Chapter 5
Charging the riverlanders, I bowled over a whent Knight, knocking the man on his ass before I slamed the shaft of my blunted axe into his helmet, knocking the man out leaving a visible dent in his helmet.
"Take them all out, boys!" I shouted to my men as we continued to focus the riverlanders.
With their numbers dropping, only one knight was left standing, and by the black fish on his armor, it was the blackfish, Bryden Tully.
"The black fish is mine. Move on to the flower bastards!" I shouted to my men as I circled the Tully.
"Brynden Tully, the famed blackfish. Are you ready to get your ass handed to you by a boy?" I ask the Tully, shouting over the many other fighters.
"You are very brave for a lad that should still be hiding behind his mother's skirt." remarked Bryden
Recognizing the bait, I make it seem like he fooled me by making a loud false attack with axe, but I kept my other hand near a blunted blade on my hip. With my axe raised I hear him mutter about how green I am as he drives his sword toward my chest and all I can do is smile as I side step it into his guard and using the pommel of my sword I quickly draw it upward slamming the metal into his chin knocking the man's head upward as he lands on his ass.
"Never underestimate me, old man. If this was a battlefield, I would've taken your head clean off" I state to my downed opponent and before he could recover I bring my axe down and hit him with the blunt side in the head knocking the last riverlander out.
Looking around the dirt area, I see many of the hedge knights were already defeated, with many fighters limping away or being carried away by their squire boys. Seeing my men making good work of the reach knights, I moved to help by constantly hooking their limbs with my axe, forcing opening for my men to take advantage of. Finding another young knight among their number was who I could only guess was Garlan Tyrell fighting off two of my ironborn with his sword and shield. Sneaking behind the young man I wait for him to raise his sword arm high enough to be exploited and once it was I swung my axe while activating my ability a second before hitting giving me enough strength to shatter the man's arm. Once time resumed, he dropped his sword with a scream of pain only to be silenced when one of my men shield bashed him in the face, knocking him out. As my men rally near me with only twenty men left of the forty I brought with me, but as we gathered, a shout from our left distracted us.
"You Ironborn have no honor, and the knights of the vale shall teach you with rightous steel!" Shouted a knight bearing the Arynn Eagle likely a man at arms.
"Then come we shall teach you the ironborn still have strong warriors and damn your honor a fight is a fight keep your honor to yourself" I shouted back as the two sides began to size each other up and within a few heartbeats we clashed.
Using my axe I pulled a shield low enough to sock a knight with my scaled gauntleted fist stunning the man and with the opening I pushed in and started knocking men over by aiming for their legs with my axe and abusing my time stop ability I go around breaking knee caps and arms with my axe. Once time resumed, about half of the vale men fell with screams of pain as the few ironborn left standing, knocking the remaining knights on their asses. looking over my men, only ten remain in fighting order with me and my first mate Rickon making sure we are ready for the final show down as the northmen and lannisters took each other out leaving only the kings group and the stormlords. For some reason, the stormlords were fighting amongst themselves mainly spurned on by the kings younger brother Renly.
"Let them fight so we may catch our breath and beat the remaining greenlanders," I whispered to my men as we caught our breath, each man enjoying the reprieve.
Within about twenty minutes with my men taking out any stragglers, all that remained was my ten men, the king, the kingslayer Jamie lannister, Barristan the bold, and surprisingly the hound who managed to fight on the outskirts allowing him to make it to this point. As we all circled each other, I signaled my men to take on the king and kingsguard as I focused on the hound.
"I beat your brother Hound. I shall do the same for you." I boast hoping to goad him into attacking first, but all I received was laughter.
"I hate my brother, and seeing how much pain he is in is better than any wine, seven hells I don't know if I should thank you or kill you for taking my chance to do it to him myself." Laughed the hound as his guard stiffened, showing he caught on to what I was trying to do.
"Then I'll make the first move" I state as I rush in swinging my axe, which he blocked with his sword and before u could respond he managed to land a punch to my face knocking me back.
I decided to rush again, but this time, I planned to use my sword in my other hand and Luke before he locked his blade with my axe but using my sword I broke his guard and then used said sword by shaking the hounds helmet with the flat of my blade stunning the large man as he stumbles back and using the opening I stop time and hook my axe behind his knee bringing the man down before smacking his helmet with my axe pushing the man to the ground hard enough to knock the hound out.
"Stay down mutt," I state as I spit on the unconscious knight.
Turning to the other fighters, I noticed it took six men to bring down the oldest kingsguard, and Jamis Lannister managed to beat Rickon but was definitely wounded, and as for the king he managed to easily beat my two remaining men and looked barely winded, demon of the Trident indeed.
At first, I thought I would be fighting a two on one fight, but surprisingly, Robert slamed his hammer into Jamie, knocking the kingslayer on his ass.
"This lad shall be my last fight, stay down, kingslayer," stated the king with a large smile visible from his open helm.
With a "Yes your grace," Jamie left the field as the king and I circled each other. Looking upon the king, I notice that, like in the show, he is quite fat, but it seems to have yet hindered his strength so using speed to my advantage I probe his defense as I avoid his swipes of his large hammer. Seeing an opening as he drove his hammer onto the ground I swing for his hand while stopping time allowing me to hit his hand and resumed time as I socked him in the face forcing him away from his hammer and before he could get up I held my axe to where one of his neck should be.
"So it's my win, my king," I question with a smile as I remove my helm.
"Beaten by an ironcunt boy, seven hells I've lost my touch yes boy it's your win well fought." stated Robert as he stood with a laugh while shaking his obviously bruised hand.
"Hell of a swing you have there, lad. No wonder you beat the mountain with speed and strength like that." states the king with a jolly laugh as he waves over a squire with a large wine skin as the rest of the greenlanders mumble about losing to an ironborn, and some look down right hateful.
"Due to extensive injuries, the jousting will be delayed for about two days to allow competitors to heal by order of the queen." Stated one of the kingsguard to the gathered crowd as squires cleared the field, and targets were placed for the archery contest.
In my area of camp, I gathered the archers of my crew.
" Alright boys, we took care of quite a bit of competition out in the melee, so it should be easy for us to score quite high in this next one. You all better be prepared." I stated to my crew as some smile and others laugh.
eventually, the archers were called, and it seems they wanted it over with quickly as they had us lined up five men across, and we would loose an arrow into the target and of the five the best would remain. Eventually, it was my turn, and I would admit I was nervous as I drew the string back and let the arrow fly, striking two rings from center. I managed to do better than the other archers around me, and judging by how I was last, only five were left.
"They must really want thus over with or not many are proud to be archers." I whispered to the last ironborn with me named Quellon, and funnily enough, he was the archer that helped me learn to shoot.
"Aye, they must be scared that we will win this one too," stated Quellon with a broad smile on his bearded face.
If only he didn't look like every other ironborn, he would probably stand out, but no, he has the ragged looks of the usually ironborn, allowing him to just blend with the crew unlike me with my dark hair and tall build.
Sadly we did not win the archery competition as we were beaten by fucking Brynden Tully and the cheeky bastard had the balls to smirk at me. I really hope the bastard takes part in the joust, so I can knock him on his arse again.
Eventually, the joust began with me versus Bryden Tully. At first, I thought it would be easy to just knock the other man off while staying on mine, should be easy...Right.
My thoughts were crushed in the first tilt along with my shield, and if it wasn't for double wrapping my harness around my arm, I may have lost in the first match. I was hoping not to have to use my time stop so soon and in the next tilt I stopped time right when he reached my range I slammed my Lance into the Blackfish's chest with enough force to unhorse him. When time resumed, the man was launched off his horse with some broken ribs, no doubt while I ride around raising my lance as my crew hoot and holler, but two people catch my eye as I pass. I watched a rather tomboyish girl around my age cheering with my crew alongside a rough looking man missing part of his jaw, making a rather fiercesome face and I recognize these two from when I was made a captain by Balon Greyjoy as Dagmer Cleftjaw and Asha Greyjoy. What on planetos could they be doing here? Could they've hitched a ride on one of my ships.
The next two matches were Jamie lannister vs. another no-name kingsguard as I could care less for their names and then a Frey knight vs Jora Mormont with Jamie and Jora winning their respective matches, and again, I was called to compete against Randyll Tarly and sadly for him I had time to recharge my time stop which led to my easy victory. It turned out I broke quite a few knights in the melee, which led to so few taking part in the joust and I had the luck to watch the next match of Jamie vs Jora and it was a treat watching the northerner defeating the king slayer but judging from the queens scowl she was not happy, but all I could do was laugh as the northerner trotted around as he flirted with some Hightower whore that if I remember correctly she would be his downfall and from the looks they're giving each other she already has her claws in the poor bastard.
I'm brought out of my thoughts as I'm ushered out to face the bear. Before the flag was even waved, I saw that he was nervous, and sadly, for him, the deck was stacked in my favor as he fell in the first tilt and as I rode my horse around with my lance in the air as a crown of flowers was brought to me and the squire had the gall to think I didn't know what to do with it but I don't plan this to be my last tourney not by a long shot.
I eventually stopped before Asha Greyjoy as I lowered the crown upon her lap.
"For the soon to be toughest lady that westeros has ever seen, I gift you this crown, and my your next be own the iron way," I state, trying not to cringe from what I said but based on the blushing girl she enjoyed it and if I only knew what would happen in the future I would never have caused her obsession with me but then again I never knew when it began.
After the joust most of the lords dispersed and ofcource we ironborn were not invited to the feast so I took my winnings and left with my men and the tag alongs back to our ships and returned to pyke where I was immediately summoned to the throne room to no doubt be blamed for Asha's disappearance.
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