The Long Night 2/3

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Stannis POV

Stannis was atop his horse watching the Dothraki in front of him and his army. Everyone waited in fear and silence.

Stannis could hear Jon's direwolf growling as it sensed the enemy approaching.

Brienne and Jaime stood side by side with the Knights of the Vale and the small Lannister army behind them. Bronn and Podrick stood just behind Jaime and Brienne all of whom had their swords ready.

Jon stood in front of the Northern army with Jorah Mormont by his side. Jorah had been made temporary Commander of the bear island army since Lyanna was in charge of the defences inside of the castle. Ghost was waiting loyally by Jon's heel.

Greyworm and the Unsullied were the only army not showing any signs of fear. Even some Dothraki seemed afraid of what was waiting in the darkness.

"FIRE THE CATAPULTS!" Stannis commanded and dozens of flaming boulders flew through the air and crashed into the darkness.

Out of nowhere, the first wave of Wights hit the Dothraki who charged around the field cutting them down with their flaming akrah's curtesy of Melisandre who was chanting a prayer. Stupid woman! If her God is real why are we fighting dead men?! Stannis thought before the Wights started to break past the Dothraki.

"STAND YOUR GROUND!" Stannis ordered the trench in front of them burst into flames as the archers from atop the walls started to rain fire down on the undead.

Jon POV

Jon shivered from the freezing air but grit his teeth and shouted as he destroyed wight after wight. Ghost and Jorah were doing the same but the old Knight was struggling against the countless opponents.

There was a loud roar overhead as the three beasts raced across the sky before unleashing fire onto hundreds of Wights below. Daenerys sat proudly on Drogons back admiring the chaos.

Night King POV

The Night King watched the dragons reduce the first wave of his attack to ash. They were a problem.

He grabbed one of his spears of ice and lined it up like a javelin. He targeted the smallest dragon and threw the spear with all his might.

The sharp ice pierced the dragons heart and caused the massive beast to come crashing to the ground, crushing a few Dothraki in the process.

Daenerys POV

The cry of her smallest child as it fell to the ground. She screamed in anger, pain and guilt. The Night King turned his head up to look at her and he smirked.

"DRACARYS!" She commanded and Drogon covered the Night King in flames. He died for her child. She thought before the monster emerged from the fire, unharmed and still smirking.

Jaime POV

Jaime watched in horror as one of the dragons was brought to the ground. He didn't think too long before he was knocked to his feet as a wight jumped on top of him.

This is the end. He thought as the wight writhed around atop him.

The wight was pulled off of him and stabbed in the back by Brienne. She smiled down at him and offered her hand to help him up.

Jaime smiled back but before he could accept her help, a wight's sword was thrust through the her heart. He jumped to his feet and caught Brienne before her body hit the floor.

"J-Jaime..." She said weakly.
"Shhh... save your energy." Jaime said with a tear in his eye before Brienne smiled up at him one last time as her life faded away.

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