Author's Note: Hey this is chapter 2 its going slow for now but it will kick up soon. There is a lemon with Jorah and Lucy at the end so have fun with that. Other than that, have fun and tell me what you think.

Daenerys took a backhand from her brother and fell to the floor. He took a step forward his eyes filled with anger. She could taste blood on her lips it seemed she had woken the dragon. A powerful hand wrapped around Viserys shoulder and yanked him away. Lucy hit him once across the face then again. She heard something clatter to the floor, it was a bloody tooth. Her new protector had hit her brother so hard his tooth came out.

"You bitch I will see you dead for this." Viserys whimpered as her protector tossed him against a wall with a crack he slumped down unconcious. She rushed to his side to check if he was still alive. It was faint but she could tell he was breathing.

"Did you have to hit him so hard?" Dany demanded. Her protector merely smiled dressed in a robe and nothing else.

"Yes, he must learn that he isn't important. If he steps out of line again, he may have to suffer a more permanent lesson." She picked the tooth off the ground and pocketed it in her robe. "More permanent than the loss of a tooth anyway."

"I don't know what your people consider protection, but he was able to hit me before you arrived." Dany said. The woman turned her head to the side pink hair dancing.

"You should have told me he was a danger. I was off looking for assassins and killing spies. This system you humans live in is chaotic people waste their lives and nothing is built. There is so much empty space used for nothing. Houses look like each other with little customization. The doors are the worst, Samson would destroy them for their shoddy craftsmanship. Most don't even use metals." Lucy said in distaste. Her body guard was an odd one. She did not judge by one's station but rather by what they built.

"I'm sorry that this city offends you but if you are to protect me you must protect my brother as well. He's heir to the iron throne if you are to return me home, we need him." Dany said.

"I've managed to acquire some people for your use. I believe we can use them to improve this city," the door to her room burst open revealing several guards and Illyrio. The fat merchant stepped in with his guards.

"What has happened here and why are stone masons, carpenters, and glass makers outside my palace asking for Daenerys priestess of the Jack of Trades. I'm confused young lady when did my guest became a priestess was it when you snuck this odd woman in your room?" Illyrio asked.

Lucy stepped in front of her looking between the armed guards like one would ants. "Its simple the Jack has decided to bless Daenerys with his divine grace. Those who take up trades and desire to build will flock to her. That is how divine providence works." Lucy said. Illyio looked at Lucy with desire in his eyes but he was also scared.

"I thought your goal was to retake the iron throne what good are glass makers, carpenters, and stone masons towards your goal." Illyrio asked. He rubbed at his greased yellow beard as his mind went over the puzzle.

"It's simple what is a warrior without weapons and army? What good is a sailor without ships? What good is an army when its trapped behind a river? The answer is nothing they are worthless. But what if you have an army of ship rights who double as sailors. What if your caught out in open field armies of horse men ready to charge upon you and you have carpenters. You build fortifications before they arrive." Lucy finished.

"You may see me as a fool but once I was a Brava that statue in the courtyard is of me in my youth. I've killed more men than most have coin here in Pentos. What you speak of is nonsense. You can't win the iron throne with tradesmen. You need warriors." Illyrio said.

"I am a tradesman. My god assigned me with post for my mastery over logistics. Under the great companion Maximus. What I do best is organize groups. I find common ground with those groups and I turn them into a machine dedicated to a purpose. If I dedicate them towards becoming soldiers, then they will become soldiers." Lucy said.

"I've had enough of your words guards." That was when Dany saw Lucy move. She was standing still one moment then the next she snapped a guard's wrist and stole his blade. The next she threw the guard into a sword swing before slicing through the knee joint of another's armor. She moved quickly never drawing breath. It was the first time Dany saw what her protector was truly made of.

"Enough you made your point. If you are truly champion of a god, then my guards are no match for you. Khal Drago and his Khalasar arrives here you will become his wife and this new religion will become just another among many. See to prince Viserys." Illyrio said to another guard.

Her brother was carried out and she remained silent. Then the doors shut, and her protector ripped off her blood-stained robes leaving her body bare to the world. "Now I need to get another set how annoying. You did well Daenerys you didn't get too far away or close enough for them to use you as a hostage."

"Why is the great being merely a god of tradesman?" Dany hissed. Lucy smiled at her revealing teeth far too perfect to be real.

"Jack is what he is. He enjoys the process of making things building them up. That joy has translated to us his creations. He is a creator god in a way but don't confuse him for a god that can't destroy. Through bending the forces of the universe does creation come. Bending those same forces to destroy is easy he could for instance blast the ocean with such electrical intensity that the water molecules separate. Then he could light them setting off a chain reaction that could burn the world. My god is strong far beyond any puny god on this world." Lucy said.

"What am I to do about this Khal Drago if I am to marry him won't that put a damper on your god's plans?" Dany said.

"Now don't be difficult. Jack has a ton of newly devoted followers. He's sending them inspiration in their dreams. New techniques, inventions, and processes all built to bring them into the fold. They are exactly what we need and when we leave, they will begin crafting a great circle to summon one of the companions to this realm." Lucy said with a smile. It seemed to fall into place.

"The tradesmen were never going to be my army, were they?" Dany asked.

"They are more to supply the army with everything they may need. We may have them pay a tithe to further support us. They will also spread to Westeros to further spread the religion. I'm sure there will be a fight against this lord of light and seven who are one soon." Lucy said.

Jack

A month passed by like a blink. He could feel it the power to infuse his followers with the magic protection of the Targaryen line was in his hands. He infused Lucy his Galatea model IX in Pentos. The loss of mana would regenerate in a month. He moved to infuse his companions and then their lieutenants. From there, he gave the ability to every blacksmith that swore themselves to him. Immunity to fire would come in handy when they forged. The ability to hold molten metal would surly come in handy with their craft.

His symbol was another problem entirely a religious symbol was something else entirely. Deities often had multiple symbols from what he recalled. For this world he crafted an amulet with a white dragon and is heart was Jack's own form. It was made of white gold with a small processor in the center. This would due for now.

He sent the amulet through the portal. And contemplated his next move.

Jack had pieces on the board and Pentos was a good position to hold. His will slowly took over the craftsman of the city he could feel their prayers. They wanted something perhaps a class all their own. If the lord of light had his followers sacrifice them to the flames, then Jack could lose some of his newly acquired faith energy. It was a loop hole in the worship game. Even if the worshiper was a devout fanatic towards another religion once they were sacrificed to the flames all that faith energy went to the lord of light.

This turn was over his hand was off his chess piece and it was the other gods' turns.

Jorah Mormont

He didn't know what to think when he saw the pink haired woman standing next to Daenerys with a claymore strapped to her back. The six-foot blade looked out of place on such a dainty looking frame. Yet she moved as if it was nothing. He noticed the guards gave her wary looks. Whether it was for her safety or because she had proven herself a liability he didn't know.

Daenerys didn't seem troubled by the massive sword on her maid's back. She held herself well and wore a strange amulet. The metal was white gold from what he could tell with a black crystal of some kind embedded in it. A valuable item one that displayed a dragon the symbol of her house. He was waved to approach.

"I'm Jorah Mormont your grace I would like to serve you if you would allow it." Jorah said. Daenerys looked at him with critical eyes while her brother looked on him with possessiveness.

"See sister already the usurpers rule has caused a division in his houses. We can use this." Viserys said. "Welcome to the service Ser Jorah." The prince said. He looked to the pink haired woman. An exotic woman to be sure. She had a mix of Westeros pale skin with Essos features mixed in. Her hair was long covering one eye as it wrapped around her head. Her eyes were a shade of blue he had never encountered before they seemed to glow.

"Its up to you Daenerys either accept him or deny him. This is your move." The woman said. Her voice was soft holding traces of command. The horse lord Khal Drago looked at him then nodded his head. Jorah was offered a place far to the side as Illyrio presented a final gift.

"Dragon eggs," he heard.

Lucy

Her eyes glanced over the dragon eggs then left them with disinterest. Jorah was obviously a spy. The question was could she turn him into a double agent. What would Jack call it, turning lemons into lemonade? She nodded her head yes that's exactly what this was. She didn't want to break in her new vagina she had just installed after she received her pay advancement for this job. Maybe she could call it a work fee.

She looked over at the sudden commotion. Some guy's guts were covering the ground after he tried to rape some woman. "A good sign a Dothraki wedding without a death or two is considered a boring affair." Illrio said while eating cheese. She turned her eyes to Jorah. Lucy wanted to get this over with but chances where she wouldn't have the time until they made camp.

Then Khal Drago took his new bride to their private chamber and Jorah was alone talking with Viserys. Opportunities like this don't happen every day.

Lucy stepped between them halting their conversation. She pulled Jorah to her stealing his breath. "Let's find somewhere private, I need to talk with you." Jorah was a gasping mess and Viserys was beside himself with anger.

They found a room in Illrio's palace and she pulled her robe off. It sunk to the ground revealing her body to the man. She grabbed his hand and placed it to her stomach.

"Is my skin not smooth and warm. Have you ever seen any as perfect as me?" Lucy asked. She could see him hardening and pulled his shirt and pants away trying not to damage the fabric.

"No, I've never seen anyone like you." A small smile graced her lips. This was to be far politer than how her people normally go about relations. There would be not pounding until the stones cracked around them. No mana spikes as they forced their wills upon each other. No this would be human mating.

"Did you know I'm a virgin?" She pushed him backwards until he was laying flat on the bed. Then she gripped her own lower lips. "This vagina has never been parted it is brand new. Every ridge and every crevice within have yet to be explored. Jorah explore them with me." She said and eased down on his member. It wasn't vibrating, covered in ridges, knotted, or spinning like many she is used to. But it was warm hard and she like a little old fashioned sometimes. Jorah moaned to her ministrations and rose up only for her to push him back down. A look of confusion crossed his face.

She bent down until he was fully inside her. He twitched within and she clamped down cutting it off. His eyes widened as if in pain and then she started moving again. He opens his mouth to speak but she silenced him with a finger to her lips. Then she began to move again growing in speed looking down on him daring him to try to spurt early.

He groaned and she picked up the pace. She moved her hips side to side sending him against the sides of her vagina gripping him in new ways experimenting with his sensitivity. One wrong move and the fun would be over it was a challenge.

She looked him over now that they were truly alone. His body was muscled well, but age was catching up with him. Soon enough he would die like many humans. Even Daenerys would age to dust. They couldn't replace their parts like her kind could.

Lucy leaned down letting her pale tits dangle in his face. It was always a coin toss to see what guys did with them. Would he suck on them or play with them? She was getting on the former. "Why are you doing this?" Jorah blurted out. She clenched down and made him gasp.

"This is a trade, one you have already agreed to. The second you hilted within me the contract was signed, and your soul is mine." Jorah gasped. "Enjoy it to the end you have already paid for it. I hope you survive. Most whither away when they come in me their lives drawn out and consumed." His dick pulsed before his eyes turned into fear. He tried to push her away until she forced her hands on his keeping him pinned. Then she began to move in earnest.

"By the seven stops get off me, I can't die like this." He yelled and began to shake as she tightened and pummeled his member. Still he didn't cum, and she enjoyed his struggles.

Then after nearly thirty minutes of struggling he finally came. She felt his side hit her and the small nanites in her personal lubricant began processing them. "I'm still alive?" Jorah said.

"Obviously, I can't believe you bought that suck out your life nonsense." He looked at her as if he was going to say something then stopped.

"It was still a jest in bad taste." He said. She wrapped her arms around him.

"I'm sorry Jorah, I only wanted to spice up our time together. We may not have any more tries while we ride on horseback." Lucy said.

"I just realized, I don't know your name."

"Lucy Pygmalion, let's go I need to go bath in her Grace's tears it was her first time after all." Lucy said.

"You said you were a virgin was that also a lie?" Jorah asked.

"My vagina was indeed brand new. I purchased a new one shortly before I began serving her grace. I'm what you could call a machine." Lucy said. Jorah seemed at a loss for words.

"What does that mean?" Jorah asked.

"My body was created, I wasn't born. I am not of this world Jorah you could call me an artificial life form. Only that isn't true for my kind anymore. We have 3d printers in our bodies now and we can break down the DNA of humans and study it. If I wanted to, I could have smaller versions of myself with some of your features." Lucy said.

"You must be jesting me again. Am I such an easy mark for your strange humor?" Jorah asked. Lucy bent down sent a small command and her vagina ejected from its locking mechanisms. She took it and slammed it on Jorah's still hard cock.

Jorah looked between it and her body. Then she put it back in place and locked it once more. Lubricant was spilling out to remove any impurities before it could corrupt her inner mechanisms.

"What does this mean for us?" Jorah asked. That was perhaps his most admirable trait in her opinion. Adaptability was a good survival trait. Jorah just went up in points from a 5 to a 6 in her opinion. If he still had bear island it would be a 7 or 8 to her.

"It means when my vagina gets loose, I can replace it. Also, if we are to continue this relationship could you convert to my religion." Lucy said.

"We will talk more later her grace needs you, correct?" Lucy smiled and kissed him.

"Very well but we will talk more later."

Daenerys

He had forced her down and pummeled her virgin cunt like a barbarian and she had expected nothing less. When her protector entered her tent smelling like sex and looking no worse for wear, she felt like she had gotten he short end of the stick. "Is it too late to go back to your plan and use the tradesman to retake the iron throne." Dany said. Lucy smirked and stepped beside her.

"Anything, I missed how are you Dany." Jack said and she received a horrible head ache. This time the voice came from her amulet.

"Go away Jack, I don't feel like talking to you." Dany muttered. She looked over to Lucy who turned just as the Dothraki guards fell in the tent with flaming axes in their necks. Three men stepped in pulling long swords that sparked and lit with flames.

"Nope, Lucy kill them primary weapons access granted." Dany looked to see Lucy running in front her right wrist exposed a metal tube. She pointed it at one of the assailants and her wrist edged back as a flash of silver passed through it. One of the assailant's head exploded in a cloud of gore. The other two rushed swinging his sword impaling Lucy. Lucy aimed the tube at the other just as his sword connected with her neck. Another loud boom echoed out and the chest of the man who tried to decapitate her exploded. The sword fell out and fluids rushed out of Lucy's open neck wound.

Taking her hands, she clapped the ears of the assassin who impaled her. The man lost his grip just before Lucy's palm shoved nose cartilage into his brain. Lucy ripped off a piece of one of the dead man's robes and wrapped her neck up quickly. The fluids drenched the cloth, but it wasn't blood.

"It is blood but not human blood. It's a synthetic liquid that helps maintain the energy she needs to move around and live. She's lost a lot of it, but her repair systems will have kicked in with the wound bound. The chest wound is far more concerning. She is lucky they aimed for where the human heart rests. Her fluid pump is in the center of her body. They hit one of her redundant processors. It too will recover in time with enough silicon. She will need to eat a lot of sand." Jack said. His voice didn't carry with it the normal booming quality.

Khal Drago and many of his Dothraki rushed in weapons drawn to see the bodies. Even Jorah was there wearing full armor. He looked at Lucy protectively. Which may have revealed why she smelled of sex. "What happened here? Jorah asked while translating to Drago.

"We were attacked by the red priests." Lucy said her voice coming out in rasps. Jorah quickly translated to the Khal. He nodded his head fury clear in his eyes. "This can not be left without reprisal or they will believe they can do this with no consequence." Lucy said and met Dany's eyes. The answer was clear put heads on spikes.

Illyrion looked greatly concerned at what happened. "They have never done anything like this before. I'm a Magister why would they threaten their position by attacking my guests?"

"I'm a threat so the lord of light wants to shut us down before we can build momentum. They can't attack every tradesman in Pentos they are too numerous, so they went for the flashiest piece on the board. If they had killed you, I would have lost a lot of my influence over this world." Jack said and Dany worried that he had set her up. But then he had also given her a powerful protector.

"We can't let this go unanswered she looked at Drago. I want their heads on spikes a final wedding present." Dany said. Jorah translated dutifully for her. "They will have no after life with their burning god."

Drago called his Dothraki hoard and instead of invading the city the Magisters of Pentos invaded the temples to the red god and dragged out the priests and priestesses. The priestesses were raped along with some of the men and taken as slaves while most of the men had their heads cut off and placed on spikes as they traveled away from the city.

Jack

His focus drifted away from the city as his faith energy increased as a power vacuum in Pentos opened. Dany was safe for now with her Khalasar forming a meat shield around her. The amulet she wore pushed his mana into her body letting him study her further. There were some side effects. She was growing stronger drinking in his mana and changing from it. Her body may not be fully human for long.

His attention shifted back to Pentos where his followers formed a Union. Then closed off a section of the city for their cult. They quickly invaded the now empty temple to the red god and threw down the statues. His most competent followers among them began to draw a massive summoning circle. The Magisters of Pentos just allowed it to happen. They feared the return of the Great Khal Drago. This bonus action was what he needed.

Jack connected his mana to the circle and brought Hyperion to Pentos.

Faith energy 40

Faith Upgrades

Avatars:

Golem: 100FE

Human: 1000FE

Dragon: 10,000FE

Demi God: 100,000FE

Domains:

Fire: 100,000FE

Dragon: 100,000FE

Golems: 100,000

Metal: 100,000

Alright it took a lot of faith energy to do anything. There were more options, but they were locked for now. When Hyperion appeared, Jack felt a massive jump in faith.

FE 200

Jack took the Golem avatar. Then it hit him he could use a body for the first time in hundreds of years. Well it was about time he headed over to Westeros and to begin his conquest.