Lost Sister

King's Landing was in panic, my black army, trained with art of silent killing, slaughtered these Lannister loving fools and I watched it all from the sky. My great dragon Balerion screeched with hunger, sometimes dipping his head to devour a citizen. It was beautiful, people screaming, crying for mercy. I had no mercy, I ordered their death just like they ordered the murder of my family. Revenge was sweet, my only regret wast that Aegon couldn't see this.

- A dragon, look it's a dragon. The Targaryens are back.

A man wearing the armor of the Kingsguard shouted, he seemed petrified with fear, but then he began to run. I urged Balerion to follow him in hopes that he would lead us to the Royal family. Robert, that coward was in hiding with his family since the battle started.

Balerion was too big to fit into the palace's halls, but Balerion wasn't patient, with a screech he demolished walls and pillars in our mad dash to get to the King, and finally we found them. He sat on the throne that belonged to my family.

- I would say that it's a pleasure to see you all, but that would be a lie. I hope you know why I'm here Robert Baratheon, tonight you will die but not before my dragon feasts upon your family.

- Who are you? What do you want?- Eddard Stark found his voice after staring at Balerion with an open mouth.

- Visenya II, named after Visenya, who rode on the mighty Vhagar, the first Targaryen queen, wife to Aegon the Conqueror. I came to claime the Iron Throne.

- My Queen, I'm happy to see that you arrived safely.

Varys bowed before me, he was the only loyal man that kept serving my small family even after we had to hide from Robert.

- Lord Varys, Aegon will arrive in a few days with my brother and sister, since he can't be here to supervise the city and cleaning out the filth I shall claim the throne to myself.

- Yes your Grace.

- Prepare the dungeons, many prisoners will fill it. And find Jamie Lannister!

My personal guards started to usher the traitors, Robert was in hysterics, but I was busy with staring at the throne. I was afraid to sit on it, many of my predecessors sat upon it. After gingerly sitting down on it I felt a strenght that travelled around my body. The Iron Throne recognized me as it's rightful owner.

- Spread the word Varys. Visenya Targaryen arrived.

Behind me Balerion screeched in victory, fire erupted from his mouth. Yes, victory was in my hands.