First time writing game of thrones, had a dream about this and wanted to do this, just wanna see how the first chapter does, if bad I wont update, if good I will.
Disclaimer: I dont own game of thrones, sunday episode would have never of happened, I do own Brook Walters and Taylor Evans.
pleas enjoy.
A young woman groaned as she pushed the soft blankets off of her body, she slammed her hand down the alarm seeing that the time was 10:45 am, she then moved from the bed as she groaned knowing she'd be late. She walked into the bathroom and after a quick shower she left the door to meet her friend. She tilted her head once she sat in the car then let her shoulders sag. "Who are you kidding" she muttered as she pulled out of her drive way she slammed her breaks on seeing a black cat sitting in her part of the drive way. "Come on you stupid cat I'm going to be late, do you want to get hit". She laid her horn on then gasped as it sauntered away though the thing that freaked her out the most was it was staring directly at her as it moved away. She shook her head directing the strange feeling off from still being tired and drove off to meet her closest friend.
She then drove up to the familiar café and parked the car, closing the door to her impala she smiled nodding at her. She saw her friend roll her eyes but grin as she nudged her lightly. "Way to be late Brooke..trying to sleep the whole day away? Maybe it's the blonde hair." She teased as the too walked together.
Brooke laughed as she eyed her friend. Once they got their coffee and sat down she leant forward. "Well Taylor every brunet needs a blonde best friend." She said and nodded to her friend's dark hair that was nicely cut in to a cute pixie style. Taylor smiled then titled her head ."So why are you really late?" the friend asked.
Brooke sighed as she ran her fingers threw her wavy blonde hair as she heaved out a sigh. "Long shift at the hospital…should have seen the mess that happened though we saved the people, and then when I woke up and got into my car and as I look at the drive away from my apartment this black cat just sat in front of my car, it just stared at me…I mean it would not move…so I honked my horn. Then it walks away still looking at me…I don't know" she ruffled her hair up as Taylor giggled behind her hand.
"Well Brooke, know what they say about black cats." She winked the two laughed and started to chat.
Brooke parked her car and got out, from the little light she could see a small figure standing under the lap she was going to see what it was but checked her watch. "Shit…Game Of Thrones is on." She ran up to her apartment and fumbled with the keys, throwing her thin night gown she grinned and cuddled up to the couch to put her favorite show on.
She frowned and turned the TV off she shook her head and made her way to the bed. Collapsing on it she couldn't remove the frown from her face and groaned. "Thanks for such a depressing episode." She shook her head then closed her eyes for some needed rest. It was not an hour later till she hear a scratching and hissing outside, hoping it would go away she pulled the pillow tighter over her head. Though it wouldn't stop, with a groan she pulled her robe on and slipped on her sandals. Making her way out side she saw the cat sitting on the porch. "Shoo go home" she whispered, though she knew it couldn't be anyone's in the apartments since you couldn't have pets so she pushed it off as a stray. "I don't have anything." She shooed it again but gasped seeing it run out into the road. "No…not…in the road…move" Brook followed it seeing as the black cat seemed content on just sitting in the road. She shook her head then picked it up as it started to purr. "What is wrong with you…wanna get run over…if you just sit in the road you will get hit…I guess you can spend the night, then you are gone tomorrow.!" She started to walk back in but saw blinding lights, the next she felt was searing pain then darkness.
Brooke groaned and looked around seeing nothing but green; she paled as the black cat sat by her. "Oh god, oh god am I dead…this is all you fault" she exclaimed to the cat pointing a finger at it as said cat looked up at her with a look saying. 'I never told you to come out in the road for me'. She blinked seeing tree's around her. "Trees…grass…since when did the road have this" she muttered though tensed hearing horse's and voices getting closer. Her eyes went wide seeing who it was on the horses, she didn't believe this, nor did she believe that they were coming straight towards her.