Fenrir's Pov.
Walking ahead as the other's march behind me I move through the forest untill I walk onto a large clearing making me tilt my head to the side as I look through the bushes and trees on the other side.
"What is it?" King Horik asks me making me look at him with a wolfish grin. "This is the place." I simply say before he asks me. "How do you know?"
"Because they are already here."
"I can smell their shit form over here."Me and Ragnar speak at the same time before I tilt my head again, there are more than are walking out at this moment. "A large force, but not large enough. We will go down to them." King Horik speaks before I feel a hand on my shoulder. "What is it?" Lagertha asks me as my eyes are fixated on the spot to our right.
"I will be back you, 10 archers with me." I speak before motioning at 10 warriors who give me a nod before we slowly jog away under the cover of the trees and bushes while the others are marching down, he should have waited King Horik.
Seeing a bunch of horses stand in the bushes with their riders I give the archers a nod as they start shooting them making them fall in a fit of panic as I run forward and jump on a horse before slicing the riders throat with my axe and throw him off of it.
Seeing one ride my way with his horse I see a arrow fly past my head before it slams into his neck as he falls down the horse while I put my axes away and grab my sword as I ride forward. Seeing one swing for my head I duck down before shoving my sword into his face as the remains start to gallop away towards the fight that I can hear over the small hill that was keeping them out of view.
"Get on the horses!" I loudly say making the men and women mount the horses before we start galloping after them, riding over the hill I see they are riding towards the small shield wall making me nudge my horse faster as I stand on it squatted down with the reins in one hand and my sword in another.
Seeing them break the shield wall as men and women fly in all different directions my panic eyes move over the field in search of my pregnant wife before I feel something slice my chest as a rider flies past me, ignoring the blood and pain I soon hear another horn making more riders and soldiers run from over the hill while I keep looking for Lagertha!
Dodging the next swing I kick the soldier off his horse as I sit down again, we are completely outnumbered, there is no way that we could possibly win this. Looking around I soon come to a stop as I see the lifeless body of Rollo laying on the ground, no. He is my brother, and a great warrior they can not have killed him?!
"Run! Run!" Ragnar yells making me direct my eyes away from Rollo only to see the incoming sword to late as it slices through my side making me look down to see more and more blood dripping from my body before I fall down the horse with a loud thud as my back hit the grass.
Looking at the sky I soon feel something slam against my face making everything go black.
Lagertha's Pov.
Walking back into the camp I soon take a seat while Bjorn kicks over some things. "You fought well today." Ragnar speaks while I see Geri, Skoll and Hati walk over to me making a even bigger frown appear on my face.
"I was fortunate, that is all." Bjorn argues making me slowly get up as I look at the wolves who release a low whine. Where is Fenrir? Why is he not back yet?
"You were favored by the gods.""Favored? We were defeated." Bjorn argues as I run my hand trough Geri's fur. "Where is Fenrir?" I softly ask him making him lean his head more into my hand, while a pit begins to form in my stomach. It is Fenrir we are talking about, he is a great warrior he should be arriving soon, right?
"We live to fight another day "Ragnar speaks before Bjron does in frustration. "We lived, but my uncle died."
"Where is Fenrir?" I ask now loudly making them all look at me before one of the warriors walks over. "I saw him get cut in his side before he fell down his horse." He speaks making me give him a nod. "And after?" I ask him making him give him a sad look. "He did not get up."
"We are talking about Fenrir wolf's kissed and Rollo. It takes a lot to kill them. Since no ax, spear or blade could touch my son today, he will now be known as Bjorn Ironside." Ragnar speaks before he walks past Bjorn making me slowly walk over before grabbing his shoulders."Bjorn Ironside." I say with a fake smile as I look at him. "We must make some decisions and we must make them quickly. Do we leave tomorrow and abandon this raid? Do we go home or do we sail up the coast and find some richer, easier pickings elsewhere?" I continue as I turn back around to the others.
I wish to stay and find Fenrir, he is not easy to kill and if he is still alive he needs to come back to me. And to our sons. "If my uncle's are captured and wounded, I want to stay in this place, as long as it takes until they are free." Bjorn speaks making the tiniest of smiles appear on my face.
"Well, King, what are we fated to do?"
Fenrir's Pov.
Some Time Later.
Releasing a pained groan as I blink my eyes open I see a ceiling above me making a frown appear on my face as I grind my teeth together and bite trough the pain as I slowly sit up. Looking around the room I tilt my head to the side before slowly forcing my body off the bed with a pained groan.
Hearing the door open and close soon Athelstan? Walks in with worried eyes. "You should rest Fenrir." He speaks making me shake my head as I use his shoulder as support as it try to walk over to the door.
I need to go back to my wife, who probably things I am dead right now. I need to go back to my unborn son and after that to my son who is in Kattegat. "Where am i?" I groan out making him wrap his arm around my shoulders as he tries to keep my weight up. "The villa of King Ecberd." He says making me look in his direction with a raised brow.
"Why." I groan out as I continue to move towards the door until I almost fall against the wall as I am barely able to catch myself pulling a snarl from my lips because of the pain that is coursing through my body at this moment.
"He wishes to speak to you, Rollo is also here wounded but alive." He speaks as he walks over and I grab him by his throat before lifting him up against the wall as his hands try to get mine off. "My brother took you in, made you one of us. And now look at you, dressed in these clothes worshipping a false god. What are we even to you Athelstan? What am I to you." I groan out as I keep him up while my body is almost begging me to lot him go.
"Y-you are my family." He groans out making me let go off his throat as he falls to the ground while taking heavy breaths as he lets air flow into his lungs again. "Family? If we where your family you would not be standing here dressed like that, now get me out of here." I groan out as I open the door and walk or more like stumble out.
"Let me help you Fenrir." He says as he puts my arm around his shoulder before dragging me away.
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Walking into a large room as Athelstan drags me up some stairs I soon see a man quickly stand up with a younger woman beside him who looks at me with hunger in her eyes. Should have let Athelstan put a shirt on my body first!
"Athelstan why is our guest out of bed?" He says with wide eyes as I stumble away from Athelstan and place my hands on the table as a snarl leaves my lips. "He is more beast than man." The woman speaks making me slightly look up with a raised brow. "And can very much understand you." I groan out taking her by surprise but the man not so much.
"I should have known she would have taught you our langue." He speaks making me tilt my head as I look at him, who even is he? Or who is he talking about is also a good question ?!
"Who is he Athelstan?" I groan out before a low growl leaves my lips as the woman tries to move closer but stops in her tracks by the sound leaving my lips. "This is King Ecbert of Wessex........ And Sansa's Father." He says making my eyes widen as my head snaps in his direction.
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Wolf's Kissed
AléatoireBeing born as the youngest brother of Rollo and Ragnar Sigurdsson, many would have thought Fenrir would have fallen into the shadow of his two brothers. But he did not, on the night he was born thunder filled the sky like never before while wolves s...