Moon: So this is my first Inheritance Cycle Fic and I hope that everyone likes it. Please let me know what you think at the end by hitting the review button the first chapter will be up shortly.
The Bonded Ones Prologue
Eragon walked into the middle of a group of Urgals that sat around Angela, who was about to start telling a story. The witch nodded to Eragon as he sat down. "Alright, now this story is all, but forgotten by everyone in this world except for a bare few. This story is about the Bonded Ones, the people of the dragon," Angela stated as she placed her hands in her lap.
Eragon was confused; this story was one that was only referenced loosely in the books that he had read in Ellesmera. He did not know the whole of it though, because no one would explain it to him. "Angela, what do you mean the Bonded Ones?" He asked the confusion that he felt obvious in his voice.
Angela sighed. She had hoped that someone would tell Eragon this story, but the Elves were set in their ways and the only other person that was still alive that knew the story in full was so deep in mourning that he would speak to no one. "Let me start the story, Shadeslayer and all your questions will be answered therein." Angela paused a moment, as though gathering her thoughts. "Now where was I...AH! Now the Bonded were an odd people, they were beautiful and intelligent. They also lived among the dragons long before the elves even arrived. The way to recognize them was easy seeing as their hair was always the same color as a dragon's scales. The Bonded became the term for their people soon after the Riders came to power seeing as every rider had a Bonded to guide them. Many times the two fell in love, it was not unheard of for a rider to wed their dragon's bonded. There almost many other secrets that the Bonded held too. They were the ones that taught the Elves the ways of this land, in a way that made the elves uncomfortable. It is said that there are still Bonded out there though few in number due to fact that the life force of the Bonded is tied to the life force of the dragon whose scale color they bare." If anything after hearing this Eragon was even more confused. So far the story hadn't cleared anything for him. Angela continued however not giving him a chance to ask any questions. "The only known bonded was a woman with golden hair and enchanting green eyes, but she disappeared about seventeen years ago. She said something to the elves about guarding the ones to come, that they would be the ones to find the place where the Riders would rise again." Eragon blinked. How could that be true he was supposed to find that place. He wasn't even supposed to return after he left Alegsia.
He was so lost in this sense that he didn't even realize that everyone had started to leave the small campfire. Somehow the small nuisances that were underlying this tale did not seem to reach into Eragon's befulied mind. The most important part of the story was the one that escaped him. There were still some of the people that Angela had spoken about around, what he didn't grasp was that they were part of his future...and his past.