1 Reborn Yaay!!

I always wondered what would happen if I ever entered a fantasy world like one of those novels I've read all the time. Oh, iam getting ahead of myself, Hi my name is George, just George thankyou. I'm sixteen and I'm in highschool, I love reading books and watching movies on my spare times and that's pretty much it about me. Now that you people know who I am let me tell you my current situation. I just pushed an old men on the street to save him from an incoming behemoth of a truck. Unfortunately, for poor Georgy, The speeding truck is infront of me. In conclusion I'll experience a lot of pain and probably die. The truck hit me and well I feel my body broken but only for a moment before the world goes dark. Yup I'm dead.

George POV:

"Wait, hold up, where am i, is that a?, OMG I'm going to be born?? again?". I was shocked because I was dead, but i guess not. "That's it milady, it's almost over, push one more time" an old man with a grey robe said. "Congratulations, my lady, you have a son!". "Give him to me, I want to see" a red head woman that delivered me back to this world tiredly said. As the old man gave the baby to his mother, a worried faced man rushed inside the room. "Congratulations, Lord Stark you have another baby boy."."How are you cat, he looks like a stark alright" the man chuckled. "What should we name him Ned?","We'd name him Rickard for my father",the man decided. 'Holy Fuck, I'm the son of Eddard and Catelyn Stark? I'm in Game of Thronesss, Shit I'm going to die again' George, or should I say Rickard thought. So in the year 283 AC, Rickard Stark was born.

6 years later,

Rickard POV

I've been in this world for 6 years now, and I must say this is fun. I have 5 siblings, Rob is the eldest and heir to Winterfell, He's 8 and fun to hang around with. Next I have Sansa, she's 4 currently and very shy, the next one is Arya, she's 2 and last one is Bran who have just celebrated his first birthday. And last but not least Jon Snow, he's "my father's bastard", same age as Rob, shy,honorable,typical Jon Snow.

As a 6 year old there isn't much for me to do honestly. Everyday it's lesson with maester Luwin, sword training with Sir Rodric Cassel, and then just off exploring the world or in my case Winterfell. I was incredibly smart in my old world, that means my intelligence in this medieval world was otherworldy. The Maester think I was blessed by the old gods or something and my parents were proud. I have a good life. Now I know that later on, in 298 the whole Westeros will shook and fell apart but now I just want to enjoy life and experience the pleasure of being a noble dammit. "Hey, Rick come on let's spar in the courtyard" said Rob excitedly. "You just want to spar with me because I'm the only person you can beat","That's not true, you will be better from me little brother" joked Rob. "I hate you, come on then maybe this time I'll get lucky.". 'as you can guess I sucked with a blade, Unlike many MC that I've read that's good in many things I sucked at martial stuff. I always got my ass whooped by Rob and especially Jon, my day is already ruined".

Rob POV

I love Rickard but sometimes I need to spar with him to save myself from shame. He's always the smartest out of Jon,him,and I even though he's 2 years younger he already learning more advanced stuff from maester Luwin than Jon and I. Fortunately, I found out this year that he has one weakness, He hates sword fighting and finally after many year I can enjoy to beat him a little. Sorry Rick.

General POV

"Come on Rickard, watch your step, .. don't swing to wide, that's i...Oooh, Ok Rob that's enough" Sir Rodrick, Winterfell's master at arms said. "Are you okay Rickard??, Go on boy that's enough for you for today, go to maester luwin see if he can patch you up" sighed Sir Rodrick. Rob grinned widely "You want me to help Rickard?" "Shut up you, I'll go myself, damn insensitive bastard" murmured a limping Rickard. "You need to take it easy on Rickard Rob, He's younger than us" Jon snow said from the sideline. "No way, he's going to be fine tomorrow, after all the humiliating things we suffered during maester luwin's time you should agree with me." Rob replied still feeling estatic and happy. "Okay then let's spar with me, Lets see if you can beat an enemy of your size rather than your little brother" Jon said grinning widely, The smiling Rob turn pale and he gulped "F..fine let's go t..then"."Watch your swing and footwork boys the day is still young". the master at arms remarked.