Beyond the Wall - 308AC

Jon Snow

No it couldn't be the others were gone, the night king dead, stabbed in the gut by Arya.

Yet here stood Tormund before him with those accused eyes.

He stumbled back and a sound made him turn.

More,there were more of them.

Dalla, Rayum, Edd, Vela

It was all of them.

And all of them came for him.

Moving back he took up his stance slicing at a wight as it attacked him. Ghost went for the other tearing it's throat out. Moving forward he slashed one before punching the other. Using a wooden bark as a shield before bashing in into one of their heads. Slowly he retreated trying to get as much distance before them as he can but it was a fools errand there were just too many of them to do anything.

Soon he found himself overrun. His enemies were too many and he was surrounded. There was no escape , he raised his sword for one final strike before finding the hordes tearing him parts as the light left him eyes.

The Council

"So it's over" Balerion the valyrian god of death and the underworld growled.

"Such a waste of our blood" Caraxes the valyrian god of the sea and lord of the waters snapped.

"Don't be so hard on the boy", Syrax the valyrian goddess of wines, parties, festivals and everything good said in her usual carefree tone.

"I concur", the crow representing the old god's of the first men replied

"Say what you will ,the boy is weak such a waste , to be born of the blood of old valyria and the first men yet to be die in such a way, what a waste."Vhagar the mighty and fearsome valyrian god of war added.

"My lady please , we are here because the last of our blood just died with it magic will totally die out and the great other will rule unopposed" the crow retorted.

"True but what can we do, we can't interfere directly in the mortal world's", Meraxes the twin of Caraxes and the valyrian goddess of the sky replied.

"As if you would ever know what to do", said a disgrunted Gaelithox the valyrian god of sun, fire, moon and stars and the rival of Meraxes.

"Perhaps there is a way"Tyraxes the valyrian goddess of reason , skill and intelligence said.

"Well we are all open to suggestions" Tessarion the goddess of music, prophecy, arts knowledge and healing added.

"I was looking at the timeline and there is a period in history that is quite malleable one which if changed will alter the fate of our world and make sure our lines doesn't end. Yet this period is shrouded with conflict and it would take a extreme amount of skill to change the timeline in our favour, I believe if we are to insert this boy with all his memories in the said time period we could steer the timeline in our favour"Tyraxes added

"What time period is it you speak off??"Tessarion asked

"Well, the dance"

An uproar was heard amongst the gods with shreiks of " Have you gone mad" amongst other things.

"Please let me speak" Tyraxes said "That is the time when the downfall of the Targaryens began if we were to change it everything will change"

"Or house targaryen will completely destroyed in the conflict fucking us all for good " Caraxes sneered.

"Mayhaps but if we succeed we'll change everything, please it's worth a try"

"Yes it is" , Arrax the great ruler of all valyrian gods and the god of law order, justice, governance and strength said breaking the silence ,

" What do you think crow??", he added.

"I believe it is worth it, for I see there is no other way for our lines of survive so either we change what happens in the dance or prepare to swear eternal servitude the great other" the crow added.

Looking at the disgusted looks at everyones face at the mention of servitude to the great other Arrax said "So we are in agreement, very well Vermax bring forth his soul"

Jon Snow

He awoke at a strange place, it was a hall bigger than any he had seen decorated with elegant and exquisite tapestry bearing motifs of dragons. Fired burned in great cauldrons in various colours across the room. He stood at the center surrounded by exactly 15 figures. Of them 14 were the epitome of valyrian beauty with silver hair, various shades of purple eyes and chiseled sharp features. The last one was a crow with blood red eyes and raven black feathers.

The one who sat above all others with a crown addressed him.

"Young hatchling , do you know where you are and why you are here"

"I died, I expected to wake up in the afterlife but under I am here the only possible explanation could be you all are the gods my lords and as for why I am here I would say to answer for my crimes"

"Indeed you are correct, we are the 14 old valyrian gods of your ancestors , I am Arrax and the crow represents the old gods of the firstmen. That much you got it right but no you are not here to answer for any crimes, tell me young hatchling do you not wonder how the great other is still alive??"

"I… I do he shouldn't be alive Arya killed him"

"No she nearly destroy his mortal body but he had marked another before his death and his soul got transferred to that persons body after his demise"

"Bran , Bran is the night king??"

"Yes"

"So what must I do , will I have to be a kinslayer again kill my own cousin is that what you will have me do"

"No young hatchling what has happened cannot be changed however we are to give you a chance to make sure this never happens again"

"How…??"

"We would send you to a different time , to a different body with all the memories of this life and it will be up to you to change the course of history, however the person whose body you will get will be a targaryen prince should you choose to accept our offer"

"What time will go and what will be my mission "

"You will go the the time period know to history as the dance of the dragons and your mission will be to stop dragons from dying out"

"I…Very well I will do it but…"

"But???"

"I don't know how to be a dragon"

Authors note:-Next Chapter-How to be a dragon