First Flight

Year 846

Stohess District

Finding Johan's friends and sneaking them out of the Underground proved to be much easier than Aemon anticipated. The group of four had hidden within their secondary stronghold to await Johan's arrival. With their reunion, Aemon was able to get the files Minister Klein so desperately wished retrieved and soon they were on their way back.

Since they all possessed their own ODM gear, using the same tunnel they entered through was trivial; Aemon merely had to throw Jaehaerys and Aegon up over the ledge while Anakin, Jennifer, and Simon made it up under their own power.

As an additional safety measure, Aemon hands them Anakin, Jennifer, and Simon's ruby necklaces, as well as his own, and glamours them to make the wearers unseen. As long as they remain silent no one will notice them.

"Woah." whispers Johan and his friends as they leave the shade of the tunnel and into the sunlit alley.

Despite it being a mere alley, the architecture of the Underground is so different from the world above that they cannot help but stare at the buildings with eyes wide with wonder.

Their reaction brings a slight smile to Aemon's face, and while Jennifer doesn't smile, Aemon can't help but notice her expression softens.

Since their disagreement Underground she has been silent and her facial expression has been severe during their trip back.

"Welp, it's been fun guys, but I have to go." says Simon

"Me too." replies Anakin and Jennifer at once.

"Very well, if any of you need aid do not be afraid to reach out." Aemon says before they vanish in a flash of light.

As Aemon turns back to Johan and his friends he finds them staring where Jennifer, Simon, and Anakin stood with awe and confusion.

"Can any of you read?" he asks them.

"I can." Johan replies.

With a sigh of relief, Aemon reaches into his inventory and takes out two journals. Within the first is a basic layout of the world of AOT, it possesses the same explanation as the file he had given to Balalaika. The second journal possesses a basic explanation of the multiverse and how it relates to him. Aemon had foreseen the possibility of having to constantly explain it whenever he received a new subordinate and thought it to be less bothersome to have them read of it as opposed to having to constantly explain it verbally. As such he had written multiple copies in multiple languages during his time in Westeros.

Of course none of it even hints at him possessing knowledge of the future, nor of this being his second life.

"Read these and explain them to your friends." Aemon says as he passes the journals to Johan. "Of course I also expect you to teach them how to read."

As they make their way out of the alley, Aegon turns to Aemon "How do you plan to finance and equip this army of yours?" he asks.

"I have countless ideas in mind, yet nothing concrete as of yet." Aemon replies. "The most promising is to open a World Travel Gate to Westeros and see what sort of trade can be established between the two worlds." Aemon explains.

Hearing Aemon's words, Jaehaerys grabs him by the shoulder and turns him around.

"If you can open a gate to Westeros, why haven't you done so and brought us home yet?" Jaehaerys asks, his eyes cold as he stares into Aemon's.

"Because your world is nothing but an icy tundra now. You died, Jaehaerys. You, Aegon, Rhaenys, and Daenerys. You all died. Without you and your dragons, your world stands no chance against the Others. It is painful to admit, but it is the truth. Accept it and move on." Aemon replies as he wrenches himself from Jaehaerys' grasp.

Snarling, Jaehaerys tightens his grip on Dark Sister, only stopping when Aegon gently places a hand on his shoulder.

"If Aemon is to open a gate to Westeros it would be when the Targaryens still possessed dragons, before the Dance. We know next to nothing of our heritage or magic, and with our recent increase in power it would be best if we learn all we can before we commit some magic spell." Aegon says.

Sighing, Jaehaerys gently removes Aegon's hand from his shoulder.

"The only Targaryen to potentially possess such knowledge is Visenya." Jaehaerys says.

"Perhaps, but surely we can make do with books and parchments instead." Aemon says with a wince.

"Why? Are you afraid of meeting our legendary ancestor?" Aegon asks with a smirk as they continue on their way.

"Hardly." replies Aemon with a scoff. "Meeting her would be an honor. However, in a time when there are only three dragonriders, our existence would raise questions that could only be answered with some version of the truth, and I grow tired of telling others that I come from another world. Their initial reaction is to look at me as if I were mad." explains Aemon.

"Well, you don't exactly make it hard to prove such claims." says Jaehaerys with a smirk before quickly dodging Aemon's slap to the back of his head.

"Cunt." swears Aemon as Jaehaerys and Aegon chuckle.

"Bastard." replies Jaehaerys.

"Sothron green boy."

"Northern savage."

"Alright, enough." Aegon intervenes in between laughs.

"Dragonspawn." Aemon and Jaehaerys say at once, causing them to briefly stare at one another in surprise before laughing.

"What is so amusing?" asks a female voice from an adjoining street?

"Our brothers seem to find hurling insults at one another amusing." replies Aegon as he turns to Rhaenys.

"Well, no one has ever accused them of possessing sound minds." says Rhaenys as approaches Jaehaerys and places a kiss on his lips.

"You say that, but madness is in our blood. You may also be afflicted." Jaehaerys responds

"From spending too much time with you no doubt." Daenerys says, wrapping her arms around Aegon.

Approaching Aemon, Hange uncomfortably glances at Jaehaerys and Rhaenys' display of affection.

"Ummm…" Hange whispers to Aemon.

"Yes, they are. It's a family norm." Aemon replies, answering her unasked question.

"Why?" Hange asks.

"Because the Valyrians have done so for thousands of years, and to keep the dragons within House Targaryen." Daenerys explains.

"Um, ok." Hange says with uncertainty as she holds her chin, seemingly pondering countless questions.

As she opens her mouth to voice her many questions, Aemon interrupts her "Write all your questions down and we will answer them then."

"Fine." says Hange with a sigh.

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[R.A.D - Room of Accelerated Development

Turns a room/clearing into a training area. Within the area various training simulations can be run based on the user's imagination*, and time within the room passes at a 3:1 ration; 3 weeks in the outside world = 1 year within the room. While injuries within the room are healed upon the end of the simulation, death is still a possibility.

*There are limits to the simulation. The room cannot run a simulation that is far above the user's capability to survive.

*Use of this ticket requires a designated base obtained from a Base Ticket]

[Permanent World Travel Gate: Planetos

A Gate to the world of Planetos that allows travel to and from said world. The era is up to the user's discretion.

*Use of this ticket requires a designated base obtained from a Base Ticket]

[Base Ticket

Upon activation, this ticket will allow the owner to choose a designated base of their choosing* along with the location for the placement of the base. The base will be bonded to the owner, allowing them to teleport themselves and their allies to the base*. The owner will also be able to move the base to a different dimension/world if they choose to change their designated home dimension/world. The base comes with a staff of spirits responsible for its upkeep, all other positions, such as guards and cooks, are the owner's responsibility.

*The base can be custom made or a recreation of another already existing base. The base must conform to the owner's identity. I.e: As a noble/prince your base must be a castle/fortress.

*Teleportation feature is not available during combat/conflict]

"Aemon, are you listening?" says Daenerys, interrupting him as he studies his only unused tickets.

"Aye." replies Aemon as he turns to her.

"Well?" she asks as she urges him one with her hand.

Seeing the puzzled expression on his face Daenerys sighs, "Come then, activate this gate." she says.

"Before that, I will need to use this." says Aemon as he shows her the [Permanent World Travel Gate: Planetos] and the [Base Ticket].

As Daenerys reads the card, Aegon and Rhaenys look over her shoulder to read along.

"Oh, that's perfect." says Rhaenys. "We will have our own headquarters as well as a place for the dragons to nest." she says looking at the dragons sleeping near the Scout Regiment headquarters.

They had arrived late in the day yet early enough to witness the final part of the Scout Regiment's new training routine. Judging by the murderous auras surrounding the trainee's, the increased physical training is not much appreciated.

With the children sleeping in Aemon's room, they had relocated themselves to the roof of the headquarters for this meeting.

"This Room of Accelerated Development will also be quite useful." says Aegon as he passes the card over to Jaehaerys.

"You seem to be adjusting to your abnormal situation well." Aemon tells them.

"Perhaps, although we've always been quite adaptive. The return of magic and things of myths and legends saw to that." Daenerys replies with a slight shrug.

"Or whoever is responsible for this entire affair has put systems in place to make the minds of those summoned easily adaptable to their situation. Whatever the reason, let us not make light of this boon." Aegon says.

"King Aegon the Wise" says Aemon with a smirk as he retrieves the card from Jaehaerys and rips the [Base Ticket] in two.

"Dragonstone. You should make our base Dragonstone. It is an island with ample space for the dragons to nest, it is our ancestral seat, and we know the castle intimately." Rhaenys tells Aemon.

"Translation, she and Jaehaerys have fucked on the castle's every surface." Aegon says with a laugh as he dodges a slap from his sister.

Laughing along, Aemon observes the translucent screen before him.

[Choose one: (Custom) (Inspired By) (Established)]

As Aemon chooses the established option, the screen changes one more.

[(Browse) (Search)]

Clicking on the search option, Aemon inputs Dragonstone.

[Dragonstone: Seat of House Targaryen

Choose an era: The Conquest

Reign of the Cruel

Targaryen Exceptionalism

The Dance of Dragons

Burned by the Blessed]

As the options appear before him, Aemon wonders as to what differences between the eras are. Without any additional information from the system, he decides to use his knowledge in an attempt to puzzle it out.

Based on his historical knowledge, the only true difference should be the time before Baelor the Blessed and the time after Baelor's rampage.

As a zealot of the Faith of the Seven, Baelor burned any and all texts considered heretical by the Seven, locked his sisters in the Maidenvault of the Red Keep to prevent them from tempting men to sin with carnal thoughts and desires, and, perhaps most foolish of all, Baelor believed it his duty from the Seven to convert all non-believers of the realm. Had the fool been able to put these beliefs into action, war with the Old Gods-following North and the Drowned God-worshiping Iron Islands would have resulted.

Had the end of Aegon the Usurper's bloodline not been well documented, Aemon would not hesitate to name the bastard a descendant of Aegon, rider of Sunfyre. Then again, not even the Hightowers bought into the Seven's hype that much.

Not able to think of the difference between the first three era's, Aemon chooses the one with the highest possibility of containing knowledge of Valyria, The Conquest.

As Aemon makes his choice, the screen changes once more.

[Choose a location]

The screen says as a grid map of Paradis and the surrounding waters appears.

Without hesitating, Aemon places the island in the waters North-West of Paradis, placing Paradis between Dragonstone and Marley.

As the system accepts Aemon's choice, a final screen appears.

[Base successfully created. Do you wish to name your base?]

[Base renamed Dragonstone]

[Do you wish to teleport to Dragonstone?]

[If you wish to teleport to Dragonstone at any time simply will it so]

"Dragonstone is ready." Aemon says as the screen disappears from his sight.

"Perfect! Teleport us there." says Rhaenys with a grin.

Ever since he's explained the concept of teleportation to them, Rhaenys has been bursting at the seems to experience it. Unfortunately for her Aemon currently has other plans.

"I thought it better if we flew there." Aemon replies as he jumps from the roof.

Not far behind, Rhaenys, Aegon, Jaehaerys and Daenerys follow suit.

As he nears Caraxes, the dragon wakes from his slumber and gives Aemon a curious look while releasing a shrill shriek.

"I think that it's about time that we've flown. Don't you think so?" says Aemon in High Valyrian as he makes his intention clear through their bond while caressing the scales of his jaw, causing Caraxes to thrill excitedly while rubbing his massive head on Aemon.

"This will be your first flight?" asks Aegon incredulously from his position on Balerion's saddle.

"It will." replies Aemon as he jumps onto Caraxes' back, placing himself in the space between his wings.

"Without a saddle?"asks Daenerys.

Raising his hands, Aemon shows them a handle tied around Caraxes' collar, almost like a leash. Previously they had not thought much of the collar around Caraxes' neck, for it seems to be for decorative purposes only. Tied at the base of the dragon's neck, mere inches from where the neck ends and the torso begins, the collar is black in coloring with red highlights, and the three headed dragon of House Targaryen in red. It is a simple and basic design, yet not very safe.

Unfortunately nothing can be done at this stage.

"Then let's make Aemon's first flight a memorable one." says Jaehaerys with a laugh as Winter launches into the sky.

Not willing to be outdone, Caraxes slithers into the air with shrill roar

Feeling the wind and Caraxes' elation, Aemon cannot help but laugh while fully opening himself to Caraxes through their bond.

Despite not warging into Caraxes, Aemon still feels the strong beat of his wings, the corded muscles filled with power, and the fire running through his veins. With a few flaps of his wings, they soar above the clouds.

"How does it feel?" asks Jaehaerys in High Valyrian as he and Winter glides to Caraxes' left while Aegon and Balerion flank him on the right, and Daenerys and Rhaenys bring up the back.

"Amazing." replies Aemon with a grin.

"This is nothing!" exclaims Rhaenys with a laugh as she speeds past them before falling into a hard dive.

"Come on." urges Daenerys as she too dives.

With a laugh of his own and a shriek from Caraxes, Aemon dives.

As they fall, Caraxes flaps his wings and slithers around Daenerys and Shrykos, briefly gliding next to them before releasing a mocking shriek and speeding past them.

"You dare challenge me, Aemon?" Daenerys screams "Be prepared to lose." she taunts as she races after him.

Laughing into the wind, Aemon urges Caraxes on through their bond, not caring for anything but this breathtaking experience.

For this brief moment he cares not for plots or any looming dangers, only experiencing this with a family he never knew he ever wanted.

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Author's Note: Here's the latest chapter, tell me what you guys think.