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Jon Snow, The Wolfs wood, Near Winterfell

Jon was upset

What's more, annoyance was not enough to describe what he felt at that moment

He had always been a good son, he had always strived to honor his father, always aware of his position in life, no matter how unfair the situation}

But today... by the Gods, today he had lost control

Jon was returning from training as usual, drills with Ser Rodrik, drills with the guards and a practice session with his brother and the iron born scum

 And as usual, Jon let Robb win the match, not that his brother was a bad swordsman, just that Jon was better

Just as Theon was the best archer in Winterfell, Jon was the best swordsman, period.

No matter how much it bothered the southern dogs who called themselves knights

But today...

After the first round, his brother was really proud of himself

Flashback

"Come on Jon, at this rate you won't be able to catch me" exclaimed Robb as Ser Rodrik approached to congratulate him on his performance

And then, Theon's stupid voice was heard again

"Why are you trying, Snow? There's no way a simple bastard like you has what it takes to beat true born like us” smugness and stupidity was more than evident in the young archer's voice

Jon frowned, but stifled his answer, as soon as this fucking farce was over, he could go to the woods and train for real, away from the hypocritical and judgmental eyes of the inhabitants of Winterfell, double-faced assholes who smiled in his face and insulted and denigrated him behind his back

Typical of cowards, Jon thought, as he examined the sword

But then, the prisoner spoke again

“Ser Rodrick, why should Robb train with the bastard? Evidently, he has not the necessary skill," said the stupid squid, forgetting that, in that courtyard, Theon was the least skilled with the sword

"Bold words, coming from you, but what can I expect from a filthy pirate like you, you're just a filthy Iron Born, after all," Jon snapped, losing his temper at the stupidity and arrogance of the imbecile Greyjoy

Would he regret it later? It is likely

But seeing the arrogant face turn completely red was totally worth it

"Who do you think you are to talk to me like that, bastard?" I am Theon Greyjoy, heir to the Iron Islands and Lord Stark's Ward," cried young Greyjoy with fury in his face

Jon just rolled his eyes and replied

"Is that what you say to yourself to sleep at night Greyjoy? That you are here as a Ward? You know perfectly well that you are a prisoner, nothing more and nothing less, the moment your stupid father decides to commit another stupid thing, Lord Stark will cut off your fucking head as if you were a little lamb, and please, I prefer to be a thousand times a bastard of a noble house like the Starks, than to show off a place as insignificant and disgusting as the Iron Islands” Jon mocked cruelly,  knowing full well that Greyjoy would lose control

With a roar of fury, Theon lunged at Jon, like a rabid animal as he took the wooden sword from Robb's hands

"I WILL TEACH YOU TO RESPECT YOUR BETTERS BASTARD!"  roared the insignificant squid

And Jon, equally tired of the prisoner's attitudes, was looking forward to this moment

Theon threw a clumsy sword punch at Jon, who simply deflected it with his and responded with a hard blow to the wrist

Theon let out a scream and quickly responded with another strike from the practice sword, which had the same result, Jon quickly avoided the clumsy blow and responded with one of his own, now using both hands and aiming directly at Theon's right hand

The blow was sharp and powerful, Theon let go of the sword at the same time as he began to scream, it was evident that the hand was injured, possibly broken 

Did Jon care that he had broken the young Lord's hand? Honestly not

And even letting himself be carried away by his temperament, Jon continued, using that technique that warrior of House Umber had taught him

He grabbed Theon's left arm and using his weight, threw him to the ground, where he landed completely stunned and staring at Jon with something he had never felt for the bastard

Fear

 However, just at the moment when Jon was going to give Theon a reminder for life on his face, a pair of huge arms grabbed him from behind, separating him from the defeated and terrified squid

Knowing who they belonged to, Jon screamed, completely filled with fury, wanting to finish what he had started

"LET ME GO!" LET ME GO! Why do you defend it?” Jon roared looking treacherously at Ser Rodrik

"He's defeated and I won't let you do something you're going to regret," said the knight

but Jon knew the truth, so looking at the master-at-arms he reproached

"Curious, you didn't seem interested in intervening when it was Theon who would teach me a fucking lesson, you're a hypocrite, like everyone in this fucking castle" Jon said as he let go of the knight's arms

Rodrik didn't even deny it, he just replied

"He's a Lord and you..." Jon interjected

"A bastard, of course, how can I expect anything different from a Southerner filth like you" Jon snapped furious beyond believe, looking at Ser Rodrik

The man frowned angrily and replied

“I'm as northerner as your boy”

Jon just laughed cynically and answers

"And yet, you proudly bear the title of the False Gods, you bow your head submissively when you see how the trout bitch and her people built a putrid sept in the heart of the north, you are as southern as she is" Jon spat as he began to walk towards the stables

"As soon as you return, you will be punished," said Ser Rodrik, in a last attempt not to lose control of the situation

Jon just spats at his feet and spoke

"Whatever, it's not like you taught me anything useful anyway”

Jon then took his horse, the one he had managed to buy by selling furs he hunted for years and began to run into the forest

Not knowing that, that night, his destiny would change forever

Flashback end

Young Snow would hit his favorite tree over and over again, practicing the moves nonstop, hitting the tree over and over again with the heavy practice sword he had managed to pull out of the castle

And then, it happened...

An emerald glow illuminated the forest, at the same time as a female scream was heard, interrupting the tranquility of the forest

Jon followed the voice, finding something really... peculiar

A maiden, as beautiful as a goddess and apparently wounded, if the manner in which she held her side was any indication, was dressed in elegant clothes and had a sword on her back

However, what really caught Jon's attention was his beautiful silver hair, which seemed to glow with its own light

Without wasting a second, Jon cautiously approached and offered

"My lady, do you need help?" he asks worriedly, looking around

The beautiful lady raised her head, and instantly, Jon was completely lost in the beautiful green eyes that looked at him as if reading his soul

However, the beautiful woman's face denoted concern

"You must go, they are coming, if they see you here..."

Clearly, the maid was hallucinating, Jon deduced, after all, there was no one else here

"Let me help you, Winterfell is near, my father will be able to assist you and..." However, the maiden shook her head quickly

"No, no, you have to leave, now, or else..." however, at that instant, several blue and black lights began to appear

"Shit, they're already here" said the woman with ashen hair as she looked at Jon even more desperately

"Go please," said the beautiful woman in a desperate last attempt to make him flee  

However, Jon's attention was entirely on the towering figures that came out of the mysterious lights, black and cadaverous armor, huge and terrifying

Behind them, the one who was evidently the boss, looked around, focusing his black gaze on Jon, at the same time saying indifferently

"Kill the human and capture Zireael," ordered a gloomy voice, looking indifferently at Jon and focusing his efforts on the beautiful maiden

Jon, seeing that the lady was in no condition to fight, took his sword from his back and prepared to fight, and though he trembled with fear, he stood up to the demons with courage

"Go away, she doesn't want to go with you," Jon said, as he prepared to fight

They were larger, with heavy armor and dark swords, however, all armor had a weak point and although being larger was synonymous with more strength, it was also synonymous with slowness

The demons, quite confident, faced Jon without taking him seriously, with arrogance and stupidity

Something they paid for in spades

Jon was able to notice a curious blind spot in the armor, right in the armpit, where, when they raised the sword to fight, they were completely exposed

So, the moment the two demons approached and raised their swords, speaking in their damn language to each other, Jon makes his move

With the speed of a hawk and the lethality of a viper, Jon attacked, throwing a feint at the demon on the right, forcing him to raise his sword and being exposed to Jon's attack

In an instant, Jon threw a lethal thrust into the being's armpit, the flesh received the metal like butter, piercing the demon, who could only give a groan of surprise, followed by a sigh, before falling to his knees

Such an act surprised his partner, who looked at him in horror, the time it took for Jon to decapitate him with a single blow

The rest of the demons paused at the ease with which the human had eliminated two of their hunters, causing the captain to step forward

"Enough, we don't have time for this" and a second later, he hit the ground with the heavy scepter, causing another of those dangerous blue lights to appear in the forest and, to Jon's surprise, a dangerous blizzard began to manifest itself in the forest, it was slow, almost lethargic, however, everything it touched perished, trees, flowers and animals

And he was heading straight for Jon

"Go away, you are going to die, please go," begged the beautiful woman, who had recovered a little

"I won't let you die," Jon replied stubbornly, looking around, trying to find a way to escape

The dangerous frost was approaching, but, curiously, Jon did not feel in danger, on the contrary, something inside him seemed to take strength in the presence of the magical cold

Unable to do anything about it, the frost touched Jon's skin

The demons awaited death, as did the beautiful maiden

However, today would not be the day that Jon Snow's story ended

"Impossible," murmured the beautiful lady, looking at Jon in amazement, while the demons looked on in terror

"No, it's impossible, it can't be true," said the captain, as he clenched his scepter tightly and looked at Jon, now with interest and suspicion

But Jon, that didn't matter, he felt good, very good, everything around him seemed to move slower, an immense power resided under his skin, at his fingertips, as if the contact with the magical cold had awakened something inside him

Something magical

And then, the wolf howled, and the cold obeyed

With a loud scream, Jon's eyes flashed with a white glow, as he took control of the magical frost, directing it towards the damn demons

Those who, for the first time, looked at each other worried

One by one, they began to be eaten by frost, their imposing armor useless in the cold embrace of death, in an instant, half of the demons were dead

"RETREAT, RETREAT, WE MUST INFORM THE KING!" shouted the captain, at the same time as he disappeared, along with the rest of the living soldiers

Jon, gripped by exhaustion, simply fainted, unaware that when he woke up, his life would have changed forever

Cirilla, the same moment

Ciri had traveled through endless worlds, however, finding someone who was able to master the White Frost was like winning the cosmic lottery

The handsome young man had defended her, putting his own life at risk, he was a little younger than her, with a delicious body and a beautiful face, a nice candy in her opinion

the right thing to do would be to leave the stranger in this place, perhaps with a little gold for the inconvenience, however, Ciri couldn't do it, a part of her wanted to be selfish, someone who could master the White Frost was too important to leave lost among the universes, this man's magical potential should be immense

In addition, the young man seemed quite skilled with the sword, so with a lot of regret but emotion too, Ciri approached the young man, ready to make the jump, he had given her time and would make the most of it

In addition, a part of her was excited, a companion in her adventures promising that her lonely life was what she needed

At that moment, a beautiful black steed, fully saddled and with provisions was present, it was evident that it belonged to the handsome young man

"So, that's how it should be," she whispered to herself, at the same time as she stroked the horse

Heavily, Ciri beat the young man's limp body and placed him on the horse, at the same time as she rode him

The beautiful maiden inhaled deeply, and decisively, activated her power, disappearing in a magical green light

The adventure of the black wolf and the silver lioness had begun

Jon Snow, unkown place

The heaviness disappeared, at the same time that Jon opened his eyes with difficulty, it was a strange feeling, his body overflowed with energy, as if he could practice for days without stopping, however, there was also a kind of fatigue

"You've woken up" he hears a melodious and beautiful voice

Jon shook his head and met that beautiful angel again

-“A...goddess," he muttered sincerely, causing the woman to look at him with amusement and respond

"You flatter me, you're pretty handsome too, stranger" the Goddess replied with amusement, at the same time stroking Jon's hair

Young Snow closed his eyes and was lost in the sensation for an instant

“Very nice... it feels...” Jon said letting out a soft sigh of pleasure

"Thank you for saving me, your magic is powerful, I didn't know that the White Frost could be controlled" said the Goddess sincerely

Jon just sighed and shook his head

“I'm sorry my lady, but what is White Frost? What magic are you referring to? I'm not a sorcerer, I'm just Jon” he ask in confusion

Those incredible green eyes looked at him in surprise, and the maiden replied slowly

"Your magic, you have an affinity with incredible frost magic, to the point of being able to master the White Frost, that will keep Caranthir and his dogs away for a while, again, thank you for your support," said the beautiful woman

Jon was about to answer, however, he saw that he was not in the woods near Winterfell, but on a kind of precipice, overlooking a beautiful ocean, where a remote island with a beautiful and gigantic tower could be seen

“We're not in Winterfell," Jon said, beginning to panic

The beautiful maiden looked at Jon and said simply

“When you fainted... The forest was freezing, I had to escape, taking advantage of your distraction, but if I left you, it was very likely that you would die, so, I brought you with me, as a thank you," replied the maiden

Jon looked at her in surprise, and nodded gratefully

"Thank you for saving my life, ahhm..." Jon looked at the beautiful woman with doubt in his eyes, not knowing her name

"Ciri, my name is Ciri" said the young Goddess with a huge smile

Nodding, Jon replied

"Nice to meet you, Ciri, I'm Jon, son of Eddard Stark," the young man replied proudly

"Oh, a noble and magical! That's not usually common," said the beautiful woman, while standing up elegantly, showing Jon's virgin eyes the incredible and delicious body of the young woman

"Where are we?" asked Jon with a strong blush, trying to avoid looking at Ciri's incredible and appetizing butt

The lady shrugged, hiding her look of satisfaction at seeing Jon eat her with his eyes and replied

“It's a new world, a traveler informed me that we are in High Rock, near the border of a place called Skyrim, the magic is strong, so we can hide from the hunt for a while, this will be fun!” Ciri exclaimed with emotion, happy to have a companion on her adventures

 Jon for his part, had the feeling that he was getting into something that would change his life forever, however, completely captivated by Ciri's beauty and attitude, he simply accepted, like the hormonal young man that she was

"Well, we must go to a place called Dagger fall, apparently it's the capital and..." Ciri continued talking non-stop, while Jon followed her in silence, completely comfortable with listening to the lady's beautiful voice

Jon and Ciri, the young wolf might get used to how that sounded

Jon mounted the horse and Ciri climbed behind him, taking the opportunity to run her hands all over Jon's torso, while whispering in his ear sensually

“Wow, wow Jon, you have an exquisite body, I'd like to... explore it thoroughly” said Ciri with a small laugh, which turned into a laugh when she saw Jon's blush

She would have a lot of fun breaking that shame of her wolf, thought the princess

"Next stop, Dagger fall" shouted the beautiful girl, at the same time that the horse began to trot, the adventure was just beginning

And Jon already felt more at home with Ciri than he ever felt in Winterfell

He could get used to this