Mudgate of Kingslanding
Arya walks beside Yorren and Lamar heading to the Nightwatch at the mudgates.
"Your name is Arran the orphan boy, no one cares for orphans except Decepticons, you passed their test and want to join the nightwatch, what's your name?" Yorren asked Arya, getting a message in.
"Arran" Arya states, both Yorren and Lamar nod.
"Those supplies should help in the long run" Lamar said, getting a nod from Torren.
"You Decepticons made great contributions to the Watch, weapons and tools are always good to have" Yorren said, the Decepticons give the Night Watch weapons, tools and shields to defend the wall, sometimes men if they want to join the Night Watch.
"Now we have a long way to go and bad company, twenty five this time men and boys all bound for the wall, your father gave me quick access to the dungeon and I find no little lordlings down there" Yorren speaks, they head for the edge of the city.
"Few older Decepticons this time, always useful, but the rest, half will turn you over to the king for a pardon, the other half would do the same except rape you first" Yorren warns Arya, making her nod.
"Just keep to yourself and piss far away in the woods" Lamar speaks, getting a nod.
The three go through the courtyard passing a wagon cage filled with criminals.
"Stay in one place or I'll lock you up with this lot" Yorren warns, Arya looks over at the ugly men looking at her.
"Don't worry, just keep to yourself, we'll be leaving soon, I'll help Yorren leave quicker" Lamar said, leaving Arya alone as he helps Yorren get everything ready to do.
Arya walks back away from a few watchmen looking them over, accidently bumping into someone.
The Fat boy shoves her away from him.
"Watch yourself midget" the fat boy said, looking at Arya, with another looking at her.
Actually focus on her Purple Decepticons symbol.
"This one's a deceptcreep" The blond one said, making Arya hid her symbol.
"How do you know it's not fake, I've seen hundred fake ones" The Fat boy's said, many try to copy the Decepticons symbol, but Decepticons can tell the difference.
"Cause it is naturally purple, those chaps can't make purple pieces' ' The blonde states, purple is a hard colour of dye even merchants can't get, especially in Flea Bottom.
"What's a high and mighty con-artist doing here?" The Fat boy asked.
"A squire maybe? look at the sword" the blonde figures, Arya gets pushed again by the fat boy.
"This ain't no squire, looks like a girl, bet he stealing from the Watch" the fat boy accused,
"Let's see then" the blonde said, reaching for Arya's sword, but Arya slaps it away, the Fat boy pushes Arya but she steps back.
"Oh look at the fancy con-artist, went to school and learned to dance, give me that sword midget" Fat-boy said, ready to grab the sword.
"You best give hot-pie that sword school boy, bet you never used it in that fancy school of yours, I've seen him kick a boy to death" The Blonde said.
"I knocked him down and kept kicking his nuts until he's dead, giving me that sword" Hot-pie demands, but Arya points that sword at him.
"You want it, take it" Arya threatens, points the sword at his throat, scaring him.
"The institute taught me how to kill, fatboy, you don't get your mark unless you kill someone, I bet you never killed anyone, I bet you're a liar, but I'm not, I'm good at killing, Decepticons like killing stupid little fat boys" Arya threats Hot-pie, walking back until he hit another bigger boy.
"Oh you like picking on the little ones do you, I've been hammering anvil for ten years, when I hit the steel it sings, do you sing when I hit you" The tall boy scares Hot-pie, making both Hot-pie and his friend run away.
The blacksmith looks at Arya's sword.
"This is castle forge steel, not made by a Decepticon, you steal it?" the blacksmith aske, aware how the Decepticons forge their weapons, knowing Arya's blade wasn't made by a Decepticon.
"It's a gift" Arya said, but the blacksmith shakes his head.
"Doesn't matter now, they don't care what you done where we're going, rapist, pickpockets, highwaymen, murders, con-artist" The Blacksmith said,
"Then what are you?" Arya asked him.
"Was an armour apprentice, but my master got sick of me, so here I am, Gendry by the way" Gendry introduced himself.
"Arran" Arya gives her fake name.
"COME ON YOU SORRY SONS OF WHORES, A THOUSANDS LEAGUES FROM HERE TO THE WALL AND WINTER IS COMING" Yorren shouted, the wagon begin to more, Gendry pack up his things as Arya shifts her sword.
Arya follows behind the carriage, looking back at the gate of King's Landing, holding on to her Decepticons symbol, walking forward.
Hearing a distant wolf howl made her smile at her direwolf out there.
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Stark Army Camp, night time.
Rob Stark sits down in the tables between the lords and men of the north, all giving him their sorrow and apologies for his father's death.
Rob and his mother grieve outside the forest away from the camp as both cry at the death of Ned Stark, Rob swearing death against all the Lannister while his mother wants to get her daughters back from King's landing.
"The proper course is clear, pledge fealty to King Renly and move south to join our forces with his" One of Rob's lords states, right there the north are discussing what to do now that Ned's dead.
All the north are now going down south for vengeance but what to do without a king, cause they sure as hell are not pledging to Joffrey.
"Renly isn't the King" Robb points out, getting his attention.
"You don't mean to hold to Joffrey, my lord, he put your father to death," The Lord asked him.
"That doesn't make Renly king, he is Robert's youngest brother, if Bran can't be lord of Winterfell before me then Renly can't be king before Stannis" Robb explains the line of succession, it's not lawful to declare for Renly over his older brother.
"Do you mean to declare for Stannis?" The lord asked,
"If we follow the line, then we should declare for Mychal Baratheon" Another Lord pointed out, Mychal is the next heir by the laws of men.
"He's now last in line on the word of Robert '' Another said, they got the message when Renly sends out ravens about Robert's death and his rule to make his first born son the last for the throne.
"We shouldn't follow a Decepticon anyway" One said.
"Renly isn't right either" the lords of the north began to argue for who to follow and who to pledge too.
Lord Greatjon Umber stands up.
"My lord, here is what I say to these southern kings," GreatJon said, spitting on the ground, getting a few cheers.
"The Baratheon's mean nothing to me, why should they rule me and mine from some flowery seat in the south" Greatjon asked them, everyone looking at him with approval.
"What do they know of the Wall or the Wolf's wood, and their gods are wrong" Greatjon said to them, getting laughter from all the northerners.
"Why shouldn't we rule ourselves again? It was the dragons we bow to and now the dragons are dead" Greatjon draws steel, pointing at Robb Stark.
"There sits the only king I mean to blend my knee too, the King of the North" GreatJon Umber kneels to Robb Stark.
"I'll have peace of those terms, they can keep their red castle, and their iron chair, the King of the North" Another Lord kneels to Robb, Theon stands up.
"Am I your brother now and always?" Theon asked Robb.
"Now and always" Rob nods to him, Theon draws his sword, kneeling to him.
"My sword is yours, in victory and defeat from this day till my last day" Theon kneels to him.
"THE KING OF THE NORTH" GreatJon Shouted, everyone else followed suit.
THE KING OF THE NORTH
THE KING OF THE NORTH
THE KING OF THE NORTH
Everyone shouted and kneeled to Robb Stark, returning to the Stark Kings of the north.
Few northerners following the way of the Decepticon frowns watching, seeing what the north is planning and what they need to report back.
"We need to tell them" Decepticon said, nodding at the turn to see Catelyn make her way to Jamie Lannister.
Catelyn stands over a tied down Jamie Lannister.
"Leave us" Catelyn said to the guard, staring at Jamie.
"You look lovely tonight Lady Stark, widowhood suits you" Jamie said, getting on Catelyn's dead husband Ned, she reached for a rock.
"Your bed must be lonely, is that why you came, not at my best but I can be of service" Jamie offers, Catelyn hits him with a rock, Jamie spitting blood.
"I like a violet woman," Jamie said, not letting it stop him.
"I will kill you tonight sir, pack your head in a box and send it to your sister" Catelyn threatens him.
"Keep hitting me again and again, you're stronger than you look" Jamie spoke in defiance.
"You don't fear death, you have the world believe that" Catelyn asked, Jamie shakes his head.
"I don't, the dark is coming for us all so why bother" Jamie said,
"Because you're going to the deepest hell if the gods are just" Catelyn damned him.
"Which gods? The trees your husband prays too? Where were the trees when his head was chopped off? If the gods are real and are just why is the world full of injustice" Jamie said, to her.
"Because of men like you" Catelyn snarls at him.
"There are no men like me, only me" Jamie denies it, he only Jamie Lannister, no one can take that away, Catelyn looks at him.
"My son Bran, how did he fall from that tower?" Catelyn asked him.
"I pushed him out the window" Jamie speaks honestly.
"Why?" Catelyn asked.
"I thought the fall would kill him," Jamie said.
"Why?" Catelyn asked again, Jamie is silent, not answering the question.
"Best get some sleep, it's going to be a long war" Jamie advises her, making Catelyn signs, dropping the rock and walking away, taking Jamie advice.
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Tywin's Camp
"They have my son…" Tywin stated, the various lords and officers were seated around the table. None of them were in any good mood.
"The boy is less green than we thought." Tyrion remarked. He was in the same mood as everyone else, Robb Stark had sent a small army against the Lannister army while he took the rest to free Riverrun from Jamie Lannister.
"Heard his wolf killed a dozen men and horses" One lord recounts the rumor.
"Is it true about Stannis and Renly?" Another lord asked.
"Both Baratheon brothers are taking up against us." Kevan began to answer.
"Jamie captured, his army scattered," Kevan summed up the situation before glancing at the back of his brother, Tywin.
"Perhaps…we should consider suing for peace." Kevan spoke to Tywin.
SHHHTH
Everyone turned towards Tyrion after he had knocked his glass off the table.
"There's your peace uncle, Joffrey saw to that when he removed Lord Stark's head, he winning if you haven't notice" Tyrion began to explain to the lords
"We still have his sisters" Kevan said, everyone else adds their input.
"First order of business is ransoming Ser Jaime."
"We need are Marauders, there forces can turn the tide and save Ser Jaime"
"No truces. We can't afford to look weak at this time."
"The Decepticons should stop the whole thing"
"We need to return to Casterly Rock and raise more men in the Westerlands."
"THEY HAVE MY SON!" Tywin shouted to silence everyone.
"All of you, get out ." Tywin ordered. As all the lords left, Tywin directed his gaze on Tyrion.
"Not you." Tyrion paused and waited until everyone else left the tent. He then sat down next to his father and reached out for some wine but grimaced when Tywin grasped the pitcher himself. Tyrion was then taken aback as Tywin suddenly poured him some wine before also pouring himself a glass.
Tywin took a long drink before turning back to Tyrion.
"You were right about Eddard Stark had he survived, we could have brokered a peace between Winterfell and Riverrun, which would give us more time to deal with Robert's brothers but now madness and stupidity" Tywin said, taking another drink.
"I always thought you were a stunted fool. Perhaps I was wrong." Tywin stared at his glass for a moment before remarking,
"Half wrong." Tyrion replied. "I'm not a strategist but unless we want to be surrounded by three armies, we can't stay here."
"No one's staying here." Tywin stated before explaining his plans.
" Ser Gregor will head out with five hundred men and set Riverrun aflame. That will keep the north occupied while we regroup at Harrenhall, and you will go to King's Landing." Tywin said, taking a sip.
"…and do what?" Tyrion asked in confusion.
"Rule." Tywin simply answered. "You will serve as Hand of the King in my stead. You will bring that boy king to heel, and his mother too if need be. And if he gets so much as a whiff of treason from the rest Baelish, Varys, Pycelle" Tywin said where Tyrion finishes.
"Heads, spikes, wall" Tyrion said the standard punishment.
"Why not let the Decepticons rule it, they are doing fine without any help" Tyrion asked his father.
"My Grandson has a tight hold over King's landing, with Robert gone he will start to spread his influence to the King's court, you will limit it until I return" Tywin states, knowing his grandson is now going to try his hand at controlling Joffrey.
"I don't think you notice but Joffrey and Mychal hate one another, why would Joffrey listen to Mychal now that he is king?" Tyrion asked, not seeing how Mychal could get a hand on Joffrey's side.
"Because he is the only one with a relationship with Joffrey before he was king, Joffrey won't listen to his mother or anyone else" Tywin explains, knowing Joffrey never listens to anyone when he was a prince.
"Since Robert's last actions, Joffrey will want more protection, seeing only Mychal protects him against the king before, Joffrey will seek out those that never betrayed or lied to him" Tywin explains, he was unsure how Robert came back to life, but during the confusion on succession, only Mychal stood against the former King.
Making him someone Joffrey can use against others.
"Mychal will take advantage of Joffrey's attention" Tywin explains to him.
"Sounds like something a Lannister would do, aren't you proud of your grandson, I sure am" Tyrion smiles at his nephew, making Tywin frown at that comparison.
"Why not uncle Keven? Why not anyone! Why me?" Tyrion asked. He was surprised by his father's decision to make him Hand.
"You're my son." Was all that Tywin answered with. He then stood and began to head for the exit. He paused before turning back towards Tyrion.
"And one more thing, you will not bring that whore with you to court, understand?"
Tywin didn't wait for an answer as he walked out of the tent, leaving Tyrion to contemplate the new situation.
LINE
Decepticons Institute
Garth Flowers read the letters Edward Snow wrote down, all three leaders are in a private meeting room.
"King of the north? Is this accurate?" Garth asked, Edward nodded, heading the letter to Mychal.
"Jamie is captured and the North declares independent" Mychal reads between the lines, seeing another player in this war.
"Stannis in Dragonstone, Renly in the Reach, now Robb in the North, all declaring kings now" Garth said, looking over the other messages from all the Decepticons around the Seven Kingdoms.
"Stannis and Renly I expected, but Stark I didn't expect to be so ambitious" Mychal speaks, seeing his uncles both wish to be king after seeing his siblings are bastards and he signs a decree to make him last in line for the throne.
"He would have supported Stannis, if not for the northern lord's own ambitions" Edwards points out, seeing his spies tell him the northern lord wishes to be independent now that the line of succession is out of order and against the Joffrey for killing Ned Stark.
"Of course, but given the North's state and Winter coming now, Garth can the North survive by themselves without the south's support?" Mychal asked, curious if the North succeeded, if they could survive without the South.
"The North has survive even before the Targaryen's conquered them, they can survive the winter better than most, keeping food and other supple ready for such a time, however the cost of War would be an issue, if Robb Stark seek revenge against his father, many men will die and preparing for the Winter will be harder, especially if Robb took every able body man to the field, few grow men to harvest the crops, gold could work if they don't spend everyone on this war. Many will die either from this war or the Winter itself" Garth analyses the North declaring Independence, if they hold the north at the neck, it would be a lot harder to invade them.
But war in the south costs gold and lives, as does Winter, both could lead to many deaths in the north, if there are any left to maintain the independence.
"Insure the Decepticons maintain contract in the North" Mychal states, getting looks from the others.
"Why? the north is no longer a part of the Throne" Edward reminds him why maintain with it.
"Because they are still Decepticons in the north, no matter which King they serve they are still Decepticons , even if the North returns to the Starks, our goal remains the same" Mychal said, Kingdoms come and go, but Mychal will insure the Decepticons will live forever.
"Renly is in the Reach, gathering the Tyrell as his main bankers with his marriage to Margaery Tyrell, while Stannis has the royal fleet, already has the supplies ready for it" Edward explains the forces of the Baratheon.
"Tyrell sees this is the time to strike for the Throne '' Garth spoke with disdain of Tyrell, he has a history with the Reach, and it is not a good one.
"Your family messaging you?" Mychal asked, looking at Greyjoy reports.
"As always, Hightowers want my help to get back the influence to the crown, calling on my love for family and making me the heir of it" Garth rolls his eye at his 'family house' asking for his support, Hightowers only send him to the Citadel due to tradition to send every member of Hightower to learn at the Citadel.
They never expect the bastard to be the most intelligent Maester in all kingdoms history, youngest to get all chains and inventor of many things, next in line for Grand Maester, but Garth already paid that debt now to focus on the Decepticons only.
"What of Stormlands, have they decided who to follow yet?" Mychal asked Edward, gives Mychal a list.
"Few lords made there choose of Baratheon, most favour Renly, but the StormCloaks remain neutrally, many other lords follow their example" Edward explains, while some Storm Lords join Renly, the rest told the example of the Decepticon Stormcloaks and wait until they have a clear answer with the Baratheon brothers.
"Inform Ulfric Stormcloak to remain neutral, defend the Stormlands and get my uncles to have a meeting, which should get rid of one of them" Mychal said, writing another message, seeing his two uncles will not work together.
Mychal reads another note, this one from Dorne, readying the note as he nods to it.
"Who's that from?" Garth asked him.
"From DarkStar, he and my sister offer their support and inform me the Darksabers are securing Dorne" Mychal said, remembering his training with Darkstar, showing DarkStar can be more than just the next Sword of the Morning.
"Dorne is one of the hardest to get into, more so than the North" Edward mentions, struggling to get his spies in Dorne then the North.
"The Decepticons have left the Riverlands, only few hide in the castles willing to house them" Edward signs to them, making Mychal nod.
"But more refugees will come to King's Landing, this will be a problem" Mychal said, knowing many will leave their lands when the war happens, people running with the clothes on their back to a safer place.
"We need to start making tents or other places to sleep around King's landing, look into more farmers growing more food. Use our contracts to Essos to order more long lasting food" Mychal orders, seeing more and more refugees will flood King's landing.
"Those in Esso will be happy to supply us" Edward signs with his hands, seeing Esso will make a lot of gold from the war.
"Speaking of Esso, Lord Mychal, what should be done about a certain Targaryen" Garth asked him, making Mychal think for a bit about that topic.
The Exiled Targaryens, well now one after they heard of Daenerys walking around alone on the streets without her brother Viserys, assuming his death at this point.
Mychal has heard about his father's failed assassination, Jorah saving her. Now her Khal husband Drogo aims to sail to the Seven Kingdoms.
"Nothing for now" Mychal states, looking at them.
'Right now the Khal need gold to purchase ships and sailors to sail to Westeros, have any spy in each city report Daenerys making any orders to purchase any ships, that would let us know when she will come" Mychal said, looking at the reports.
"The dothraki and Targaryen would cause issues in the Free cities, many would take advantage of her" Garth points out, Targaryen blood still has political power, now that there is only one girl left.
"Perhaps we should help her find these rogues elements" Edward points out, seeing they could make an something with the Targaryen girl, making Mychal nod.
"Yes, and those powers will be removed once the dothraki get their hands on them, leaving a vacuum in power" Mychal grins, the other two nod.
"Only for the Decepticons to fill that vacuum, I send the ravens right away" Garth states, started to write down the notes and secret message to the Decepticons in the free cities of Essos, to offer support to the Targaryen girl should she show up and to take advantage of any action she has cause once she leaves.
Her goal is Westeros, so she won't stay in the Free Cities for long.
"Your uncle is returning to King's landing, taking Tywin's place as Hand" Edward points out, making Mychal have a fond smile.
"It will be good to see Uncle Tyrion, acting hand of the King, Cersei won't like that" Mychal smiles at this,
"Tywin orders him to limit your actions in the council" Edward mentions the other orders for Tywin.
"I doubt Tyrion would listen to him, of everyone in the council I'm the only one less likely to kill him" Mychal mentions, Garth's nods in agreement.
"True, many wish to be a master in the council, the Decepticons already have 2 seats, you as master of Law and Marron Greyjoy as Master of ships" Garth states, Edward points at him.
"And you the next Grand Maester" Edward reminds him, Garth nods too.
"That as well, we will need more soon" Garth mentions, which Mychal agrees.
"Yes, soon others will lose their positron, once Joffrey sees their treason" Mychal smiles at them.
"Baelish and Varys will be more hidden than before thanks to Robert's resurrection" Garth points out, both players now are trying to kiss up to the Lannister now more than ever, see Robert calling everyone traitors in his last breath.
Something Cersei will hold against them if she finds out these accusations were true.
"All the better" Mychal smiles, standing up from the table.
"Garth initiates the Icon program, Edward keeps the Decepticons in order, this war is about to begin" Mychal orders them, getting nods from the two as Mychal leaves.
Edward looks over as a crow and bat fly over to his shoulder and back, nodding to Garth he leaves the room as well, Garth packs up all the papers, ready to start the program.
Garth leaves the institute, taking notes and other items as he sends to meet a few people.
"Maester Flowers" One called out Garth, making him turn to see one of his acolytes.
Alleras Sand, another young maester who earned three links of her maester chain.
"Alleras, was just looking for you" Garth said, Alleras prove to be a remarkable student, learning all from Garth as he prepares Alleras for his test maester link.
"What would the youngest bastard Maester want with little me?" Alleras asked, making Garth shake his head, Alleras always teased about the greatest Maester being a bastard.
"Nothing much, was going to get a list of classrooms we need to convert to other rooms" Garth points out.
"Does this have to do with the coming war?" Alleras asked, getting a nod from Garth.
"Many refugees will be coming here, the Institute will provide a temporary place for now" Garth explains getting a nod from Alleras.
"So less classes soon?" Alleras asked, if refugees are living here then it will be difficult to get classes.
"Most likely, Mychal is going to help those in need" Garth states, reading over the map of the Institute.
"A bit much for the disgrace prince, figure he did something more than house the unfortunate" Alleras asked, thinking the Decepticons would be doing more.
"Decepticons have a larger role in the future" Garth said, getting a look from Alleras.
"Can't I learn, I'm nearly a Decepticon you know" Alleras said, holding his maester chains but no Decepticon symbol.
"You learn everyone soon Alleras" Garth said to him.
"Can't I get a little hint?" Alleras asked, wanting to know.
"Yes I'm sure your father would love to know our plans" Garth states, making Alleras stop a little.
"What do you mean?" Alleras said, looking nervous at him, Garth motioned from him to follow him, leading him to an empty classroom.
"I know you're spying for the Dornish" Garth said, taking a seat.
"How did you..?" Alleras asked, but Garth pulled out his maester chain with all the links.
"Right smartest men in the room" Alleras realised how smart Garth is.
"You prove to be very intelligent yourself, for a female" Garth points out, making Alleras chuckle.
"Of course you find that out, how did you?" Alleras asked him.
"You're the last to relieve yourself, you always cover up your chest with baggy clothes, and you always isolate yourself when sleeping" Garth mentions, as Alleras smiles.
"Ok smart guy, who am I really then?" Alleras asked, as Garth thinks.
"Your Dornish, like you said with your mother being from the Summer isles, you prefer wine from the Summer Isles instead of Westeros. You also display remarkable skill with his goldenheart longbow, also from the Summer Isles, while females of Dorn are known for their beauty, few are known for their weapons" Garth gives each clue.
"Combining these clues together would make you not just any Sand, but a Sand Snake, one of Oberyn Martell's Daughters" Garth figures her out, making not Alleras clap.
"Bravo, bravo Garth, you figure me out" Alleras smiles at Garth, amazed by his analysing skills.
"So is this the part where I'm interrogated by you in your dungeon" Alleras asked, while her eyes are mischievous but Garth can see fear in her eyes.
"No," Garth said, standing up, with Alleras looking confused.
"But you found out I was spying on you?" Alleras said, confused at what Garth is doing.
"You and everyone else always spy on the Decepticons, you think we don't know it" Garth said, getting a wide eye look from Alleras.
"Why tell me this?" Alleras asked, unsure what's going on.
"Because you are going to become a Decepticon soon, one of my acolytes" Garth said, looking at her.
"I trust you enough to tell you," Garth said, making Alleras shocked at him.
"It matters not if you're a bastard, a Sand snake or a spy, you will become a Decepticon, and it would be a shame to lose someone like you" Garth tells her, looking away from her.
She looks down at him, afraid to look at his face.
"Sarella Sand" Sarella introduced herself, her real name.
"Garth Flowers" Garth does the same, seeing Sarella want to give her true name.
"You know I'm going to tell my father about this, right" Sarella said, making Garth nod.
"I know you will, tell him you will soon become a Decepticon" Garth states, making Sarella smile.
"I'm ready to make my oath" Sarella said, willing to do anything to become a Decepticon now.
Garth smiles at her, getting another ally for the Decepticon cause, Mychal would be proud.