Game of Thrones fan fiction – And so my watch has ended
Written by Durai
WARNING: If you haven't read all the books yet, this fan fiction might contain spoilers for you. If this is the case, please do not read any further unless you want spoilers. You have been warned!
Chapter 9 – A Father's Duty
Thyn is dead. It stings me to write this in his diary, as it isn't mine. My name is Vir. I'm the only one that survived the slaughter, together with the two children of Thyn and Cyl. The parents themselves were both killed not too long ago. And I will tell you how his watch ended.
Thyn was content with the life in Galen's old hut. The man had passed away a few years back now, and we didn't know about anything going on at the Wall, or south of it. But the tranquility didn't last.
A loud banging on our door was heard. 'Open up! We just want to have your stuff so we can leave already!' We heard a man yell. Thyn walked up to the door to see who it was. But when he opened it, an arrow came sprouting out of his shoulder and he fell down to the ground.
Cyl let out a scream and the children started crying. I pushed them backwards a little. 'Hide in the wood storage, quick!' I hissed. Cyl nodded and took the kids with them. I then took my own sword from my bed and drew it. 'Get out of our house, you barbarians!' I roared.
The Wildling in front of me was no ordinary man, however. He looked human, but his eyes were shiny deep blue. 'Are you a Walker?' I asked. The man shook his head. 'No, that I'm not. I'm something far worse for you!' The man drew his sword and was about to swing it, but then someone loudly yelled: 'STOP!'
It was Thyn. He was in the opening of the door. And he looked angry. There was a fiery aura around him and his blade was on fire. The man in front of me stepped forward. 'Are you the one that killed our leader, Bael?' he asked.
Thyn spat on the ground. 'I don't care if I killed your leader,' he said. 'Leave this house and get the hell out of here, or I'll make you!' Now the man started laughing. 'Our leader was good, but I'm the fighter of our group! We're trying to make sure that the Walkers will invade Westeros. And they are under OUR command!'
And then the fight started. I didn't even bother to watch, I just ran outside, right past the man, to see if Cyl was alright. However, I found a man close to the wood storage. Then I saw how he drew his sword and swung it at the wood. A short scream followed. With a shock I realized that he just killed Cyl.
With a loud roar I tightened the hold on my sword and rushed over to the bastard who dared kill my friend's wife. I hacked, slashed and stabbed away at him, but my attacks didn't reach him. On the other hand, my own defense was so thorough that his didn't reach mine, either.
'I guess we're equals!' I said. The man shook his head. 'What're you talking about, you idiot?' he said. 'You're winning!' And then I saw blood on the man's armor. I grinned. I got better at fighting, after all. So I kept fighting. I did it for Cyl. I did it for Thyn. I did it for their children.
Just as I stabbed the man right through his head and lopped it off, a deafening explosion threw me aside. When I managed to look up, I saw the house was gone. The only things standing there were Thyn and the blue-eyed man, both drenched in blood and sweat. When I looked at them, I saw that the wounds of both were fatal.
Thyn grinned. 'Now you'll never let the Walkers enter Westeros!' he said. The blue-eyed man roared out and lunged once more at Thyn. Thyn, too weak to move anymore, was pierced by the man's blade. And with his last energy, Thyn cut the man open from balls to brain.
Guts fell out of the man's body as he fell in two. Then, Thyn collapsed. I ran over to him and lifted his head up slightly. 'Thyn!' I yelled. Thyn just grinned. 'I did what I had to do, my friend,' he said. I nodded. 'Of course.'
Then, Thyn grabbed my hand and said: 'Are my wife and children still alive?' I bit my lip. 'The children are alright, but… Cyl is dead.' Thyn slowly nodded. 'Then it is up to you to raise and train them, my friend!' Then, he grabbed my head with both his hands. I felt energy entering my body and rushing through it. I felt powerful, powerful as never before.
Fire started to surround me and my muscles grew as thick as rocks. Then, Thyn said: 'And so my watch has ended.' And he died in my arms.
It was never the same anymore from that moment on. I sought refuge in the forests close to the Wall. There, I raised and trained the boy and the girl to become warrior and archer. I trained them to become deadly weapons, just like their father. And now I can only hope that one day, they will end the conflict in Westeros or die trying. This is the story of Thyn and me. And so our watch has ended.
Sorry folks, but I decided to finish the story after nine chapters! Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I liked creating it, a lot of work went into this! Please tell me what you think of this story and if you could also leave a review, that would be much appreciated. Also, don't forget to read my other fan fictions, as there will be more! My polls are up for votes as well. Thank you for reading, everyone!