Chapter 1 Game On

Author's Note: Hey guys! How is everyone doing? First I would like to say Happy New Year! I can't believe it's 2017 already.

This is my first Game of Thrones fan fic. After watching season six I got inspired to write this. Plus I noticed that there wasn't any OC stories that have fans appear in their favorite show. So I thought I would be one of the first.

So far season six had become my favorite season! So much happened. If you hadn't watched season six yet don't read this part. It contains spoilers.

-Jon Snow coming back from the dead (thank you god!),

-Sansa and Jon reuniting (one of the very few happy moments on the show),

-Bran coming back (I missed him),

-Summer's death (not another direwolf) and Hodor dying (hold the door!),

-Ramsay Bolton's death (Yes! He's finally dead! I haven't been this happy about a character's death on the show since Joffrey!),

-Arya killing the Waif (I never liked her) and the Freys (they got what they deserved.) I love Arya! She's a little bad ass!

-Cersei getting her revenge on everybody (I'm glad that the High Sparrow and his little followers are dead. I was sad about Margaery though. I liked her. And Loras. It was terrible what the sparrows did to him)

-Bran finding out that Jon's mother was Lyanna Stark (and his father Rhaegar Targaryen. we know it's true)

-Jon being named the King in the North (if they call him a second time I'm gonna be super pissed off)

-Daenery's army sailing to Westeros (a lot of ships and a three dragons)

Happy reading!

Maeve Devine, a beautiful red head, was sitting in her living room watching TV. Sitting to her right on the couch was her best friend Kendra Greenwood, a blonde girl. And on her left was her other best friends Ryu Tanaka, a Japanese-American boy and Doyle Duffy, a transfer student from Ireland that moved to states a few years ago.

They all went to the same college and all in their early to mid 20's. Maeve and Kendra were studying to be a nurses. While Ryu and Doyle were studying in martial arts.

But despite their differences they all shared a love for Game of Thrones.

One day they were all sitting around outside the quad on campus at UCLA and Maeve was watching an episode of Game of Thrones on her ipad. Kendra, Doyle and Ryu were nearby and couldn't help but sneak a peek. One thing lead to another and that was the day they became friends.

That was five years ago.

They just got watching season six but they couldn't stop talking about it.

"Best season ever!" Maeve declared.

"I know right?" Kendra said.

"Holy shit man!" Ryu cried out.

"I can't believe the season is over already," Doyle pointed out.

"And now we have to wait," Kendra pointed out.

"Fuck man! Waiting sucks. Hey Maeve, can I grab a beer," Ryu asked his hostess.

"Sure. Help yourself," Maeve said.

Ryu got up and headed to the kitchen.

"What do you think is gonna happen next season? How is Bran going to tell Jon about his mother," Kendra asked curious.

"Beats me. But what if Bran crosses the Wall and it breaks? I mean, you saw what happened when the Night King touched him and the White Walkers got through the barrier," Doyle pointed out.

"Oh please don't mention that part. I still haven't gotten over what happened to Hordor," Maeve said sadly.

"I know right? Now every time I hear "hold the door" I'll always make me think about him," Ryu said entering the room.

"Wouldn't it be cool to be part of Game of Thrones," Kendra declared.

"Yeah, if you like all the war, murder, rape and nudity," Maeve said.

"I thought that's what we loved about the show," Doyle said.

"I do love it but I don't know if I could survive on it," Maeve said.

"Well, I would love to be part of the action," Ryu said.

He opened his beer but accidentally spills it all over the remote control.

"Ryu!" Maeve cried out.

She tries to clean up the mess with the napkins on the coffee table.

"Sorry! That was an accident," Ryu apologized.

Suddenly the remote starts glowing. Ryu quickly backs away. Doyle and Kendra jump off the couch. Well, continues to sit there with the glowing remote in her hands.

"What the hell," Doyle cried out.

"Why is it doing that," Kendra asked scared.

"I don't know!" Maeve answered, also scared.

Suddenly there was a flash of light and they were all gone.

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Winterfell

Jon Snow was walking outside with his direwolf Ghost for company. Snow was falling down around him. Winter was finally was here. Just like his father predicted.

He needed to get out of the castle for a while.

Before he was just the bastard son of Ned Stark and now all the Northerners had named him the King of the North.

It was so overwhelming.

"Your Grace," a voice called out to him.

He turned to see Sir Davos walking toward him. Even though he was Stannis Baratheon's right hand man before his death, Sir Davos has proven himself to be a loyal and a good man. He was one of the few people Jon could really be himself with.

"What is it, Davos," Jon asked the Onion Knight.

"We found something," Davos explained.

"Found what," Jon asked confused.

"I think you should see for yourself," Davos said.

Without another word Jon followed Sir Davos back to the castle with Ghost trailing right behind. There was a crowd of people gathered around something in the middle of the courtyard.

"Make way," Davos ordered.

Soon everyone cleared a way for the King in the North.

Jon saw what everyone was looking at. There laying on the ground was a red head girl in her early 20's wearing the strangest clothes he's ever seen. Ghost goes up to the sleeping girl and starts to lick her face. Soon the girl was waking up.

"Ew! Get off!" she declared.

When she was Ghost's face she screams. She quickly gets up and looks around confused. Jon noticed how scared she was and orders everyone to get back.

"My lady? Are you all right?"

She doesn't answers. She keeps looking around as if she was trying to figure something out.

"My lady!

This time she turns toward Jon and her eyes widen with shock.

"Y-you're Jon Snow," she exclaimed.

"Yes," he answered.

Suddenly her head rolls back and begins to faint, but luckily catches her.

"Get the maester and tell him to meet me in the guest chambers," Jon tells Sir Davos.

"Yes, your Grace," Davos said.

As Jon carried the girl to the guest chambers he couldn't help but wonder where did she come from.

Author's Note: I hope you guys like this story. It's just something I just thought about off the top of my head. I'm off to write some more.