Tywin's POV

Things could not be any worse his army was still at Acorn Hall, for 3 days, they had been attacking various crossing points along the Red fork trying to get back to the Westerlands and for 3 days his forces had been rebuffed. Initially he had just sent light raids under Ser Amory Lorch and Ser Flement Brax to find an unguarded ford but to no avail, Ser Flement Brax had then led his forces south o try and breach there while Ser Amory tried north fo Riverrun but they were forced to retreat.

The problem was the West bank of the Red Fork was higher and wooded, so the enemy had hid archers and scorpion in the trees which rained down upon his unsuspecting troops. To counter that he had ordered heavier assaults using much of his remaining cavalry mainly directed at the stone mill. Ser Amory had led the assault along with Lord Lefford and had manage dot gain the west bank but with terrible losses but as he had led a force to reinforce them and push their advantage and break through the enemy lines, Ser Edmure had led his reserve force and crushed the force on the western bank, with barely anyone escaping, Lord Lefford had drowned trying to get back across, Ser Amory only just made it back with an arrow in his arm.

Then to make matters worse a raven had arrived a day ago with news 1 day past saying that the Golden Tooth had fallen and Ser Steffon Lannisters forces had been ambushed at Oxcross, meaning no help was coming.

He could not believe this was happeng the legacy he had built up, the fear and reputation he ahd earned and made for his house since he took command from his useless father was all going to be snuffed out because his children had too many mistakes for him to deal with.

Now Lord Eddard's forces were 2 hours away from his remaining forces at Acorn Hall, he sat with his remaining commanders, Ser Amory Lorch, Ser Harys Swyft, Ser Flement Brax and Ser Lyle Crakehall. Everyone one else he trusted more than these remaining fools had been killed or captured, these were not the people he would have chosen to make his last stand with but the Seven had dealt the cards now he just had to play with them.

"We could head South before Eddard's force are upon us my lord," suggested Ser flement meekly.

"What good would that do us, Eddard forces would be snapping at our rear guard all the way weakening us even more, where would we go. They have forces attacking all sides of the Westerlands, so no chance of retreating there. Where do you suggest we go?" he asked angrily daring them to answer.

No one did.

"Do you suggest we sneak around Eddard's force throught the Stoney sept and try and retake King's Landing crushing us between an enemy castle and Eddards forces. Or to Dorne maybe, yes they would help the people who murdered Elia Martell and her children," he shouted looking directly at Ser Amory.

"No! We make our stand here, our forces have already begun digging in around this castle, we will meet them on open battle and make sure we win or MY name goes down in history."

His remaining forces of 12,000 were entrenched in in the rocky high ground around Acorn hall, there was no point in staying in the castle as it couldn't hold all his forces and would leave the remainder outside just to get slaughtered.

He had sent Ser Lyle Crakehall with 500 men to harass the fords along the Red Fork to make it look like they were still trying to cross, he was hoping that would mean he would only have to face Eddards forces. He still had about 4,000 cavalry left with 8,000 infantry but Eddards force outnumbered him 2 to 1 with 26,000 forces but most of it want infantry as the Stormlords could not field much cavalry he still had about 3,000 cavalry made up of Stormlands and North, his forces reported and an outrider had returned to say a small dornish force of Sand Steeds had joined them, things were not looking good, but he the Lion of Lannister had won great victories in the past nothing was going to stop him for trying again.

Things had gone from bad to worse, he had kept most of his cavalry in reserve to plug the gaps where the enemy forces broke through gaps in the line. His pikemen has held the line rather well holding against the heavy cavalry attacks, while flurries of his arrows were fired at the oncoming and retreating cavalry, but then everything changed. Eddard had obviously realised his cavalry force would not break through with no support from the infantry and he could not risk moving his infantry force up the hill while their archers held the high ground as Eddard knew, as Tywin knew that Eddard's infantry would get rained fire upon if he advanced. Instead his cavalry charged again but this time with the dornish Sand steeds which had some of the best horseback archers in the world. This time they charged with flurries of arrows being fired by them and not at them.

With arrows raining down on his infantry front line, his pikemen couldn't form an effective defensive line as they were busy hiding beneath shields or falling back; next as the cavalry got closer his own archers were in range of their arrows. Where his archers were stationary their archers were moving making it harder to hit them.

Their cavalry smashed into his disorganised lines hacking and slashing, their infantry moving forward now as quickly as possible up the rocky ground to press their advantage.

"Ser Amory take a third of the cavalry force and attack their left flank, I will lead the rest to hold the line," he ordered loudly struggling to make himself heard over the noise of battle, as he kicked his horse and galloped forward being followed by the rest of his forces.

He knew it would only slow the inevitable but he wouldn't surrender, he was Tywin Lannister.

His forces were nearly destroyed, only about 1000, remained corned on a rocky hill, he had lost his horse and fought on foot as they were pushed back and back, always giving ground but making every metre cost the enemy blood, he had just seen, out of the corner of his eye, Ser Amory being half strangled with a whip by woman with brown hair as she used her other hand holding a shield and spear to knock him out and drag him away.

On his right he saw Ser Brax fall to a sword in the throat, but he didn't care he turned his attention to the front where he saw a rather portly knight with the crest of House Manderly charge at him, he was killed with a quick duck under his sword and then a stab to his neck. He turned around to face the next on coming enemy and the next and kept fighting even when a dagger when through his left hand he still held a sword, still being defended by his remaining loyal men of about 30. But he knew they wouldn't last for long, but then the enemy stopped coming and just surrounded them.

He saw a man walking through the ranks as they parted letting him by. It was Lord Eddard Stark.

"Lord Tywin you have fought bravely but all is lost, surrender now and I swear to you that you and your remaining men will be allowed to take the black and go to the wall."

"What an end that would be for the mighty Tywin Lannister, the wall is place for rapists and murderers, you know me Eddard I care about what I leave behind, my legacy. I will not be remembered for surrendering and going to the wall, I will be remembered for Rains of Castermere, for being the Youngest Hand of the King and for being the last loyal supporter of the True king Joffery I, and being killed by Eddard Stark the leader in 2 rebellions to the crown."

"Lord Tywin you know me, I always do the honourable thing, I am doing this because Joffery is not Roberts son he is your twins illegitimate bastard through incest."

"Lies," he yelled and charged at Eddard, following by his remaining men.

He struck at Ned Stark but , ned brought up Ice in time and pushed him back, he fought Eddard back trying to break through his strong defence and get past his great sword Ice but Ned was to strong and he was to tired and weak from fighting, with one mistake his sword fell from his sweaty grasp and the last thing he saw was Eddard swinging his sword and then black.