Night

"What's your name?" Will said as he quaked underneath his boots. Nighttime was approaching ever closer and as the sun neared the edge of the horizon amongst the trees, he was tasked to find wood to keep the fire of their camp going. It was far too dark now to continue their trek along the snow. Far too cold to continue their journey back to the Wall with the resources they had. A few days lay in front of them before the journey back to their brothers, and forcing the horses to continue at this pace after a long day's journey would lose them their steeds.

They had to stop and camp for the night.

Otherwise they would freeze to death in the snow without ever returning back to their Lord Commander. Will was commanded to gather as much firewood possible to last them the entire night. Enough to ward off animals of any sorts as well as being the source of heat to stave the cold away.

He went along with this task of his with a moderate pace, chopping enough wood and tying them tightly to return to his group. Along the way as he was about to double back, he had seen movement along the forest clearing. Fearing that it was a wildling that could gut him where he stood, he brandished his sword out and readied himself. Only to find that the only one who rattled his senses, was a woman in rags.

Said woman was hugging herself to the cold. Shivering in her makeshift boots and ragged clothes as she stopped in place, eyes filled with fear as Will's sword was inches away from her face. Seeing that woman was terrified, he quickly put away his weapon and tried not to scare her further.

She looked out of place in this environment. The cold weather along with the darkness around them was a stark contrast to the woman before him. She wore ragged clothes yes, and her face wasn't the cleanest as the women down south were. Yet, she harbored an air of something different around her. Her fair skin that was dirtied by dust and snow was too apparent for him to see. Her azure blue eyes that held so much emotion along with the face attached to it was breathtaking.

To say that he was speechless was an understatement.

"I-I'm sorry miss… b-but may I ask what your name is?" Will sputtered.

The woman looked at him with intensity. As if her life was on the line with one word that could cost her life. Will wondered where she came from, and why in the bloody hell was she in this place at this damn time?

"S-Soi… Soi is my name."

"Soi…" Will contemplated, it was a unique name. The kind that he had not heard before. "Are you lost?" he asked and the woman looked at her surroundings, the moon was now glistening up in the sky. The sun just dipping into its final resting place at the horizon.

"I'm going to assume that you are. A woman like you walking across these parts alone is dangerous." Will said as the woman continued to shiver, her eyes remained on his face. A mixture of fear, confusion, and distrust within them got him guilty for some reason.

"Here… It'll make you feel warmer. I got two other layers under my coat anyway… and you need it more than I do." Figuring that showing the woman he meant her no harm, he took off one of his layers, his cloak to be precise and covered it over her.

The woman had a ghost of a smile on her lips as she started to trust the man.

"T-Thank you." She said, a nod was given to her in reply as she grabbed the cloak tightly around her. He now saw that her hair was colored in the richness of bright gold. It mesmerized him just by seeing it. As if the woman was of a noble house down south. A daughter of a wealthy family name.

Yet… she was here. Miles away beyond the wall.

Suddenly a sound of what seemed to be a stomach growling was heard. The woman looked away to spare the glance he gave her. Will suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Are you hungry? My brothers and I have food… I can share you some of our rations."

Before he was cast off to the Wall, Will himself was not a man that women flocked too. Far from that actually, which is why the approach he was doing to try and comfort the lady was not the most optimal. Nor was it the best in this case. Although, the woman seemed less distrustful now and she was far more calm than the first instance they met.

"W-What do you say miss?"

"A-Alright…" she weakly said under the cloak. Sparing not an inch of a glance from him.

Will gave what he considered a smile as he carried the branches he collected and guided the woman to follow her back camp. They had to keep pace a bit, as the night had already fallen. The calm winter winds were blowing away through their clothes. Snow was as thick as it got, and As Will kept walking with the woman tailing him, he thought about the mystery of how this woman got lost here. Of if she was ever lost at all.

She did not look like a wildling… for he had seen wildlings up close and from afar. In some instances, even blade to blade. Her name was a mystery as well. Soi, what sort of family or wet nurse would name her with such a strange name like that?

Arriving finally at their camp, his companions on this expedition, Ser Waymar Royce and the veteran Gared were talking while they managed the fire in the middle of their camp. They were deep in discussion actually, citing that it seemed like no Wildlings was found within the fourth day of their scouting mission. The moment they saw Will, who had returned with their firewood with a stray… they were speechless seeing her.

"Lad… who is that woman?" Gared said, his shock evident when Soi hid behind Will's arm.

Ser Waymar Rocye however, a Westerosi son of an ancient house looked like he had just seen a ghost. A beautiful one at that. Soi's blonde curls weaved itself through the cloak where they can all see her. Her blue eyes sparkling brightly in the midst of the night.

"I encountered her in the woods while I was getting our firewood. S-She seemed lost so I had to help her a bit." Will explained.

"Is she a wildling?" Gared said as he stood up and surveyed the woman.

"No… I don't think so."

The Lordling Ser Waymar Royce stood up as well and walked closer to her. He had a look of amazement in his eyes. Most of all curioisity, and deep down… lust. As even through the cloak that Will had provided her, her curves and ample bosom was far too noticeable to ignore.

"She must be one of Craster's wives… but I don't think the whore-fucker would produce such a beautiful dame. Heh… I think we got lucky this time." He said.

Will narrowed his eyes at the implication of his words. Gared suddenly lost interest and returned to the seat he just came from. To his mind, this was again yet another instance where the new virgin twats of the Night's Watch could not keep their dicks inside their pants. Damn be the rules when no one with authority was watching, and he knew best how many times this occurred.

Soi held on to Will's arm in fear as the Lordling circled her with a smile.

"What are you doing to her?" Will said.

"Oh come on now Will… live a little. Have you ever had fun before you joined the Night's Watch? What about you Gared? Have you had any experience down south?"

The older man who sat on his seat minding the flame of their camp did not look at their direction.

"I'm not interested. Better yet, do that shit elsewhere." He simply stated. The Lordling simply smiled as he reached out towards the Soi's face. The moment he did, Will instinctively stood in front of her. A bit of tension rose between them, as the Lordling felt like he was denied of something great in front of him.

"The fuck are you trying to do?" he said, a bit of venom laced in his words.

"I can't let you do this…"

"Ah… really now?" In a flash, a gauntleted hand came straight into Will's face. He fell into the ground with dazed and stunned as Soi behind her screamed. Gared who was near them simply ate one of his rations. Not minding the scene happening next to him.

He sighed in annoyance.

The Lordling quickly grabbed the woman's cloak as she tried to run. As the cloak was torn off, he grabbed a handful of her blonde hair. Soi began to scream in pain as tears ran down her cheeks. The Lordling then dragged her as she tried to move frantically and erratically in order to be set free. It did not work in the slightest, as the Night's Watch recruit who hailed from house Royce pushed her down on the snow as she continued to wail.

Will who had his head ringing with an indescribable noise from the hit still could not recover to help her. Gared on the other hand, simply ate in silence with his meal.

"Make sure you don't leave a mess of things… we don't want Lord Mormont to know about this." He said in between bites as Soi continued to cry upon the silence of the forest around them.

He pressed his weight down upon her as grabbed both of her wrists. While doing so he began to kiss her neck and nape with such vigor like he was thirsty of her body after ages in the snow surrounded by like-minded twats. The woman continued to howl for help as his tongue danced upon her skin.

Will was slowly sitting up as he saw the sight before him. His vision still dizzy but he managed to see what was going on. He grabbed the handle of his sword that was strapped on his waist as Soi continued to scream in infamy and agony.

"S-Stop! Don't you do this!" he said.

The Lordling never cared as he continued to graze the exposed skin along her neckline and all the way to her lips. His tongue slithered its way inside like a ram breaching open the castle's door. He savored the taste as he inched further, his kisses intensifying as the woman's legs and arms continued to move to push him away. The grip was tight; the hold was strong. The woman had no chance at all as he continued to violate her. His chest now pressing against the ample bosoms covered by the rags she wore.

"Get away from her!" Will screamed as he kicked the Lordling through the side of his body. Ser Waymar Royce suddenly stood up and aimed a perfectly-well aimed strike upon Wills jaws. This stunned him yet again as the Lordling forced him on the ground and continued to beat his face blow for blow upon the snow. Blood splattered from his knuckles and Will's lips as strength left him. His body could not handle to fight back anymore. The Lordling however, angry that he was interrupted stood up and kicked him in the face. He wiped the saliva that accumulated from his mouth as his breath hitched partially for doing such an action in quick succession. He spat on Will's face as Soi, who was crawling away in fear, had not time at all to escape the man's grasp.

She screamed yet again as the man pulled her legs and forced her down on the snow again with his weight and strength. He saw no reason for foreplay anymore and his eyes were tinged with rage and lust that he could barely hold it in. He took off his gloves as he ripped open the woman's dress. Exposing her large breasts upon the world along with the glistening skin still untainted by his tongue. The woman continued to tear up as she was now near-nude amongst the snow. Trying but failing to stop the man from raping her.

The Lordling forcibly licked the tips of her tits and sucked on them for good measure. He would return the favor again by forcibly attacking her mouth with a feverish kiss. With his cock as hard it was, pressing against the tight fabric of his pants, he wanted more of her. He wanted all of her for himself.

Soi continued to scream. The only sound that was heard in the woods other than her violation was the hard-bread that Gared continued to chew on. Will was still knocked out cold as his eyes lazily focused on the night sky amongst the stars.

The Lordling began to unbuckle his pants as his other arm ripped the last vestiges of her rags under her waist. She put a hand on his face to stop as she knew where this would go to, unfortunately her hand was placed aside as his hard cock was released from its prison. He then gave her another kiss as he positioned his member on her soft and untainted pussy…

And entered forcibly with a moan from both of them. She teared up on the onset.

His thrusts were hard, and slow while her eyes pooled up in tears as he continued to kiss her.

Each of them moaning with each charge and exit. Will stood up as tears for being weak and helpless came down upon him. He was forced to watch as the woman who smiled meekly at her earlier was reduced to a whore by his Night's Watch brother.

Using both hands, he grabbed the edges of his hair and sobbed.

Until Ser Waymar Royce felt an unnatural feeling of heat coming off from the woman.

…

Soi suddenly stopped crying. The tears were suddenly gone from her face. What replaced the dread and fear on her expression was that of joy and satisfaction. Her once friendly azure eyes looked up on the Lordling as their tongues clashed. Soi had smiled deeply within her as she grabbed his face and the Lordling widened his eyes in surprise…

And pain.

Smoke started emanate from their conjoined lips and the skin around her mouth contorted to somehow stick upon his. Suddenly the skin originating from him was burning off and ripping away as the once lustful son of House Royce screamed in pain as his lips were torn from his face. Revealing muscle and sinews bleeding in reaction. Soi had a large smile as the remnants of his mouth magically sunk beneath her skin. Smoke yet again came from under them as he felt his manhood being torn off slowly and surely.

Will's eyes turned from blind sadness and guilt to that of horror.

Gared stumbled on his seat as he saw the madness unfold. He had never seen such things before, he then wondered if he was in a bad dream or… if this was real. Motionless, they both stared as the Lordling howled in pain through the night. Replacing the screams the woman conjured as she now sat up and pushed him off with inhuman strength.

His groin was bleeding as the cock was absorbed into her folds. The woman stood there with a placid expression of appeasement as she licked her lips as the screams he let out. He began to plead for his life to stop the pain, only for the woman to place his head gently upon her large tits and he screamed as he was seemingly absorbed head-first into the body of the nude Soi.

The screams went out quickly. Not a sound remained.

Her back was against them as she moaned in pleasure and relief towards her recent meal.

She turned her head amongst the two surviving men. She then gave the man who invited her to their camp a warm… disturbing smile. Will stood up with his legs shaking. In blind panic, he ran away from the camp as fast as he could. Leaving Gared who was stuck in place.

Soi, who turned to his direction started to walk as the dirty rags revealing her nude body was shown in full detail. The once dirty skin was cleaned in crystal clear fashion. Her eyes were not that of a helpless woman anymore, but was that of a predator eyeing her next prey.

Gared blinked his eyes as he crawled slowly backward. In the span of a blink, her clothes had changed to that of a white and dark color. She was fully clothed from just being nude seconds earlier. He then stumbled up as he decided to run to their horses.

Soi continued to smile as he tried to escape.

The wordless fear that he experienced tonight was nothing that even the Gods could fathom nor do something about. This was different, and even with all the experience and horror he witnessed beyond the wall, this may have been the worst of all of them.

In his panic, he snagged his head upon the trees. He fell to the ground face-first into the snow. He could hear footsteps behind him and he quickly tried to stand up only for his hands to touch the snow-filled ground before him and notice that it was wet.

He looked at his hand through the darkness and saw it was red.

He screamed as he looked up and saw the remains of their horses. Completely torn in half, innards spewed out, limbs broken in pieces and in the middle of the bloody carnage, was what seemed to be a redhead woman in a strange black and white dress eating one of their horses…

Alive.

He could hear her chewing as she clawed the dying horse's cries. He could only sit there stunned in horror as the woman continued to eat her meal. With his jaw gaping wide open to the sight, he tried to crawl backwards, only to feel a presence of another being standing behind him.

He looked up and saw another woman, almost as beautiful as Soi wearing a similar-looking black and white dress. This time, she had a choker on her neck and her shoulders were layered with armor. What made him paralyzed in fear was the spiked gauntlets she wore on her arms. She had a displeased expression and on her eyes were a peculiar pair of glass that was attached to her face. The bizarre scene made him laugh in madness.

Only to hear the last words he would receive in his life after.

"You watched and did nothing. Despicable."

The last thing he saw was one of her fists about to hit his face…

And what came after was nothing. Complete nothing.

…

Will did not know how long he ran across the snow. His feet was giving out, but with the surreal fear enveloping his entire body and mind, he pressed on in pain. What the hell happened he asked himself. Why did it come to this? This was a scouting mission… then why did he see all of that?

Why was he the only one living?

Who was that woman?

So many questions filled his head as he continued to run. That is until his leg hit a rock and he fell on a small ditch on the ground. Snow covered his face as he tried to quickly stand up. He dusted the remnants of ice from his eyes and nothing prepared him with what he saw next.

Bodies… organs… blood…

A whole mess was in front of him.

Torn pieces of flesh that was now frozen and cold lay in his face. Frozen blood and remains of men, women and children was in his wake. They looked like Wildlings. He then wondered through a morbid realization that this was the group they were hunting for four days straight.

His emotions could not keep up with the horror he had just seen.

To his left was a child torn in half as she was stuck on the tree with a branch right through her chest. He shook violently seeing all of this….

And he knew that his mental state could not handle this anymore. He stood up and started to run again. Before he did however, a whistle came out from the deathly silence of the woods. He turned slowly in fear and saw Soi… or whoever she was smiling at him while she waved.

From that point on he ran…

He ran away from everything.

Fuck the Night's Watch…

Fuck Westeros…

And Fuck everything in his life…

He had to run away from everything as he knew that nothing would ease his mind after the horrors he had just witnessed. Nothing at all could change his mind from escaping it all.

Nothing.

AN: Hi... I guess I couldn't remove this idea out of my head. So here it is, I made a fanfic about my favorite Anime series, which is Overlord. I hope you like this little crossover thing with Game of Thrones. I know it has a bad rep now but I used to love the books and show before S8 dropped. So maybe, this is my way of moving on from that franchise.

I did my best to make this small venture as appealing as possible so I hope you guys loved it. Maybe a drop a review or two as well. Hehe...

I am indecisive on what to do with this however, as I still have another story to finish. To those who want to read that story, you can check my profile to read my other work! Hopefully this one has merit as well and if you guys like, I can expand this.

Well... that's all from me right now. See you guys again hopefully :)