NOTE! PLEASE READ THIS FIRST!- When I started this story, I wasn't very good at writing. Chapter 4 and some of 3 is where my writing visibly improves and the story gets better, why am I telling you this? So many people just stop reading after the prologue, I ask you give this story a chance and not dismiss it because of my previous writing abilities like so many before. This also makes me wonder, should I rewrite? I wish to know if a rewrite for these early chapters is in order but I want to know if you guys, the readers want to see a rewrite. Please PM me if you wish to see the start of my story redone.

Hey everyone, I do not own the Inheritance cycle. This is the prologue and based after Inheritance. I hope you enjoy it, please do give feedback on what you think.

Murtagh lost track of how long he was in the north for, he guessed around a year or two, he and Thorn had spent most of their time roaming and trying to find themselves and quell the rage in their hearts. They were very successful but still a little remained. They were thinking of returning and possibly joining Eragon, wherever he was.

Murtagh and Thorn come to rest by a strange rock formation at the bottom of a mountain and just sat there at peace as the day went by. Murtagh after a while began to look at the rock formation with more interest now, there something strange about it. He got up and looked it all over, Thorn watched him with interest. The red Rider noted how perfectly smooth the rocks were, how they were placed and made everything look symmetrical. He noticed how the giant rock in the centre was round and looked like a perfect half circle. It went into the mountain and around it were six pillars of rocks, the six pillars were made out of four large stones place on top of each other, they were smooth as well. It looked like someone had placed the pillars in that way around the centre rock, why? Murtagh couldn't be sure, as he looked he felt like something was also there that was out of place but he couldn't figure it out. Thorn wanted to know what had gotten his Rider into deep thought.

'What is it?' Thorn asked. Murtagh stopped looking for a moment and looked at his dragon.

'This rock formation, there is something strange about it, the rocks are perfectly placed and aligned. Even with this strange formation and its perfect symmetry, it seems like there is something out of place, not right' Murtagh replied and continued to study the formation.

Thorn looked and saw that Murtagh was right, the formation did seem very odd, like someone had arrange it this way for some reason. Thorn continued to look at the rocks when Murtagh yelled out and grabbed his attention.

"I got it!" he yelled, he walked up to one of the pillars and inspected a small piece of rock sticking out slightly.

"This is out of place" Murtagh said as he looked at the rock, he touched it and saw it moved inwards slighty.

"I wonder why this is loose" he said and he pushed on the rock, it moved inwards and there was a deep rumbling sound and an outline of a doorway appeared in the rock, the doorway of rock swung out as it opened.

"What the? What is this?" Murtagh said, in front of them was now a tunnel that went into the small mountain. He took a few steps forward when Thorn growled, he stopped and turned to face him.

'What is wrong?' He asked, Thorn looked at him like the reason was obvious.

'We don't know anything about this place, it could be some sort of trap for all we know. Also, I could feel something, like a strange presence hovering over this place, we should just leave' Thorn growled as he looked at the tunnel entrance.

Murtagh could feel it as well, something like a lingering presence, it was faint but there. It soon faded away until it could no longer be felt. This built up the Rider's curiosity as to what was in the cave.

'I promise we won't be long, look the tunnel is wide enough for you to fit with no problem, a lot of room. We will be safe together' he said, Thorn said nothing for a few minutes before agreeing and they went into the tunnel.

As they walked, they saw strange pictures carved on the walls of the tunnel, some of them had the history of Alagaesia on them but only up to the end of the dragon war, nothing past that. This place must be very old Murtagh thought, he also saw a lot of the carvings had strange wolf like creatures standing sort of like a man and fighting elves and other creatures of Alagaesia. Another set of carvings showed elves surrounding this wolf like beast and attacking, the next showed all the elves on the ground dead, blood pouring from them as the wolf stood victorious. Thorn was very uneasy about that and so was Murtagh.

They walked for another minute and came into a room, as they looked around, books and scrolls were piled here and there but when their gaze come to the centre of the room, they saw a man. He wore a black hood over his face and wore black pants and top that had holes and tares through them, he also had a black cape and that was tattered and looked no better than his clothes. Most importantly, he was chained, two chains holding his feet and another two chains holding his arms down to the floor and one final chain around his neck, Murtagh could sense that the chains holding this man were enchanted. Thorn began to nudge his Rider.

'I think we have seen enough, we should leave now' Thorn said, he wanted to leave here right away. Murtagh starting to turn and leave when the man lifted his head ever so slightly and spoke to the red Rider.

"Help me, I have been imprisoned for longer than I can remember, please won't you help me?" the man asked, his voice deep and powerful, but most of all, in his voice Murtagh could detect the anger, hate and rage.

"Why would I help you? You are obviously chained up for a reason, who are you anyway?" Murtagh asked warily, the man raised his head up more now and met Murtagh's gaze, he couldn't really see his features except his eyes, his blood red eyes, it unsettled him. He suddenly felt something like that of a pin prick his mind and a strange feeling washed over him. He didn't have control over his full control over his body, he couldn't move, was this man in his mind? It didn't feel like anyone was in his mind but still a strange feeling washed over his entire body, Murtagh quickly threw up barriers but the feeling stayed there. Thorn growled at the chained man and tried to regain Murtagh's attention, it wasn't working.

"My name is not important now, please you must help me, break these enchantments on these chains and the cave, help break me free from my imprisonment, I have been in here far too long, against my will" the man said staring so intensely at Murtagh. Murtagh may not have had the ability to look away or move or focus on much but he could control his own replies for now.

"Why should I help you? I barely know you at all and as I said before, you must be chained for a reason" Murtagh replied, his logic and reasoning had not escaped him, he wasn't going to free this man willingly at all. The man just stared at him.

"Free me from my bonds, I need to be free" the man said, Murtagh shook his head slightly from side to side as far as his head would allow while his gaze was glued to this man. He wondered way Thorn hadn't made any attempt to do something now as he did before and he saw in the corner of his eye that Thorn too was fixed on the man now, unable to look away. The feeling that had washed over his body increased in strength and his body moved ever so slightly against his will. He realized too late that they were under a powerful spell, this man had infiltrated his and Thorn's minds and body's before they could throw up any barriers to protect themselves.

"If you will not free me, I will free myself!" the man growled and slowly Murtagh lost control over his body and he slowly walked over to the man against his own free will. He tried to fight back as hard as he could but to no avail. He got closer and began to speak the ancient language when he didn't want to, he could not stop however, he felt magic lifting all around him, enchantments on the cave and the chains disappearing.

Finally, Murtagh unsheathed Zar'roc and brought it down on the first chain. It broke apart and fell free, the man smiled evilly and Zar'roc broke the chains and finally the last one and Murtagh regained control over everything but was too confused to do anything as regained control, it felt weird as if not use to it and he feel to the ground in confusion. The man knelt down in front of him.

"Thank you, I am free now, at last I shall have the revenge I was promised, at last my thirst for blood will be quenched, it has been far too long. The world shall remember me once more and fear me! I shall leave you alive just so that when I have revenge, you shall be the one to know that you brought it upon everyone, I am the first and last of my kind. At last I have RETURNED!" the man yelled.

Murtagh couldn't describe what he was seeing, man was started to transform, his entire being growing taller and muscular, his skin becoming paler and grey, hair quickly grew all over his body. The ends of his fingers turned into razor sharp claws and his face morphed into that of a wolfs. He changed into one of the wolf creatures carved on the wall. The creature roared and the cave shook. It picked up Murtagh and threw him against the wall, his head smashed into the wall hard and his vision started to give way, he watched as Thorn recovered from confusion as well, but the creature curled its fingers together into a fist and smashed Thorn in the head with incredible speed and power. Thorn fell to the ground dazed by the hit and at that moment the creature fled out of the cave. Murtagh's vision kept growing darker and darker before he passed out.