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It has been three years since Eragon killed Galbatorix. Three years since we have seen the people of the Varden. Three years since we left them to fend for themselves. Three years since they adopted America's government. They have finally turned into a prospering nation. Eragon occasionally visits to ask for advice or hang out during his few rest days from being leader of the riders. Arya visits us too. Roran has visited us a few times since he was elected president. Otherwise, we don't get many visitors. Sometimes, I wonder if they even remember us.

"Cam, Eragon is here to see you," said my secretary over the intercom.

"I'll be right there," I replied into the microphone. I wasn't expecting Eragon today, it must be important.

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As I entered the front room, I saw Eragon with a worried expression on his face. "What's wrong," I asked.

"Well, you know that tazer you gave me," he said and I nodded. "I was walking into my office when I saw a man tazer a toad he was holding."

"What!" I yelled. "He tazered a toad?"

"Yeah, I yelled at him after he did it. I couldn't get out three words before he transported the toad with magic though. I was able to capture the man though."

"Alright, we'll have to find that toad," I said. "Follow me."

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The whole squad was gathered in the armory. Eragon told them his story and I told them my plan. Eragon, J.G., and I would question the man while the rest of the team would look for the toad.

"Hey Cam," said Eragon "Why is J.G. coming with us?"

"Because," I replied. "If we have to resort to torturing, we can just lock him up in a room with J.G. for a few hours."

"Oh," said Eragon. "Good plan."

"Alright, line up for weapons," J.G. called.

Everyone got their same weapons, but this time they got a shotgun if they didn't have one and a pistol. Then they all left to get in the helicopter.

"This is for you Eragon," I said while pulling a box from the bottom of the weapons locker. "In this box is a Colt .44 revolver and one hundred bullets. Just like the one you shot during the shooting contest. It's yours now."

"Wow, thank you," Eragon said. "I will carry it everywhere."

"Good, you never know when you might need it."

"Attention," J.G. said over the intercom. "Liver, that is all."

"I am going to kill him," I said as I stormed off towards the helicopter.

"Here we go again," said Eragon, following me.

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I have the first few chapters already planned out, so I should be able to write them quicker. Wrestling season starts this week though. I guess I will post them at normal speed then.

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