I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!!
Eragon's Pov
Our blades clashed as we each slowly diminished our wards, I had the Help of the Eldunari I was able to gather in The Rock of Kuthian. While he had the ones he Enslaved. Then he spoke with a tongue of a snake.
"Join, me Rider and we shall Rebuild the Glory of the rider's and we shall finally have peace."
"Never, I shall never join you, Galbatorix! I said rejecting his offer.
"Shame that you won't... I guess then I'll just have to force you. He stated and sent a very powerful spike to my barrier's nearly breaking them. Then out of Nowhere an arrow shot out of the distance, shattered Galbatorix's wards and imbued itself in his side. I quickly recovered from the assault, not regarding the safety of myself I quickly forced him back with my mind and forced Brisingr into his black heart.
He looked down to see my blade through his chest, then turned to see Shurkin on the ground, lifeless. He then lifted his blade and drove it through my chest hoping to kill me. I felt his blade slip into my chest. I felt the world turning. With his dying breath he said,
"If I cannot live to see the day of the Rebirth of Dragons then there won't be a rebirth of Dragon Riders
then there won't be one." He started laughing hysterically then died.
"Eragon," I heard Saphira say in my mind. She was dieing as well, I then looked for out link and Severed the bond we had with a spell, I then reached my mind to hers and felt she was living well. I smiled. Eragon, please don't go, I don't think I can live without you. I heard Saphira say. I laid a hand on her snout and asked, "Saphira, you are the last female dragon left in this world, you are needed to rebuild you race. You, Thorn, and the last one inside the egg must rebuild the rider's.
Eragon, I don't want to do it without you, I need you, My Rider... She said with a mournful tone.
Saphira, please, do it for me. This is my dieing wish that you will rebuild the Rider's. Do it for me... I explained. I coughed as my blood started to drown my left lung.
I rubbed Saphira's snout and Hoped she would accept.
For you. My Rider... She said in the Ancient Language.
I smiled and whispered, Thank You, Saphira.
"ERAGON!" I heard for a Voice with a sweet songbird and the whisper of grass.
Arya... I mouthed and turned and saw her standing there, with hurt stuck over her face...