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| Jon Snow with Ygritte "Game of Thrones" |
A bit of fun with Game of Thrones character Jon Snow
meeting the lead character of the Gastar series Shevata.
Shevata sat at her desk in
her comfortable apartment in hell, the one place she could find solace and a
getaway from Zermon’s bombastic speeches, his obnoxious demonic servants, and
the screams from the firepits of lost souls.
She sat back at her desk thinking about her existence; her mistakes in
the Underworld and her triumphs in her home world, realizing over time
everything just becomes a memory.
A handsome young man appeared
in her doorway. “My lady, I was told I
could find you here.” His voice shook a
little and he seemed shy. Shevata found
him striking in appearance with black curly hair waving around his face..
“I’m no lady, but have a
seat.” She nodded to a chair across from
her desk. He sat looking down at the
floor.
“There’s no reason to be
afraid. The demons told me you are Jon
Snow, and asked permission to come here for another. Who?”
“I lost someone I love and I
want to save her.”
Shevata raised an
eyebrow. “You can’t save her.”
He looked up at her. “How do you know who I’m asking about?”
She shrugged. “Nobody can be saved from the fires of hell.”
“Please.” Tears welled up in his eyes. “I loved her.”
Shevata stood and walked past
him toward the door. “Come.”
They walked toward Zermon’s
main fire pit. Jon looked at the demons
in horror as they shackled and dismembered a screaming man. “Hi, Tywin,” said Shevata as she passed by. A menacing rack stood in their way, as they
passed, she ordered, “Move the Bolton Bastard’s toy until he’s down here.” Jon followed her to the side of a large
obsidian chair. A female demon sat in it
beckoning Jon to sit beside her. He
stepped back and grimaced at her facial features rearranged with her eyes at
the bottom and her mouth at the top. Shevata
lashed her across the face with a thorn whip.
“Get out Shae.” A pair of demons
threw her into the firepit as she screamed.
Jon winced. “She was the woman
who betrayed Tyrion Lannister.” Shevata
handed the whip to one of the demons, giving a nod to continue to whip her in
the bottom of the pit. She turned to
Jon. “You know Tyrion?” He nodded.
“Zermon promised Shae if she jumped into the fire without resistance, he
would change her into a succubus, a beautiful female demon.” Jon frowned.
“He lied.” Shevata smiled as the
young man gasped. “It was my idea.” She sat on the throne. “Bring Ygritte.”
“You do know her!” Jon glared at Shevata as he stood beside the
obsidian throne.
“Watch.” She motioned the demons to bring before her a
comely red haired woman, dressed in rags, covered in cuts and bruises from many
obvious fights.
“Ygritte of the
Wildlings?” Shevata read the
scroll. “You’re banished to Hell for the
murder of women and children before the attack on the Ice Wall. Have you anything to offer for redemption of
your soul?”
“Unchain me and I’ll have
your heart out you little wimp girl.”
Ygritte spat at Shevata.
Shevata laughed along with
the demons. Shevata heard a smirk from
Jon. “She can’t see you because you’re a
pure soul. Don’t push my patience.” Jon became silent.
“Is there nothing you’d give
up of yourself, nothing of value that you’d give to anyone deserving better
than your fate? Anyone you may have loved?” Shevata’s eyes glanced down at the scroll.
“Jon Snow chose duty over his
woman. If there is any justice, he
should be beside me right now.” Her eyes
glowed with ferocity.
Jon leaned over to
Shevata. “Please, don’t burn her in the
fire. Isn’t there something else?”
Shevata reached in her
pocket. “There are no good options, Jon
Snow.” She loaded a tiny crossbow. “What will it be?” Jon hesitated. Shevata nodded to the demons to throw her
into the firepit. “Nooo!” He shouted.
Ygritte disappeared in a bright flash of light.
Jon stood still in
shock. “You destroyed her soul?”
Shevata nodded to the demons
to seize him. “I told you there were no
good options. They will take you out of
Hell. You know nothing, Jon Snow.”
