My version of Game of Thrones season 8

Episode 9: The Dawn Part 3 (FINAL)

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JON

Without further contemplation Jon, Daario, and Grey Worm all run into the keep while the men are left to deal with the dead outside. Tyrion immediately barricades the door and turns to Jon who looks like he's about to rip the bricks out of the wall. "How many moon turns is she?" he asked.

"Seven," everyone was equally confused. Pregnancies are supposed to take up to nine moon turns and yet this one ended at seven.

"You must be wrong, it's not possible," Jon breathed.

"I've seen my sister give birth to three children and Daenerys is exhibiting the exact same symptoms she did," Tyrion thought it insane at first but after everything Daenerys told her about what she was feeling he knew it had to be true. "My only question is the same as all of yours. How?"

Jon's pacing came to an abrupt stop as he seemed to realize what was happening. "The Night King, he must've sped up Robb's growth. I don't know how but he did," Jon abruptly slammed his sword into the wall, completely knocking a brick clean out.

"Come, I'll bring you to her," as they began to make their way the doors behind them started to move inwards then out. The men outside had been killed and now the wights were attempting to break down the door.

Tyrion quickly moves through an archway and grabs a torch, "Everybody through here."

The three men quickly came through as the door burst open and the dead ran through. As soon as they did, Tyrion threw down the torch into the door and green flames blocked the dead in their path.

They all watched for a few seconds before they each turned around and bolted in the opposite direction. They ran into the throne room where Missandei was waiting for them. "Where is she?" Jon demanded. Missandei immediately grabbed him by the arm and guided him through a hall to some bedchambers where they already found Sansa, Jaime, and Brienne. Both Sansa and Jaime seemed to be attempting to help Daenerys as she screamed in pain.

Jon immediately moves to Daenerys' side and turns her to look at him. "Hey, hey I'm here."

Relief seemed to flow through Daenerys which was quickly replaced by fear. "Jon, please don't let him get to Robb."

"He won't, I promise."

He turned to all the men in the room. "Don't let any of those things in here, understand?"

They all simultaneously nodded. "Jon," Daenerys whispered. "Don't do anything stupid."

Jon gave a quick nod and then left the room, followed by Daario. "What are you going to do?" he asked.

Jon took a deep breath. "Something stupid," he said as he walked off in the direction of the throne room to await the Night King's arrival, leaving Daenerys to be defended by who was left in there.

Jon walked through the halls, the sounds of explosions, roars, and swords clashing outside were all drowned out by the sound of his heartbeat ringing in his ears. A heartbeat that he promised himself will never stop again. He walked into the throne room where he got another look at the great iron throne. Forged by the thousand swords of Aegon's fallen enemies. Where his ancestors sat before him. From Aegon the Conqueror to the Mad King Aerys. From Robert the Usurper to the Boy King Tommen. The first Queen of Westeros Cersei. And now Daenerys Targaryen. Jon drew his sword, and sat down. And he waited for the Night King to arrive.

He sat and waited, eyes locked on the door until it opened. Finally the door opened and he stepped through. The Night King's icy blue eyes locked with Jon's furious grey eyes. The Night King drew his sword as its sound wrung throughout the hall. Jon ignited his sword and stepped down the steps, slowly just like the Night King. While Jon's face held a scowl that would send most men to cower in the corner. The Night King's face remained emotionless and empty as he held his sword in his hand.