Shadows of Alagaësia

Kage Ryu Nusubito: Hello wonderful readers! You should feel proud right now. Why? Tell them why Selvyra.

Selvyra: It's Because YOU are reading her very first fanfiction!

Kage Ryu Nusubito: Good job.

Selvyra: I try.

Kage Ryu Nusubito: Now, back to business. This is for all you die-hard Yugioh! and Eragon fans out there! Hold on, I think I'm forgetting something, ... Oh, yeah! (whistles) Oi, Kurdru! Get in here and do the disclaimer!

Kurdru: Why me?

Selvyra: Because I already spoke. (sticks out tongue at Kurdru)

Kurdru: Fine. Kage Ryu Nusubito does not own Eragon or Yugioh!.

Prologue

The cool night breeze blew through the air, and the tall Shade sniffed the air. He was almost human, except for the maroon eyes and crimson-colored hair. He sniffed again. "Tonight's the night," he thought to himself. "Spread out and hide. Stop any who pass…, or die."

The twelve Urgals shuffled in response. They groped around and bumped into things. After a few minutes, the forest became quiet. Things remained that way until the Shade whispered just loud enough for the Urgals to hear "Get ready."

Not long after, the Shade heard a faint clink as a hoof struck a loose stone, and saw blurred smudges on the horizon. Four horses with coats of pure white and their riders galloped toward the trap. The Shade's eyes were only for the last two elves. They were their targets.

Everything was going according to plan, until the wind changed and blew toward the elves, who, once they smelled the Urgals' stench, sped down the trail. The Urgals immediately leapt in to attack. The Shade, forsaking his hiding place, leapt from behind the large tree, and shouted, "Garjzla!"(1)

A bolt of red light flashed from the Shade's palm and struck one of the elven ladies' steed's flank with a bloody light. The horse toppled over onto the other elf's horse, and both elves jumped off with inhuman speed and grace. They looked back at their guards, who lie on the ground, dead, their blood pooling on the soil. The Urgals rushed after them. The Shade leapt up to a slab of granite that was jutting from the rock above him. He shouted, "Istalrí boetk!"(2) and a section of the forest burst into flames, which circled the ambush site.

Suddenly, course screams rent the night. He saw the elven women fleeing from the remaining Urgals, running straight towards the granite slab he was standing on. The Shade jumped, landing nimbly before them. They spun around and hurtled back down the trail. Black Urgal blood was dripping from both of their swords onto their pouches that they gripped in their hands, staining them. The horned beasts emerged from the forest, closing them in as they tried to find an escape route. Seeing none, the elves wrenched open their single respective pouches and grabbed the stone in each; one had a large sapphire stone, while the other had a smaller black and white stone, and their mouths formed frantic words. Seeing what they were attempting to do, the Shade cried, "Garjzla!" A blood-red ball of flames shot out of his palm toward the elven ladies, but it was too late. The flames struck just after the forest was illuminated by an emerald light. The fire smote them and the elves collapsed.

The Shade, knowing full well that the stones were long gone, vented his anger by killing his nine remaining charges and hurling his sword into a tree. He grabbed the elves, retrieved his sword, secured them to the saddle, mounted the horse, and rode off, quenching the fire in his way, leaving the rest to spread.

"Your insult compared to mine is like a stick to a wildfire"-Kage Ryu Nusubito

Kage Ryu Nusubito: Thanks for reading! Selvyra and Kurdru can't be here because they are arguing about, uh, what were they arguing about? Whatever, it was just something random. Like always. (sound of objects being broken coming from room) I probably should go and break up the fight before they both end up having their claws dulled and cones put on their heads, ... again. Translations are at the bottom. Oh, and from now on, you will know me as KRN. (leaves to go break up fight) Oi, you two! Don't make me get the hose!...

(1)- light

(2)- broad fire