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100% Crashlanding in Westeros: A tale of a moron and A.I / Chapter 1: Out of the frying pan...

Chapitre 1: Out of the frying pan...

Nathaneal POV~

Life had always been easy. No matter the event, whether a rebellion such as the Yushigashi or during peace times, such as the now. Life has always been that way for me, especially since I am the Havrin of Vallia. Looking across the bridge, I see the Uniforms of the EVS striding the room, the red uniforms blanketing the rather imposing black Vybrum Steel that coated the floating monolith of power we inhabited.

"Sir." I hear as I turn my head to the Hyperfeminine, and a very busty hologram of Evanline, my trusty A.I companion. "Speak freely Evanline." I say I had only just woken up not but ten minutes ago, the Coffee still in my hand. "I am picking up a few strange signals on the radar. Sixteen unknown vehicles are exiting Hyperlane!" She says, as Sixteen vehicles exit their own hyperlane and almost instantly begin to lay fire on the E.V.S Buchijan, rattling and shaking the massive vehicle as alarms begin to sound.

"Leumbian Overiym, I want all men to their battle stations! whoever does not report to their stations will be court-martialed!" I yell out to the red-skinned Verm, a lizard species we subjugated twenty Millenium ago, during Havilion's Conquest. "on it ssssuuur!" he said, as he began to list off commands to commanders of our Valiums.

Within half a minute the Galliminium Cannons begin to fire, the cannons somehow did nothing to the enemy ships, Sixteen blasts could destroy a medium-sized world, by the gods, what are their shields? They are almost, captivating...

"Mallavvai, I want a Status Report!" I call out, as the tanned tomboy looks over at me, her black hair covering her eyes. "Sir, our shields are depleting at a rapid pace! We have at best two to three minutes until they are down!" Shit. "Giorno, I want you to send a Message to Vallia, we haven't the time for reinforcements, I want you to inform my family of this strange enemy, Faviana, I want you to send us the Hylerlane, get us the hell out of here!" I said as both nodded, getting to their own post.

Within two and a half minutes we jump, but not before they get their last hit in, shattering out shields and punching a hole through the main thruster bay, the ship begins to shutter as a bright light engulfs my vision...

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Eddard Pov~

Eddard awoke in the midst of the Hour of the wolf, his wife Catelyn fast asleep. getting out of bed carefully, he walks to the window, just as a bright light engulfs the skyline, gasping, he covers his eyes, as he had been blinded from the light. as his vision returned, he looked up and saw the most terrifying thing he could've ever seen.

A metal rock in peculiar shapes came down from the sky, and crashed down in the Wolfwood. sighing to himself, he knew he would need to see to whatever this disturbance was, and if his eyes did not play tricks apon him, as it appeared a piece of the heavens crafted by the old gods themselves fell...

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Nathaneal Pov~

Getting up as my vision returned I didn't expect to see anything, really, but that all changed when I saw the deck of my ship. the vybern glass shielding was torn open, pieces littered the room. what's worse is that most, if not all of the screw was impaled on it. I choked away the bile that was climbing through my throat as Evanline materializes in the room. "Evaline... wher-where are we?" I Say, holding back the tears. "I do not know, sir." she says, looking at my drearily. Sighing, I look at was the window of the deck, as I saw what was only tree's for miles. " How many survivors...?" I said, getting up off my ass, still looking out the window. "None, sir. you are the sole survivor." She said as I gasped. I... was the only one to survive that?

"Evaline, please... can you activate the Repair bots, have them begin to dig the ship out of the ground, I want this ship flying in one to two days." I say, as she nods, before fazing out. This was going to be hell. It shouldn't be too bad, however, if I go out and collect resources, I could simply feed said resources inside of the storage hold, use the cafeteria's food printer and live out however long I can without being grabbed by whatever is closest to a Galxyn Eagle and flown off to the nest. good god, Galxyn Eagles still scare me... Seriously, something that can pick up a Vallian and not give a fuck is just weird...

Sighing, I start to head to the armory. I hadn't fired a rifle in well over a year, though I doubt my aim has declined since then. Arriving at the armory I quicky throw on V-67 MAG Armor, the standard of the EVS and grab a V-82 Rifle and Delta. Both guns are state of the art, the first guns to not need ammunition. They instead use the power needed to form bullets made of pure electricity. Good gods, I need a drink...


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Though it's not much, this is the first of many chapters. I've been sleeping and conversing with my cousin, so my Time has been consumed by those two things. still, tell me what you think, and how I can improve in your own eyes. Peace!

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