AUTHOR NOTES: Sorry it took so long to update...I have been dealing with personal things and Writer's block...I hope you enjoy this update...Soon this story will be finished
THE NIGHT KING
PART I
ROBB STARK
As his cousin Aegon marches south Robb Stark prepares to give aid to the Knights Watch. During their time together Robb and Aegon had grown very close and became very good friends. The two respected each other and had a lot in common. The Northerners were able to get in another harvest before the snows started to fall. Winter had finally come and on top of everything his wife Talisa is with child; their first child. "We leave in six days..." He says to Maester Luwin.
"As you command your Grace..."
"Any word from King Aegon yet?"
"None Your Grace...There is still the matter of giving the Dreadfort to a new family..Along with the castles of the Whitehills and Warricks."
He sighs, "I will decide that before we leave..." Robb gives the Whitehill castle to the Forresters to do with as they will. A few days later Robb gives the Dreadfort to Ser Peter Bordon and House Bordon is born. Gared Tuttle is named Lord of Whitehill and a Banner to the Forresters. Warstone castle is given to another Knight.
The day many in Winterfell had been dreading arrives. Talisa, Sansa, and Catelyn stand in the courtyard with teary eyes to see Robb and his men off. Arya is also present, showing more strength than her mother, sister, and sister in-law. After a lengthy goodbye he rides off with his father heading North to meet with the other Northern Lords. They travel through the Wolf's Wood up the King's Road. While traveling Robb's group encounters men from Torrhen Square, led by his friend. They also meet up with men from White Harbor. The trip takes two weeks and when they arrive Lord Umber is waiting with his army.
After a month all the Northern Lords have gathered. They meet in the main hall with the men of the Watch. "I bought twenty thousand men with me...The Riverlands and the Vale are sending men as well..." Robb says addressing the everyone in the hall.
"We have pulled all our patrols back, but we are blind...If you can contact your brother Your Grace..."
"I had intended to do that anyway..."
After the meeting Robb, Eddard, and Grey Wind go with twenty men to the weir-tree to speak with Bran. "The army of the dead is on its way...A storm cloud always proceeds their arrival...but I will arrive at the wall in a flock of Ravens first..."
"How much time do we have left?" Robb asks.
"A few weeks at the most...Four...Is Aegon there?"
"He went South to take the Iron Throne..." Eddard replies, "And he has won..."
"The sword is in a chamber beneath Castle Black...It can only be accessed by Aegon and only he can draw the sword from its resting place...I must go now when you wish to speak with me again touch one of the birds when they arrive...Do not cross the wall again..."
Three days later a flock of Ravens arrive and as Bran said all Robb or anyone has to do is touch one and he can communicate mentally through it. Bran informs them of a large host of White Walkers heading for the Wall near Castle Black. The next few weeks are intense as they wait for the arrival of King Aegon and his army.
Robb goes up to the top of the wall where his Father Eddard Stark is taking a watch. "What brings you up here?" Eddard asks.
"Restlessness...I hope all this is done with before the baby comes..."
"I hoped the same when you were born...Don't count on it."
Robb smiles, but his smile vanishes as a wall of snow rushes towards them, "What in the world is that?"
"They're here!" Eddard declares. No sooner had the words left his mouth that a man starts blowing the horn. The wall comes to life with archers getting ready for battle. "You should get down to the castle below I can handle things up here..."
EDDARD
Robb looks at him and nods, "Right..."
"Nock!" Eddard commands, but the White Walkers stop at the tree line.
"What are they waiting for?" Ed a man of the Watch asks standing beside Eddard.
They look down on the dead army and they just stare at the wall, meanwhile the Walkers on horseback stare up at the men on the wall. "Maybe would should fire the catapults..." Eddard looks at Ed and nods, "Catapults!"
The men manning the catapults pull the trigger leavers and fire a volley at the Wights. Only to have the Giant Wights throw trees and stones back up at them. "In coming!" Eddard screams diving out of the way. A few men are killed and three catapults are smashed. "FIRE AT WILL!" That is when the Walker screams and the Wights pull back behind the tree line. The men start cheering, "Steady men that was just the beginning...Keep your composure..."
Ned waits and after an hour he goes down on the lift to report to Robb and Lord Commander Benjen Stark. It felt a little odd deferring to his son and his younger brother. "We attacked first with a volley from the catapults, their Giant Wights hit us...We lost a dozen men...I had the bodies burned then they retreated back into the woods..."
"They might be testing us..." Benjen says.
Eddard looks at the Raven on the desk, "Any word from Bran?"
"None..."
Robb stands up, "I will have the men on the wall changed and go back up...Father you stay down here..."
"Aye..." Ned gets himself a bowl of hot stew and stands by the fire with Jon Umber and Lord Glover telling them what happened atop the wall.
Suddenly a horn blows twice and they rush to the gate a woman of the Free Folk comes through on a horse with two children, "The White Walkers! The White Walkers attacked us at Long Barrow..."
"How in the hell could they attack us from South of the Wall?" Jon Umber asks.
"I know the answer to that..." They look towards Bowen Marsh who is carrying one of Bran's Ravens. "I just heard from your son Lord Stark...Says the Night King divided his army in two...Tha other half has walked around the wall near East Watch by the Sea..."
"We have to warn the rest of the realm...Send the Ravens while we still can..."
ROBB
Two days later Robb is coming down in the lift when horn starts to sound. This time the Wights attack from Castle Black from both sides of the wall. Robb doesn't wait until the lift has stopped he opens the door and jumps out. As soon as he lands he is joined by Grey Wind. "Defend the Gate!" The men sleep in their armor and with their weapons to be ready at a moments notice. From atop the wall half the catapults had been turned to fire south at the approaching Wights. Some of the stuff fired from the catapults is Wild Fire.
Robb mounts his horse, "Men of the North! With me!"
THE KING IN NORTH!" The North Men scream. Out of the main gate they charge to attack the enemy. A signal is sent to stop the men on the wall from losing flaming jars, stones, and the wild fire. Robb has Ice while the rest of his men are armed with Dragonglass tipped spears. In the beginning Robb and his men are able to break through the lines, but the Wights are relentless. Eventually Robb is knocked off his horse. When he looks up he finds a Walker standing over him. "Talisa!" He whispers.
WHITE HARBOR
In White Harbor men women and children capable of bearing arms are training everyday to defend the city. Both low and high born drill side by with the bow, arrows and spears. While they train regular troops man the walls for a possible attack. Those not capable of fighting work tirelessly preparing food to feed the people and tend the sick.
"It feel like its getting colder to you?" A man on the wall asks to his companion.
"Sure does..." That is when an ice spear sprouts through his chest.
"Oscar!" The other man screams as the bells start ringing. Arrows all along the wall are lit and fired into the horde of dead marching on the city.
"Fire at will...Come on you bastards...Lets send these fuckers back to their graves where they belong!" The man in command is Harold Stone a Ranger of the Night's Watch.
"Commander!"
He turns to look at the boy, "What is it?"
"Sir the dead are arising from the graveyard we need reinforcements..."
"Find Lord Walter Manderly and let him know..."
"Aye Sir!" No sooner had the boy run off when a huge stone strikes the wall where Harold is standing. Giants Whites are hurling stones at the wall and after seven hits in one area the wall is breeched.
"The Wall is breeched..."
The defenders must divide their efforts in holding the breech and destroying the dead rising up from the graves inside the city.
"DRAGONS!" A man in the tower screams.
"Ships! Ships are coming into the bay!" Another screams from the other tower looking out over the water.
THE NIGHT KING
PART II
DAENARYS - KING"S LANDING A FEW WEEKS AGO
Daenarys flies in on her Dragon Aeryon with Viserion following as they approach the city Aegon's Dragon Rhaegal joins them in the air. The Dragons Viserion and Rhaegal fly around each other while Aeryon lands. Once Dany is safe on the ground the black Dragon joins his siblings in the air.
"My King!" Dany says with a playful curtsey. "Stop that and hug me old woman..."
"Old!"
"He thinks he's funny but he's not..." Rhaella says with her swollen stomach. She is lying on a pallidine as she insisted on greeting Dany.
Dany touches her stomach, "Wow how much longer..."
"One more month to go..."
"Come lets go inside..."
After she is settled Daenarys meets with Aegon and his advisors. "Before we begin I must share something with you...In private..."
Aegon looks at the people of his small council, Lady Vastell serves as his Master of Whispers. "I trust everyone here speak freely..."
"This concerns family..."
"Will you all excuse us..." After they leave Daenarys tells her nephew about the vision she had, "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"It's not possible..."
"They called my father...Your grandfather the Mad King for a reason...Besides the Dragon must have three heads..."
Aegon sighs, "Let us set this aside for the moment...How many troops did you bring..."
"Only Ten thousand of my personal army and two sell sword armies...The Lost Legion seven thousand strong and the Red Dawn ten thousand..."
"We have set sail as soon as possible..."
"Yes but first we need to see if my vision is true..."
TYRION
For the past few weeks Tyrion had been planning to leave for Casterly Rock. He would be completely happy if not for Jaime who wanted to challenge the new Lord and Warden of the West Jordan Romyn. His wife Margaery Lannister is pregnant with their first child. "Pod make sure you have everything."
"Of course my Lord..."
"I almost forgot...I spoke with our new King and before I leave you will be Knighted."
That is when one of his guards enter, "Begging your pardon m'lord...The King wishes to see you..."
When Tyrion enters the King's Solar Aegon and Daenarys are waiting, "Welcome Lord Tyrion please come in a be seated..."
"What may I do for you your graces..."
"Time is against us, but before we leave for the North there is something we must address..."
Daenarys speaks up, "We were wondering if you ever had any dreams about Dragons?"
Tyrion frowns staring at them both before answering. "When I was six years old; I had a dream about three Dragons."
Aegon and Daenaerys exchange looks, "I had a vision while traveling here...It was about you and your mother."
"My mother?"
"As you know my father was known as the Mad King."
"I know that."
"You also know that before my father went mad Lord Tywin and my father were friends...Before and after my father went mad he was infatuated with your mother Lady Joanna. After he went mad he acted on that infatuation."
Tyrion starts shaking his head, "No!"
"I'm sorry...He raped your mother. You were born a year later." Tyrion blankly stares at them. "The Dragon always has three heads...You are the third...You are meant to ride Viserion."
Tyrion stands up and walks out, "We don't have time for this!" Aegon yells.
Later Tyrion is in his room drinking, "You promised me!" Margaery says standing in front of Tyrion with a swollen stomach.
"I think I am allowed some leeway considering what I just learned..."
She takes a seat on the bed, "And what did you just learn?"
AEGON
An entire day had passed since Tyrion learned the truth. Aegon is angry as people are dying and the snows are falling in the South. Reports are coming from Dorne that it is snowing in Dorne. "He needs time to process the information..." Daenarys says following Aegon.
"Time we don't have anymore..." He bursts into Tyrion's room, walks up to him and knocks the goblet of wine from his hand. "Time to sober up! We need you to learn to ride Viserion and we don't have time for whatever this is..."
"He just learned his mother was raped and he is a..."
"He is my..." Aegon looks at Daenaerys, "...Our family and we need you."
Tyrion looks at Aegon and smiles. After Tyrion sobers up he is taken to the Dragon Pit where Aeryon, Rhaegal, and Viserion are waiting. Viserion takes an immediate liking to Tyrion and accepts him as his rider. It takes two days to teach Tyrion how to fly the Dragon and three more for him to get use to flying alone without supervision. A special saddle is made for Tyrion so that he can ride comfortably.
Two days after that they head North to help fight the White Walkers. On the way North they stop at Gulltown to rest and get food for the Dragons. The Fleet carrying the army is sailing past the Fingers. "Your Graces...My Lord...We just received word from White Harbor...The City is under attack..."
Aegon, Daenarys, and Tyrion fly to the fleet and direct them to sail to White Harbor. When they arrive Aegon directs Daenarys to attack the dead coming from the graveyards. While He and Tyrion attack the White Walkers at the Breech. "DRACARYS!" Both Aegon and Tyrion command. Thousands of Wights are obliterated in the fire storms. As Tyrion is flying on Viserion the Dragon is hit in the flank by an Ice Spear thrown from a White Walker. Aegon sneers as Viserion lands in the city. He commands Rhaegal to fly down on the White Walker. Rhaegal grabs the White Walker with his mouth and tosses him.
After Aegon dismounts Rhaegal it takes off. He runs up to the White Walker and stabs it with his sword Balaerion. The White walker shatters along with all the Wights it raised. Many hours later the battle is over and Aegon walks up to Tyrion. "How is he?"
"Just a wound...thank the gods...But it will be days maybe weeks before he can fly..."
"I will leave some men here to help protect you, Viserion and the City...We must go on."
"Thank you." Tyrion says before he walks off.
Aegon turns to face him, "For what?"
"As we traveled North you have treated me like family...I know I haven't made it easy, but thank you for all this..."
Aegon kneels down in front of him and gives Tyrion a hug.