WHAT IS UP MUCKAAAACHUNGAAAAAS!? IT'S TRAVEZTY! And I know I promised my Cyberpunk x Mass Effect Fans that I'm going to be working on Chippin' In and the new fanfiction that is essentially an AU to it, but while I am almost finished with the first chapter of the new story, as it is now the Month of Halloween, I had recently been reading into the History of Vlad the Impaler, and I've been getting an itch try a Dungeons & Dragons x A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones story once more, this time with my own sets of twists and turns. However, I want to see how you guys react to how I try my hand at this story, so I'm going to be posting this Preview to see how you guys like it, and if you do, then I will be more than willing to try and make this an actual story! Please note, however, this will only provide an excerpt of the entire first chapter that I have written out so far, and, for now, I won't be writing anymore than I already have until I am sure everyone wants to see it. In any case, I hope you guys like what I'm about to present, and if I can get at least 10 Faves and Follows, I will turn this into a full story! So I think that's enough out of me for now, please be sure to Follow, Favorite, Review, and Share this Preview with anyone and everyone you know who likes D&D and A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones Content. Catch ya on the Flipside! DRACARYS!
Preview:
Harrenhal, 2 Weeks Later…
Vlad, landing next to the Princes and Knight, they look on in horror as they see what was supposed to be the set up for a great tourney is now nothing more than ruins, how Harrenhal, once filled with life, now reduced to ruin as there are corpses lying about everywhere. "We were too late…" Vlad says, looking at one of the soldiers lying on the ground, moving it's head to the side to reveal the bite marks. "Poor bastards…"
"Walter!" Oswell shouts, calling out for his brother as they ride through Harrenhal's open gates. "Brother, where are you!?" Vlad reaches for his sword and draws it as they start moving through the ghostly halls of Harrenhal.
"Ser Knight, please remain calm and everyone, keep your eyes peeled… The moment you smell something other than decay, warn us…" Vlad says, taking point as they begin to wander through the halls of Harrenhal, wandering through the halls, until they start hearing crying. To this, Vlad leads them towards a locked door, where there was the sound of crying, and Oswell immediately recognizes the voice.
"Alyce!" Oswell says.
"Uncle Oswell!?" Alyce Whent asks from within, rushing to the door, but hesitating to open it. "Please, tell me it is you! If you did, tell me what you sent me for my nameday last year!"
"I sent you a container of Moon Tea, to hide from your father that you were no longer a maiden!" Ser Oswell says the girl opened the door, revealing a beautiful young woman with dark hair and beautiful eyes, her eyes having become swollen from crying and her face stained from her tears. "Alyce!"
"Uncle!" Alyce says, hugging her uncle and crying. "I thought I was going to die here alone!"
"It's alright, Alyce, we're here!" Ser Oswell says, however, that is when they hear a sniffing sound.
"OSWELL MOVE!" Vlad shouts, kicking Oswell and Alyce out of the way of the Vampyre jumping down from above them. The group backs away and Oswell draws his sword, Vlad doing the same as he takes a unique stance while looking at the creature.
"You again!?" The Vampyre says, "Hounding us as ever, you filthy half-breed!" The Creature jumps out of the way as a shaft of sunlight nearly hits it. "Will you ever get enough of killing your kin!?"
"You filthy creatures are no Kin of mine!" Vlad snarls, his eyes glowing green as he snarls at the undead.
"Feh… You and the rest of the people of this world will learn your place, beneath our fangs!"
"Not if I bite your head off first!" Vlad bites back.
"Enough!" Oberyn says, "I am Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne, and I am here today to put you down, you miserable beast, for slaughtering my sister like an animal!"
"You are all the same meat to me!" The Vampyre says, "Besides, she wasn't the one I was after…"
"Let me guess, Orcus sent you after the "Song of Ice and Fire" correct?"
"How did you know!?"
"Let's say a little dragon had a prophetic dream!" Rhaegar says, "You will die for what you have done, monster, to my wife, and for traumatizing my daughter!"
"Feh, you know nothing, Rhaegar Targaryen!" The Vampyre says, "Still, it will be interesting feeding on a Dragonborn's blood, I've never tasted Dragon before!" Vlad snarls and then glares at the creature, "And I will silence the Song in the name of my Master!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Vlad says, snarling. "Ser Oswell, get your niece out of here, we'll cover you, and no matter what happens, stay in the sunlight!"
"Understood!" Ser Oswell says, growling as he has to abandon his prince, but Rhaegar gives the knight a nod, giving the man his permission to save his niece. As they retreat, Vlad opens his wings and flies up to the Vampyre on the ceiling, drawing his sword. The Vampyre snarls as Vlad swings his sword with one hand, slashing the Vampyre, who hisses loudly in pain. Snarling at the Vampyre, Vlad lands on the ceiling and begins by swinging his fist, his hand bursting into Emerald Flames. Rhaegar and Oberyn look in shock as they watch Vlad's burning fist miss, only for a second attack, a burning kick, striking the vampyre in the chest. Oberyn, snapping out of his shock, takes his Spear and concentrates as he focuses, looking at the Vampyre, knowing he might only get a single shot at this, carefully aims, and then throws. The Vampyre, turning to the Nobles, finds itself being impaled by a snake-crested spear as it forces him to fall from the ceiling, and land on the ground hard, the vampire snarling in pain.
"Nice shot, my prince!" Vlad says, smiling at Oberyn! "Next time though, aim for the head or the heart, landing a shot there will kill a vampire instantly!"
"Noted!" Oberyn says, to which the Vampyre snarls as it picks itself up, all three princes watching as the slash that Vlad had made immediately begins to heal.
"A mortal's spear, piercing me? But how!?" The Vampyre asks. "There should be no magic in this world!"
"Ah, but that is no ordinary spear." Oberyn says, "I have come across many a Valyrian Steel Dagger in my time, and I had their blades readjusted into the spear heads I am famous for." To which the Vampyre glares at Oberyn, "So you shouldn't be so cocky!"
"DAMN YOU!" The Vampyre shouts, charging at Oberyn, swinging his 3 inch long talons at Oberyn, the first one barely missing, but when it goes to swing for the second one… Everyone then hears a maniacal laughter, in which Vlad looks at the Vampyre with amusement as it trips over a rock and lands in an area where the sun is flowing through the main door, and immediately, it's body catches fire, the Vampyre screaming in bloody agony.
"NOW MY PRINCE!" Vlad shouts to Rhaegar, "STRIKE HIM DOWN!"
"Elia…" Rhaegar prays, thinking of his late wife, and the happiness they had together, "Lend me your strength!" Rhaegar shouts, his sword catching fire as it does so, the Prince too focused on the Vampyre to notice as he rushes forward, raising his sword above his head. "FIRE AND BLOOOOD!" Rhaegar strikes out at the Vampyre with all his might, gripping his sword in two hands as he does so, the Vampyre screaming in pain as further burning agony is brought down upon it. Oberyn looks at Rhaegar with his eyes wide as he watches this, only for Vlad to drop down, glaring at the Vampyre with glowing green eyes.
"Time to die!" Vlad says, menacingly, breathing in deeply, in which Rhaegar looks at Vlad, seeing a light glowing in the Prince of Wallachia's mouth, but, when he has the instinct to dodge it, a familiar voice speaks to him.
"It is alright my love… You are a Dragon… Fire cannot Kill a Dragon…" Elia's voice whispers into his ear.
"Elia?" Rhaegar asks.
"FIRE DRAGON… ROAAAAAAAR!" Vlad shouts, unleashing a torrent of emerald hued flames from his mouth.
"RHAEGAR, NOOO!" Oberyn shouts as the flames consume both Rhaegar and the Vampyre, in which Vlad unleashes all of his might into the blast, a dragon's roar echoing as he unleashes his breath weapon… As the flames die out, Ser Oswell rushes back into the hall the smoke shrouding everything, and Oberyn grabs Vlad by his shirt. "You bastard! You murdered my good brother! Now Rhaenys and Aegon are orphans thanks to you!"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that…" Vlad says, looking over to where Rhaegar is, finding that the Prince is not only alive… But Unburnt… What's more, Rhaegar seems to be holding something in his arms, much to the surprise of everyone, but Vlad, seeing something in his arms…
"Rhaegar?" Oberyn asks, shocked.
"My prince?" Ser Oswell says, Rhaegar's clothing having burned away, but in his arms is a little scaly creature, climbing up Rhaegar's body to reveal it's image… A Beautiful Bronze Dragon with Jade colored wings, eyes, and crests, with black horns, talons, and teeth, climbing up his body and looking at both of them. "A Dragon…!" The two men, and Lady Whent, kneel before Rhaegar, seeing Dragons have come again, in which Vlad smiles proudly.
"But… How?" Oberyn asks.
"Rhaegar knew what he had to be all along…" Vlad says, "I just gave him the means to which he could embrace his destiny." The little Dragon then stands defiant against the world, roaring loudly...
