The Blackfyre’s Plan IV

(Third Person POV)

[Winterfell, The North, Days After King's Landing Insurgency]

"Curses!!" Rhaegar slammed his fist on the table, "What do you mean?!"

Maester Luwin looked at Eddard Stark who sat next to the King, "Y- Your grace, Im sorry but that's what happened…" he said as his eyes shifted to Rhaegar, "A letter was sent from King's Landing, The Pretender has seizes the city. As far as we know, your family has not been harmed. And by the looks of it, the city is being kept safe but under strict control."

Rhaegar clenched his fists and looked down, "Not again…."

"You can fly back, Rhaegar." Ned said, "Robert and I will handle this. We'll send word to Dorne and ask for Rhaegon."

"It cannot be done." Rhaegar said wirh a frustrated sigh, "Something is forcing Arraxes back. It's as if he does not wish to leave the North, no matter how much I try."

"Strange towers have been spotted near the Neck in the Riverlands. Thousands of the Pretender's forces have clashed against House Tully and House Arryn." The maester said. "Something is wrong."

"Robert is currently fighting in the eastern front. No sign of the dragon the enemy has." Ned said, "This is a full out war, Your Grace. We have to find a way to take back King's Landing and defeat our enemies here as well."

Rhaegar looked at the table, "Something is definitely wrong…." He said, "I shouldn't have come here…"

"You didn't do anything foolish, Your Grace." Ned said seriously, "None of us could have foreseen the storms the hit the Realm. None of us could have foreseen any of this."

"Still, I should have prepared!" Rhaegar stood up, "I should have thought of somethinf! I….!"

Everyone present was quiet. They knew what their King meant. Nobody thought that right after he left the city, it would be immediately seized by a blindsiding assault from the Blackfyre Pretender. Valerion Blackfyre now controls King's Landing and most of the souther regions.

He had sent word to all houses in the southern regions to stay their hands or the Royal Family would be executed. And this was a perfect threat since holding royalty hostages, especially the Targaryens would mean that they had a way to counter their dragons. Which is not something they would dare to try and find out.

Rhaegar walked around the table and began to pace around. He was contemplating his next move; either try to return back or stay and fight. It was obvious he wanted to return but he was right; His dragon was repelled by some king of invisible force he had no control over.

And the Ironborn were ravaging the western front near Winterfell, which worried him. The reason he had come all this way was to quickly squash the enemy with his dragon alongside Ned Stark and Robert Baratheon but even that plan was disrupted.

He didn't know what to do, he was placed in a very difficult position to say the least. Whatever he had tried to think of, it seemed that Fate har opposite plans for it.

He sighed, "I will try to return back." He said, "Lord Stark, Ser Arthur and Ser Barristan will stay here and protect my sister. I will need to return to King's Landing at any cost."

Ned stood up, "As you wish." He said, "I wish you good fortune."

Rhaegar nodded, "Right." He said, "I know that this is not ideal."

"Do not say that. You need to return to your Family." Ned said

A servant walked up to the Maester, handing him a letter. He read it and looked at Ned who was walking around.

"A letter from Castle Black, Lord Stark." He said, "The Lord-Commander has requested aid. It appears that there had been serious waves of attacks on the Walls."

"Jon?" Ned said as he walked up to him and took the letter

Rhaegar frowned, "What is it?"

Ned read the letter and his face hardened a bit.

"Seems that Winter truly is coming…." Ned said as he looked at Rhaegar, "I must go to the Wall."

"What about the fighting?" Rhaegar asked, "Do you require me to stay?"

"No. I can command armies and quickly visit Castle Black." Ned said, "You must do what you need to, Your Grace."

Rhaegar nodded, "I am sorry, Old Friend." He said seriously

"There is nothing to be sorry about." Ned said seriously, "You are the King."

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[The Wall]

There was a sudden snowstorm that hit Castle Black, it had come from north of the wall. Snow blew hard against the Ice structure that it stuck against it like plaster.

Castle Black was covered in thick layers of snow, completely forcing everyone indoors. Even the outlook had to be fortified to shield it from the fierce wind and snow.

Inside the dining room, a hearth was lit up and trying its best to keep it warm. Everyone of the Night's Watch brothers were sitting down, shivering due to the cold. They were eating the stew that immediately turned cold no matter how hard they tried to keep warm.

Jon Snow sat at the head table, "Any word from Ser Alliser?" He asked Edd

Edd shook his head, "No-"

He was cut off by the sudden burst of the doors opening. Ser Alliser Thorne walked in followed by two other Rangers. They were all covered in thick snow as they patted off their cloaks.

"Lord Snow." He said, "Trouble arises Beyond The Wall."

Jon frowned, "What's the Report?"

"The wildling strays that Mance Rayder told us about were holed up near the Frontfangs yet again." Ser Alliser said, "And they were caught in the shitstorm once again."

"The White-Walkers?" Jon asked

"Yes." Alliser said as he walked towards the table, "But that thing is there too. It appears to be guarding something. The wildlings came across something in the ice. Its what triggered the Walkers to come out. They are much more aggressive than before."

Jon looked down, "So it begins." He said as he clenched his fists, "Mance was right. It's coming…."

"Death."

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[Dorne]

Outside the camp where the battle between the black dragons broke out. The Martell forces were still countin the dead. They had pulled aside the corpses of both Moonfyre and Drogon towards a large dune.

They had planned to pull them towards Sunspear and eventually send Moonfyre's remains to King's Landing. But as of right now, Dorne was cut off from the rest of the realm by a large barrier of storm that prevented anyone from leaving or entering.

Rhaegon Baratheon was also missing, nowhere to be found. He had flown to Sunspear with Obara to deliver Oberyn's corpse but after that, nobody knows what happened.

The Martell soldiers were looking at the dragon corpses when they spotted a gargantuan shadow in the sky.

"Look out!!!!" A soldier shouted, "D-Dragon!!!!!"

Everyone looked up to see a massive black dragon, far larger than both Morghul and Drogon combined. It had black scales like Morghul and a single glowing green eye which emitted a flame-like trail from it as it flew. Its wings were spread across the sky, casting a night-like shadow.

One would say that this dragon was nearly the same size of the old dragon of House Targaryen; Vhagar.

The Dragon let out a bone-chilling roar, so deep that it legitimately instilled fear on anyone that heard it.

It looked down and slowly descended towards the sand, aiming for the Dragon corpses. Opening its massive maw, it released thick green fumes that trailed backwards.

On that day, Dorne was graced by the presence of The Cannibal.