Chapter 14

In another place, Beyond the Wall, The White Walkers and the Night King had entered the tunnels beneath the Wirewood tree at the Fist of the First men after they murdered most of the Children.

Already, The Children Of The Forest were falling like flies in front of the might of the White Walkers and the rights. The once ancient and proud race was reduced to extinction at the hands of their own creation.

And I was there to watch it all happen, Was I going to stop it? Hell, No. They reap what they sow. Just like humanity in my original world will reap what it sowed when they either die because of Global Warming or when they start launching WMDs at each other. True they were desperate in their war against Firstmen, But that is no excuse for causing a global event that's sole purpose is to end all life on the planet.

I considered getting rid of the Walkers here and now, But... They simply were too convenient. I could use them as a threat against practically everyone, I could use them to get rid of who I don't like now with the COTF, And I still need them to be able to dissolve the Night's Watch.

After Meera killed that White Walker, They all ran away while Summer stayed behind to fend them. She almost died but I intervened and made her lose consciousness, cutting the connection between her and Bran. I healed her while keeping the wights away and teleporting with her before the Walkers could sense me.

Blood Raven's physical body was killed. Leaf earned a sort of redemption (Never a complete redemption, She caused all this in the first place when she turned that man into the Night King.) when she sacrificed her life to earn a bit of time for Bran, Meera, and Hodor to run away.

Then the scene that made me ugly cry and almost break something back in my original world began. Hodor becoming Hodor after he was originally Wylis. Fuuuuck You, Bran. I don't care if your life was on the bloody line, Fuck You. You took a healthy boy that had dreams of becoming a knight and turned him into a simple-minded man who is only able to say the words foreshadowing his own death for you.

This is simply so fucked up on so many levels that I can't bear to let his fate end like this. It's just not right. So after Bran and Meera disappear into the howling wind, I grab Hodor and start healing him. I don't stop at just the wounds he sustained from the wights, I also repair the damage caused by Bran's wraging and make him younger by twenty years. It won't help him regain his ability to speak right away but at least he will be able to relearn how to speak and how to function as he did back when he was Wylis.

Now for the little finally, I fling a little fire at the Wirewood which engulfs it immediately. It won't kill the Walkers, But it will distract them and let Meera and Bran meet Coldhands.

I waited and here he was Coldhands killing wights with such efficiency that if we had a hundred like him, The Night's Watch could hold the wall against the armies of the Walkers alone. He took Meera and Bran with him and managed to get away from the wights and lose their trace.

By sunrise, He was skinning a hare he hunted, Not even wasting the blood, putting it in a cup.

"Why did you help us?" Meera asked looking like a frightened rabbit.

He stopped squeezing the hare of its blood. "The Three-Eyed-Raven sent for me."

"The Three-Eyed-Raven is dead" She deadpanned.

He started skinning the hare again. "Now he lives again."

At that moment, Bran woke up with a grunt. Meera moved to his side and helped him sit.

"When I last saw you, You were a boy. Fearless boy. Loved to climb Castle walls and frighten his mother." He looked at Bran while saying this.

"Aye, Until Jaime Lannister put an end to that by pushing him off that tower."

To his credit, He moved the second I said 'Aye', And threw a dagger right at me. I caught it before it hit me in the eye.

Meera and Bran looked at me, and Bran didn't seem to recognize me.

"Is that how you treat your nephew, Uncle Benjan? And here I was looking forward to joining you in another ranging." I joke with him.

"...Jon?" He asked, He was the closest person to the original Jon after Arya, So it was no surprise that he would know it's me right away. "What happened to you? And how are you here?"

"Well, Let's just say that you aren't the only person that was brought back from the dead. The only difference is that I was brought back in a different way than you."

"Jon?" Bran looked quite confused, considering that he was supposed to be able to know everything as the Three-Eyed-Raven, I could quite understand him. "How are you here?"

"I am here to get you all to safety, The North has been divided and we are at war. If we are going to stand against the Others, We need to unite the North to have a chance against the Walkers." I answer.

"Take them then, I will not be able to come with you. The Wall stops the dead from passing and I am a man hanging on a thread." Benjan Stark says.

"I can take care of that. Just stay calm and don't struggle." I tell him before shoving my hand inside his chest.

"Hkgh!" He tries to remove my hand but I don't let him.

"I said don't struggle." I first rip his heart out, it had a piece of dragon glass inside it and wasn't beating. I then regrow him another heart and expel the cold outside his body by speeding up his blood flow.

He starts gasping, Color returning to his face as he regains his life-force. I let him rest for a bit and head for Bran.

"Come on, Bran. It's time for you to be able to walk again, But first I have to exorcise Blood Raven from you." I look at his eyes while saying this.