ARYA
Arya is the third child of Lord Eddard Stark and his Lady wife Catelyn Stark nee' Tully. "Horse Face…" Her elder sister Sansa says.
"Scatter brain!"
The two sisters are as different as night and day. Sansa likes to read, sing, play the harp, and learn the things a young maiden of a Great House is expected to learn. Arya is her aunt Lyanna come back to life again. She is wild like the sigil of House Stark the Dire Wolf. Arya loves to ride horses, shoot the bow, swing swords and such.
"I am not a scatter brain. I am a young lady…"
"Who thinks the sky is pink and wants to skip through a field of flowers and have the animals bring her lemon cakes all day…" As Arya speaks she skips around Sansa. "And then…A brave knight will come and take her away to his great big castle…" She leans to the side batting her eyes with her elbows out to the sides.
"That is enough!" Catelyn Stark says entering the library where the two are arguing.
"She started it." Sansa says.
"And you are older you should know better. I am ashamed of the both of you. Go to your rooms now! The both of you!"
Arya storms off mumbling under her breath. "In trouble again?" She stops to look at her half-brother Jon Snow. "For Winterfell!" She screams, runs at him and leaps. Jon catches her and places Arya over his shoulder. "To the dungeons?"
"Nope my room…My mother is ashamed of me."
"What did you do this time?"
"Arya was reading one of her stupid books about the Princess Bride."
Jon sighs, "Ya know maybe you should respect the things Sansa likes and then maybe she will respect what you like." He opens the door with his foot and then throws Arya onto the bed. She laughs as she flies through the air.
Later Arya goes to the main hall with Jon. She and Jon share a special relationship and are closer to each other than anyone else. As they walk up the hallway Arya frowns as she sees ghost. "Jon."
"Arya."
"Do you believe in Ghosts?"
"I have never seen one. Do you believe in Ghosts."
"I do now." Jon stops and looks in the direction Arya is looking. "You see a Ghost?"
"Arya!" Catelyn Stark calls from the main hall.
As Arya eats she tries to ignore the apparition in the room. She sits at the high table with her father Lord Eddard Stark Warden of the North, her mother Lady Catelyn Stark, Robb the eldest child and heir to Winterfell, Sansa, her younger brothers, Bran and Rickon. Jon a bastard must sit at another table on the lower floor.
Later the ghost is waiting for Arya in her room. 'Who are you?" She asks.
"I am your ancestor. Bran the Builder."
She looks at him, "For real?"
He smiles, "For real."
"Is it true you can use magic or could use magic?"
"Yes it is true…How do think I got here."
"Can I use magic."
"In a manner or speaking…I came here Arya Stark to unite my soul with yours."
"Why?"
"To save our family from the many hardships that will come upon it."
Arya sits crossed legged on the bed, "Save our family from what?" His eyes glow and so does Arya's. He shows Arya the things to come and things that may happen." When he finishes Arya lowers her head and cries. "Can we save them?"
He smiles, "We can my child and we will…Now do you wish my soul to become one with yours?"
"Yes." Arya passes out after it is done. When she awakens she points her hand at the comb on her dresser, but nothing happens.
"You will have to train little wolf…"
"That is scary." She says out loud.
"My voice will not last always…In a few years it will fade. For now I will guide and train you to use my power."
"Can you tell me who married Lord Galbert Glover?" Septa Modane asks the next morning at lesson.
"Who cares?" Arya says.
Sansa rolls her eyes, "Did you say something young Lady?"
"Yes…Lady Sybelle of House Locke…She married Lord Glover because her stupid father forced her too…"
"Young Lady…"
Arya shocks Septa Modane, "I'm sorry Septa." Modane and Sansa look at each other, "And I apologize to you Sansa…for what I said Yesterday. You are not a scatter brain. You are my sister and I love you. I am so mad about…"
"Arya!" Bran warns from within.
"About what Arya?" Septa Modane asks.
She sighs, "May I be excused for now?"
She feels her head, "Are you ill child?"
"No ma'am."
"Alright go…"
Arya wanted to confront her father, about his lie concerning Jon. Or Aegon as his mother named him. Bran wanted her to reveal it in a dream to Eddard. "You can't do that."
"It is my power now and I can do as I please! If you don't like the way I do it then go jump into someone else's body." She can feel him smiling on the inside. "WHAT?" She mentally asks.
"I chose wisely child…You may do as you please."
The next day when it is time to break her fast. Arya joins her family and Jon sits at one of the lower tables. When the servants finish bringing the food to the table Arya stands up.
"Arya?" Catelyn Stark her mother asks. She looks at her mother and grabs her cup. She pours the milk out onto the floor. "Arya!"
"Arya why did you do that?" Her father asks.
She bangs her cup on the table to get everyone's attention. "I am Arya Stark…Daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn Stark…Jon come here."
"Arya what are you doing?" Cat asks.
"What is right mother…Will the rest of you please leave the hall…I need to speak with my family in private." She looks at Jon who has yet to move, "Jon come here!"
"Arya…"
She looks at her father, "Father please I have something to say."
He sighs, "Jon come here…Will the rest of you please take your food and leave the main hall."
"You too Theon." Arya says, "If Jon wants to tell you after then he will…"
"My Lord?" Theon asks looking at him. He nods.
Arya takes Jon's hand. "Father…How could you lie to us?" She asks after everyone is gone.
"Arya!" Catelyn says in disbelief, "You do not talk to your father like that."
"Arya how have I lied to you?"
"Jon! Tell us and tell us now! Tell them who Jon's mother is or I will."
"That is enough young lady."
Arya feels the magic she had been given rising, "No mother! You will sit and listen." Her brothers and sisters couldn't believe how Arya was talking to their parents. Sansa was frozen in place with the fork halfway to her mouth. "I know who Jon's mother is and it is time to tell them. You always say…The loan wolf dies, but the pack survives…How can Jon survive with the way mother and Sansa treat him? How can he be who is meant to be if he does not know…Tell them."
It was just a little nudge to make him feel guilty. "Arya…" Cat stops and it dawns on her. She looks at her husband. "Ned…Who is Jon's mother?"
He sighs, "My sister Lyanna…Jon your mother was Lyanna." Jon falls into Arya's seat at the table staring dumbfounded. "How did you know?" He asks looking at Arya.
"I dreamed about it." She says lying. "Tell them the rest."
"Ned…Rhaegar kidnapped Lyanna, didn't he?"
He shakes his head, "No…They fell in love. Rhaegar stopped at Winterfell on his way to the wall. That is when they met. For a year they exchanged love letters in secret. At the tourney of Harrenhal Rhaegar won the tourney and crowned Lyanna the Queen of Beauty and love…She ran away with him and married in secret. I have never been unfaithful to you."
"What about his first wife?" Robb asks.
He looks at Cat and she looks away with teary eyes, "Princess Elia…The two of them were planning to annul their marriage…Rhaegar was going to overthrow his father and become King. The tourney at Harrenhal was a ruse to draw the Lords of Westeros together, so that he could gain their support."
"Did my mother name me Jon or did you?"
"Your mother named you Aegon…The Seventh of his name." Cat stands up, "Cat."
"I need to be alone now." She says and leaves the hall.
"All that time and you…" Jon says. He stands up.
"Jon…Don't leave." Arya says.
He kisses her on the forehead and leaves. "I'm going check on mother." Robb says standing up and leaving.
"Not a word of this to anyone…all of you."
"Whose Whaeygar?" Rickon asks.
Sansa stops and grabs Rickon, "Come with me."
Ned looks at Arya, "Why didn't you come to me first?"
"Because you would have tried to convince me to keep quiet." Arya says and leaves the table. She stops, turns, and grabs the fish and bread off her plate.
"Do you regret what you did? How you did it?"
"A little…"
"You are family little one…Family forgives…They all just need time…"