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Chapter 2: First steps into a larger world

Jon continued to travel down the Kings Road for a full day before he encountered a major problem. As it was spring time in the north he had to contend with a decent amount of snow left on the ground and more importantly severe rain and flooding along and on the road. Already he was soaked from head to toe from both the pouring rain and from falling in the huge puddles of mud and water, he knew that if he did not find shelter soon he would freeze to death and so he pushed on. Eventually he came to a place where a creek bisected the road and the bridge that normally spanned it was almost completely flooded. As this was his first spring that he remembered Jon didn't know what to do in this dangerous situation, his father had told him, Robb, and Theon that these swollen creeks and rivers were incredibly dangerous and that they were to avoid them at all costs, but Jon saw no other option, besides he thought angrily, why should he listen to Lord Stark who had left him to be tormented by his lady wife and Theon bloody Greyjoy, and it was only a short gap from one end of the creek to the other so how dangerous could it really be? So steeling his nerves Jon gripped the hand railing of the bridge which was barely above water and began wading his way through the water to the higher ground on the other side. It was taking some time but Jon was already halfway across and going strong, before disaster struck; a massive swell of water came flowing down the creek and before Jon could brace himself he was swept along the creek and was forced to use every ounce of his energy to stay above water. By now he had entered a small gorge that would be all but impossible to get out of even if he wasn't being pulled down a creek at breakneck speeds, and then he heard a sound that would haunt him for years to come,

"JON!" It was his father yelling in a tone that betrayed an emotion Jon had never heard or seen in his father, pure terror. He looked up and saw his father practically fly off his horse as he ran to the edge of the gorge a short ways down from where Jon was now. Desperately, Jon managed to drift over to the edge and was about to grab his father's hand, they were a man's length apart…

Then an arm's length…

Their fingers brushed together, and Jon fell down below the water of another swell and flowed away from his father, by the time he had broken the surface again he had rounded a bend in the stream and his father could not be seen.

Desperately, Jon used every last bit of his strength to reach the side of the gorge and clawed for purchase on the stony wall, before finally his hand caught on a small hand hold the hand getting cut in the process which started a process that stunned Jon almost as much as when he had teleported the day before, hand and foot holds sunk into the stone wall going down below the water's surface and ending at a height of about Jon's chest if he were standing on the surface. Jon wasted no time putting his other hand in the hole followed by his legs and finally he brought his injured hand over and began to climb, to his surprise he felt better than he had since he had left Winterfell, his body felt excellent except for the cut on his hand and the fatigue he had felt throughout his ordeal was washed away. Not wanting to wait until the effect wore off he hurried up the wall and pulled himself up into what he had thought was a simple hole. Instead it was a tunnel that led into a huge cavern filled with a huge assortment of items he had never seen before in either his waking moments or his wildest dreams.

Taking up a large portion of the space on the side next to him were two bookcases, while that was hardly new to him the titles were, Jedi Path: A Manual for Students of the Force, A History of the Kashyyk System (whatever that was Jon thought to himself), Meditation for Dummies, and How to Create a Successful Work Environment by Darth Vader with foreword by E. Palpatine. Along the same wall as the bookcases were six rooms which Jon decided to check out later after he achieved his priority of finding something for his hand which was currently covered in a rag he had spotted on a table by the books, and then finding a way out of here and to the height his father was at. Suddenly Jon spotted movement on the other side of the cave, standing near an open door was a thing covered in bronze with glowing lights for eyes and even with no mouth it spoke loudly and clearly,

"Insistent Query: What is your designation, meatbag." Jon was confused by this question and responded simply, "what?" The- whatever this thing was- sighed in annoyance and began to speak slowly as if to a babe,

"Clarification: What is your name, boy?" Jon debated briefly whether he should tell the man, thing, whatever, before deciding to go all in, summoning his courage he replied.

"Jon Snow, sir." As soon as he gave his name his companion advanced toward him seeming more relaxed than before, and when he spoke next he seemed happy.

"Exclamation: Oh thank the maker, the young master has returned, but where are my manners you probably don't remember me my designation is HK-47 and my programming is optimized for protocol, interpretation, and assassination, I use all of these to serve your family." Jon eyes nearly burst out of their sockets after this explanation, and he backed away from the droid while asking it another question,

"If you serve House Stark then why have I never seen you and why are you wearing that armor?" the young boy asked hurriedly, HK-47 replied smoothly.

"Explanation: I am not wearing armor master, I am a droid this is my body; also I do not serve House Stark I serve your mother's family and have for thousands of years, when you were young your mother left this place as it is for you when you grew older, I am sorry to say that she has since expired." By the end of his explanation the droid had taken on a sad tone, but that was nothing compared to what Jon felt, finally he was on the verge of discovering the identity of his mother only to find out that he would never meet her, tears welled up in his eyes and he looked at HK-47 who was now the link to his mother, to his past, that he had always wanted. He cleared his throat and asked the question that up until now he had expected to only ask his father,

"What can you tell me about my mother?" HK-47 responded with the smooth voice Jon would eventually associate with many humorous or disturbing moments,

"Deflection: Master I can only tell you the bare facts about your mother, Satele Marek, and I will gladly tell them but there are better people to talk with you about her." Jon grew irritated with the droid now, didn't he know that he was Jon's only link to his mother, his normally calm nature washed away and he yelled at his companion,

"Who can I talk to about her HK-47, the only person I know who knew her is my father but he won't talk about her, I've tried it, I don't have anyone who will tell me, don't you get it?" Before he could continue with his rant a new voice entered the conversation,

"You're wrong Little One." The speaker was a man who appeared older than Jon's father and who had a scar running down his head from his right temple to the right side of his jaw, he wore black black breeches and a grey tunic. His boots were also black, and made of sturdy leather, finally, there was his black belt with more things that Jon couldn't understand including two pieces of metal that were as long as sword grips. He was leaning against a table set in the middle of the cave and looked at Jon with equal parts happiness and sadness, Jon narrowed his eyes in suspicion but something deep inside told him that the man meant him no harm,

"Who are you?" the man smirked at Jon and added yet another revelation to him,

"Honestly, kids today no respect, my name is Galen Marek, and I am your grandfather."

Alright so that was chapter 2 hoped you liked it. As always please review with comments' questions, or suggestions and have a wonderful day.