Chapter 2: Jon Fucking Snow

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"Did any change happened Maester Luwin" a heavly pregnant woman ask a older Man wearing a grey robs and chains attached to it

"Afraid not my Lady, Young Jon didn't show any sign of waking up" Maester Luwin informs his Lady with sorrow in his voice

It had happen a few days after Lord Stark called his banners to fight against the iroborns rebellion
A pox epidemic happen that through all of Wintertown and Winterfell

The pox were letal leaving only one victim alive
Jon Snow, Lord Stark natural born son

But the poor boy had fallen into a deep sleep from at least a month by now and nothing that Maester Luwin did worked

"Please give me a moment alone Maester" Lady Stark says softly

Maester gives a nod Before boeing and leaving them alone

Lady Stark stares at the unconscious 7 year old boy, his soft breathing being the only sound in the room

"At first I feared that you would hurt Robb or would usuper him but only now I see how blind I have been, Robb have hounding every servant for any piece of information about you and he refused to sleep or doing his tasks until Maester Luwin assures that you are okay, even Sansa is following suit" Lady Catelyn ends with bitter laugh

"Gods I have been so blind, so much fear and anger to see a motherless boy, someone who just craved love as a threat, I don't know If you can hear me Jon but please survive, for you father, for Robb, for Sansa and for this little one inside womb, he deserves to meet you" Lady Stark tells him with tears on her eyes

She kiss his forehead softly before leaving the room, her next stop Godswood

"Well well look at we have here" A slimy and lecherous voice interrupts her walk on corridos of Winterfell

She turns around and see a 6 unkownm man wearing missmatched armors with a symbol of Kraken with their weapons draw

'Ironborns but How!?' Catelyn thinks in panic
"GUARDS!!" Catelyn screams for help

"Screams as much you want greenlander bitch, nobody will come" one of the ironborns tells her with a evil smirk on his face, making Catelyn gasp in fear

She can't run, her belly make that Impossible, she fear for her unborn babe and her life

"I think I gonna made you my salt wife but first I gonna rip that spawn out your womb and give it to the drown god" the leader say in delight at seeing Catelyn fear on her face

He pulls out a large butcher knife and walks to her

'Please Gods Old and New, please save my Babe from this' Catelyn prays for help

Shoosh

The ironborn then stops his movements and stay still for a moment before falling to ground dead

A purple ethereal-flame like arrow stucking out of his forehead

Seeing this everyone looks back from where the arrow came from
Catelyn gasp in suprise, joy and confusion as she recgonize who fired the arrow

It's Jon, now awake holding a bow made out of purple Flames

It's Jon, now awake holding a bow made out of purple Flames

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