Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 6 of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Arya
Arya bit her lip, lost in though as she rode her horse; she was with her father, Robb and Gendry, along with their bannermen as they rode towards the Wall, along with the rest of the armies from across Westeros. Despite the size of the force they had gathered, she had a nasty feeling they would still be outnumbered. But that wasn't exactly what was on her mind.
'It's been so long...I wonder, how...' She pondered quietly.
Her thoughts were broken by Gendry's voice however. "Arry?"
She started and turned to him, he was looked at her, concerned.
"Are you alright?" He asked. "You're...very quiet."
She cleared her throat and tried to recover. "I..sorry, I didn't realize..."
She composed herself and smiled lightly.
"I'm fine Gendry, I was just, thinking..." She explained. "We're going to the Wall, that means...I'll be seeing Jon again."
Gendry nodded. "Ah, reuniting."
She sighed. "Yes, I was, just; it's been so long since we last saw each other and, I'm wondering about how he'll react; I have pretty much changed in some ways after all."
Gendry just grinned. "You're still you, and that's what he'll notice."
Arya laughed at that; once more at ease. Talking to Gendry like this, her problems and concerns always seemed to become trivial and now she felt her old confidence completely asserting itself once more.
When they reached the Wall, they found the Night's Watch and the Free Folk all gathered, waiting for them. Arya tensed when she saw Jon; her eyes widened and she had to suppress a gasp.
He looked different now, something in his eyes, the way he carried himself; she had heard he was now Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, but still.
She shook her head. 'Even so, I can see it, he's still...'
That alone was enough to calm her again and bring a smile to her face. But she restrained herself; waiting patiently while Daenerys, at the head of their army, rode forwards.
"Lord Commander Jon Snow..."
Jon nodded as he stepped forwards. "Queen Daenerys, we have heard of your victory and are glad for your aid...we will the time is approaching when we will face a terrible attack."
"You are correct; I am certain of it." She replied. "We must all stand together in the face of this trial...only then can we succeed."
Arya had stopped paying attention at that point; instead focusing, first on the red haired woman who had been standing next to Jon, then Jon himself. It was then his eyes found hers and widened slightly; he recognized her.
She discreetly shook her head, indicating later and Jon continued to talk to Daenerys. Arya meanwhile considered what she knew of their plans and her own hopes for this battle. It certainly wasn't going to be easy.
Later, while the army began to get settled in, ready for the upcoming battle; Arya grinned as Jon approached her, the same woman she noticed earlier at his side still.
"Arya..."
She stepped closer. "Hello Jon."
There was a pause then, unable to hold back any further, they embraced.
He smiled warmly as they finally stepped back, looking carefully at her. "Gods, you look great, can't believe it's been so long."
"I know; things have, really changed, for the both of us." She remarked.
Jon nodded in agreement and then asked. "So what exactly happened to you, I, I only got bits and pieces of news...Ever since the war started, those became few and far between...Until."
Arya saw Jon glance over at Gendry and raised an eyebrow, curious.
Jon then clarified. "Until I got word of you getting married."
"Ah, yes...This is my husband, Ser Gendry." Arya replied.
Gendry smiled and soon, together, he and Arya began sharing their story, from the very beginning. Meanwhile Jon introduced them to Ygritte and told his story and what they were expecting. Arya wasn't surprised, things were certainly looking grim; but they would stand strong. It was going to be their only chance after all.
"This battle, we have to win it." She said. "If we don't..."
Jon nodded. "Trust me, I know."
Arya was relived to see that Jon and Gendry seemed to get along well. She couldn't deny she liked Ygritte, admired her fiery attitude and was even surprised by the link between her and Jon
But in a way she found it fitting. Deciding to pass some more time, they continued to talk, about Winterfell, about the rest of the family.
The sun was beginning to set, preparations were still underway, but they were beginning to finalize their defences. All the same, Arya couldn't shake the feeling something wasn't right.
'It just feels like; we're waiting and that waiting is what's going to cause us trouble...' She thought worriedly.
No sooner had the thought passed through her head when she heard shouts and the sounds of battle. She drew Needle and began to rush towards the sound, she saw the creatures just moments before somebody shouted.
"Darkspawn!"
At once she saw this wasn't the battle, the group wasn't that large. But their sudden attack had everybody panicking. Arya grimaced as she killed the one nearest her, looking around worriedly. For she realized she was quite alone, no sign of Gendry, her father, or Robb.
She just hoped they were safe, for until she could verify it with her own eyes, she would have to fight her way through the skirmish, with those worrying thoughts clinging to her.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.