No one in King's landing had ever seen anything like it, like the very stars had come raining towards the ground. People whispered, in fear of whatever god was attacking them would somehow hear their fears and be drawn closer.
The sky was ripped, and out it streamed what must be flaming rocks, that was the only explanation. The people being punished for the whispered misdeeds.
Some rocks went far, some straight down, but those were small and did more frightening than damage. The panic rose when this happened, whispers turned to screams, people running to whatever shelter they could find.
Suddenly, the largest rock they had seen yet erupted from the sky. It was covered in more blue flame then red, and to everyone's relief, sped away from the city.
In the Red Keep, Cersei watched. Completely still. She waited until the sky, as suddenly as it was ripped open, returned to its normal state. As if it never was. Her face stern and, if you looked at her eyes, maybe even fearful. Nothing like this has ever been recorded, at least to her knowledge.
She took a breath and retreated further into the Red Keep.
Tyrion Lannister was in awe at this turn of events. Only days from Stannis' impending attack, and the very sky decides to rip open. Even after everything was back the way it was before, he stood there in shock.
What could this mean? Some sort of omen? About the battle? About the King? The state of Westeros? Did the gods finally decide the world was too much of a mess and interfere?
He needed answers, there had to be something about this somewhere. He finally moved from his spot on his balcony, in search of answers.
He could imagine the reaction of the people of the city. They might take it to be a sign that King Joffrey was truly unfit for the throne. Might take it as a reason to revolt, to just give the city to Stannis. Something needed to be done to quell the rising fear in the city, and fast.
But, he was getting ahead of himself. Research tonight, advising his nephew on what message to send to the people tomorrow.
The red woman's eyes followed the flames falling from the sky with delight. Awe on her face, but not a hint of fear. A good omen for the Prince who was Promised, she was sure of it.
When the last piece of sky went streaking away into the distance though, her smile faded to confusion. It was surrounded in a blue flame; unlike anything she had seen before. It looked like it was surrounding something, the flames not quite touching it. And for once she did not know what these flames could be saying. Something changing the flames… something powerful…
Her eyes followed where this blue flame disappeared and stayed looking in that direction long after it disappeared from sight. Pondering this turn of events with her hear slightly tilted. She finally turned away, taking a few steps closer to the closest torch, looking into it.
As quick as a flash of lightning, the flame turned blue, then completely extinguished. For the first time in many years, she saw two paths before her, and she was not sure which one was the true path the Lord of Light wanted her to take.
Footsteps were getting louder, most likely Stannis asked for her immediately following this no doubt magical display in the sky. She looked back the last place the flames disappeared, it looked it be heading straight north.
Robb Stark stood with his men when the falling star came into sight. There were exclamations of surprise, shouts of disbelief and fear. A new weapon from the south to destroy them. Some god had become angry with them.
Thousands of eyes watched as the thing grew closer, a great cracking sound accompanying it. A great breath was released as it sped over them, illuminating their camp unnaturally. As it sped away though, a greater cracking sound was heard as the flame split into two pieces. One speeding off the same direction, the other falling towards the ground. When the closest piece finally hit there was a long silence, yet even from miles away from where it must have landed, the ground started to shake in the Norther's camp. Some items could be heard falling, but the impact was far enough that there was no real danger.
Robb could see Talisa approaching him from the corner of his eye, he turned to see her. She looked as unsettled as the rest of the men around him. She kept glancing towards where it fell from the sky.
"How far away do you suppose it landed?"
Robb pondered the question awhile. "It went quite far… Could have passed the Twins… I wouldn't have hit our men."
"Yes but it could have hit something, a town or, or travelers."
"Maybe… That doesn't mean I can afford to go looking. If it hit something, I'll have word of it soon enough."
Talisa looked at the ground a moment before nodding. The men around him had been listening in and looked to agree with his statement. She looked back towards where it disappeared, "What could it have been? To make it blue… it didn't look natural." She asked quietly.
Robb looked back as well before answering.
"I don't know."
The men of the nights watch had seen their fair share of odd things. Inexpiable things even. And heard even more unbelievable stories. Yet if they had not seen with their own eyes, they weren't sure if they would have believed it.
Like a commit falling to the ground, encased in blue instead of the red they had seen not long before when a commit passed. And it was flying towards them. It raced above their heads, passing over the wall. Though it didn't look like it could have been much higher.
"Maester Aemon!" a night's watchman called.
He ran up to the man, rapidly explaining what he had just seen. "What could it have been? Have you heard of this happening before?"
"Fallen stars are known to happen, from time to time. Though, cloaked in blue?... And how big exactly would you say it was?"
"Hard to say, maybe as the ships they have out in Eastwatch by the Sea."
"Curious indeed… No, I can't say I've heard of such a thing happening. Though I can send a raven to the Citadel, someone there may shed some light on all of this."
The watchman nodded, looking concerned. Others were rushing to get to the top of the wall, to see if they could spot were it would land. Or if the watchers already there saw where it went.
"Curious…" the maester murmured quietly.
The group of wildlings were making good progress to Mance Rayder's camp. It wouldn't be long now until they had their prisoners before the man himself. Jon Snow and Qhorin Halfhand trudged along, bound by ropes. One thinking of how to cause a distraction and get the other to do what needed to be done, the other wondering if he would live even if he were able to.
With the wind howling, it took awhile before anyone in the group noticed what was coming towards them. It was by chance someone turned around to talk to another and spotted the falling star in the sky. Closer to the ground than any they had seen before in their life.
"By the gods, look!"
Everyone turned to look at the man who had spoken, only to quickly realize why he had exclaimed in the first place.
It fell closer towards the ground, making it shake beneath their feet. Yet still it roared over their heads and continued on. The sound was much louder now and made the wind howl even more than before. Some people lost their foot and fell to the ground, others braced themselves as the worst of it passed.
Almost at once, everyone started to talk, exclaiming in awe at the sight, or in fear. Only the two prisoners were silent.
"Enough!" the lord of bones finally yelled. "We need to get moving. That thing was falling, going north. It was headed for camp. Now there's plenty of time to talk while we're walking, now let's move!"
"Come on Jon Snow." Jon turned to look at Ygritte. She pushed him to start walking again, all the while looking troubled.
AN:
So this is about an OC , maybe multiple, in Westeros, and what happens as a result. It will mostly follow the TV cannon until season 6 the most. Then the rest will start to be pretty different. (At least that's how it goes in my head, we'll see)
The OC has a lot of different features from different characters, but I hope to make it so she doesn't just come in and fix everything, that's not what I'm aiming for here.
It will be Jon x OC eventually, but for now Jon x Ygritte because she's great.
Feel free to comment/review! Thanks!