History Recap:

It has been nearly three weeks since my rebirth in the world of Game of Thrones. In that time, I became familiar with this new world's History and it came as a shock to me when I found out a couple events in the timeline has changed, with one of the major ones being the Tourney at Harrenhal being in held in the year 279 AC instead of the original year 281AC.

It seems my parents Ned Stark and Ashara Dayne got to know each other at the tourney and after meeting multiple times following their time at tourney they fell in love and got married in secret at Starfall in Dorne. While they were enjoying their newly married life in Starfall, the delusional prophecy fool Rhaegar Targaryen 'kidnapped' Lyanna Stark triggering the Robert's Rebellion and interrupting my parent's peaceful life.

While the Rebellion occurred earlier than in canon, the events are mostly same like Rhaegar's defeat at the hands of Robert Baratheon and Jaime Lannister killing the Mad King etc.

Of course, there are exceptions like my birth in 280 AC. At first there has been an exchange of letters between my parents even though there is war going, but they stopped writing each other as ravens are getting intercepted by Targaryen loyalists as Starks are on the side of rebels and House Dayne maintaining a neutral stance except Ser Arthur due to his Kingsguard vows.

So, By the time my mother was pregnant with me there was no way of informing my father and I was raised at Starfall for first two years of life. In the year 282 AC the war started to reach its final stage and my father went to visit my mother at Starfall and was shocked finding out he had a son.

Unknown to my father, my mother Ashara started getting weak after a couple months of my birth and by the time my father came to visit her, she was already in her last days. He stayed by her side for the next couple of days until she died in her sleep one morning leaving a mourning husband and near two name day son. But before she passed away, she made my father promise her to reveal their marriage and to take care of me.

My father Eddard Stark made a detour to Winterfell to drop me off before joining the Battle of Trident with Robert's bannermen. While he was at Winterfell he made his marriage with my mother public and named me the heir to Winterfell.

But the moment the news of mother's death became public, they immediately arranged a second marriage with House Tully to reinforce their alliance which was broken due to my Uncle Brandon's death. Though my father was reluctant to it at first, but had accepted to save House Stark's honour by taking the oath.

But he made clear that I was to be the heir to Winterfell. While this announcement disgruntled House Tully they accepted nonetheless.

However, after this event, there is another change that took place compared to the canon events. When the Battle of Trident has reached its end, my father went to rescue his sister and my aunt Lyanna from the Tower of Joy it was guarded by three members of the Kingsguard, more importantly by my maternal uncle Ser Arthur Dayne who was said to be the Greatest knight in the history of Westeros, 'The Sword of Morning' he was called for wielding the legendary sword 'Dawn'. But to my surprise a fight didn't even took place, after informing my uncle of his sister and my mother's demise he lost the will to fight, but to honour his Kingsguard vows he let himself taken out by my father and he gave his legendary sword 'Dawn' to my father to give it me when I was worthy of it.

When my father returned to Winterfell, the mood of Catelyn Stark which was already bad due to my existence plummeted even further after seeing babe in my father's arms, who my father admitted as his 'bastard' and named him Jon Snow.

Present 283 AC: Castle Winterfell

The Winter is still going on, people all across the north are storing their rations and imported additional food from the Reach and other fertile places. The smiths are forging new weapons and arrows to replace the ones that are expended during Robert's rebellion and are thinking of new weapons to fill up their armoury.

Maester Luwin is writing about the rebellion to update the books in our House Library. My father is currently running the court to deal with the problems of smallfolk, my step mother Catelyn is probably praying to gods old and new to somehow send an assassin to kill me so the new born Robb can take my place as the heir or for Jon to get a disease and die as she felt that a good bastard is a dead bastard. Seriously, that woman.

While all the people in the castle are busy dealing with these earthly matters I have risen above these petty things and am enjoying the finer things in life, chasing butterflies. Sorry, just kidding, I am currently in the Castle library reading a book about Old Valyria. Let me tell you something the biggest asset that we Starks have is not our honour or skill in combat but it is our library with almost endless number of books ranging from the Long night written by Bran the Builder himself to the recently updated history books by our maester. There are books on almost anything you would want as the Stark are there even before rise of Valyria and in some context, it is said that the Valyrian Steel came from a meteor which fell on Old Valyria.

Now that we are back to the book I am reading, it has detailed notes on properties of Valyrian Steel and the more read about it the more I am convinced that Valyrian Steel is westeros version of Vibranium, because frankly with the steel being light weight, extremely sharp and requiring magic to forge the steel, it is giving me mixed vibes of Adamantium and Vibranium, The theories that the Magic steel came from meteor is only reinforming my believes as the ancestral sword Dawn is the proof of that.

"tchhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

When I heard that sound, I looked at the kitchen room from a window nearby to see smoke coming out of 'what is supposed to be pre-industrial revolution' chimney.

"It seems it is time for breakfast"

With that said I hopped out of the stool I was sitting on and began to sneak my way out of the library. By the time I made my way to the dining hall, my father was already seated at the head of the table, my step mother to his left while I took the chair to his right. While it may seem normal there are few rules to be followed when seated at the dining hall, first and foremost the head of the family sits at the head of the table with the eldest and heir sitting to his right while his wife sits next to his left.

"Good Morning Father"

"Good Morning Ryan"

After we exchanged our daily greetings, I looked around the hall searching for two very familiar toddlers all the while my stepmother Catelyn is giving me a not-so-subtle death glare, when couldn't find them in the hall I asked my father about my concern.

"Father, are Robb and Jon still asleep?"

While the question is asked regarding both of them, my main concern is for Jon, not to say I favoured one more than the other, but I had to keep track of Jon, I grew close to both Robb and Jon after they are born but Jon needed the care due to his 'bastard' status. Lady Catelyn didn't show any mercy towards Jon treating him like a plague even though he is just a babe. She tried to pull that shit with me too but I was Ned Stark's first born and heir to Winterfell as well as Ned's son who is born due to his love and marriage to my mother unlike her who was married due to an oath from by my uncle.

One time Lady Catelyn took Jon's crib and placed him in an abandoned store room in the Castle and forbidden any maids to go near the room, father has been busy with the court that day and only I noticed his absence and found him by luck by hearing his faint cries, poor kid was starved due to lack of food since morning. When I informed father about the issue, he found out about my step mother's involvement by questioning the maids, when he reprimanded her, she denied any involvement but I knew since I saw her sighing in relief when my father dropped the issue. Since that incident I always kept track of Jon for his safety.

"They already had finished their meal Ryan" replied my father.

Satisfied with the answer I finished my meal and started attending my studies with Maester Luwin, its nothing much, just some writing lessons and about proper etiquette etc. Since I am already proficient with the common tongue, which is basically ancient English with a bit different vocabulary, it didn't take much time to complete. The following weeks passed by in similar fashion being uneventful.

Two months later, 283 AC, Winterfell

Excitement. Grief. Anger. Depression. These are the feelings I am experiencing at this very moment, I don't know whether I should scream in happiness or grief as there is a reason for both. The day started out as normal, I completed my studies, had my meal with my father and started meditating in my room, a habit I developed to clear my mind for future plans as well as to figure out the mind part of the powers that THE God said I possess. Suddenly out of nowhere I saw my mother Ashara's face in my mind, but it was as if I was staring at her in person which shouldn't be possible as I was still a toddler when I was with her and I shouldn't remember her that well, I only got to see her portrait when I was older. It took me a couple of seconds to realize I am recollecting my memories with her. I started to remember every detail from the first time she held to her last moments and everything. I felt a metaphorical pain in my chest thinking about her and her love, even though I was practically a young adult in mind I felt immense love towards and it came with same amount of grief due to her demise.

By the time I opened my eyes, tears are rolling down my face, thankfully nobody else is there in my room to witness my outburst. After letting out all the emotions stirring up in me, I figured out the mental part of my powers granted by THE God, Perfect Memory recall or also known as Eidetic Memory. Now that I think about it, I could always recollect anything ever since my rebirth in this world even the route my father used to get me to Winterfell during the Rebellion.

With the awakening of my mental powers, I started planning for the events that will happen in the far future and I noted down the bigger threats as follows:

White Walkers, Dragons, Euron Greyjoy and his army, Manipulating politicians and Backstabbing Lords in the North.

For the first three problems, basically there are two solutions both of which I intend to follow. One, I had to become strong by being proficient in as many combat ways as possible, but I already have an advantage in this due to the body part of my powers bestowed by THE God, even though I don't know what they are, as well as my lineage by being the son of Ned Stark and nephew of the 'Sword of Morning'. So, I have the power, time, lineage and most importantly the mind of a determined teen who is aware of future threats.

Two, I need to put together a team, Not just any team but a group of people with exceptional skill and abilities by the likes of The Red Viper, Ser Barristan Selmy etc. I know I should not be limited to westeros, So I plan to travel to Essos and other lands to scout for warriors to recruit. I don't need an army because against threats like White Walkers and Dragons army can't do shit. I even plan to explore the magic that the Red Priestess uses, not the shadow demon kind but other combat related magic.

If I was able to complete the first two tasks, then I am confident that I can at least reduce the life loss in the oncoming battles.

As for the backstabbing politicians and lords I am planning to make my very own spy network as a fail safe since my knowledge about the show not that good, With this done I went to sleep knowing I had a plan.

Five years later

288 AC, Forrest near Winterfell

It has been five years since I awakened my powers and started training seriously for the threats from near and far future. There are many things I learned during these five years and I made sure utilize the time efficiently to amass as much skill and knowledge that I can. And to my surprise it seems I inherited my uncle Arthur's skill at swordplay even able to wield use two swords at the same time recreating his dual wielding style from the books and my father's knowledge with the help of Ser Rodrik Cassel and of course my eidetic memory.

I literally abused the shit out of eidetic memory to learn complex languages like High Valyrian, Low Valyrian and Dothraki for future uses. It even helped with memorizing the sword forms and archery techniques etc.

After the start of physical training, which I started right after my fourth name day, I unlocked the 'Body' aspect of my powers granted by THE God. My powers are basically my body's ability to adapt to any condition. while it may seem lame on paper. It is extremely effective, for example if my 4 years old body can run for ten minutes straight on first attempt if I continued running daily without fail, I can increase my limit to 12 or 13 minutes in less than a week and it is applicable to all physical factors like strength, speed, resistance to cold, heat and even poisons etc. Basically, I have tremendous rate of growth in speed, strength, resistance to all thing that can harm and I literally don't have limit. You get it, HIGH GROWTH RATE WITH NO LIMIT.

Right now, I am eight years old and I am in the forests near Winterfell for my archery training as well as hunting. When they said that practice for archery is hitting an immovable target at ten meters distance, I was terribly disappointed and I felt there was no use in training to use a static target, So I requested my father to allow me to go to woods for hunting and archery training, he rejected me at first since I was still five at the time and still a novice. Well, I can be at bit persuasive, so after days of nagging him and using dialogues like 'If my mother was alive, she would have given me permission' to guilt trip him I finally got permission to venture into the woods under a condition that I complete archery training with static targets first and to take Ser Rodrik with me whenever I go hunting.

With my eidetic memory to memorize the correct form and my body's adaptability it only took me two months to be proficient in bow and arrow and even hit at far distances like 80 meters and higher.

So, I started going hunting with Ser Rodrik and became proficient at hitting moving targets like stags, boars and even ravens etc. By the time I was six I once again requested my father for goings to the forest alone, while he was about to deny me, surprisingly my stepmother came to the rescue and supported me to venture the forests alone though she probably thought I would get killed by some wild animal if I ventured alone without Ser Rodrik.

With pressure from both sides my father relented but gave me a stern warning to not go too deep into the forests.

So, I, Ryan Arthur Stark, started hunting alone by the time I was six and it became a habit to me to go hunting once a month or a moon turn in Westerosi reference. With in two years of hunting alone, my archery improved in leaps and bounds. I will say with absolute confidence and pride that I am a marksman at eight.

I am currently eight years old but with strength of a trained teenager and with mind of a genius adult with perfect memory. It has been a day since I started the hunt but the game is dry with only couple of lamb and one old stag. But as I ventured deeper into the forest it became eerily silent and dread filled my heart with each passing moment. When I was about to head back to the castle, I heard a sound that I never thought I would hear in this part of north, a howl, a true howl of a wolf and I started moving towards the sound slowly with caution in my steps while loading my bow with an arrow, the animals can be quite unpredictable so it is better to be prepared.

By the time I reached the presumed location from which I guess the sound originated, The sight that greeted is something that I will never forget for my entire life, It was a female dire wolf give birth to a pup and a male dire wolf presumably her mate was guarding her. Both dire wolves are huge, nearly as large as an adult horse, the female is black in colour and the male is snow white. I was so transfixed by the scene that I don't know how long I was standing there. There is a stream nearby and the male took the pup to clean him.

After sometime I noticed two things. One, instead of giving birth to a litter the female gave birth to only one pup. Two, now that the newborn pup was cleaned I noticed it's proper appearance It has pitch black fur darker than his mother and deep violet eyes the same shade as mine and boy was he big, I know that dire wolves are generally bigger than regular wolves, but he is already as large as the month old dire wolves shown in the TV show, the only way I knew he is a new born other than witnessing his birth is by looking at his bone structure which still resembled a newborn other than his size.

I must have made some sound while I was musing as the whole pack turned towards me. The male wolf was standing at the front growling at me, while female was guarding the cub. I watched enough national geography channel and about dire wolves in the show to know what I must do. I put down by all my weapons aside and kneeled in front of them while raising my arms as a sign of surrender, I made sure my moments are slow and without any jerks to prevent them from lunging at me.

The parent wolves came near me and started circling around me all the while sniffing to memorize my scent. This followed for a couple of seconds and I was beginning to panic , While I could probably take down one wolf and escape by hightailing out or climbing some tree but I didn't want to attack as I intruded upon them. As I was about give up after a couple of minutes, I felt something nudging near my knees and when I looked down it was the new born pup looking at me with his curious violet eyes. After making eye contact with him I somehow understood what he was asking, I put my hand in front of him. He took some sniffs and started licking my palm, slowly I took him in my arms and he started licking my face.

After sometime even the parent wolves joined us and started playing around with their pup and me, even licking me like I was their pup. The whole day passed away in similar fashion. They even tried to feed me their food, though it was funny watching them trying to make me eat chewed food and at the end of the day I got a new family, a unique family, but a family nonetheless.

I am at the border of the forest right now, I spent the rest of the week with the pack and they even consider me as part of the pack. Now I was heading back to the castle, even the elder wolves accompanied me till the border. When I turned back and started my journey to the Castle, I heard a bark and I saw the pup tugging my pants stopping me from leaving, when I removed his hold and started moving he whined and started to follow me. I sighed and picked him up, and touched my forehead with his, The moment I had eye contact with him I knew formed a bond and whenever he is distressed I can feel it and vice-versa. Now I am currently trying to project my thoughts to him and it seemed to have succeeded if his lack of whining is any indication. But when I was about to resume my journey I heard him howling to his parents and they howled back. After they are done communicating he climbed my shoulder and yipped playfully at me. When I saw the elder wolves they gave me something akin to a nod.

I suddenly got a flow of thought not mine and I understood that he asked his parents to travel with me and they accepted it.

"Well well it seems you will be with me for a long time" I spoke to the pup and he yipped back at me.

"We can't leave you without a name, can we? Ah, I got it, Your name will be Draig." I named him and it seems he liked it.

I resumed my journey back to the Castle with my very own Dire Wolf companion. And I am really looking forward to future with Draig at my side.

(A/N): So hello guys, Hope you liked the second chapter, I have shown the changes in timeline occurred and MC' parentage as well as the beginning of his training. For those who feel there is a lack of action and fights, the next chapter's gonna be full of it.

Now here are few clarifications,

1) Draig is bigger than normal dire wolves and he is the only one born to his parents, That is why he is bigger than normal as he is born alone, not with litter.

2) 280 AC - Ryan Arthur Stark(MC) & Arianne Martell

283 AC- Jon & Robb

285 AC- Sansa

287 AC- Arya & 288 AC- Bran

3) MC has the strength of a fully trained teen( around 15 year olds) in his 8 year old body and high resistance to heat, cold, poisons due to his adaptability powers . Even superior speed

Stay tuned

Signing out