A/N - hi so this is the first chapter if my new story to start there will be a variety if POVS
Jon will be with the night's watch
Bran with Meera , Jojen etc.
Sansa will be at the vale to start
Arya will be with Ramsay among other places
Tyrion will be with aegon
Daenerys will be at meereen
Margaery at imprisonment and highgarden
Cersei in imprisonment and king's landing
Please check the main A/N which is before this chapter
To start the ship will be satin/ jon then we will move on .
Set after dance for dragons
Jon is not stabbed to death at the end
Jon doesn't know he is a Targaryen yet .
Book events may be missed out deliberately
Jon will be helping Stannis.
JON POV
I miss Arya the most . She is always strong , kind to me , almost like a man . almost . me : i was always weak , a bastard unwanted , distant and not like a man . it's not the fact of masculinity that's important , it's the respect that comes with it . I have changed , as quick as a dire wolf , I changed . No longer am I weak , no longer will I back down , no longer will the word " bastard " make me cry , no longer will I distance myself from others , no longer am I just there but I am finally needed . I am a man . The wall changed me , for better or worse .
I marched forward , feet crunching under snow and ice . Some of the best are behind me , including satin flowers . Ah, satin . dear sweet satin . he smiles sweetly , as sweet as can be . a smile that will soon turn sour . I hear a call of " lord snow'' from behind me . Tormund smiles as the sun smiles too . Tormund giantsbane . towering , tremendous , terrifying Tormund . He grins a wicked smile and steps towards me , behind him I see 50 wildlings . I nod to him and turn on my heel . Tormund looks affronted and bellows'' you don't know what i want " i smile my own sweet smile . " you want to help for extra food , yes. he grins again " that's right pretty crow satin glares . I chuckle . Tormund or satin . sweet satin or tenacious Tormund . I'll have to make a decision soon and some time soon . Winter is coming .
As we walk into the forest I see a deer galloping out of sight , I smell horse manure, I taste the bitter hungry ,cold air , the bark of the trees is rough . I heard the baying of wolves and … and nothing , the squabbling of satin and Tormund blocked out the noise. I spun around and snapped " quiet , I was listening !" satin both meekly apologise and then glare at each other . thud . I spin around and see a mutilated deer fall on the ground . satin looks around fervently . I whisper as quietly as a mouse " above us . " cautiously , i take a step forward . nothing . Another step . nothing . then …
I hear a shout from above and as one a group of wildlings fall from the trees . Their eyes burned holes into my head . Their eyes echo of dreams list , hope gone and pure evil and hatred . Their faces were as dark and hidden as a gloomy cave . These were men who truly had nothing left . Would it be a mercy to end their lives ? We were about to find out . I looked frantically around for Tormund, he was gone , my only hope of controlling these creatures. Hope abandoned me and I ran . They follow me like a pack of hungry dogs . Sweating , shaking and shivering I escape into the clearing.
I am met with a sight : the watch and the wildlings are grinning at me , the wildlings behind me clear their faces of that haunted expression and grin at me too . It was all a prank " You son of a b* " I shout . They all roar with laughter and eventually I grin . Satin and Tormund high five each other . At my astounded expression. They laugh . My home . My family . Perhaps winter could wait a while …