A/N: Hello! This chapter will taking place in S3E9. The only pairing in this story that is of importance is Daenerys/Keira (OC) with a side of Jon/OFC. As it says down below: No important animals (direwolves, dragons, and some others) will be harmed. Might be rushed, but that is how I type. Rated T for language and blood.

NO DIREWOLVES WILL BE KILLED IN THE MAKING OF THIS FANFIC.

ALSO NO DRAGONS WILL BE KILLED IN THE MAKING OF THIS FANFIC.

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I own nothing but my original characters and their storylines. Everything else belongs to their respective owners.

Italic sentences like this, mean that the person is speaking in another language or if it is an entire part then it is a memory, also it is how Balerio communicates with Keira.

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Something didn't feel right.

The dragons felt it too.

Keira was hardly listening to the planning going on for the attack on Yunkai as she remained stuck in her mind, trying to figure out if she was getting pre-battle jitters or if it was her power. The Stark decides to leave it alone for now and notices just how close Daario is to her lover. Her hand instantly went to rest on one of the axes in her belt. Daenerys caught the girl's eye and saw the way Keira was glaring daggers straight into the Second Son warrior. The others leave with their orders that the Stark failed to hear about and she moved to follow Jorah, but Daenerys places a hand on her arm once they all leave.

"You're staying here. With me." Daenerys orders the girl.

Keira sighs, "They could use an extra hand." She suggests.

The Targaryen shakes her head and makes sure no one outside the tent could hear her next words, "I know that you can feel something off. I feel it too. That's why I need you and Ser Barristan here." She voices her concern about what she's been feeling all morning.

Silence passes between the two and only the sound of the soldiers outside of the tent were heard, "Whatever it is, I don't think it is here." Keira says after thinking on it.

Daenerys gives her a confused look, "What do you mean?" She asks.

"The last times that I've 'seen' beyond the Narrow Sea it gave off this distant feeling. I'm having the same feeling now, but it's a lot stronger. And whatever this is that feels off, wants us to know what's going to happen." Keira says with another sigh.

"Is it this Night King you and Balerio are so worried about?" Daenerys questions, having been told last night of the main threat they must face.

Keira shakes her head, "No. It's...different." She becomes far more frustrated thinking about it.

Daenerys notices and leads her to the tent opening, "Why don't you go and try to contact Myosis again? Perhaps Yunkai will be ours by then." Keira nods and leaves.

She walks to a cliff overlooking the camp. A place she had found that morning when she was trying to find somewhere to be able to think. She puts her hands on her hips and calls out to the dragon through her mind. Only silence was heard. Keira growls in frustration.

"I know you think I'm angry with you, but now is not the time to ignore me you stupid dragon!" She yells out into the sky, not caring that a few of the freed slaves down in the camp look up at her in fear.

She plops onto the ground with a sigh.

I am not ignoring you.

Keira laughs, "Right. It's not as if I wasn't trying to contact you for the past weeks." The Stark rolls her eyes.

Things have...taken a turn for the worse on my end. I had to take certain measures.

The girl grew worried, "Myosis, what's going on?" She asks.

...I...am terribly sorry for what is about to happen to you. It is not something I'd wish upon anyone.

"Myosis, what in the seven hells do you mean?" Keira grew more concerned.

I cannot speak for much longer, young one. But when it happens, do not push your lover or dragon away. You will need them more than you think.

"Myosis?!"

All Keira heard next was silence

Night came sooner than expected and the Stark was growing antsy.

She was trying to sleep to pass the time since the others were still sacking Yunkai.

But that feeling she had was growing stronger by the minute.

Keira groans loudly and huffs, forcing her eyes closed until she began hearing the sound of music playing. Laughter was also heard and a familiar voice was talking. The Stark opens her eyes to see Robb and a dark-skinned woman resting their foreheads together while Catelyn stood watching them with a smile. Keira tries to get their attention, but her hand went straight through Robb.

The doors being closed made her jump slightly and notice how the music began to change. It was a lot slower and sadder. Her mother seemed to notice as well and she could faintly hear the cries of Robb's direwolf. Something was definitely wrong. Walder Frey raises his hand to silence the music.

"Your Grace." Robb turns to look at him and after everyone sits the elderly man stands up, "I feel I've been remiss in my duties. I've given you meat, wine, music, but I have not shown you the hospitality you deserve. My King is married and I owe my new Queen a wedding gift." Keira was watching her mother pull back the sleeve of Roose Bolton's tunic and sees the chainmail hidden underneath to which prompts the woman to slap him and yell to Robb.

A guard then took out a knife and moves over to Robb's wife. He stabs her belly four times while Robb moves to run to her until a crossbow arrow is shot into his shoulder. The other guests were shot as well or stabbed and two more arrows were shot into Robb. Keira tried to help him up when he falls onto his side, but her hands just kept going through him. She yells out in frustration and could only watch her mother get shot too along with the other carnage happening all around.

Keira hears Robb's direwolf trying to get out of its cage from outside the walls and finds herself in front of the cage as she spots Arya moving to open it, but a few soldiers walk towards the stable cage. Arya moves back to her hiding spot and Keira doesn't have time to react before the soldiers try to attack her. One manages to knick her arm badly as she dives for the lock on the gate, opening the cage to let the direwolf out. It jumps onto the first soldier it sees, killing him and then the others quickly. The direwolf looks back to Keira with a whimper but she only shakes her head. The Stark grabs one of the dead soldier's swords and runs inside, ignoring Arya's yells for her.

She cuts down a few soldiers as she makes her way back to the main hall where she slips inside to find Walder sitting with a victorious smile and he raises his hand once more just as Robb struggles to get up before kneeling by his wife's side, "The King in the North arises." A few chuckles come from him after.

Catelyn spots one of Walder's wives under the table the man sat at and grabs a knife before grabbing her by the hair from under the table, dragging her out and holding it to her throat, "Lord Walder, enough." She breathes a few times, "Let it end." The eldest Stark forces herself to brave through the pain of the arrow still lodged in her shoulder and only silence passes by while Walder stares at Catelyn, "Please. He is my son. My first son. Let him go and I swear that we will forget this. I swear it by the old gods and new that we will take no vengeance-"

"You already swore me one oath right here in my castle. You swore by all the gods your son would marry my daughter!" Walder yells as his eyes switch from Catelyn to Robb's crestfallen look at his deceased wife.

"Take me for your hostage! But let Robb go!" Catelyn looks to Robb, "Robb, get up! Get up and walk out!" She takes in a shaky breath when he doesn't listen, "Please!" Another, "Please!"

Walder raises his brow, "And...why would I let him do that?" He asks, confused.

Catelyn pulls the girl in her arms closer to her, "On my honor as a Tully. On my honor as a Stark. Let him go." She grits her teeth, "Or I will cut your wife's throat." Keira watches as Robb stands.

Walder looks off to the side, "I'll find another." He grins as Catelyn glares.

Robb turns to his mother and Keira notices Roose coming back into the room, "Mother-" Roose comes and places a hand on his shoulder.

"The Lannisters send their regards-"

But his sister was already one step ahead, appearing behind the Bolton and hitting the back of his head with the hilt of her sword and watches as he falls to the floor, "I don't think so." Keira whispers and ignores Robb's surprised look as well as everyone else's.

"Keira?!" Robb and Catelyn both say, relief filling their veins.

It was short spent as both Stark siblings heard a gargling noise and look to where their mother is. One of Walder's soldiers stood behind her. Her throat had been slit, blood spraying from it as she falls to her knees and to the ground. They both yell out for her and Keira moves to attack the man who stood behind her mother's body, but Robb grabs her arm. While she struggles against his hold, Keira began to feel a burning fire in her chest and she reaches for it with her mind just as a blinding light fills the halls of Walder Frey's home, making everyone shut theirs eyes in pain. When it disappears, both the Starks were nowhere to be found and only the bodies of Catelyn Stark and Robb's wife lay in a pool of their own blood on the floor of the castle.

Walder Frey clenches his jaw before slamming his fist against the table and yelling, "NO!" His men all jump at the outburst, still confused about what had just happened. All the elderly man could think of was one thing.

They had failed to kill the King in the North.

A/N: This chapter had me in tears...mainly because I had to rewatch the Red Wedding scene to get the dialogue and certain moments. But tell me, do you guys like the idea of Robb being saved or would you have rather him died? Let me know in the comments! And what do you think might happen next now that Keira experienced the 'Red Wedding'?...well my version at least.

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