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[OUTSIDE THE VALE]
[Arya and the Hound approach the Vale]
"I thought it'd make me happy, but it doesn't. Not really."
"Nothing makes you happy."
"Lots of things make me happy."
"Like what?"
"Killing Polliver, killing Rorge."
Jon snorted.
Arya huffed, still angry but completely agreeing with her future self.
"So you're sad because you didn't get to kill Joffrey yourself. Is that it?"
"At least I could have been there to watch. I wanted to see the look in his eyes when he knew it was over."
"Aye, nothing in the world beats that look."
"Ned... I worry about Arya" Catelyn whispered, stealing glances at her younger daughter.
"It's war, Catelyn. War changes people. It won't happen this time" Ned assured her.
"After what she's seeing now? Can you honestly believe that?" she hissed in frustration.
He could not believe it, he himself was questioning it. But in the situation they were, what could he do?
"Let me rephrase" he took Catelyn's hand in his, "I will not allow it to happen" he paused, "but it's out of the question that Arya would follow her sister's footsteps anymore."
Catelyn snorted. She'd let go of that delusion long before.
"You protected him for most of his life. You think you could have saved him?"
"I wasn't the damn wine taster. Little shit deserved to die, but poison... poison's a woman's weapon. Men kill with steel."
Varys rolled his eyes. Such a barbaric thought, poisons were the swiftest, cleanest and the least likely to be traced back kind.
Oberyn snorted, thinking along the same lines.
"That's your stupid pride talking. It's why you'll never be a great killer. I'd have killed Joffrey with a chicken bone if I had to.
"I'd pay good money to see that."
[THE HOUND grunts and rubs his neck]
"You should have let me burn it."
"It's a fleabite."
"Doesn't look it" Gendry muttered. If anything that looked like it was getting infected.
"That Fleabite's got you walking a lot slower than you used to."
"Well, we won't have to walk too much further."
"You really think my aunt will pay for me?"
"After what happened? Bloody unlikely" Tyrion muttered.
Jaime snorted.
"Stop. The woman just got murdered."
"Only answering questions" Tyrion said with a sly grin.
[They are stopped at the BLOODY GATE]
"Who would pass the Bloody Gate?"
"The bloody Hound, Sandor Clegane. And his... travelling companion Arya Stark, niece of your lady Lysa Arryn."
"Then I offer my condolences. Lady Arryn died. Three days ago."
[Arya bursts out laughing]
"Do you think it's funny that your aunt is dead?" Catelyn asked in outrage.
"No" Arya shrugged, "but I think my future self finds it funny that the Hound is not about to get paid for all that he'd gone through to get me there" the girl explained.
Catelyn eyed her daughter critically and Arya maintained eye contact almost boredly. In the end, Catelyn sighed and let the matter drop.
Arya smirked and looked away.
Yes, she was bloody glad her aunt was dead. She Is the reason everything happened! Her and her stupid lover.
[KING'S LANDING]
[Tyrion walks out toward the arena. The Lannisters are there, and Oberyn is there getting ready for the battle. Tyrion passes him in handcuffs]
"Looks like very light armour."
"I work best when I'm not weighed down Oberyn boasted with a smirk.
"I like to move around."
"And that" the Red Viper smiled.
"You could at least wear a helmet."
"You should" Elia muttered in worry, her hand on her brother's hand in a vice grip.
"I'll be alright" Oberyn assured her with a smile, gently patting the clinging hand.
"You shouldn't drink before a fight."
"You learn this during your years in the fighting pits? I always drink before a fight."
"It could get you killed. It could get me killed."
"Today is not the day I die."
"Gods... please" Elia whispered. Her eyes widened with further fear when the Mountain entered the ring. Large and imposing, Elia was reminded of that day. She begged but the brute smashed Aegon's head into the wall and then...
Her shaking hands were taken into firmer pairs of hands. On her right was Oberyn and on her left... Doran. When had her older brother come there?
"I will be alright," Oberyn said firmly, his grip on her hand firm and comforting.
"We are here," Doran said softly, his grip equally firm and comforting.
Elia nodded softly in reply.
[PYCELLE steps forward on a platform]
"In the sight of gods and men, we gather to ascertain the guilt or innocence of this...man Tyrion Lannister. May the Mother grant them mercy. May the Father give them such justice as they deserve. And may the Warrior guide the hand of our champion...]
[Tywin speeds the process along in boredom. Horns sound to start the fight]
"Don't leave me alone in this world."
"Never."
[Oberyn kisses Ellaria before approaching his opponent. Oberyn is tossed his weapon.]
"Have they told you who I am?"
"Some dead man."
Oberyn snarled silently. He would come out of this victorious. And if not... he would not be the only one going down.
[The MOUNTAIN lunges forward as the battle begins]
"I am the brother of Elia Martell. Do you know why I have come all the way to this stinking shit-pile of a city? For you."
[OBERYN dances around while THE MOUNTAIN tries to land a hit.]
"I'm going to hear you confess before you die. You raped my sister. You murdered her. You killed her children. Say it now and we can make this quick."
[OBERYN dodges another blow]
"You're playing around with him," Doran said in distaste.
"I always do that with my opponents" Oberyn defended callously.
"This is not a normal opponent" Doran said coldly, "You need to finish him off fast."
Oberyn did not argue that... but at the same time, he wanted to hear the beast confess to the crime he'd committed.
"Say it. You raped her. You murdered her. You killed her children."
Elia's grip on her brothers' hands tightened. The more Oberyn said those words, the more she remembered the things she refused to remember, and the more she remembered the less control she had over her emotions.
[OBERYN stabs THE MOUNTAIN in the gut]
"You raped her! You murdered her!"
"Finish him already" Elia whispered, her tone almost as if she was begging.
[OBERYN charges at THE MOUNTAIN to give him one final blow]
"You killed her children!"
[Everyone looks down, surprised. Oberyn pulls his weapon out of the Mountain and starts walking around his body]
"Wait. Are you dying? No, no, no. You can't die yet."
"Finish him you fool!" Tyrion exclaimed. His life was on the line and this Dornish idiot was trying to get a confession out of the Mountain!
Oberyn scowled at the imp. Here he was saving his life and the man had the gall to call him a fool!
"You haven't confessed. Say it. Say her name. Elia Martell. You raped her. You killed her children. Elia Martell. Who gave you the order? Who gave you the order?! Say her name! You raped her! You murdered her! You killed her children. Say it. Say her name. Say it!"
"Please... just end him" Elia whispered, tears now flowing from her eyes. She did not care about whether her brother got vengeance for her or not, she just wanted this to end, for her brother to walk out of this alive.
[The Mountain trips Oberyn and grabs him in his massive hands. He punches out his teeth and gets on top of Oberyn, squeezing his head]
Elia stiffened, as had Oberyn and Doran.
Tyrion groaned, face buried in his hands. He was dead! Oberyn Martell had a clear shot and he fumbled it!
"Elia Martell. I killed her children. Then I raped her. Then I smashed her head in like this!"
[OBERYN screams before his head is caved in by THE MOUNTAIN'S hands. Ellaria screams in agony. Tyrion looks dead inside]
A sob broke out through Elia's lips.