Hey mah dudes, Neko's here. This will be the first fanfiction I'll do on this account.So, here's some stuff about me. My native language is French, so my english may not be perfect. Don't hesitate to tell me if I say anything wrong. My Discord tag is #1273, so if you have questions I'd like you to ask them in discord, I don't really read my MP in FFNET. I'm a 17 years old dude, so I have all the time I need for writing when I'm not at school. I'll do my best!

Since this will be a romance in the inheritance cycle universe, I'll see if I keep my T rating, or if I go to M. You'll tell me. Normally there won't be explicit scenes, and if there are any, they will be in a separated chapter, and I'll warn you before.With this settled, let's start this……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

EDIT 1: Kuro's backstory changed. Some spelling corrections.

PROLOGUE: WHAT HAPPENED A HUNDRED YEARS AGO.

*Vroengard, during the last battle between the riders of the old and Galbatorix.*

''We are going to loose this battle !'' said Umaroth, the snow white dragon of Vraël, the rider's chief.

''We will need to use the plan B.''

''I'm ready, master.'' replied an elf who lost his dragon not long ago, named Thuviel.

A huge golden dragon rushed in the command center.

''The Eldunaris and the eggs are safe. We can do it.''

''Tanks, Glaedr.'' Umaroth sighted, knowing this island, THEIR island, was lost to the tyrant. The good days were over. His rider was already fighting with his comrades, and he needed to be at his side.

''Glaedr, Oromis, I need you to go to Ellesmera and order the queen Islanzadi to prepare her troups for Galbatorix's invasion. There's no doubt that destroying the elves will be his next goal.''

''We will do as you want, master.'' said Oromis from Glaedr's back.

''I'm sincerely sorry that our wounds prevents us from being usefull in this fight.''

Glaedr gained momentum, and lifted off in the direction of the elven forest.

''Let's end this.'' finally said Umaroth.

*At the same time, in the nearby forest….*

Pain. Pain. Pain. I only feel pain. My head…

''Wha… what happened? Where am I?''

A strange creature lied on the mossy ground of the forest. He was looking half dragon, half elvish, about 2 meters tall, and could be mistaken as a human if he weren't covered by huge pentagon shaped purple scales with a blueish tip, turning fully blue on his belly. His torso wasn't scaly, but was orned with a diamond-shaped golden scale, with a silver vein coursing through it. His scales were small, but harder than any metal, and were pierced by silvery spikes running fron the back of his neck to the end of his long tail.

Two scaly wings were attached just under his scapulas, long enough for him to cover his whole body under them.

He was indubitably a dragon, but a dragon like no one before. He was able to use magic on command, maybe due to his human-like nature. He wasn't always like that though, he gained this appearance a long time ago, as the result of catastrophic events in his life.

Problem: he was lost. He didn't remember where he was. Why he was here. Even who he was. He could only remember one thing. He have a sister. He had one, at least. Younger than him. Her parents died when she was just a hatchling, and he rescued her. He raised her like his true sister. But something, someone, killed her. Protecting her was the only mission he ever fixed himself, and he failed. He miserably failed. Her sister had fallen in love with a black dragon. This black dragon had a rider, and the rider was killed. Killed by a traitor.… the traitor used forbidden magics to break the black dragon's mind, who killed her. He killed the female he loved. The name of this dragon was Shurikan. The rider who corrupted him, Galbatorix.

''Galbatorix… He is the cause of her death… I know him. I know his smell. I... I...''

The dragon was slowly recovering his memories.

''My name. I must remember. Why am I here?''

He punched a large sequoia, destroying it in one blow.

''WHAT HAPPENED?? WHAT IS HAPPENING??? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER ???'

Holding his head in his sharp claws, the dragon froze, hearing sounds not far from him. The sound of a war.

''War... I know war… I…''

Suddenly his mind cleared.

''Kuro! I'm… I'm Kuro! I… what happened to me? Where is Galbatorix? Where is Shurikan?

I must find Vraël!!''

Kuro channeled his magic energy, making his arm's scales vibrating with a frightening metallic sound.

''I WILL END THIS FIGHT NOW!! Galbatorix can't keep on killing dragons!!'' he shouted, flying in the direction of the battle.

AAAND, HERE IT IS. This is the first part of the prologue. Hope you will like the concept. Don't worry, we will follow Eragon, Saphira and Glaedr's eldunari in the chapter one, for their travel to Vroengard, more than a thousand years later. Kuro isn't really the 'main character', I'd say he is on the same level as Arya. If you have questions, don't be afraid to ask them, and keep in mind that this is my first fanfiction in English. See you next time, friends. May the power of internet always be by your side.