War V

(Third Person POV)

[Near Harrenhal...]

Drakken slowly walked along the battlefield, deflecting arrows with his powers as he casually shredded any soldier that charged at him. Behind him, several dozen of his Duskguard were clashing against Rivermen who they had engaged in battle.

While the rivermen outnumbered Drakken's men, they were getting defeated with ease. So much so that the men that were gathered by House Strong were starting to lose hope in the thought of fighting back. 

A large soldier wielding a warhammer charged at Drakken, "Curse you!!!" he bellowed as he swung the hammer

Drakken deflected the weapon with his arm, the hammer bouncing off and recoiling the man violently. In a swift motion, Drakken flicked his wrist and the man's entire body was shredded completely, blood flying everywhere and pieces of its body falling onto the ground. 

"Hm...." He said as a bit of blood splattered on him, "The Battlefield has been set. A bit more and I will siphon the Reaped Power from it." 

Several Strong soldiers rushed at Drakken from behind, trying to stab the War God in the back. 

"Got you!" they shouted

They were then immediately shredded as well, blood and limbs flying everywhere as Drakken merely walked forwards. 

"The lot of you are nothing but fools." He said seriously as he pointed his fingers at a group of soldiers, "You stand no chance against me." 

He then waved his fingers up and suddenly, the earth below the group began to be ripped apart and a massive chunk of the ground was lifted up with soldiers atop it. They were levitated high into the ground as Drakken swiped his free hand multiple times. Then, the chunk of the earth was cut into several pieces, along with the soldiers, causing blood to splatter into the air. 

Drakken then waved his hand to the side and the pieces of the earth flew everywhere in the battlefield, crashing hard against other soldiers that he had aimed for. 

"Hm...." Drakken said as he listened to the sounds of screams and clashing steel, "I wonder how my Greenseers are fairing in Harrenhal...." 

Then, a large knight charged at Drakken, wielding a greatsword, "I challenge you, monster!!" He bellowed as he reached him, "Die!!!" 

He swung the blade and it bounced off an invisible blade as sparks flew everywhere. Drakken then reached for his neck and clutched it hard, catching the man by surprise. 

"You think you can cut me?" Drakken said with a serious face, "I am no monster. I am a god. It is time you realize that. Your blood will fuel my power, the power to bend this world to my whim. From this day forth, there is a new Era that will be etched into History.....the era of the Trinity!!!" 

Drakken squeezed his hand and the man's neck was crushed, killing him instantly. He then threw his body aside like it was nothing. The knight's corpse hit the ground hard, joining more piles of bodies that were being built up by the battle. 

He looked around, seeing the serious scene of the battle. There was nothing but blood and bodies that were being littered around the field. The rivers of blood were fitting for the region they were fighting in and the blood was soaking the soil to the point that the mud was being stained a deep red. 

Drakken felt the shift in the area's magic, sensing that the Reaping from this battle would be a good one. Those Blessed that somehow fell were returning their marks' magic back to the Battlefield which would be amplified by Drakken's Reaping should he perform it right away. 

But he won't. 

Drakken has some things in mind. 

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[Harrenhal]

Women screamed as soldiers shouted in panic. 

Lord Strong was running to the courtyard where the Weirwood Tree stood, seeing that there was dozens of soldiers already falling to their knees, clutching their necks and waists. 

"What in the hells?!" He bellowed, "What is going-" 

He saw that there were several animals scattered about, attacking the soldiers and the other men who tried to resist. They ranged from hawks, snakes, and wolves. All of them were pouncing violently at anything that moved. 

"Animals?" Lord Strong said, "H-How is this even possible?! Wait....no, it can't be! Greenseers?!" 

"That's right." A voice said 

He turned around and saw a cloaked figure immediately pouncing on him, stabbing a dagger into his stomach. 

"A-Aghh!!" He shouted in pain as the cloaked attacked held him by the throat, "W-what?" 

The attacker's hood slowly fell to reveal a young man with dark hair and blue eyes, a mark under his left eye that was faintly glowing. Lord Strong got an eerie feeling from this person, someone who he was sure was a Greenseer. 

"Lord Drakken sends his regards." He said with a chuckle, "I, Olyver Rivers, will be in charge of your castle. Should your men not surrender, we have orders to murder them all. We'll take good care of your women and children, however. The God of War and Death needs worshippers after all."

Blood poured from Lord Strong's mouth as he clutched the man's hand, "Y-You..." 

"Your line will continue." Olyver said with a smirk, "But you just won't be alive to see it." 

The Greenseer twisted the knife and ripped it out of his stomach. Then, in a quick motion, he slashed at Lord Strong's throat, cutting it deeply and killing him. 

Olyver then let go of the Lord and watched as his body dropped to the ground. The mark under his eye, which was shaped like a black dragon's claw, began to glow a bit, being outlined purple. He looked over at the courtyard and noticed that the animals had already finished up their attack, killing the entirety of the men that were there. 

"Good." He said as he lifted his hood up, "We are good with time. Soon, this castle will be inhabited by our people. And we'll take the fight to the Targaryens." 

Then, another cloaked figure showed up behind Olyver. 

"Olyver, I finished up in my wing." a woman's voice was heard, "I corralled all of the women and children in some rooms that I have my cats guarding." 

"Good." Olyver said

"These powers.....Lady Mya promised us great power and she delivered..." The Woman Greenseer said, "The ability to control many beasts without leaving our bodies....it is addicting....." 

"Do not let it get to your head. Know your place. We are above the Duskguards yet below Lady Mya." Olyver said, "Lord Drakken has granted such power which he can easily take away. We should be grateful to him." 

"Oh, but I am." the woman said, "He is the one true God...Drakken, the Great One." 

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[King's Landing]

"This is getting out of hand." Alysanne said, "We should send Vhagar back alongside Caraxes." 

"Agreed." Jaehaerys said, "It has been long enough.....we cannot let our people think that we will do nothing about this. Send Baelon and Aemon to the Riverlands." 

They were in the Small Council room and had just received word that Harrenhal had been seized by Drakken's forces. Four Greenseers had infiltrated the castle and obliterated House Strong from within, leaving the heir and many of Lord Strong's children alive. While the House survives, it is very unlikely they will be able to do something to turn the conflict in the Crown's favor. 

At this point, House Arryn of The Vale had gathered a sizeable Host at the order of Lord Rodrik in order to intercept the massive army that Drakken had amassed. 

"According to Lady Jocelyn....." The Grand Maester said, "Prince Aemon does not seem that eager to leave the castle. Prince Aenys is terribly ill and we are working our hardest to nurse him back to health." 

"Curses..." Jaehaerys said, "Now is not the time for something like this! He needs to get to battle! Now!!" 

"I will speak with him, Husband." Alysanne said, "Send Baelon first. I am sure that this incident at the Tower must have shaken him up. But if he steels himself, he will learn that he rides Vhagar, the largest dragon that is currently active. Our son needs to remember that." 

"You are correct." Jaehaerys said, "Where is Maegelle? I need to speak with her." 

"She is currently praying for the lives that were lost in the sudden outbreak of War." Barth said, "I have to say, this is rather alarming. That fiend is sweeping through the Riverlands, killing soldiers and recruiting more, leaving innocents alive." 

"He needs innocents to recruit into his false religion." Lord Rodrik said, "That much is obvious." 

"Even so.....alarming." Barth said, "If he forces them to convert, this could prove rather troublesome." 

"Their Faith will be strong." Alysanne said, "I am sure of it." 

"With the tricks he can pull, I am concerned if that will stay true." Barth said, "I will pray to the gods that their Faith is as unwavering as Septa Maegelle's...." 

"That is it." Jaehaerys said, "I need to speak with her. Now."

"Bring her to me."