Chatper 6.

After some time pass word has spread of what happened on the mountain peak. Cregan forbid anyone from entering the mountain or they will be put to death without question. Many whispers happen behind house starks back, some are good but many are bad. They speak about House stark are descendent of hela the goddess of Niflheim and the hot springs that came from the peak. Many came from all around the land to see for there very eyes to see if true. With the amount of people came king cregan welcome them to his growing kingdom.

The lands around the Starks kingdom heard about mountain and the Starks line, many of the petty kings eyed the Starks kingdom. They knew if they wanted the Starks lands they would have to grow strong also. So came the fallowing winters war spread across the north, expanding there lands, some fall into ashes whiles some kneel to survive.

-time skip 2 years-

Cregan watches his son Brandon training with an wooden axe on a wheat dummy. Slashing and swinging away. He smiles and watches his son he looks up and hopes hela sees what their son is growing up to bed.

Brandon stops what he's doing and looks for the person that is watching him. He sees his father with a smile on his face, he puts away his axe and runs to his father with a smile on his face. Cregan can see his sons grey eyes, looks like his mother when he truly seen her.

"Father." He says with excitement in his voice. "Did you see that." "Yes I did son.. come we must go for a ride." Brandon had a look of confusion on his face. "Why." "We found broken men in our northern border."

Brandon's face fell slightly but he nodded and move toward the stable were we have our horses. Big guys, Brandon's has a white stallion, with some grey spots. Guards assemble around the courtyard around a dozen or so wearing the stark symbol on their chest. Grey on their cape, spears on their sides and shields on the other sides. We made our way through the village the was every expanding thanks to the hot springs. Winter is upon us as the trees change their colour and the winds get colder.

We travelled a bit aways from the village over two feilds away to be exact. Brandon can see stones patoding from the ground forming a circle and in the center there was a stone with old blood on it. Brandon with wide eyes look at his father, cregan didn't look back but forward. A group of Stark men are around 5 men that are on there knees, cuts and bruises on their body the clothes on them are ripped and falling apart.

-pov change Brandon-

I watch my father get off his horse and I followed suit and gave my rains to one of the Stark men. I walk with my father toward the executioners block, I can see the people that are on their knees. Big face, black eye, cuts on their body. I can see the disgust coming off the Stark men around them. I watch my father stand before them and they are shacking, weeping for mercy. In my fathers eye i can only see and cold hatedred that is calm as a winters day.

I see my father on sheaths his blade on his waist and bring it up to his chest. His words speak cold as ice.

Cregan: "speak now mayhaps the gods will be merciful. I Cregan of house stark. King in the north, king of the three rivers, sentence you to die."

The first one on the block was crying begging for mercy. I can tell this is a test from my father but what kind I do not know. I can only watch on from a distance. My heart is racing I can feel my heart beat and it's beating fast, this is my first time seeing someone die. I try and put on a indifferent look on but it is hard, I feel like I am going to throw up, i take a big gulp as I see my father raise his blade. In one swift motion he cuts the person head off, the man's head has a fearful look on his face. The men move the body and bring the other person to the block.

After watching five men die I felt different after the four beheading, blood flowed like a river over the four bodies. The fresh ones the blood squirted out the neck, in some of the men's faces you can see them blink which is creepy. I can see my father walk towards me. He speaks in a gentle tone after beheading those men.

"Do you understand why i had to do it. Son." I look up to to and thought for a second. "Our way is the old way." I can see my a proud look on his face. "aye, my father said it like this and hope you pass it to your son. The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would talk a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do it, than perhaps the man not deserve to die."

I look up at my father and nod in understanding, it's a good word to go by. Better in this freezing land I call home. We saddle up our horses and make our way back with more men this time. I look around the surrounding and see the land that I will rule one day and it's frightening. So many people look to you for guidance and protection, I know I won't be ready when I take up the crown. During the way back I think about the many changes I could bring in this world.

Soap I can make and almost all of the delicious dishes I came make thanks to the lock down back in my old world. When lock down you watch a lot of nature, food and building material to pass the time. I just have to write them down before I forget. And since I am in the Viking tv show I'll write down the plot and hope it doesn't change for the most part.

Thanks to the mountain in the northwest I can picture and outline of a castle I want to make. But I can't do anything so I carved it into a stone slab I found. It will have three layers to it and it will be carved out the mountain and I know just the mountain.

When we got back I ask father about our ancestors which he took me into his room to reveal paper. Yes paper but in scrolls form. He pulled out one from the founder of house stark. Hugh Stark the raider. He let raids to a land beyond the den lands to the open sea to the north and land to the south. He raided villages and two cities in his time and brought back many thing. That help the foundation of the kingdom. Next was Alaric Stark the flying crow, he tamed crows and showed to to many jarls, kings. Under his rule he fought to keep his land intact from the king to the south and east.

I ask father if I can take some papers to make recipes, for food, armor, crop rotation, and cranes thanks to the knowledge of my old world. Many things I have to keep hidden in order to help us.

-timeskip 2 more years- pov change 3rd person.

Over the past winters Brandon been giving his father some of his scrolls to look at, many were implanted right away. Brandon turn nine in the past spring and grown into a big boy at the age of nine. Taller than the boys his age and a bit strong than them, lastly he's been eyeing the black smith shop. When he goes it and watch, he looks at the hammer and chisel that's on the bench. The smiths notice this and gave the young prince the hammer, Brandon gladly took it without hesitation.

When he grab the hammer the smithing area had a gust of wind the blown the wooden windows open. The blacksmith back away while the guards assigned to him notice the wind. They ran in right way with there axes drawn only to see Brandon beside the bench with wind blowing around him. One ran to the king to tell what happen while the other made his way to the prince, checking if he's ok.

Meanwhile Brandon was processing every information he got, he stumble backward but caught him self. After a couple seconds he managed to get back to his normal self and left with a headache. After some time the king, cregan came in with a worried face but that quickly went away when he sees Brandon. Cregan takes notice the hammer and gisele in his hand and his face light up, he knees what to come now. Odin foretold what would happen.

Cregan knelt infront of his son and put both of his hands on Brandon's shoulders and spoke. "Son. Odin foretold when you grab a hammer and gisele that Odin will send people to help." Brandon look at his father with wide eyes and mouth open. "The bifröst will open once again." He said with a thrilled voice.

Than put of know where a loud horn can be heard all around the village everyone look around, not finding who blow the horn. Meanwhile cregan and Brandon came out of the blacksmith area and went out to the courtyard. Both father and son look around till they seen it in the sky. The clouds were pushed away from an unimaginable force and they see it. The aray of colours descending from the sky making the whole area once cloudy turn to a beautiful summer day.

The bifröst came crashing down on the north side of the village near the main hall. It made a big gust of wind that blow dirt and leafs in the air. Everyone in the village made there way toward the bifröst and it's aray of colour never seen before. Than they came out dwarves and giants, the dwarves ranging from half a man's height or small as a three winters child. And the giants taller than most trees, the smallest is 10ft. Everyone took steps back including the guards but not father and son both stood still and waited for them to all come out.

As more and more came out everyone look at their king and prince not flinching from there spot. Just standing there as nothing happening. The dwarves and giants look around and see the people before them many had scared and shocked look on their faces. Than they see the father and son standing there with different expressions, the son had a excited face while the father has a greatful look.

Both gaint and dwarves races started walk towards the humans. Many people took steps back but not the guards though they stood there ground, legs shaking but standing still. Brandon with his head look at the dwarves and giant with fascination in his eyes. Brandon step forth and everyone look at him like he grew a second head. He stood infront of them and held out his hand for a shack.

"Hello… my name Brandon stark prince of the winters hall, what's your

The giants and dwarves look at one another and laugh at the straight forward kid, they both can see a bit of the winter goddes in him. The hair and the eyes are more prominent in him as they were in her.

The giant step forward and knelt infront of him, he can see the guards grab hilts and draw them swords but cregan stop them. He smiled at that even though it was not necessary.

"They call me king Laufey, king of the jotunheims." While making a fist and hits his chest.

The dwarf step forward and did that same with his chest and spoke. "They call me Rich burley first king of the dwarves. (Tired searching but he came up, sorry if I get it wrong) Cregan step forward to and fallowed both races is greeting, he made a fist and hit his chest. "I'm Cregan stark king in the north." They acknowledge each other.

-timeskip 1 moon- =1 month

Brandon didn't hesitate to learn about the dwarves hsitory and deal that Odin grant them if they help. Runes and the architecture of the dwarves, there metal shaping, mining, jewel work, and smithing. When word got out that dwarves and giants are at Winters hall, many kings and queens came but sent a raven asking if they can come see. Many raven were accepted but few were not, those that were not swore to take revenge for not coming. Cregan didn't mind them knowing that they were to small to do anything but he didn't forget there names.

Man, dwarves, giants are working hard on the mountain before, the young prince has a great ambition on making something his home. They started carving out the mountain before them were the hot springs were. They started from the bottom making there way up, with the giants and drawers help they got some parts done. The carving of the entrance of the capital of the north. The dwarves showed men how to move giant boulders and to carved out the rock. Every detail on breaking and mending to the rock to there will which is hard but awarding.

The village began to expand more by every day knowing there's a place that can keep them warm throughout the coldest winter. Many are thankful to the Starks for letting them in with open arms, many thought the were going to be pushed away but they were not. Some even shed tears and thanks them. With more people coming cregan began to recuit more people for protecting Winters hall and it's people.

-timeskip 3 moons-

The people in winter's village knew that winters upon them. Thanks to Brandon's crop rotation it greatly improved our food and added runes on the farm lands to make sure they don't distroy the land. But people knew war is upon once again, many of the petty kings are expanding their hold on the land. Cregan didn't mind it but notice a thread from the upper part of the river. A king was expanding fast an large maybe half the size of the Winter kingdom. He knew he has to do something sooner or later, for his sons sake. His army expanded to 8 to 9 thousand strong.

Cregan is sitting with his builders and stonemasons on the update on his sons work. Many praised the young prince for the capital that he was making, he showed he's design for the walls. The frost outer wall with be 80ft high, the second 130ft, third 180ft and last 210ft, all with be carved out the mountain where Odin left his mark. It's all thanks to the dwarves and giants calculations the mountain is perfect for the prince's design.from wall to wall it it will be 120 yards for the first wall, the second 90, third 70 yards. And the final will be where the stark castle will be on top of the mountain. From cliff to the entrance to Starks hidden world, it's about 120 yards long and 120 wide. When cregan first seen his son drawing he was shock and said it was impossible but thanks to the giants and dwarves it's possible. The roads and sewer system were map out everything will be place where it works.

-timeskip one year-

It's been one year when the giants and dwarves came. Everything change around Winters village and Winters hall, not made of wood but stone now. The giants and dwarves taught men many things but they were selected and swore to Odin that no knowledge with leave Stark lands. If they do there line will be cursed and that union was blessed by Odin, Frigg. Everyone knew what would happen when they go against the gods blessing.

Brandon grown up 10 winters old, working hard on the mountain before him. A couple of sections/wallls were done this past winter(1year) thanks to the dwarves crane they move big boulders that would be impossible but now it's not. They moved each rock to a pile to use later ranging from giant to small rocks. The wall is coming along nicely and the dwarves showed them how to carve runes into the wall to make them strong and last.

Brandon had a sad look on his face when his father told him he's heading off the war. He was scared for his father thinking he won't see him again, he knew it was a normal fear for anyone to have. One of the dwarves the Brandon befriended came to sit next to him. It was the dwarf king son thorin he was in his early twenties. "What's wrong my friend."

Brandon spoke with a sombur tone. "My father going off to war." Thorin nodded and understood his young friend. "I tried to talk to my father but he said he couldn't by the old laws we can't… I am sorry." He gently put his hand on his friend shoulders "I know it was not part of the deal with Odin." "You knew." He said with surprise. Brandon chuckle and looks at thorin."Yes my mother visits me in my dreams, she told me what's about to happen and Odin deal. Thanks for trying truly I am. I just have to believe my father will win and come home. I prey to Odin or my grandfather now to protect him and ask mother to watch over him."

Thorin doesn't say anything and just sits there, they stayed there looking over the construction of the capital. Hammer and chisel carving and hitting the mountain below them. People, giants and dwarves walking side by side like never before. After some time Brandon and Thorin made there way down the mountain.

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Sorry just found out I been saying odins wife name wrong. Frigg is her name apologize for the mixup. Sorry if it feels like a filler chapter but that's how it's going to be for a bit but not long. Expect times skips.

I got a question do you guys want a chapter dedicated to the future in modern time. Seeing how house Stark shape history. Example: "A professor in _____ college history is in his class teaching about the founding of house Stark. He shows pictures of the cravings of dwarves and giants. The past of house Stark and it's accomplishments and failures. Best and worst times I. There brutal history….." a small glimps but than again I'm not trying to spoil anything for now. But yeah would you guys want that or no just stick to Brandon's story and the Vikings time.

Talking = "hello there"

Thinking= 'hello there'

Gestures= *fist in the air*, *nods*, *ting*, *steel hitting steel*

Timeskip= - -

Yelling= "AAHHHHH"

Moans= ~ah~