Disclaimer: I don't own Eragon or any of its characters. They belong to Christopher Paolini.
There is another Dragon egg, besides the three. The only thing about this egg, it's perfectly white. The Varden believe that in the egg is a strong if odd dragon. The other dragons, Thorn and Saphira, both agree that the egg will only hatch for a person who doesn't belong to their world. A girl, a person who knows something about the Eragon series but isn't too much of a fan, gets pulled into Eragon's world by the Ra'zac. The otherworldly egg hatches for her and she is swept into the war. She must choose between the Varden and loyalty to Galbatorix. Both sides promise to bring her home but which side should she trust?
Akino sighed as she got off the bus. She knew she would be too early for school, like always. Only last week she had come into school fifteen minutes early. This was later than her usual hour and a half. She looked around at the empty schoolyard before making her way into the building. A lot of people at school called her a nerd, a brown-noser, a teacher's pet, and all of those names. She just liked showing up for school really early and watch as the school filled up with students. It always made her feel glad that she wasn't going to be late like the others or wondering if she would have enough time to finish her homework before first period.
"Akino!" It was Meai, possibly one of the few people that understood her strange ways. More than others at least. "Akino! I totally just finished Eldest last night! Can you believe that Murtagh took Zar'roc away from Eragon? I don't care if Thorn and Misery go together. Zar'roc was Eragon's first! Akino, are you even listening?" Akino had been writing the latest notes on the board into her notebooks.
"Um…yeah. Right. Murtagh's bad for taking Zar'roc from Eragon. Who's Eragon again?" At Meai's prodding, she had read Eragon. Because once she has read the first book of a series, she needed to finish the series, she had read Eldest as well. She found herself reading more books on dragons and wished that she had a dragon. She knew that the wish would never come true but that was the fun part of the wish. It would never come true.
Eragon watched as the Varden scuttled around. He and Roran were about to go to Helgrind to save Katrina. It had taken some persuasion of Nasuada to allow for Eragon to go.
"You ready, Eragon?" Eragon turned to see his brother standing there looking happier than he had before. "We're going to save Katrina from the Ra'zac." Eragon nodded and the two of them began walking out of the city.
"Eragon Shadeslayer!" The two young men stopped and turned to find Horst standing there. "Nasuada and Arya tell you that there might be another dragon egg out there. A fourth egg." Eragon was immediately interested.
"Has the location of the egg been identified?" Horst shook his head, waving them into a dark alley. "We need to find it before Galbatorix's forces do." Horst nodded.
"Which is exactly why Nasuada wanted me to tell you. She hopes that you will find it on your way to Helgrind."
"Perhaps it will be easier to simply seek out the egg first and then go to Helgrind." Saphira spoke using Eragon's mouth.
"NO! That is not an option!" Roran pounded on the nearby wall. "We don't know if they will keep Katrina alive that long! We need to go rescue her now!" Horst put a hand on Roran's shoulder.
"I know how you feel, Roran but if Galbatorix gets that egg I don't think we're in for a nice surprise." Roran slid to the ground, shaking with his feelings raging inside him. At last he nodded.
"Then it's decided. We're going after the egg."
"A fourth egg?" Murtagh stormed through Galbatorix's castle. The news had just reached him that there was another egg. This one had escaped Galbatorix's clutches but how? This question plagued his mind. How could an egg as immobile as it was have escaped Galbatorix? Had someone predicted what Galbatorix would do and had carried an egg away?
We shouldn't dwell on such things. Only on what Galbatorix told us to do. We must find that egg before any of the Varden agents do. Perhaps we should ask the Ra'zac? Thorn, his red dragon, glanced at his Rider.
"Out of the question. Galbatorix told us not to disturb the Ra'zac. They're performing some sort of ritual." Murtagh sighed and climbed onto Thorn's back. "We're going egg hunting."
Akino sighed as she closed her book. She had finished her homework and just in time too. She got off the train and began to walk to the dojo. This was how her days were. First thing in the morning was her five-hour school day, then she would hop on the express train and spend four hours at the dojo learning all of the martial arts that she had signed up for. After that, she headed back to school for an hour for her acting club. Since she went from school to the dojo and back to school, she kept her kendo gear in her school and gym locker. She took Karate, Tai chi, and fencing as well. On weekends, she would head to the dojo, practice those four points on her program and then go to the archery field that her parents ran and practice that as well. She was serious in everything she did. Not the least of which was that she hated to be late for anything.
"Akino!" Keri was there. He was yet another who perhaps understood her better than most, though why he always insisted on joining her on her way back to school was beyond her. "You're early as usual."
"Of course. It would hurt my perfect record of being early." Akino smirked before moving putting on her armor. Keri shook his head, smiling. He put his helmet on and waited for her on the arena area. The teacher shook his head at his two star pupils. They were always so eager to begin, especially Akino. Akino stepped onto the battleground and took her stance. Her stance was one of the things that interested her teacher most of all. There were many vital spots left open and seemingly undefended. The bamboo sword wavered in her hand as though it would be easy to knock it from her hands. Her teacher knew, just as Keri did, that her stance was simply a ruse used to trick her opponents into overconfidence. She always found unconventional ways to fight. In fact, she never had a plan when she fought. Her teacher smiled as Keri made the first strike.
"That girl is a natural born warrior. A shame she wasn't born during a battle era." Her teacher couldn't help but feel pride as the sparring match began to heat up.
Akino was on her way home, this time with all her gear. Including her kendo and fencing gear. Her Karate outfit was in her bag. Everything needed to be washed. Her mind began to organize her chores. She looked up and saw two figures in dark cloaks. They turned towards her and she stepped back but no more. Her legs were frozen to the ground and wouldn't move. Her hand was on her shinai (bamboo sword) but she couldn't raise it high enough to defend herself. They reached for her as she passed out. The last thought in her mind was
"I forgot my bag at the dojo."
