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"FALL BACK!" they screamed. The gates opened to allow for the men outside to rush into the walls as the dead gained more ground and began swarming the walls, piling atop each other creating a tower of bodies to climb. The archers had to eventually abandon their bows and resort to the use of dragonglass swords. Even though many of the dead suddenly collapsed it still wasn't enough to even the numbers. Once Jaime made it through the gates he immediately climbed up the walls to keep the dead from reaching the top. He saw Davos just barely keeping the dead off of him and Samwell Tarly struggling with even one. Jaime ran over to Davos and fought the remaining dead off of him. He then grabbed him by his breastplate. "We need more men in the godswood! Bran can't die before the Night King reveals himself!" Davos gave a nod before stabbing a wight approaching from behind. Jaime turned around to continue fighting and Davos began ordering men into the godswood.
"WE NEED MEN IN THE GODSW-" but his words are cut short as the gates are breached by a giant. The giant begins running through Winterfell stomping and smacking anyone in sight including Lyanna Mormont. But the little bear is a fighter. She rises to her feet screaming as she charges the giant. On the outside she seems fearless but in reality fear is what's driving her. Not fear for her life but fear for the lives that will be lost of that giant stays standing. The giant hears her screams and picks her up in one hand and begins crushing her and slowly bringing her closer to her face. As he squeezes her armour crumbles around her and her bones begin to break in. But Lyanna's a fighter and she won't die without a fight. With one arm free she draws her dragonglass sword and plunges it into the giants eye. The giant lets out a scream before collapsing into pieces as the life from Lyanna's eyes slowly fades.
Daenerys
Daenerys watched from dragonback as both battles unfolded before her. Jon and his team fought the White Walkers and she was just barely able to distinguish him wielding a flaming sword. She didn't even know he could ignite his sword but she knew it was him by the way he swung Longclaw. When she looked to her left she could see the battle rage on. The wights had breached their armies and had began entering the castle. You need to kill Viserion, she told herself. Thousands will die if Viserion is still flying. But the screams. Even from atop her perch she could hear the screams of people being slaughtered within the walls. Thousands will die if you do nothing. Daenerys decided to make the quick decision to send Rhaegal to burn the wights, leaving her with just Drogon to fight Viserion, putting her at a slight disadvantage. But once Rhaegal began burning wights she felt better. While the screams were still ever so present they lessened and the armies had a stronger chance at fending off the wights. Then she hears it. As if he was waiting for exactly that, the ever so familiar screech envelops the air and she can just barely see the shadow of a great beast flying above the clouds. With fury in her eyes Daenerys commands Drogon to ascend into the clouds so they can bring peace to her child and his brother.
Once Daenerys reaches the clouds it was a beautiful sight. The moonlight reflecting off the clouds giving the night an amazing glow. If only she could've seen it under different circumstances because the sight before her was anything but pleasant. She flew in place before Viserion with the Night King mounted on his back staring at her with and icy cold stare while Daenerys stared back with fire in her eyes. "Dracarys!" she screamed as Drogon let loose his flames and Viserion did the same. The orange and blue flames collided and erupted the sky into a dance as the blue flames licked Daenerys' skin while both dragons battled for dominance. Suddenly the blue flames stop bursting and Viserion comes charging through the flames spewed by his brother and they intangle in close range combat. Biting, scratching, clawing. Both dragons tear at each other as Daenerys struggles to hold on and the Night King attempts to aim his spear. His attempts are inconsequential as Drogon knocks him of Viserion's back with his tail and then tears a hole in his wing sending him plummeting to the ground along with his rider. Daenerys commands Drogon beneath the clouds and sees the Night King landed amongst forest and she won't be able to find him. She decides it be best to wait for him to reemerge and flies Drogon back to Winterfell to help fight off the wights.
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My version of Game of Thrones season 8
FanfictionThis is my version of season 8 because as of right now I don't really like the direction season 8 is going for and I'd prefer to write my own version. Purely for my own entertainment and if others decide to read this and enjoy then for theirs as wel...