Gone but close - Game of Thrones [Bran Stark fanfiction]

Chapter 28

Brans pov:

The sound of a raven sounded. He followed it with a bow in his hand. The raven he saw had three eyes.

He had to shoot it. He didn't exactly know why, but he had to shoot it.

'Bran?' A voice of a girl sounded. He remembered that voice but now the voice didn't sound as happy as it had the last time he heard it for six long months.

He turned around but she was nowhere to be found. He sighed sadly averting his attention back to the raven. But the raven was gone.

'How many times does he have to tell you you have to follow the raven not try to kill it?' The voice sounded from behind him, he turned around and saw Toria. Her long brown hair was nicely done, her light skin lit up. The freckles on her face were dark. Her stormy grey eyes twinkled as she smiled at him.

She lifted her hand and took the bow out of his hand and dropped it on the ground.

'Toria,' he said smiling at her as she looked up at him, 'you.'

'Shh, go follow the raven, you will have to Bran,' Toria whispered, 'you need to learn.'

'Learn what?' Bran asked confused. Was she going to say something clever about something she had read again?

'Everything,' another voice sounded. He turned away from Toria to Jojen, 'go on. Follow the raven.'

'I was in the middle of...' he said frustrated and turned to Toria but she was gone. As if she was never there, 'talking to her.' He said sadly not wanting to go after the raven anymore.

'She's not there Bran,' Jojen said, 'remember? She's dead.'

'I know,' he sobbed.

'Now go on and get the raven,' Jojen said. So he went after the raven, but stumbled upon someone else.

'You're one of the triplets,' Bran said. The boy had curly brown hair, he was blind in his left eye and he had a cut from his forhead to his cheek which must have caused the blindness. His other eye was the same stormy grey as Toria's. He was more freckled and he had a smirk on his face. The triplets were known for mischievious smirks. Since his hair wasn't too long he knew this wasn't Donovar. This guy was either Diyen or Djesley. But neither of the two was blind the last time he saw him. So how did he get blind?

'Mhm,' he nodded, 'you will have to find that raven Bran, for your sake. You really have to. And maybe you'll find my sister.'

'She's dead.' Bran replied, 'all of the Darkerly's are dead. You are dead.'

He shrugged. 'You still have to go after that bloody raven pal.'

'Bran, everyone you're seeing is being an obstacle so you will not get to the raven,' Jojen replied appearing again.

'That makes you one as well,' Bran said.

'You should listen your friend Bran, its important.' Diyen or Djesley said.

'Which one are you? Diyen or Djesley?' Bran asked impatient.

He just shrugged and walked away into nothing.

Bran sighed. He did not want to see the dead anymore.

So he woke up. And the dream haunted him through the day as Jojen was annoyed he did not continue.