Disclaimer: I don't own Eragon or any of the other characters in this story. All I own is the plot.
Author's Note: I have noticed that a lot of my stories have grown less interesting over time. From this point on, I'm going to focus more on the writing and spend more time on the content, hence the title, "Reborn"
Reborn
Chapter 1: Helgrind
"Eragon, you promised that we would leave for Helgrind tomorrow!" Roran called to the blue rider who was relaxing in the shade made by Saphira's wing just outside King Orrin's castle.
Eragon looked up from his slumber and fixed his eyes on his cousin. It was approaching twilight and Roran's face was obscured by the sun's rays as it was beginning to disappear behind the mountains. "I intend to keep that promise, cousin. You have no idea how long it took me to get Nasuada to give me permission to leave."
"Yeah well, she could be being tortured at this very moment and time is of the essence!" With that, Roran turned and left the two alone in the growing darkness.
Saphira, when this war is over, where will we go? Eragon asked, looking up at the sapphire blue dragon's head which was positioned just above his.
The dragoness lowered her wing and laid her head down next to his lap and peered up at him, seemingly lost for an answer. I don't know, little one. Is there any place in particular where you would want to spend the rest of your life?
Well, I would like to go back to Carvahall. Roran told me that it is in bad shape and is in need in of repair. Eragon said, resting his head in his hands.
Very well, but I need to fulfill my promise as well.
Eragon suddenly remembered his dragon's promise to the dwarves. She had to repair the star sapphire, not an easy task.
Eragon, get some rest, you'll need it. Saphira said after a few minutes in her motherly voice.
The exhausted rider didn't argue and leaned up against Saphira's side and closed his eyes.
The blue dragoness made a humming sound and what looked like a smile formed at the very tips of her mouth. Before too long, Eragon fell asleep along with Saphira.
Temple of the gods:
Several figures were positioned around a large, circular table high above the clouds looking down at Alagaesia from the top of a large mountain. They were deep in conversation about the future of the dragon race.
"Are you quite sure that the sapphire blue will not mate with one of the other four dragons?" A tall, menacing looking deity said as he looked across the table at another god.
"Yes, I peered into the future and there are countless possibilities that the young female can take, none of which lead to mating with one of the others. If something is not done, the dragon race will die out." The equally menacing god boomed.
"Well then," A blue haired goddess said, looking at the others around her, "We need another dragon. You know that it is possible to transform one human or elf into a dragon in case of an emergency. The dragons made it quite clear that we may only do it once though. We need to find the one that will most likely mate with the female."
At this the room grew silent. The first, bearded god got to his feet and stared at the goddess. "Do you know of the man of whom the dragoness will mate?"
"I believe so. If you wish, I shall be off at once to start the transformation. It will take several weeks for the boy to completely become a dragon."
"It is the only chance we have. Be off at once."
Several hours later:
It was nearing midnight and Eragon showed no signs of awakening. Neither he nor Saphira had any idea about what was going to happen.
Athena slowly approached the pair, as to not awake either of them. "I am not sure if you will consider this a blessing or a curse, young one."
Very carefully, the goddess touched Eragon on the forehead and was pleased that he didn't notice. As soon as the deed was done, she vanished into thin air.
Morning:
Eragon slowly opened his eyes to find himself still leaning against Saphira. He smiled, for some reason he had a strange feeling about her. It was if he saw her differently. Then he saw it. Where usually there was nothing, a long, scaly, black tail protruding from his body.
Author's Note: Well, how was it? Any suggestions? Flames will be ignored but constructive criticism is read and considered. PLEASE REVIEW!!