(3 months later)
Daemon finally sat down on his bed, another day of nothing but waiting to see what may happen, the Hand had gathered an army outside of Duskendale and demanded the release of the King. Something that wasn't going to happen. Daemon was starting to believe they nothing might save the King and that he was destined to die.
However he is brought out of these thoughts by Ser Barristan, his constant companion for the months they had spent outside of Duskendale "Lad, I've just heard that Lord Tywin means to storm the city at dawn if he does so then the King will no doubt be executed"
Daemon frowned at his words "What are we going to do" he asked as he assumed Barristan had a plan.
Barristan smiled, he could always count on Daemon to go along with a plan no matter how dangerous it was "We sneak in through the city and free the king, we'd be able to force our way through normally with our combined strength but they have the King hostage and while I could take any aura user they throw at me Symon Hollard is an extremely talented user, and by that I mean he has potential to be a Kingsguard"
Daemon nodded his head in understanding, when fighting someone who was of equal strength it took all your concentration, Barristan wouldn't be able to fight him and everyone else at the same time, and Daemon wasn't sure how strong he was about the garrison. However, hopefully, none of that mattered as they would sneak in and free the king then sneak out.
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Barristan and Daemon had just scaled the walls, they were lucky that it was a new moon tonight otherwise they might've been in full view of anyone that was posted in the guard towers. It was at this moment that Daemon was glad for the punishment training that the King had given him with the tree, holding that tree and using aura to climb up the wall was the same concept and it make scaling it much easier.
They both wore dark clothes as they used 'Suppression and tried to blend into the shadows, they had their swords sheathed and in place of them had small daggers coated in a sharp aura, they had to slit the throats of numerous guards on their way to the keep.
As they approved the keep they noticed that the least populated entrance was the main one, all the others had too many guards posted or lots of guards around the area. Barristan didn't feel good about this but he didn't have much of a choice, he couldn't use 'Scout' because any aura user would feel him from a mile away. The only choice he had left was to go down there and hope it wasn't a trap.
However neither of them had such luck as they approached the main entrance they were in an open courtyard and who else but Symon Hollard should appear in front of them with a sword hanging over his shoulder "Well well... another Kingsguard, mayhaps I can go for a second one though I do hope you can put up a better fight than the one before he was incredibly weak"
Barristan leans close to Daemon "When we clash I want you to run past him and into the cells to free the King, you need to do it now or we'll get swarmed" he said in a stern voice. Daemon could do nothing but nod his head as he started to see people appearing from the surrounding buildings, he knew that some of them were aura users by the energy surrounding them and the smug looks they had on their faces.
"NOW LAD!!!" Barristan shouted as he rushed forward to Symon and clashed his sword against the other man's, their auras exploded as they clashed, Daemon was close behind and jumped over the two men before shoving two guards out of the way and heading inside the keep.
Barristan shifted their position so that he was in front of the main entrance blocking the men from chasing after Daemon "My apologises but your fight is with me, now since there are so many of you why don't I introduce you to my aura ability" he said with a smirk on his face.
'The Bold'
Not entirely a manipulation technique, the only reason it can be called such is when he uses it he's unable to be affected by other 'Manipulator Type' aura users. This ability gives Barristan a boost in aura and power when he faces insurmountable odds, however, should he waver or have thoughts of running away his aura will collapse and he'll enter a state of 'Suppression' a harsh restriction, however, Barristan has never run.
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Daemon ran through the keep looking for stairs he was enhancing his body with aura so he could run faster and search the keep faster, more than a few times he had to knock out or injure a guard or servant, he was lucky that he hadn't run into any aura users, him and Barristan didn't have enough time to face them, even the commotion in the courtyard will eventually bring the whole garrison running.
He didn't know how strong Lord Darklyn was but it's fair to assume he is relatively strong, otherwise he might've been killed and usurped by a family member. Though the faith discourages kinslaying it doesn't change how often it happens. Daemon finally reaches a gate that seemed to go downstairs to a dungeon, flaring his aura he rips the door off its hinges and throws it behind him, he then heads down into the dark dungeon.
Daemon grabs a torch from the wall and walks through the dungeon it goes from dark to pitch black the further down you go and as he goes he can hear the laughing of someone further down, he follows the laughter but it puts him on edge. It doesn't seem like the laughter you'd have when you found something amusing, but the laughter that seemed completely broken and manic.
He then came upon the king's form in a cell right at the back; he wore rags and his skin was scarred, there wasn't a single spot on the king that didn't have a scar from a burn, Daemon thought that this was what Lord Darklyn had done but then he remembered something Rhaella told him, he was curious as to why the King showed no injury from Summerhall and she told him.
"He's the most injured out of all the survivors, he hides behind a fake picture that projects the image of a King and not a monster"
At the time Daemon didn't know what she meant but now he thinks he does 'Uncle told me magic was capable of hiding your true face' he thought to himself.
He got closer to the cell and saw the King look up his laughter stop as he narrowed his eyes at the perceived intruder "You! You have a good colouring to you, that's something I need in my new kingdom" he said with a smile.
Daemon felt worried "Your grace, don't you recognise me, it's me Daemon your squire" he said softly as he knelt at the bars.
The King chuckled "Daemon died 13 years ago I saw him die myself, and he certainly wasn't my squire he saved me from the creatures of the dark"
Daemon couldn't help but be confused but shook it off, he needed to get the king out of here, he flared his aura and he ripped the door open, he saw that the king had on these black glass cuffs he brought his sword out "Your grace hold still while I free you" he said.
However the king looked wary at the stranger who had come from the dark holding sweet promises, however, he had no choice as Daemon swung his sword and broke both cuffs with one swing of the Valyrian steel sword. As the glass shattered onto the ground the king could feel a rush of energy, he looked at his hands as he flared his aura, Daemon felt like he was choking as his aura 'Enhance' spread across his entire cell.
"That is better... Daemon you did your duty well, now let us leave" The king said in an unnaturally calm voice.
They both walked out of the cell the King not moving far behind him however two knights blocked their path as they came out of the dungeons, but before they could even say anything the King had grabbed them both by the throat and used his aura to set them both on fire, they both wiggled around as they tried to escape from the King's iron grip "hahahaaha" the king chuckled lightly watching the flesh burn off their skin.
Daemon felt like he was going to be sick, he just saw both man's eyeballs burst from their sockets and the king sat there and watched every detail, as they died the king threw them both onto the floor with a bored expression, as if his toys had broken "Let's leave" he said simply and Daemon could do nothing but obey.
They got to the main entrance where a battered and bruised Barristan still stood his ground in the face of the entire garrison, Symon Hollard looked a lot worse for wear as he was missing an arm. But even more curious was Lord Darklyn who had appeared on the battlefield though where he was previously Daemon didn't know.
Everyone held their breath as they saw the King who walked to the centre of the field between each group "You have all committed treason against the King!" He shouted for all to hear
Barristans eyes widened and then his aura collapsed, for the first time since he had the ability he wanted to run away and it punished him for this he looked at Daemon "Lad we need to leave right now!!!" His voice was desperate and he had a horrified look on his face.
"Surely we have won, haven't we? Why would we need to"
'Kings Justice'
Like a whisper on the wind, the words invaded his ears, the entire castle and city were silent until an earth-shaking roar almost shattered the ground they walked on, the King's Aura grew to an immense size and then all of his aura turned green before forming into what looked like a large dragon made out of wildfire, Daemon felt horrified looking at the creature but was knocked out of his thoughts by Barristan grabbing his arm and running.
Daemon refocused and flared his aura grabbing Barristan and jumping onto the buildings, it was a good thing he did as the dragon let out a roar and with that roar came flames as it breathed fire all across the courtyard turning everyone there into ash, but the King didn't stop with the death of Lord Darkyln, as far as he was concerned everyone in Duskendale was a traitor and they would all receive the King's justice.
The King rode atop the dragon like a true Targaryen of old as he burned down all the buildings, all Daemon could hear was the screaming of men women and children as fire engulfed the entire city at one point there was a large explosion the force of which h Barristan and Daemon out of the air as they tried to jump to safety. They were now separated as Daemon ran through the streets, he had to watch children being turned into nothing but bloody puddles and even a woman who was pregnant, he tried to save someone, anyone just one person but none could escape the King's justice and by the time he reached the external wall of the city, everyone but him and Barristan was dead.
Daemon threw up over the wall as he couldn't stop himself from crying, he was responsible for this, why did he set the king free, why didn't he execute him right there?
He chuckled darkly at himself 'What a way to spend my 14th name day'
(AN: So a time skip will be after this no point showing you his life at kings landing over loads of chapters so time skip will occur but I will explain what's happened over the years though. But we are getting close to the end of the first volume and into Roberts rebellion)
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