Dragons and Thrones: Rising Tensions – Healing the Breach

Chapter 25 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Jon

To say Jon was surprised would be an understatement. He was sure things were about to end for them, they were being overwhelmed by those monsters, which word was spreading were beasts from Thedas known as Darkspawn. It seemed these creatures were a real danger in Thedas, but they didn't have all the facts yet.

'We never expected to see reinforcements however...But then, those people from Thedas came.' He thought. 'Thank the Gods they did, they saved us, and it seems three of them are men dedicated to fighting those beasts.'

He considered those three men, he still knew so little, although it seemed they could be trusted. He knew their names, Alistair, Stroud and Carver, and their group was called the Grey Wardens, but that was it.

They were right now talking to Lord Commander Mormont; no doubt the two were sharing stories, and talking hopefully about forming some sort of alliance, they desperately needed one.

He sighed. 'We have our alliance with the Free Folk, but, even with that...we couldn't best the Darkspawn, we need people who are experts at fight them.'

He wondered what to do; he needed to know more, but right now, he couldn't do anything, unless he did something which, he had to admit, he was uneasy about it.

The idea of eavesdropping was not most appealing option, but he knew it was the only way to find out what was being said between Lord Commander Mormont and the Grey Wardens.

Luckily he had to go to Mormont's office anyway, he had just received word that another of those afflicted by the sickness the Darkspawn spread had died. Only three were left. He began to approach Mormont's office, he stopped outside as he heard them talking inside.

"So this sickness, the Blight you call it?" Mormont was saying. "There is no cure?"

Another voice, the one known as Stroud replied. "No cure no, we Grey Wardens dedicate ourselves to fighting the Darkspawn and ending the Blights that come when they raise an Archdemon. But even we aren't capable of shrugging off the Blight successfully, or permanently."

There was a pause before Mormont spoke again.

"These Archdemon's, what do they look like?" He asked.

It was the one known as Alistair that explained. "They basically look like large dragons, corrupted and diseased, slightly ragged wings..."

As he continued his description Jon froze in shock, his blood running cold. His description matched that Dragon that had flown over Westeros some time ago.

'Could, could that be, that Dragon was an Archdemon?' He thought fearfully.

It seemed Mormont was thinking along the same lines. "Then, that Dragon we saw..."

Stroud replied quickly. "Yes, we heard that one, it's flown over the land of Essos and now has just flown over Thedas too. However...We have our doubts about that."

"What do you mean?" Mormont asked in shock.

Jon froze too, wondering this.

It was Carver who explained.

"We Grey Wardens have the ability to sense when a Blight is beginning, while there are...issues in our ranks, we all agree one thing. There is no Blight, for we have not sensed the Archdemon." He paused. "At least, that's what those of us who have been able to keep our heads and not panic about the strange things that have been happening lately amongst us."

Jon fought back a sigh, this was getting more and more confusing. But one thing that did seem clear, they might be facing something much larger than they initially thought. Yet it was also at that time that he heard something else, something that offered hope.

"Lord Commander...I am aware that a number of your own people and your allies have been afflicted with the Blight." Alistair stated. "There, there may be a way to stop them from dying, at least delay the death for some time...Yet, the cost of what it would take, the risk of death is still there..."

Jon couldn't take it anymore, he practically burst in, shocking those inside.

"Lord Commander, I..." He burst out.

Mormont glared. "Jon, have you been listening to this..."

Jon bit his lip but nodded. "Yes, sorry. But, I had to come and tell you, another has died...Pyp, Janos and Thren are the only ones still alive."

Mormont froze at that. "So then..."

"Yes." He replied, before turning to the Grey Wardens. "Please, whatever this method you have of saving them is, we have to..."

Alistair sighed and Stroud then explained. "This method could kill them, and even if it does, it is not a means to save them, it is a Calling. Whoever survives must join us."

There was a pause after that, as Jon looked around, everybody seemed to be weighing up the options suddenly put before them.

Finally, Mormont spoke.

"I understand what you are saying, but, they are going to die anyway, better they die having a chance." He said at last. "We'll agree to this method."

The three Wardens paused for a moment before talking to each other quietly.

Finally they turned and Alistair spoke. "Very well then, we'll put these three through the Joining, if they survive they will become Grey Wardens...I must warn you now, the Joining is secret and we would prefer it to remain so."

"However, we do understand the risks you are taking, giving up at least two of your people." Stroud added. "We will allow you to select a witness, however only you and this witness can know what happens."

Mormont nodded. "Understood; thank you...Jon, will you bear witness to this?"

Jon was a little startled by this sudden change of events, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized he felt obligated to do this, he owed it to his friend Pyp, and to Thren, he didn't know the Wildling personally, but he had heard Ygritte talking about him and it turned out they were second cousins. He agreed, knowing that, no matter what happened, all he would be able to do was watch.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.