This is my first time ever writing a fanfic, or even writing a story for that matter. Please forgive me if I make any mistakes, many of the ides were obtained from forums around the web. Thanks
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters in Rebirth, except for a few I created. All rights are reserved for Christopher Paolini.
This book is set as a book 5, a day after leaving the Hedarth.
Chapter 1
Dawn came as Eragon woke up to a screen of blue light and a throbbing head. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he lightly pounded Saphira's chest. With a big yawn, she got up and opened her wings, knocking him down in the process.
"Watch it you overgrown lizard." he growled.
"You grow more and more like Brom each day little one." she responded. With a small smile, Eragon walked over to greet Blödhgarm.
"Atra esterní ono thelduin, Shadeslayer."
"Atra du evarínya ono varda, Blödhgarm-vodhr."
"How far have we gone down the river?"
"About 20 leagues."
"So little? I had wished we could have gone further. It does seem like the Beors go on forever don't they? "
"I'm sorry Shadeslayer, but this is new territory, we have to map out the route we are taking, if we are to ever return to Alagaësia one day. Perhaps you and Saphira would like to go have a fly around? It would certainly calm your mind."
"I think I will at that, contact me if there're any trouble will you?"
"Aye that I will. Have a good flight Shadeslayer."
"ERAGON!"
With a jolt, Eragon snapped out of his thoughts. "Uh what?"
"What's wrong with you Eragon?"
"Nothing is wrong with me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure. Alagaësia is far behind us now…."
"It is indeed…. I miss Fírnen."
"And I miss Arya, when will we ever see them again?"
"When the time is right little one."
"I guess you're right. Do you want to head back now?"
Angling to the west, Saphira declined into a slight descent. "Eragon, Saphira, do not despair, it is quite possible that you could return one day, for you are no long truly the person the prophecy was directed at. It is quite possible that it is no longer binding." The deep voice of the golden dragon resonated.
"Is that true ebrithil?" Saphira responded, "That's great news."
With an added touch of joy to her flight, she sped up, impatient for the time they would return to their home once again.