"We've almoust got her" a loud voice called from the dark night of northren Alageasia. "Lets split up, that way we will get her sooner" another voice then said.

The skies were heavy and soaked with rain. The only thing lightening up the skies were the lightnings, and with them the thunders that roared the heavens like the earth it self was tearing apart. One could almoust feel the power that laid within the air.

If anybody would have stood in the middle of the storm, he would not see anything, only hear the magnificent sound that occasioanally was heard through the rourings of the thunders. It was the sound of the ones that followed, and the one beeing followed.

"No worries little one, were almoust there, and when your'e in there, they cant get you" , she said

She flew around a large mountain called the hammer by the local folks, because if standing at it's roots, you would feel like it was going down on you, just like a hammer. She flew a few dozen feets above the ground, to her left was nothing but the storm, but to her right a cliff. Suddenly a strange blue stone came out of the cliff wall. Normally she wouldnt have noticed it in the rain, it was so small, but fate had another plan. A lightning came stabbing through the air and just seconds before she flew past it, she cought a glimps at it as it shoned at the litghtnings light. She tried to steady herself to get a better look at the stone, but it was rather hard in the wind. She decided that she couldn't keep this on, they would just get to her faster, so she stuck her claws into the cliff and held tight. When she had the grip she wanted, she examined the stone and noticed some strange looking runes on it. She didn't recall seeing any of those runes before, but they did resemble the ones she sought enough.

"Elven writings, finally" , she thought.

She breathed a little fire on it and the runes lightened up, like the fire was coming from inside the stone, not from the outside. But after what felt like eternity to her, the blue stone sunk into the cliff. A crack begun to rise from the hole, both downwards and up. When the crack got big enough to fit her, she slid in and heard the crack close behind her. She didn't move for a while, listening to the rain outside, trying to hear if anyone was there. She heard something fly to past the blue stone. She didn't dare moving until she was shure that her follower was foar from her little hiding place.

She went further into the cave, until she thought she was far enough. She breathed fire, just to get some light to see, and what she saw was beyond all common sence. On the cave walls were the entire histoy of alagaesia written. She saw the dragons side of things, how the dragons had seen the elven wars and the dwarw hunts, she saw when Eragon found the white hatchling and their story.

And if she had cept on reading and examining the pictures, she would have seen the prophecy of the evil conqueror Galbatorix , though he had not gain a name in that prophecy, and his slayers, the rider who was named after the first, and the rider who rid the dragon of fire, the most powerful of dragons since the white dragon of Eragon him self.

But she knew she couldn't stay to long in this place, for she would not risk them finding it. She took the thing she had been trying to save from the followers and put it under an image of a dragon, who's image was lit up by a fire, just like the runes from the blue stone.

" I am sorry, for we may never meet in life. I look in regret, for I believe you will be the one we need the most, you will rid us of this madman, even if no one else has or will, you and your rider."

With that she turned away from her egg and began her trip to her death, for she knew there was no escape at all.

She got to the wall where the open crack had been earlier, and breathed a little fire upon it. The sight was amazing. The wall it self seemed to erupt in fire. The show was far more dramatic than when the wall had opened before, with the blue stone. This time runes appeared all over it and seemed to form an vortex, and in the middle was an image of a dragon and his rider. The rider jumped off the dragons back, and the couple started to walk in the opposite directions. Between the two appeared a gap, wich got bigger and bigger for every step the two of them took away from each other.

She knew instantly what this meant. It was meant to remind all dragons and riders that might enter the cave, for only those worthy could enter, that no matter how far away, their connection would always be the same. This was what she and her rider were tought by their mentor, that a dragons relationship with his rider is and always will be far stronger than between her and her mate.

When the gap got big enough she slid back into the storm, ready to face what ever that got in her way. She heard the gap close behind her, but just barely, because of the storm, she could barely hear.

As she flew up the hills of the hammer, aiming for the top, for that would be a good point for a dragon to defend himself, no trap, just freedom to kill, or be killed for that matter.

But when she was almoust there, she caught a glimps of something moving behind her, and her instinct was telling her madly to move faster, and flee. But she was far to late, and she knew it, so she turned to face death in the face, and she saw them. It were the forsworn, not all of them, just four or so she guessed, three there, and if she knew their tactics well enough, one was behind her also, ambushing her.

She felt them, trying to get into her head. But she had a storng will, and would not break. Instead they just shoutet outloud.

"Give it up, you don't stand a chance against us". One of them said. He was riding a red dragon. Morzan, the betrayer. He was eaven worse then Galbatorix. At least Galbatorix had the excuse of loosing his madness at the loss of his dragon, what excuse did Morzan have. None.

"You betrayers, all of you, dragons or men. I swear to you my rider will kill you all". She had taken down her defences for only a second, just to say those word, wich she said in all of their minds, wich stood unprotected while trying to reach hers. She knew she didn't have much time so she sent a thought to her young rider too.

" I am sorry little one, but I can not hold much longer, I fear this is my last moments of life. Do not die in sorrow, or lose you mind as so many have done before you, but fight in my honor and slay my killers. Who knows, you might live to see our savers".

She knew she had to cut it there, otherwise the forsworn would get into her mind and find her secret. So she built up her mental walls and charged the dragon on Morzans right.

The rider had already unsheeted his sword and was prepared for her. When she tried to sink her teeth into her opposers neck, he swung his sword into her womb. The pain was horrible, it felt like hundreds of daggers slicing again and again. She fell into a state were all sanity goes out of the door, slamming behind it. She turned her neck and slammed her head onto the mans torso. Two of her head spikes went right through and he died instantly. Her tail slammed into the dragons right wing, and made it fall. It didn't matter any longer, the dragon was already dead the moment his rider lost his life.

But she couldn't handle three dragons attacking at once, and Morzans blade Zarrock went right through her womb. This was the killing strike and everybody knew it. The forsworn flew away from her and towards Urubaen, which was currently under siege by the evil Galbatorix, to aid Galbatorix.

When she fell, she felt her conscious begin to slip away. Her mental barriers broke and she could feel the presence of her rider in her head. She let him in, knowing it would only be seconds before she would slam to the ground and die.

" I am sorry" she whispered.

" Saphira"

That was the last thing she ever heard from her beloved rider, before slamming to the ground and die. But she died happy, knowing her egg safe from her enemies.

It is well known that her rider kept her promise and slayed her killers, and a few more, for her rider was very powerful, even for a rider, especially a human one.

well hope you liked my little prolouge I wrote here. To those of you who found it lame, well it was neccesary.

And to those of you who didn't realise, the chapter takes place during the upcome of Galbatorix's Empire!!