SPOILER ALERT!: GAME OF THRONES REFERENCES ARE DRAWN MOSTLY FROM THE BOOKS, SINCE I'VE ONLY SEEN THE FIRST SEASON OF THE SERIES. MORE SPECIFICALLY, I WILL BE LEADING OFF FROM THE LAST APPEARANCE OF JON SNOW IN A DANCE WITH DRAGONS SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THAT BOOK YET, YOU MAY NOT WANT TO READ THIS FIC. ALL I WILL SAY HERE IS THAT CERTAIN THINGS WERE LEFT VERY OPEN AND FRUSTRATINGLY AMBIGUOUS, AND, SINCE THE NEXT BOOK IS NOT YET OUT, I WILL BE TAKING LENIENCIES AND CLAIMING THESE FANDOMS AS MY PERSONAL PLAYGROUND.
Title: Winter Is Coming
Rating: T, may increase to M for bloodshed and general GoT-style awesomeness
Genre: Drama/Hurt/Comfort/Betrayal/Adventure/Action…basic ally a bit of everything
Category A: Rise of the Guardians
Category B: A Song of Ice & Fire/Game of Thrones
Characters: Jon Snow, Jack Frost, Ghost, Daenerys, probably heavy mentions of Arya because she's fabulous, appearances by assorted other characters from both fandoms.
Summary: The Stark words: "Winter is coming". But Jon wasn't a Stark. He was a Snow. A bastard. A brother to the heirs of Winterfell and a Brother of the Watch. He was a warg and a Wildling. And, unknown, but most important, he was Winter's champion.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I am not the genius behind A Song of Ice & Fire, nor one of the ones behind Rise of the Guardians. All I own is my own insanity, which I claim proudly and fully blame for this convoluted mess.
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Chapter Three: GHOST
Jon slept a lot. At first, Ghost had been concerned, for his man-brother did not join him like he normally did. There was a strange wall between them when he slept. Ghost thought it had to do with the scent of blood and near-death that clung to Jon, but then he saw the strange man-beast sprinkling a powder over his brother.
Anger surged through him, hackles rising as he stalked towards the man-beast. How dare he keep Jon away from him? That was how the almost-dead scent had gotten there in the first place; he had been kept away. The white direwolf called on every power he was connected to, conveying his silent message as clearly as words. Stay away from mine.
But the man-beast did not show fear. Instead, he met his gaze evenly, his glowing eyes piercing into the direwolf. An ancient power crackled through the air and Ghost took a step back, ears pinned flat. This was no ordinary man-beast, magical or otherwise. His normal scent of snow and refreshing cold intensified, moving from wintery to actual winter.
"He does not run with you because his energy is focusing on healing." The voice was the same, yet different; stronger, like it had been when he'd protected Jon from the Night-men. The winter-man-beast held out a hand and Ghost sniffed it warily. "It is not my doing that has kept you separate." Ghost could not smell any falseness in the words, so he relaxed, watching as the man-beast resumed his task. Now, however, he explained as he worked, his voice oddly soothing to the direwolf. "This is dreamsand. It has a great power; it will ward his sleep and make it peaceful. We have great plans for Jon Snow; the sooner he is healed, the better."
Ghost's ears perked slightly. He knew the difference between "we" and "I". "We" meant many. The winter-man-beast was not alone. Once more, the direwolf sampled the unusual scent, checking for any malice. There was none; that had not changed since they fled the Wall.
Finished with his magic, the man-beast glanced at the fire, frowning. Ghost couldn't smell what he was feeling, but if his face was any indication, he was not fond of the flames. That was odd; most men clung to fire; it was their link to life. But then, this was no ordinary man. Red eyes watched as he rose back up to the ledge he was so fond of; the direwolf would have called it flying, but that was absurd. No matter what power the man-beast held, he had no wings. And only things with wings could fly.
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A/N: It's short and simple, but then again, it is from an animal's perspective. Don't expect too much complexity from Ghost's chapters. They'll probably all be pretty short.