Battle

Olaf’s **** waited out of sight from anyone but following his youngest to the gap in the cliff felt his fathers arm wrap around him as he spoke, “Remember who you are as a person not what your birthright states!” “No, I will remember that I’m a bastard; because then it’ll remind me of how unnecessary my life is and hopefully they will too!” Arthur pushed past him before looking over to Brienne; she simply nodded as she offered one piece of advice before he left for his task, “Keep calm and plan each step out!” he nodded before squeezing through the gap started to climb his way up to the fort with the others waiting for the commotion.

He waited for an clear escape but not receiving a chance instead created one killing the guard checking the well and pulling his body over the wall sending it to the ground Arthur looked down before dropping the hallucinogenic potion into the water climbed out as he sneaked up to the nearest siege machine and began to knock a nail in, blending in with the group as the general walked past before watching for an opportunity began to sabotage it before moving to the next.

Three hour’s had past and suspicions were raised with “accidents” becoming too regular, however Arthur was smart; he had taken the lookouts out and sabotage the machines already, the weapons storage lock was broken by an damaged key and the “Oil spillage” was covered by the mass hysteria of some of the guards who had killed the generals or provided enough time to cover Arthur’s movements as he killed the targets. His next step was to start an fire and he had the perfect shot lined up from a kneeling position, the kings men had began to clean it up and with that left he door wide open for an exploding arrow. He looked around before seeing he was clear drew and fired causing the oil to explode setting part of the warehouse and now keep on fire; the guards studied his position but being distracted by Arthur’s next arrow towards first machine watched as it collapsed on top of the guards. He slid down part of the way from the ladder and leaping over to the platform threw a few throwing knives to kill the guards as he made his way to the gate mechanism before killing the guard on watched waited for the fire from the artillery machines from the outside. It was silent for a few moments before the sound of rock being slung at stone structures caused fragments of stone on top of guards who fumbled for cover from the fire and now burning arrows. It was this time when Arthur began to crank the gate open and jam the mechanism as he attempted to fend off the charging guards.

Olaf’s men charged under the artillery fire killing the defenders, marvelling are the chaos his son had caused and only stopping in his charge to see his son throw a smoke bomb to evade the guards and using it to kill them as he tore at the uniform and dived for cover. It was moments later when he returned wearing the white and red robe as he killed the nearest guards providing him the space to run up fending off the Captains guards and sink the hidden blade in his throat, “Fall back! Fall back! We need to protect the king. Protect King Otto!” Olaf looked over to his son who looking at the living area of the King signalled to his father that he was going after him, “Son don’t!” “Just keep them distracted. Got it?” Brienne looked over to Arthur who was running after the guards who were retreating to the building and seeing the door slam watched as Arthur began to scale the building to the nearest window.

Arthur watch from the shadows as the guards rushed to set up barricades leaving the other troops to be slaughtered and providing them with some time to grab what weapons that were left; in the disruption Arthur began to track the King who he assumed would be getting into armour or next to his Queen. The corridors were filled with people rushing and civilians running to hide which distracted the guards furthermore as their caution to hide details of the kings location was gone and they in their own words led Arthur to them, “He’s in his private quarters with that woman and the queen! She is giving him one hell of a bollocking for not being prepared for this and a assassin, in the midst of all this? Just what we need!” “Stay alert and defend the hallway; that’s his orders, he must have enough time to rally support from the other kingdoms!” Arthur watched them leave and venturing into the room saw across the way two archers looking across the rooftops for assassins so stepping onto the narrow ledge Arthur whispered, “Gonna be easier then fighting through all those guards!”

He climbed up to the next balcony before using the plotted plant for cover jumped over to the kings balcony assassinating the nearby target and before throwing the other guard over the side the door was shut for now but the small pane of glass revealed the king pacing back and for angrily with his wife sitting calm and Margaret his ****-wife watching on sat on the ground before ducking when they heard a chunk of stone from the side of the castle, “How, how did they penetrate the castle, how weren’t they not spotted?” the Queen looked around before noticing the nodded figure acknowledged his presence as he walked in, “So you are the one creating this chaos?” he nodded smiling at the beautiful woman, her hair braided and eye’s were piercing blue as she studied the mere “boy” Margaret smiled as she cried out, “You came to rescue me?!” the Queen snarked but stopped when he spoke, “No I came to prove a point. Despite my position; I am still better than most of those royal bastards who have the rights to govern. Saving you is purely my fathers desires and defeating you is purely to advance their desires in supreme power!” “Trying to prove yourself ‘Ey?” Otto replied, “What your father doesn’t want you? Disowns you for being a bastard?” “No... he doesn’t want me to think of it like that. He wants it to carry on like normal minus me being entitled to anything. I want to do this to show I am better then the stigma of my parents relationship assumes!”

He nodded before reaching for his sword spoke, “You see... an assassin like you always has an subliminal purpose and I believe it’s because you desire the Apple!” he reached for it and lifting it up growled absorbing the power as his eyes glowed in the same colour as the object. Arthur drew his glowing sword that reacted to his body and took his opposition by surprise, “What is this?” “I don’t know, but it reacts to me!” Otto stared at his body and seeing nothing growled as he unleashed the power of this “apple” bringing his wife to her feet to defend him and Margaret to. Arthur dodger their swords before swinging his sword send them dizzily backwards as the room filled with another beam of light. Otto watched as Arthur walked forward in effect by the power and instead absorbed it slowly draining the object of its power; Otto tried again but seeing the same sheathed the object saw he could hold the heavy blade with both hands and fight.

Otto swung and made contact but it made very little difference; Arthur healed and the glowing lines became more prominent and when Arthur’s strikes landed he felt it ten times worse than a normal wound. It was over in a matter of moments when Otto fell down bleeding from the wounds as he looked up to see the knife blooded and drawn from the boys wrist as it slid into his throat repeatedly until he had stopped whimpering and crying and what remained was the pool of blood around him.

Arthur looked at the Apple before picking it up studied it before commenting, “I assume this is mine or something? Maybe Brienne will know more about this!” he slid it into his pocket before looking over to the Queen retracted the blooded blade, “Queen...” “Lagertha, my name is Queen Lagertha!” “You sounds Baltic... Swedish?” “Danish!” he nodded before offering his hand spoke, “Will you please order your men to stand down?” “So you can kill me?!” “No, never... I may not be entitled to anything but I won’t let you experience any harm at any cost!” she nodded before taking his arm spoke, “Okay, let’s go but only under my terms!”