The Battle Of BlackWater: I

Ser Davos's ship Black Bertha was in the second line on the right, as he sees the King's war fleet enters the Blackwater Bay, after leaving the Stormlands with whatever resources gathered.

The fleet was under the command of Ser Imry Florent, one of the Florent uncles Prince Jacob didn't look at with suspicion in his eye and wickedness in his mind.

In his eye, the opposition have fewer ships, but the shore was well fortified with catapults and archers lining the walls of the city.

"They say back at Dragonstone of the greatness of the Prince's sailing skill, but we will see it in action tonight."

The Onion Knight had his four sons Dale, Allard, Matthos and Maric with him in the battle, as Devan was on the ship Fury, with the king and prince, being a good squire for the latter.

He knew he owed everything to King Stannis and in some extent Prince Jacob for defending him against the high lords, whom have come to the king's side.

This battle was the one the king has been waiting for, one that will put the prince on the battlefield.

It will be the first battle, where Prince Jacob will have blood stained on his Reach made sword.

"I remember my life as a smuggler trying to make ends meet, Marya always worried about my various trips, unless I got caught and arrested, leaving her to raise five sons on her own. Charitable septons would feed me when I didn't have enough to feed myself. It made me think of how pious Prince Jacob was to his faith."

It made the Onion Knight sentimental, when thinking about Prince Jacob; he had a lot on his shoulders, as his father's only son and heir to the throne.

Ser Davos saw him change, from the optimistic young man he followed around most of his life into a hardened man, who was ready for war and battle.

The knight looked over at Fury, the triple decked war galley of three hundred soars, as it belonged to King Stannis himself.

The waters and the sea crashing against the ship was what was the norm for Ser Davos, as a former smuggler and had pirates for friends.

"My lord, should we send scouts to test the defenses the Lannisters have prepared." Ser Davos persuaded.

"It matters not; our superior numbers will outmatch them." Ser Imry replied, in the arrogant tone of how most Florents spoke to him.

"What of His Grace, the prince?"

"He is armouring up, ready to lead our men into victory and glory."

"At least a few scouts will be beneficial towards our efforts."

"We have the advantage at sea, with them having fewer ships and we will crush them."

"It's not a great idea, my lord we should reconsider."

"I have command of the fleet, and the plan is to strike immediately."

Ser Davos knew it was a fool's mission, he knew what situation they were going to get into, it was similar to how he bypassed the Redwyne fleet years ago.

There were other tactical errors in the plan, such as the engaging with the royal fleet in the narrow end of the Blackwater Rush.

Ser Imry was quite arrogant and overconfident in his efforts, being a first time commander of a fleet.

Nevertheless, he was the Uncle of Prince Jacob and Princess Shireen and the brother of Queen Selyse.

"I'm glad the king listened to the prince by leaving the Lady Melisandre on Dragonstone with the Queen and little Princess. It was only because the king fears the commonfolk will say the sorceress won the battle and not the king."

The trip down in the darkness beneath Storm's End and what he saw will be imprinted in his mind for the rest of his life.

Seeing the dark shadows pushed from where babes were meant to be born, but it was a cursed darkness the knight never wanted to see again.

"The King's Men and I have to keep the prince away from the dreadful influences of those of the Queen's men, who want to convert him to the Red Woman's religion, but the prince is tired of the in fighting in our army and wanted us to band together, no matter difference of faith."

The knight looked upon his ship to see the war gallery of ships pass two winch towers on either side of the headwaters of the channel, entering the Blackwater Rush.

Ser Davos feared for the worst, as the great fleet was being commanded by an inexperienced soldier, who only got that position because he was the Queen's brother.

Most of the Florents disliked the Onion Knight because they were all converted from the light of the Faith and into the fires of the Red God and Melisandre.

Ser Imry was by no means a saint or honourable, but he was more tolerable than Ser Axell and others of the Queen's Men.

"Most of the Queen's Men would love the opportunity to set me on fire, to give my charted ashes and bones to their Red Heathen. They have always wanted me dead, the reason I am not in the grave is because of my king, the King's Men and the prince."

From a far he heard the tolling of the bells, as it was a signal for the enemy to be playing music in the middle of an incoming battle.

The tolling of bells only met three things; the death of a king, a city under siege and a wedding.

Pounding of the drums were sounded, with men yelling over each ship in the fleet, as it was time to fight the battle in the sea, to get to the shore.

As the drums were sounded, men were coming from the lower deck to prepare their bows and arrows, ready to attack at anyone from the enemy fleet.

The fleet was organised into ten battle lines composed of twenty ships each. The first three lines, made of the war galleys belonging to the lords of the Narrow Sea.

The first three were to smash against the fleet of the enemy, behind those lines were the smaller Myrish contingent, whom were responsible for landing troops to attack the city gate, before joining the first three in line in battle.

The smaller and slower ships were to ferry the King's host of men, which was of 21,000 men including the cavalry from the Stormlords and a few from the Reach.

It also included the king's original host from the Crownlands and Myr, along with sellsails led by Salladhor.

"I said goodbye to Marya before the start of the war, she was uncertain as was war. My wife could end up a widow and a mother of four dead sons, if the war slipped through out hands and if we lose."

Despite the inexperience in Ser Imry's leadership, his plans seemed to be working and they were to engage with the enemy ships.

Hopefully to crush them and lead them onto the shore of King's Landing, where the real war would begin for the Iron Throne.

Nevertheless, leaving the contingent of 50 Lyseni mercenary galleys led by Salladhor Saan, as the rear-guard out in Blackwater Bay.

One ship sailed across from them, but there was no crew nor was there a captain on board the ship.

It was a strange tactic, to have one ship against a whole fleet of ships and there wasn't anyone aboard. Most of the men on the Black Bertha held their arrows at the ready, prepared for any surprise or unexpected attacks.

However, the ship was empty and it was the only one in the opposite fleet. There was meant to be a whole range of ships, but there was only one and it was uninhabited.

"My lord, there is no one on aboard." One of the men said.

"This could be some trickery by the enemy." Another replied, grunting with overconfidence in his tone.

"There is only one ship, where are the others." A third man questioned.

It was on the mind of the Onion Knight, as the presence of one ship and no others was suspicious, considering a battle to be fought and a throne to be claimed.

Until, a line of dark green liquid stained the seas around the Black Bertha and several other ships of the King's fleet.

"Wildfire, dangerous substance with power to kill people from the burning of hot flesh and turn it into ashes."

A barge containing the wildfire was set alight with the flames of yellow, red and orange in collision with the bright green flames from the substance.

The channel turns into a ruin of hundreds of ships in the fleet, many burning from the inextinguishable green liquid. It was a sight of horror to see in front of him, as not even the waters of the Blackwater Bay could put out the hot flames.

The mass of wooden debris exploded and splinted in the blaze of the wildfire, as it sent many men either jumping overboard or flung by the heat and strength of the fire

The Onion Knight jumps overboard, as he landed into the waters. As a safe haven for the short term, as his ship and others were set on fire.

Ser Davos jumps overboard, as he landed into the waters. With hundreds of men from both sides were dying, whilst screaming in the green blaze of death and ashes.

As the wooden debris began to float out towards the bay, and the knight hoped he was able to reach someplace safe to survive for another day.

The Onion Knight worried for his king and prince, as they would be fighting without him and the four sons he had, before the wildfire took them away.

"Thank gods the Red Woman wasn't here, but if she wanted to be useful then she should have warned us about the wildfire, such a thing would have made a difference between us having more ships or less in our fleet."

He turned around to see the great chain boom raised closing off the Blackwater Rush, turning its mouth engulfed in green flames.

In his mind, the thought of a silent, but peaceful prayer to the ones who died unfairly before the war had started.

"I hope the prince and king have better luck and lead our men into crushing the enemies and taking the king's rightful throne."

The Onion Knight hoped his four eldest sons found peace in the afterlife, as he was lucky to still live.