Second Siege Of Storm's End

Aegon Sat Atop His Horse Watching From Afar As Lord Stark Rode Up To His Camp, With A White Flag. It Had Been A Long Month, and Aegon Needed An Answer From Robert Baratheon. Twice Robert Rose In Rebellion and If He Refused To Submit and Take The Black, He Would Be Bowed, Bent, and Broken Before Meeting The Executioners Axe. Aegon Waited Until Lord Stark Met Him Face-To-Face, Before Giving The Orders. ''Well?'' Aegon Asks ''Robert.....Will Not Yield, He Will See You Dead Or He Will See You In The Seven Hills, His Words, Not Mine.'' Says Eddard Stark. ''Hmm, Fine, I Hadn't Wanted To Do This, But Robert Has **** My Hand. Ser Barristan Rouse The Men, Begin The Siege.'' Says Aegon As He Nods To Stannis Baratheon Who Blows Into A War Horn. The Men Began To Rise. ''Lord Stark, Take This Note To Lord Robert, Prince Viserys Will Accompany You To Ensure It's Delivery.'' Says Aegon As He Sends His Unstable Uncle To His ****. The Note Called Robert A Eunuch and Whore, Openly Challenging Him To Kill Viserys, Even Saying That If Aegon Won He'd Give Myrcella To Viserys and Then To Any Man Who'd Take Her. Lies Of Course, But It Bore Viserys Personal Seal and Was Written To Appear To Be His Hand. Before Hand, Aegon Encouraged His Uncle To Fondle Myrcella and Her Mother, As A Show Of Targaryen Superiority Allegedly, But To Provoke Robert Into A Fury, Not Even Eddard Stark Could Quell. Tywin Of Course Knew and Had Gregor Clegane On Standby To Butcher Both Robert and Viserys. Sandor Clegane Meanwhile Sat Atop His Own Horse Beside Aegon.

Chosen By Aegon To Be His Personal Enforcer, Sandor Was Named The King's Sword, A Position Which Granted Power, Influence, and A Steady Pay. Aegon Also Acquired Tyene As A Paramour and A Personal Assassin Alongside Nymeria. Tyene Was Declared The King's Personal Septa and Nymeria Was Declared The King's Shadow, Tyene Would Officially Grant Him Insights To The Womanly Mind, While Also Providing Advice On Spiritual and Religious Matters. Nymeria Was Required To Shadow The King, and Intercede Should The Kingsguard Falter, Intervene Should They Fall, and Interfere Should They Turn Their Cloaks. Unofficially, Both Sand Snakes Would Engage In Post and Extramarital Affairs With Aegon. At Each Of Their Sides, Hung A Gift From Aegon. At Sandor's Side Hung A Great Valyrian Steel Bastard Sword, Dubbed Mountain Killer By Sandor, While Tyene Had Been Given Two Daggers Of Perfect Weight and Top Quality Valyrian Steel, Each Blade Had Been Coated With Essence Of Nightshade, The Long Farewell, and The Venom Of The Rarest Possible Manticore. The Hilts Were Made Of Dragon None, and Beset With Topaz's, Rubies, and Sapphires and Opals and Emeralds. Nymeria's Gift Was A New Whip Made From The Skin Of An Ancient Dragon.

Stannis Rode Up Beside Aegon. ''The Men Are Ready Your Grace, Are You?'' Asks Stannis. ''As Ready As I Can Be Given The Circumstances. The Men Going Over The Walls Will Have A Hard Time Until Will Break Through The Gate, Are Your Men Ready?'' Asks Aegon. ''Aye, We'll Sail Through The Rapids Much The Same Ser Davos Once Did For My Men and I. Once There, We'll Breach The Castle and Help Lord Tywin Secure Myrcella, Afterwards I'll Join You In Battle.'' Says Stannis. ''Very Good, May The Warrior Smile Upon You This Day and The Father Grant You Mercy Should You Fall.'' Says Aegon As Hands Stannis His Sword. ''Your Grace, I Can't Take This.'' Says Stannis. ''It's Not Blackfyre, I Had Magister Illyrio Buy The Steel Required and Have It Reforged Into Something Fit For The New Lord Of Storm's End and Hand Of The King.'' Says Aegon Handing Stannis A Magnificent Sword Of Valyrian Steel With A Hilt Of Gold Shaped Like A Stag, With A Guard Fashioned Like A Stags Antlers The Grip Was Actually A Carved Stag Antler. ''Any Idea What You'll Name It?'' Aegon Asks. ''Stormbringer.'' Says Stannis, Before Riding Out To Meet His Men.

Jon Connington Had Passed Away Three Days Ago, Leaving Aegon Out A Hand and A Master Of Laws. And Should Viserys Die As Intended, A Master Of Ships Would Be Vacant As Well As The Kingsguard Slot Now Vacated By Aegon's Great Uncle, Lewyn Martell, Who Died Three Weeks Ago. Aegon Already Had Men In Mind For The Vacated Positions, He Hoped To Add Ser Loras Tyrell To The Kingsguard, While Also Making Lord Paxter Redwyne His Master Of Ships, and Either Lord Renly Baratheon Or Lord Yohn Royce The New Master Of Laws. If All Went According To Plan, Aegon Could Firmly Sow Seeds Of Potential Alliances With Five Houses........

Aegon Watched With Pleasure As The Gates Opened Up and His Men Charged In. ''Men! Once You Were Slaves, Men Whose Sole Purpose Was To Serve Til ****, But By Coming Here Today, I Offer You Freedom, Honor, and Glory. Show These Bastards What It Means To Be Unsullied! Show Them What It Means To Invite A Dragon Into Their Halls! Show Them.......Fire and Blood!'' Shouts Aegon In High Valyrian Before Charging Forth With The Army That Was Part Of Visenya's Dowry. Aegon Hated Slavery, So Even Though He'd Purchased An Army Of Slaves Through Marriage, He'd Offered Them Freedom In Exchange For Service.

Aegon Rode His Horse In and Had Blackfyre In Hand Ready and Eager For Blood and Bone and Steel and Stone. He Swung Off His Horse Before Fighting His Way Up To The Ramparts and Assisting His Hand. ''Your Grace! You Shouldn't Be Here!'' Shouts Stannis. ''I Have **** My Lord Hand, I Need To Win Here To Cement My Reign. Now Then, Let's Find That Bastard Brother Of Yours!'' Says Aegon As He Slices, Slashes, and Kicks and Punches His Way To The Castle Hall.

Aegon, Stannis, and Their Forces Broke Down The Door To The Great Hall and Found Gregor Clegane Poised To Strike Down Myrcella Baratheon. ''No!'' Shouts Aegon As He Charges Gregor Clegane, Jumping Up Onto The Tables To Increase His Momentum and Aid In His Strike. Aegon Jumps Between The Blade and Myrcella Blocking Gregor's Gargantuan Sword and Drawing A Poisoned Dagger and Slashing Gregor's Throat. Aegon Flips The Dagger Into The Air and Skewers Gregor On His Families Ancestral Blade With A Backwards Thrust. Aegon Quickly Turns and Buries His Flipped Dagger Into Gregor's Eye. ''You Won't Touch Her!!'' Aegon Declares, Pulling His Dagger and Sword Out Before Swinging Blackfyre and Cleanly Decapitating The Mountain That Rides.

Dropping To One Knee, Aegon Blinks A Few Times, Unsure Of What Had Come Over Him, He Quickly Regains His Composure and Staggers Over To The Lady Myrcella. ''My Lady, Are You Alright?'' Asks Aegon. ''I'm Fine, But Lord Stark, My Father, and The Prince? What Of Them?'' Asks Myrcella. ''Your Father and The Prince Are Dead My Dear Niece, But Lord Stark May Yet Live.'' Says Stannis. ''Let's Get You Of Here, Come Along.'' Says Aegon and Myrcella Tries To Stand, But Is Unable To. ''My Leg Hurts, I Don't Think I Can Walk On It.'' Says Myrcella. Without A Word, Aegon Takes Into His Arms and Carries Her Out Of Storm's End...........