"AMELIA ANDRES!"

Amelia, in the midst of a beautiful dream, was rudely interrupted as Chloe burst into her room, full of enthusiasm.

She shot her friend a death stare for disrupting her Saturday morning slumber, hoping to continue her adventures in dreamland.

"Don't give me that look! Today, my sleepyhead, we're embarking on a thrilling adventure – a shopping spree!" Chloe declared with infectious excitement. Amelia rolled her eyes, pulled the blanket over herself, but Chloe wasn't having it; she yanked it away.

"Dude! What the hell is wrong with you!?" Amelia groaned, irritated by this invasion of her peaceful snooze time. Ever since her parents had left this world, her life had become a parade of dull moments, only occasionally interrupted by Chloe's relentless enthusiasm.

"Don't you dare go back to sleep! We're hitting the mall, soaking up the sun, and experiencing the wonders of the outside world!" Chloe exclaimed, pulling Amelia out of bed.

"You mean waste our precious sleeping hours on the outside world? I just want to nap," Amelia retorted, rolling herself onto the bed once again before Chloe gave her a friendly shove.

Amelia ended up on the floor with an audible thud. Chloe's laughter filled the room.

"I am so gonna snatch that key I gave you," Amelia muttered as she begrudgingly got up. With a dramatic sigh, she headed towards the bathroom, contemplating the misfortune of having such an energetic best friend.

They dragged their feet around the mall the entire day, buying random stuff they absolutely didn't need and indulging in a gastronomic tour through every eatery. Amelia, perpetually yearning for a cozy nap, found herself questioning the life choices that led to this day.

Finally, after some relentless persuasion, Amelia coerced Chloe into taking a break. They settled for a foot massage at the spa, a momentary reprieve from the shopping frenzy.

"I can't believe you blew cash on that artsy-fartsy sculpture," Amelia quipped, recalling the questionable purchase from an antique store they stumbled upon.

"Hey! It's not just a bizarre statue; it's a vintage piece with a deep, meaningful story," Chloe defended, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Rolling her eyes, Amelia countered, "If Casper and friends decide to redecorate using it, don't expect me to come to the rescue!"

"Ghosts aren't real! You watch too many horror movies," Chloe confidently stated, attempting to appear fearless while secretly scanning the room for any signs of paranormal activity.

"Says the one who believes in every supernatural thing under the sun," Amelia teased, finally allowing herself to unwind as the foot massage worked its magic.

"Oh, did you catch that series I recommended?" Chloe asked.

"Which one?"

"Game of Thrones, the dragon-filled drama!"

"Oh! The show that shows so many tits even though it's not necessary. . Yeah, I watched it. The ending was a major letdown," Amelia quipped, prompting a hearty laugh from Chloe.

"It does shows a lot of tits, I'm telling you no one likes the ending."

"The ending feels like it was scripted by a dramatic 14-year-old who just discovered storytelling and who the fuck says that Bran has the best story!?" Amelia exclaimed, causing the foot masseuse to flinch at the sudden outburst. Amelia quickly noticed the reaction and apologized to the lady.

"Tyrion Lannister" Chloe replied producing Amelia to roll her eyes.

"I like him, before. Tyrion Lannister. But let's be real, he seemed to misplace his brain somewhere around season 5," Amelia retorted.

"He's a good Hand, Amelia. Not just to Daenerys, because he can't quite grasp what it means to be a dragon," Chloe defended, attempting to salvage the character's reputation. The mall's spa became an arena for a friendly duel of opinions on Game of Thrones.

"It's not just him, Chloe. Everyone! I love the development of Jaime Lannister but what on earth happens in the last season!? Let's not forget the show killed Barristan Selmy for no actual reason. Daenerys should have been Queen if she only had a proper council. Margaery shouldn't die, Bran should not be a King, Sansa becomes so irritable, Rickon's death is senseless, Cersei's death is boring, Ramsay deserves a much more gruesome death, Joffrey is a piece of shit, Myrcella's death shouldn't happen, and there's a more than deserves a proper ending! " Amelia complains.

Chloe smiled seeing how invested her friends, were in the show.

" And ohh... Before I forget... The Red Wedding, what the fuck is that!? " Amelia cursed. The Red Wedding came out of nowhere for Amelia who's been attached to the character of Robb Stark. His death shocks her.

" That's heartbreaking for sure. " Chloe spoke out and Amelia nodded.

" Wish I could change it," Amelia said out of nowhere, the moment she said that the light on the ceiling flickered making everyone look up.

" Be careful what you wish for" Amelia heard the woman who's been massaging her foot say but she just didn't bother it.

After the spa, the girls decided to go home. While on their way to the parking lot, Amelia felt kind of dizzy and she stopped. The girl cannot see properly as all she can see is her surroundings spinning around making her let go of the shopping bags

Chloe who notices something wrong hurriedly to her friend who collapses on the ground.

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Amelia notices her surroundings change when she's unexpectedly in a room, a medieval room and she can see some girl who's wearing a white medieval dress as she can remember they were called midwives.

She attempted to speak to one of the women but she noticed that none of them could see her. She catches a glimpse of the woman on the mattress and her gown is covered in blood.

Amelia gasps catching sight of the woman. The woman is coated in sweat and blood while giving birth and people around are doing what they could do to aid the woman.

"Your grace... Just one more push we can see the babe's head." One of the midwives said while Amelia was so dazed, that she asked herself, what is she doing in there?

The woman cries out while giving birth and Amelia is dumbfounded looking at the horrifying scene. Nevertheless, the girl notices the woman's features. Silver-gold hair and Purple eyes... Traits of Targaryen.

Amelia also notices the summer storm outside the castle. A summer storm threatened to rip the island fastness apart. That's when she realizes that the woman is Rhaella Targaryen and she's giving birth to Daenerys Stormborn.

When the woman eventually gave delivered Daenerys the midwife gave the babe to her mother and a smile formed on Rhaella's face. "Daenerys," the woman said.

"Daenerys Stormborn "

Someone said and Amelia stepped forward to see Daenerys who was in the arms of her mother. But unexpectedly the Queen screamed once more and handed her daughter to one of the midwives.

"Your Grace, you're having twins." One of the midwives announced confusing Amelia. She didn't read the book but she knows Daenerys doesn't have a Twin. Unexpectedly a wave of mist entered the room and the people could not see anything all they could hear was the scream of the Queen. The Mist clouded the room and it slowly withered when they heard the cry of the second twin.

One of the midwives hurriedly wraps the babe and presents it to The Queen who smiles seeing her other daughter. Both were given to the Queen.

"Mistborn"

"Daenerys and Aerasanne," The woman spoke out looking at her two beautiful daughters. Amelia is very confused about who is Aerasanne, she never heard of her.

The Queen who's smiling at her daughters turns her head at Amelia. Amelia is sure that the woman saw her. The Queen's smiles faded and she slowly closed her eyes.

Rhaella Targaryen died shortly after from complications of childbirth.

A mist formed once more and made a spiral on Amelia's place, which only she could see. It's like she's inside a tornado but it didn't injure her then the mist faded away.

The moment the mist disappears, the girl is face to face with the Iron Throne and a man is sitting on it. He looks straight at her like he knows that she will be there.

Even though he is sitting on the throne, Amelia knows he's tall. The man is tall, broad-shouldered and there's a powerful aura surrounding the man.

Amelia knows she's in Kingslanding based on the throne and the red structure everywhere. "Amelia Andres sends by gods." The man said.

"What?" Amelia asked baffled. The man stands up and walks towards her and Amelia steps backward. The man might have noticed she was uncomfortable so he stopped walking.

"I am Aegon The Conqueror and the gods sent you to help us." Aegon formally said.

"The what now?" Amelia is truly confused. If she just saw the death of Rhaella Targaryen, shouldn't Aegon The Conqueror be dead for like a hundred years now? "You're supposed to be dead, right?"

Aegon eyes lit up hearing that.

"You know who I am?" The man asked and Amelia nodded.

"A lot of people know you, the man who conquered the 7 kingdoms. Can you fill me in? I have no idea what's going on... Am I dead? Aren't you from a book or something?" Amelia questioned.

"Amelia you died the moment you entered this world but you will be reborn as Aerasanne Mistborn. The Gods send you to help us, the Targaryen reign ended with Robert's Rebellion but you need to put it back in its proper order. Bring the Targaryen back on the Throne with Daenerys. " The man said.

Amelia smiled. " Hold on! Mr. King Aegon Who-takes-over-Westeros because of the dream about Ice and fire. As much I adore you, In our world, you didn't exist... You and this world are from a book. And who gives me the name of Mistborn?" Amelia retorts.

Aegon nodded understanding what the girl meant." I do understand that you are not from our world but the Gods chose you because you are special. We need your help." The man almost pleaded but it expressed like an order.

"Special my ass! How can I be special when I strumbled every time I walked!? I'm clumsy as fuck, have you ever seen a person punch someone when another person startles or shocks her!? That's Me! I punched my professor once because I was surprised when he abruptly opened the classroom door... With that luck, I'm pretty sure we're done for." Amelia clamors.

The girl is conflicted if this is just a dream or if everything is truly happening. She does believe in being reborn or transmitted into another dimension but she will not believe she's special.

"Don't doubt yourself. You are the chosen one for this role, people would need your help to change their destiny." Aegon said and Amelia remembered when she complained to Chloe about the story of Game of Thrones.

"Wish I could change it"

"Be careful what you wish for"

"Along the way, you will be trained by my Sister-wife Visenya secretly in Essos. For you to defend yourself when the time comes." Aegon suddenly announced.

" Wait a minute, I haven't agreed yet. If I were to agree I need some condition because this world is full of dangerous shit." Amelia said she's considering it. She's been attached to Daenerys character and she knows the girl deserves the Iron Throne more than anyone. Maybe she can help her.

" What is it? " Aegon asked.

"If I become Aerasanne, I'll be in Essos... In free cities with my siblings. How on earth I could know what's going on in Westeros... How would I help the people who need my help!?." Amelia starts muttering, planning her way to the story. The girl kept thinking about what she was supposed to do.

She turned to Aegon who's been observing her. " You said the gods... Your gods need my help, right? I will also be needing their help."

" What do you need? "Aegon asked.

" A book about the mages in Old Valyria. I need to learn it, healing powers, teleportation, Valyrian Steel Sword, Unlimited sources of gold and any other treasure, a place where I could stay for safety... A rest house that no one will know. Ohh... Dragons." Amelia's request is most likely demand. She needs to be safe to fulfill her duty, nothing comes for free.

Aegon, for the first time in his life, met a girl who demanded a ton of things from the Gods. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"I'm sure the Gods will provide what you need. Tell me, Amelia Andres... Why do you request this? " Aegon asked.

" Mages in Old Valyria are powerful, I wanted to be like them. Healing powers are for the people who will be involved in the Game of Thrones... The innocent. Teleportation is important for me to know what's going on in every part of the Westeros and Essos. The Sword for fighting, of course, the treasure... People need it, I've seen a lot of people in this world who need our help. The rest house is for me to take a rest from everyone's drama and the dragon because they're the only reason why I watched this series." Amelia casually said and by that, Aegon knows the girl possesses a pure heart.

The reason why the Gods chose her as their savior. Most of the things the woman requests are not really for her but for the people who need them.

"Will you give the treasure to the poor?" Aegon asked and Amelia shook her head.

"People tend to be greedy once they got the essence of wealth... But I can give them shelter, supplies, and food." Amelia explained. She knows that because her family betrayed her for money.

Aegon nodded. "You will be given everything you need once you turn 16" the man declared. Before Amelia could complain she got sucked into Aerasanne's body