Dark Wings, Dark Words

I'm Asher

Ashanna's eyes fluttered open at the sudden mutters and thumping steps below her hiding place.

She planned on leaving during the night. She had been resting on a old roof in flea bottom.
She glanced over the edge of her roof to see crowds heading toward the Sept of Baelor.

Ashanna gathered her weapons and sprinted over the roof tops with her wolves directly behind her. Her dark hair flowed behind her is soft waves as she ran. She stopped on a roof over looking the Sept.
Her father stood..
Like a criminal, confessing to the crimes that he did not commit.

Please let him go.

"Ser Ilyn. Bring me his head!" Joffrey ordered. Ashanna couldn't hear her own blood curling screams over the blood thirsty crowd.

"No!" Ashanna screamed again as she climbed down off the roof and onto the ground. Her wolves watched her as she moved through the crowd abruptly pushing people out of her way. Angry tears streamed down her face as she took her bow in hand and aimed..

Her father's eyes locked with hers..

That was going to be the last time she saw him alive..

Ashanna loosed the arrow at the same time Ser Ilyn's sword sliced through her father's flesh and bone. Ashanna stood silent.

She missed..

She injured Ser Ilyn.
But not enough to kill.

Ashanna numbly moved through the crowd, her wolves followed her on the roof tops.

Her father was dead.

Sansa was a prisoner.

Arya was missing.

She failed her father and she failed herself.

That's when she saw them.. She saw a man in black carrying a child away from the unjust, gruesome death of her beloved father.
Ashanna pulled the hood of her cloak over her head and hurried after them. She followed them into an alley where the man was cutting the girls hair short. That man was Yoren a man of the nights watch and the girl..

Arya.

"Arya!" Ashanna shouted as she approached them. Arya glanced at her in shock under her chopped short hair. She ran into her sisters arms hugging her into her chest.

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"Why didn't you cut Ashanna's hair?" Arya asked as they walked towards the new nights watch recruits.

"Ashanna can handle herself." Yoren said while motioning to Ashanna's weapons.

Arya followed Ashanna through the courtyard of thieves, rapers and murderers.

"I'll be back in a second." Ashanna said as she saw a slight movement in the corner of her eye. Winter was watching with her adopted siblings.  They weren't in the line of sight to the naked eye. But they were there standing guard, protectively watching Ashanna and Arya.

"-Are you gonna sing when I hit you?" A familiar voice said from a few feet away.

Ashanna followed the voice to a young man.

Gendry.

Arya stood beside him. A taken back expression on her face. Ashanna jogged over to the shocked looking overweight boy that had been picking on her sister. Ashanna drew her sword and pointed it at the boy.

"Do we have a problem here?" She asked while raising an eyebrow. The boy shook his head frantically before fleeing. Ashanna rolled her eyes before sheathing her sword. She turned to find Gendry finishing a conversation with Arya. They were staring at her.

"Have we met?" Gendry asked as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"No, I'm Asher." She lied as she held out her hand for him to shake. He watched her as he shook her hand.
Ashanna knew... He knew who she was.
He saw right through her.

A/n-
End of part 1 stay tuned for part 2.
-A