The king's envoy and the Starks set up their camp at the Inn at the Crossroads. A popular inn for travelling as it lay by the crossroads marking the joining of the Kingsroad and the High Road. Mychal and his group were already set up camp further down the lake. Mychal went to help his men set up camp and order his troops to patrol the area.
Mychal likes the fact his parents care little for him as he walks around the forest after setting up camp. His parents only keep him around to insult or belittle him and the company he keeps. Disgrace, deceitful, demon child, and every other name they can think of does nothing but strengthen Mychal hate for them. As Mychal stretches his hands he looks at his armoured gauntlets, seeing how he is wearing chain mail and some armour gauntlets and boots for protection while his mace is behind his back. Looking up at a tree he sees a familiar crow watching him, nodding at Edward's crow Strike Beak knowing he was near to alert him of any problems.
Looking around seeing no one here thought to train up, going up to a tree to grab the trucks he starts to do pull ups. Maintaining his strength and power was an effort to keep but doing so is important now that his human body is not as strong as his mighty metal one, but a good thing about a human body is that he has more senses than before. Feeling the stress of his body and the sweating coming from his chest was amazing to feel, the benefits to be human having more feelings to understand and see the results of his work. Knowing his body can improve was a good motivation to have and a great feeling to achieve.
He was about to continue when he heard a commotion nearby. Intrigued, he made his way towards the source of the noise and found his half-brother Joffrey showing off his non-exist skills to Sansa. Mychal rolls his eyes hearing about the lies his brother said and looking at Sansa in pity to believe them. Getting bored he was about to leave when both Mychal and Joffrey heard something watching Joffrey go with both Sansa and Mychal following him.
They come to the clearing overlooking the river, where Joffrey and Sansa came upon a boy and a girl playing knights. Their swords were wooden sticks; they were playfully rushing across the grass, swinging at each other. The boy was a year older, a head taller, and much stronger, and he was pressing the attack. The girl was dodging and managing to get her stick in the way of most of the boy's blows, but not all.
"I'll get you!" the boy exclaims.
When she tried to lunge at him, he caught her stick with his own, swept it aside, and slid his wood down hard on her fingers. She cried out and lost her weapon.
It turns out to be Arya Stark practicing her sword work with Mycah, the son of the party's butcher.
"Arya!" Sansa called out incredulously.
"Go away!" Arya shouted back at them. "What are you doing here? Leave us alone."
"Your sister?" Joffrey asks not fully aware as Sansa nodded, and then turning to Mycah
"And who are you?" he ask grinning slightly
"Mycah my lord" Mycah introduces in fear seeing the glee in Joffrey's eyes.
"He the butcher's boy" Sansa explains as Arya cut her off
"He my friend" Arya angrily tried to defend her friend
"A butcher boy named Mycah wants to be a knight" Joffrey said slowing going for his sword
"Pick up your sword 'Mycah', let's see how good you are" drawing his sword and aiming it at Mycah.
"She asked me to my lord, she asked me too" now terrified of the lord with a sword.
"I'm your prince, not your lord" Joffrey corrected the butcher's boy "Now pick up your sword" he demanded.
"It's not a sword my prince only a stick" trying to save himself as Joffrey step forward
"And you're not a knight, only a butcher's boy" Joffrey pointed the sword to his face.
"And you're not a warrior" a powerful voice said from behind causing them all to turn and see Mychal the prince in all his glory. Wearing his chain mail top and dark pants, two metal gauntlets and metal shoes, his pitch black hair and his red eyes glaring like the red god himself, in the centre of his chest was a purple symbol at looks like a triangle helmet of some kind, all together created a powerful presents that forces you to bow to him.
Arya and Mycah stare in awe at Mychal, Arya always sees how big and imitating Mychal was first seeing him at Winterfell with his group, the Decepticons, a company of Bastards and Scum that follow the disgrace prince. But Arya also knew how powerful they were, even including the warrior woman in the company. She wanted to talk to him but everyone caught up with her and she couldn't get a chance. Mycah was scared that he would die for sure now, as Sansa just blushed a little see the second prince. While he wasn't going to be king he was really handsome and musuler but Joffrey was livid seeing his older brother here.
"What are you doing here, bastard" Joffrey insulting his brother like his parents do, not knowing the irony of the insult just made Mychal chuckle.
"I'm only observing history as the 'great' prince Joffrey draws his sword for the first time" walking closer "only to waste it on some unarmed peasant" glaring at Joffrey who flinches but stands his ground pointing his sword at Mychal instead.
"Don't come any closer," Joffrey said with hidden fear pointing his sword at Mychal, smiling Mychal walks closer.
"Or what?" walking closer "we both know against me your like the butcher's boy" looking at Mycah "as soon as you swing that sword I will grab it and hold it at your throat" Mychal scaring not just Joffrey but Sansa as well with Arya watch with glee seeing the blond shit himself.
"You can't do that, he's next to be king" Sansa said in fear as Mychal turned to her, staring at her right in the eyes forcing her to look away in fear as Mychal turned to look at a frightened Joffrey who looked like he was about to piss himself.
The air was still as the half-brother stared at one another eyes, one in fear and the other in amusement as a minute passed everyone even the wolf could feel the tension. As Joffrey trembles, holding his sword as Mychal just stands straight, not even flinching. Joffrey lets out a yell not taking the pressure any more as he swing at Mychal causing Sansa to scream and Mycah to run away with Arya attempting to help in some way as Mychal leans back dodging the blade, getting in close Mychal grabs the blade from Joffrey wrists. Joffrey struggled to maintain his grip but Mychal proved too strong as he quickly ripped the blade off his hands, grabbing the blade handle and the blade itself he held the sword up to Joffrey's neck. Causing everyone to fall in silence at how fast Mychal was.
Joffrey just froze, feeling the blade at his throat cause him to whimper and cry. Looking up he sees the cold red eyes of this older brother, trying to maintain his draws he whimpers.
"Please brother, don't do this" Joffrey begs for mercy seeing as Mychal is holding the blade and looking at his eyes he knows Mychal is more than willing to end him.
Mychal just stares at him unflinching, looking into his pitiful eyes as he hears silence from both the Stark sisters. As he holds the blade he leans in close only for Joffrey to hear.
"It would be so easy just to end you right now" Mychal stated holding the blade closer to his neck causing to cry. "Now go back to hiding behind mothers skirt now, your too pitiful to kill" lowing the blade making Joffrey cry in relief as he feels his neck, thankful no blood as he starts to run away with Sansa behind him trying to give sweet words to him.
Mychal chuckles at Joffrey as Arya stares at Mychal in awe at what he did.
"How did you move so fast?" Arya asks, still in shock at how fast he was with Mychal chuckling at her.
"If you train in heavy armour you will find yourself faster without it" Mychal explains feeling the lack of armour makes him faster as he turns and leaves heading back to camp. Arya looks around and sees Mycah ran off and the others left she turns to Nymeria who looks at her before turning to see Mychal was going to follow him, with Nymeria right behind her.
They walked for a bit as Arya kept staring at Mychal not knowing what to say as Mychal just stared forward, not sparing her a glance, which Arya felt insecure and confused about. Not sure what to say as Mychal decides to take pity on her.
"You may ask your question" Mychal said, feeling the girl was scared to talk and tried to start a chart, or at least attempt to. As Arya let a breath out in relief she tried to say her piece.
"Soorry about that my prince" Arya said not uses on how to address him as Mychal just nodded "but what you did back there was amazing" she had to say that after witness his speed with Mychal just smiling.
"Your flatter is unneeded but appreciated" Mychal said as Arya gained some confidence to talk to him.
"Why do you call your company 'De-cepticons'" Arya ask thinking about everyone asking the meaning of the word since not as ever heard of it, until now. Mychal just chuckle that the simple question as few would ask as many prefer to slight.
"You have heard of me, correct?" Mychal asks to see if she is aware of the basic rumours about him as she nods.
"They say you're the king's downfall for him taking the throne, that you are a secret Targaryen bastard that was sent to kill all who opposed the dragons, that you founded a company for the scum and evil to destroy everything the King has built." Arya said the rumours that were spread about the Decpticons and Mychal himself. He just laughs at his surprising Arya.
"hahahahaha the dear King Robert hasn't built anything to even destroy hahahaha" laughing at the idea of his father building something worth the effort "but that's what they always call me, bastard, scum, mongrel, creep, whore, monster, demon spawn, despicable, Deceptive, Con artist" he said which surprised Arya the amount to insults he takes.
"But a Targaryen bastard he calls me," chuckles "forgetting he is more Targaryen then I am" looking at a shocked Arya, many forget Robert in related to the very family he hates "Robert Baratheon's Grandmother is Targaryen" he clarifies to the girl who gasp in shock. It is not a common aspect the people are aware of and forget as Robert himself tends to forget.
"But I'm not the only one that gets scorn on just for been born" closing his eyes "Many people suffer worse than me and you young Stark, many with no family, food, water or roofs over their heads" thinking about the people in the seven kingdoms "the king and the lords do nothing as but wine and dine as many suffer worse than death."
"But I want to change that, that's why I started my company." Opening his eyes to look at awes Arya and dire wolf "Each tournament I enter I earn money, and with that money I started investing in the people." Standing in pride "housing, food, and more. This was only the start as I gathered other like-minded people, giving them training and an education, making them better then what everyone tells them."
"Then one tournament happens when a few knights tried to surround me by all sides" Arya paying attention to the story as his voice demanded you listen "pointing their swords and spears at me knowing they have a chance for the gold my father offers for my head" getting another shocked look from Arya "but other knights surround them as they were about to kill me, my men came from behind and slash their throats." Getting an excited Arya, "together with my men we slaughter everyone that stood in our way, when the the fat king tried to get my man to kill me they all surrender making me the winner" smiling at the memory, "The king scream and shouted, call me a Despicable Deceptive Con artist and my men shouldn't be following him, he tried bribing them with many things but they stood tall. Standing up to the king with me they claimed me their leader."
Nearing the camp Mychal turned to an eager Arya who loved the story "And I thanked the king for once in my life, for giving me the perfect name for my company, we are the Decepticons, no matter what happens to you or who you are, in the end you are a Decepticon forever." Mychal announced proudly as all the men and women shouted as well.
"Decepticons forever"
As everyone roared Arya was star strake by the story and the people, seeing many people join together is an amazing thing to watch. Looking at everyone she saw many didn't types of people here, people from the north, east and south all here together.
As Mychal leads Arya to his tent where some of his most loyal men are preparing food for everyone, as they sit down Arya gets to meet Edward Snow.
"Arya this is Edward Snow, my second in command" Mychal introducing Edward bowed his head which confuses Arya.
"Why aren't you talking?" she asked confused which Mychal explains
"Unfortunately Edward is unable to speak, to communicate we created a language using hand movement" Mychal explains as Edward started doing hand signs that Arya can't understand before pointing at her wolf Mychal translated.
"He asked the name of your wolf" Mychal translated, looking at the larger than normal wolf as Arya gained an understanding look before petting her friend.
"This is Nymeria, my father and brother found her and the other direwolf pups near their dead mother" Arya explains as Edward walks closer
"After the warrior queen Nymeria of Dorne?" Mychal asks, remembering his history as Arya nodded.
"Is she a heroine of yours?" Mychal asks Arya as Edward lowers Nymeria's eyes.
"She united all of Dorne with her army of women, leading battles' ' Arya says as Edwards starts to pat the wolf who seems to be enjoying it much to the suspense of Arya.
"He is very good with animals, as you can see" Mychal looking at his side to see a shadow cat coming by scaring Arya and forcing Nymeria to growl. Hearing a challenge Ravager started to hiss in response.
Both animals look ready to kill each other with it wasn't for Edward getting between them, stopping their growls and calming both of them down. Arya looks amazed while Mychal doesn't care seeing it happen multiple times with Edward calming down animals with his Warg abilities.
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As nightfall was about to come, we see Arya with the Decepticons having food, Arya was talking with some of the woman warriors in the Decepticons.
"It was hard getting the training you know" Sarsha said to an eager looking Arya as she watched Sarsha eating with chain mail on.
"I was the daughter of a whore you see" Sarsha explained to Arya "So my only choices were either whoring myself or working in some lord kitchen, while also whoring myself"
"But I didn't want to whore myself out to anyone, so one day some city watch were getting all violent with some whores about money" holding a knife "while the guards were about to kill them I was able to get them from behind" putting a stabbing motive with her arm "stabbing one guard in the neck and throwing another in their eye, killing them both" she smiles in memory before frowning
"While I was proud of killing those scumbags the other watches were not too keen on me killing some of their men." Causing Arya to frown "no matter where you go there's always some cunt wanting to slit your throat" she continued "my punishment was to satisfy all men of the city watch for free or they burn the whore house I grew up in."
"Now I wanted to go down fighting just as the men surround me, getting all handy and tearing my clothes a strong powerful voice stop them all" she smiled "And their I saw was the mighty Prince Mychal of the Decepticons, he ask what was going on now the head watchmen in charge tried to say speak a tale of half-truth which would have work for most people but not our leader" She continues "he sow though their words and was not disarmed by their ways so he killed the head watchmen and force the others to run away" she laughs at that day
"Hahaha You should have seen their face when they shit themselves" Arya laughs with her as she continues "He said he saw potential in me and asked if I could join the Decepticons and I know I found my choice in life" pointing at the purple symbol on her shoulder with pride.
"That amazing" Arya loved the story and many others like her have similar stories.
"Although the study work was impossible to do" Another girl Maria said looking at the book she was reading.
"That's because you were fucking that gardener at King's landings" Another girl Lilly said causing everyone to laugh and Maria gets anger
"As if I the only one looking for a quick fuck" She said looking at Sarash who laughs with everyone else
"I grow up in a whore house, even I have needs you know" she winks at Maria as everyone chuckles at her
"Can I join the Decepticons?" An excited Arya asks everyone as they turn to look at her as Sarsha ash stands up and gives her a look over.
"Well you look fit and would need to get more meat in you but after once to past the institute you can join my group" She said after examining Arya
"Institute?" Arya not know the words meaning as Sarsha tries to explain
"The Decepticon Institute in Kingslanding, basic a lesser version of the citadel in Old town" she explains "While they train maester the Institute trains everyone to basic knowledge like reading and maths, even teaches special roles like healers." Waving her hand at everyone
"Nearly everyone here had to learn at the Institute before joining the Decepticons, Mychal himself said he would not have incompetent warriors in his company, the institute is been lead my Garth Flowers, the youngest maester to ever get all his chains and Mychal most loyal follower beside Edward I mean." Sarash said compare the two.
"Would I have to learn knitting and dancing?" Arya remarked thinking about all the lessons she had with the septa as Sarash shook her head.
"No you may learn just maths and writing, and history too" She said, remembering all she had to learn before joining the Decepticons.
"Some even join the Citadel after studying at the Institute" Maria said thinking about how she wanted to be a maester but sense she doesn't have a dick she can't enter sadly, the institute doesn't care about gender only learning.
They wear about to continue when a communion is heard standing up they see some of the king guard coming in with some horses being led by the King slayer, as they pull up to camp everyone gets their weapons ready as Mychal was standing tall with Edward and his company by his side.
"So Jamie, what does the foolish King want now?" Mychal questions the King slayer who smiles slyly at the insult to the king, Jamie comes to enjoy his nephew actually. Being one of the few people to challenge him and beat him was a humbling experience to him, sadly he can't do much for him thanks to his sister and the king. The other guards were not so forgiving.
"Watch what you say bastard scum" the guard called as Mychal red eyes turned piercing his very soul.
"I wasn't talking to you, nobody" Mychal said looking into his uncle's eyes as he just chuckles
"Unfortunate dear nephew, you mother has ordered me to escort you and Arya Stark to the king" Jamie said to his nephew as Mychal just rolled his eyes at the queen's attempt at gaining power.
"It seems that Joffery has complained to the queen, '' Mychal said, looking at Arya who looks scared but looks around and sees all the Decepticon ready to fight.
"Now there's no need to be a violent nephew" Jamie said, notice the Decepticion still holding their weapons Mychal just chuckles.
"There is always the need for violence, but not today" Mychal ordered as the Decepticons held their weapons and walked to Mychal's side.
"Sadly your escort in unneeded, Ser Jamie for me and my men will take Arya to the King ourselves," heading to the back to get his stuff, "you welcome to come with us," he said at few Decepticon got ready with all their weapons and armour as Arya was been led by Sasha to were Mychal was.
As they headed to the King Arya was next to Mychal with a company of Decepticons around them as Jamie and the guard were far behind.
"Why would the queen want me?" Arya as confused looking at Mychal who rolls his eyes
"It Joffrey complaining to the queen who intern complained to the king and he probably looking for any reason to punish me and you too if the queen has her way" Mychal signed having dealt with Joffrey complaining about something and Robert punishing Mychal for it.
"But that's not fair" Arya said looking at Mychal getting punish for protecting her
"Your right but no matter what I'm doing to take my punishment" Mychal glaring straight ahead at the inn everyone staying at.
"But why?" Arya asks Mychal why to accept the unfair punishment.
"To prove a point" Mychal stated walking through the doors to wear his so-called family. Seeing the glaring face to his parents and his smug shit brother only narrowed his eyes.