Ch39. Bellatrix's fun/Ygritte's despair

Ygritte was having a fun afternoon, hunting in the woods when she was interrupted. A woman in some kind of Westerosi dress appeared at the edge of the clearing she was in with a savage grin. Ygritte instantly went on guard as there was nothing normal on a kneeler appearing so far North of the Wall. Especially a good-looking kneeler woman in a luxurious dress! Ygritte quickly reacted according to her instincts and an arrow instantly flew towards the woman in a black dress.

To Ygritte's surprise, the woman just sidestepped the arrow! This was bad! Fucking bad!

Ygritte swiped another arrow and fired it at the enemy in front of her only to see it being caught with her bare hand! Ygritte quickly ran out of the clearing, hoping to lose her in the forest.

Bellatrix saw the scared girl who was oh so similar to the Weaselettes. No, that was not their name. Weasels? No... Hmm. Ah! Weasleys! She did not like Weasleys...

She sidestepped yet another arrow flying at her from foliage and happily went on her hunt. Today will be a weasel!

Ygritte zig-zagged through the trees at her highest speed, trying to not trip. She was panting hard and after five minutes of running, she stopped to take a breather. Her hands on her knees, she panted as she looked around.

She was safe. Thank-

"Booo!"

Bellatrix restrained her urge to giggle when the weasel jumped at her sudden voice and yet another arrow was fired straight at her out of pure instinct. This time, she transfigured the arrow into the air as it came close to her. To the girl, it must have looked as if the arrow was slowly destroyed...

And there she went, hehe. Bellatrix thought her target was funny. She was running for her dear life when Bella wanted only to talk.

But Bellatrix was kind. She had no heart to take such an exciting chase from the girl! After all, she was having fun!

Ygritte ran through the forest, feeling someone following but every time she turned around she could not see anyone! She was growing more paranoid by the second. Moreover, she was getting tired. She finally stopped, leaning on a tree as her body slid down to the ground in exhaustion. She breathed hard, trying to calm herself.

It took her three minutes to finally have her breathing under control. Ygritte closed her eyes and supported her head on the bark. She just sat there like that for five minutes but the feeling of eyes on her didn't cease. Ygritte opened her eyes...

Her heart almost stopped when she saw the black-haired woman silently crouching next to her, intently staring at her while tapping her chin with a stick she held.

Ygritte's blood ran cold from the dangerous feeling she felt from the woman! She quickly scrambled to her feet and jumped behind the tree, away from the eyes of the black-haired woman, running away in fright!

Bellatrix stared at the back of the weasel. Sigh, she is such a scaredy-cat! She was only looking at her but it made the girl jump and run away. Is THIS the woman Thomas wanted to rule the Kingdom-Beyond-Wall? Bellatrix didn't understand. Except...

She leaned her hand to the side, letting an arrow sail harmlessly past it, right through the spot she had previously her forehead.

At least the girl had guts.

As Ygritte ran she suddenly stumbled on something. Her body was sent rolling in the snow until it stopped. With a groan she stood up, looking at what made her trip. As her eyes looked towards the spot... every hair on her body stood up. From the snow, a hand and a head were sticking out. What made Ygritte afraid were the ice-cold glazed light-blue eyes on the head that followed her as if she were a piece of meat.

She gulped as her mind cursed. She just had to trip and wake up a Wight! Her finger didn't even manage to twitch as twenty more undead sprang up around her, surrounding her. Ygritte was despairing. She was alone, no way to run and her enemies were already dead.

Tears ran down her cheeks as she resolved to at least put up as much of a fight as she can...

"Well, well, isn't this an interesting sight?"

A giddy high-pitched voice resounded through the clearing, making Ygritte's mind stop short. The black-haired woman was looking at the Wights with interest, licking her lips. She must be completely INSANE!

The Wight turned to her and stopped dead in their tracks.

Ygritte watched as the black-haired woman strutted towards the closest Wight and started looking all over it while the Wight... didn't do anything. Just watched her.

Bellatrix looked at the necromantic construct in front of her. It was a thing and things can be transfigured. Simple as that. She froze all liquid inside of it, making it unable to move.

"Interesting magic indeed." She muttered. "Quite barbaric, but I approve!" She nodded to herself, giggling when she saw the gaping look of the weasel.

"Hey, weasel... what are these called again?" Bellatrix turned to Ygritte, the Wight still not even a meter from her.

Ygritte didn't know what to think. But... she didn't dare to annoy the woman! She was muttering something about magic and clearly, even Wights are not attacking her!

"Wi-Wights."

"Ah, fine." The woman nodded and turned around to the Wight with a pondering look. Ygritte actually wanted to cry. She didn't cry for almost a decade! But now... watching the woman poke the Wight with her stick...

Just then Ygritte saw a man as if made of ice enter the clearing, right behind the black-haired woman.

White Walker.

We are fucked... Ygritte thought in despair.

She wanted to call out on her but...

But as the White Walker jumped at the black-haired woman it suddenly turned into a... puppy and the woman bitchslapped it away.

"Don't interrupt. You will have your turn."

Ygritte only watched as the puppy/White Walker impacted a tree, making the tree snap and fall to the ground with a creaking sound.

Fucked... She wanted to bash her head on a tree as she remembered she fired arrows at the woman!

Ygritte watched as the woman made Wights crumble and disappear in various ways one by one.

Bellatrix on the other hand had a blast. She analyzed the spell, no, the ritual used to create those and it was quite idiotic, really. But it worked wonders. Alas, it also had a lot of weaknesses, hence her fun! She was going from one undead to another, finding ways how to make the spell collapse!

Ygritte watched as the woman turned to the puppy and turned it back to White Walker. It instantly jumped at her only to be gripped by the throat by the frail woman! The White Walker kicked, punched, thrashed. Ygritte couldn't help but wince every time the woman was hit because she knew the physical power of White Walkers but the woman was not even looking as if she felt the hits! Not even a bruise appeared on her body!

"Ya shit are quite annoying you know? Here, Crucio."

Then the White Walker started to scream and Ygritte couldn't help but decide she had her new most unpleasant memory. She never thought she would see one of these monsters... tortured.

It took almost twenty minutes until the woman started to look bored of the screams.

"Well... I am done with you, Icy." She pointed the stick in the direction of the White Walker. "Avada Kedavra."

And the creature was no more as it shattered to thousands of pieces. Ygritte almost pissed herself at the sight. One of these immortal monsters was just killed by this… witch.

"Now... as for you." The woman turned to her and... darkness engulfed her.

Bellatrix stood, blinking in confusion as she stared at the crumbled form of the girl.

"Did the girl just faint? Damn, I know I am gorgeous but this..."