A/N: (Hello! I am Writing Fairy and this is my fourth fanfic. I'm a big Eragon fan and cannot wait for the next book! So, instead of going insane, I've decided to try and quench my thirst for the book by writing a fanfic. Hopefully this will help. I've written two for POTC and one for Harry Potter and never got many reviews or much feed back. I'm hoping I get a bit more with this one! Please read and review! Thank you for taking time out of your day to read this! Laterz, -Writing Fairy-)

Chapter 1, Living Through This

Raeliesha patted Briam's snout as he patted his feet impatiently amongst the soft ground. Briam snorted, fire swirling out of his nose in anger. Raeliesha jammed his head down so his snout was parallel to the ground, scowling.

"You know better. If one of these trees catches fire you could burn the whole forest down." She chastised the lush green dragon.

He snorted, Why are we here? This is pointless!

"You dragons need to learn the meaning of the word 'patience'." Raeliesha commented dryly. "You're all hot heads, every one of you."

Briam shifted agitated. Only Raeliesha was allowed to say something like that to him. If anyone else said it they'd've been fried to a crisp before the sentence was finished. But he couldn't fry her. It'd kill him, not only physically, but mentally as well. He'd never say it, but he'd do anything for that young wildfire. Would you mind telling me what we're waiting for at least! He asked, leaning down to gaze at her out of his large forest colored eyes.

She stared back with her own peculiar violet ones. "Just trust me, alright B?" Her gaze immediately trained back to the wide enclosure where he knew that other Rider and his dragon was, so Briam looked too. Eragon? Was that his name? If it was that was the Rider. The dragon's name...another dragon! He had tried so hard to conceal his excitement from his own Rider but it was hard. Saphira. What a beautiful name. She was a beautiful color...such a compliment to his own...

Raeliesha smirked and he snorted, What!

"Saphira, Saphira, Saphira! That's all I'm hearing my dear friend. You say her name anymore and I'd say you're obsessed." Raeliesha mocked playfully.

Briam nudged her and she flashed a grin as she dodged just in time to keep her balance. But she couldn't really blame him. She wanted to meet that Rider just as bad as he wanted to meet his dragon. Another Rider. The thought made her giddy. She hissed as she thought of the other Rider. Galbatorix. He had brought her and Briam together so she felt like she owed him something but she despised everything he did and stood for. The thing that she had needed more than anything else was a good Rider. Another Rider. It would mean she could stop hiding. She and this Rider, Eragon, could band together against the tyrant and they'd be safe. Maybe even save Murtagh along the way. She and Briam had somehow managed to stay neutral throughout this entire conflict but Raeliesha was unsure if she wanted to be so indecisive anymore. Eragon and Saphira were fighting tooth and nail for something better. Isn't that what she wanted too? Rider and dragon had watched the entire preceding battle from their hiding spot along the forest, behind The Varden's camp. Galbatorix had certainly sunk low indeed. She knew he wasn't much for leaving his palace of imprisonment, as she had so often called it, but sending a green Rider? One with supposed less experience than the one they were up against? That seemed highly foolish. Yet Murtagh had held his own fairly well. But then again Eragon had been completely wiped. It was a very unfair match. She had foreseen everything, just barely managing to hold back Briam from diving head first into the battle. She had felt the blood lust too but she was better at controlling her emotions than her hotheaded dragon. Sometimes. Eragon had much to learn still, it seemed. Some of which she could most likely teach him, but he'd have to learn quick. Very quick indeed...

Her fingers strayed to her pointed ears and ran through her long auburn hair. She was part elf part human. It was forbidden. She was forbidden. Or rather, she was the result of a forbidden love. Her mother was an elf, her father was a human. And to be honest she was more elf but their were definite humanistic characteristics to her. She was definitely not as laid back as most elves. Raeliesha had always been the type that had to keep herself busy, doing something meaningful, not laying around all day doing what she pleased. Unlike those lazy son of a guns she had things she had to do. Responsibilities. Yet she looked completely and utterly like an elf. Everything about her facial features and body echoed that of elven society. She spat on the ground. It was sheer torture. That's what it was. Her parents had damned her to a half-life. She stuck out like a sore thumb with the humans and was rejected by personality with elves.

I am tired of waiting! Briam complained.

"Me too." Raeliesha murmured into the wind. Briam quieted. It was then that he realized that this wasn't her idea of how she wanted to spend her day either. He surveyed the bodies still laid in random heaps. This had been a bloody battle. One for the history books, no doubt.

"Finally!" Raeliesha exclaimed tearing through some brush. Briam looked out towards a tent and saw the back of a young man, he seemed drained, leaning against the tent for support. But the dragon wasn't surprised. That was quite a battle the man had been through.

Wait.

"I'm done waiting Briam!" Raeliesha protested, whirling around to challenge the dragon. "There he is. Now is the time to make our move!"

So what? You're just going to walk up and say 'Hello. I'm another Rider'. What an entrance. Briam sniffed, smoke swirling around Raeliesha's head.

She swatted at the swirling silver mist and smirked, "I take it you've got a better idea."

Obviously.

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Eragon grasped Roran's shoulders. "And the answer to your question, brother, is yes. I will help you rescue Katrina. And then, together, you and I shall kill the Ra'zac and avenge our father."

Roran nodded his silent thanks, smiled, and walked off to his own tent. Eragon left the tent to go and tend to Saphira as best he could for the moment when his gaze strayed to the sky but what he saw..was completely...impossible!...it couldn't be! His attention suddenly snapped to a large green patch floating above the tents. There was no way! Heads were turning all across camp to see the...the dragon flying over head. It wasn't Murtagh or Galbatorix, that had been his first worry, but this dragon was green. Another Rider? He thought wildly. Saphira was by his side instantaneously.

Do you see... She asked unsure of her sanity.

"Yeah. I see it." He replied completely dumbfounded.

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I do like this way better. Raeliesha commented to Briam as they swirled around and around, sinking lower and lower to the ground. Briam was a large dragon, a couple sizes bigger than Saphira, so they had to land farther away than they would have liked but the effect was dramatic enough.

I told you, Briam sniffed, we dragons do know how to make a good entrance.

Raeliesha shook her head, grinning, as she slipped off the saddle she had made for him. She had learned that dragon scales hurt like hell the hard way. Briam furled his wings in close to his body and walked forward with his Rider.

"Eragon" Raeliesha called out. She could see that Eragon was taking this sudden bout of information with difficulty. "I suppose it is time we had a chat, is it not?" She surveyed the surrounding area, "It's rather necessary I believe. After living through this there are many things to talk about, if I'm not mistaken."