Chapter 1

Hello there welcome to A Game of Thrones Werewolf In the North!

So I died, and the first thing I saw was a yellow moon in the distance. When I rose, I could see a white wolf in front of me. It was the first time I had ever seen one in my whole life, and I was sure they weren't gigantic like the one in front of me. It was towering over me, standing around 4 meters. Its white fur glowed softly and flowed in the wind. I couldn't help but stare into its scarlet cosmic eyes that showed the universe within them. A soft, angelic voice resonated loudly in my head.

"Hello there… young human, come, I won't bite."

The voice was warm, and before I noticed, my body intuitively walked towards the gigantic wolf in front of me. My knees bent, and as I kneeled, I felt utterly powerless when it looked down at me.

"You may speak, child. I can understand that this is shocking to you."

Snapping me out of my senses, I didn't know where to start first.

"So…am I dead?"

The wolf nodded.

"Why am I here?"

"Well, to be blunt, I killed you."

Widening my eyes in shock, it placed a paw on my mouth, covering my whole head.

"I killed you because I was bored. Please don’t complain, I’ll just bring you back to life in a different world."

Moving its paw back down, it rested its head, meeting me on the voidless ground. Meeting its gaze, I got up and stood right in front of it.

"I have this game going on with a few of my friends in the Game of Thrones world. We like to mess with those guys here and there, but anyways. Once every century, we hold a game where we choose champions to fight for us. Are you in? I will give you powers, so make sure you choose wisely."

Scratching the back of my head, I let out an exhausted sigh. I was killed by a giant dog just to fight in some fantasy war. But thinking about it, my life sucked, so why am I complaining?

"Can I say what I want?"

"Yes, you can have three wishes."

Closing my eyes, I understood what I was getting into.

"First wish, I want to be born Beyond the Wall with the Free Folk."

The wolf closed its eyes. "Done. May I ask why Beyond the Wall of all places? I've seen that culture of savages there. They are barely able to get along."

Pinching my nose I let out a sigh "The free folk don't want anything but to leave and go south so they can live and once they did they were led by the man who knows nothing and at the end of their story they go back beyond the wall cause of the way those fools wrote the show they all honestly just deserve better and I intend to make it so."

Looking at me the wolf closed its eyes and nodded. "That is a valid reason human you may win this if you play your cards right now go on with your second wish."

"Oh right for my second wish, I would like to know all the languages as the free folk are more restricted in their native tongue it would help me translate for them in the future."

"And for my third wish, I want the combat experience of the taskmaster."

"Oooh that last one was a good choice now with that out of the way I will give you something that will tip the scales in your favor."

The wolf closed its eyes opening they shined with divine power It blasted me in white light I could feel my skin burn and started to lose consciousness but before I could it spoke to me. "I Lupa the she-wolf goddess bestow you the power of Lycanthropy surely you can control the beast that lay inside but if not it will swallow you whole and kill everyone around you I wish you luck and remember I will be watching have fun being a baby."

With those final words I was teleported to an endless void of darkness in front of me was me On top of the screen read character creation with writing on the bottom.

[P.S I thought you would want to change the way you looked and what you're wolf form will have fun] :))

I let out a small chuckle rubbing my hands together I cracked my knuckles and left the skin dark-toned as there are barely any black people in this world I will be a standout figure I was already handsome back in my previous life so I didn't change my face.

Next were the eyes I made then crimson red just like the god to represent her. Adding the hair I faded it out to a pure white like snow that was short but reached the back of my neck.

I gave my body a muscular physique I rarely worked out but kept a skinny yet lean physique but I only stood at 5'10 feet I changed the height to 7 feet after finishing that I switched over to my werewolf form. It was your typical werewolf similar to the film 'The Wolfman though it was one of my guilty pleasure movies it was not what I intended it to be.

I was always a fan of the movie Van Helsing' which starred Hugh Jackman it hands down has the best werewolf and Vampire design Ever since I entered the film industry, I've been captivated by its magic. Closing my eyes, I imagined the hulking beast from the movie. When I opened them again, I was startled to see a 10-foot werewolf standing before me. Its red eyes burned with fury, a clear indication of its status as an alpha. The fur was as dark as the night. Not particularly fond of that, I visualized the fur changing to the same color as my hair—pure white, like fresh snow. After taking one more good look, I felt pleased with the transformation And was ready for my new life.

[YEAR 280 AC]

Pain, crushing, and excruciating pain that's what welcomed me after regaining consciousness. I felt like I was in a tight and wet cave that wanted to crush me. Oh I'm being born, am I? I wished I'd chosen my words better but unfortunately, I could go back.

"Keep pushing Arla I can see the head." The man I assumed was my Father said, encouraging my new mother to push me out of her. If I could I would crawl out of here just so we both would stop hurting especially her I was a mom's boy in my previous life and loved her with all my heart when we died from cancer it devastated me. And in a world of no medicine no doctors no antibiotics it was a 50/50 chance of my new mother surviving.

"One more push," the man said. Seconds later, I was in the new world and felt cold. "It's a boy Arla a beautiful boy," the man said."Let me see our boy please." she said in a weak voice my Father wrapped it in a cloth and given to my mother "Oh my little wolf you will be known as Able Wolfclaw." She cradled me in her arms all I could do was just suck on her breast and man was I hungry. If I'm matching the timeline, then Job and Rob should be born now which means the war down south should be ending. Everything down south is none of my concern for the moment until I make a name for myself and unlock my powers. Luckily my mother didn't die giving birth to me which made me happy but I soon realized my father died only a few days after my birth how I found out was mother cried woke me out of my sleep she held me tight and he never came home after that. It left me depressed she put on a strong front she was a hardened warrior who couldn't show weakness but I could hear her cry when she thought I was sleeping months went by and I was already one year old I could walk already but talking was still a problem my vocal cords hadn't formed yet.

My mother would usually go out hunting with the others which left me with all the other children they all would cry when I came around I guess my eyes scared them and the caretakers. When I turned five my mother could tell that I was different from the other kids my eyes were red and my hair was white I even grew canines I was stronger and faster and already four feet.

[YEAR 289 AC]

When I turned eight my mother Eventually, started training me with swords and bows I was proficient with every weapon I touched everyone called me a prodigy l even tussled some of the older kids who thought it was wise to mess with me. Today I was practicing my archery when I got to the range spot I saw a young Ygritte she was training with a bow as well she drew back her arrow hitting the center of the target. She looked over to me and scoffed she insulted me making her friends behind her laugh at me and hurled more insults at me. Ygritte was older than me by a year but I was still taller than her at 5'8 in height her archery was better than even some adults but not mine.

I lined up my bow letting out a deep breath I hit the center and once made the group silent drawing again I hit the same spot splitting the arrow in half then did it again sending the arrow through the mat. Without saying a word I retrieved my arrows when I turned back around I saw Ygritte bow in hand standing with her arms crossed.

She moved closer to me until she got in my personal space looking down at her I could smell her scent it was weird and smelled like some kind of flower. "You're that weird kid the others talk about, Able, right? I'm Ygritte." She extended her hand out for a handshake, ignoring the fact that she called me weird. I shook her hand and walked away.

As I was walking away, I felt like my sixth was telling me to jump Flipping in the air I landed gracefully on a barrel of hay. Ygritte and her friends were all in shock, dropping her bow, her mouth hanging open. Sighing, I landed on the ground and returned to my tent.

When I turned thirteen my body started to develop muscles I got taller and more handsome over time I mastered my sword techniques eventually I was even decent with a bow and my mother took me hunting for the first time. We were to hunt a deer as it would prove that I was worthy enough to join hunts but not hunt by myself yet.

Reaching the forest Mother found footprints She called me over and taught me how to track animals and place traps we had a herd of deer eventually we caught up to it. Lining up the shot my mother touched my shoulder "Don't strain your shoulders breathing and relax." Taking her advice I took deep steady breaths the world went quiet all I could hear was my breathing I lined up the shot releasing it I struck one in the head it fell over limp causing the others to run away.

"Good job Able." She ruffled my hair and to say that I was proud of myself was an understatement. We dragged the deer back home she taught me how to skin and gut it I puked the first time which seemed hilarious to her.

[YEAR 298 AC]

When I turned seventeen It was the beginning of the show which mean everything will start about now. I wouldn't attack yet what I needed to do was unite all the tribes but first I needed to learn was how to transform. It was there in my head I could feel it with every day that primal urge it only grew stronger. In the dead of night, I snuck out of the camp with enough food to last me for a couple of days I knew leaving my mother would be difficult and she would be worried so I wrote her a note saying

'I've been called by the Old Gods and when I return I will lead us all to paradise.'

This world was controlled by religion, and if I could persuade the free folk to think that I was chosen by the old gods they would follow me and maybe down the like I make more werewolves, it would either A) be terrible or B) go smoother than intended. I looked back at the camp one last time, not knowing how long it would take for me to return home. Yes, this place was my home. Over time, I began to lose my memories of my old life and started to love the people I encountered, even though some treated me terribly. But I couldn't t blame them; they had suffered generations of unending cold hell. Babies wouldn't wake up some nights, their parents couldn't bury them, so they had to burn them and do nothing. Gone days or weeks without food, this only strengthened my resolve to free them even stronger.

I traveled the whole night until morning when I reached my destination The Fist Of First Men it would give me a good point in directions and far away from anyone if I ran to some crowswell that's on them. Why I wanted to come here was to find some dragon glass as well just in case I ran into any White Walkers. I need to start my move winter was coming around this time Robert the king of slobs should be dying to a boar right now which meant everything is going to go to shit soon.

I have been tracking the moon cycles for a few months, and tonight will be a full moon. The sky was cloudy, blocking the moon, but I could still feel the ticking clock in my head. There, I could feel the beast inside wanting to come. When the clouds parted, my legs gave out, my head felt unspeakable pain, and my heart - oh gods, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst. My clothing felt so hot I had to take it off. I lay on the ground in agony, my bones were cracking, causing me to twitch and roll over the ground. When the moon reached its peak, I lost all control over myself. I clawed my face and ripped open my chest; there was no blood, what lay underneath was white fur. Grabbing my face, I pulled it back, revealing the beast underneath my mouth turned into a snout my teeth turned into razor sharp fangs. My body transformed in a matter of seconds. What once stood as a young boy was now a hulking monster only heard of in legends. I let out a howl to the sky, and in return, I could hear multiple wolves howling back at me in the distance.

[JON'S SNOW POV]

The wall isn't what I thought it was. They weren't honorable men here, they were thieves, rapists, criminals, unwanted men. And I have decided to join them. Uncle Benjen went beyond; he said he'll return shortly. But what concerned me more was Ghost. He was always quiet, and sometimes I could almost understand what he was saying, like he was speaking to me in my head. But tonight was different; he was barking up at the wall. I tried to stop him, and when I did, I could feel something. He was afraid. That's when a howl came from over the wall. Everyone came out of their cabins to see if it was Ghost.

Alliser Thorne, a man I didn't like at all, came running towards me and Ghost. I grabbed the hilt of my sword just in case he attacked Ghost. "What the hell was that howling?" I quickly gave him my answer, "It wasn't Ghost, sir, it came from over the wall." He and everyone else looked up at the wall and started laughing. When they died down, Alliser scoffed and spat on the ground. "That wall is 700 meters tall and 300 miles long, and you're saying that the howl came from over it?" I nodded my head, "Aye, it did, sir." Maester Aemon limped his way towards us and pointed at the sky. "Snow speaks the truth. I was out here when I heard it, and that was no wolf. Send word to King's Landing, winter has come."