Yessboss21: I like where you are going with that but I wanted to have a little more depth to Neve. She has a long history and has seen many things happen. Yes she has the power to do exactly what you are saying but she was taught by so many of the Greats, and she has rules about her powers that she has been taught. She prefers to stay in the shadows and comfort of the place she grew up in but knew she would have to break out of her shell if Man was going to win the war to come. I thought about making her a child of the children of the forest and the Night King, but felt like daughter of the Night King was too over used so she is a Targaryen cause I mean come on, dragons! But thank you for the kind words and I appreciate a different insight as well!
If anyone has ideas or anything they think could help the story out, you can DM me anytime or leave a review!
Everyone in the room slowly moved outside cautious of what was out there. As the doors opened, they saw a line of bodies in front of the moat all burned to a crisp. The Stark troops were standing in front of their tents weapons raised. Shocked looks on their faces.
"My lord!" One of the men shouted realizing who came out of the fortress. "My lord!" Everyone starting shouting, thankful that their King was alive. Before Robb could say anything a loud screech was heard and then a roar. Walking slowly from the woods was something many of them thought was dead, or stolen away to the Prince of Pentos pride of lions. But this lion was different it was white with a tint of gold to its mane, they didn't know if this lion was bigger than normal since no one had seen one in many years. Even when the Lannister family kept lions, they were still rare to most people.
A screech was heard again, a black spot in the sky was getting closer to the fortress and the people standing outside of it. Friends and foes stared at what they knew was a dragon, even though none of them were alive when dragons were alive. Everyone thought they were all wiped out, but here one was and it was almost as tall as a tree. The dragon was all back with red eyes, it eyed the people below circling the air for a minute before a whistle was heard.
"Balerion, mazigon." Neve said to the giant dragon. It flew straight for her, not speeding down to stop. It flapped its wings as it landed in front of the girl, her cloak flew back from the force and some men averted their eyes while other looked at her hungrily. Her legs were on full show, her dress stopped just short of her knees and she had long leather boots covering the rest of her legs. Her dress was a deep red color, gold trimming, fitting her perfectly.
Her hair whipped around her as she stared up at the giant dragon that was lowering its head to her. She moved forward and hugged the giant dragons snout, she snuggled into the warmth that she loved so much for a moment before pulling back and pressing a small kiss to the dragon's nose. She turned to the rest of the people around her, Grimm and Skjöldolfr still on either side of her, and Arios posed on her shoulder.
She looked like a god to the people around her. The creatures with her weren't possible any longer, maybe hundreds of years ago but not now. Dragons were extinct, lions were often captured for Pentos, wolves didn't get as big as these ones, and falcons were hard birds to control which is why everyone used ravens instead. The lion was still slowly moving towards the girl, content with moving at its slow pace, not minding the people around it.
"I am sorry if they frightened you, Balerion and Goya aren't as accepted as my other friends are. They prefer to stay hidden until they are needed." She said with a gentle smile. "Now Robb Stark, King in the North, why do you think I am here?" She questioned.
"To help us?" He said with uncertainty.
"In a way yes, honestly the reason why I am here saving you is not because of you." Neve walked closer to where Robb, Talisa, Lady Catelyn, and Greywind were standing. "I came to help him" she said as she stood in front of Greywind.
The wolf stared are the girl before moving forward and nuzzling his head into her hand so she would pet him. She giggled and hugged the dire wolf around its neck, snuggling into his fur. They stayed like that for a moment before pulling back and staring at the each other again.
"You would protect him with your life wouldn't you?" Neve asked the grey wolf in front of her. He just stared deeply into her eyes, a conversation only they could hear was being said. "Very well then. Little King, I will help you in anyway I am able to until there is peace in the lands."
"He isn't a Little King as you call him, he is the King in the North!" One of Starks bannermen yelled to her, followed with cheering from part of the troops.
"When you have lived as long as I have, everyone is Little to you. I was here before any of you, and I will be here long after if you don't listen to me. I knew Frey was going to kill you all because I know all that is going to happen. Every possibility. Every decision you could think of making, I have already seen what would happen. I saw the Little Kings decision to marry Lady Talisa, I saw Wander Frey decide to get revenge on the family that he thought betrayed him. Which you did by the way." She said nonchalantly. "But finding true love doesn't warrant a slaughter." She finished in a serious voice.
Everyone looked at the small girl, she talked of death like it was nothing, said she knew the future and what's to come. She said she was a friend but they didn't know if they could trust her. Greywind looked at the small girl before him knowing who she truly was. The grey wolf tucked his front paws underneath himself and bowed his head to the girl. She smiled and nodded her head to the wolf.
"I will do all in my power to keep him safe, I cannot promise he or any of them will live. The possibilities are still endless, but I will do whatever I can to protect them all." Neve vowed to the wolf.
Greywind became very calm in that moment, something that shocked Robb. He could feel the connection him and his wolf shared, unlike what most people thought he could not transform into his wolf. But every time Robb was faced with a hard decision and wasn't able to act on how he truly thought, Greywind was there to do it for him. Robb knew the dire wolves they found in the woods weren't ordinary wolves, they were something ancient and powerful. Each of the wolves reflect the Stark children's inner self, and helped them do what they couldn't before.
"Thank you Neve, I am forever in your debt for what you did today." Robb said smiling at the girl who said she was much older than all of them, but she still looked like a little girl. Just like his little sister Sansa did the last time he saw her.
"No thanks needed my lord, now there is another Stark child in need of my help. One that is lost at the moment and can't find her way." She stated vaguely.
"Arya?!" Lady Catelyn gasped.
"No, she is quite alright at the moment. Though she may require my help soon." Neve stared deeply into Lady Catelyns eyes. "Many seek the power she holds within, you may not believe it now but she will become the strongest of your children. If she chooses the right path…."
Neve eyes white stark white for a moment, her multicolored eyes now longer visible, just white. The other around her looked on with fear.
"In most cases she chooses the right path, the only paths where she does not survive.." The small girl said, the white fading from her eyes and their normal colors appear. "Is the paths where we try to intervene. Arya is stronger than you will ever imagine, you must believe in her and trust her to choose the right path."
Neve smiled at the older looking woman, the woman's life flashed before her eyes. The love of her children, her loyalty to her husband, the devotion to bringing down the wrong in the world. Every thought and memory passed through Neves mind in a mere second, no one even noticed her eyes flash white for a moment before returning to their normal state.
Balerion huffed a bit and a small trail of smoke surrounded the small girl, washing over her clothes like the ocean. She giggled and looked back at her old friend, a small warm smile came to her face.
"You never asked what house I belong to." She said to the king with a smirk.
"Apologies my lady, I didn't think of formalities when you were saving my family." Robb said with a smile and a shrug. Like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He no longer felt the burden of trying to save everyone by himself.
Never giggled again, making her look even younger. "Well then a proper introduction is needed. My name is Neve Elaerya Targaryen, only living heir to the first Lord of the Dragonstone Aenar Targaryen. The Mad King as you call him was a descendant of mine, he is one of my little brothers great grandsons."
The people looked scared, a living Targaryen, with a dragon to prove it. They were suddenly terrified of the small girl, no matter how many smiles she wore.
"Truly I mean you all no harm, I have no wish for what you call the Iron Throne. There are more ways than a crown that will make people follow you." She said, another smile on her face.
"I did bring a gift..." She trailed off, looking into the forest.
A white figure could be seen through the darkness of the forest, too small to be human. Robb's eyes widen as they recognized the wolf moving towards them, one he hadn't seen in a while...ever since his father had to kill her. The wolf wasn't white like they all thought, but had a light grey coat. She was much smaller than the other wolves around, around the size of a normal dog.
Robb moves closer to the grey female wolf, his knees gave out as he remember his father killing her because of that monster Joffrey. But here she was...
"Lady?" Robb questioned the wolf, still not believing.
The wolf stopped in front of her lady's brother, she sat down and held her head up high. Poised like a lady, just like Sansa.
"Eddard came to me when Lady's body was returned to Winterfell, knew I could help when the time came. Sansa is in trouble Little King, you should have been trying to find your siblings instead of trying to fight a war you know you cannot win.." Robb glared at the small girl, she knew nothing of the decisions he had to make. "Yet."
She slowly turned around and walked towards her friends, still sitting around without a care in the world. Lady followed after the girl and sat next to the giant white wolf, who dwarfed her in size.
"I am not here to reprimand you for mistakes you have made and mistakes you are going to make. I am here to make sure the bloodshed has stopped and your race survives." Never climbed on top of the white gold lion, Goya standing to his full height. The small girl almost hidden behind the lions mane, she laughed and brushed some of the man down.
"What are we to do then! Bran and Rickon were killed by the traitor Greyjoy, Sansa is in the hands of the Lannisters, and Ayra is gods know where! How am I expected to sit here and let a little girl tell me how to save my family!" Lady Catelyn had had enough. She was tired of the fighting, the worrying over if her children were even alive or not.
Neve once again just smiled warmly at the broken down mother. She knew she shouldn't tell the future, but a mothers love was too powerful for her to say no to.
"Bran and Rickon are not dead." Gasps, everyone thought their lord's sons were dead. Their bodies burnt to a crisp and hung for everyone to see. "There are too many paths at the moment to see which one we live in. Choices have yet to be made, so we must make them. Before it is too late and I no longer see a future. For any of us.
But all of your children are alive Lady Stark, I can assure you that. There are paths where some do not live, some where no one lives...so many paths." Neve eyes faded back to white, her head dropping back making her almost fall off of the lion if it didn't quickly catch her and laying down as to not hurt the girl.
"What's happening?" Talisa asked her love, this didn't happen the last time the small girls eyes turned white.
Neve eyes shot back to normal, gasping in a breath of air and sitting up to look at those around her. She looked straight to Lady Catelyn, her eyes a little wider than before.
"Did you see the future again?" Lady Stark asked quietly, moving closer to the girl to make sure she was okay.
"No." Neve shakes her head, running a hand through Goya's mane. "I saw the present. Lady Margarey of House Tyrell is to marry the King, Sansa is no longer betrothed to him. Damn that little cunt, always changing his decisions at the last moment."
Catelyn couldn't believe what the girl said, Sansa didn't have to marry that monster anymore?
She turned to Robb and gave him a huge hug, they would get their girl back.
"You don't understand, when Sansa was betrothed to Joffery she couldn't be killed. Used for the North maybe but they wouldn't kill her before they secured the North. Now that she is no longer betrothed, many others will come to try and take her away for power. Sansa has not yet grown the courage to do anything, but she will be very brave in the future. The person that she seems to trust most is going to betray her in more ways than one and then sell her off to a monster who will rape and beat her every night while making a beaten, broken, and mutilated Theon Greyjoy watch." Neve sighed, she was breaking so many of her rules right now. But if this really is the end, she probably shouldn't play by the rules anymore.
"Greyjoy!" Robb said shaking his head, guilt ridden in him for trusting that traitor.
"Now now Little King, you would have done the same in his position should that had been the path you chose. Theon Greyjoy could become someone great one day, but a lot must happen first before we are to rescue him. Sansa is my main priority at the moment. We need to get her to a safe place, there are plans for Joffery to be assassinated in a very short amount of time. I can not see what happens to Sansa during that time at the moment, but I can see whatever it is makes her escape the capital with the help of Lord Baelish and they will head to the Vale where Baelish is to marry Lysa." Neve said quickly, some people not hearing her well and not catching everything she said. She took a deep breath, calming herself a little bit. She need to get it together, her visions shouldn't knock her down anymore.
"Lady Catelyn, I need you to go to the Vale. Lord Baelish is about to commit horrible crimes, ones that will change the future too much for me to allow that to happen. Please go and rescue Sansa." Neve said sitting back up on Goya, she ran her hands through his mane as a thank you for catching her.
"Little King, I need to you go North. You have strayed from your family too long. Jon is beyond the Wall at the moment and I can not rescue him." Neve said looking down, she knew she could rescue him. Easily enough actually, but she couldn't just change the future as she wishes. She knew what paths had to happen for the end of the Night King to come. If she rescued Jon at the moment, he would not learn what it takes to lead people. If she planned things right, Robb would get to Castle Black just as Jon was becoming Lord Commander.
"Your brother Jon, is with the wildings beyond the wall at the moment. They are going to try and climb the wall to divert the Night's Watch's attention to them instead of the army that Man Rayder has. You will arrive there shortly after Jon becomes the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, he will need help. He has a very long journey ahead of him and you will help him in more ways than one."
Robb, Catelyn, and Talisa didn't know what to do, everything they worked towards was getting rid of the Lannisters. But now this little girl was saying abandon the fight they have been fighting for years. For what? Visions that they didn't know if they were true or not? But Robb still felt like he could trust the little girl. Greywind like her perfectly fine while normally he stays distant from people. And Lady, Lady was back. Sansa would be so happy, maybe if she could save Lady she could save at least some of them. Plus she helped with Lord Frey.
Robb sighed, he knew he shouldn't be doing this but he couldn't think that Neve would cause them harm.
"Okay, what should we do when we get there." Robb said looking at the small girl on the giant lion.
Neve just smiled, knowing that she had won over the King in the North. Honestly when she started this journey, she didn't know if she would be able to convince everyone that the dead were coming and they needed to band together. Sure she knew all the paths they could take, and what she could do to try and persuade them, but she didn't want that she wanted them to trust her. So after seeing the path to Robb, she decided to not look at the path for the rest of the Stark Children.
"Thank you Little King, for believing. Now Lady Stark, please head for the Vale and save Sansa. Lord Robb, please go to the Wall and wait for Jon at Castle Black. Should get there shortly before Jon returns." Neve said as Goya stood, ready to leave.
"What will you do Lady Neve?" Talisa asked.
"Not Lady, just Neve. I will go to Rickon first, he also needs my help at the moment. Then depending on how Jon and Sansa are, I will go help Bran next." She got a glint of sadness in her eyes. She knew what the boy was, and how much it would hurt him if she wasn't there. But she had to make sure everything else was in place.
The Starks just nodded to her, understand that nothing they could say or do would stop this young woman.
"This is goodbye for now, but we will meet again. And know that I will always protect your family, if I see something is going to happen I will send Arios to you. He is faster than any other bird alive, he will be able to get to you in time."
Neve made a clicking noise with her mouth and Goya took off running, Balerion flapping his wings and taking flight, Skjöldolfr picked up Lady by the scruff of her neck and her and Grimm went off running after Neve.
"She is something isn't she." Robb slapped the man who said that over the head. He would protect that girl with his life, she had given them so much in such a short period of time. Maybe they could win this, just maybe…..
Yes she is a Targaryen, the oldest Targaryen.
When creating this story I researched who was the first Targaryen. According to Game of Thrones Wiki, the Targaryen's originated from across the Narrow Sea and when they came to Westeros Aenar Targaryen was the first to be Lord of Dragonstone. I originally was going to make her a child of the forest and something to do with the Night King but I thought that was too used already, so I thought up a variation of that and also made her a Targaryen because why the hell not.
Yes Balerion is alive. Instead of dying like everyone thought, Neve sought him out and help him survive the same way she has survived this long. He was become her best friend and because of her Targeryen blood, Balerion is very easy for her to understand.
Arios has been with her since the beginning. Arios was gifted to her by a sorceress when she was very young. He is smarter and faster than any bird alive, he also is more towards the size of a bald eagle instead of a falcon.
Goya has also been around for a longtime, possibly longer the Neve but you will find out his backstory at some point. He is a white golden lion and can run and jump great distances. Usually Neve rides Goya since he can easily fit in and lions aren't as rare as dragons or direwolves.
Grimm is a giant pitch black wolf. He is easily bigger than a horse and is very stealthy. He sneaks around Westeros gathering information for Neve most of the time. He is very loyal to Neve and sees her as a Mother to them all.
Skjoldolfr is connected to Neve in a way, she shares the same ice blue eyes that is reflected in Neve's eye. She is almost as large as Grimm, closer to the size of a horse. Neve met Skjöldolfr north of the Wall many years ago. They have always shared something of a mother daughter relationship. Although Neve is probably older thant Skjöldolfr, Neve looks to her in a guiding light. Skjöldolfr and Grimm are also close, having been with Neve so long they share a connection as well.
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