THE TARGARYENS

VISERYS

Viserys felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His family betrayed, his father dead, his mother died in childbirth, his brother, dead, his brother's wife and their children, all dead. As the last living male of House Targaryen; the Iron Throne fell to Prince Viserys. Ten years had passed since that night he was forced to flee with his mother on a ship and took refuge at Dragonstone. A month later his sister Dany or Daenarys was born and his mother died.

Oh yes, they would all pay for their treachery, the Starks, the Lannisters, the Baratheons, the Tullys, and Arryns. Viserys is now ten and seven name days, his sister Dany only nine, but in a few months, she would turn ten. They had been hiding in Braavos for ten years, with Ser Willem Darry the former Master at Arms of the Red Keep.

They live in a small House with a red door with four servants and five loyal guards. The House has four rooms, a kitchen, a cellar, and a common room. They had bought the House to avoid drawing attention to themselves. The ship they came to Braavos in is used to catch fish and sell to earn income for the Targaryens.

"Is this all you earned for the month?" Viserys arrogantly asks, "You are stealing from us aren't you!" It had started when he turned eleven. Snapping at those still loyal to him and once he struck a servant. She left and never came back. If not for Dany the others would have left a long time ago as well.

"Calm down your Grace." Willem says.

"This is less than what they bought in last month!"

"True but if you remember the month before that they bought much more."

"This is not how a King should live!" He says raising his voice. "I was born in a palace…It is my destiny to sit the Iron Throne."

"And you shall my King…One day." He replies, "But you must be patient."

Patience is not one Viserys' strong suits. He is always trying to come up with plans that would put him on the throne now.

JAEHAERYS

They finally reach Braavos. "Wow." Jae says staring up at the Titan of Braavos.

"The Titan of Braavos Jae…" Aemon says, "It is a fortress made to look like a statue…Archers live inside ever on guard for an attack against the city." He leans down to whisper, "Warg into Orion and find the House with the red door."

His eyes turn white and Orion flies off and over the city. Jaehaerys has enough control and does not feint, but remains standing. He is powerful enough to divide his mind between the bird Orion and his own body. Just as the ship docks Jae finds the House and then maps a route from the docks to the House. They disembark the ship with their belongings and Horses.

"Ser Alyn. after we get to the House…You and Michael find a House big enough for twelve people." Aemon commands. They follow the bird through the streets, across a bridge and finally to the House with the red door. Aemon knocks as Alyn and Michael go off on their mission.

A small window in the door opens, "Yes who are you?"

Aemon lowers his hood, "Hello Ser Darry I am Prince Aemon Targaryen…"

"Aemon Targaryen is an old man who serves as Maester at the wall."

"When my nephew Prince Rhaegar turned eleven name days he came to you asked to teach him the sword."

"You could be a spy for Varys or the Usurper."

"Your brother Jonothor was a member of the Kingsguard…Before he left he told you about Rhaegar's plan. The two of you were alone." A young, beautiful woman of white hair says. The magic to return Shiera to her youth was done on the ship a few days before they arrived.

He opens the door and steps outside, "How do you know that?"

"I told them." Jaehaerys says speaking up.

"And who are you?"

"This is Jaehaerys Targaryen son of Prince Rhaegar and Lyanna of House Stark." And with those words they are allowed inside.

"Prince Aemon are you truly him?"

"I am Ser Darry."

"Ser Darry! Who are these people?" Viserys demands entering the common room.

"I am your Uncle Prince Aemon Targaryen."

"I have seen a painting of my Uncle as a young man…You look like him. And who is this?"

"This is your nephew Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen."

"My nephew!"

"Prince Rhaegar was my father."

"Lies!"

"Your Grace I believe them." Darry says.

"Silence old man! This is a trick to take my throne."

"Enough!" Jaehaerys says as his eyes turn white. He enters Viserys' mind to fix him as well.

DAENARYS

Dany is in her room curious about what is going on, but fear of her brother is greater; so, she stays put. Her fears started the day he became angry with her and struck Dany in the face. Ser Willem was out buying food at the time. Some of the things he said she did not believe as she learned to ask Ser Darry about them.

While Viserys refers to himself as the Dragon. It is Daenarys who has Dragon Blood. She learned this at the age of seven after dreaming about fire and blood. She pricked her finger and dropped the blood in the fire and saw a vision. She told Ser Darry about it and he encouraged her to keep it a secret. She sits on the bed playing with the doll Willem gave her.

"Enough!"

She hears someone yell. Dany gets off the bed and goes to the door to listen. All is quiet for a good while. Then she hears Viserys' voice. "Dany…come here!" She quickly hides her doll and exits the room. She walks up the hallway and freezes at the sight of the new people. "Come here sister." She walks up to Viserys hoping she didn't do anything to wake the Dragon as he says. He surprises her by kneeling down in front of her. "Dany…please forgive me for striking you and all the mean things I have ever said to you…" He hugs her affectionately. "Do you forgive me?"

She nods, "Good." He stands up, "Now I want you to meet out our Uncle Aemon Targaryen."

"Hello little Dragon."

"Hi." She shyly says waving.

"And this is our Nephew Jaehaerys. This is our brother's son."

"Call me Jae."

She smiles, "Dany…You can call me Dany." A few days later they move into a larger House with twelve rooms, a kitchen, a common room, a cellar, and a yard. After everyone is settled they sit around the table to feast. Later Dany finds Jae in the yard sitting cross legged. When she looks into his eyes she gasps because they are all white. "Are you okay?" She asks waving her hand in his face.

"He's warging." Shiera says from behind.

"What is warging?"

"Jae can leave his body and enter the mind of animals and control them…See through their eyes."

A Hawk squawks and lands on the ground next to Dany. It looks up at her, "Jae?" She asks, the bird responds with a squawk and she bends down to pet it. The Hawk's eyes return to normal.

"His name is Orion." Jae says standing up.

Orion leaps off the ground and onto Jae's padded arm. "He's magnificent."

SHIERA

Having a young body bought on a young body's urges, so that night Shiera pleased herself, not as fulfilling as being with someone, but it helped. The next day they break their fast on fruit, many still full from the meal last night. Then they sit around the table to make plans for the future. Aemon takes charge, "From now on every morning I will teach and you will learn…Knowledge is power and the more you know the more power you have."

Shiera listened, but she is torn between listening and lusting after Aemon's young fresh body. "We will start tomorrow…First lessons, then training, in the sword."

"Can I train too?" Dany boldly asks.

"Of, course you can. Then we will train and use magic. Jaehaerys is our King and he will sit the Iron Throne one day."

"Will the Stark's support us." Viserys asks.

"Of, course and so will Dorne." Jae confidently says.

"First we need to build our wealth up and then raise an army of our own. Then we take back Dragonstone and from it launch our conquest to take back what is ours." Aemon says.

"How?" Viserys asks.

"Let me and Jae worry about that and when the time comes we will tell you all the plan."

Later Shiera finds Viserys alone on the roof, "Are you alright?"

He laughs, "I am thanks to my nephew…"

"You sound angry."

"I thought I would do great things and win back the Iron Throne…I use to tell myself that I am the last Dragon. And all this time…Dany was the true Dragon…You and Uncle are Dragons. Me I am nothing."

She walks up to Viserys and hugs him, "Not all Targaryens were gifted with Dragon Blood…Your father and brother were two…That does not make you any less a Targaryen. Nor does that mean we love you any less either. Do you understand me?"

"Yes."

After comforting Viserys she goes to Aemon's room and knocks, "Shiera."

She shoves her way in and starts kissing him, "Do you feel anything for me."

"By the gods I have tried to resist, but damn it all I want you woman." Their clothes fly off as they passionately kiss one another. Then she shoves him on the bed and removes his pants. Then she takes him in her mouth. When she is done, Shiera straddles him for a while. Then he turns her over and takes charge. Shiera feels no guilt because she had spoken to Brynden already.