This story is a fanfiction about game of thrones.
If Eddard Stark died and his younger brother Benjen Stark became the lord of Winterfell.
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Staying low waiting for the night king to come hoping the children of the forest were right.
Looking to my left I hear the snow crushing looking to see them. The night king and his army of the dead. He gets off his dead horse.
" You are a ugly fucker" I whisper
I decided to make my move now I have been freezing my ass in the snow. It is now or never.
I start moving then the night king stops walking and turns around looking at me. His army sees me and starts to make its way to me. I get my sword ready and I am cutting threw them like nothing. I was able to get a few down before I spoke to the night king not even sure if he can understand me.
" going to let your army kill me? Just like that? Why. Why don't you come fight me yourself, you can prove me wrong if you like."
He titled his head to the side.
Oh shit he can understand me. Fuck. Relax. Don't panic Mellara I said myself.
The night king raises his hand the dead move back along with his walkers that he turned. They create a circle around us. Now or never. The night king gets his sword and I hold on tight to mine.
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He moves slowly at first to me we are not breaking eye contact with each other. Then he speeds up and swings his ice sword towards my face, my sword stops his. We lock eyes with each other. He moves his sword in percussion that it is hard to keep up with. But I block each blow as the best as I can.
I had a feeling that he was getting angry with me and I was right when I got a slap to the face making me fly abit hitting the ground near the wall of the rock side I was hiding earlier. I got up steading myself charging him were we locked in sword to sword battle neither of our weapons were breaking.
Can here the sounds of our weapons repeatedly hitting each time. I was able to trip him by taking his legs out from him, I try to stab him with my sword but he get me off of him. He grabbed my clothes and throw me to the rock again hearing my rips snap but nothing is stopping me.
I tackled him down and we roll away from the rock. Giving him a punch to the face, not the best decision. He gets up holding my throat trying to joke me but I elbow his arm so he can let go of me. Dropping down on the ground I see my sword I go over to it but he grabbed my leg and then fucker snapped my leg.
I scream in pain forgetting my sword, I grab my dagger and stab into the ice. I can see the ice breaking I smile then he came back to pick me up but I turn around and pull him to me and stab him in the back with the dagger, I hold on tight to him, the ice breaks and we fall into the cold water. I look up to see the dead and the other walkers just standing there then BOOM.
They all just broke into ice chips but since they was so many, the cause of the explosion pushed me and the night further into the water and away from everything.
I started to feel nothing due to the cold. But it did not matter to me. I successfully beat the ugly fucker.
