A/N: I had hoped to finish the rewrite before I posted the story, but due to the exams and other distraction I was unable to meet that personal deadline. So I guess I will just post the chapters I have gone through. All constructive criticism is well come, so are reviews. Thanks

Brandon "The Builder" sighed in exhaustion at his table in his tent. He has barely gotten a wink of sleep in the past moons, completing all of the numerous tasks before the next winter came. However, he swelled up in pride thinking of all he had accomplished in the past 9 moons after the War for the Dawn. The Stark family line was secure with his wife Snowdrop, a Child of the Forest, being pregnant with his heir.

Brandon rubbed his tired eyes, beforing standing up to his full height and stretching, showing off his well built body. Brandon was a handsome man, with dark brown hair and slightly long face of his father, Brandon "The Bloody Blade" but the silver grey eyes of his mother Artemis, a goddess of the Hunt, Moonlight, and Snow. Her godly essence empowered Brandon to be superior than most men. He stood at a proud height of 160 cm tall, taller than the average height of 150 cm, his broad shoulders and well muscled body forged by battles against the White Walkers and his time in the forge, with his grey clothing and wolf fur cloak only complemented his handsome features. While he was stronger, larger, and more skilled than most men, it was his genius level intellect that truly set him apart from the others.

He walked out of the tent into the cold clear air of the North and smiled as he saw his greatest accomplishment. The Wall was being raised in defense against the White Walkers inevitable return. The Wall was a construct of pure ice traversing nearly 500 km from the Gorge to the Bay of Seals. The Wall was currently planned to go up only 100 meters but there was a lot of room for expansion. There were thousands of Giants, First Men, and Children of the Forest all working arduously to have it completed.

Brandon made his way towards the Wall, where the command tent was set up. The leaders of the First Men, Giants, and the Children of the Forest discussed the future in that tent. As soon as he entered the tent, all of the beings quieted down and watched as he took a seat at the head of the table.

Brandon said "My Magnars and allies, the construction of the Wall is underway and is already a formidable obstacle. I foresee that in a dozen years of hard work, the foundation should be completed. We should now complete our discussion for the future."

The massive Giant King Mag Mun Dag Sog or King Mag spoke in his deep loud voice, "The Giant clans have convened and are ready to swear fealty to you King Stark. Your leadership and achievements against the White Walkers is uncontested. As long as the Starks remain a strong just capable leaders, the Giants are happy to follow."

Brandon replied "Thank you King Mag. Your words mean much to me."

"It is no longer King, King Stark"

"Very well, I will raise you as House Giantsarm, High Magnar of the Giants. May your and your house's loyalty never waver."

Then it was Leaf's, the oldest Child of the Forest, turn to speak. "King Brandon, you and your father have proven to us that not all men are like the ones we have fought for generations. You have beaten back our greatest shame and do not hold us in contempt for our mistakes. The Council of the Forest has convened and are willing to bend the knee to you."

"Thank you Leaf, your kind means much to me and my men. You are the connection to our gods and the family of my wife. I gladly welcome you as the High Magnar of the Children of the Forest."

When Brandon turned to the giant of a man with light brown hair, who boisterously laughed and said "Ever since your father beat mine in a wrestling match and your great accomplishments in the war, House Umber stays loyal vassals to House Stark."

"Thank you, Jon."

"That goes for House Reed as well, King Brandon. As long as the Children of the Forest and House Reed has protection from House Stark, we will be loyal vassals." said the small man with nutty brown hair.

"House Reed has been a great vassal to House Stark, High Magnar Jojen. House Stark will keep to their oaths." replied Brandon.

Finally the average sized but very hairy man said "House Mormont has followed House Stark up North, we will not abandon House Stark now."

"House Mormont has been the greatest vassals House Stark could have ever hoped for. You will be rewarded." said Brandon, pushing him to sit up a little higher he continued "We must now decide what to do. The War for the Dawn is over but there is much work to do. The North is divided and we are faced with jealous enemies from all sides. House Stark will not gain support from any of the Houses in the south as they resent the fact that my grandfather, Garth 'the Greenhand', came up North in his final years. We must carve and claim the land quickly. We are currently at an advantage of numbers but that will not last long. High Magnar Umber, you may take your man back to your home and establish your borders. Be sure to not overextend yourself, we can not afford such silly mishaps. That goes to you as well High Magnar Reed, you may go back to the Neck as the High Magnar of the Neck. You are to take control of the entire region and begin to grow you strength. What are your plans High Magnar Leaf, and High Magnar Mag?"

High Magnar Mag began first "We are a nomadic folk, King Stark. We seek to bring all of our kin and mammoths down below the Wall and allow them to roam and graze."

"Very well, High Magnar Mag. I name you High Magnar of the Giants may you and your sons rule the Giants forever. I give you leave to herd the Mammoths and lead your nomadic tribe all across the North. As long as you are not causing any damage you are allowed to use all of the North as your grazing grounds."

"Thank you King Stark"

"What would you like to do High Magnar Leaf?"

"The Children of the Forest would like to go back into the Wolfwood and raise a grand settlement for the Children of the Forest."

"That is reasonable, you may have a part of the Wolfwood near where winter fell, to build your settlement. May you and your children, forever be known as High Magnar of Elisleaf!"

"Your grace, may I ask what will become of House Mormont?" asked Magnar Damon Mormont.

"Do not fear Magnar Mormont, I have plans for your lands. But until then I wish for you to stay with House Stark."

"As you command your grace."

"I have decided that House Stark shall raise its fortress on the lands where winter itself fell, and be forever known as Winterfell to remind everybody the valiance and nobility of our warriors. I have also sent out many scouting parties beyond the Wall to bring all other first men clans of the North below the wall as long as they are willing to swear themselves to House Stark."

"That is a brilliant idea your grace." said High Magnar Reed.

"Good, all of you are dismissed."

Brief excerpt of the timeline of the North, in the Encyclopedia, the History of the Kingdom of the North.

0 year After the Wall: Brandon "The Builder" builds the Wall. Rickard "Strong Wolf" is born to Brandon "The Builder" and Snowdrops. All inhuman traits of the Children of the Forest is avoided in Rickard "Strong Wolf". Only explanation seems to be due to the godly blood flowing through the Stark Line, only change into the Stark appearance is the addition of slightly bigger eyes and greater sight at night. He gives the option for all of the First Men tribes of the North to come south and bend the knee to him in return for land and titles. All sentient beings agree, just having experienced a great massacre by the Night King. The Giants brings herds of mammoths and aurochs down from Beyond the Wall. Many clans came from beyond the Wall and were formed into Houses.

1 year After the Wall: Brandon "The Builder" after large payments by House Hightower lays plans for Hightower in Oldtown, one of the oldest towns in the world, for money and experience in architecture.

3 years After the Wall: House Towers is overthrown by House Greywolf for control of the Stony Shore, as Magnar Ignotus Greywolf wargs into one of the last Sea Dragon ever to be seen, to completely destroy House Towers.

5 years After the Wall: Brandon "The Builder" lays the plans for Storm's End for the money and experience working with magic of the Children of the Forest into buildings. Torhen "The Wise Wolf" is born to Brandon "The Builder" and Snowdrops. A great friendship between King Brandon "The Builder" Stark and King Durran "The God's Grief" Durrandon is formed. King Durran, with the help of King Brandon is able to win favour with the gods, by completing the task set out by the God of the Sea Neptune and Goddess of the Wind Freya to marry their daughter Goddess of Storms Elenai. House Stark and House Durrandon would have strong relationships due to this and House Durrandon is one of the few non-northern houses House Stark would marry.

6 years After the Wall: Brandon "The Builder" lays the plans for Winterfell using his ingenuity to create piping the hot springs to warm his castle. The Giants and mammoths for hard labour for the first time in the creation of a fortress. Building towers as tall and strong as Hightower, with magic weaved into the very stones like Storm's End creates the outline of a very mighty castle.

10 years AW: Brandon "The Builder" completes the base of Hightower, leaving the rest to Hightower as the instructions are very clear and could be completed by themselves. House Hightower is happy to let Brandon leave so that they may add hidden passages and secrets into their castle.

12 years AW: Storm's End foundation and base has been built by House Stark. The magic has already been weaved and is resistant to the magic of the Storm God. This builds a very strong relationship between House Durrandon and House Stark. The base of the Wall is complete and one of Brandon's last accomplishments as king is the foundation of the Night's Watch.

15 years AW: Brandon "The Builder" dies of old age. The great funeral saw many Kings and Magnars come from all of Westeros to mourn for the loss of the great king. The crypts are built by the Rickard "Strong Wolf" with Garth "The Greenhand" (One of two only none Starks to ever be buried in the crypt), Brandon "The Bloody Blade" and Brandon "The Builder" inside.

The Crowned Prince Rickard was a strong fighter, great war-time leader, and brilliant strategist, but lacked finesse at negotiations and the skill and patients in running a country on a daily basis. His younger brother Prince Torrhen while a moderately skilled fighter, preferring the dual wielding style, was excellent in the field of diplomacy, economics, ruling the small folk, and running a country.

Together they formed a formidable team, allowing each other to flourish in their respective area. Prince Rickard fought with the Stark army, fighting back barbarians and bandits. He gained a reputation and moniker of the Strong Wolf. While his younger brother slowly took control of the finances from his father and nearly doubled the amount of money being raised by House Stark earning his nickname as the Wise Wolf.

On King Brandon's death bed, he looked upon his two sons and said "My sons, you will have many enemies in your quest of uniting the North and the Neck. But together and only together, will you be able to accomplish such a dream. When you are together, you will able to beat the Red King, Warg King, Barrow King, Glovers, Ryders and all the other Petty Kings that control the North. I see a great future for House Stark and you must make your mark." and with those words the King of Winter, King Brandon "The Builder" Stark died at the age of 55.

In his honor, the two brothers built the Great Crypts of Winterfell and buried King Brandon II next to his father and grandfather, with a replica crown and an iron Greatsword, starting a tradition that will last for many millenniums. They then held a great funeral inviting even the rival kings. Every king but the Barrow King and the Red King of the North attended, accepting bread and salt and sealing their guest rights.

The ceremony was a mournful affair, as even the rival kings agreed that a great man had been ripped from the world.

King Rickard planned to begin his conquest of the North with an attack on the Barrow Kings. He ironed out his father's rough plans, deciding to use the Barrow Kings as an example of House Starks power. The Amberstin were one of the most powerful Houses in the North and King Rickard was angry at the slight the Barrow Kings had cause when they had not attended his father's funeral.

The plan involved the Reeds attacking and harassing the Barrow King and his vassals. When they get angry enough, they were going to lead the men into the swamps where they would be destroyed. While the Barrowmen are getting destroyed in the swamps of the neck, the Starks would move in with their men and pick off the remainder. The Umbers would be left to guard their border with the Red King, although it is very unlikely that they will attack due to the threat of the Hornwoods. With the Giants and the mammoths at their disposal, their goal should be easily accomplished, and if their bait works it should happen with minimum losses.

Sending a raven to the Umbers and a messenger to the Reeds, the vassals were informed of his plans, and two raven arrived two weeks later with their agreement. The Umbers informed King Rickard, that they would be ready to defend the border within two moons and the Reeds replied that they would be ready in 3 moons.

Four moons had passed, the Stark men were ready to for the message from the Reeds saying that the Barrowmen were moving toward the Neck. The men were training to gain an advantage, the Giants were riding atop the enormous mammoths, and the Children were ready to enact their vengeance upon the men that burned their Weirwood trees.

King Rodrick Amberstin was a smart man. He could tell the Starks were setting him up to a trap. However, no matter how smart the Amberstin's were, their bannermen would revolt soon should they do not act. He knew if he attacked the Reeds, the Stark would come in and take their crown. All of his Magnars, in their anger and pride, will send all of their men on this attack against to the Neck leaving the Barrowlands wide open. Yet, if he did not act, his line would be overthrown and replaced and he could not allow that his proud legacy to fall.

So he walked down from his solar and called for a messenger "Inform my bannermen that they are to bring their men here in a month's time. I am going to destroy those damned crannogmen."

Barrowton was bustling with activity, men were being drilled and the Magnars and their king are conducting a war council.

Magnar Brandon Dustin said "How about we seem weak baiting the damned Reed to attack us, and when they deploy their full force we come in and destroy them with ours. These crannogmen are not meant for real combat. The only thing they can do is harass our units."

King Rodrick replied "That is a commendable idea, but we still face the problem of the Starks."

Magnar Cregan Downwood said "Please, the pup will go to support the Reeds rather than attack our lands. He is inexperienced and even if he does not, he has to worry about the damned Boltons. Besides, those fucking crannogmen killed my men and I will retaliate in full!"

The other Magnars roared in approval and King Amberstin knew there was no way to stop this.

Sighing quietly King Rodrick said, "Very well, but know that I have tried to warn you. We leave in a week's time! Prepare the men!"

Magnar Downwood was playing the part of the bait, leading the crannogmen to their death. He was quite happy with this plan. It used an apt amount of deception but also had a brutal simplicity. Before he could continue this line of thought he saw the men in front of the vanguard dropping to the ground lifelessly. They each had an arrow stuck out of their neck and he could see more arrows coming.

He screamed "FORM RANKS! MAKE THEM USE THEIR ENTIRE FORCE! AND GET A MESSENGER TO OUR KING!"

His men scrambled around to follow their orders. They hastily brought up their shields and tried their best to block the arrows and poisoned darts flying towards them. The designated messengers quickly got on their horses and rode off to inform the king. Magnar Downwood nodded grimly, now they just had to wait for the main force to arrive. He ran to pick up his shield and ran behind a cart to use it as cover.

King Rodrick rode atop his horse, slowly marching their way to the vanguard. When they saw a figure from the distance road towards them. The men gripped their weapons tightly, ready to attack in a moments notice.

When the rider got close he said "The Crannogmen are here!"

King Rodrick smiled, he could go home quickly before they got attacked by the Starks, he looked at their men and said "Well let's trap some crannogmen! Magnar Dustin, you shall lead the men to attack them from the back when they retreat! I shall lead the men in attacking them from the front! Move!"

King Rodrick rode ahead to kill those damned Crannogmen so they may never bother House Amberstin again. Part of his men split up to follow Magnar Dustin. He knew that they had to move quickly or they will be taken advantage of by the Starks, so he pushed his men forward faster.

Within an hour they meet up with the bait force. They were being shot up with arrows and blow darts with many dead littering the field. The men screamed and charged forward the Crannogmen. As soon as the Crannogmen saw the real army, they turned and rode back towards the Neck. The more heavily armoured Barrow men could not catch up, but with their blood and hearts racing they could run for longer, leading them to ignore the exhaustion they should be feeling.

King Rodrick knew that the men that he sent ahead's would be able to stop them. Afterwards, he would take his men back to the castle leaving his bannermen to do whatever they want with the Reeds.

Just as the Crannogmen began to approach the swamps of the Neck, his flanking force charged at the Crannogmen from the other side. It looked like it would be a massacre and the perfect trap. The Crannogmen was nearly perfectly bottled up and were unable to escape from the encirclement. But just as the first Crannogmen began to fall the ground began to shake. The men looked around in shock quickly turning their heads to see a very terrifying sight. Out of the swamps came a dozen Giants. The men came to a grinding halt and stared up in awe and fear, as the Giants came charging. Realizing that they were the target of the Giants, the men tried to run away, but with their exhaustion they were not able to make it very far. Four of the Giants and the Crannogmen took care of the men that were attempting to hide in the Neck and the nine other giants charged the men.

No matter how fast they ran a man, especially a man who was running for an hour, can't outrun a giant three times his size. The giants swung their mighty arm wielding massive clubs. They knocked away dozens of men with a single swing, killing or incapacitating them. King Rodrick, the other lords and higher ranked men riding on horses was barely able to ride away leaving behind the majority of his forces.