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We went into the forest. I had my gun ready in my hands. Jon's was hanging on his back with the strips as he led the way, looking for his direwolf.

Dakota held a flashlight as we heard footsteps. Human footsteps.

"You're not a part of my team," We heard behind us.

We turned around to look at the confused ranger. "No, but we were sent for reinforcement." Dakota said.

"Oh," the happy jolly guy said with a smile. "I lost mine, so I guess I'll join you, then. We think we saw him going down there."

"What do you think it is?" Dakota asked carefully. "The police thinks it's a polar bear."

I saw something moves behind Mr. Niceguy, a big white nose revealing itself from the woods' shadows.

I glanced at Jon, then at Sean whose eyes started to widen. I mounted the words, 'keep it cool'.

"Oh, not a polar bear, that's for sure. It ate one of the Zoo's zebras! They didn't tell anyone yet, didn't want to scare the kids."

Ghost's head was now completely visible behind the nice ranger, lurking in the dark.

"We found the poor's animal's body mostly eaten not far from here, it was hungry. The damn zoo security didn't find anything! Not even the cameras."

He continued blabbering as Ghost lurked behind him, a glances-based conversation happened between him and Jon.

"I'm new here, by the way, I don't think we've ever met." He offered his hand to Dakota to shake, but Dakota was staring at the giant wolf behind him, completely shocked. Mr. Niceguy blinked, then turned around. He fumbled to his gun, "Wha-wha-what?" He breathed, physically shaking.

I lifted my gun to my eyes so I can focus better, shooting the ranger quickly. Just as he managed to hold his gun, his hands let go, and he fell head first into the ground, a bright yellow dart sticking out of his neck.

"Really, Andie?" Sean looked at me with a sour face.

"I didn't have any better options." I said, shrugging and walking towards Ghost, taking the dart out of Niceguy's neck. "Common, we don't have much time." I said, and then we changed.

We even had black stripes under out cheeks (all of us but Jon, who refused politely. I tried to tell him we'll be less recognizable with makeup on, but he didn't care). I stuffed my blond wig in Dakota's backpack with the rest of our uniforms, putting my black beanie hat on. Jon looked quite cute with his curly hair sticking out of his beanie. Very brooding indeed.

We placed the ear buds in our ears, me helping Jon. I turned on the device. "Smoothie One can you copy?" I asked.

"Copy." We all heard Mika say, and also his slurping. I loved our code names. Dakota's was Purple Haze. Sean's Ginger Ale and mine was Orca. Jon's code name was Frosty. He didn't like that.

We leaned Niceguy against a tree trunk and started to sneak around, heading south.

"Alright, guys, Frosty," I said with a smirk, getting a nasty look from Jon, "Good luck, may the odd will ever be in your favor, may the gods give you their blessings, may David Bowie come back from the dead-"

"Andie, shut up." Jon said and I pouted.

"You lack of moral, Frosty." I said, "Let's do it."

Bran was laying at the roots of the Weirwood tree for hours now. Sansa and Arya sat next to him to keep him safe, clutching their furs to their bodies.

Daenerys had to go with her dragons to slow down the Army of the Dead. With Sansa's encouragement, the Knights of the Vale and the northern houses agreed to follow Queen Daenerys, her Dothraki screamers and her Unsullied. Sansa didn't trust anyone completely but her family, maybe, but Jon trusted Daenerys, and for now it seemed indeed that the dragon queen is more interested in stopping the Night King than taking away the north.

The first time Sansa and Arya saw a wight was just before Jon arrived. They were out of Winterfell, just for the day, to meet with some villagers and make sure they had all they need for the winter. A lot of them will seek shelter in Winterfell or in other cities and castles, ad Sansa gave her lords the order to open the gates for any northerner who may need a warm place to sleep in. She and Arya wanted to make sure the villagers knew they could count on the walls and stones of the cities.

And then, in the one that was placed more north than the others they had visited, three of those hideous creatures appeared. They were gargling and screaming without a real voice. They were dead, indeed. And scary. And those weren't even the Walkers themselves. She remembered Jon had mentioned fire could kill them.

Arya jumped bravely from her horse's back to snatch a torch from one of the houses' walls. With two of their men, they were able to kill them. But Sansa now cannot forget their twisted movements, their cracked shrieks and skulls and bright blue unnatural eyes.

Now she fully understood why Jon agreed to go meet the dragon queen. Why they needed her. She knew why the threat from the north was far worse than the one in the south.

Speaking of which-

"What are we going to do about Cersei?" Arya asked suddenly, playing with Littlefingers knife.

Sansa knew what Arya is thinking.

"No," She said. "It's too dangerous, and we should never split again."

"She's on my list." Arya said. "For everything she did to us. What she did to father, to you. The bitch must die."

"Yes," Sansa agreed, "But I need you here with me more than I need Cersei Lannister dead."

"We all need her dead." Arya threw her knife to the tree across the lake. It stabbed the trunk and stayed there.

"I hate her as much as you do, believe me. But we also need to be smart about it." Sansa said as Arya went to take her knife out of the tree trunk. Yes, she admired her. She learned a lot from the lioness in her time in King's Landing, but that woman deserved to die and to die slow, even though Sansa was sure she was already miserable. Jaime Lannister, the only person she loved after her children died, left her to fight alongside the enemy. Now she was planning to take back the lands Daenerys took, and making the war with the walkers even harder.

"We need Jon." They both said at the same time and exchanged small smiles.

They heard a gasp as Bran finally came back to them.

"I've found Jon," He said, breathing heavily, "He's far. I've never… I've never seen any place like it."

"What?" Arya hurried to his side, "Essos, maybe?" She asked.

"I doubt it." He said, his expression changing back to that numb face he had since they first reunited. "He was running with some people."

"With or from?" Sansa asked.

"Both." Bran said and looked at the skies, "The buildings in the city were so high, they were made of looking-glasses and grey stone, taller than the Wall, some double its height."

The sisters exchanged looks. Arya was the one who travelled out of Westeros, but it didn't sound familiar to her at all.

"What… what do we do now?" Sansa asked.

"I need to go back." Bran said, before they could protest-they wanted to get back inside, and wasn't interested in staying in the cold. He didn't eat for too many hours, too. He had to at least drink some water. But he couldn't. He had to go back. Bran grabbed the roots of the tree again, and looked for Jon.

We stood at the last south line of trees, peering to the park.

"Alright Smoothie One," I said, "Can you tell me how many are out there?" I was ready with my dart gun, spotting two guards walking by.

"You can shoot those two," Mika said, probably looking from his drone, "But there are three more farther. I think you should take care of them too before Totoro comes out."

"Alright," I said. "Ginger Ale, come with me. Purple Haze and Frosty, wait for our signal."

I sneaked behind a bush, laying on the ground, Sean beside me. I looked into my rifle's tiny loop that had a little plus in it, shooting both of the guards in their necks, one straight after the other.

After they collapsed on the floor we sneaked near them, dragging them to the side, where people won't find them too easily.

"Here," I heard Mikas voice in my ear, "One near the trail, one by that oak and the third is just guarding the road to the exit you'll have to take."

"I'll take the guy on the exit." Sean said and rolled away, climbing on the trees that gave him shelter from the street lamps' light. I crawled more between the bushed, finding a good spot. I shot the first guy who stood on the trail. The one near the oak saw it. He reached to his ear piece, to call for help, but I shot his hand, then his neck. "Sorry." I whispered and went to hide them on the side of the road.

"I'm done, do you copy?" I asked.

"Copy," Sean said. "I'm done too. But there are too many people on the exit. It's a main street."

"I'll take care of that." Mika said through our ear pieces.

"Ahem, Purple Haze to Orca, is it clear?" Dakota asked.

I looked around, scanning the area. "Smoothie One, is the area clear?" I asked.

"Yes, for now." Mika answered. I saw his drone above my head, flying towards the exit.

"Alright, clear. Purple Haze, Frosty, secure Totoro."

Jon wasn't talking at all. I guess he didn't know how to use the thing. He felt useless, I guess. Being a king, fighting with swords and medieval weapons, and then going to a place where you know nothing? Doesn't seem fun to me.

Jon and Dakota got out of the forest with Ghost in tow. We gathered under the tree Sean was on and he climbed down.

"Waiting for your sign, Smoothie." Dakota said. We heard people from the street, after a few minutes we heard a lot of cars honking, wheels squeaking and people shouting, far from the south. The whole area darkened completely, the street lamps and the lights from the buildings themselves shut completely.

"Did you just shut down Manhattan?" I asked, getting used to the dark.

"Now!" Mika said. "Run straight into the street. Shoot the reporters in your way. The police are busy."

We ran straight just like he told us to. I could see far from us that the junctions were packed with cars from all sides as police officers tried to make sense out of that mess. The sudden lack of electricity caused chaos in the city, the traffic lights not working while people used their phones' light to see around them.

We did have to shoot some news crews. They managed to take videos of us and Ghost, but were too shocked to do too much. It was too dark to really see ghost, and he moved fast. We shot them before they even had questions.

We're going to be in such a big trouble if we get caught. Something like that doesn't just fly over the head of the authorities.

Let's hope we won't get caught.

We ran to the 100th west street, getting to the spot where we need to split.

"Alright, Batman team," I said, "Make some noise."

I gave brief hugs to Sean and Dakota, and then they ran down south.

I almost ran out of breath, but Jon and I kept running, while I heard helicopters where Sean and Dakota ran to.

"Turn right," Mika said, and so we did. It was a pretty populated area, lots of businesses and luxury apartment buildings, but it was late and most of them were closed by now. We headed to a less busy, more poor part of the city.

Then, when we just got into the area that had more alleys and twists and turns, we heard helicopters chasing us.

"Smoothie One," I said, "We need help."

"Turn left," Mika said quickly. "You need to pick up the pace."

"Pick up the pace?" I asked, breathless.

"Something's wrong." Mika said, "The lights are turning back on. Turn left. I'll take care of it."

"What do you mean?" I asked, as the big helicopter light beam reached us.

"Fuck." Jon and I said at the same time.

Bran saw Jon running with Ghost and a blue-haired woman in the streets of the strange city. They were chased by big carriages in the sky. They weren't dragons, they didn't seem alive. Bran took a better look at them and saw humans control them, sitting inside.

Somehow, he managed to warg into a raven in that distant land, maybe because the Weirwood tree gave him more power. It took him a whole night to find his brother.

Bran himself, of course, was long gone into that being that was the Three Eyed Raven, but he was still screaming inside of him to find Jon. He was a cousin truly, but the Bran in him said that for him he will always be a big brother.

It was a challenge the Raven never faced before, such a far land, strange, with rules of its own. Bran soared above them, watching as the big loud things in the sky lighted them with bright white beams. There was another thing that followed them, lower, smaller. Its buzzing noises dimmed by the loudness of its big counterparts.

As a mere raven, Barn thought he could help.

"Turn right!" Mika said. "There's a dark alley on the right. Get in there now and wait until the 'copters will pass you-oh, shit."

"What's wrong?" I asked as we entered the alley, pushing our backs against the walls as the helicopters passed us, scanning.

"Some bird is attacking my drone." Mika said. "I can't send the other one over, it's helping team Batman."

"Team Batman's here. We have some troubles, there's too many of them on us." I heard Sean in my ear piece.

"Alright, I'm putting Lion Z on it. Connecting you to a different line." I was glad to hear Zee joined to help. Mika grunted, "Urgh, that stupid crow won't get off of my drone!"

"Crow? A raven?" Jon asked suddenly, breaking his long silence.

"Yes, Frosty. Why?" I asked.

"It broke my camera. I'm sending the drone back. But you only have three turns left, then another aisle, then you'll find the destination." Mika said. Jon looked up to the skies, searching for something.

"Did the raven have white eyes?" He asked.

"I couldn't see, Frosty, but he does owe me a new drone. Now go!"

We got out of the aisle and ran by Mika's directions and our memories from the map, but on the last turn the lights started to turn on and we heard another 'copter on us.

"Team Wonder Woman, you're too slow! They're almost on you!" Mika said.

I grunted, "How do you know? I thought the raven broke your drone." I answered.

"That 'copter is the news, I can see it on TV. I can see a shadow of a fucking huge white wolf on TV. I don't know how we're going to cover that."

Oh. Shit.

Ghost stopped and looked at Jon, Jon nodded.

"What are you doing?" I almost shouted, stopping mid-running. "They're almost on us!"

Jon took a big breath and climbed on the wolf's back. They reached me and Jon offered his hand. "We need to go faster, take my hand!"

So I did. And that shit was crazy.

You know, I don't ride horses. I've never rode a motorcycle.

But it must be the combination of both.

I held Jon's shoulders, but when Ghost charged I almost fell. I had to hug Jon from behind, barely looking at the streets as I felt a light beam on my back.

"Go Ghost, go!" Jon shouted and the wolf ran faster, out of the light. He zig-zagged and went into aisles and streets we never planned on getting to. We lost the helicopter, but then I heard sirens of police cars. "Stop in the name of law!" I heard a very dramatic officer say from the megaphone. They were almost onto us, shooting warnings to the sky. I took one hand to my back, really not wanting to do it but I had no choice.

You see, I took an actual gun with me just in case. Yes, I have guns. Real guns, and rifles too. I just didn't use them in years, and prefer to forget they even exist. I bit my lower lip and took the gun out of the back of my pants. Just with luck the police that were after us didn't see it.

"Jon," I said, "Hold on, and when I say duck, duck."

He looked back behind his shoulder and gave me a nod. I took a big breath, "Now, don't get mad at what I'm about to do." I said and steadied myself. I held his shoulders. Lifting both of my legs to his sides and locking them together. Then, I laid on my back on the still moving Ghost, facing upside down with the police cars. I took another breath and pointed my gun with both of my hands at their tires. I shot once and hit one of them.

"DUCK!" I shouted, holding on for dear life with my legs. Poor Jon.

He ducked, like I told you, missing a bullet by less than a second.

Second shot was a miss. Thrid one too, because Ghost was movin so fast and I almost slipped. I once shot again on the second car's wheels and their tire was flattened. The police cars span and hit each other with a shriek of their tires until they came to a full stop. "Take a turn, any turn!" I screamed. Jon straightened his back and I made my best to sit up again, freeing him from my legs and holding on to him with my hands again as Ghost turned. I heard gunfire far behind us as the wolf ran into an aisle, then another one, then into an alley, coming out to an empty street-and there was the abandon subway station we were meant to be in ten minutes ago.

"Holy fuck!" I let a breath out as he stopped and we went down the stairs. Jon jumped off the wolfs back, offering me his hand.

I stuffed my gun back under my shirt, "No way, I'm staying here forever. Me and Ghost are going to be best friends-"

"Orca, you gotta go." Mika said in my ear. "I can't believe you just did that. I didn't see anything, but I heard the police radio."

"Don't mention it." I smirked.

"Andie," Jon said in a low voice. "Let's go."

I jumped off of Ghost's back and took out my lock picker. In a matter of seconds, the gate was open and we went through, going down to the empty and dark station. Only when we were completely out of sight I turned on my flashlight.

We got to the station, waiting for Mika's instructions.

"Ok," he said. "It's going to be dangerous, but what's safe in life anyway?" He asked, nervous. I had a feeling I know what he wants us to do.

"No, cause what we just did was completely safe." I said, rolling my eyes.

"When I tell you to jump, jump into the rails and ran as fast as you can to the right, ok?"

"We'll ride Ghost then." Jon said.

"So be ready." Mika answered. We climbed on Ghost's back again.

"Turn off the flashlight." Mika said, and so I did. We heard the loud noise of a train coming. It passed us, lighted from the inside, with maybe ten passengers scattered in it.

"JUMP!" Mika said.

"Go." Jon told Ghost quietly and Ghost jumped into the tunnel.

Then he ran again and the dark. I only felt his fur and body beneath me, the cold air hitting my ears and Jon's short breaths as his chest went up and down under my hands. We passed a working station with two homeless drunk guys that barely had a glance.

"On the next junction turn right. Then go up on the platform of the station that comes after it." Mika instructed and we did what we were told. I was thinking about poor Dakota and Sean, having to do the whole thing by foot.

We got to the station, which was empty and dirty, and waited at the next train passed us.

We did the whole thing-running, turning, stopping at a station, for at least twenty minutes. I have a feeling Mika added turns it to confuse whoever might be looking for us, just in case.

On one of the stations, we found a raven standing on the gates, looking at us as a train passed.

Jon looked at it back. It had white eyes. "Bran." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"Go!" Mika shouted.

Ghost jumped into the tunnel and ran again.

"How can you see us?" I asked.

"I took over the subway's security cameras." I heard another slurp.

"Are you the god of hacking? Are you the invincible underdog nerd guy? Is that smoothie's ever going to end?"

"I've got a new one." He answered smugly. "What is it Z? Oh, no." A sudden change was in his tone. He sounded worried, maybe even scared. "Guys, Ginger Ale got shot."

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