Hi!! This is my second fan fiction of MxN… But Its my first chaptered fan fiction. I Write more of the song fic kinds than the chaptered ones… I hope you enjoy. I'll do my best to update. )
I DO NOT OWN INHERITANCE AND THE CHARACTERS
The sky was crimson, the clouds were dark, the ground was soaked in blood.
Dead bodies of soldiers lay everywhere, and more would be added to those innocent souls who fought the empire for the hope of the better future for their children and families. Scouts cleared the battle field of bodies of the honored dead and to return to their families and given proper burials. As for the soldiers of the empire, they are merely piled up and burned.
Three figures stood in the plains, two elves and a human woman.
"By mid day, the empire would attack again." Eragon said grimly. "I won't show Galbatorix any mercy."
"He deserves to die." Arya said. "The people who died won't be in vain if you defeat him."
"And," Nasuada paused, not sure whether to ask. "What of Murtagh?"
Eragon was silent. "I'm not sure. I can't confront him the same time with Galbatorix."
"We'll keep him busy then." Arya offered. "If you kill Galbatorix while we distract him, his bonds would be broken."
"That sounds reasonable." Agreed Nasuada, as she nodded her head, soft black locks bouncing. "Arya and I will fight Murtagh and distract him, while you face Galbatorix."
"Alright, you two be careful." Eragon warned, "You don't know what he's capable of."
Arya and Nasuada nodded. War drums boomed from the distance. Eragon cursed, "They're here." He glared at the horizon. He looked at Nasuada and Arya.
"Like I said, be very careful." He called Saphira and the sapphire dragon dived out from the sky and landed beside Eragon.
The empire approaches. She projected her thoughts so Arya and Nasuada could hear.
And so does Murtagh and Thorn.
Nasuada felt a lump forming in her chest, like an inside force tearing her insides to shreds.
And what of Galbatorix? Eragon asked.
He too, approaches. Along with that cursed black dragon. Saphira hissed.
Eragon went to the saddle and drew his sword. "Don't make me repeat it again, be safe."
He and Saphira took off.
The booming sounds of the war drum came closer and closer.
"Arya," Nasuada began. "If something happens to me, don't let the Varden fall into the wrong hands."
Arya stared at her, then drew her sword as the war cries were to be heard. "Don't be pessimistic. Nothing is going to happen to you."
Nasuada drew her sword too. "Just in case."
The Varden's army of humans and dwarves stood behind them also the army of elves.
Arya called her dragon, Greeni (I can't think of a good name since the good ones are already taken in other fan fictions. So, we'll stick to Greeni. It's cute.)
And an emerald dragon dived from the sky and landed beside her.
I have spotted the empire. They're just behind the hills. He told Arya.
We fight to the end. She said with strong authority.
Just as then, the army appeared over the hills.
The soldiers drew out their swords and held out their shields.
Nasuada turned and faced her people, "Victory requires sacrifice. As we stand before them, we will die fighting for the better future." She faced ahead. "Now, Charge!"
The soldiers charged forward yelling their battle cries. The empire did the same.
The two armies clashed together. Human, elves, dwarves, urgals, a few from the front line were spared.
Arya fought along side Nasuada, Vanir, Angela and Greeni. King Orrin managed the Surdan army and Trianna lead Du Vrangr Gata.
Nasuada swung her blade at her opponents, Arya hacked through every defense, slaying mercilessly, while Vanir covered her from behind.
A soldier came from behind Nasuada, she was unaware oh it. The soldier raised his sword and aimed for Nasuada, she whirled around, seeing that it was too late.
Just then someone jumped in front of her and parried the blow, swunf his sword and thrust it through the soldiers chest.
"Thank you, Orrin." Nasuada smiled. "I owe you one. I didn't know you are quite skilled with a sword."
Orrin grinned, "I'm quite accustomed to the sword as much I am to philosophy. You better watch you back."
Arya pranced by, "less flirting more slashing." She teased with a smirk. Nasuada laughed. "I was not flirting!" She was already back to back with Arya thrusting her sword to every soldier that came close.
Greeni roared as he dropped from the sky. Arya scowled in pain as she felt his pain as her own. Greeni was pinned down by a dragon, bigger than him, with bright scarlet eyes and crimson scales. Nasuada stared, horrified, this could only mean one thing. She helped Arya to regain her balance. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"I'm fine." She replied breathlessly, only to fall down again as the crimson dragon attacked Greeni.
"Princess!" called Vanir. "Get out of here!"
Angela and Orrin looked around alertly, a crimson dragon could only mean one thing.
"Nasuada, get out of here." Orrin said. "Get to safety."
"No. I won't leave you and the others here." She said determined.
"Nasuada, if you die, all your work would be in vain." Angela argued.
Greeni was able to push off the crimson dragon off him.
"We better get out of here." Said Vanir looking around worriedly.
A strong force that was hit Orrin on the head, knocking him to the ground. Same with Angela. Nasuada looked alarmed, she saw a shadow from the corner of her eye, but when she looked carefully, it was gone.
"He's fast." Nasuada murmured. She looked at Vanir. "Get Arya out of here."
Vanir helped Arya, but she pushed his hand away. "I'll stay. Get the archers."
Vanir quickly obeyed and dashed off.
Just then, she felt a cold force crash down on her and she fell down, landing on her back. She saw a blade swung around and aim for her but it's wielder was to quick for her to see properly.
"Wyrdfell." She heard Arya say with anger. Arya charged forward. Nasuada heard swords clashing. Then Arya was thrown down beside her, gasping for air.
"He has grown strong." She said through gritted teeth.
"Wh—" Nasuada was cut off as she saw a sword coming down at her. She quickly rolled to her side and was able to dodge it's sharp edge miss her by a hair's width. As the sword struck the cold ground, she got a better view of it. Her eyes widened with horror as she laid eyes on the zigzagged edges of a blood red blade.