Wild Gypsy

Chapter 8: Beyond The Wall

Chapter 8: Beyond The Wall

He can't remember or keep track of his time. How long has he been on this journey with the North. The clan is beginning to trust him. Well, some like Mance, Ygritte, Blackfish. Somewhere, he imagined what the others would think of him gone. Soundwave would definitely have a search party looking for him. As he move forward with the group, he realised something:

The temperature dropped at an alarming rate.

He's experienced cold before but this— this is a cold which would kill him in a matter of seconds. He does not have fur or an insulation in his body. He'll have to request Shockwave to build special capsules if he had to scout to the coldest part of the world. He felt something heavy on his back. Something heavy and...warm. He lets out a sigh, grateful for the warmth.

" Not so tough, aren't you?" a cocky voice asked him in a playful manner. He smirked. He appreciates the warmth but he's not going to let her know. One thing he knows about himself, showing the softer side of him will make him more of a target. That's the truth he learnt in his gladiator days.

" Still am," he retorted. " This cold doesn't bother me." Ygritte rolled her eyes knowing he's a good liar but she's a better observer. She decided not to push her luck. He'd probably be creamed if he's seen what lies ahead. She remembered the night where he told her about his past life. How interesting, depressing and even a bit relatable. His struggle to survive is almost similar.

She blushed at the subtle gesture between them. From the wing drape to their tails curling each other like cats. She shakes her head. Are you nuts?! You stole things from him! He'll never take you lightly.

Megatron decided to wrap his wings around himself like a cocoon. The ground began to feel moist, from the snow. He carefully thread the path, avoiding to slip from the freezing ground. Then, something caught his eye: A glacial wall that is exactly like the one his TIC showed him from the book. The picture of the book was a treat but seeing it in real life...it was breathtaking.

" Beautiful isn't it?" Mance padded up to him. He stared at the wall with admiration. " During Summer, you could watch the wall cry. Come, judgement will be there. We're going beyond that wall."

He wished the North's leader did not have to remind him.

...

The minute everyone arrived, excitement filled the air with dragons going to their huts which were made from logs. Some lived in caves which Megatron thought was better. He watched some dragons prancing around or frolicking in the snow as if they were still hatchlings. The younger ones start to crouch on the ice, making a hole to catch fish he has never seen before.

The fish had a dog-like face with whiskers. The body is either white or brown, fur coated with front paws at an odd shape. The 'fish's' caudal fin looked more horizontal than vertical. What made the warlord tilted his head is that this new creature literally barks like a dog.

" You've never seen a seal before?!" Ygritte exclaimed. " Oh, you Souths know nothing! They are a common prey here like you with boars. But I'm a seal and moose person. Come on, it's best you eat one if you want warmth." Megatron allowed her to do so since this is her clan's territory and not his. He may be a tyrant but boundaries are important.

It was declared that his judgement would be tomorrow as the clan needs to be fed and most of them were exhausted from the journey. He was offered to stay in Ygritte's cave for a night. Now this is a chance to know more about her. He followed her to the cave.

" I have an extra nest if you like," she offered. In her den, she had all sorts of collections, mostly weapons and jewels. He studied the weapons with caution. He knew weapons more than anyone from his clan so this is like a hall of fame for them.

" Impressive, right?" she smiled. " No one except me steal weapons. I find them fascinating to use. Sometimes if I find them useless, you just melt them to create new ones." Megatron's body brush passed hers. He had to admit her presence is comforting. Not to mention, her dedication to her clan and her wild spirit.

" Is my Star Saber in this collection?" he inquired. She swiped the sword with her tail. She held it out to him. He gingerly took it from her, confused. " You're simply giving me back just like that?"

She shrugged. " I supposed. I am just interested in the blade. It's like fine jewels and crystals merged together. I am drawn to those as you can see." Ah, so that's the reason she stole his Dark Star Saber.

" Hmm, how about if you join my clan?" he suggested. " I can show you the mines we have which has the resources to make my weapon. Plus, your skills are flawless as an assassin. You will never have to be on the run."

Never on the move was what Ygritte wanted. But, she is not sure for the offer is tempting yet it is her duty to serve her clan. " I-I am not sure," she admitted. " I will make my decision after the trial tomorrow."

He gently removed her necklace. " Very well. We'll see how I will handle tomorrow." He followed by unhooking her loop rings. She doesn't seem to mind as she looked into his crimson red eyes. " You know well I honed my gladiator skills from Kaon." After his last sentence, the finally detached the final jewel off of her.

Bare without her jewels, he drank in her appearance. She's so beautiful, pure, an opposite of him and his scarred life. Gently, she traced the scars on his face. Her touch are light as feathers, making him lean into her claw. " Each has a story," she murmured. She gently nuzzled him. He returned the gesture.

" Indeed," he sighed. Now both of them looked into each other without any hostility, remarks. He coiled his tail around her, bringing her close. He loved the warmth between them.

" If I am able to leave tomorrow," he breathed. " Come with me..." Before she could answer, he sealed her lips with a kiss.