Game of Thrones-The Black Lord

[Shortly Before The Dragon God's Arrival At King's Landing]

(Rhaegon's POV)

"U-Ughh....." I groaned as I felt a throbbing pain in my head, "W-What...." 

I was laying on my belly on what felt like sand. I could hear Morghul's rumbling in the distance. My entire body felt really numb and extremely heavy. I don't remember much about what had happened or how I had ended up where I am. Not like I knew where I was at all. 

I slowly got up, it took everything in my being to push myself off the ground. I heard the sound of waves, the salty breeze was hitting my face. 

"Where am I?" I said as my vision was blurry and slowly adjusting

I looked to my side and noticed the waves of the sea; I was in a beach. The entire area was being hit by a nice and cool sea breeze, the way my it soothed my face was really relaxing. 

I stumbled and looked to my right, seeing Morghul was curled up a few dozen meters away. 

"Morghul...." I said as I slowly walked over to him, "H-Hey....." 

Every step I was taking was causing my head to throb in pain like something had hit me really hard. I raised my hand to the forehead and touched it, feeling a bit of blood. I ran my finger along my forehead and noticed that I had a serious gash, which was bleeding. It was strange, I did not feel anything aside from the throbbing pain. 

I don't remember what happened or how this happened. 

"Shit..." I said as I looked down

The last thing I remembered was fighting and defeating Khal Daegon and shortly after, Obara told me that Viserys had died. Then, nothing. I don't know what happened, I have no recollection of anything at all. 

And where I was....it looked like the Stepstones. 

I looked around as I heard Morghul shifting, "How did I end up getting here?" 

"That is a good question." I heard a deep and distorted voice

I turned to see Morghul raising his head, his eyes were bright green. This was the same as last time; the Dragon God was speaking through my own Dragon. It was an extremely terrifying ability, to do something like this. Something told me that this was the extent of the ability and I was extremely grateful for it. 

I frowned, "You....." I managed

"You have two choices, Rhaegon Baratheon." the voice said, "Now that you've defeated the Dothraki, which I am impressed by that..." 

"What do you want?!" I exclaimed, "How did I get here?!" 

"The Realm is like a board of Cyvasse and every major figure in Westeros is merely a piece that is moved by me." The Voice said, "You are one of those pieces but I have given you the freedom to make the choice you need to make to save your Family. All that information through the dwarf that I gave you, yet you did nothing to stave me off. That was the first test that you have failed. And now, because you made a single choice, it will affect those close to you. I told you, didn't I? I will Return. And as you are here, I am outside your Capital's walls." 

I widened my eyes, "W-What?!" I exclaimed, "What are you saying?! That Beak was purposely sent by you to tell me all that?! Are you insane?!" 

"Two choices, Rhaegon Baratheon." the voice said, "You can go to the North and fight the Night's King, end the Long Night before it begins. Or you can go to King's Landing and try to stop me, The Dragon God. It does matter not what choice you make. It the end, I will come out on top. It is I who will stop the Long Night. You are merely another cog in the wheel. The wheel that I built."

"I will stop you." I told him as I clutched my side, which began to hurt, "No matter how hard I fight, I will stop you....!" 

"You can try." 

Suddenly, Morghul's eyes went back to normal and he shook his neck, letting out a rumble as he looked to the sides. It was as if he was confused by what had just happened. 

I sighed and looked at him, "Dammit...." I said as I turned around, "I have to go back then...." 

"To King's Landing....." 

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(Third Person POV)

[Beyond The Wall]

Inside a cave, Bloodraven had hung his head down. He was fused to the Weirwood tree still, the unsettling cold spreading through the cave he resided in. 

He slowly raised his head, his blood-red eye glowing in the dark as he clenched his fist. 

"He's here....." He said seriously, "The Dragon God....." 

At the far side of the cave, a man was sitting, wearing wildling fur garments. He had long hair, a sharp face, and shrewd brown eyes. 

"Is that so?" He said as he looked at Bloodraven

"You tried so hard to breach the Wall, Mance." Bloodraven said, "Yet you failed." 

"That White Wolf is quite the nuisance." Mance Rayder said, "Not even 20,000 of my men were able to take him and his men down. But it didn't matter how hard I tried, those things got in the way." 

"It is too late now." Bloodraven said, "We have to take that second stage of the plan. We lure the Dragons north of the wall." 

"Is that even possible?" Mance asked

"I'll figure something out." Bloodraven said, "We need fire for the ice that comes. That Thing is the bigger danger.....worse than the Dragon God currently. Considering that it's literally right outside our door. It will take time for the Dragon God to reach us. For now, we try to get past the Wall." 

"We?" Mance said, "You will be moved." 

"Worry not about me." Bloodraven said, "Focus on our objective." 

"Survival." 

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Inside an icy cave, several White Walkers emerged from the wall, the entire room being covered by swirling ice and snow as many bony arms burst through the ice on the floor. 

Within a couple of seconds, an entire group of wights emerged from the ground, raising up into the ground as the Walkers were straightening up. They were holding Ice spears as their cold blue eyes darted around the room.

 They began to walk towards the entrance of the cave, their wights following them as a lone figure stood at far end of the cave. 

It was the figure of a man, with pale and icy skin, wearing the Night's Watch outfit, and black hair with an iron crown on his head. He had different colored eyes; black and icy blue. There was also white streaks on his black hair that exuded an icy mist into the already cold air. 

This was none other than the Night's King; an Other with a mysterious Origin. 

It spoke no words, it did not even seem to breathe. It's eyes were devoid of light and life, simply emotionless. There was nothing but cold within said eyes, once anyone gazes into them, they'll be frozen completely. 

It stood there, it's mere presence exuding a cold aura that froze everything in its vicinity. The White Walkers obeyed its will, everything that they have done up until that point was because of the Night's King. 

And now, it had decided to make a move. 

The Night's King moved its hand slightly, which it then glanced down at it with its black eye. It stared at it for a few seconds before looking back up to the cavern's walls. The Walkers and their wights have already left, leaving it alone. 

Behind the Night's King, within the ice wall, the figure of a man was seen. It was a thin man with long white hair, his eyes closed. The man was beautiful, and looked almost feminine. There was something awfully familiar about it. He was wearing a bronze outfit, covered with fur. 

Next to the frozen man, in the ice, the figure of a dragon's skull was seen. The dragon had grey and smokey scales and it connected to its body which was quite large and obscured by the thick and opaque ice. 

The Night's King turned to see the man in the ice. 

Its eyes were devoid of any emotion but pierced right through the Man. 

It then opened its mouth and released a strange and sharp sound that slowly formed into a single word which was barely audible. 

"Braedaz...." 

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[King's Landing, Back to The Present]

"Let him be!!!" Tywin shouted as everyone watched Aerion holding Jaime by the throat with his left hand, "Enough!!!" 

Everyone's eyes widened; they had just witnessed Ser Jaime Lannister get completely obliterated by Aerion Targaryen, The Dragon God in a swordfight. This was not something they hoped to witness but the fact that it happened was something that felt like a dream. 

Jaime's entire face was covered in blood, his entire body limp as Aerion stared at him with a serious expression, his left eye was closed and only his purple eye was open. He was holding Blackfyre in his right hand, which was covered in blood. 

Valerion smiled, "Serves him right." 

Aerion was holding Jaime by the throat firmly, "The little cub grew some claws and he thought he was mighty enough to defy the Dragon." He said seriously, "Learn your place, Lannister." 

Aerion let go of Jaime, his entire body dropping to the floor hard with a serious thud. 

Myrcella had tears in her eyes, "Uncle!!" 

"Brother!!" Cersei exclaimed

Tywin glared at Aerion, "You....!!!" 

Aerion looked at him, "Me." 

Tywin hesitated, trying hard to keep himself from speaking something. It was at that moment that he understood that he was not in a favorable position. This person, this thing in front of him had just plunged his blade into his chest and healed his wound within the span of a few seconds. He clearly was no ordinary person. 

Aerion then turned his attention to Shaena, "You." He said, "Your Son." 

Shaena grimaced, "What about him?" 

"He's alive." Aerion said as he turned around and walked towards the throne, "And so is his dragon. I cannot say the same for Viserys Targaryen. And.....well, Aegon Targaryen, Rhaegar's son." 

Shaena frowned, "Aegon....baby Aegon?" She said, "He's been dead for years..." 

"No." Aerion said as he sat on the throne, "He was alive. Until not too long ago. Vaelor." 

"I had Aegon Targaryen switched back during Vaegon's rebellion." Vaelor said, "The babe that died was just another dornish babe. Aegon Targaryen was then raised by Khal Drogo and Meleys Blackfyre. He was Khal Daegon, rider of Drogon." 

There was a gasp of surprise, sudden revelations as of late. 

"It can't be...." Shaena said with shock

"But now he's dead." Aerion said seriously, "Killed by Rhaegon. Branding him a Kinslayer. Tell me, Princess. What do you think will happen to Rhaegon? He's now accursed, as I was." 

"Accursed...?" Myrcella said

Aerion looked at the princess, "That is correct." He said, "I am a Kinslayer...I have done nothing but terrible things. And it all began on that day. But it matters not. What matters now is what i have in store for the Realm's future." 

He gestured Myrcella over, signaling for her to be brought forth. 

The soldiers grabbed her arm gently and pulled her aside. 

"No, let her be!!" Cersei exclaimed

"Cersei!" Tywin said

The soldiers gently pulled Myrcella towards Aerion and let her walk up the steps. The young princess nervously looked at the Dragon God who leaned forward. The imposing figure of someone like Aerion Targaryen giving her a serious stare was a good reason to not feel calm. 

"A Targaryen tainted with Lannister blood..." Aerion said as he extended his left arm towards her belly

"I...!" She exclaimed as she flinched

"Shhh....." Aerion said calmly as he placed his palm on her belly, "Hm....Interesting..." 

Myrcella was breathing hard, out of nervousness. 

Aerion looked at her, "Child." He said, "Are you afraid?" 

"Y-Yes....." Myrcella responded

"Do not be." Aerion said, "You are all my children. I will not harm you." 

"Why do this?" Myrcella asked

"Because it has to be done." Aerion replied, "And when you become a mother of healthy children, living in a safe Realm, you will thank me. You will all thank me." 

"This isn't right..." She said softly

"That may be so." Aerion said as he pulled his arm back, "But worry not about that. Worry about your children." 

"My children?" Myrcella said

"Twins." Aerion said as he tilted his head, "You will bear Rhaegon Baratheon twins." 

"You are fortunate." 

To Be Continued In The Long Night.....