It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.
-Henry Rollins.
How could it end like this! Lured by false claims of his uncle Benjen return, yet only to find a sign with with the words 'Traitor' written on it.
For him to turn and feel blade after blade stab him, each stab followed with 'For the watch' each time. Yet even through the pain. What truly hurt the most was the betrayal of his sworn brothers.
'Wh-why.. I can't …' He were his last thoughts before darkness claimed him. Jon Snow, The 998th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, died on the snow covered ground of the courtyard of Castle Black.
"Power is what you need, child." A deep echo of a voice could be heard. "You have skill, yet it matters not, When you lack power."
"Who's there!?" Jon asked. He was confused, one moment he was in the courtyard dieing and the next he's somewhere that's completely dark.
"Someone that can give you life and awaken the power that lays dormant within you." The voice replied with no hint of emotion. "Jon Snow, you have King's blood flowing through you, yet that's the only thing that's hidden with."
This confused him, "Can you answer me, where I am first!". If this was the afterlife he had to know, "How do you know my name!?" He asked.
"You, child, are dead. Or more like you're body is. You, the soul, are not yet crossed over just yet. We are in the void." The voice replied back. Yet when he spoke next it was with a bit of urgency with its voice, "We do not have the time for questions. As I first said, I can awaken the power that's been hidden in from the world of living for eons."
He's breath caught in his throat, eyes wide open. "I'm dead.. they really killed me.." He said with anger starting to slip in. Jon took a calming breath before asking, "If I accept this, deal or whatever it is you're offering me. I return back alive and not as a wight?"
"Yes."
"Than I accept."
"Good." It gave a small pause before saying, "Know this, the power you will return with is not to be taken lightly. You will feel pain like none before when you do." For some reason Jon felt as if this 'God' was smirking down at him now.
"Pain, I already felt it when I was betrayed!" Jon gave a small hiss of anger. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, "When will you send me back?"
"Now."
"Wai-" He felt a strong pull, as of something grabbed a hold of him. Yet it was his eyes that truly felt pain. The feeling was so great, he thought his eyes were on fire. "AHHH!" before he vanished.
"The eyes, even if newly activated, are powerful." It said, before two glowing red orbs with with with three rings and on each ring were three tomoe spinning slowly. "Show the world the power of the… Sharingan!"
Author Notes: So yeah, first ever story, if ya haven't guessed. I've always wanted to see a (OP)Jon Snow and more or less with the Sharingan lol If I do make another chapter, it'll be twice this size, after all, this was more like an intro. If I do keep writing chapters will at least be 5k to 6k per chapter.
Either read and review, flames are definitely welcomed.
Peace!
