The Unforeseen Riders Outside Alegasia's Borders!


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I do own the names of the dragons ALL OF WHICH ARE REAL NORWEGIAN NAMES Snorre, Gregers, Hjalte, Roald, Modgun (Which I know it doesn't sound like a girl's name you'd be surprised that it is)

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Note this takes place after the end of How to Train your Dragon, years later, in the Eragon book this takes place in Legacy of a Rider and Diamond Tomb

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Chapter 1: The Storms That Separates Us!


This is the ocean! Blue, large, monstrous wavy sea, that is large and treacherously far, not to mention never ending.

Oh and did I mention deadly in this ridiculous storm.

Could anyone believe that six dragons and their dragon riders all of whom were no younger than twenty would be traveling through constant storms trying to find their way home or someone to lead us their, after almost two months of being lost at sea. Let alone us being the teens that became the six future warriors of Berk and best Dragon Rider warriors.

And yes, I am Hiccup who three years ago was not ever recognized positively by my villagers. Then Toothless came into my life and everything changed from there. Toothless and I were the reasons generation of war ended because we proved best friends can be won if you don't threaten the dragons.

With his help, and my friends of the future generation of warriors, also referred to as the 'The Fabled teenage warriors and heroes' of our little Viking Norwegian Village of Berk, we managed to save the village and all the other dragons from inhalation by each other or by the giant dragon dinosaur.

It has been years since then.

Now we are all in our twenties, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut are still very much the same as before, Ruffnut and Fishlegs began to date about a year after the events of defeating that big nasty dragon the same day I lost part of my leg.

Fishlegs he's gotten quite muscular and is the dream guy of any girl in the village, the number one reason Ruffnut claimed him first, and they've been together ever since.

As for Snotlout, well he has never changed. He's still the arrogant self centered jerk that he was as a seventeen year old.

Astrid, she is just as fine and gorgeous as ever, me and her have not gone a day without being together. Although, like any couple we have our ups and downs, though I still have plans to propose and marry her.

That is if we can get ourselves out of this blasted storm, if that is ever going to happen. Let alone, I wish to propose to her when we're back at the village and home, but with us being hopelessly lost for seven long excruciating weeks, I don't think we will ever find our home again. Thus, I am planning on free styling this, and proposing when the time feels exactly right.

The six of us, have become the warriors of our village the main ones even with our young ages, along with our dragons.

Out of all the dragons and names in the village, that is besides the leaders and elders, our dragons names have become greatly well known. The twins Hideous Zipplebacks were named Snorre, meaning attack, being Tuffnut's dragon, and the twin dragon head and part of the body was named Gregers, meaning watchful and vigilant, being Ruffnut's dragon fitting his fast acting skills to electrically spark the gas his brother blew, and quick to attack.

Fishleg's dragon the Gronckle, has been named Hjalte, meaning a hero and brave giant, which absolutely fits him, both in size and his strength though being not the most graceful flying dragon, his bravery was so large that it seemed to equally fit his robust rider.

Snotlout's dragon, the Monstrous Nightmare, was named Roald, meaning fame and power ruler. His name and reasons for choosing Snot as a rider are quite comical to the town, some people now make jokes about his name calling someone whose self-centered or arrogant a Roald and Snot, seeing how both Snot and his dragon are self-centered and arrogant crowd pleasers.

My beautiful and unbelievable girlfriend who's an astonishing warrior Astrid, she named her lovely female Deadly Nadder, the same dragon who helped me save Toothless, and is now madly in love with him, dating, and matting with Toothless. Astrid named this beautiful gold yellow and neon blue dragon, Modgun, meaning brave in battle, which oddly fits the two of them the way they both dive into battle before the rest of us with a plan each time.

What none of us can explain is the fact that the six of us in particularly have found a strange connection to our dragons. Sometimes, I swear I can here Toothless's thoughts , even my friends seem to have the same weird connections, others swear they dream the same dreams or hear a voice of their dragons opinion to something.

Though we don't know anything now of what that connection is or how it came to be.

Our lives are about to in this hell storm; intertwine with an entirely different world far away from home. This twist of fates with the twelve of us dragon and rider to learn the actual history and length of such a connection we own, the reason I know this, is because I've had some strange dreams.

I have dreamt weird things these past two weeks, and they have kept me from staying or even going to sleep, because it never seems to end, there different but surrounds things of fantasy and nightmares. I seen the six of us each looking different in appearance standing boldly in the middle of a great war, I've seen a boy but never seen his figure with a amazingly blue dragon that's face I never could see. I saw horrendous creatures, a black smoked dragon, clashing of metal bellow. Other nights in the past fourteen days I have seen a battle on great planes, constant war, beings that should be dead but were still fighting and laughing while they still fought.

And the reason I feel our lives are about to twist with another lands fate, is because the harsher the storm became, the farther we traveled in the same direction we were traveling when storm clouds covered the sky. The more I feel that these dreams may become things to come. For now our hopes of finding home have dwindled and all we want is to find a civilization, that we may be able to form proper maps and research the placement of our village.

"Hiccup, how farther do you think we can go? We're not trying to discover a new land in this weather!" Yelled Fishlegs sarcastically in his tougher voice, showing how much strength and courage a few years could put on him. He gave a worried look to his girlfriend while her twin and her rode the heads of their Hideous Zippleback. Ruffnut's hair had grown longer and shown brighter like silk through the past few years, she was whipped soaking wet with the thick rain water, soaked like everyone from head to toe, yet showed no signs that she could and would not tough this out.

"Hang on! Let's see if we can go above the clouds I think that's land over there I can't explain how I know but I think I see it." Hiccup stated, he was now the leader of the young battle squad, and at the moment he was leading by hunches.

"Yeah I kinda see it too. What do you suppose it is anyways?" Tuffnut asked as he squinted his eyes.

"Dunno, but we're not getting there down here will be swept away again, and possibly dying before that!" Astrid yelled "Lets follow Hiccup and go up in the clouds see if we can find a break and a place to rest through this storm. I'm not sleeping under the stars in a storm we'll get sick if we do that."

"Fine" some of the guys huff though in the dark rainy lightning storm where the waves were furiously high it was hard to tell which guys said this and laughed at the idea of a girl being afraid to sleep in the rain.

Everyone's dragons yelled at the idea of getting out of the harsh storm rain, and before the young adults could direct their dragons, each of them swooped up into the sky, while their riders were slightly surprised and holding tightly on.

Then they speed up into the high altitude air, which even now no one could figure out how they could breathe in such a height through all the years. It seemed their senses had grown or increased in their capabilities since they received the friendship of their dragons.

They were up above the storm clouds, late at night, as the beautiful landscape of breathless white painted dark night blue clouds and the sea of heavens stars above lay as their traveling planes. Even if this was a common place to fly, the landscape blew them all away as much as the first flight to save their village had blown their minds in the beauty of the upper world.

The human teenage riders were exhausted after they arrived and settled their awed minds, up in the air since they were safe from the rough waters below.

It was several weeks since they last saw home, that same amount of weeks since they went flying during a trading trip to a large mass of land near their homeland. The first storm separated them from home and the ship, caught them and their dragons. It swept them all away and farther then they originally believed.

Since then, they were flying here and there, not finding anywhere that had any other inhabitants, or those that did host human inhabitants were small villages, whose anglers and travelers had left to trade and hunt the fish. Thus, no one had a clue exactly where the children needed to travel to find home. Most said they knew of a Viking village far north and over a couple days travel by boat. Some even knew what kind of things livid in such a village of their Berk, but all sadly stated that the children had found themselves somewhere that was too far to travel alone without escorts home. With the children not being exact sailors themselves, they knew after two weeks of searching that they were hopelessly too far, and now had to travel and find someone who could escort them back.

They all noted long ago they were lost, and now were just doing what they could to find home without a map or even any other face-to-face contact with people for a long period of time. This meant traveling every direction to find somewhere to land, or a boat that looked like there Viking boats.

These long travel nights and attempts to get out of the storms were tiring on there still young husky bodies. Although, each of them had their share of scary dreams that kept all of them traveling harder to escape sleep, before any of them knew it they each had drifted off to slumber, of good and nightmarish things feeling their still sleep. While their dragons comforted them and took control of the long flight ahead.

It was the early morning; the sun was riding beyond the clouds when each of the teens drowsily woke from the bright rising morning up in the high air.

Suddenly a sound in the dazzling white sea of puffy clouds caught their attention and echoed throughout their ears.

Fricai colm eom eko, fricais locas

"What was that?" Snotlout asked skeptical to what they just heard a man's voice that sounded in pain, cried out into their skulls echoing continuously.

Little did they know their dragons all heard it, however, it took the second time for their dragons to understand.

Friends come to me, friends land.

'That's old language, don't you guys remember learning it as dragon pups?" Toothless asked the dragons around him excited.

'Yeah but it's an old fish tale" Gregers stated in his usual obvious tone.

'Maybe it's not, you think the stories are real?" Modgun stated excited and preppy as always wanting an adventure and dying to land, since the storm had since cleared. Her blue scales that shown like the sea and sun yellow spikes begged for another adventure as she found thrill in being a hero.

'Let's see!" Toothless stated as he dives down ward and created a zinging sound as he dove and bombard down to the ground. While the others followed him making sure not to drop their riders.

"Whoa… Toothless what the heck are you doing."

"Auhhh!" is the sound with a great toothless smile his dragon makes, quiet happily rushing through the clouds as his friends and him tried to talk to their dragons and get them to slow down.

Blöthr!

The week voice echoed through all their minds again, as they freaked out but found their dragons about to slow down.

Suddenly they found they had come across a beautiful fielded grassy plain and hills, before what appeared to be a desert in the distance.

As they came closer to the top of a hill surrounded by smaller shrubs and trees that still expanded the place and made it well hidden. The figures of three humans a tall robust handsome black haired young adult around their age, an older middle aged man with a slight beard and brown hair which was long and shaped to his face, and a handsome boy somewhere around their age with curly dirty blond hair. Then what the Berk young adults eyes were mainly focused on during the rush of seconds to the ground was there sitting on the side a tall elegant blue dragon who's scales shown like the sky above the sea.

Equally, the six-young adults saw how amazed the three figures and dragon were when they began to land, their five dragons. These stranger looking people were equally looking at how strange the Berkatonians Norwegian attire was.

Suddenly with the swooshing sound of Toothless calming down, the figures stopped ducking, and watched as the five interesting dragons landed inches from the gowned.

The six young adults just sat on their dragons back in silence and shock, wide eyed at what they were seeing before them, while their dragons looked shocked but thrilled knowing there was an actual dragon of legends in front of them.

They were also excited that there was a handsome young man who they could instinctly figure out his father was a hated man and he was on the run from those who raised him the son of hated foresworn, a dragon rider who lost his dragon and was laying dying from strange creatures they did not know, then the young new legendary rider.

The moments were all spent in utter silence, as everyone was shocked, that is until the old elderly man spoke weekly.

"Awe I see the last of the dragons did not die with Morzans dragon."

"Wait this is good news right? This means the more we can help win this war against Gallbatorix?"

Brom laughs as he looks at the kid "No I'm afraid it's still the same I can tell their untrained and you still have much to learn their dragons haven't marked them yet, and they aren't from these lands, they have much to learn.

"So more dragons besides me do exists?" Saphira stated only to the three humans and six dragons before her, excitedly, while Toothless moved his head plates as if he found what she said peculiar.

Skulblaka, eka celöbra ono un malabra ono un onr Shur'tugal né haina. Atra nosu waíse fricai

Brom stated as he indicated with his uninjured arm to his chest in a bowing manor showing more with his head tilted.

"Wait what did he just say?" Fishlegs asked confused not recognizing the language.

"My these riders do have much to learn…. Brom the last great dragon riders informed your dragons that he honors them and brings you their riders no harm." While Murtagh said this each of the dragons indicated with the tilt of their heads and a bow like fashion, while many of the riders said "Whoa!"

Brom and Murtagh laughed "These dragons our only half dragons, they can't become their fullest until they mark their riders."

"Mark what in the world are you talking about?" Hiccup asked questioningly.

"Beg my pardon riders I've forgotten my manors seems my manors have slipped my old mind." He joked as he laughed.

"My name though I can't say I'll be around much longer for you to know me, is Brom, I am a former dragon rider, my dragon was killed in the great wars hundreds of years ago by Morzan one of the forsworn who turned on the dragon riders. My dragon died protecting me, I eventually killed Morzan. It is a pleasure to meet you Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Fishlegs Ingerman, Snotlout Jourgenson, Tuffnut and Ruffnut Thorston. And a great honor to meet you Toothless, Modgun, Hjalte, Roald, Gregers, and Snorre."

Again there dragons bowed as there riders were jaw dropped, "How in the world do you know our names?"

I know much more then that riders, for you will understand soon!

How is he doing that?

"Powers from being a dragon rider you receive when marked by your dragons. My name by the way is Murtagh, and that's all you need to know, I'm greatly against Gallbatorix and his wrath and travel the region fighting his men."

"Whoa so you're like a lone wolf of sorts." Tuffnut stated excited his long locks falling in front, while his face and his dragons face showed great intrigue and interest to a kid hisr age brave enough to travel such leagues alone.

"And I am Eragon Garrow from the Spin, Carvahall, I am a recent Dragon Rider, and this is my dragon Saphira. It's nice to meet you all." He indicated to his beautiful dragon which everyone was awe dropped at.

'It's a larger pleasure to know I am no longer alone' She gleefully smiles and states brightly.

"Whoa how is it she can talk?" Snotlout asked flabbergasted.

"Dragons are the smartest creatures known to man." Brom states with a groan of pain. "I will ask if your dragons know what to do they will have to bestow a mark that all dragons bestow when they finally find their rider they were born and supposed to hatch for. You six, will get killed in these lands…" he groaned further in pain, "If you don't those who killed me will kill you, just like Eragon having the egg reveal itself to him, you coming to these lands and having dragons will bring you in the war, I'm sorry, but there are great dangers here that won't allow for and easy leave."

Hiccup was the first one to slide off his dragon as he stated so bravely filled with wisdom, "I understand we have been lost for weeks and most likely are too far from home. This is the largest bits of land we have been on since we became lost. I'm afraid we go out there a storm will kill us before we find home."

"That most likely can happen in such young dragons. Please do you six know what to do?" He asked indicating to the five dragons in front of him.

Yes it's been taught to us but we believed them to be fables, we've been fighting for so long it's hard to know where legends we're once reality. Our survival at first mattered before knowing things only elder dragons believed in, but I could believe it since Hiccup and I touched…well there was something there like the old stories of dragon riders we were taught." Toothless answers

"Very well, I understand that though the elder dragons were wise to believe. Now please riders you should get off your dragons, there is something that will help you survive these lands."

Hiccup nods to his friends "It's ok I trust them, they'd have attacked us by now if they meant wrong, I trust them."

His friends grumbled and some crossed their arms but they all agreed and jumped off.

"Now face the head of your dragon."

"Wait you mean the way we got them to trust us?"

"So you each were chosen like a dragon rider is chosen by the hatching of the dragon egg, hmm interesting. I believe instincts lived in all of you on what to do!" Brom stated surprised but intrigued knowing there was the familiarity to the six dragons and six humans on what they were to accomplish. He scanned Hiccups mind and saw the wars like the olden days that the elves fought, he saw how he could have killed but was brave to set his dragon free. Then he saw the courage he had and the bond connection they formed when Toothless allowed him to touch his nose, he was the true dragon rider that started the dragon riders in another land, he was exactly like the elf Eragon and Toothless was like the original Saphira. "In a way if the dragons weren't hatched for someone then the dragon had in the old tales approached in such a way when elves made the original alliance some already hatched dragons created the dragon rider unity by doing the same thing the hatchlings did."

"What is he talking about?" Fishlegs asked looking more bewildered while Hiccup raised his shoulders unsure.

Each held their hands out like the time they first met their dragons, and all of a sudden a burst of light shot through their dragons nose and up their bodies. Burning the hands there hands and arms, before it finally subsided and strange swirled marking similar to a burn was along their hands or arms. Each was shocked as they watched what their dragons were doing to them, it was so much that they were stiff as a rock.

While this was happening, Brom brought the attention of the small group back to him. "Murtagh keep Eragon out of trouble, and I'm sorry I can't be around for you Eragon stay out of trouble. I'm am pleased that I was able to see more dragon riders before I left, even if this was not meant to be, it has become part of your journey you must help be their teachers. I'm counting on you Saphira to keep them all under control and you too Eragon, there dragons will go through great changes since they have released the magic they always had. I'm proud of you Eragon and always remember that, make everyone proud you're destined for greatness."

The three sat there and sulked while their friend and true hero began to pass away from the world of the living and into the morning bright new day sky. Murtagh walked over to a tree near the new riders while his foot leaned on the tree, allowing Brom and Eragon their last moments alone.

"Now where was I?" Brom asked with painful grown escaped his body.

"Well… I asked about you being a Rider, you explained a bit of that several moments ago, but please can you say more."

Brom laughed and nodded his head weakly as he laid against a tree outside the cave, he had made sure he was brought out here as soon as he felt the other dragons presence.

Brom flickered a painful smile along his face. "Indeed Dragon Rider I did, but that's not all." He stated as he clamped weekly his good arm on Eragon's shoulder.

"You see, once upon a time that was true, I was a rider…but no more as I have explained. When I was young…younger than you are now, I was chosen… chosen by the Riders to join their ranks. While they trained me, I became friends with another apprentice… Morzan, before he was a Forsworn."

This caused the young gorgeous blond Eragon to gasp, while in the background the sounds of the pain of the jets of light passing through the other riders body due to Brisinger was heard. Eragon gasped at the fact that this was over a hundred years ago, and although Brom said something similar in his story he explained to the large group, Eragon never thought of soaking the information in and he felt dumb to not have done this.

Brom winced in pain before continuing. "But then he betrayed us to Gallbatorix… and in the fighting at Doru Araeba— Vroengard's city— my young dragon was killed. Her name….was Saphira"

Eragon was a bit angry yet could not show it to the man who was the last thing of home he had left. "Why didn't you tell me this before?"

This equally caused Brom to laugh and it brought a smile across the hard face of Murtagh in such a sweet way a girl would scream out of his handsome smile. "Because… there was no need to." He stopped. His breathing was labored; his hands were clenched. "I am old, Eragon…so old. Though my dragon was killed, my life has been longer than most. You don't know what it is to reach my age, look back, and realize that you don't remember much of it; then to look forward and know that many years still lie ahead of you…. After all this time I still grieve for my Saphira… and hate Gallbatorix for what he tore from me." His feverish eyes drilled into Eragon as he stated so fiercely it was like a child receiving the scolding of a lifetime and knowing the punishment was far from over. "Don't let that happen to you. Don't! Guard Saphira with your life, for without her it's hardly worth living. Though I suspect the new riders know this already, you still need to teach them, tell them my story like I have just told you the full version I have told, telll them the importance of keeping their dragons alive."

He hissed in pain and sighed "I can tell the one who was first to get off his dragon Toothless, well he is the groups leader, but I can tell that he may know this from the start. Not only that but his dragon knows exactly what would happen if his rider fell in that firer and died, although his foot broke off, they both know the fact that they'd die in one way or another if the other passed."

Eragon stared shocked as water began in his eyes and his face quivered, while his voice shook. "You…You shouldn't talk like this. Nothing's going to happen to her, to them, I promise you and am sure of that." He stated extremely worried for his mentor.

Brom turned his head to the side as he silently grunted from pain in the cool morning dewy ground. "Perhaps I am rambling." His gaze passed blindly for the tenth time since he woke up, over in Murtagh's direction. "Eragon! I cannot last much longer. This… this is a grievous wound; it saps my strength. I have not the energy to fight it… Before I go, will you take my blessing?"

As Eragon's eyes began to tear, he stated "Everything will be all right. You don't have to do this."

Brom looked quite bright in the sun's morning rays. "It's the way of things… I must. Will you take my blessing?" Eragon bowed his head and nodded, overcome. Brom placed a trembling hand on his brow. "Then I give it to you. May the coming years bring you great happiness." He motioned for Eragon to bend closer. Very quietly, he whispered seven words from the ancient language, then even more softly told him what they meant.

"That is all I can give you…. Use them only in great need."

Brom blindly turned his eyes to the beautiful heavenly morning sky that was more beautiful than any other day he could currently remember on this journey. "And now," he murmured, "for the greatest adventure of all…"

Weeping like there was no tomorrow, Eragon held his hand, comforting him as a best he could. His watch of him was all he did in the next few minutes of the rising sun to the mid morning. Yet it was unwavering and steadfast. As the long few morning minutes turn to the lighting of full sun with no mountains or landscape hiding it from view, a gray pallor crept over Brom, and his eyes slowly dimmed. His hands grew icy; the air around him took on an evil humor. Powerless to help, Eragon could only watch as the Ra'zac's wound took its toll.

The following ten minutes were young and the shadows long when Brom suddenly stiffened. Eragon called his name and cried in deep sorful tears, while crying for Murtagh's help, but all they could do was nothing. As a barren silence dampened the air, Brom locked his eyes with Eragon's. Then contentment spread across the old man's face, and a whisper of breath escaped his lips. And so it was that Brom storyteller and Eragon's hero died.

During the exact moment Brom's last breaths and last essence of his being left the Earth, the group of six teens fainted from the light as there dragons moved them deep into the long dark cave to the other end of the cave where the new acquaintances were not camping and cuddled with their own Riders. Gently falling asleep in the bright early morning keeping their now true riders safe from harm.

"We should move soon as they wake." Murtagh stated while Eragon was doing the hardest thing he ever had to do and closed the man's eyes.

Eragon was so distraught with tears that he haltingly stated "We have to bury him!" almost as if it was an order to the boy who could very much become a friend.

"What if we're seen, with six other riders and dragons there's no telling who can see us. Even if it was us we still are running the ris…"

Eragon growled "Does it look like I care? He's a good friend and last thing I had to family, I don't care if we are seen he disserves to be buried like the good man he was."

Murtagh huffed, rolling his eyes and blowing the hair out of his face, he grabbed the warriors shield and sword and went over to the body to help the young sixteen year old carry his teacher and friend, as they made their way to the top of the hill the cave was on.

Eragon raised his hand looking at the clearing of rock around lovely lushes grass and flowers.

"Moi stenr!" He states as the rock begins to make a six-foot gap underground, almost sinking away as if it turned into water and drifted away, then drying like wet clay to hard shaped clay.

As Saphira helped the human rogue fighter, and her rider gather sandstones for the complete burial of the great man, she could not help but let many tears fall from missing the old man who made her laugh.

Finally, as the final tribute Eragon formed a second stone with magic, it rose like a flower growing in only seconds then becoming a grave like stone, then finally inscribes with a similar source of magic on this new stone his last tribute to the man who was his role model and hero.

Here Lies Brom

Who was a Dragon Rider

And like a father

To me,

May his name live on in glory.

For the rest of the day, Eragon mostly refused to move; he only sat and looked at the gravestone of his old town's story teller.

It was not until sunset of that night, that the sky was glazed sherbet colorly haze, and Murtagh came to lean against a large rock.

"You know those six are still asleep I don't think will see them up till morning"

Eragon never answered, only allowed the sound of sobs to express the mourning mood he was currently in.

"I'm dreadfully sorry Eragon, but there is nothing a human could do to save him, I'm sure he wouldn't want you to continuously sulk him like this."

"I…I can't believe he's gone…. Forever." He stated to Saphira in their bond before breaking his sobs and saying to Murtagh "I can't believe that forever…. He is gone from my life."

Murtagh huffed and said in a mellow caring tone. "He may be gone but he will always be with you no matter what, loss is hard but you have to remember their not feeling any pain anymore, and are most likely happy." He tried to give a small smile knowing it was not his best, it still hurt to think his mother he barely knew was completely gone.

Eragon grabbed Saphira's neck, as she sat right next to him. While they hugged, she snaked her head around to the tomb and touched it with her nose right as the last bits of sun, disappeared to the east of the mountains sides. Her sides vibrated as a low humming filled the air.

Suddenly the sandstone around her nose touched glimmered like the sparkly lakes or rivers of the mountains. This glimmer spread out throughout the entire sandstone, and began to morph into a clear crystal glass like case. This stone continued to change until every bit glittered in brilliant colors, then Saphira gave a satisfied snort and she nodded her head with a wide smile of satisfaction at her sculpture like an artist's stare at their Mona Lisa.

What amazed Eragon, but did not surprise Murtagh was the vault before them that showed the untouched dead Brom like they saw hours ago when he died, looking like a sleeping beauty in a forever slumber. It was stranger that this man was like Snow White, and seemed to also be asleep instead of dead.

That is when Eragon skeptically asked his amazing dragon with his jaw dropped in his crossed legged position. "What did you do?"

Saphira answered with a joyful snort to the air of proud artistic attitude to the object she created.

I gave him the only gift I could. Now time will not ravage him. He can rest in peace for eternity.

'Thank You!' Eragon greatly stated in appreciation for his understanding dragon. Eragon put his hand on her side as he staggered to get up for his lack of nutrition, the two left to return to the cave, eat their supper and sleep. While Murtagh followed close behind giving them space but smiling for his new friendship, even if he was sorry for the events of whom he was and what had accrued, he found two good friends that he could always turn to.

As the three walked together after a few yards, Eragon decided what their planes were from this point, or at least the next few days.

"We shall camp here tonight and set foot tomorrow or two days from now as soon as we can get the group set for the tip."

Saphira nodded as she followed Murtagh to the cave they had thought about taking the night in after stopping here. The other dragons, had found places far enough away from everyone else and were able to give the acquaintances their privacy during a touchy day.


It was Ruffnut's, who woke first out of any of the group. The first thing she did is she grew wide-eyed, as she saw over night her dragon Gregers split from his brother and was now his own individual being.

"Om my gosh Gregers, your…your…you are your own dragon!" this startled Gregers awake though to him it was no surprise he remember the stories quiet well and figured such things would happen, it took him a moment before he smirked and chuckled at his girl.

So I have my friend, so I have little one. His nose nuzzled her side as she was wide eyed but laughed at his kind gesture he used to do to help her feel better when she needed comfort, this allowed a small laugh to obtrude her lips as she held his nose to make sure it was him.

It was then as she touch his nose that her eyes grew wide again and skeptical as a woven vine like scar went along her hand. As her eyes followed the mark she found it traveled all along her body. Before she fainted she knew she had this mark though never had she gone to examine it, and see how much it seemed like a birthmark, and glistened like sparkles were on it.

Then her mind raped around the laughing she was hearing from her quite smug dragon, this brought her surprise emotions to a intrigued by the sudden kind smug voice her mind heard.

"What! You talk?" After a while, she surprisingly and happily stated, while rubbing his nose in joy as her dragon huffed great gusts of air moving her hair and smiled to comfort back nuzzling her neck.

I always have, it just was that you never could hear or understand me.

Ruff grew excited and jumped up and girlishly hugged her dragon's neck in tears, who she had always wished to speak to and now could. She now had someone who could understand her when her twin blew her over the edge and got on her last nerve.

This woke her brother up who almost threw hit her head with a rock he threw at her, thinking it was a pillow, missing her by inches as she looked angered at his sleeping figure, pouting with her lips.

"Ugh don't wake everyone go to sleep, what's gotcha all girlishly excited."

"Look what you were about to hit with that Jerk." She runs and hits him before walking back to Gregers excited for what happened re-continuing her hug with her best friend who she could finally have a conversation with.

Tuff also heard some laughing and he felt the nudge from his dragon, realizing he was hearing the deep manly laughing in his head, and from his dragon's throat.

You know brother and I are our own dragons now

"Ugh wake me in the mor…" he paused suddenly he realized what he just heard and bolted up "No freaking way."

"I know it's cool right?" his sister asked thrilled at what had occurred with her arms crossed leaning against her dragon, as they both held a smug smile at their twin siblings.

That's when Tuff looked down at his hand and jumped a few inches back as he crawled, for the opposite arm of his sister, had the exact same marking, his left hand was left with a glittering scar like birth mark.

"You mean?" His jaw was open as his head slowly turned to his own dragon shockingly surprised.

"Yeah we can talk to them and everything." His sister stated, Snorre liked his Rider and bests friends expression of his shocked banter, and he playfully laughed.

"Ok I believe it I'm thrilled about this now." Tuff answered with a great large smile, while his dragon made a smug pleased smile, while the light in the cave danced in his large eyes.

Everyone else woke up to their dragons speaking to them.

The funniest was Snot, when he was sleeping in his deep dreams, not finding it strange that him and his arrogant attention seeking dragon were both dreaming of being surrounded by proportionally dazzling women whether human or dragon. Nevertheless, Roald was the first to wake, as he lifted his curled head from covering his toughly robust built Rider.

Only for this dragon to get an evil little smirk on his face as he had a twinkle in his eyes, and the look of child down to the boy curled up like a ball under him

Hmm I've always wanted to try something.

"Don't' you dare, I heard what you said!" Came the curled up black haired human under him.

His dragon grunted and laid his head down. "Great you ruined the fun." He complained, as he looked disappointed while Snot moved a little.

Why aren't you freaking out? He asked watching the others wake and have their humans being shocked he wanted some comedy with his human, something he could joke and bug him about.

You're like me I've known that since day one, I'd do the same if I could… But it's like having a best friend I've lived my whole life with.

Roald laughs as his long toothed nose gently nuzzles his Rider. Snotlout sat up stretching and yawning loudly as he leaned against his large orange and yellow dragon's body.

Well and secretly, I don't know about the others but even when we fought against each other. I felt like I knew you and understood you, I mean I feel since the day we first became friends, and dragon and dragon rider...well I could swear I had dreams with you, and heard your thoughts, and voice way in the past, more than once.

"Same for me." Roald laughed with a smirk on his long snout.

Hey you know how you were going to put your body on fire for a quick bit as a prank to wake me…well what if we play a joke in a few days on everyone else?" Snot winked as he leaned against his dragons belly smugly, his head nuzzled close to him as he also had a smug look then seconds later winked back.

Now that will be fun

Indeed, I'm happier I have someone I can plan pranks with this will be a great friendship, even without pranking I feel close to you.

"Have you noticed anything about your hand?"

"Yeah…well sort…" It was then that he truly analyzed his hand "Whoa!" he stated, both the front and back of his right hand was covered in a swirling glitering scar, that had flame looking shadow marks around it. He gasped as his dragon laughed.

"At least I can bug you on your look when you saw that!" He teased as he received a light pound on his rib, in a way that was not to hurt him, while his Rider Snot had a great smirk.

"You can and I know you will but I just as well can get dirt on you."
Your on! His dragon said as the two laughed deeply at their joking ways

"Ok good one, this is going to be one fabulous friendship."

"You said it!" The dragon agreed.

Fishlegs and his rounder dragon Hjalte, who over night seemed to have grown larger wingspan and longer body, also cuddled close together, that is until Hjalte let out gas that was worst then someone eating a gallon of beans.

"Ugh Hjalte, do you have to do that now!" Fishlegs encouragingly laughs as this is part of his childish boy self that girls could never get the reasons guys liked such inappropriate things showed. One reason Ruffnut's actually liked him was because he was not afraid to show that disgusting guy self that she was madly in love with.

Deep laughing was heard as a snort comes from the longer nose of his Gronckle. "Sorry but I'd be lying if I said I didn't mean to do that!"

"Good one!" Fish stated as he rolled on his side, then suddenly bursted up to his feet, he was standing noticing the changes in his dragon in complete shock. The memory of the burning sensation and bright lights burned through his skull, and his attention went back to his right large hand which had a large circular sparkling mark with a long balled tale, and then the on the palm of his hand was there a long large dragon looking head sparkling mark. "Remarkable!" he laughed in such an awed way not being able to take his eyes off this marking that made him feel he had more studding to do on dragons, finding his learning curve expanded to the great beyond he never thought existed.

Hjalte yawned and stretched his larger wings as he was waking his body up, when Fishlegs was almost knocked over. It was when he stumbled that the impressed young robust adult became stiff in new amazement and looked up jaw dropped with some drool hanging from his mouth, at his larger dragon.

"HOLY CRAP! Hjalte is that you?" Fishlegs asked bewildered unsure if he could believe this dragon was his round plump usual dragon. Instead of his short tail that weighed him down, his body grew a length of the other dragons about fifteen feet, his tail was about seven feet longer with the same large ball on the end, his body was still big but looked fitter and slimmer. His snout was longer then the bull dog snout he owned before and more like a pit, and his wings were each eleven feet long.

His Gronckle chuckled again, "Yeah it's me, I can prove it by telling you where I took Ruffnut and you a few months ago that you did not want her brother or the villagers knowing or discovering about the two of you.

"Ok I believe you… Whoa…that's about ten feet long wings, your tails three times its past size, your…your snout is different longer… Wow you look so…so different buddy."

"Hey it's like you losing all your excess weight, I finally had my time to." He laughed as he also nuzzled his Rider as his neck had grown to be similar to the others allowing him the ability to reach back and nuzzle his rider if he wished. "Welcome to the Rider world Fishy… You won't' believe what the legends say happen to Riders and their dragons."

"Yeah name one." His Rider smirked giving the 'Try me' look.

"Well my personal favorite you live long, an extremely long life."

"Whoa now that is cool.

"Yeah it is..but there's a lot more to it than that, and I can't remember it all."

Astrid almost screamed as her female dragon spoke to her "Hey Astrid I finally can talk with you… honey come-on wake up."

"Uh un.." she sounded as she tried to wake up "Ten more minutes mom." She stated hugging her dragon's tail thinking it was her pillow.

"Mom! MOM! Do I sound like your mother too you? A furious females voice sounded.

Astrid bolted up, she knew that voice it filled her dreams the past few nights and last night it felt like she was dreaming along with her dragon.

"Modgun!"

"The one and only!" she laughed as her stunned girl and the white blonde haired girl tumbled backwardsbefore she got up and she stroked her dragons rib scales. She realized she was hearing her yellow, blue sea colored and golden feathered spiked dragon speaking to her telepathically.

"Moddy!" she screamed as she hugged her neck, not believing what was happening, though she took it better than the others, shock barley filled her and she was thrilled more than the rest that this was actually happening. This was also because she could easily adapt to change like when Hiccup introduced her to Toothless.

It was stranger that since she met her dragon they had just as strong of a connection similar to Toothless and Hiccup, they maneuvered the first battle better than the others and seemed to feel each other's emotions on a daily bases, it started slowly but since the first year was extremely strong. Astrid knew besides the past few nights, she heard this voice before, she remembered the day her dragon truly met her she heard a welcomed hello and warm voice of the only female dragon of the group.

She yawned and brought her hands behind her back before something caught her eyes on both hands and she gasped out of amazement. "OH MY WORD!" She screamed as she saw to dragon looking markings on her palm side fingers, the middle of her palm then a little past her wrists, on both of her hands. They gleamed, yet they held utter amazement, and she now knew what the harsh pain came from. As she quite remembered the feeling that her wrist vessels had been slit deep and that she was dying, for this shining mark seemed to almost be connected to them like it was skin and always had been there. She sat silent as she examined the injury or marks trying to figure out what they were and why there was no indent or ache from them.

Her dragon Modgun laid their with her head breathing her Riders amazing blonde hair out of her face, as she stayed close for comfort at the staggered girl

Hiccup felt warm and comfortable under the wing of his dragon who loved to keep him safe that way, it was strange that his girlfriend and him both had connections with their dragons like they were already bonded, and in a way they had been just not a full Brisinger.

As he stretched, only to examined the skin from his palm all the way to his elbows on both arms. Like Astrid he had put on hand on his dragons nose, however the other he put on his dragons cheek as instinctly he was rubbing his dragon comfortingly. Similarly, to his girlfriend, he had been feeling as if both arms were taken off and he was suddenly dying. Out of any of the group, he was the one to faint first out of shock.

Hiccup saw Toothless watching him with his usual sounds that were similar to a lion and a birds clicking sounds. "Hey Toothless how was your night and sleep?" He asked with a big yawn as his fake leg stretched out.

He gently sat up resting against Tooth's leg as he looked with questionably negotiable emotions on his face, for they continued to change but showed the water and glisten in his eyes. He looked like he was reading a book or words on his arms as he rolled his sleeves up and continued to go back and forth with his eyes.

Now as he examined the markings of dragons twisting their bodies from his palm side fingers all the way to elbows, sparkling like the sun-touched waters, with nothing to indicate they were nothing else but skin, a marking that had always been there. He felt like he had tattooed himself, and chuckled thinking if he found a way to get his friends and him home, his dad would kill him thinking he got tattoos.

Little did he see his content Night Fury watching him intrigued and slightly chuckling at his amazements of such astounding markings. Toothless was more proud that his rider received amazing markings. For he was an amazing human who disserved such incredible marks bestowed incredible ones, even if the markings size or look did not matter in the making of a Rider, it did in his views, he wanted the boy he loved like a brother to have the best he could do as did all the other dragons in the room.

Finally, as Toothless's gorgeous brown eyes glistened with happiness and he began chuckling out loud quite happy he finally choose to speak."Waiting for you to get up so I could finally speak to you after all this time" Hiccup looked up slightly stunned with a slight jump at what he just heard. Something he noticed was also different about the black shining dragon in front of him, he thought he was longer and had a slightly longer neck, however he could not be sure and decided to keep quiet about that and keep his thoughts amazed on what he just heard. Although, he did see his dragon smirk and nod his head when he thought about the differences.

"Wow! Uh did you just speak?"

"Mentally yes, we can't speak like you can with our mouths."

"OH….Wow that is really totally cool, Toothy!" he smiled wide as toothless showed his toothless grin and looked extremely excited and happy. Hiccup swung his head to move the red locks that fell in his face back so he would not miss a moment of this amazing instance.

"I see you all have gotten up, we are about to head out soon we're thinking the afternoon, but this morning will be spent explaining everything to you." Saphira announced as she watched the dragons and their riders the with the two young adults of Murtagh the rebel rogue and Eragon the rider.

Hiccup only blew the locks out of his hair as he wondered what had happened back home since seven weeks ago when they were swept away.

His lip trembled as he thought of his father, for he knew he would refuse to believe them as dead, he knew if they did not return home by the next month or so, his father would mentally give in to reality and be filled in depression.

After all, his father sulked and seemed like a stiff ghost when his mother caught the Fever, and died during the first phase of labor, when Hiccup was five, giving birth to what would have been his sister if she did not get trapped in the womb and die as well. It was him who helped his father out of his desperate tearful depression, yet who was their to comfort him now. Even if after her death they became distant, he still was the reason that his father came out of sulking to raise him, and he knew it.

Somehow in his heart he knew his father was already sulking, he felt that leagues away his father was sitting a dark cabin the fire burning, while he sits in his seat and watches the flames closely.

His father took it hard when he almost died in the war against the giant dragon, he hated to know how hard he would take it.

Hiccup felt it strange as he felt the hurt Toothless felt knowing what he was thinking or pained about thinking of leaving somewhere. Yet in a strange way this made his glumness feel better.

"Dad don't give up, I'm still alive, don't do anything stupid. You nor Gobber both, don't think that any of us are dead, please don't give up hope…Please!" He pleaded while tears flooded his eyes.

Toothless I swear that I'll find a way for them to somehow find home…Even…even if it means I won't be able to go back.

I'll be right there with you through thick and thin.

Thanks Toothless I knew I can always relay on you.

Toothless lovingly rubbed his check against Hiccups as he still let some tears flood his face. Don't worry there strong and they know your twice as strong as them even if you don't look it. Will find a way back, you should not worry about that.

What if no one wants to go back when all is said and done?

Well we'll just have to see when that time comes don't we? Toothless smiled with his pure chirping sound as he comfortingly stared at him with that smile that still had its affect to make him happy and able to laugh.


DA DA DA

So sad I know, don't worry you'll see more of what happened in flashbacks, especially this coming chapter.

SO what will happen with the group? If you know the book you know Eragon should have the dream that sends him to rescue the Elf Princess. SO there is an exciting chapter coming up.

Next chapter, I will inform you that we'll see Stoick and Gobber's journey to find the kids and especially Hiccup. Also Eragon has the dream and puts his flight in action… But how will he do that with two new true riders?

Well I hope you enjoyed… I added pieces to the waking up scene for comedy it was two of a serious tone originally so I went back before posting this. I hope you think its comical that's what it's supposed to be in that piece of the chapter.

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