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Winterfell, North

Winterfell is the seat and ancestral home of the Starks which is situated at the centre of the North. The Starks have ruled the North for about 8000 years and has been doing it even till this day. The castle is built on hot spring which keeps it warm even in the worst winters.

Yet, the hot springs are of no use today. The entire region was cold, colder than the worst winter. The reason for this is the arrival of the Night King. The Wall that stood for a 3000 years has fallen and with it the threat which it held back, has also returned.

Hundreds of thousands of wrights and the White walkers came South from the Wall laying waste to every living being and turning the dead into wrights. The army of the North cannot face such a large number of enemies on it own. So it called for help, yet none arrived.

Neither Cersei nor Daeneryes send help, as they are busy with their own petty squabbles over the Iron throne, and giving up on the only War that mattered.

The Dead has almost reached the Winterfell and will soon conquer them too. And this brings us to the recent situation.

Godswood, Winterfell

There are four people currently in the Godswood, two men and two women. One of the men was currently sitting on the chair with a hazy look in his eyes. The youngest woman spoke out the truth which they don't wish to accept, "We have been abandoned."

The oldest men of them apologized, "I am sorry; if not for me we may have the support of Daeneryes. We may have stood a chance with her dragons and the army of Unsullies." He was guilty because he cannot hold back his temper which led to the current situation.

The one on the wheelchair comforted him by saying, "You don't have to feel guilty, Jon. You did what was necessary. Even if you haven't said that she would have destroyed us either way. She wont let us be independent and would have targeted us any way."

On hearing that he countered, "No she won't. She loves her people, she won't do that."

The red haired woman snorted when Jon rose to her defence. This has been a constant subject of argument for the two of them. "Sansa, I..." He wanted to say a lot of things to her, do a lot of things but he can't. Even after he discovered his true linage he still can't do that. Not after what has happened between them. Not when he betrayed her trust. This made Sansa turned away.

Bran and Arya shook their head at the interaction between their brother and sister.

"I have noticed the same look her father and your grandfather, the Mad King, Aerys II Targaryen had when he was slowly descending into madness. She would have become the second mad king."

Although Jon doesn't doubt him, he still countered or tried to, "No she won't . She has Tyrion to offer advice. He would never et her, Bran."This showed even he himself wasn't sure about her but trust Tyrion.

"She has burned down the Entire King's Landing. No one on the opposing side has survived, not even small folks."Bran revealed in a monotonous way. The little girl Arya wasn't affected by it but Jon and Sansa were shocked as hell.

"What about Tyron?"Jon asked .He was sure he wont let her do that. He has a baseline unlike his family.

"She was paranoid. She caught him fearing he may side with his family and backstab her before landing on the King's Landing and you now the rest."

Jon slumped against the Weirwood upon hearing this and mumbled, "So we have no hope. Soon the Night King will be here. We will either die and join Fat..Uncle or become a Wright ourselves."

They stood quietly until Bran gave them a solution, "Not all is doomed. We are the Starks, the blood of the First Men run through us and we have our magic." He looks at them and continued, "If you are willing to risk your life, I may have an option."

Sansa said in the queen voice, "If we have a chance, tell us. Even if it is deadly we have to do it anyway. The chances of our survival aren't that great already."

Bran noticed the looks of determination in their faces, they weren't afraid and are ready to do what it takes to protect their people.

He examined it to them, "We will have to sacrifice ourselves."

"WHAT?" the Stark trio shouted shocked and confused by his words.

"We have magic. Should we sacrifice ourselves in front of the Heart tree, I can use the last of my conscience to bring us back in time before Father left for the South."

"We can make preparations, create alliances and develop forces. This may be our only chance."He revealed his original plan.

"We will be but kids. No one will believe us, we will be dragged into the same path and we could do nothing."Jon told about the chances of success and looks at Sansa. She and Arya have suffered a lot. Arya may not head South but Sansa, she will be forced to the Hell once more. She was Joffrey's fiancé at King Robert's Instructions after all.

He also doesn't like the idea of his siblings sacrificing themselves. The possibility of success of this plan is too low.

"We have to do this, Jon. This is our only chance."Arya supported the plan and even offered, I can help you with this sacrifice, if you want."Although she said them proudly, Jon noticed the unease in her tone.

Jon still tried to convince them, "But it is still too dangerous. Let me do it. You can't put your life in danger."

Sansa doesn't like what he was instigating, "We cannot put our life in danger but you can. Face it Jon, we will die either way. At least in this way, we might have a chance. We can save everyone."She said softy and sums her shoulder.

Jon walks up to her and wound his arms around her shoulder. He knows that the death of Rickon still gave her nightmares. He felt like he failed her, for his failure to save him.

She rests her head on his shoulders and mumbled, "I have learned to play the game with Cersei, Littlefinger and Olenna Tyrell. I will take the risk." Even though she didn't look at him, Jon can feel her determination. He can do nothing to deter her from her path now.

Jon looks at his other siblings but they looked back unyielding. He was forced to accept the plan. He asked Bran in a defeated tone, "What do we need to do?"

A few days later,

An army of the Wrights and White Walkers, have almost reached the Seat. As far as one can see there are wrights with occasional white walkers sitting on their horse. Above them flew, the Night King on the back of the dead dragon.

The four Starks alive are currently making preparations for the only chance they have against this threat. With them are some of the people whom they trust and may need their support. They are Sir Davos Seaworth, Brienne of Tarth, Tormund, Samwell Tarly and finally Tyrion Lannister and his sell sword Bronn. There was Varys too, who decided to give up on Daeneryes after noticing the change.

Sam asked nervously, "Are you sure this may work?"

"THs might be our only chance. We cannot face that many wrights, not without dragons. "Davos was as nervous as them but understood the disparity in strength. He has lost a lot of people and this time he wished to save them too.

Tyrion was quiet not making any smartass comment and was busying himself with wine in his hands.

Sansa noticed this and asked, "Are you not going to say anything?"

"Your grace, I think we are already doomed so I might as well have my share of wine. Who know if we have this in the place we head for?"He gave a very longing look to his cup.

Others laughed at s words. He still have a way to ease the ambience around him.

"If this plan is successful, when will we arrive?"Tyrion asked seriously.

"A couple of years before Father left for the South."Bran made his way towards them with Jon following behind.

Sansa and Jon's eyes met for a moment before she averted her eye away. Their little episode wasn't hidden from any of them. They are aware of the tension between the two and this cannot be dragged any further.

Tyrion and Davos looked at one another then towards Bran and Arya who nods at them.

"Your grace, it seems like you want a private conversation We shall take our leave."Tyrion took the lead and left with everyone se for the Heart tree. Neither Jon nor Sansa has the opportunity to retort for everyone left them alone.

"Do you think they can make up?"Davos asked Bran and Tyrion. Others have also erected their ears wishing to know if they will be the ones who will be their King and Queen in the future, (or in the past).

"One can only hope, one can only hope. She has suffered a lot and I can see only one man who can support her." He took a sip of the cu and continued, "Same is with King Jon. He is a fighter, a warrior, a commander. He will need someone as adept in the Game as her. After all, there might be some secrets which can't be shared with us. Her experience will do all of us good."

They didn't know what the duo talked. But, sometime later they returned to the Heart Tree hand in hand.

Sansa ordered, "We shall begin."

Some of the scenes will be revealed in the future chapters. There will be major changes taking place in the lot. This fanfiction may be anti- Dany so if you don't like it you might as well give up early on. I didn't like her after what she did in King's Landngs. It will be Jonsa.