Game of Thrones: A Wolf Comes Home

Chapter 29 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.


Jon

Jon could feel the sweat gathering on his brow, he fought hard to keep himself composed, under control. He couldn't believe this, they were asking him to make an impossible choice. Kill Ygritte, the one he loved and declare himself true to his oath, or to let her live and be named a turncloak and meet death.

"You understand what is expected of you Snow." Janos said with an unpleasant smirk. "Bring him his sword, he's of the north, he'll want to do it properly."

Jon ignored the jibe as best he could; his gaze fixed on Ygritte; she was glaring darkly at the judges, but when her gaze turned to him, it was unreadable. She was then dragged forwards as the block was brought forth. Jon fought to keep the tremor out of his hands as he was handed Longclaw, he drew it and approached, his breathing ragged. Ygritte's expression remained unreadable as she looked up at him.

"So, you've made your choice then." She said tonelessly, something which shocked him.

She was normally so vibrant, how could she have changed so much. He had no answer for her anyway; he couldn't trust himself to do so; that was, until her next question.

Something close to sadness appeared in her eyes as she asked. "Did it mean anything to you, what we had together?"

Jon's voice was a strangled whisper. "More than you ever know."

She let out a slow sigh and laid herself down over the block.

Jon could only stare in dismay; his mind vividly flashing back to their first meeting.

"Just get it done with, quickly." She said; her voice suddenly filled with contempt.

It then struck Jon that his betrayal had actually hurt her; and that this, this was the last straw for her. He slowly got into position, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat; his grip on Longclaw tightened.

He heard Janos' taunting voice. "What's wrong Snow; why are you hesitating, perhaps you truly have turned your cloak."

Jon glared and; trying hard to ignore the turbulent emotions rushing through him, he readied himself. He gripped Longclaw with both hands, lifting it over his head, ready to make the strike.

'Can I…Can I really do this. I; Ygritte she…' He tensed, admitted the truth, at least in his head. 'I'm sorry, I love you.'

He was just about to bring the sword down on her neck, when it happened. He geared himself up and was about to bring his momentum down when the horn sounded. Everybody stopped; as the Ranger's horn blasted once, then twice.

Alliser leapt to his feet, snarling. "Wildlings!"

Merely seconds after the words left his mouth; the Wildlings charged in, from the South. There was an uproar as the Wildlings caught the Night's Watch members off guard.

"Grab your weapons; fight back, drive them back and close the fucking gate!" Alliser yelled.

Soon it was utter chaos as things devolved into an armed brawl.

Jon immediately crouched; sword ready as he looked around; everywhere he looked there was fighting. He glanced over at Ygritte and saw her surprise; she hadn't expected the attack either.

"Looks like you crows weren't so through after all." She remarked.

Just then a heavy thud got their attention. One of the Night's Watch men had been killed and landed next to them. On his belt were the keys to the chains; Jon looked over and saw that the Wildlings attacking had already freed Rattleshirt. Some were fleeing, others staying to fight. Jon then made up his mind and grabbed the keys; no one was watching them so he acted at once. Ygritte stared in surprise as he freed her from the chains.

"Go." He said firmly. "Get out of here; if you stay they'll make me kill you. I don't want that to happen."

She didn't say a word, she just pulled him close and kissed him. Then they parted and she shook her head.

"Don't think I'll forget this Jon Snow."

With that she stood and ran; disappearing through the gate and out of sight. Jon leapt to his feet and quickly cut down the nearest Wildling who tried to attack him. He joined the battle, as they fought on, the tide began to turn. The Night's Watch began to gain the advantage; driving back those who were attacking.

As he fought on, Jon found himself fighting a Wildling; this one much more skilled than the others. He deflected strike after strike and whenever Jon tried to counter these attacks, he found them blocked too. The Wildling kept his face hidden but Jon knew only one person amongst them who could be so skilled that matched the man's build.

"It's over Mance!" He cried as he deflected another blow from the Wildling King. "We hold the advantage now."

Mance pushed Jon's sword away, his hood falling down, revealing his face. "We'll see Jon Snow; don't think I didn't see what you did with Ygritte."

Jon merely growled and finally; using every ounce of effort he had; he knocked Mance's sword out of his hands. He then used his shoulder to knock Mance to the ground and held him down, sword at his throat. Jon looked around carefully; the rest of the Wildlings were fleeing. The nearest Night's Watch members to Jon stared at him in amazement.

He shook his head. "Chain him up, quickly!"

They immediately got to work. Jon looked over his shoulder at the judges who all stood staring at him. He then spotted Sam and Maester Aemon; relieved that they were both okay. Just as he started to relax, the horn sounded again, three times. Everyone froze, looking around fearfully as the wind suddenly picked up; then, through the flurry of snow, they saw it.

They watched in horror as the White Walker approached them; its sword drawn. Everyone slowly backed off; not taking their eyes off it. Their breaths coming out in a mist before them. Jon however, found himself unable to move; his gaze remained fixed on the White Walker as it slowly turned to him. It slowly advanced towards him, raising its sword. Jon tensed then, suddenly the White Walker attacked. Acting purely on instinct, Jon raised his sword and tensed as it struck. His arms suddenly felt numb, heard the scream of the Valyrian Steel sword as the White Walker's sword struck it. Jon grit his teeth as it tried to attack again. He quickly ducked under the blow and struck, but it barely responded. Then suddenly, after a few more missed strikes, the White Walker took Jon by surprised and lifted him off the ground, gripping his throat. Longclaw fell to the ground as he fought desperately to free himself. The White Walker was about to attack again when Jon, acting in desperation, pulled out the Dragonglass dagger from his belt and plunged it directly into the monsters face. With a roar it let go of him and staggered back, slowly dissolving as it died. The winds died down and slowly, the others seemed to recover. Jon slowly got up to his feet, retrieving Longclaw in the process.

At once Jon realized he was surrounded by a crowd, they were all talking at once. However it finally died down as the judges and Maester Aemon approached.

"Well, I can't imagine a finer example of loyalty to the Night's Watch." Aemon stated. "You killed one of the White Walkers Jon Snow, and you've caught Mance Rayder for us."

Janos still looked enraged; but Donal and Bowen both nodded and smiled to him. Alliser sighed and nodded grudgingly.

"Indeed, well, the outcome of the trials decided; you've been found not guilty."

Jon sighed; of all the things to happen, it had to be this to prove his innocence.


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