The Lone Wolf | Game of Thrones

Chapter One : The Beginning

Hello everyone welcome to my new story, it will revolve around my OC Rickard Stark and his journey across the world of Game of Thrones.

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Rickard was talking to Mikken the blacksmith of Winterfell when suddenly he heard a boy calling him, he turned around and looked at the boy and asked: "what is it?" The boy taking a moment or two to collect his breath due to the far distance he had to run "lord stark wishes to see you my lord"

Rickard nodded and said "very well I am on my way"
He then looked to at Mikken, Mikken nodded in understanding and said "I will have it ready in about a week my lord"

Rickard smiled and turned and made his way to see his father wondering why he wanted to see him.

Arriving he saw his father alongside his mother overlooking his siblings. Bran was shooting with a bow and arrow trying to hit the target, also there was Jon and Robb and standing next to him trying their best to encourage him.

"Father,mother," said Thomas while bowing his head. Ned continued looking at bran and said "there has a deserter in the nights watch so I want you to come alongside Jon, Robb, and bran"

catelyn was clearly not happy about the idea of her 10 year old son witnessing such sight "Ned please he is a boy of 10 wait a couple of years give him time to grow and he is still far too young"

Rickard stood there looking at both of his parents arguing. Ned thought of his wife's words before speaking and said: "Rickard watched it when he was ten, the same age as bran."

"Mother, bran wants to be a kingsguard, once he grows up, that means he has to be a man we can't shield him for the cruelty of our world, if we do that then he will grow weak and still be a child," said Rickard, Ned smiled upon hearing the words of his son

"We leave in an hour," said ned leaving. Catelyn looked at her son for a moment before she stormed off.

Rickard just sighed then walked off to the stables.

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The stark party arrive and quickly dismount of their horses, they formed an audience around the block

"I saw white walkers, white walkers, I swear to you I saw them," said the deserter. Rickard noticed his father was shocked by the man words.

"I know I broke my oath and I know I'm a deserter. I should have gone back to the Wall and warned them but I saw what I saw. I saw the White Walkers. People need to know. If you can get word to my family, tell them I'm no coward. Tell them I'm sorry." The deserter said

Ned nodded to the guards and the deserter was pushed onto the block as Theon Greyjoy,  offered Ned the large Valyrian Steel great sword Ice that had belonged to House Stark for a long time.

"In the name of Robert of the House Baratheon, first of his name " Ned began saying

"Don't look away,"  Jon whispered to Bran. "Father will know if you do."

"Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm. I, Eddard of the House Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North, sentence you to die." and with that, he took a step back, swung the sword and in one clean strike cut the deserters head off.

"you did well," said Rickard while patting his brother's shoulder. Jon nodded in agreement

The stark party mounted their horses and made way to go to Winterfell.