Revenge of the Starks and water's

Chapter 1

Arya was asleep while I was keeping look out. The forest was cold tonight, the first winter snow was falling. The wind was cool, carrying the howls of the wolf pack through the northern trees. What a beautiful sight to see. It was a surprise i was here, who would have thought i would have still been alive after all that has happened.

I had met arya in Bravos, one of  many training to be a faceless man. We became friends, as she seemed to be one of the few you could trust there, at first i didnt know she knew my brother untill his named slipped out of her lips one night as she slept. In which I inquired her about it soon enough to find out they had travelled together and had become close friends.

When arya said she was to head back to Westeros I followed her, I didn't belong there, I knew I could never be a full faceless man, i could never leave my past, it follows me whether i would like it or not and if my brother was alive i would find him.

As soon as we hit Westeros, Aria wanted to take a few names off her list I offered to help but she said for now this was her fight and she would take pleasure in seeing them suffer, she obviously didn't need help as she had quickly taken those bastards, the twins and walder frey down.

We were currently heading to Winterfell, after a incounter with a friend of Arias, what a weird name 'hot pie', i guess they travelled together. He informed us of the name John stark, or should i refraise that John the king of the north. Aria then continued to ask him if he had seen Gendry but he said he hasn't seen him since they both left years ago.

Just thinking about my brother brings a pain to my heart. Arya says she isn't upset when Gendry's name is spoken. I know she's lying even with her stoaic facade on, i can see the pain in her eye's. A longing for something lost, it's the same look she gives when she hears or talks about her siblings.

Let's just say I have always had away with reading people. I know what love looks like.

A few moments later I heard a rustle to my left, quickly unsheathing. I look to my right and Arya and Nymeria are already awake. Nymeria starts to growl lowly, in which her pack joins and now the soft wind is awoken with the sound of low grumbles. Arya's hand rest on her sword. Our eyes signal to each other telling each other to stay alert.

Out walks a giant of a women dressed in armour, from head to toe. A belt rest around her waist holding a sword, her hair as white as snow. Next to her a tiny looking man stood. Holding a bag within his left hand, he must be a squier. He was a southerner you could tell by his hair and the way he looks.

I looked over to Arya she had needle in her hand ready to strike if anything would turn dirty. I looked back at the women "who are you and what house do you stand for."

I said slowly watching her for any sought of movement.

" I am brianne of tarth, I stand for the house stark and who are you." Once I heard her say stark I had put my sword back and glanced at Arya. Needle had been put away and Nymeria was now sitting but still watching and aware.

" My name is Arya and this is Nianna waters my companian". Arya states.

I'm going to leave it there cliffhanger. This is my first book so don't hate me if it's not that good. Also I'm not going to be writing au much.
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