The army of the dead stood there like statues waiting for their moment to attack for hours and hours the sun had disappeared from the sky the only sound of the wind whipping through the breeze and the white walker they had captured at their feet thrashing and whining complaining.
'Killer get some rest, you are going to trie yourself out.' Sandor told her pulling her down to his lap. 'I wont let em hurt you.' He promised. 'I will keep you safe, you rest.'
Her eyes wandered around though. The dead watching them. Her heart was pounding out of control she was so tired, so scared, why weren't her powers working? She felt so useless.
Morning came and they were all still trapped the white walkers still surrounding them they hadn't moved from the spot, the white walker they had trapped still grumbling and complaining Sandor kicked him to shut him up and he hissed a complaint. It looked very bleak for them
'Thoros? Thoros...' beric questioned He was frozen white as snow he died from the bear attack wound.
'I would say it was a better way to go' sandor remarked pulling his ale from thoros's belt, drinking it down.
'Lord of light show us the way come to us in the darkness and lead your servant to the light.' Beric said saying a prayer over Thoros. Jon took the ale from Sandor and poured the rest over Thoros his body.
'We have to burn him' jon declared
'so he doesn't come back as a white walker?' Alina questioned and jon nodded.
'Perhaps Lord of light can give us some fire?' tormond asked beric. Beric set his sword aflame and set thoros's body on fire. Sandor turned away from the flame as Thoros burned.
'When you killed the white walker almost all the dead that followed it fell... why?' Mormont asked jon
'Maybe he was the one that turned them?' jon pondered.
'Maybe if we go for the walkers we will stand a chance?' mormont suggested
'No we need to take him with us, we need to take him to dragon stone Daenerys is our only chance.' Jon pointed to the captured white walker.
'There is another chance if we kill him if we kill the knight king we killed them all.' Alina suggested seeing him standing tall above his army. He looked terrifying. He was a beast Alina wanted to kill. He seemed to be staring at her. she watched him curiously. Hyponotized, she tuned out the men around her.
'The Lord brought you back, the Lord brought me back, did he do it to watch his freeze to death?' Beric asked jon.
'Careful Beric you lost your priest this is your last life' Sandor told him.
'The lord of light will guide us-' beric always the faithful servant.
'Everyone I've ever met has been a cunt. I don't see why the Lord of light would be any different.' Sandor told him, they stare down the night king he stood on the top perched high about everyone else watching them, waiting to attack. Sandor started throwing stones at the White Walkers hit one in the face
'Dumb cunt' he said throwing another, he threw another stone but it stayed on the surface on the ice, the ice didn't break, the walkers noticed. 'oh fuck' he said as the ones started to move closer to him a single white walker walking across the ice and then more started to walk seeing it was safe their swords and boots dragging across the ground. 'Alina!"
'Alina!'
'CATALINA!'
'Killer!' sandor shook her and she turned to him blinking the dazed look from her eyes but it was too late they were coming. They prepared for the worst. Swords and daggers and hammers and axes all being swung through the air all killing the white walkers Beric set his sword aflame again slicing them through the heart or their lack of heart. They were getting closer there was too many of them they were gonna die, too damn many. Closer and closer they got the harder they swung the harder they fight the smaller their little island of sanctuary became.
Alina started freezing over patches dropping the walkers down, their feet getting trapped, she put up walls and tried to keep them alive but there were too many and she couldn't kill them like she could with people. Besides drowning them they were immune to her abilities. The white walkers were getting the upper hand crashing down on top of them.
'Fall back' Jon shouted 'fall back' but where were they to fall back to? They were surrounded.
Tormond was being toppled. White walkers fell into a hole in the ice and where trying to drag him under. Sandor saved him killing the walkers and pulling tormund up. They lost a few men pulled under by the walkers eating them alive. They were going to die. Their spot of safety was gone.
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Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane
FanfictionFighting the power within can be more deadly than embracing it. Catalina "Alina" Frost is the last living Frost. Will she be their savior or their downfall? (Frost is not a bastard name in this. She is from a long line of magically gifted Frosts ) ...