Being in the body of a newborn there was not much Aaryn could do most days were filled with him trying to meditate only to fall asleep. He did soon notice he had never met his mother and his father rarely showed up.
As a baby adults had no idea he would be listening and actually understanding the conversations they had while he was around. He learned that Jamie would soon be leaving for King's landing. With a new king he would need to renew his Vows as a Kingsguard. With Aaryn being born he had no longer needed to worry about the next heir to Casterly rock.
As the Years passed Tywin Lannister took it upon himself to educate and care for Aaryn. Looking at him with the same eyes he looked at Jamie Love and expectations.
Aaryn soon learned his mother was from House Targaryen, A princess that he had never heard of. Daenys was the name older sister of Rhaegar, Jamie had been set to marry her. Her pregnancy was kept secret as was the birth of Aaryn, she died shortly after Childbirth. Only having enough time to give Aaryn a name fit for a Targaryen.
Never knowing his parents in his past life Aaryn quickly grew attached to his current world and would spend most days alongside his grandfather. First learning every house from the greats to the worst. His ninja training came along slowly considering his grandfather worked him for hours and playtime wasn't a part of his vocabulary.
*flashback ends*
“Going to King's Landing are we nephew.” Tyrion Said
Aaryn turned to see his uncle Tyrion actually sober for once. “ Are planning to tag along Uncle?” Aaryn asked looking at his imp of an uncle.
“The one tagging along will be you Aaryn, My brother isn't looking to babysit he does enough of that with the king. Sadly Even if you are his son he doesn't believe he has to be the one to personally see to your knight training. Fortunately Sir Barristan Selmy will be quite the fitting Knight for you to squire for.”
Aaryn nodded already knowing that Jamie was a prick, he was quite looking forward to learning from Sir Barristan.
“Get packed up dear nephew the journey begins tomorrow.” Tyrion Spoke before walking off.
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Aaryn walked to his room did his basic exercise and went to bed early having his maids pack his things.
“Uncle Tyrion how much longer will it take I feel like we've been riding for weeks.” Aaryn looked at his uncle quite exasperated not used to such heavy travel. In his past life traveling this distance took hours by car, he was seriously considering introducing trains to Westeros.
Tyrion only sighed and continues riding, Aaryn had asked him that question at least 20 times in the last hour. Even though Aaryn had a past life he obviously wasn't that mature.
The journey continued until night fell and they set up camp around a fire to keep warm. Aaryn left camp for a walk in the woods mainly to relieve himself. On his way back to camp he heard a sound similar to metal colliding. He knew time was short the guards could only protect his uncle for so long. No longer hesitating he stepped on a tree using it as a jump pad he shot to the next tree, and jumped from tree to tree resembling a true ninja he slowed down as soon as he neared the camp.
Aaryn surveyed the area finding his uncle on the ground looking at the man who was walking closer to him with a sword. Aaryn immediately reacted and shot towards his uncle in the man pulling out his only weapon a small knife. The man couldn't even react when he felt a cold wind hit his neck and a knife through his heart.
Aaryn pulled the knife out before wiping the blood off on the dead mans clothes before feeling a burn in his eyes. Aaryn stood in shock as the guilt overwhelmed him, Curiosity got the best of him as he used the knife as a mirror to see his eyes had changed. He put his head down and blinked his eyes before looking at the knife again his eyes were normal again.
Tyrion looked at Aaryn in shock it seemed as if he appeared out of thin air. Aaryn didn't pay Tyrion any mind he leaned over and puked out his dinner. Tyrion sighed seeing his nephew, 'they say the first kill is the worst'.
Aaryn lifted his head to see his uncle worried, he gave his best smile which seemed more like a grimace before surveying the small battle. The Lannister guards were on the losing side with no hope of winning, bandits soon noticed him and Tyrion. Aaryn activated his sharingan before grabbing a sword from the nearest body.
Tyrion watched his nephews back feeling useless inside as Aaryn faced off against more bandits then he could handle. Tyrion was surprised as Aaryn looked calm almost as if he was going for a walk. Even when the first bandit attacked he didn't dodge before the last moment his sword streaked in the air as the bandit reached for his neck blood gushed out.
Before anyone else could react Aaryn killed another bandit picking up his sword tossing it at the nearest bandit. Everything seemed in slow motion as Aaryn performed brilliantly. Killing every bandit that came his was he resembled his a War God.
Aaryn stood there covered in blood exhausted his eyes closed revealing his green eyes, he turned around looking at his uncle.
“Uncle Tyrion I think it's time we escape I don't know how many more I can take.”
Tyrion looked at his nephew and nodded, “Follow me.” Tyrion led them to the horses slowly before climbing aboard one and signaling his nephew to do the same. He sped off through the woods, Aaryn followed while keeping his eyes on his surroundings.
They didn't get far when Aaryn felt danger and made to warn Tyrion but it was too late an arrow came flying hitting Tyrion in the shoulder. Aaryn jumped off his horse landing on a tree he shot towards the direction of the Archer. Noticing there was a group waiting in ambush, Aaryn made his hand signs before mentally screaming 'FIRE RELEASE: GREAT FIREBALL JUSTU'.
All Aaryn could think of was his uncle he raced towards Tyrion checking his vitals realizing the arrow hit his right shoulder Aaryn sighed. Aaryn looked around with his sharingan checking if anyone got away, the agonizing screams didn't even seem to bother him.
Aaryn grabbed Tyrion throwing him on his horse before riding away in the direction of Westeros.