Yellow, Red, Green, and Blue

by Hockey-Girl1322

Starts where Eldest left off. The third dragon egg has hatched but for who? There is also a prophecy and another egg. This is the story of Amiliesia, Eragon, Murtagh and Fianna and their rise as darkness falls. MurtaghxOC & EragonxOC read & review plz QJ

1. Chapter 1

Yellow, Red, Green and Blue

Chapter 1

Another Dragon

Hello I'm Amiliesia, or as my father says when he first introduces someone to me, which has only been once mind you, its been Amiliesia Spellbreaker. For in the country of which we live you put your greatest achievement at the end of your name. Such as the new Rider is such named Eragon Shadeslayer.

I came about this name when I was very young. My father had been trying to cast a spell on his Dragon but everytime he did before the spell was of use I would break it. At first I didn't do it on purpose but I did it because I felt the Dragon didn't want the spell to be on him. When my father realized this he stared at me, I didn't know if he was going to curse me or hit me or what, but I must say that he surprised me when he laughed. My father you must understand is not that kind of a person. Cunning? Yes. Smart? Yes. Logical? Yes. Selfish? Defiantly. Dreamer? Yes. Kind? Not so much. Sympathetic? Ha, that's a horrible word to associate with him, as is pity. . .

You get the point. I've been taught to use magic and manipulate the mind and think logically but in doing so I've become my father greatest weapon, as well as his greatest weakness. So I'm restricted to the tower, I'm only now allowed out to accompany Morzan's oldest son in training, before my father just ran me through drills and a boot camp like life style. He had just arrived with the Twins. They had no name for they weren't of much importance so name wise they were Thing 1 and Thing 2. I took with me a bracelet of leather of which I had made and attached many gemstones of which I had mined in the basement of our tower during on of my fathers boot camp days.

"Amiliesia!!!" my father yelled "Come your training with Murtagh is about to start!" I sighed walking out to the ledge glancing down into the heart of our tower. I threw my legs over the railing so I was sitting on it. "AMILIESIA DON'T YOU JUMP DON'T YOU DARE JUMP!!!!!" I smirked and threw myself off falling down head first toward my father.

Within the last few feet I called out the spell to stop. "Blothr." I halted in the air then let myself down to the floor. "Father since when have I ever follow your direction on not to jump?" my father nodded in acceptance.

"Now Amiliesia this is Murtagh he is eldest of Morzan's sons" I nodded to him as my father continued. "Murtagh this is my daughter Amiliesia Spellbreaker." Ok obviously Murtagh as either never seen a female before or he's so stupid he didn't think that a female could either A. perform a stunt like the simple one I just pulled or B. thought I was drop dead gorgeous. Either way he's probably just as shallow as the Twins. I swear its their favorite pastime to follow me around until I curse the hell of of them. "Amiliesia call your pet. I want him to witness something ve-"I cut my father off he'd called Ziadorre my PET!!!

"FATHER!!!!! Ziadorre is NOT my pet!!! No more than Shruikan is yours!!!" I screamed at him. Ziadorre come my father wants you here for some reason I yelled at him to early so I don't know what its about.

Very well I'm coming with Shruikan and I still say she's not a dragon. And next time wait for your father to finish before you yell at him about the whole pet thing. . . you know he won't stop.

I know that already but it doesn't mean that I'll allow it! I stood across the table from Murtagh as my father placed a Red dragon egg in front of him just like he had for me a few weeks ago except my dragon egg was a brilliant mint green with swirls of aqua in it. Such is how I got Ziadorre. Ahhh speaking of Ziadorre he just landed next to me on the floor. He already stands taller than me but I'm no taller than 5'3" so that's not much of an accomplishment.

Steel eyes, you never mentioned that the other egg was to hatch.

In all honesty I didn't know Ziadorre. I laughed at the name he had given me. Steel eyes, in a way you cold say it was true I always had been able to send fear rippling through people just with a cold stare. My father said it was from my mother Xandeila an elf who he had captured. After I was born she committed suicide. I was torn from my thoughts with a sharp 'Crack' the egg was hatching for Murtagh.

Okay so Amiliesia and I followed Galbartorix down the hall with my new dragon, Thorn and her dragon, Ziadorre. I walked behind her her hips swaying with an intoxicating rhythm. Her carmel hair falling short of her mid back. But what got me the most was when she landed from her fall from the top of the tower was the warmth in her hazel eyes and then how cold they turned when she yelled at Galbartorix about dragons not being pets. Amazing.

Murtagh.

Yes Thorn?

You turned the wrong way the others went to the left not straight.

Ohhh, right, thanks Thorn. Wow can I be any more distracted. I jogged back to catch up with them. "Amiliesia," she turned to me her slightly pointed ears twitching and her perfectly angled eyes lifting in acknowledgment. "What are we going to do?".

"We're training. First is for you the Dance of Snake and Crane or the Rimgar we will also learn to fight without sword or magic. Shruikan will take the dragons and help them learn to fly and maneuver in the air. After my father will take us and let us study in weaponry and finally we'll practice in magic then go to meditate and try to defend ourselves from objects we cannot see and at the end we will repeat the Rimgar and then fight hand to hand like we are this morning... we are going to do this each day for the next few months." She said as if it were nothing special.

After Galbartorix showed and taught me the basic Rimgar and we proceeded though it. "I'm glad that you are here for I have found it difficult to spar with Amiliesia for both her safety and my own" Galbartorix said placing a hand on my shoulder "Be careful". I nodded. "Ok are you ready Murtagh?" I nodded again, I'll go easy I don't want to hurt her and if I did Galbartorix would kill me "Very well...Go" he said taking her place across from me on the mat covering the hard flooring. I advanced placing a kick to the side of her knee. She collapsed on it kneeling on her knee. I was so scared, I had hurt her!

"MURTAGH!!! I'm not a weakling go hard or go home I will not tolerate being underestimated!!" She growled turning her cold eyes on me, a shiver of fear ran up and down my spine. With that she got up from her kneeling position and continued to take her rage and funnel it into her arts proceeding me with three round house kicks an ankle sweep and a straight punch to my gut. Damn. I got up swiftly and battled back we swept across the floor but she always won. I was trying, really, I swear it on Thorn but Amiliesia had speed and grace she was light and quick on her feet it was like she wasn't a human. Finally we stopped and nodded to each other.

"That was amazing" I said "It almost like your not completely human" I said. Amiliesia laughed at this.

"That would be because I'm not completely human, my mother was an elf she was Queen Islanzadi's sister. I get my reflexes from her and my natural ability with a sword and bow."

"Her mother was an amazing dancer and singer she could weave spells through them and captivate any open mind, Amiliesia as inherited this power. She can entrance an entire army with a single song. Would you care to ensnare young Murtagh here?" Galbartorix asked. His daughter smirked mischievously. Amiliesia walked out to the front of the room. She whispered a few words silently and a moving slow beat filled the room Amiliesia was skilled with long fluid movements but combined with the music it was almost haunting but as soon as I heard her voice, a pure soprano, behind it I couldn't decide if it was a dream or a nightmare it was as if I were her puppet and she my master she could of told me to kill myself I would have and without a second thought. As the music climbed to its climax so did her movements becoming wilder but still holding grace no other could come by. As the music died I expected her spell to die with it but it didn't it kept a hold of me I then realized that this was a very scary situation I was under her complete and total control, I had no say in the matter.

"Murtagh," She whispered. She was so intoxicating yet in a way untouchable for me. "A rose plant, in a pot that grows only black roses and is always in bloom if you please." Strange words rolled off my tongue.

"Balistrea Jilope du Fristio va fal lye vo Valieon." In front of me a plant shimmered into life in a crimson urn and bursting from it were rose blooms of black. But what surprised me the most was how much energy it drained from me. Amiliesia realized me from her spell. "Dear lord how did you do that?"

"Elf Magic... It runs deep."

"Wow I was really scared, you had complete control of me"

"Yeah it tends to do that the first time, the only people that I would truly harm on purpose would be those god forsaken twins!" She said "They are so annoying I swear its like their life goal to follow me around like a pair of lost puppies." She said scowling. I nodded knowing the torment of the twins first hand from our travel here from Farthen Dur. We continued our discussion though our sword duel of which she was still better than me but now I knew that it was because we was part elf. But in the area of bows I was horrible compared to her. Yet in outside these walls I was only bested Eragon. Really I should actually call him my younger brother seeing as he is but its still a new idea to me after all I have only had since just before Amiliesia jumped down to process it.

As lessons concluded for the day I went up to my room. Boarding in the room next to mine was Murtagh. I sat down on the ledge looking out over the city below and just as always as the sun struck darkness I pulled from the hem of my skirt a reed flute. I ran my fingers up and down it in a slow melodic tune and cast a spell for the tune to proceed even though I didn't touch the flute and sang in a soft voice to the city. It was a cursed tune, and voices all through the city would hear this in the depths of their conscience. It was a spell of sleep it would effect all but those in my fathers tower.

I started in an alto, singing an old lullaby my mother would sing to me when I was really small so I would go to sleep.

Time it is to go to bed

For when you wake warm in bed

Let your lover be next to you

Your lover who holds you tight

Let your dreams be of meadows

Let them show you the way

You and your lover shall take

Let you dance though lifes ballet

It is time for bed

And when you wake warm in bed

Let your lover be next to you

Let you and your lover be free

Free to dance together through lifes ballet.

I watched the lights in every house flicker off as I sang. I always loved watching it. "Wow." I heard a voice behind me. I spun around to see Murtagh behind me sitting on the window, His eyes were blue as the ocean but still wild with youths joy. His dark brown hair blew in the wind and as for his body, it was strong. He still was sweaty from our sparring only fifteen minutes before. He had obviously shed his shirt and had been outside when I started singing so he hopped the roof and walked over. But I can't say that his body was horrible to look at. And I must admit I was wrong about him. He isn't shallow or anything of the sort. He is deep, deeper than my dad anyway ...for the most part... And I must say if I don't already like him I will very soon.

"You shouldn't be too surprised you heard me this morning" I said looking off into the night watching the moon as it illuminated the clouds that were moving across the sky. I heard Murtagh land behind me as he leapt down, he was barefoot. I felt his presence as he walked up behind me, he put both his hands on the railing beside me trapping me in between him and the railing. I could feel his chest pressing against my back he bent down to my ear,

"Esia?," he whispered. I shivered at his nickname for me, remembering this boy he had been around all the time earlier in this year but he had disappeared. We had been close, really close. But no one had known. He hadn't known about my father, but he did know I lived in the tower. And until now I hadn't realized that the boy I knew as Hgatrum was really Murtagh. But I was to blame also because for the first part of my life I had loved platinum blonde hair so each morning I had put a spell on it. But as a way of cutting Hgatrum out I had given up the spell. But Murtagh was not innocent the boy I remembered had black eyes like my fathers and for him I had shortened my name only giving him Liesia which he had shortened to Esia. Murtagh continued to speak. "Esia, It is you right?" I nodded. I saw Murtagh's tense arm's relax "Wow, and if you looked good with platinum hair you look amazing now." I sighed leaning back. I knew we were both thinking over the same thing, the night before Murtagh had parted and the actions he had pursued that night.

!!FLASHBACK!!

It was one in the morning. I was sneaking down to the kitchen for another piece of my Birthday cake and a basin of water I had gotten into a habit of scrying this new rider but I didn't know him just his dragon. Had started talking to her when she was back in Carvahall. She was bored one of the days and she stumbled upon my mind while it was open during one of my meditations upon the roof a month ago. We had gotten into talking it was nice having someone to be able to tell your secrets to. She knew much about magic but I still taught her some things it was mostly things that she could tell her rider but we also talked about men, Men, MEN!!! I hate them, sometimes love them, but most of the time not, they're soooo helpless when it comes to practical things. But that was how Hgatrum caught me with a big slice of chocolate cake and of course when he came we talked a bit and he didn't bother telling me that I had icing coating my lips, not completely but enough to make me look like a fool. We were talking about The Ra'zac and how they were supposed to find a boy no older than us. Younger in fact. We were settled in a comfortable silence when Hgatrum, leaned forward toward me placing his hand on my cheek, it guided my face to his where he stole my breath away with his lips, rough, sweet and addictive as chocolate. It was my last memory of him for after he broke away I looked at him he kissed me again lightly then got up and left.

!!END FLASHBACK!!

Murtagh turned me to him he met my eyes with his blue ones, stunning. He leaned down carefully, I watched as his arms looped behind me one pressing into the small of my back the other holding my shoulder. And just as he had before his kiss stole my breath away.

Okay so the months have literally flown by. Although I hate it, but Galbartorix has made me swear him loyalty in the ancient language. And I've grown stronger, much stronger. Amiliesia still has me in magic, sparing and weaponry but I've gotten much better and hello she's part elf and Galbartorix is her father she grew up learning this stuff unless you count Morzan throwing Zar'roc at me when I was young I never have. Yes my father threw his sword at me, he wasn't the nicest guy on the planet. But back to subject, personally I think I've come a long way in the four months that I've been training. Galbartorix has taught me some, but 'Esia is the biggest help since she is a master at basically all the things she knows shortcuts and safer ways to cast a strong spell.

One day she even kidnapped me from her father she took me for a week out to the desert and basically put me through all hell. She had us start by running three miles, a mile and a half out and then back to camp where she would run me threw a quick reflex drill. I personally hated this the most. She would send minor spells at me at a fast pace and I would have to dodge them all and well if I didn't and the spell hit me it wasn't the greatest thing in the world because the spell she was using made it feel like little bits of molten rock were being flung at me and had buried themselves in the most uncomfortable place of the spot were the spell hit. But the worst part as the day went on she sped up and her spells were more powerful. That ended around noon. That was when she would start to forge herself an amazing sword of mint green and swirls of aqua just like her dragon.

In the handle of the beautiful sword she set an emerald at the base and two matching cut diamonds off to the sides in the side of the pure silver hilt. She did the same thing on the other side then out of a pouch she took cracked stones or that's what I thought they were at first... I was wrong, it was the remains of Ziadorre's egg I watched curious of what she was doing. I had seen another such sword, but that one was a deep sapphire with white lines spider webbed across it. I watched as she took out the pieces of Ziadorre's egg one at a time she place them in a small tea kettle and set it over the flames she muttered a quick spell and the flames turned emerald green it didn't take long for the kettle to turn a brilliant red at that she lifted the glowing lid and dropped in one emerald the size of my big toe and three diamonds the same size as the emerald.

The kettle receded back into the natural black but a few minutes later the kettle turned red again. Amiliesia picked it up and knelt before the sword. She began pouring the mixture over the blade as she did she was chanting, what, don't ask me I don't know. But she did this until there wasn't any of her mixture left. She had covered the blade, while it was drying she continued to chant. When she was done she picked it up to examine she handed it to me. I looked it over it was the best sword I had seen, it was nothing less than amazing. By the end of the week she had made me a sword too, she did it the same way as hers. How she got the remains of Thorn's egg I don't know but she did. I must say mine was just as good as hers, amazing.

She could be compared to the dwarves in forging, I remember seeing a lightweight heavy-duty mail suit and armor folded on top of my dresser, it was then I realized that she had made that too. But enough about that, I'm about to leave to capture my younger brother. He is down helping the Varden fight the Empire. I wish I didn't have to do this but its not really my choice now is it, by Galbartorix making me swear loyalty I have no say in my actions. I just hope when I get back Amiliesia won't kill me for this... She's all about being fair she warned me that he wasn't as strong as me but was just as smart as me. But his training just like mine wasn't complete. She told me that above everything I wasn't to hurt him, she said he was weaker. It was hard to believe that Eragon my brother would be weaker than me, before he was so much stronger. But any ways I need to go and leave if I'm going to catch them while their still in battle.

Okay so Murtagh has just arrived and of course my father is going to be talking to him for the next two hours or so so i'll just stay in my room... Well not exactly in it more of I'm gonna sit on the roof and talk to Ziadorre and Saphira. Saphira is that dragon I was talking about earlier the one that was bored and stumbled upon my mind while it was open. I remember after I told her I was a human her response was 'Good, finally someone other than a field mouse begging me to let them go.' I reached out to Ziadorre his answer to my request to talk was quick and short. Can't. I'm studying Shruikan because I still think that thing isn't a dragon.

Ha! He still isn't convinced, personally I think he knows he just doesn't want to believe it. I decided to let Ziadorre do what he wanted, like I could stop him, if it tried he'd probably just go off in another rant about how Shruikan got lost in her cave and then thought her tail was an intruder and attacked it. I didn't like the idea of listening to that so I reached out to Saphira. Saphira? You there? Wanna talk I'm bored and I want to know how you fight against the Empire went.

Oh My Gosh! Amiliesia! Your just the person I wanted to talk to Eragon is blocking me out of his life again its really annoying all I want to do is help. But no he has to go moan and feel sorry for himself that his father is Morzan and now he's mopping around.

Wait. Eragon didn't know Morzan was his father until now?\

Course not I didn't even know.

Oh I probably should of told you... So how did he find out and how did the battle go?

His brother told him. His brother is a boy named Murtagh you probably have seen him around. He was with us when we were at the Varden until he was captured. But is also seems that he's pledged loyalty to Galbartorix. The hypocrite, he said when he was traveling with us that he would do everything in his power to take him down. And as for the battle we won. Barley Murtagh was supposed to capture us but he didn't and warned us that next time he would though. So we won the battle but Eragon was broken from the news of his father and Murtagh. but on a bright side those twins were killed by Eragon's cousin Roran.

YES! Ding dong the Twins are dead! Which Twins the creeper Twins! Can you tell I hate them? And yes I know Murtagh he's going through training with me.

Yeah I can tell and I don't think many people like them. And training? For what?

Oh yeah I didn't tell you there aren't any more dragon eggs they've all hatched. Theirs you who's linked to Eragon, Glaedr who's linked to Oromis, Shurikan who's linked to Galbartorix, Thorn who's linked to Murtagh and Ziadorre who's linked to me.

WHAT!? Your a rider?!?!?!

Yes I am. I completed my training a while ago. I started training when I was just 5. Now I just have to get it touch with Ziadorre and he just has to finish his training then we'll be free to wreak havoc on anyone we want... I'll probably throw some slime at the Empire first thing after I get out of this hell hole I'm stuck in.

And you didn't say!... Oh wait that means that you could get Zar'roc back from Murtagh!! He took it earlier today.

Sorry I was waiting until later, I could help Eragon with some of the magic and sparing tactics, I still best Murtagh in it. And there is no need for me to send you Zar'roc I can just send you the special sword I made for you two. I was going to give it to you later when I'm out of here but I could send it now. Wait a second, Ziadorre is trying to tell me something.

I cut off with Saphira and asked Ziadorre what was so important. Steel Eyes! Shruikan and Galbartorix said that I'm done with my training!

That's great! Okay get up here I want to get out of here. We'll take Murtagh with us and never serve the Empire again!

But what about the loyalty bond Murtagh has with your father?

ZIADORRE! THEY DON'T CALL ME SPELLBREAKER FOR NOTHING NOW DO THEY?!?!?!

Okay point made. I'm coming... Finally I'm getting away from that thing!

I cut the bond between us. Saphira!!! Ziadorre is done with his training!!! I'm a Full-blown RIDER!!...Ok where are you guy's? I'm coming down tonight. I'm bringing Murtagh too. No questions now I can't talk I need to pack I'll explain it all when I get there.

Saphira sent me a quick map picture and then showed me where they were third tent to the right from the center purple one. After I quickly thanked her, I leaped off the roof and ran around my room throwing things into the bag I had open.

A few minutes later my father and Murtagh came in. Murtagh had a long bloody line drawn down the side of his face. Damn father. I walked over and quickly fixed it and whispered into his ear "Go pack, we're getting out of here tonight" Murtagh nodded he didn't question what I was doing he just left. When he came back I was talking to my father "... No I'm going away, I'm tired of having to stay here day in and day out I'm leaving and I'm taking Murtagh with me. Murtagh call Thorn up here." "No your not I have control of Murtagh." "That can easily be forgotten... Saokae cova Doiyki Moie Kilian"

"What did you just do Amiliesia?" My father yelled his face going bright red.

"Oh I just broke your hold over Murtagh and me... Murtagh lets go." I said as I strapped my sword 'Wyrda' and Eragon's soon to be sword on to my hip. Murtagh was right next to me this time as we took flight on our dragons away from that godforsaken tower not to return again until the day we were to go fight my father and rid this world of him for good.

A/N: "Balistrea Jilope du Fristio va fal lye vo Valieon." translates into, "Potted Rose of Black that is ever in Bloom" and "Saokae cova Doiyki Moie Kilian" translates into "Undo these Unwanted Binding Spells"... I made them up so don't kill me please.