Author Notes: One of the moments you all been waiting for, the confrontation between the Phoenix and Tywin Lannister. But like many battles I believe battles have negotiations before they begin.
The Phoenix army with his allies are all camped and preparing for the coming and inevitable battle. Kalimar comes walking to his father tent with a rolled up parchment. As he enters he sees that his father has prepared a feast for someone, until he notices Kalimar in the tent.
Kalimar: Two Lannister men came with this.
Handing his father the parchment. The Phoenix takes the parchment seeing what sigil is on the wax holding, the Lannister sigil of the Lion. The Phoenix removes it and begins reading. He seems to be smirking as he is reading.
Phoenix: It's about time then...
Kalimar: What is it?
Phoenix: The old lion wants to talk terms.
Kalimar: Before a battle starts... wow.
Phoenix: He's scared, or he is trying to intimidate me. Either way it won't save him. Where does he want to meet.
Kalimars: Our camps are far apart, it says he wants to meet in neutral center, possibly the field where we will be fighting. He says you can bring men with you if you like, but he assures you no harm.
Phoenix: It's risky, but he wouldn't offer this unless if there a certainty he may not win. Write back tell him I'll meet him.
Kalimar exiting the tent to go send word back. The Phoenix looking at the map of Westeros glances at the Westerlands.
The Phoenix with a dozen of men following him. They're in a neutral center field, and in the field is Lord Tywin Lannister in his body armor and with Bronn at his side.
The Phoenix signals for his men to stay behind, keeping himself alert of his surroundings, looking around for any Lannister men that maybe around, he seems to be safe there for Tywin just proved to be a man of his word on this one.
The Phoenix horse comes to a halt as the two men face each other.
Phoenix: I'm a little disappointed that you didn't even try to make an effort to have me killed while we negotiate here.
Tywin: It's still early, so I still may have time to do so after negotiations.
Phoenix: Good, because everything I've been facing has been very dull lately.
Tywin: Still looking for a challenge?
The Phoenix nodding.
Phoenix: Well you brought me out here to ask for terms. What are they?
Tywin: My daughter, give her back to me safely. In exchange I'll give you Victarion Greyjoy in return.
Phoenix: Go on.
Tywin: My gold the one you stole.
Phoenix: Technically I did what the Ironborn did, Take what is ours. I took your castle and your gold. So your gold is now mine.
Tywin: You know your not the first person who thought they were smarter than me. Perhaps you should hear about a man name Robb Stark.
Phoenix: Did... and to tell you the truth, what you did was not a true leader way of winning a war. You should of faced him in open battle to prove your superiority.
Tywin: What I heard about you, you're definitely not the type of person who shouldn't be judging my actions at the moment.
Phoenix: And from what I heard about you... Oh you're way more worser than me, because I never ordered my men to kill a woman and her children.
Tywin: I never betrayed a mentor.
Phoenix: You look like a man who never had one.
Tywin: Never needed one.
The Phoenix glares at him with a smirk.
Phoenix: I can't give you back the gold, you could care less about that. Family Legacy is what you care about more, your daughter for Victarion Greyjoy.
Tywin: I didn't jut come for an exchange.
Tywin takes out a rolled up parchment, handing it to him with an authoritative and stoic demeanor. The Phoenix takes it with a calmness inside him which is just more deadly as Tywin demeanor. The Phoenix unrolls the parchment.
Phoenix: (Reading) To The Phoenix of Westeros...
Reading the rest to himself, he doesn't seem to be happy.
Phoenix: Well I'm very grateful that you respect my military mind and skills. I'm also flattered that you offer me a position of power on the small council... if I end this war by sending troops back to the North and all will be forgiven.
Tywin: And you'll be given a position on the Small Council, Master of War.
Phoenix: So I give up and you give me a position of power for the effort of fighting you. You see I would take that offer only... well I don't take positions of power and I have no intention of ever starting.
Tywin: I'm not sure if you're really brave or just foolish.
Phoenix: I'll give you the answer to that tomorrow then.
Tywin: No need you must be a fool, coming at me with an outnumber force.
Phoenix: Great battles have been won by smaller odds before.
Tywin: Not with me leading the bigger odds.
Phoenix: You look all high and mighty, thinking that nothing can't happen to you because of who you are and reputation. Well a man reputation can protect you only for so long, but if you keep living by that reputation then the people and other lesser houses are going to one day say enough is enough.
The Phoenix horse approaches closer.
Phoenix: Tomorrow only one of us is going to die and it's going to be you I can assure you, not even your reputation or the fear that you spread won't protect you, hell you don't even have anymore fear to spread in this land. And when you do get killed by my hand you are going to realize what true fear is, the fear of death.
Some part of the Phoenix words did not stump Tywin Lannister one bit.
Tywin: And when you die, well lets just say it's going to bring a smile on my face that not even a fiery bird from the East couldn't outmatch a Great Lion from the West.
Phoenix: I've been doing good so far. The battle hasn't begun yet, we shall see who walks away victorious.
The Phoenix rips up the parchment.
Phoenix: That's something I learned from your daughter.
Tywin: If anything happens to her I swear...
Phoenix: Relax you'll get her back tomorrow before our battle. Oh and by the way you've while I kept you so focus on me somebody from the East is coming this way with a large fleet, and army three dragons. So I'm almost there keeping my promise to my Queen, and you well you'll be dead before she can get on the throne.
The Phoenix turns and rides back to camp, leaving a furious Tywin Lannister.
In the Phoenix camp, Kalimar sits outside of his father tent cleaning and sharpening his valyrian steel sword. The Phoenix rides up with his horse seeing his son sitting by the tent.
Phoenix: I want a feast prepared in my tent, after have Cersei Lannister in it.
Kalimar: Negotiations didn't go well I assume.
Phoenix: Would you like to know. Have her in my tent in an hour, make sure she is clean and well dressed.
Kalimar: Yes father.
The Phoenix enters his tent, but heads straight back out to hand Kalimar something.
Phoenix: Have this sent to Winterfell, it's for your mother.
Kalimar: I will.
The Phoenix enters back into his tent.
Kalimar slaps the raven scroll in his hand, after that he goes to do what his father commanded of him.
I hope you all enjoyed that. Even though they met before but this is a little different, because Tywin was only meeting The Phoenix made up Merchant identity from Braavos. He now official meeting the real Phoenix from Ulthos.
Anyways don't give up on me readers more chapters are coming.
Just wait and see and further in the story and to live up to Season 6 potential, I will oil loft characters probably might do something different with a character death. You can guess but we may never know who will die after all it is the Games of Thrones.