Arya was watching as Gendry polished his bull's helm. It has been a day since she, Yoren, and the Night's Watch recruits left King's Landing. They were delayed thanks to the escape of her father and were forced to stay in the city before they could go. Now that they were out of King's Landing, Arya, or Arry as Yoren told her to call herself, had to wonder were her father is, was Robb winning the war, was Sansa okay. She hated it when she was forced to go to King's Landing and leave her brothers and mother and Jon, especially Jon, her bastard brother. The only good thing was that she was given a sword by Jon and was taught how to use it by Syrio Forel of Braavos. When the Lannisters started killing her friends, she escaped thanks to Syrio Forel, who probably died in the process. She waited at Baelor for her father, when two things happened. Her father escaped somehow, and Sansa was hit by Joffrey. Arya at that point ran to protect Sansa, but was forced to leave when Yoren pulled her away and trimmed her hair. Yoren was to take her to Winterfell on his way to the Wall. There were thirty nine recruits, which included Hot Pie the baker's boy, Lommy Greenhands the dyer boy, and Gendry the Blacksmith's apprentice.

"So how cold do you think the Wall is?" asked Hot Pie to anyone.

"Very cold" said Lommy.

"Cold enough to freeze your balls off" said Gendry.

"Do you suppose that the wildlings will attack us?" asked Hot Pie.

Arya just shook her head and turned away from the conversation. Ever since they left the city, she felt like someone's been following them. Last night she thought she saw two baby bears on their hind legs and a man in golden armor watching them from the trees, but she thought that that was a dream.

"Oi, move your asses you four" said Yoren from the front. Arya, Gendry, Hot Pie, and Lommy were all the way in the back. The boys muttered their apologies before moving further in the group, Arya following after them. In the middle of the group, three men were in cages. Rorge, Biter, and Jaqen H'ghar. They were the worst of the group because they were murderers. Rorge and Biter kept making their threats while Jaqen stayed asleep most of the time.

An hour later, the company halted and decided to take a break so the men could find something to eat or take a piss or whatever. While they did that, Arya thought of all of the people she wanted dead. Cersei, Joffrey, the Hound, Meryn Trant, Ilyn Payne, Janos Slynt, and any man or woman that's done harm to her family.

"Boy, what's the matter?"

Arya looked up and saw Yoren was standing above her.

"My father, do you think he's alright?"

"Lord Stark won't die. He's been through a lot more than you'd know" said Yoren.

"...Is Jon doing well on the Wall?"

"No fucking clue"

Soon night came upon the Night's Watch so they made camp and went to bed. But Arya couldn't sleep. All she had on her mind was her family and Winterfell, how it would be wonderful to return North. But would it be the same. Bran's a cripple, Jon's at Castle Black, Sansa's a hostage, and everyone else was a traitor. Not to mention Jory, Septa Mordane, Lady, and so many others were dead. At least she still had Maester Luwin, Old Nan, Hodor, Ser Rodrik, Farlen, and many others at Winterfell, though it would still be a depressing place, knowing so many died by the hands of Joffrey.

Arya decided she couldn't sleep, so she got up and decided to make water while every else was asleep. She went in deep into the woods and it her business. When she was done she was about to head towards camp when she heard a rustling in the tree's. She looked up and expected to see a bird, but that wasn't the case. What she saw was a thing that was a tall as a dwarf man with grey skin, his head bald with several long strands still remaining. It wore a small bit of cloth that covered his manhood and buttocks. The most frightening thing about it was it yellow eyes.

Before Arya could react, the thing jumped out of tree and landed in front of her. She quickly drew Needle and pointed it at it. The thing walked on all fours like a dog, staring at Arya like it was trying to understand her.

"What is it Precious" said the thing, then it's face hardened "It's a man woman Precious, a tasty one""Is it tasty Precious""We thinks it is, oh Yes, we thinks it does"

Arya was both scared and confused. Obviously she was scared because this thing wanted to eat here. But she was confused because the thing was having a conversation with himself, and he was answering back.

"L-look, just stay away. And I won't kill you" said Arya.

"Kill us, why would it kill us?""Because it is a wicked, stinking thing Precious. Gollum. Gollum"

"Is that your name? Gollum?"

"Heeee...Yes Precious, that is what we are called. Gollum. GOLLUM" The last Gollum was coughed.

"Look, I'm just here taking a piss and-"

"Such foul speech it says Precious, how does it say foul things to us Precious?" asked Gollum to himself.

"Look I just want to go back to my camp and stay away from Lannisters"

"Lannisters, what is a Lannister Precious?"

"...It's a man that wears a lion sigil"

"Is it tasty Precious? Is it tasty?"

"No, they taste like shit" said Arya. That was just a joke but Gollum thought she was serious.

"Then there not tasty?"

"No, look. What are you, are you a dwarf man?"

"No, but we know where a dwarf is""Sshut up"

"...I didn't say anything"

"Wasn't talking to you" said Gollum coldly.

Gollum suddenly stopped moving and stiffened like a dog smelling it's prey from somewhere."Their here Precious"

Arya tilted her head to the side, not understanding where Gollum was going with all of this. Before she could ask, Gollum sprinted towards where everyone was sleeping. She quickly followed the deformed Hobbit and found he was lying behind a bush that faced the clearing. Arya got next to him, her confusion and curiosity going beyond the need to stay away from Gollum. What she saw totally erased her fears of Gollum.

Several dozen men were bounding the Night's Watch recruits, some half asleep and some yelling their heads off. The men, who had to be somewhere between forty to fifty men, who were rounding the recruits up wore armor that had the sigil of a Harpy on it. It was the sigil of Meereen, a city in Slaver's Bay of the Free Cities over the Narrow Sea that dealt with slave trade.

"Slavers" she whispered.

"Take advantage of war they do, capturing fleeing mens Precious" said Gollum.

"How do you know all of this?" asked Arya.

Gollum turned to her and stared at her with cold, dead eyes "We knows" Gollum knew all of this because he picked up how war worked during his stay in Mordor as the Orcs branded hot iron into his foot and pricked his arms with prickly knives. Remembering how he learned all of that wasn't enjoying.

"FUCKING CUNTS"

Gollum and Arya turned and saw that Yoren was down on the ground, getting beaten for apparently spiting on the Great Masters face. The Great Master wore long brown robes and had a whip in his hand, being somewhere in his fifties.

"Kill the North crow" he said with a foreign accent. Several men were about to shove their spears into his back when Arya decided to act. She jumped out of the bush and charged at the closes soldier, Needle in her hand. She was about to pierce his leg when he spotted her and moved out of the way. He then brought the end of his spear and butted her in the forehead. She went down and hit the ground hard, blood pouring out of her head. When she looked up, she saw the man staring down at her, his teeth bared in a fierce way. He was about to stab her when-

-an arrow pierced the back of his head, the arrow coming out of his mouth. As he fell, suddenly madness erupted and their was battle fever everywhere, but none from Arya or the recruits. As soon as the man with the arrow in his head fell. Hundreds to thousands of men appeared out of nowhere and were upon the slavers. Though men was not the correct term. Only about a few dozen were human. The rest were little bear men with hoods that wielded spears and axes. She saw as many men either tried to run away only to be shot down by either the archers or the men with metal crossbows or the men that shot light out of their sticks, or decided to confront the strangers only to be cut down by superior swordsmen. The most frightening thing was the giant hairy thing that was going in a rampage, as it carved away at the slavers, once even ripping one's entire arm off with a mighty pull.

As she looked on at the battle, a slaver soldier fell on the ground next to her. When she looked up to see her killer, she was stunned beyond belief. The man who cut down the man couldn't be who he was. But he was. He was.

Her father.

Arya stared at her father as he cut down the soldiers, fighting next to a man with a glowing green sword and a short man with a long beard. She was torn between confusion and surprise, but she was mostly happy. Her father was alive and well, and he was here. She was so consumed her happiness that she didn't noticed that the battle was over. Actually, it was best to describe it as a slaughter. None of the people that fought with her father were dead. Just the Slavers.

"Chewbacca seemed to have fun" said her father to a man who looked like a younger version of him and the man that wielded the glowing sword.

"Well...Chewie hates slavery" said a man that wore a black vest that stood near the furry giant.

"Lord Stark"

Arya looked over and saw that it was Yoren, who was being supported by Gendry and another recruit. Ned walked over to Yoren.

"Are you alright?" asked Ned.

"...Had better days. What the fuck are you doing here?" said Yoren.

"Obvious reasons"

Yoren stared before nodding. He then looked over to the Ewoks and Chewbacca "Fucking odd company you have. Your rescuers?"

"No, were his admirers" said Jack Sparrow. Several of the men laughed as others rolled their eyes.

"Well who ever you pricks are, I appreciate the help" said Yoren.

"Yoren, a word?" asked Ned.

"Of course Lord Stark" said Yoren. They soon left to talk into the trees, Luke, Gandalf, and Aragorn following. Arya wanted to follow, but that would make her look suspicious. So she stayed with the others and walked over to Gendry. He, Hot Pie, and Lommy were leaning against a tree, Gendry cutting the rope bonds on their arms.

"Can you believe it, we were attacked" said Hot Pie.

"Who were they?" asked Lommy.

"Men from Meereen" said Arya "They capture people and force them to be slaves"

"I've heard of them" said Gendry.

"But slavery is illegal in the Seven Kingdoms" said Hot Pie.

"They aren't from the Seven Kingdoms" said Gendry.

"Excuse me"

The four looked over and saw it was four of the men with Lord Stark. They were all small and barefooted. Arya thought at first that they were squires, but on a closer looked saw that they were full grown men.

"Dwarves?" asked Gendry.

"No, were Hobbits. Gimli's the dwarf" said Merry.

"A Robbit?" asked Hot Pie.

"No, Hobbit. Or halfling" said Frodo "We just wanted to make sure you were all right"

"Were fine" said Arya "I'm Arry"

"Gendry"

"Lommy Greenhands"

"Hot Pie"

"Oh hot pies" said Pippin "Now I'm starving" Merry and Frodo laughed as Sam just rolled his eyes.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Frodo Baggins, this is Samwise, Merry, and Pippin"

"An honor" said Gendry.

"So what are those?" asked Hot Pie as he pointed to Wicket the Ewok, who was talking to three other ewoks.

"Ewoks, lovely people" said Frodo.

Before Arya could question any further, her father and the others returned.

"Listen up you loads of shits" said Yoren "Lord Stark and his companions are going to travel with us until we reach his armies. I know a lot of you think he's a traitor with a price on his head. But remember that you'd all be wearing collars and forced to serve some Meereenese shit. So if anyone wants to try to pull something funny. Just try it"

No one moved.

"Good. Now go to sleep, we've got a long way to the Wall" said Yoren.

"And Winter is Coming" said Ned.

"Get a new saying Mate" said Ron as Hermione elbowed him. Arya looked over at her father, trying to repress the urge to run up and hug him. Her father soon looked other at her and gave her a sad look, a look Arya knew all too well. Not now but soon.

"Lord Stark"

Arya turned and saw a golden man with four Ewoks on each side of him approaching her father.

"What is it Threepio?" asked Ned.

"Well, while everyone was fighting, Artoo and Mistress Lucy noticed that the man with the whip escaped, in that direction" said Threepio as he pointed south. That was when Arya remembered something. Gollum.

.

The Great Master kept running as his men were being slaughtered. He was stuck in the Seven Kingdoms as all the men he brought with him were killed. And he couldn't sail back to Meereen without men and gold.

"Fuck you Night's Watch" said the Great Master, needing someone to blame this on since he didn't know who the men who attacked his were. He was about to continue his running when he heard a twig snapping. He stayed where he was as he listened around the woods. As he wondered if he was being chased, a inhuman screech pierced his ears and he was suddenly pushed to the ground, landing on his back. As he started drifting into darkness, he heard his last words.

"It will be tasty Precious. It will"