A/N: This is my first FanFiction that I've ever written, so please tell me the areas in which I can improve. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, please no flames. I came up with this on a whim last night, I just decided to write this out of the blue last night, and this is the result. Some of you might recognize some aspects of other werewolf FanFictions, that is because this story is inspired by some of them. (WolfBlade, Inner Wolf and The Wolf and The Rider). All of the story is mine, however, there may be some similarities with the stories aforementioned, intentionally or not. Updates will probably be erratic, depending on how much time I have to dedicate to this story since I have to balance it out with doing schoolwork, so please do not expect consistent updates. I will try my best to update the story regularly. I have no expectations that this story will become popular, this is mostly just me writing for fun. If you liked the story, (and even if you didn't) please review and tell me where I can improve. Anyways, without further ado, welcome to the prologue of The Wolf Inside.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except for original content. All characters (except for my own) belong to Christopher Paolini.
Prologue: Bitten
-With Eragon-
"Come on Roran! Let's play hide and seek!"
It was a warm sunny day in Palancar Valley, and the two had just finished their chores for the day. Their uncle, Garrow, didn't assign many chores to them since there wasn't much to do around the farm, they only had to tend to the animals and wait for the crops to grow.
"Alright Eragon, I'll play hide and seek, calm down." Roran said, the way an adult might speak to a child.
"I'm hiding first! You count to sixty and then you can try to find me!" With that, Eragon turned around and sprinted towards the tree line, intending to hide in the forest. Roran, being the seeker, had already covered his eyes and hadn't realized where his cousin was running.
Sixty seconds later, young Eragon was hunkered down in the bushes in the forest. Roran shouted "Ready or not, here I come!"
Eragon's body was tense with anticipation. Caught up as he was, he did not hear the bushes behind him shuffling. Eragon was watching Roran wander off in the wrong direction when a twig snapped behind him.
Whirling around, Eragon saw the largest wolf he'd ever seen. Well, the only wolf he'd ever seen, but he'd heard stories whenever he went to Carvahall about wolves, and the wolves were never this big in the stories. The wolf in front of him had an all-black pelt, with glistening ivory fangs and claws. Its eyes were a yellow-gold, gleaming with light. Eragon tried to scramble to his feet, but to no avail. He was desperately trying to escape from the wolf, but the wolf kept walking forward despite the boy's struggles.
The wolf made an unintimidating rumbling noise in its throat, and the sound of it brought Eragon to a pause. It hasn't done anything bad to me.. thought Eragon. Maybe it's a nice wolf? Eragon looked at the wolf, noticing it's lack of aggression. The wolf slowly padded up to Eragon and sniffed him, causing Eragon to flinch for a second, then relax as the wolf didn't do anything. Tentatively Eragon reached out a hand towards the wolf, intending to pet it. Suddenly there was a voice in Eragon's head. It is time. The wolf quickly snaked its head forward and bit Eragon on the arm. Eragon cried out, more from the shock of it than the pain. The wolf turned around and padded away.
Goodbye, young one. We will be seeing more of each other soon. Eragon lost consciousness soon after.
-With Roran—
He had been searching for his younger cousin for a couple minutes when he heard a shout. It sounded like Eragon. Something must have happened to him if he forgot about the game. Eragon was usually very adamant about finishing a game, and very rarely cut them short. Heading in the direction of the shout, Roran was worried about his cousin. Despite the fact that he was annoying and childish at times, he still loved him like a brother.
"Eragon," Roran called out. "Where are you?" When he received no answer, Roran began to get more worried. Roran started calling out his name repeatedly and searching the underbrush of the tree line thoroughly. After twenty minutes of searching, he came across Eragon's limp form.
"Eragon!" Roran shouted.
Roran ran forward and grabbed his cousin, worry pouring from his eyes. Eragon was out cold, and he had no idea why. Roran knew he had to bring his cousin to the house, thankfully the house wasn't far away. Picking Eragon up, Roran draped him over a shoulder, one advantage of doing farm work all of his life, combined with the tiny frame of his seven year-old cousin made it easy for Roran to do.
When Roran got to the house he called for Garrow, his father. "Father! Come here, something's happened to Eragon!"
Garrow burst out the barn door, worry etched onto his face. "What happened?" inquired Garrow.
"I don't know, we were playing hide and seek and then I heard him shout so I went to look for him and I found him like this." Replied Roran.
"Bring him upstairs to his room and lay him on his bed, if he doesn't wake up soon I'll get Gertrude," ordered Garrow.
"Yes, Father."
-With Eragon—
Eragon's dreams were in turmoil, some of them blurry and senseless and others crystal clear and gruesome. One dream stood out from the rest. Eragon woke up in a forest. It was night time, the full moon shining above him brightly like a white sun. He had no trouble seeing in the dark. He stared up at the sky for a few minutes in admiration. After his gaze returned to earth, he noticed the wolf that had bitten him.
"Hello, young one. I told you we'd be seeing each other again." Eragon narrowed his eyes at the wolf.
"Why did you bite me?" Eragon demanded.
"Ahh, straight to the point. I like that. You see, I am-was the last werewolf in Alagaësia. A werewolf can only pass on the blessing or curse, depending on how you see it- once, and when they do, they die. I have transferred the gift to you. You displayed signs of intelligence and courage. Most people would have panicked and wouldn't have seen what was right in front of them; all they'd see was a wolf looking to eat them. You are one of the few who see the truth. I believe you will change the fate of Alagaësia for the better, and I have been seeking release from that world for eons now.." the wolf trailed off.
"What do you mean, uh, werewolf? Is it like a werecat?" Eragon inquired.
"No-well, yes, but werewolves were much more powerful when we had others of our kind. Most people in Alagaësia nowadays haven't even heard of werewolves. We have been wiped from the face of history. All the races used to live in fear of us, in angering us, save the dragons, who considered us equals. Now, they scarcely think we exist. I had searched Alagaësia several times over in my lifetime, and I have concluded that I was the last werewolf, so I never had the chance to take a mate- I sincerely hope I was wrong and that I was not the last werewolf and that there is another one out there, for it is a lonely and solitary life to lead. But enough of my rambling. You have to grow your powers, grow comfortable in your body. When you have done that, you should aid the Varden in their struggles against King Galbatorix and the Empire. If you succeed in bringing the downfall of Galbatorix, our revenge as a race will be fulfilled. After that… you are free to live your life as you see fit. That is all we, the werewolves, ask of you, Eragon.
A/N: A short prologue, I know, but what prologue isn't? Besides, this is my first time writing and I should expect that it will be easier for me to make longer chapters with the more experience I garner.. anyways please do tell me the areas where I can improve my writing in a review, it would be much appreciated and would make my day/night.. To all of you readers (if I have any, lol), have a good day/night. *Edited on account of Shadowfuse's and Scarlett Barne's reviews. Thank you everyone for the feedback! [12/12/2017] **There is a poll on my profile asking your preferences on shorter chapters and quicker updates, or longer chapters and slower updates. Take your pick there, and let me know. Thanks!
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