He rode hard and fast since he left Winterfell, he wanted to know what's waiting for him at his destination, when he reached Castle Black they laughed at him when he told them that he wanted to go beyond the Wall, when he showed Lord Commander Mormont his grandfather's seal he offered him some rangers to help him but he refused, he already knew the way, he had a map for that, and he was very skilled with the sword so he spent a night in Castle Black and rode hard beyond the wall, it was beautiful here, the air was fresh and the land had a wild beauty, Ghost fitted perfectly in the snow with his white fur and he had grown imensely since they rode out of Winterfell he was already bigger than most normal wolves but now he was near the size of pony it's probably due to his appetite lately, he always found him hunting and eating, he was glad he didn't have to hunt he had a lot of supplies that will probably last him the way back too. He was now sitting around a small fire he made, with Ghost laying next to his feet guarding him against any danger, he was a day away from his destination according to the map, he slept knowing that he was safe with Ghost with him there, so far he wasn't attacked or met anyone at all since Castle Black.
He woke up that morning, he got up petted Ghost, then he heard small footsteps from behind him, Ghost stood up and raised his ears, Jon unsheathed his swords from his back which he named them Fang and Claw and looked around him
"if there's anyone out there come out into the open!" he shouted.
Then a small green creature walked around a tree and walked toward him, he was shocked, to say the least, he remembered his mother's stories about the children of the forests, he always thought them to be just stories but here he was standing in front of what could none other than a children of the forest
"Are you a ... children of the forest?" he asked hesitantly not knowing how to deal with the situation.
"That is true young one, this one is called Leaf," the creature told him.
"How are you alive? I thought your kind was dead," he asked confused.
"Not all of us young one, come I will lead you to the three-eyed crow for we have awaited your arrival for years now," she told him as she turned and started walked, he remembers the three-eyed crow of his dreams so he followed her, he checked his map and saw that she going in the same direction, he pulled the reins of his horse and followed her with Ghost at his side.
They walked for hours until he saw the heart tree of his dreams, it was beautiful that was the only word one can describe it with, with snow all around it and its red leaves on the countless branches made it look like a vision. They walked to it and Leaf led him into an entrance underneath the three, he walked in and was met with a sight of a group of children of the forest and an old man deep into the roots of the heart three the same as his dreams, they all looked at him and it made him uncomfortable, he didn't know what to say and none could blame him, he just met creatures that he thought were Old Nan's stories and saw what must be a hundred-year-old man who was the same one in his dreams stuck in the middle of a tree.
"Jon Targaryen, you have finally come," the old man said. It was the first time anyone referred to him by his real name instead of Jon Stark, he always wanted to know who's his father was and even now when he wanted nothing more than cut his head off and put it in a spike for what he did to his mother and him but he accepted the name nonetheless surely not every Targaryen was as bad as him.
"Who are you?" he asked the old man not wanting to waste any more time he was already away from his family for a long time than he used.
"Before, I was referred to Brynden Rivers, but now I am the Three-eyed raven for I have a thousand eye and one, I looked after you since you were born, I was the one in your dreams calling you here so that you could learn your responsibility and for there is something here you must have," the old man said. He was shocked to learn that this man was Brynden Rivers or Bloodraven as he was known he remembered him from Maester Luwin's lessons, he was a Targaryen bastard that ended the Blackfyre rebellion by killing Daemon Blackfyre with arrows alongside his sons with him.
"That can't be Lord Bloodraven died ranging beyond the wall." he knew the stories, of course, he knew that Brynden Rivers was dead and even if he wasn't killed he'd be dead as he was very old to stay alive all this time.
"I never died great-nephew, I came here looking for the children and to learn their songs so I can master my powers and keep the history of the world until my successor succeed me," The Three-eyed raven said, he then realized that Brynden Rivers was actually his great grand uncle much time over.
"My grandfather told me I had a responsibility and I would find it here and that I have a duty to the realm," he addressed the thing that ate his mind all this time, he thought long and hard about what this duty or responsibility might be.
"You are the Song of Ice and Fire, you were born for greatness as you know the Targaryen kings are becoming less and less stable by the years and they would plunge the world into despair and leave it unprepared for the darkness that is coming, but you are the prophesized redeemer that will unite the kingdoms and put them into order and you alone can face the darkness that is to come." the Three-eyed raven said looking at him unflinching.
"What? you want me to plunge the kingdoms into war, killing thousand to usurp the throne from the king even though I hate him for what he did, it's not right and still, I have an older brother who is ahead of me in the succession and probably no one in the kingdoms knows about me, so tell me why would I put Westeros through war to get a throne that I have no right to? and tell me how do I even prove that I am a Targaryen, my own father threw me away and didn't recognize me as his son, and I don't know if you noticed but I look nothing like a Targaryen, who would support me? how can I do it even if I wanted to?" he asked the old man, he wasn't comfortable about waging war, he hated the man who sired him for his actions towards his mother but still, he was the king and he had all the kingdoms standing with him, against him a single man who can probably convince the northern lords for they loved him and respected him and they hated King Rhaegar because he didn't help them with the Iron born invasion and they stood alone with the help of the Riverlands and some lords of the Vale.
"This is your burden young one, the road ahead of you is long and hard but you should face it nonetheless if you want to save those you love from the darkness if you want to save the Seven Kingdoms from the darkness that it is to come you have to do it, as for proving that you are a Targaryen and the blood of the dragon, for that I have a solutions."
"Darkness? what is this darkness you're talking about? and what solution might that be?" he asked getting irritated by the vague answers he was receiving.
"You'll know about it when the time will come, as for the proof I will show you." the Three-eyed Raven said, a few of the children drew black sharp daggers, he stepped back fearing an attack, they didn't even notice him as they cut down the roots freeing the old man, Leaf brought him a cane and still he had trouble walking probably due to the many years he was stuck there, he rushed to help him, he put his hand on his shoulder and helped him stand, the old man thanked him and told Leaf to lead the way, they walked until they came upon a very large room, he saw big gate of wood on the other side of the room, he turned to the right and froze, he saw what must be none other than three big dragons laying there on the ground, he turned to Brynden Rivers with wide eyes and the old man must've saw his questioning eyes
"These three dragons escaped the doom of Old Valyria, they roamed the world searching to find the place where most magic rested, they flew here and stayed, the dragons are magical creature, they feed on magic, they were riderless so they slumbered here waiting for their riders or rider for one of the Blood can bond with mroe than one dragon, I looked for their origin or their name but I found nothing, I looked around for ways of waking them and I saw you, Jon Targaryen waking them up and riding them out of this place," the Three-eyed raven explained.
"What? me? how can I wake them let alone ride them? they must be dead, the doom happened over 300 years ago they are dead there's no doubt," he told the madman next to him, how was he supposed to wake them? he thought to himself.
"You forget that you have the blood of the dragon in your veins, let your instincts guide you for these are the three dragon heads you need in to help you in your quest," the Three-eyed raven told him.
He looked at the three dragons sleeping in front of him he approached them and they didn't move, he could hear them breathing confirming that they were alive, then he didn't know what took over him as he unsheathed Fang and got to the black and red dragon and cut him slightly next to his wing, a few drops of blood fell and he drank some of them, he did the same thing with the other two, one was white as snow the same as Ghost and the other had golden scales, he did the same thing thinking all the time how disgusting that was but he couldn't help himself it was like something else took over him, He then took his dagger after sheathing his sword and cut his palm, he squeezed his hand and let the blood drop in the mouths of the dragons, he stepped back next to the others who were watching him. Nothing happened for a moment, then he felt something deep inside him like it was fire running through his veins he felt stronger and faster than before, then he saw the dragons open their eyes, all three of them had red blood eyes like Ghost did, he stepped back and the dragons picked their heads and screeched at him making him cover his ears, after the dragons stopped he stepped up slowly until he stood face to face with the black and red dragon who met his gaze then lowered his head in respect, he carressed his scales then moved to their others and the same thing happend.
He turned to the black and red dragon and he knew it was a male, he didn't know how but he it was a male, he decided on a name for him and told him "Your name will be Syrax," the dragon screeched approvingly
he turned to the white dragon and said "Your name will be Snowfyre," the white dragon screeched happily approving of his name.
then he turned to the golden scaled dragon and said "Your name will Goldfyre," then the golden dragon screeched in approval.
He didn't know what he was doing, but he went to the middle in front of the three dragons and stood and opened his hands and closed his eyes, the dragons pulled their heads slowly and shot their fire simultaneously at him, he didn't burn but he felt warmth all around him, he opened his eyes slowly and saw fire still pouring on him, he looked down and saw his clothes burning down and he was left naked, the dragons stopped and he opened his eyes once again, he saw his body was naked but he didn't feel any cold despite being in the north, north of the wall nonetheless, he saw out of the corner of his eye his hair was different, it was now instead of black, it was as white as snow he touched it and it felt like his older hair but the color was different, he turned around to face the others, he saw Leaf coming to him and giving him some black clothes, he didn't ask her where she got them, he just took them and wore them, feeling awkward standing there naked with people watching him.
"Do you swear to do your duty and take on the burden that you were born for Jon Targaryen?" the Three-eyed raven asked.
He didn't hesitate again feeling something pushing him into making his decision "I swear to bring justice to the world, I swear to rule with honor and fairness, I swear to restore House Targaryen into its previous glory and I swear to stand and fight against the Darkness that is to come," He said.
"Over there in that box you'll find Aegon the conqueror's armor and his corwn, he gave them to my predecessor and he entrusted them with him awaiting your arrival, Leaf and some of the others will join for they have to train my successor for some things changed and I won't be able to teach him to succeed me, go rejoin your family, go and honor your pledge, you came in here as Jon Stark but you leave as Jon Targaryen, kill the boy and let the man be born," the Three-eyed raven said.
He nodded and looked back at the dragons, his dragons he thought, now they were his he watched them as they got out of the room through the gates that they stepped on like it was nothing, he turned to the chest that Brynden Rivers pointed to him, he opened it and found a Valyrian steel armor that looked exactly like the pictures and drawings he saw in the history books in Maester Luwin's lessons, he picked it up and put it on with the help of Leaf who stood next to him, he put the helm on and picked up the crown and attached it to his hip, he got out and saw the dragons for the first time in the open, they were very large, Syrax spread his wings and Snowfyre and Goldfyre followed suit and he just stood there watching the beautiful scene in front of him as the sunlight reflected off their scales.