Back To You // Jorah Mormont (2)

28. Undead

The Dothraki army was at the front and their swords flaming to life could be seen from the wall all of them burning to life a field fire it was beautiful and glorious empowered them. They were going to win this they had to win this. Everyone stood like statues waiting for the enemy to attack no one spoke all you could hear was the wind whipping through the air and the ragged breaths of terrified people.

'The night king is coming' Jon said to Daenerys.

'The army of the dead are already here' she told him marching away. It was time. Time to get the littles safe.

"NO Fuck no!" Oceana shouted. "Crypts? This knight king brings the dead back to life. Crypt. Corpses. Idiotic. Who thought of that? Put them on the front lines and kill that idiot." Oceana demanded.

"Mama can we play?" San questioned running up to her.

"No baby, not right now." Oceana corrected kneeling in front of her. 

"Why is everyone yelling?" San questioned as Sansa ran up.

"Sorry he got away from me." Sansa remarked.

"You and Sansa are going to play in the great hall." Oceana remarked. "You have to stay in the great hall."

"You will come soon though, right?" San questioned as Oceana kissed his cheeks.

"As soon as I can." Oceana agreed. "Go on, go on loves, stay with Sansa..."

"Are you sure youre okay mama?" San questioned.

"I will be once this is over. Give me a hug."

Oceana shared a look with Jorah before he headed out too. She wished they had been selfish and forgotten about the rest of the world but now they were here and had to fight to survive. Why did they have to have a heart?

The archers stood up top shooting flaming arrows down at the enemy, they were getting closer to Sandor he felt the thud, the body falling into his legs, Saw the arrow sticking out of the walkers head.

"Getting sloppy Brother." Oceana called down.

"Yeah, yeah." Sandor grumbled, the ghost of a smile on his lips.

'Light the trench! Light the trench!' Davos waved his torches back-and-forth alerting daenerys that now was the time to light the trench to protect the castle. But Davos continue to wave the torches but Daenerys on her dragon could not see the little flame from above.

'Like the trenches! Light the trenches!' he told the archers and they shot their flaming arrows at it but the fire fizzled out.

"Yeah we heard you the first hundred times." Oceana assured him. "It's not happening. Call upon your magic redhead."

"You call upon your magic red-"

"The red woman! Davos! Get your head out of flee bottom!" Oceana demanded. "Gods, men." OCeana muttered marching down the steps. Being up here was basically useless. 

'If we were out there we might see some thing that everyone else is missing' tyrion suggested 'some thing that makes a difference. Remember the battle of the black water? I got us through the black gate!' tyrion reminded them.

"I dont like this. I want mama." San whispered confused and scared with every bang against the walls jumping in a panic.  He saw the fear in Sansas eyes as well.

'You almost got your face sliced in half' varys told him

'If I was out there right now-'

'You would die' sansa told him 'there's nothing you can do'

"Are we gonna die?" San whimpered. "I WANT MY MAMA!" 

"Excellent job Sansa, you terrified a child." Tyrion agreed. 

The red woman came forward putting her hands on the trench borders saying a prayer to the Lord of light to give them fire to protect them to save them arrows flew past her sword swung the enemy near closer she kept praying and praying and praying they got closer and closer and closer finally as when I was about to jump on her the whole trench lit a flame killing the enemy that ran into it. A circle of light of fire swarmed around Winterfell protecting them the flame was mirrored in their eyes as they watched the enemy burn.

Soon the first few rows of white walkers were laying themselves down on top of the trench putting out the fire with their bodies they were able to get through.

"Well that didnt last long." Oceana remarked finding sandor. 

"We arent going to win this." Sandor warned. 

"Thats not useful." OCeana countered. 

'Man the walls! Man the walls!' They screamed as everyone went to a frenzy again.

Jorah heard the screamed from outside the wall as Jon and his dragon started attacking the night kings dragon wings flapping teeth snapping Jon had to hang on for dear life. Jorah's worries amplified seeing the dead brought back to life. They had put the innocent children and the useless men and women in the crypts, to keep them safe and now they were... San.

The night king fell from his Dragon and once on the ground Daenerys summoned fire from her Dragon blazing the night king with fire it should've burned him to nothingness. Jon waited on the ground as Daenerys was in the air watching as the night king stood unharmed in the midst of the flames. He picked up his spear throwing it at Daenerys but missed just barely.

Jorah couldnt focus, he couldnt think about anything but Oceana and San inside the walls and in just as much danger. 

"I want mama, I want mama!" San sobbed swinging his little blade around. "DIE FUCKERS!"  Tyrion's eyes went wide. 

"Yep, Clegane and dothraki, at its finest." Tyrion agreed. San was currently on top of an undead bashing its head in with his little fists. 

"I WANT MY MAMA!" San demanded as the other walkers decided to look to easier targets then the child. Like Tyrion and sansa. 

Jorah pulled Oceana back from a blade coming down on her from behind. SHe stared at him wide eyed. 

"What are you doing in here?"

"I needed to protect my family." He answered giving her a quick squeeze. "The dead a rising."

"San." She breathed back before running to the crypts. 

The night King reached for his weapon to end bran once and for all but Arya came leaping towards him. He grabbed her by the neck she dropped the blade catching it in her opposite hand before stabbing him with the dragon glass. Killing him. The rest of his army fell.