Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World

Chapter 11 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Eddard

Looking around worriedly as he noted the approach of the second wave, Eddard Stark gripped his sword tightly, especially as he looked up the creature that could only be the Night King, their chief enemy in this attack apart from Corypheus himself.

'Still, we cannot waver, this is our only chance. We must fight here and win.' He told himself before calling out to his army. "All of you, rally to me, we will fight through this; together!"

His men cheered and began to form ranks; he could hear the other commanders and army leaders doing the same, their men responding and together they were readied themselves for another attack. This time, the Darkspawn again reached them first but they couldn't use their spike traps this time. Thankfully, they still had other traps, like the pits they had dug which contained sharpened stakes or pitch.

Some of the Wights blundered into said pits too and they were able to put their arrows to use, after igniting them, adding to their defences too as the flames and pits forced the enemies into smaller zones of attack, reducing their numerical advantage too.

'But it won't mean anything if we don't fight back now.' He reflected. "Now, attack!"

With a shout the army advanced and began to fight. Gritting his teeth, Ned deflected a Hurlocks attack and cut him down. They were only just beginning.

Through the chaos of battle, as he took down a Wight, kicking it into one of the flaming pits, Ned noticed, to his concern, the Others were beginning to advance. But before they could even reach the army, he heard a loud roar and looked up.

The army all cheered as the three dragons took off from the top of the Wall. Panic overtook the opposing army, the Darkspawn screeched, the Other stopped advancing, only the undead didn't react. With powerful roars the three dragons let loose their fiery breath as they flew past. Several Others and various other enemies were incinerated in that first blast.

"That should work well, give us the edge again." He muttered before bellowing his orders, along with the other leaders. "Now, advance, fight...We must win, for Westeros, for our people...for our families!"

With that he led the charged as they made their way towards the enemy, cutting down any that came too close. He knew this reprieve would not last and the enemy would resume their attack; but if they could push them back, they'd hopefully keep the edge they had obtained.

Ducking under an Ogre, hacking at its leg as he did so. It roared in pain and stumbled, allowing the giants to quickly overwhelm it. Ned however was already focused on the next enemy, one of the Others. He tensed, but before either of them could react, Jon appeared and something flashed in his left hand before he stabbed the Other, resulting in it shrieking and melting into a puddle.

"Jon…?"

"Dragonglass..." He said. "Dragonglass is their only weakness, here, I thought I gave you one!"

He handed something to Ned who examined it, a dagger of sorts made of a strange material, likely the Dragonglass Jon mentioned.

Recovering from his surprise Eddard quickly blocked the ambush attack from two Shrieks and cut one down before dodging the other and managing to wound it before it cut him. Grimacing he stepped back, worried. But thankfully the wound wasn't deep and he had been told about how quickly the corruption of the Darkspawn took hold and he saw no signs.

Thrusting his blade through the Shriek and twisted his sword and pulled it out. He had to find other allies, before it was too late. Before he was overwhelmed by the enemy. He continued to cut his way through until he heard the clashing of metal, the shouting and the shrieks of those being killed. He managed to cut through the enemies blocking his view.

And just as he suspected, he had found Arya and Gendry. They had been surrounded but now stood back to back, cutting through any who tried to get too close.

"Arya, Gendry, over here!" He cried.

They spotted him, saw the gap he had made in their enemies and quickly hurried over, cutting down some Genlocks on the way. Regrouping with him they finally joined up with the Northern army again.

"We're losing people, it's becoming a full out struggle." Gendry revealed.

Arya shook her head. "We can still do this. Father, where's Robb?"

Ned sighed. "I was going to ask you, I've lost track of him; we're still..."

Arya looked around worriedly then stopped. "Father, there!"

He turned, seeing where she was pointing.

He spotted a group of Darkspawn; Emissaries by the look of them, due to their magic casting which was causing chaos amongst their ranks. Then he saw what Arya saw; Robb and a handful of others, they had managed to sneak up behind the Emissaries and were quick to attack. Even as he watched the ambush was successful and soon felled the Darkspawn spellcasters.

'Excellent, another thing turned to our advantage.' He thought happily while another roar signalled yet another dragon attack.

Responding at once, Ned issued the call, Robb and his men hurrying over to him. They all began to regroup as ordered and more of their enemies were destroyed by dragon fire.

"We're gaining ground, but..." He began.

Arya nodded next to him and he could tell the army's mood was grim. They could see clearly that another wave was coming, as large as the previous one. Still they kept their resolve up and reformed their ranks, ready to continue the battle.

"Father, they just keep coming." Robb muttered.

Arya agreed. "Yes; but we can do this; we can't give up."

Nodding Eddard replied calmly. "Arya is right; let's keep ourselves focused; this is our only chance so get ready, we will continue to fight."

But even as he said it; something else happened, once again they faced a fresh challenge, one which had an immediate demoralizing effect.

With a loud growling roar, breaking through the thick clouds that had formed in the sky, overshadowing the battlefield, was the mighty Red Lyrium Dragon and there on it's back, in all his terrible glory, was Corypheus.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.