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Mr. Martin, I am planning to screw your story over, I am using Mrs. J.K.'s Magic and my old guy, but brace yourself, it is going to hurt… That came out wrong… very wrong. Meh, I do this for free.

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Mum hugged me: "You worry too much Gendry, but I guess you are right. With these six our future is set. Tell us, what are your plans for the future? I bet it isn't running the business for us."

I shook my head: "No mum, I am going to make a name for myself, when I turn thirteen I am going on a trip, that is still two years away though."

2 I do it my way.

Aunty joined the hug: "Do you hear that sis? Our boy is not a boy anymore, and witnessing his last spar with Ser Steffon gave me goosebumps. Too bad he is kin, I wouldn't mind having a kid from him."

Yeah, too bad she is my aunt, she is a fine piece of ass, and very experienced with males. I know, I spie… monitored them regularly.

I joked: "Maybe you can ask dad to donate some seed, you are still a fine-looking woman aunty if you ask nicely maybe he will."

Mum shook her head: "It could be possible a few years ago but now his wife is calling the shots, and his shots have to be outside the girl's cunt, to prevent bastards. Word is that she is taking one or two girls along in bed with him. He has too big of an appetite."

Mum looked at me and sighed: "It is time you know who your father is Gendry."

I held my hand up: "I already know mum, and I don't care who or what he is. You and aunty are the two most important people in my life."

I hesitated for a few seconds but decided to come out in the open. I raised privacy spells and raised the wards in my room. Now let's hope they swallow my bullshit.

I started: "Mum, aunt, I have a big secret to tell you, you will have a hard time believing it, but as far as I know, it is the truth. When I was born, the Stranger woke something up in me. I received the memories of a servant of the Stranger from another world. He was a spokesperson for the Stranger, people called him The Master of Death, personally I preferred the Master of The Force. Nobody can be the Master of Death, only the Stranger can."

Mum and aunty had their mouths wide open, so let's shovel some more bullshit in.

"In that other world that servant got powers, and abilities, to aid in my tasks, the Stranger gave them to me too. My tasks are to keep the peace and slay some demons. Some of those powers even you felt yourself. Did you never wonder why you never got sick or pregnant? That those six houses you own have no vermin, lice, or fleas? The working girls are always healthy, never get pregnant, always clean. I used the Stranger's powers to ward the houses from sickness and vermin."

Yeah, I better not say Magic, the power of the Stranger will be more accepted, after all, he is one of the Seven.

Mum was the first to snap out of it: "We often wondered why we never got pregnant or sick, we thought it was the Crone watching over us."

I shrugged: "Maybe she has, who am I to know what the Seven think or do? I only know that I have a connection with the Stranger. And if you want another child I remove the block. I can even make it a real sibling if you want to."

Aunty asked: "How in the Crone's name are you getting the king to fuck me?"

I smiled at aunty: "He doesn't have to fuck you, aunty, you only have to insert his sperm into your snatch. Another power I have is to make myself invisible and to put thoughts into people's minds. Don't look at me like that mum! The Stranger punishes the abuse of that power. I used it on dad, to fuck his wife instead of the servants or whores. I even used it on the Queen to be faithful to her husband, if I didn't do that, the children would all be blond instead of blue-eyed and black-haired. I changed my hair and eyes, the spies of Varys were too curious about me."

Aunty asked: "What else did you do? A lot of unexpected events are becoming clear now, and can you show me some of your powers?"

I raised my hand and showed a Lumos, a glowing light, that is always impressive to the natives… it is divine! "I can read memories from people's minds when they are made asleep with a spell. That way I know that Joffrey is a bastard from Jaime Lannister. I made dad stop whoring around, stop drinking, and take his wife back to his bed. Joffrey and Jaime are with Stannis because I planted that idea in dad's mind. Baelish was planning to force you both to work for him, so I let Arryn discover that he was fucking his wife. Varys is a two-timing piece of shit, he is working to get a Blackfyre on the throne. Dad walked in on Renly when he was getting buggered by a King's Guard, hence the switch with Stannis."

Speechless, they sat down, their innocent boy was not so innocent after all, all the small details they missed all those years fell into place.

Mum finally asked: "What are your plans for the future Gendry? Are we in them?"

I conjured a chair and sat in front of them: "I have no concrete plans lined out yet, there are two major threats that need to be dealt with and a lot of small ones. My main objective is to keep you safe and happy. Do you want to be rich and famous? I can make it happen, a child from dad or any other Lord? No problem at all. Do you want to stay here unnoticed, that is possible too."

Aunty asked: "So when you are thirteen you are going to travel?"

I shook my head: "Not exactly, I have one last big secret ability, I can change into birds. There are five shapes, two of them are have received powers from the Stranger. When I am thirteen, I am grown enough to fly as a bird. My Phoenix form allows me to come home instantly, no matter the distance. So I fly to my target location, when it is evening, I flash home for dinner."

I turned into a Phoenix to prove it, a happy song convinced them that the Seven were guiding me. I still could not fly with it though.

Xxxxx

That is my plan, fly to my destination, no horses or sour feet, no bandits or pirates on the way. I bet I can cover Westeros in a week or two. Another way is beacons. Send a beacon to Yi Ti, and flash there, but it comes with heavy risks, if that beacon is at the bottom of the ocean… squashed would be a good description of the result.

I still have a lot to do in Kings Landing, Pycelle and Varys are two pains in the ass. The influence of Tywin needs to be taken down a nudge. It was a sad day that Pycelle was found dead on top of his whore of the day, people found him when the whore was screaming her lungs out. Pycelle cramped up when he died and locked the girl underneath him. A timed sticking charm could do the same, but I will never admit that was the cause.

Anyway, the new Maester was from the Crownlands. A nudge from me evened the number of troops from all seven kingdoms, clipping Tywin even further. As a consolation prize, Tyrion became the Master of coins, it pissed Tywin off even more.

The number of bastards did not raise any longer after Cercei controlled the bedroom, instead of eighteen, there are seven or eight, tops.

Xxxxx

Well, it is time to build my reputation, mum and aunty were fully supporting me by the way, every ability I have I blamed on the Stranger. So I am not a wizard, I am using the Force of the Stranger. That sounds so much better.

I started to compete in small tournaments in the Melee section, I could not shoot an arrow for shit and never sat one minute on a horse, so that left the Melee. You could not even call them tournaments anymore, now that the Master of coins cut the entertainment budget, most of those small tournaments were more intent on recruiting. Tyrion even charged an entrance fee. I had to pay to get my ass kicked, that was what the scribe said when I told him my age.

At twelve, I even lied one year, I am the youngest on the field. I look fifteen years old though, I am big for my age. With leather armor and two hammers, each weighing two pounds, I drew the attention of many. A lot of veterans were teasing the baby to suck mommy's tits a bit longer.

I did prepare thoroughly, my armor is enchanted and Runed to the max, and my hammers got two settings, normal and penetrating impact. The last setting is for assholes and creeps that want to kill me 'Accidentally', payback is a bitch.

When the Melee started, I targeted the ones that mocked me the most, no matter how strong you are, a tap to the helmet hurt like a bitch, enhanced speed and agility, along with Ser Steffon's teaching, made it that I took five of them down. When I got surrounded by a team of three, I surrendered. There is no benefit to getting mauled by those, and I already reached my goal: Impress the higher-ups.

Two Melees more and I am the talk of the City, they gave me all kinds of nicknames too. The one that stuck was the 'New Mountain' I found out that the Old Mountain was pissed off about it.

Xxxxx

The next Melee I entered… yep, you guessed it right, it was filled with Westerlanders, led by the Old Mountain. Even the other baby killer Lorch was there.

The Old Mountain sized me up and spoke: "New Mountain? You don't even look like a small hill, boy."

I shrugged: "Is that the reason that you brought so many helpers with you gramps? Afraid you can't handle it alone? Maybe I am already too old for you, word is that you only kill someone if they are not older than four years old."

I had to duck to avoid his blade when he was swinging it, raging mad. While ducking, I smashed a kneecap, got behind him, and dented his helmet. Years in construction, and Ser Steffon's lessons paid off, so was the penetrating impact of my hammer that cracked his skull. The Old Mountain crumbled, and never got up again.

In the silence that followed, I asked out loud: "Did we start already? It seems that old guy could not wait for the sign."

Lorch fumed when he discovered Gregor was dead: "Boy, do not expect to survive the day. I will serve your body to his dogs."

I grinned at him: "Ah? Another baby killer? Don't tell me it is a Westerland specialty."

Me and my big mouth, five of them surrounded me, it was a good thing they got in each other's way when they attacked. I might have used some magic to deflect some swords to swing further and clip their mates.

After that, I released my top speed and stuck to close combat, long swords do not do well in close range when their friends are in the way for a good swing. Ducking, jumping, I hit them where I could reach, their toes or heads, it did not matter, what did matter was that a minute later only Lorch was left standing… sort off, with two smashed feet he could hardly stand up. I confess, I used a lot of Magic, but five against a boy is not fair either.

I commented: "I don't have dogs baby killer, we do have soup in Fleabottom. You told me this is a fight to the death, are you still saying that?"

Lorch screamed: "I will kill you even if this is the last thing I do!"

I shrugged: "You called it, baby killer."

I rushed to him, a few feigns, a few spells, and Lorch got hammered. Brain tissue seeped through the openings of his helmet.

I asked the organizers: "Can we start the Melee now? You never told us to start."

Everyone was slack-jawed, the New Mountain killed the two worst dogs of Tywin in single combat? He did it even in self-defense!

I pushed on: "I want to put a complaint to House Clegane and House Lorch, for behavior unfit for Knights of the Seven. I am just a commoner, but I expected a bit more honor of a Knight."

The people started to agree with me, the attacks were to kill and without warning. The Westerlanders were removed from the field under big curiosity and comments.

I went to the Lord that organized the tournament and said: "My Lord, I want to redraw from the contest, this skirmish will get the ire of Lord Lannister, and I have no right to involve you in it."

With a bow, I left, yeah, staying there is a death sentence, a lot of them would try to catch me and sell me off to Tywin. I made some turns and did my routine to shake my followers off, then I made myself invisible and sneaked into the tent where the bodies are stored.

A quick transfiguration later, I had two puppets that looked just like Lorch and Clegane, I put them in my pocket and left. Later that day, a captain heading for Sunspear got a load to deliver to the guards of the harbor. Two big boxes, some runes, and stasis charms made certain that the puppets turn back when the boxes are opened.

A note said: "Enjoy."

When the crew was interrogated they said an old man delivered the boxes and paid in full. Dorne had a week of festivities. Me? Meh, I did not like them, and Tywin's wings had to be clipped.

The New Mountain was celebrated in Fleabottom, although when news came out that Clegane and Lorch's bodies were missing, nobody ate soup for two days.

Xxxxx

It had to happen, I got called to the King, I bet Tywin threw a tantrum when his dogs got killed. The throne room was big, the throne itself was sort of impressive, dad was already sitting on it, stepmom sat on a more comfortable chair, the kids were there too with their nannies.

I got on my knee and remained bowed down. I waited until dad said: "Rise boy, let me take a look at you. Are you one of my bastards? You have the build for it."

I answered: "I don't think so Sire, my mother never mentioned meeting you. She talked about an Umber from the North as a possible father, personally, I am one from Flea Bottom."

Dad nodded: "Aye those Umbers are big ones too, that leaves us with what to do with you. You killed two retainers and four soldiers from Lannister, Lord Lannister demanded you be punished for that crime.

I raised my eyebrow and asked: "Is it a crime when someone defends himself from a sneak attack before the Melee even started? Then I demand a trial by combat before the Seven, Sire. There were enough people there to witness that Ser Clegane attacked first, Ser Lorch even announced that he was going to kill me. That was in a tournament! Where is the crime?"

Dad secretly had fun, he enjoyed my retorts at the Lannister's expense. Stepmom however, I had to prepare her, a few nights were enough to convince her that their deaths can ease the ruffled feathers from Dorne, and they were at fault. I even gave her my punishment.

Cercei commented: "Nevertheless, two lords got killed, I suggest a lifelong ban to become a Knight for the boy. He can stay as a commoner."

Tyrion's jaw was on the floor, his vindictive sister did not demand the boy's blood? What happened to the bitch?

Dad looked thoughtful: "It is a pity, the lad is very promising, I am told he is good with his hammers. He would make an impressive Knight. Boy, you heard the Queen, you are banned to become a knight for life."

With a faked look of disappointment, I bowed: "As you command Sire. My Queen, thank you for sparing my life."

Outside, I praised the wisdom and mercy of our Queen and her just punishment, after all, I killed two lords and four soldiers. It went viral, the merciful Queen passes judgment on a boy from Fleabottom and allows him to live, even when he killed six of her countrymen. Tywin was pissed of course.

Xxxxx

The downside? Varys is on my case again, I found his little mice everywhere, a few visits later, and Varys had a bad case of diarrhea, the poor man never recovered, he died in the outhouse. His mice scattered. We all mourned the man.

Meanwhile, I got a second addendum, The New Mountain from the North. Quite the mouthful.

Mum commented: "So I got fucked by an Umber? Strange, I thought it was that stag. If you are happy with it Gendry, then it is for me too. You understand they will eventually call you Gendry Snow do you?"

Aunty joked: "Ah! The Snowy Mountain! Sis! We have to spread the word! It is catchy and diverts the attention from his relationship with the Stranger, we can even say some of his powers come from the First Men!"

I shrugged: "I am not sorry for killing those maniacs. If they just killed the children would be acceptable, but not the way they did it. Well, I am glad for that ban, otherwise, every hedge knight would want me to be their squire."

Mum asked: "Why don't you want to be a Knight, Gendry? Most children dream of being one."

I answered: "That ties me to the Seven, mum, I have enough on my plate with the Stranger, these powers make it so that every oath is a binding one, breaking one can cost me my life. I better not risk it."

Aunty said: "How did you convince the Lannisters to back off?"

I grinned: "I paid a visit to their commander and imprinted that it would anger the Queen if they went out to take revenge. And the ones that came, thought that it was a good revenge to fuck one of the girls… twice."

Mum nodded: "These last days were good for business."

Xxxxx

I started researching ways to cut back on travel time, the solution I came up with was small trinkets, with a tracking beacon, a notice me not, a compulsion charm to drop it in a secluded spot at their arrival, with a trigger when they arrived. And finally, a few fail-safes like dispelling when it is dropped in the water or fire.

I spent a week at the harbor, selecting my first three destinations. Pentos, Braavos, and Volantis. Pentos for Illyrio Mopatis, the employer of Varys and the owner of three dragon eggs. Braavos for the two Targaryens, I have to control them somehow. Volantis, as it is the closest to Valyria, I have some treasure to collect there.

On another note, I have to spank aunty, the moniker 'Snowy Mountain' took hold, it spread like wildfire, even some sailors employed by the Manderlys came to have a look at me at a Melee.

They nodded sagely, one of them said: "That is an Umber alright, the size and hair color match, and he fights like one too."

That settled the deal, I am an Umber from the North from now on, it is much safer than one of the Stags bastards, I bet some of the Umbers are getting grilled for fucking bar wenches down South.

I expanded the safeties of mum and aunty, some jewelry, enchanted and runed with all kinds of protections and safeties, made them better protected than dad.

Aunty took me up on my word and wanted a kid from dad too. A nightly visit to collect some of the spilled spunk, a fertility spell that even could select the gender made aunty an expecting mother to be. I made him a brother, my sister managing a whore house? Nah, bro can do that.

Xxxxx

The first beacon pinged, Pentos was calling for my attention. There is a time difference between Pentos and home, an hour, maybe more, so I left at midnight and flamed there as a Phoenix, a warding token, spelled with invisibility and silencing, prevented the locals to spot me.

A few hours later, I found the mansion of Illyrio Mopatis. Invisible, I levitated myself over the wall, silently I entered the mansion. The man was fast asleep, alone in bed, no doubt the slave girls are not allowed to sleep next to him, but it made my job easier.

Twenty minutes later, I had all his secrets pilfered from his mind, the location of the eggs, his secret stash, he even had the crown jewels that the beggar king sold.

When morning came, Illyrio Mopatis was sick in bed, he was too weak to check if some items were missing, the eggs for example, or the crown jewels, his secret stash was gone too. I am glad my new expanded bag can hold a lot, a must-have for the occasional traveler or thief.

I stored it all in my secret room, yes I have one! It is every kid's fantasy to have one of those. Anyway, there will be no Blackfyre on that iron chair on my watch.

The next months I spend learning to fly in almost all my bird forms, but Thunderbird is still not responding to me. The seagull got the best results, it was easy to fly with and it could glide through the air with nearly no effort. I better not say anything about the crash landings.

Xxxxx

The beacon from Volantis activated, I told mum and aunty that I will be gone for a few weeks for a trip.

Stocked up on food and camping gear, it fitted all in my bag, a flamed to Volantis at night. I changed into a seagull and took off, South-East, heading to Valyria. The wind was helping me, it blew in the right direction, gliding more than flying, it took the whole day before I saw land in the far distance, I changed into my Phoenix and flamed to the land.

The distance I traveled was impressive, with the tailwind I managed to double the normal flying speed, I guess my location is close to the Valyria peninsula.

When my tent and wards were set, after eating I went straight to bed, tomorrow I am going sword hunting. I bet I can find Brightroar, would Tyrion like it when I give it to him?