Conversations with the not so dead
Author's Notes: Thank you all for all the reviews! All are appreciated and cherished :) Merry Christmas! And season's Greetings to all! Was going to update the Raven's Plan but the chapter is slow going and there are too many important reunions for me to rush through them all ;) Probably finished by New Year's. In the meantime, enjoy this look at Euron Greyjoy! As always don't forget to review! :D
Rating: M; it's Game of Thrones, anything less is not Game of thrones :D
Summary: Companion piece to my other fic, the Raven's Plan. A series of conversations from minor characters perspectives.
Euron Greyjoy I
The sea spray cooled his face, refreshing him and making him smile. The sea air was a great gift from the Drowned God. So had the been the recent bounty in the Jade Sea. So many helpless ships at his mercy. The Yi Tish ships had fallen into his traps time and time again, the Azure Emperor's Fleet had been helpless to stop him and the Silence.
Whatever strangeness was affected people, it hadn't affected him...not after he'd executed the troublemakers.
One day out the fucking blue, a few of his crew had started jumping up and down trying to tell him something. If he'd cared to listen to them than this could have been a problem. But if he'd wanted to listen to prattling fools then he wouldn't have had them cut out their tongues.
They'd annoyed him...so he'd crippled them and thrown them to the Drowned God. He'd get more crew the next time they made port.
Euron cast that annoyance aside, he had grand plans to put into action. More gold to be won then he knew what to do with! A Yi Ti ship carrying the year's taxes to the their capital all ready for the taking!
He grinned imagining the look of all that treasures spread out in front of him, the waves lapped against the hull of the Silence. It would be a prize above all else. To take the ship from the midst of it's protection. The Yi Ti ships would be wary and cautious, but he was Euron Greyjoy!
No Yi Tish was his equal on the water!
Today was the day- or night rather, the fog clung to the water, as the Silence approached it's prey.
His plan was a thing of genius, the ambush was set for when the tax ship approached the shore, moving to shallower waters that would make it harder for the escorts to maneuver quickly and they would be spread further apart to see further out, keeping an eye out for danger and to have longer to react to any threats- not that they'd see him or the Silence coming.
It was only a matter of time now.
Soon he'd be there and all the plunder would be his!
The Silence foraged forward, silent on the ocean as they neared the ambush point.
"Get the boarding ramps ready!" He called out firmly without shouting. They were still probably too far away for him to be heard but there was no sense taking unnecessary risks.
He kept his eyes forward looking for the ship as his men got ready for the attack, silent and efficient as always. Off in the distance the outline of the ship finally appeared.
He grinned toothily feeling the rush of excitement as his plan came closer and closer to fruition. He could feel the thudding of his heart as they nearer. The details of the tax ship became clearer and then things truly began moving fast.
With a thundering shudder, the sound of the crash as the Silence rammed into the side of the tax ship drowned out everything else. The boarding ramp came down onto the side of the other ship with a lesser crash. He roared as he jumped across the ramp as soon as it was in place.
The first sign that something was wrong was when instead of running to meet him, the Yi Tish crew drew back from them, forming solid groups at the far side of the ship. They weren't cowering, they were in formation, battle ready and weapons out, grim and angry, waiting for the Ironborn to come to them.
Euron led his men, raising his axe high and letting out a wordless roar of exhilaration as he rushed the Yi Tish sailors. He brought his axe down and found purchase in the chest of a man too slow to raise his weapon to block him.
More wordless screams surrounded him as his men crashed into the Yi Tish sailors. Blood and screams filled the night as Euron found a second victim, a small weak man swinging a sword at his Euron's face. He blocked the sword, then hooked it with his axe head, dragged the man forward where the man's nose met Euron's forehead.
The crunch of breaking bone shattered the man's resolve and he dropped his sword, Euron dispatched him with a quick blow.
In the mere moments he had fought, things still felt off...his instincts were screaming at him, every moment he stood there.
He looked around, looking for the hidden threat and this time he saw it.
The Silence was being boarded!
The rest of crew and the guards were crossing over the boarding ramps or swigging across onto the Silence. Even as he watched a fire erupted on the deck of the Silence now. It blazed even as his crew tried to put it out as they fought.
In the midst of the chaos, Euron saw one of the Yi Tish invaders ignoring his the men offering battle to him, ducking and dodging through the rapidly expanding melee. The man reached his target, he raised up a large axe and then it thudded down into the side if the main mast of the Silence.
"You right smart fucker," Euron cursed as ran back to his ship, he pushed his way past other fighters ignoring everything. He leapt back across, onto the Silence. If they brought down the main mast of the Silence there was no chance they could escape from the tax ship's escorts.
A man accosted him, but he buried his axe in the man's stomach, before quickly pulling it out. The man fell to his knees as he tried to put his entrails back inside.
A second man came at him and Euron smashed him in the face with the haft of the axe. One of his crew stabbed him in the back as he reeled back from the blow.
Euron ignored it all as he reached the man trying to chop down the Silence's mast. With no ado, he buried his axe in the back the Yi Tish man's skull. The man jerked and then fell bonelessly to the ground, as Euron ripped his axe from the dead man's sundered skull.
There was a loud crash and then the whole Silence suddenly lurched and he nearly lost his footing, he looked around. There! It was one of the tax ship's escort- they'd rammed the Silence!
More Yi Tish men invaded the Silence, screaming in their foreign tongue and falling on his crew mercilessly. What had started as an ingenious plan was rapidly collapsing around him.
Another Yi Tish man vaulted onto the deck of the Silence. This one was different, he wore heavy armour, richly decorated and ornate. This was no ordinary man, this was their commander.
The Yi Tish commander didn't rush into battle like the rest of his men, this one, stared about him, his sword drawn and at the ready. The commander saw him and Euron saw recognition in this strange Yi Tish eyes.
The commander silently stalked towards him, "Time to die, Greyjoy," he said in broken and mangled common when he was near enough.
Euron grinned a wide menacing smile, "I ain't dying tonight, cunt!"
The Yi Tish commander locked eyes with him and then pointedly looked around him, before unexpectedly throwing his back his head and laughed, "Did you actually think that this would work twice?! Truly the Ironborn are stupider than I ever imagined!"
Euron frowned, twice? "What the fuck are you talking about?" he roared in anger.
The commander frowned for a moment and then grinned again, he laughed again, "Such sweet irony...and it doesn't even matter any more..." the Commander took a two steps back away from Euron, "...loose!" he cried out in command.
Bowmen appeared from nowhere and loosed their arrows. Euron screamed in anger and pain as the arrows entered his flesh, one, two three, four, five...and more...
The commander came at him then and kicked Euron in the head knocking him flat, his axe flying from his hand. He landed on his back, agony running through him from the arrows embedded in his flesh.
Euron managed to open his eyes, fighting through the pain, he saw the Commander standing over him, staring down at him implacably.
The Commander took a step to the side, "Release!" he commanded gleefully, with a predatory smile.
Euron frowned not understanding, he sneered, meaning to spit at the Commander. There was a tug on one of the arrows in him and the pain intensified as the arrow didn't come out. He looked down and saw a rope attached to the end of the arrows...not just one arrow but all of them.
He quickly looked towards the archers and found them holding small anchors. Even as he watched in disbelief another one dropped his anchor overboard. This time his whole body jerked in response. The tug on his wounds became more substantial and Euron cried out in pain as he was bodily dragged across the deck of the Silence. The agony intensified as he crashed into the side of the railing, pining him there.
Blood spattered across the railing as one of the arrows was torn from his body, he saw the barbed and hooked head still coated in his blood passing in front of his eyes. He grabbed a hold of the railing, holding on for dear life with both hands. The pain was nearly unbearable but he was Euron Greyjoy, no no name Yi Tish fucker was going to kill him today!
The pull was getting worse but he grit his teeth and held on.
Suddenly, the Commander was his side.
"Go meet your damned Drowned God!" the commander screamed in his face as he pitched Euron over the side of the ship, flipping him over the railing, and breaking his grasp on the railing.
Euron's last glimpse of the deck of the Silence was of the Yi Tish Commander glaring at him with a very satisfied look on his face.
"Well fuck..." Euron said as he was pulled under the cold waves of the Jade Sea.
Author's Notes: Good bye Euron! Give my regards to the Drowned God! :D XD You will not be missed! :D Hope you all liked this. As always don't forget to review! :D