Hi everyone who's reading this. this is my first fanfic and i'm realy just going along with wherever my mind takes me. this has been nagging me for weeks before I decided to write it down elce I would go mad. I loved the Inheritance cycle and i'm always reading Brisingr. This fic starts during the Agiti blodren and will carry on going after the end of inheritance.
I own nothing exept my own ideas. the rest belongs to CP.
Chapter 1: Gate crashing
It was the final hours of the agati blodren and the elves were oblivious to time or the pained whimpers of the crippled shur'turgal as he suffered yet another seizure from the wound he received as the only lasting evidence of Durza's existence. The only person who did try to help Eragon was Saphira, Eragon's stunning sapphire dragoness. As the pain faded Eragon could only curse Durza for wounding him in the first place. But Eragon could now talk with Saphira though their mental bond now that the pain or the obliterator was gone. As Eragon stretched he couldn't help but let out a small groan as his battered and abused mussels screamed in protest. Saphira anxiously nuzzled his cheek in relief, Eragon had blocked her out of his mind so that she didn't feel the pain. As much as Saphira wanted to talk about it, she knew that all Eragon needed was comfort. A feeling of raw, primal anger burst forth from Saphira. All she wanted to do was rip apart anyone who would try to harm her little one, and then take Eragon somewhere far away, from war, from suffering and most of all from the pain that was visiting him at increasingly regular intervals.
"We both know what we have to do if that is to be possible Saphira" stated the mental voice of Eragon. Saphira visibly jumped, surprised that Eragon had got into her mind so easily. The shock still reverberating through her voice replied. "I know little one, we have to kill the tyrant or die in the attempt but I'm worried that you'll die in battle because of your back." "As long as the king wants you as his slave he will not kill me, rather he would probably just torture me until I die or he finds my true name." Eragon was right, as long as Saphira lived Galbatorix couldn't harm him in fear that Saphira would kill herself. "How is your back little one?" Saphira asked, changing the subject as discreetly as she could.
"Better now the pain's gone, but it'll return eventually, in an hour most likely." There was silence for a few moments, Eragon thinking about what to say next. "It will kill me eventually Saphira, stay close to me or I may fall in to a sleep I will never wake up from". Saphira wrapped her body around Eragon and said "I will never let you go." Saphira was comfortable and warm and soon Eragon had drifted into a dreamless, contented sleep. Only to be woken when the screaming began.
Hows that for a starting chapter? Hope you enjoyed it. I know it's short but i'm thinking of what happens next. Feel free to suggest any ideas or guess what will happen next. My second chapter may take a while to upload as i'm writing this at school as my laptop dosen't have word, only notepad. I'll get round to getting something but for now just wait. I'll try to get it out for the end of the week.
See you next time
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