2 The one in the armour

I stood and couldn't believe my eyes "You!! That armour!!!" The mechanical looking individual focused on me. "It's.....really small compared to the original~" the armoured person fell over.

"Who you calling pipsqueak!!!!" The knight shouted at me. Pipsqueak? I looked down and say my body was like a child version of Jon snow, by my guess I'm 11 which fits with the time line. "Ohhhhh I see, we've been de-aged and changed to suit this universe. My magic feels completely different how about you knight?"

The armour rattled as the person inside checked their condition. "Your correct brat, my magic circuits feel different. Like they need some kind of conduit to be fully accessed. Perhaps my sword.....where's my sword?" "Could you possibly mean that lance over there?" I said pointing to where she came from.

The armour creaked as it turned, the knight trembled as she walked up to the lance and grabbed it. The knight lifted it and trembled "it can't be?" Thats when thunder struck, literally a lightning bolt descended near us and left a piece of parchment.

I grabbed it and unfurled it inspecting the message, it was from zeus and contained the following message. "Dear reincarnator, I hope you are well. This letter is to inform you of the changes that may or may not be present in your current situation. If you focus on your energy scented you will find a care package containing supplies need to survive and integrate into the story of the first world."

I closed my eyes and focused internally finding a copy of camp half blood forming inside my inner world. As I inspects it I found what looks to be a stone cottage being built with the symbol for Harry Potter (spectacles and a lightning bolt) forming as a crest atop it with the hogwarts theme playing at the entrance.

Inside was a few hundred galleons, a map, acceptance letters for hogwarts, two brooms, a personal letter addressed to me and servant, a bookshelf containing all the Harry Potter books and movies, some muggle money and a trunk with a symbol of a lion stamped on it.

I opened the letter which contained information about who my servant was and why their weapon was different. After confirming it I popped back into reality which made the knight point their lance at me.

"Where did you go black boy" "I learned who you were and why you have that lance, I'm sure you learned it's name right?" The armour tilted forward showing acknowledgment. "Care to show your face" the armour began clanking like a transformer before revealing the face underneath.

"You are quite beautiful, one of the fairest women I've ever seen" "woman?" The girl questioned as irritation spread across her face. "Yes a woman? Care to introduce yourself beautiful."

The girl then rushed towards me and thrusted her lance so I drew long claw and swung it to parry the lance. *krang* the sounds of heavy metal scratching and bearing other echoed out as we began blurring around each other. She's trying to kill me but her temper is giving away her actions so I can easily defeat her.

After trying to beat me with the lance like it was a club she snarled in my face "you think I'm a woman?!?!?" I then looked down and said "you have fat on your chest and no balls. That either makes you a woman or a eunuch whose dieting. A eunuch doesn't fight like you do~" I said while flashing her a bloodthirsty grin.

Fighting against wildlings for decades taught me a few things, like how to intimidate the opponent and fight dirty. Her helmet wasn't on so I kicked dirt into her eyes making her flinch. I then swiped at her using the guard of long claw while my fingers clenched the blade.

Jon snow is good but I spent years playing for honour. As she fell I drew the blade to her neck "care to identify yourself?" Her eyes flowed red showing she was pissed. She roared and pushed me into the air. I manoeuvred myself mid air and landed on my feet.

She grabbed her lance and planted in the ground. "My name is Mordred pendragon! Heir to the throne of Britain and future king of Camelot!" I sheathed long claw and shouted out my name and title "my name is Jon snow! 998th commander of the knights watch and king of the north in Westeros!"

She hmph and made her lance fade away "how do I have this weapon?" "What dof you remember?" "A voice said it would pull me away from the throne of heroes and that I don't have to fight in the grail wars anymore. I accepted and it brought me here".

I walked towards a tree and proceeded to chop it down to make us two seats. I called her to sit and she didn't refuse. "Care to retract your secret of pedigree, there should be a function to match the current fashion" she raises an eyebrow and looks at my cloak. I touch it and it changes into a black hoodie and my bottoms change into black jeans. My greaves also changed into some sneakers. A little feature zeus added just to flex.

She changed her outfit to the one she wore during her grail war. A red jacket with a black tube top, blue short shorts and some cowgirl boots. So I sat down and explained to her about our situation. Who I was and who she is, I am technically Jon snow so I identified with that because I can't remember my past name.

After a while she said "humu humu naruhodo, so I'm your saber for this quest". "Wrong, first your not a saber right now. You mordred are a lancer, that body you have is a natural one that isn't artificially created meaning you will grow older. Just like your father."

She got depressed for a second before her blonde hair floated like two cat ears. "Does that mean I'll develop massive breasts like her?!?!" "We can only pray" I whispered but she seemed to hear me. So I coughed "also the system is different, rather than a class it's a piece in chess now".

"Chess? Make me the king!" "I'm the king cause I know about you and this world". She deflated for a second before regaining her pep "then make me a knight!" "I don't wanna~" she floored instantly then looked up at me with her rage building up again.

"Are you insinuating that I will be a pawn?" She hissed. "Nah I have a better idea~ you said you want to rule right?"

"Yes I will become the king of Camelot and rule Britainnia!" "Yeah but realistically that's not happening, we're in a different world where Camelot doesn't exist. Also that wish is for the holy grail, has no relation to the quest not to mention the wrong pronouns".

"What do you mean pronouns?!" "To be a king means to be a male, your not male so you can be a queen. However there is a way to phrase it were gender doesn't matter." Her eyes zoned in on me. "A ruler isn't bound by gender,an emperor is, a saint is and a king is as well. You wish to rule so say you will be the ruler of Camelot."

My words seem to have struck a chord within her, she looked at me with respect. We did spar a little so she knows my strength. "So mordred the piece I'm giving you is my queen piece. You may not have all the qualities of a ruler now but whose to say you won't in the future. Become my queen and gain some practice ruling the peerage before ruling an entire country".

I could swear I had conquerors haki there for a moment because of the way the world seemed to focus on my speech. Mordred stood up and marched towards me before taking a knee. "I was a knight of the round table, that order has ended therefore I'm free to serve. I accept your offer to become your queen Jon snow" and then she flashed me a silly grin.

I took out my queen piece and pushed it into her, it liquified and seeped into her. Red lightning seeped off her for a few seconds signifying her circuits are back in order. The peerage pieces help people adapt to the worlds, noted.

"So what now my king" "call me jon honey".

"Honey?!?!" She said flustered "your MY queen aren't you? You accepted". Her brain seemed to blue screen and the hamster inside began to run a marathon on its wheel.

She whispered "did I just accept a proposal?" She looks like she'll be fun to tease~. I got up and grasped her chin pointing it up so she could stare into my eyes. "Ready to go moe?" Her ears went red "moe?!?!" "It's a nickname, couples often have one."

She reeled back like she received a punch so I continued "you can call me whatever you want moe~ though I'd prefer you only call me master in private" she got punched again. " your a beautiful woman mordred, I look forward to seeing our children" uppercut!!!! And she's KO'd.

I chuckled and hoisted her over my shoulders. I pulled out the map and began looking for our location. Based on the weather I'd say it's the beginning of autumn meaning the school year is starting. I looked at the lance mordred owns, it rhongomyniad or a version of it. When I talked to mordred I noticed it subtlety fluctuating meaning their is a presence in the weapon. Possibly lancer artoria.

I began marching towards civilisation so we could gain a place for tonight. The muggle money would cover a lot, practically seven years of stay in this world. After mordred awoke she began hammering my back to put her down to which I acquiesced.

During our journey we described each other's adventures. When I explained her my life story she froze. "Being a king means all that political bullshit? I would have just killed everyone with Clarent never mind poisoning people. *inhale* wait did father assume I'd turn out like the jeoffrey fellow you mentioned. I could see why he'd be worried".

After that she documented about her life being raised by Morgan followed by her trials as a knight. I bragged about how I rode a dragon to which she puffed her cheeks. "What's so good about riding an over sized gecko, merlin said he rode one". "He was an incubus, he meant an entirely different kind of riding" she froze and got punched again.

After she got up she asked "is there a merlin in this world?" I nodded and began explaining harry potter lore. "He's a government medal here? The order of merlin? Hah he was an anarchist or libertarian in my homeland. Only reason he helped was because of the contract and his like for father. Tell me more of this world".

So with that I began telling the future of this world. She complained about how weak the wizards of this world sound. Racists and pussies is the best way to describe them. Not so different from the maesters if you ask me.

I then explained about other wizarding schools "why aren't we going there jon?" "Cause you need a thing called a visa to get there, no we cant steal it. It requires paper work which we don't have and couldn't be bothered to do." "True". "Also the story is here which means we have to be here, our very presence in this world could fuck something up".

We finally made it into a town near London, I found us a bnb for the night and paid them the cash for the room. It's the late nineties so the room had a vhs player. I took mordred into the camp and showed her our room.

She saw the Harry Potter videotapes and asked if we could watch them. It was 7pm so we could watch the first two. I showed her the chest which she identified as a blood chest that only opens for the bloodline. She pricked her finger and dropped a droplet of blood causing the chest to open.

She said "oh is that my old staff? And what's with the wood, *sniff sniff* dragon blood?" I looked at the chest. Wood and a dragons material? Oh these are for a wand. I explained to mordred these may be for a wand for one of us.

"Couldn't be for me jon, this staff was made for me by my mother who was an accomplished sorceress. It helped me train in controlling my mana when I was little." As soon as she picked it the wooden staff groaned as it condensed into a wand. She just looked at it while I put a hand in her shoulder "it adapted to this world moe, it'll help us survive here".

She just turned to me "you have a very adaptive mindset". "A wise man once taught me "improvise, adapt, overcome"". "Did Mance raider teach you that?" "No a man named bear grylls did". "That's a strong sounding name!" "He wasn't strong, more tough to kill". "Hmph bears aren't tough to kill" "only you think that moe"

I inspected the wood, it's weirwood?!?! I touched it and was reminded of Winterfell. I reached for the dragon material and found its presence to be similar to Drogon! "Tomorrow we'll head to diagonal alley and I'll get this made into a wand ok!" "Sure now let's start the movie".

We returned to the real world and loaded in the first tape. I explained to mordred how this worlds technology works. She's a fast learner, being raised among geniuses certainly helps ones mind mature.

During the first movie she complained about how weak Harry was so I explained his circumstances and what mental conditioning was. Then she complained about how obnoxious hermione was so I explained how that's how she's trying to make friends in a society she knows little about. Then she complained about Ron, I stayed silent.

After the first movie she practically begged me to start the second. The soundtrack blew her away, I should really find a way to get my hands on the fate soundtracks for her. So after we watched chamber of secrets and mordred got hyped to fight a basilisk but I warned her that it would fuck plot up we went to bed excited for tomorrow.