The second sequence of the Halloween special kicks up, this time we travel to Westeros a land of intrigue mystery and a lots of mayors characters getting killed, will Sansa Stark trade her Humanity for a some Revenge?



NIGHT OF THE DIREWOLF

CHAPTER 3

The sensation throughout her body shifted from a minor tingling to outright burning. No concern to the snow and cold wind going through the window, Sansa felt as if she were standing in open daylight under a high-noon sun. She tried to alleviate herself by slipping her hood down, something that did nothing more than to reveal her ears had grown pointed. The hands that gripped the hood sprouted fur, as did areas upon her face. Tension extended its vice-like grip around Sansa's body, as if to prepare for far more drastic changes.

Sansa closed her eyes, trying to bury and hide from herself what was happening, to focus on something else. Yet the only thoughts that came to mind were those of revenge, the beast was feeding on her repressed rage and anger. Devouring frail emotions such as mercy and remorse, the wolf needed neither, and expected none. She expressed distress over her changing thought patterns, but knew that her enemies were similarly refute of mercy. They had and would never give respite to her family, they expected only for her to lower her head and submit. They expected her to be the proper and shy Sansa Stark, the girl that never talked back. She hoped they'd enjoyed it while it had lasted, for she knew now that all they would receive is the Direwolf in all its aspects.

'Tooth, nail and fury is all they receive from hereon.'

With that last thought, Sansa Stark submitted to her bestial thoughts and let them wash away the frailty of her human mind. And soon her body would follow.


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