From the elemental nations to Westeros

Chapter 4: Tourney(short)



Harry stood beside the king, their eyes locked on Pyke. The waves crashing against the stony shores. They had been sieging the castle for a week now and Robert grew impatient.

"Say… Is there any way for you to open those bloody gates, so that we can get in already and crush some ironborn skulls" asked Robert, his eyes not leaving the castle for even a moment.

Harry chuckled, he had been waiting for this, "absolutely, I will get in by midnight and have the gates open by morning break, then you can have your battle"

"hahaha, I like you! I will reward you handsomely for this!", Robert laughed, imagining the death of those squid cunts. He couldn't wait for the opportunity to crush them beneath his warhammer, "How about a drink to gather your courage?"

Harry smirked, "I won't say no to that", he came to love the westerosi alcohol, it was sweet and rich in taste, it warmed you from the inside.

In the night, Harry ran across the water and up the walls. The guards couldn't see him, clouded in darkness but he could see them just fine, thanks to his sharingan. He reached the top of the walls fast and threw two kunai, one at each of the guards patrolling the walls. They fell down, into the sea, the sounds masked by the roaring of the waves meeting stone. Harry continued this action, killing all the ironborn on patrol as he moved from castle to castle. When he finally arrived at the main keep, he snuck through it, checking room by room. He left the thralls and the warriors alone -Robert needed someone to fight after all- but when he found the Lords and Ladies, he slit their throats. They died without ever waking up. By the time he had killed almost half the lords and ladies of the iron isles, he found the greyjoys. He debated whether to kill them or not. At first, he thought the world would be better without them and that might be true with Balon but he wasn't sure about the children… they could still be helped. Yes, he would keep the children alive but there was no hope for Balon, so, he slit his throat and -without ever waking them- took the greyjoy siblings, Asha and Theon, to the gates, where he opened them and ran on the water back to the king's ship. The king was ready, warhammer in hand.

"It is done, Balon is dead, I have his children and you can storm the castle, your grace"

"Couldn't have left the squid king for me?", he seemed annoyed but refocused, charging at the gate, "Ours is the Fury!"

His soldiers followed him in. He had woken all of them up in preparation. It was a bloodbath, hundreds dead, fighters as well as thralls, Robert Baratheon only saw enemies. Harry couldn't help but grimace. He had thought that the thralls could be freed but their king had a different Idea, it seemed. Daenerys would never have slaughtered the thralls… more reasons to sponsor her. He was sure she wouldn't go mad, as she had done in the end of the show, that was a bummer of an ending… dumb writers…

Anyways, he returned not even an hour later, with the entirety of Pyke wiped out, save the children. The king didn't kill them and for that, Harry was thankful. He held a meeting in Pyke later that day, sitting on their oh-so precious seastone chair, "This foolish rebellion is over. Let this be a guiding example of what happens to traitors! The 'king' of the iron islands is dead, as is half the nobles of the iron islands. Our swift and overwhelming victory is thanks to one man. Had he not been here, we would've waisted way more resources and time. All tactics known to men could not have made this much of a difference in this war. He was the reason we could storm Pyke after only a week, a feat unheard of in living history. It is as if we had a dragon amongst us. Step forward, Harry from beyond the sunset sea"

Harry bowed his head and approached, kneeling in front of the king, "Your grace"

"Yes, yes, stand up you fool. It has come the time to hand out rewards and for your bravery in battle and your hand in ending this rebellion, I name you lord of Sea Dragon Point. Raise, Lord Harry. We will have a tourney to celebrate our victory and by the end of it, you can announce your sigil, words and new name", Robert smiled brightly, not noticing the glares he got from Tywin. The old lion wanted him in the westerlands, not the north but Harry was more than happy with this arrangement. He didn't like Tywin, for all he did to Tyrion and even his wife… it was disgraceful. He wouldn't have liked to call him his liege lord. Eddard Stark on the other hand was a respectable, if naive, man.

The king continued to reward those who have been loyal to him. He sent Theon to be fostered by the starks, Asha by the Tully's and set in place lords and ladies loyal to him to run the iron isles until the heirs came of age, since Harry had killed most of the lords and ladies. Harry wished with all his heart that this would teach the young lordlings to be to forsake their reaving days but he could only hope, only time would tell.

The very next day, the fleet sailed towards Casterly Rock, where preparations were made for a tourney. It took a good week for the tourney to get ready. Plenty of time to think about his new house. When the tourney came, Harry decided to enter the melee. The joust was… fine, nothing too spectacular but the melee… he knew instantly why melee's were popular. The fight was intoxicating, he cut down knight after knight and eventually, was faced with Thoros of Myr. His blade shone with green flames from the wildfire he used to coat it. Well, if he could use wildfire, Harry could use jutsu… he weaved some signs, "Water release, water dragon!"

A watery dragon sprang from his throat and crashed into Thoros, knocking him off his feet. It then turned and knocked all other participants off their feet as well. They were unconscious from the heavy hit and Harry was crowned the victor. His prize? 5 thousand gold dragons, not too shabby…

The archery contest was won by some random knight, whom he didn't even remember the name of and eventually, the crowd gathered to watch Robert raise Harry into nobility, "Rise Harry, lord of sea dragon point and proclaim your new house"

"My house will be known from this day onwards as house Tensei, our sigil, a red phoenix on a blue field and our words, 'we rise again'", he spoke loud and clear. He had chosen his house to remember his reincarnation. Tensei meant reincarnation, the phoenix was a beast reborn from its own ashes and the words were self explanatory.

"Do you swear to follow your liege lord, Eddard Stark, to protect his lands and carry out my justice?", Robert asked, "Do you swear loyalty to the crown and it's rightful King? To serve me and my successors?"

"I do"

"Then from now on, you are Lord Harry Tensei of sea dragon point"

Harry smiled and spoke, "You honor me, your grace"

The crowd cheered as Harry walked over to the noblemen and sat amongst them. Previously, he had to sit with the commoners but now, now he was a lord. Eddard Stark nodded at him and he nodded back.


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