BRAN

Benjen Stark and his mount could travel for days without stopping, but Howland and Meera Reed are with him, so he stops to make camp. "Self-pity and guilt will not help us defeat the Night King." Benjen says looking at Bran.

"Jojen, the three eyed Raven…Summer…It was my fault."

"That is what life is son." Howland says, "Making mistakes and learning from them. My son, knew he would die if he went with you; he did anyway. Now did Jojen die for nothing? Or can you find it within yourself to become the new three eyed Raven."

Bran had to let it go, Howland's Reed's words offered him comfort and the strength he needs to see pass the guilt and blame. He took everything said to him to heart and began telling himself that it was not his fault. Slowly he starts to accept the fact that all people have a destiny and it is Bran's destiny to be the next three eyed Raven.

The moon and stars fill the sky. And those animals that sleep during the day come out and fill the night with their calls. Bran closes his eyes and after a few minutes his eyes turn white. He is in the mind of a nearby bird. After a while he returns to his mind. As they travel Bran focuses on mastering his ability to warg. After five days of traveling they reach Winterfell.

Catelyn comes running into the courtyard with Sansa and Arya following. Rickon is in the yard already training. "Bran!" She yells as he dismounts the Great Elk.

"Hello Mother."

"Hello Mother he says!" Her emotional expressions are all over the place. She grabs him into a tight hug. "Don't you ever do that again."

"I'm sorry I had to."

Bran is a little embarrassed with the emotional display, but he allows his mother to have it. "I'm am glad you are alive and well. Sansa have the servants draw a bath for your brother."

"Yes mother. Come Bran."

As Bran is taken away Catelyn notices Benjen Stark. He wish he could stay for that conversation. "Why did you go? You had us all worried."

"I had to. You will understand in the days to come." After Bran bathes and eats Maester Walken on Catelyn's orders checks Bran out. Ever since the incident with Ramsey Bolton Maester Walken had stayed at Winterfell. He was supposed to go back to old town, but he loved the North too much. After Luwin was killed he became the Maester of Winterfell. "I told you I am fine."

"Your Lady Mother wanted me to examine you and examine you I will young man."

Afterwards Bran heads to the godswood. Winterfell is buzzing with activity. Men are building up the defenses. Fire traps and trenches are being dug. The dead are being dug up and destroyed. The lower levels of the crypt are being sealed off with everything thinkable. And the smithy is a blaze working day and night to turn Dragonglass into weapons.

As Bran leaves the Great Keep Cold Hands follows him across the training yard. A few people stop and stare at Cold Hands. Others avoid him completely. "They are afraid of you." Bran says over his shoulder.

"I am not human anymore."

They enter the godswood to find Howland Reed and Meera waiting. Arya is also present. "Remember. Time is like a River, it flows all at once, sometimes the river branches off into other rivers. Possible futures."

Bran looks at Cold Hands, "You almost sound like him."

"He placed in my mind all you would need to know in order to complete your training." Bran sits down, takes a deep breath, and places his hand on the tree. His eyes turn white. Many images pass before his mind past, present, and future. Some future images are a little more clouded than the others. Bran sees a red sun burst with a spear going through it. The sigil of House Martell. Then he sees a red viper.

"What did I say about interrupting my training?" A Princely man says to his valet.

"Forgive me my Prince…But there is a Septa here asking to see you."

He frowns, "Don't recall bedding any Septas. She got a name?"

"She said to tell you that her name is Lemore."

DORNE THE AGE OF HEROES

Bran sees Princess Nymeria crossing the Narrow Sea and landing in Dorne.

CASTLE BLACK – THREE WEEKS FROM THE PRESENT

Bran sees the wall fall and the army of the dead. He sees the Night King standing on a pile of ice and snow. Castle Black is buried underneath. He takes an ice spear and hurls it at someone.

THE RED KEEP 19 YRS AGO

"My King we let Tywin Lannister and his army into the city. They are sacking the city." A man says to King Aerys

"Burn them all!" He yells, "Light the Wild Fire and burn them all!" Bran sees Ser Jaime Lannister take his sword and kill the man. Then he kills two more men and turns his attention to the Mad King.

WINTERFELL THE PRESENT

Everything goes foggy, then Bran sees himself in the godswood. His mother is watching along with Sansa, Arya, Cold Hands, and Maester Walken. Someone else is present, the Old Three Eyed Raven. "You! Your alive!"

The Old Raven smiles, "In a manner of speaking…This is an echo of myself. Before the Night King killed me…I left an impression of myself in the tree."

"Then all the trees are connected."

"Yes you understand…They are connected and filled with memory. But only the three eyed Raven can access those memories…Of lives past, present and those to come…"

"What do I do?"

"As you saw you only have three weeks before the Night King comes…Once he passes the wall mankind's chances of survival drop dramatically. I have one last thing to teach before I go."

"I am so sorry!"

"Regrets will cloud your visions…Now the Wights that serve the Night King. They have forgotten who they were in life…You have the power to remind them and free them."

"Can I free them all?"

"No…The Night King has power as well and those that have served him the longest cannot be saved. You can save those he has reanimated within the last few days. He may keep them hidden and away from battle." The Old Raven starts to fade away.

"Wait don't leave me."

"The magic that holds this memory together is fading. You are the Three Eyed Raven now…Know…ledge…i…s…p…ower…Tra…in…yo…ur…sel…"

Bran awakens and looks around. The sun is setting. "What did you see?" Benjen asks.

"I saw him. The Three eyed Raven…He left a memory of himself in the tree…We have to send word to Castle Black, Moat Cailin, and the King. The Night King will attack in three week's time."

"Bran are you sure?" Catelyn asks.

"I am sure…bring me food. I need to train and I need to see more."

"No!" Benjen says, "You need to rest and regain your strength."

"But!"

"When you dream walk it is not just mentally. It is spiritually and your body is affected as well. You have time Raven…Rest."

Bran does not like it, but he follows Cold Hands' advise. "We have something to tell you." Sansa says in his room."

"What?"

"Its about Jon. He is actually our cousin. His mother was Aunt Lyanna…His father was…"

"Prince Rhaegar…" Bran says, "That is what was in the Tower." He says interrupting.

"What Tower?" Arya asks.

"The Tower of Joy in Dorne…Where Ser Dayne was killed by father…" Bran remembers how his father beat Ser Dayne and he remains quiet.

"You saw it? You saw father's fight?" Arya asks.

"I'm tired now…I need to go to bed." The next day Bran goes to the godswood after eating. He takes a deep breath and places his hand on the tree.

"Remember…in order to gain control You must relinquish it." Benjen says.

"Right."

Bran sees a wedding. There is a young man who resembles a younger version of his father Eddard Stark. Then he sees a young woman escorted by Lord Jon Arryn. They marry in the godswood at Winterfell. Arya is there with Gendry holding hands, they have four children, three boys and one girl. His mother is present as well. She is older, but still beautiful. Robb stands by Talisa with seven children. Four boys and three girls. Suddenly it starts snowing and the wind blows; A fog rolls in and when it clears everyone is dead.

Bran comes out of his trance, "What did you see?" Cold Hands asks.

"I saw…My mother…older. I saw Robb and Talisa with their children. Arya and Gendry were married with four children…I saw my brother Ned…He was getting married to someone. I think it was Lord Arryn's daughter."

"And then what?" Bran lowers his head, "I told you before. If you wish to learn to control it, you must learn to let go. Do not allow what you see to affect your mind."

"I saw them all dead. They were dead!"

"You saw a possible future…Two possible futures. A fork in the river of time. Which ones come true depends on you."

"Me!"

"The three eyed Raven is a guide or that is what he is supposed to be."

"Then how come the old Raven didn't guide?" Bran asks raising his voice. "Why didn't he stop my father from dying if he could see everything?"

"He did, when he was needed. If your father had not died, Robb would not have become the leader he was meant to be. And you would not have gone on the journey to your destiny. The path of the Three eyed Raven is hard. It is hard to know what things to interfere with and what not to intervene with. In the coming days you will have do a lot of intervening, if man is to survive. Eat regain your strength and then you will fly."

After he eats, Bran puts his mind into a flock of Ravens. At first he struggles with it and fails. It takes three days to master it, but eventually he does. Within the first week, he masters all types of animals, flocks of birds, packs of wolves, horses, and even fish in the river and sea. The trees allow him to expand his mind to any animal in the world.

In the second week Brans starts to be able to control where he Dream Walks. It takes a lot of concentration and he can only do it once a day. All the other times he must ride the currents and go wherever the visions take him. On fourth day of the second week Bran sees Sansa's death. At Winterfell along with the rest o his family. His brother Ned is made into a White Walker, "Should I tell them?"

"That is up to you, you are the three eyed raven." Benjen says. "There are consequences to telling them. There are also consequences to not telling them." Bran sighs, "You can also see possible futures based on decisions that you make or influence. Choose the best path to saving your family."

"They are your family as well." Bran replies.

"I serve the Three Eyed Raven. Do not spend all your time on this. You have not mastered all your powers yet and you only have ten days left. Before the Night King strikes."

"Don't remind me." That evening there is a knock at Bran's door, "Come in."

It is Meera Reed, "I came to say goodbye…We are leaving tomorrow morning…I am going with my father to Moat Cailin. All of our people are there."

"Oh…Well I hope to see you again."

"So do I."

"Goodbye Meera."

As she said, Howland and Meera leave the next morning. At midday Robb arrives at Winterfell with the Stark and Vale armies. "Hello Robb." Bran is in the main hall eating, when he arrived.

"Well you have gotten bigger."

"So have you? Did you speak with Cold Hands?"

"Yes I did. This is Lord Arryn, Lord Arryn my brother Brandon Stark."

"It is a pleasure to meet you young man."

Bran takes a breath and his eyes turn white. "Bran! Bran!" Robb says in concern.

"Its alright." Catelyn says, "He is in one of his Dream states. Though I have never seen him do it without the help of the tree." An hour passes before Bran returns to his mind.

"I think you and your troops should stay here." Bran says.

"But why? Jon is expecting reinforcements."

"And you won't make a difference if you go. The Night's Watch and the Free Folk will slow the dead down."

"Listen to the Raven." Cold Hands says entering the main hall.

"So we just let all those people die?" Jon Arryn asks.

"Not all of them will die. Many will survive, but something monumental will happen at the wall and I must know what it is." Bran stands up, "Excuse me." Robb and Jon discuss the logistics of keeping their army at Winterfell, while Bran goes to the godswood with Cold Hands. It is well after sunset when Bran comes out of his trance.

"For a minute I thought we lost you." Cold Hand says.

"I know how to save my family."

"And the other problem?"

Bran eats and goes to bed, then the next day he meets with Robb and Jon Arryn. "Robb and Lord Arryn you must remain here with your armies."

"I do not like this."

"The Night will divide his forces…Once he is pass, the wall he will send a large force here to kill me."

"Why you?" Jon Arryn asks.

"He is the Three Eyed Raven…" Cold Hands says speaking up, "The memories of the entire world. The Night King kills him and the Prince he has won."

"Then we should find a place for you and Jon to hide." Robb says.

Bran shows him the mark on his arm, "There is no place for me to hide and Jon must be at the wall. It is the first step towards him becoming who he is meant to be."

"You said the Night King will divide his forces. He is sending one group here, where will, he send the other?" Jon Arryn asks.

"I do not know…But I will find out." He looks at Robb, "The Broken Tower…I need a hundred men to do something for me."

"What?"

"It will be a crazy plan, but it will save Mother, Ned, Sansa, Talisa, Rickon and everyone else who can't fight."

"What about Arya?"

"Arya is a fighter and you will need every sword you can get your hands on." It was a crazy plan, but Robb was known for his crazy plans in war and he liked this one. On the second day of the third week it starts to snow all over the North.