Author's Note: Helloooooo! How are you all doing? I'm doing great^^ So I'm sure you're wondering why I am posting this story, correct? Well, recently I had been doing some research for a side-project that I had been planning for a short while, but then I happened across a Wikipedia Article about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, as well as watching some Darksiders Content, and Spiderbait's Cover of "Ghost Riders in the Sky". Thanks to this, I had gotten a crazy idea that I just had to try out in a story format. So before I go into details, just know that this One-Shot is the humble beginning for the future Project and I want to see what you guys think of it! If you guys really like it, and I can get at least 10 Follows and/or Favorites (Whichever comes first), then I will create a full-on story with this as the blueprint, making the actual story of higher quality! With Greater Quality and Detail than what I am posting here.
So anyway, a few days ago, I was listening to the cover of "Ghost Riders in the Sky" by Spiderbait, and I had happened across an amv made by Zero on Youtube called "Darksider- War is the Ghost Rider", and I thought it was good for a minute and a half long music video. That is when I started doing some research into the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and that is when I stumbled upon something interesting! It turns out that the Pale Horseman's Horse is sometimes depicted as a green color, and since Drogon was both Red and Black, the cogs began turning in my hand as I continued to listen to Ghost Riders in the Sky. That is when it hit me, I would turn Aegon the 6th, Rhaenys, Jon, and Daenerys into the Four Horsemen! However, that is for a story way down the line, and right now I'm introducing you all to the idea of what I have planned.
However, I will leave you all clues on what is going to happen, and I hope you all like the ideas I put forward! If you guys can decypher the clues, then I praise you all for them! In any case, I'll end the author's note here! Please be sure to Follow, Favorite, and Review, and please be sure to share this with anyone you know who likes Game of Thrones or a Song of Ice and Fire, and see if they like it. If I can get at least 10 Follows and/or Favorites, then I will make a full-length version of this One-Shot! Catch you on the Flipside! DRACARYS!
Dragonstone, 102 BC
It has happened, the Doom of Valyria has begun, she can feel it through the massive rumblings from the Dragonmount. Looking to the East, towards her homeland, Daenys can't help but dream as her visions reveal Valyria burning, people screaming, Dragons crashing to earth, but more than that, many try to flee, only to burn to ash. The Lady of Dragonstone sheds tears as she watches the destruction, and her dragon descends, responding to her pain, roaring in despair, as do the other dragons as they sense their homeland being destroyed.
The tremors end by nightfall, and Daenys has cried herself to sleep as she remembers the carnage and destructions play through in her mind. However, in her dreams, someone approaches her, and not just one, there are four, each of them wearing Valyrian Steel Armor, and wielding weapons of the same metal. Whats more, behind them are four mighty dragons, each of them of specific colors; White with Gold, Red with Orange, Black with Sand-Brown, and Green with Bronze.
Daenys dreams this Dragon Dream and she sees each of these four people as Fate would demand of them…
Lo, she would behold the White Warrior, he would be born of a Dragon and a She-Wolf, betwixt in star-crossed love. He would be forced to die himself black as a great trout with the teeth of a wolf would tear him to pieces emotionally and spiritually, leaving him only a hollow shell of a man. He would be given a White Direwolf as his only companion, but before he would leave to die his beautiful white fur black, he would find, beneath a great tree a White Dragon Egg, his only treasure that would keep his heart White amongst his newly dyed fur.
However, as the color change would begin, the Direwolf would be felled by a warrior with icy-blue eyes, and the White Warrior would howl in despair as he burned his companion, placing the egg next to him, only for his companion to be reborn as a White Dragon with crimson red eyes, wings, fangs, horns, and spinal crests. The Warrior would later make friends with a Bear beyond a Wall of Ice, and love a maiden of ice whose hair is like fire, but eventually, death itself would claim him, cleansing him of the Black, only to be raised from the grave, and his body it's pure white again. Then he would find a great bow left for him, one of weirwood and dragonbone, and with his dragon, would be given a golden crown, and would ride forth Conquering and to Conquer.
Following the White Warrior, she would see the Red Warrior, and he would be a Prince, and while he would share the same father as the White Warrior, his other would be different. His mother would be a snake, a frail one, but she would make the ultimate sacrifice to ensure his safety… He would be taken to live amongst the most lush and fertile of the kingdoms, hidden as the twin brother of a Knight adorned in an armor of flowers. He would be give his egg by a woman wearing a crown of ancient and gnarled thorns, as a present, and he would hatch it to reveal a red dragon with golden eyes and black wings. He would fly into battle upon his dragon's back during a time where men would slay one another in the name of 5, and he would be given a great sword and a Blackened Valyrian Steel Armor bearing a ruby encrusted symbol of a three headed dragon upon it's chest, whilst upon his head would be a red hood held in place by a circlet with beautiful red square cut rubies. From beneath his hood, only his lower face, his long silver hair and menacing deep blue eyes can be seen, though he always carries a gentle smile, and an open hand for any who require it.
Moving from the Red Warrior, Daenys foresees a woman in Black Valyrian Steel Plate Armor, a woman of such divine beauty that many would fight over to claim her. However, she would be the subject of her own house's cruelty, madness, and would be pushed to the breaking point several times, only to recover and become stronger from each obstacle. She would receive her egg as a wedding gift, and from it she would draw her strength. Her Dragon would be completely black, save for the dark brown coloration of it's horns, frills, and wings, and it's ferocity would be the greatest amongst the four dragons. In this woman's hands would be held a great flail, it's great head held along a great chain, taking a form akin to that of a whip, and moving with the grace and speed of a whip with the raw power of a warhammer. However, her greatest curse is that she would be made barren to all but the one who would rule by her side, but with this, that which was barren and dead shall be made lush and fertile again under the heat of her dragon's flame, and for those who serve her loyalty, they shall be the first to obtain the best of the new plentitude, but to those who stand against her, she shall only offer a quart of wheat or three quarts of Barley for the Price of a Human Life, and deny them any Oil and Wine.
Finally, she beholds the last rider, a woman dressed in green, wearing the armor of a snake, and wielding a great and terrifying weapon. Her Dragon shall be that of a deep Jade Green with polished bronze decorating his body. This woman would wear a mask carved from dragonbone over her face at all times, save for when she finally marries the one destined for her. Any who would dare peer at her visage before it is time would see not but a corpse, but when it is finally time for her to wed and remove the mask, a divine beauty would be seen. She would wield a great scythe in her hands, one meant for war, and she would ride her dragon into the world, where 1/4th of the deaths the future would suffer during her lifetime would be claimed by hers own scythe. She would be safely hidden amongst those who share her features, and would be protected fiercely, only allowing the one whom she deems worthy, first testing their heart, then testing their strength in combat, for she would only marry the man who could win her heart and defeat her in an honorable duel. She would receive her egg from the family who sacrificed so much to save her and keep her safe.
Daenys would then see into the dream in which their armors and weapons would be forged on Dragonstone, only to stolen, only for fate to return them to their masters when the time was right, however, before her dream ended, she would see the Banners of the Westerosi united behind these four riders as they would charge into battle against an endless horde of skeletal and undead creatures with monsters of gaunt skin with icy blue eyes. The riders take to the skies as they battle the leader, who would ride upon the back of a great beast, a dragon made of living ice and with it's breath a blizzard, and it's rider dressed in black, with a crown of frozen horns, and eyes of pale blue ice. However, before she could witness the battle, the dream ends and Daenys sits up, gasping hard as Gaemon wakes up. "My dearest? Whats wrong?"
"I need pen and paper… Now…!" Daenys says, to which Gaemon nods as he sets up a writing desk as a late night storm rages outside. Daenys writes quickly before the images of the dream leave her mind, detailing everything she had seen as Gaemon helps her however she can. Within less than an hour, she finishes her writing, and the ink begins to dry on it's parchment. The Lady of Dragonstone then moves quickly as she closes rolls up the scroll and carefully places seven seals upon it, and places it in a leather container, and sealing it in one of steel, marking it for Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, Son of Aerys II Targaryen. "Let us hope he finds it… If not… Then all hope is lost…"
"I believe you, Dany… You saved us from the same fate as our countrymen, so I will put my faith in you again!" Gaemon says, kissing her hand. "I love you…"
"And I love you too, Gaemon…" Daenys says, smiling. She goes to the place where Rhaegar would easily find it, and carefully stashes it away in a location only a child would find it, or some lucky man. Now all they could do was hope that this message would reach Rhaegar, and quickly, Daenys would set to work the next morning, speaking with the Blacksmith and giving him his task. It would take a week for him to complete it, and once it was done, the armors and weapons were just like in her dreams, much to her joy… Sealing them in the Vaults, Daenys turns to the skies and prays to any god that will hear her, praying that the Apocalypse will summon these riders when it is time, and asks forgiveness for taking destiny into her own hands… "Aegon… Rhaenys… Viserys… Daenerys… Please be safe… And Good luck to all four of you… My Four Horsemen…"
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this short, but possibly opening, One-Shot that might spring into a new project for you all to enjoy! Please be sure to Follow, Favorite, Review, and share this with everyone you know who likes Game of Thrones. Who knows, if I get more than 10 Follows and/or Favorites (which ever comes first) I will create the full story! Catch ya on the Flipside! DRACARYS!