"Wind & Words"

Winter is Here

Daenerys

The terrible cries of her dead child felt like a knife stabbing through her heart. Drogon felt her pain and plummeted by her side with his brother by his.
Without even thinking Daenerys climbed on him and mentally commanded him into the skies.
"A dragon is not a slave, lets free Viserion from his slavers trance!" She shouted into the cold night to her living children. Drogon and Rhaegal roared in understanding.
The high pitch screech echoed through out the dark night.
Daenerys was scanning the night sky, that's when she saw him zooming towards her and his brothers. She couldn't tell if he had a rider because he was soaring to fast.
"He's coming at us too fast Drogon!"
The dead dragon then opened his jaws and Daenerys froze when she saw the blue flames shooting towards them closer.
'Blue flames are hotter.' She thought as Drogon flew higher into the clouds to escape Viserion's threat. Rhaegal followed Drogon before Viserion could light him on fire.
Viserion swooped down and turned up to follow them. When Viserion swooped under them Daenerys saw the Night King he was on top of her dragon. The sight of him angered her and she commanded Drogon to chase Viserion.
'Drogon, Rhaegal.' She told her dragon through her thoughts, 'You need to try and bite his throat, I need you both to attack him and try and dismount the Night King so he can be killed down below.' They both roared understanding their mother's commands.
  Daenerys urged Drogon to catch up to the dead dragon but it was almost impossible he was fast, it was unnatural. Rhaegal was starting to fly ahead because he was lighter and faster than Drogon. 'Go Rhaegal, try and attack Viserion at his throat!' Rhaegal roared and sped off in pursuit of Viserion. Daenerys wished she would've allowed Jon to ride Rhaegal a dragon does better with a rider but now was too late.

    Daenerys was behind Rhaegal searching the sky for the Night King but Viserion was out of sight. The weather was thick with winter clouds making it hard to see so she turned back and summoned Rhaegal to follow them.
    She lowered Drogon, Rhaegal followed, to try and glimpse at what was happening below.
The battle had begun, she saw the large army of dead men that still hadn't reached the fight so she lowered her dragons and they began burning large portions of the Nigh King's dead army. While they burned away the dead she heard Viserion's eerie screeching. Daenerys scanned her surroundings.
Viserion and his rider were charging towards them head on. Daenerys pushed Drogon to face Viserion head on and mentally commanded Rhaegal to attack from a different direction.
    When the Night King was in sight she commanded, "Dracarys!"
  Drogon blasted his dragon fire at his brother and Viserion did the same. Blue and red- orange fire collided in the sky. All Daenerys felt was warmth, she couldn't tell if the fire was scorching because she was not harmed by flames.
Daenerys saw  Rhaegal come from the side and he attacked Viserion at his throat.  Viserion stopped firing his blue flames, this gave Drogon the advantage to keep burning his dead brother. Viserion screeched out in pain and it hurt Daenerys' heart to hear him this way but she had to try and set him free from his slaver.
Rhaegal bit chunks from Viserion's throat and his claws were tearing at the dead dragons' body. Viserion screeched and tried to release himself from Rhaegal's attack and away from Drogon's flames but he couldn't.
  Drogon quit spitting fire and began his assault on Viserion the way Rhaegal was but Drogon went for his neck and began chomping down hard to decapitate his brother.
     Daenerys locked eyes with the Night King, his blue steely eyes peering into her soul, she shuttered at the intense look he gave her. She saw him reaching behind his back for his ice spear and she gasped and commanded mentally for her dragons to pull back. Daenerys remembered all too well what happens when he launches that spear. Drogon was almost successful with severing the neck of his dead brother but Daenerys didn't want to risk loosing her other children. They pulled back, Daenerys saw the Night King launch his spear from on top of Viserion. It was headed right for her and Drogon. The spear almost hit Drogon but he swerved and when Drogon maneuvered out of harm a strong gust of winter wind swirled around them. Daenerys' saw the Night King flying towards her and Drogon, it felt as if he was controlling the wind.  Daenerys saw the Night King standing on top of Viserion, he was coming closer, he had another spear in his hand and was ready to launch it. Daenerys called for Drogon to go faster but the wind was too strong around them, he was trying but couldn't fly any faster against the wind. Daenerys turned and saw the ice spear as it was flung. She commanded Drogon to turn again away from the spear, so it wouldn't hit him right in the back. But the wind was hindering their escape, Daenerys felt the intense pain, Drogon's pain. Drogon roared in agony, he was hit right through his right wing and now he was falling. She and Drogon were plummeting from the sky. The air was freezing and her fall was so fast that she lost her grip from Drogon. "Drogon!" She cried out trying to reach out to grab him but he fell quickly batting his wings trying to ease his landing. He was wounded and wouldn't fly because of the large gash through his wing but she was glad Drogon wouldn't die.
   Daenerys felt like she was falling in slow motion but In reality she was falling fast. All she could think of was Jon and her unborn children. Now she would die along with them and she was glad she hadn't told Jon because deep down she always felt as if her having a happy life with a family was impossible. Daenerys accepted that she was going to die when she woke she hoped she would see her and her children in the after life, if there was one. Her head was pulsing, she was light headed and then she hit something hard that's when everything went black.