Jon almost smiled. “All three. But the monsters come with the snow.” Three moons turned. The black-haired boy— man , Jon corrected himself, after he’d seen him fight—became the strangest, most terrifying weapon the North had ever wielded.
The weirwood tree’s leaves were the color of old blood. Beneath its weeping face, Jon Snow knelt, his breath misting in the frozen air. He had come here to pray, though he no longer knew to which gods. The Old, the New… they all felt silent as the grave. naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
“Winterfell,” Jon said, rising slowly. “The North.” Jon almost smiled
Roose Bolton had sent a thousand men to take the moat at Moat Cailin. Naruto had gone alone. The Bolton soldiers spoke of a screaming, golden fox with eyes like blood moons, of men sent flying a hundred feet through the air, of steel swords melting on an invisible skin of rage. Lord Bolton’s head arrived at Winterfell in a sack, neatly separated, a single puzzled expression frozen on his face. The black-haired boy— man , Jon corrected himself,
They saw a sun rise in the middle of the night. A ball of chakra—for Jon had learned the word—blazed to life in Naruto’s palm, spinning and howling with a voice that was not quite human. He threw it, and a mile-long trench of fire erupted, vaporizing the first thousand wights.
“Naruto,” he said quietly. “Now would be good.”