This is just something I've been waiting to do since I've gotten hooked onto Game Of Thrones. These imagines / one shot with have any character.
REQUEST ARE CLOSED
I also do consider doing some smut (but that depends on the character)
Please, enjoy.
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You had been with your khaleesi since the start. Her protector when she married Khal Drogo, defending her from anyone who dared hurt her. This was because were one of the greatest fighters in your Khalasar until they abandoned her. Now you were traveling with Yara and Theon Greyjoy, Ellaria Sand and her daughters to sail to Dorne and bring back the Dornish army. You tried to convince Daenerys that you should stay near her but you followed her order.
You rolled your eyes at the sight of Ellaria flirting with Yara. You were standing off by the side, passing the ladies their drinks. Ellaria requested another drink, Yara defending you by saying you weren't a slave.
"No?" Ellaria said, tilting her head before standing up and walking next to you, taking the drink in one hand and placing the other on your shoulder, gleaming at you with a look of lust "What are you then?".
"I am a protector to my queen" you answered in the common tongue. Whilst you were protecting Daenerys she taught you the common tongue until you became as fluent as she was. You returned the favour by teaching her dothraki.
"Then why are you here with us?" She asked, her hand slowly gliding down your body to your waist.
"I follow my queens orders, my lady" you smiled, moving backwards away from her hand respectfully, showing you weren't interested. She only smiled at you more before turning back to Yara, opening her legs and gliding her hand down to her crotch, saying "a foreign invasion was underway". Before the two could snog the boat was suddenly forced sideways, making you loose your balance. Grabbing your arakh, you told Ellaria to stay below deck as you ran up the stairs along with Yara and Theon. You walked on the deck, balls of fire passing over your head as you walked to the side of the ship with Yara. She stared intently into the distance before the head of a ship started to appear through the fog. A large sail on each side of the ship, spread out like the wings of a dragon, making it move faster along with a yellow kraken on the main sail.
"Euron" Yara uttered, just before the on coming ship crashed into yours. Everyone stumbled, trying to keep their balance as a large walk way was lowered from the enemy's ship with Euron riding it down, roaring like a madman. He walked down the bridge, killing a man with a single swing of his axe before laughing madly. Everyone let out a battle cry, charging at their enemies. You slaughtered and killed any Iron born that got in your way, almost like it was child's play. Enemies only getting a few lucky slashes on your body. Along the way you had noticed two of the Sand Snakes had being killed with their own weapons by the leader with the axe. It clicked in your mind that he must've been Euron. You were by the steering wheel when you noticed Euron had Yara, threatening to cut her throat with his axe that was pressed up against her neck. Theon opposite them, his eyes starting to fill with fear as his old demon "Reek" was reappearing. He dropped his sword before jumping overboard, making Euron cackle in amusement. You growled at the sight, twirling your arakh in you hand before jumping down onto Euron. The sudden force made him fall shoving Yara into the arms of one of his Iron born. He stood up snarling at you as you ran for him, arakh raised in the air whilst letting out a Dothraki scream. He blocked your attack with his axe, punching you away as you stumbled backwards. When you were away from him an Iron born tried his luck against you, swinging his sword at you. Quickly leaning backwards you dodged his swing, using your core strength to not fall down. You slashed the attacker across the gut, making him twirl to the opposite direction, intestines falling out as you kicked him away.
"No one touch her!" Euron yelled "She's mine".
He pointed his axe as if he was taunting you. You sneered at him, yelling as you swung you sword towards his leg. When you fought against other Dotharki you learnt its better to get your enemies on their knees, that way it's easier to plunge a blade into their head. Unfortunately, he was a great fighter as well. He redirected your arakh out the way, punching you in the gut. You groaned, twirling around and raising your foot, kicking him in the face. You couldn't slow. In fights you realised that speed can easily defeat size as well. You let out a 'ha' every time you swung the arakh, him quickly moving out the way by backing away. Suddenly, he hit you in the face with the flat side of his axe. The copper taste of blood flooded over your tongue and spitting out you mouth. Taking the opportunity he grabbed your long braid, pulling your body flush against his whilst placing the sharp edge of axe against your throats like he did with Yara.
"Your a good little bitch, I think I might keep you for a salt wife" he grinned against your cheek. You snarled, throwing your head back hard, causing blood to flow from his nose. You tried to raise your arakh high enough to hit a fatal part of his body but he tossed his axe to the deck. Grabbing your hand and slamming it against the wall, so hard you thought he might have broken it. He grabbed your braid tightly in his fist before rearing your head back and slamming it towards the corner one of the stairs. As soon as your head made contact you fell unconscious, not knowing the ship was sailing back to Kings Landing. Or what was going to happen to you.
*Time Skip*
Before you knew it, you walking through the streets of Kings Landing. Well, slightly stumbling. A large gash just above your left eyebrow, dry cracked blood down the side of your face and a collar around your neck. Euron on a horse in front of you, enjoying the praise he was getting from the crowds of people. Yara marching next to you, collar around her neck whilst Ellaria and her daughter, Tyene, walked behind you. The crowds mood changed when Euron passed, cursing you and throwing food. You heard many names. 'Foreign whore! Dotharki bitch! Cut-throat dog! Mutt!'. All names to remind you what they saw you as, a vermin. You face remained hard as Euron tugged you forwards, slightly cutting off your breath slightly just so you could walk right next to the horse.
"You put up a pretty good fight, on that ship. I have to say I'm impressed" Euron admitted. You did not respond, staring straight ahead. "Nothing to say? Ah, I didn't expect you, a savage warrior, to know the common tongue-".
"I'm gonna kill you" you suddenly spoke, cutting him off. He looked down shocked before a crazed smile grew on his face.
"What was that?" He grinned, cupping his ear.
"Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but I am going to kill you" you uttered, finally glaring at him with anger and hate. He seemed to find your comment amusing and laughed, as if he believed he was invincible.
What he didn't know is that when you made a promise, you were gonna keep it. No matter the cost.
Euron Greyjoy has officially joined this book everybody! Now, Euron is a good character in my opinion. He's not a favourite (yet) but I love his jokes. I loved his quick talk to Jaime, asking about how Cersei "liked" it. Just cracked me right up. School is well boring and I've at least had one piece of homework every day and it just pisses me off! So that's stopping me from updating as usual. I AM ACCEPTING REQUESTS! Anyway, hope you enjoyed. See ya round. And remember ... "Winter ... is Here".
