Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT

Chapter 36 - Journey Beyond the Wall 3!

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JON SNOW POV

Lands beyond the wall, 290 AC, at the same time.

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"NO! Absolutely not! I won't leave you here; you will come with me to the wall!" said Benjen Stark, clearly irritated, but Jon could understand the reason for his uncle's anger.

"Uncle, this is what I need to do. I have my own group here; I'm safe," Jon said firmly.

"JON, YOU'RE ONLY 9 NAMEDAYS! WHAT WAS NED THINKING LETTING YOU COME HERE ALONE!?" Benjen growled as the rest of the group paid attention to the interaction between nephew and uncle.

"Actually, he thinks I'm at the Wall. I needed to come here, and he would have grounded me for years until he let me come, but I couldn't wait; you have to understand, Uncle." Jon revealed innocently.

"Jon, why do you act like this? Look at the danger you're putting yourself in, you're on the north side of the wall at your age!" He said, grabbing the boy's shoulders.

"I know, uncle, but I will do this, and even if I die in the end, I will do it!" Jon now raised his voice to his uncle, expressing the frustration he felt.

Inside Winterfell castle, he felt like a shame, a nuisance to the family. His mother was dead, his father never spoke anything to him about her, and his father was too busy to pay attention to a bastard boy. His older brother ridiculed him, Sansa hated him, and only Arya and Bran liked being with him, but even they were kept away by Lady Catelyn's influence. The rest of the castle either felt indifferent or disgusted by him, and Lady Catelyn made his life hell, he is happier here than in that damned castle.

Why should Jon return to that place he considered a pit of misery? Did he want his uncle Bejen to take him back? Overwhelmed by anger and frustration, Jon pondered his options and the feelings consuming him.

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW, UNCLE? YOU WON'T STOP ME FROM CONTINUING, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WENT THROUGH IN WINTERFELL! AT LEAST HERE I AM SOMEONE, I HAVE COMPANIONS WHO LIKE MY PRESENCE, I'M MORE THAN JUST A BASTARD IN THEIR EYES, NEITHER YOU, NOR FATHER, NOR ANYONE WILL STOP ME, AND IF I HAVE TO SUFFER AND RISK MY LIFE FOR THIS IN THIS FROZEN PLACE, I WILL CONTINUE, SO LISTEN TO ME UNCLE, DON'T TRY TO STOP ME!" Jon shouted angrily at his uncle with each word.

Benjen was surprisingly startled by this outburst, and Jon looked defiantly at his uncle. The uncle felt the fury in his nephew's eyes.

'What happened to you, Jon??' In his mind, Benjen wondered what this child had lived through to want to risk his life just not to return to Winterfell. He looked at his brother's son with complicated eyes.

"Jon, at least let me accompany you then..." the uncle insisted.

"No uncle, you're injured. It won't affect you in the future, but you need to return to the Wall and rest there. I promise I will keep in touch with you as soon as I can," Jon replied firmly, still not entirely calm. Bejen just sighed at his nephew's determination.

"But Jon, will you be safe, do you promise me?" he asked cautiously.

"Uncle, look around you. I have a small group but the most powerful on the continent of this size. It would take a very high number to kill us, hundreds or even thousands!" Jon said calmly. Benjen accepted this, still not believing what he saw. He wanted to know where Jon had managed to find giant animals and men, not to mention those armors.

Jon looked at his uncle and said; "Uncle, I will give you a direwolf and leave you armor made of eldenmetal, a light metal, but of superior quality to the common. It's with the Lord Commander; he will give it to you when you return," Jon said. Bejen gladly accepted; he couldn't say he had ever received such a valuable gift. Additionally, Jon would leave a giant wolf of 1.5 meters, the symbol of his house under his feet.