Lady Amelia Lannister is the youngest daughter of Lord Tywin Lannister, and is suddenly torn between her family or following her heart's desire. Will she survived the deadly game of thrones?
(NOTE- I created the character, Amelia Lannister, and Hun...
Well here we go, this is how I wish season 8 went instead of the *coughs* trashend *coughs* we got. Hope you guys like it!
It's most likely gonna be the longest chapter I ever wrote. 😅 damn. Anyway....
Now back to the story!
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***( Jon POV) ***
Watching Dany and Drogon burned the Night King in flames, was a sight, but when the flames revealed that the Night King was still standing. He was smirking in triumph. That wasn't a good sign, and I saw him reach for one of his spears that he had on and aimed it at Dany and her dragon. She quickly had Drogon fly away to avoid getting hit.
The Night King turned to looked at me with no emotion on his face. I watched as he looked around and I saw a lot of bodies around me. The Night King raised his arms up and the dead opened their eyes—eyes that were an icy bright blue color.
They rose up and turned to face me. The fallen Dothraki, Soldiers and Wildlings are facing me.
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Then they started to charges towards me, I held onto my sword and was ready to fight them. Metal was clashing against metal of the armor that some of them wore, the sounds of the dead screeching made you want to cover your ears.
As soon as I cut down more than one of the dead, more would come towards me. As there was no end to this. Until there was a burst of flames coming by, engulfing the dead, as I saw Dany helping from above.
The dead screeching in agony as they crumbled to the ground, the Night King was watching. Soon Dany and Drogon landed on the ground, she shouted.
"Go!" "But Bran..." I responded. "GO!"
I charged towards the Night King, but he was also retreating as well, walking away at his leisure, as the dead rose up to help him. I swore I would killed him back at Hardhome. And now it's tome to end his reign.
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***(Daenerys POV)***
I watched Jon run after the Night King, as Drogon sweeps his tail back and forward to keep the Dead from reaching us. But it didn't hold for too long, they were climbing on Drogon, and giving him cuts and biting on him.
I turned to see a dead walker coming to me as he gets closer and I start to panic and Drogon also sensed me panicking as well.
I rolled off of Drogon and I saw how he was panicking and took off into the air. Now here I am, alone, facing the Walkers. The dead dropping from Drogon's body and landing in front of me. I flinched a bit, as I saw them open their eyes and they made a weird growling sound.
