbrand sneers "Was he out of cats and children?
Mia's smirk turns into a scowl as she feels her blood boil in anger "Now I won't even bother pretending" she pulls her blade from the earth and points it at the noble lord "Take the others, the old turd is mine"
Her men draw their blades and step forward and clash with their opponents, Mia takes the time to retrieve her ax from the dead man's throat, she sees Lord Marbrand trying to flee from the fight and chases after him, the old man was surprisingly quick for his age, he mounted a horse and began to ride away, Mia threw her ax and cut into the horse's backside, the horse whined and reared on it's two back legs causing Lord Marbrand to fall.
He collapses into the mud and as he is trying to get up Mia presses the tip of her blade to his throat "Leaving so soon my lord?"
He spits up at her "Fuck yourself bitch!" he sneers, Mia replies by grabbing the handle of her sword and smashing him over the head with it knocking him unconscious.
The Next Morning….
Dawn breaks and with it the end of the battle, Mia walked with her brother and Roose Bolton the Lord of the Dreadfort through the camp, many bodies littered the ground, most of the Lannisters, they were being tended to by the silent sisters yet some had not yet died.
"Five Lannisters dead for every one of ours" Lord Bolton states "We have nowhere to keep the survivors and barely enough food to feed our own"
"I won't execute prisoners, Lord Bolton," Robb says.
"Of course your grace" Bolton replies "Some of them may be privy to Tywin Lannister's plans"
"Are you suggesting we torture them, Lord Bolton?" Mia asks breaking her silence.
The Lord of the Dreadfort regards her, his cold-steel eyes made her nervous but she wouldn't let him see it "In my family, we say a naked man holds few secrets, a flayed man holds none"
Mia shuddered at the thought of flaying, the process of stripping the skin from someone's body disgusted and scared her….though she had to admit it was an effective way to make someone talk. "Flaying has been outlawed in the North for a thousand years Mia says.
"We are not in the North my lady" Lord Bolton counters.
Mia turns to Robb "Lord Marbrand was in Tywin's inner circle" she says "Maybe we could-"
Robb cuts her off "We're not torturing prisoners," he says.
"The how do you plan on learning Tywin's plans?" she replies "Asking nicely? Kissing their cheek?"
He scowls at her and then turns to Roose Bolton "Lord Bolton could you give my sister and me a moment?" The Lord of the Dreadfort nods before leaving the siblings alone. "Why do you do that?" Robb asks "Mock me like that?"
Mia laughs "You and I have been mocking each other for eighteen years Robb," she says "Did you think I would stop now?"
"Yes!" Robb snaps "because now I am a king when you disrespect me in in front of the other lords you undermine my authority"
"No, I test it" Mia counters "If you can't take someone questioning your decisions then what kind of a king does that make you?"
Robb shakes his head "I won't give them an excuse to abuse Sansa" he says.
Mia opens her mouth to argue but then sighs in defeat "Alright" she says "No torture"
The siblings are interrupted by someone screaming "NO DON'T PLEASE!" the voice cries.
Mia and Robb turn to see a silent sister and another woman tending to an injured Lannister soldier "The rot has set in" the woman explains calmly she was no older then, Robb, she wore a healer's garb and had long dark hair and tanned skin, even though she was covered in mud and dirt Mia thought she was very beautiful.
The healer begins wrapping a tourniquet around the injured man's leg, much to his horror "No Don't please" he begs, she hushes him but he ignores her "I will get better! It doesn't even hurt!"
Robb and Mia walk over to them, Robb kneels beside the injured man and pulls him back "Ser please I can't lose my leg!" he cries.
"You'll die if she doesn't" Robb explains.
"I don't want to be a cripple please!" the man begs.
Mia watches but does nothing, she knows that she'll only get in the way "Lay back and put this in your mouth" Robb instructs "You don't want to watch"
"NO!" the man screams in horror "YOU CAN"T!"
"Bite on it" Robb instructs, stuffing a rag in the soon-to-be-cripple's mouth, the healer begins sawing and the and the man lets out muffled screams as Robb grasps his hand, Mia smiles at her brother "She personally knew the benefits of his kind heart and now he showed it to a man who had only a few hours ago, fought against them.
Later as Mia is helping the other Stark men load bodies into wagons she notices Robb speaking with that same healer "What's your name?" he asks.
"Talisa" the woman answers, Mia freezes at that name, her friend had that name, and she lost that friend the same day she lost her father.
"You're last name?" Robb asks.
Talisa smirks "You want to know what side my family fights on?" she asks before frowning "That boy lost his foot on your orders"
"They killed my father" Robb defends.
"That boy did?" Talisa asks sarcastically
"The family he fights for" Robb answers.
"Do you think he's friends with King Joffrey?" she says "He's a fisherman's son that grew up near Lannisport, he probably never held a spear until they shoved one in his hands a few months ago"
Robb sighs "I have no hatred towards the lad"
"That should help his foot grown back" Talisa counters.
Mia snickers at the dumbfounded look on her brother's face, he hears her and stares daggers at her "You'd have us surrender I understand" Robb calls "The realm would be at peace and prosper under the rule of good king Joffrey"
"You going to kill Joffrey?" Talisa asks.
"If the gods give me strength" Robb answers.
"Then what?"
"We go back to Winterfell," Robb says "I have no desire to sit on the Iron Throne"
"So who will?" Talisa asks.
Robb shakes his head "I don't know"
Talisa scoffs "You're fighting to overthrow a king, yet you have no plan for what comes after?"
"First we have to win" Robb counters.
Talisa shakes her head and hops on a cart as she rides away Robb calls after her "You never told me where you were from!"
"Volantis!" she answers
"You're far from home!" Robb calls "The boy was lucky you were here!"
"He was unlucky that you were!" Talisa replies.
After she was gone Mia steps beside her brother and smacks him on the shoulder "It seems I'm not the only one who is brave enough to question the great King in The North"
Robb scoffs and rolls his eyes but he fails to conceal his smile "Come on we need to get a proper report on the battle"
A week Later….
Mia stood silent as Rob finished reading the letter, she had been ushered out of her bed in the middle of the night by Olyvar Frey who said that Robb had received grievous news, now that she was with him she saw how terrible it really was.
"This can not be true," Robb says quietly as his mother paces the tent.
"We've had ravens from White Harbor," Roose Bolton says "And Barrowtown and the Dreadfort...I'm afraid it is true"
"Why-why would Theon do this?"
"Because the Greyjoys are treasonous whores," Lord Bolton says.
"My brothers?" Robb asks fearfully
"We've heard nothing of them," Lord Bolton says. "But Rodrick Cassel is dead"
"Oh, gods!" Mia gasps as she leans against a table for support, Rodrick had taught her everything she knew about fighting, he had been her mentor and her friend.
"I told you never trust a Greyjoy!" Lady Catelyn snaps to her son.
Robb stands from his seat "I must go north at once" he says.
Mia stops him by places a hand on her brother's chest "You know you can't" she says.
"How can I call myself king if I can't even hold my own castle!" he yells.
"There is still a war to fight here!" Mia snaps "If you leave it will destroy everything you have accomplished"
"Let me go and talk to Theon" Lady Stark offers.
"There will be no talk," Robb says "He will die for this"
"Give me 300 men," Mia says "I'll march north and bring you that Greyjoy shit's head"
"There is no need" Roose Bolton counters "Theon holds Winterfell with a skeleton crew, let me send word to my bastard at the Dreadfort he can raise few-hundred men and retake the castle before the new moon"
Robb considers this and then nods "Tell you're son that Bran and Rickon's safety is paramount" he says "And I want Theon brought to me alive, I want too look him in the eye and ask him why? And then I'll take his head myself"
Bolton nods and leaves the tent, Robb turns to Lady Stark "Mother give us a moment" he says.
The Lady of House Stark nods before leaving.
"Go on Robb says "Say it," he says.
Mia cocks her head in confusion "Say what?"
"You knew Theon had betrayed me"
Mia sighs "I suspected"
"You knew," Robb says "You always saw right through him, even when we were children"
"We still are children" Mia reflects "Children playing at a war they are only beginning to understand".
Robb nods "Well it's time for us to grow up"