Set in movie verse being as how I haven't actually read Eragon yet. (its on order at the moment and should be here in the next 3 days.) Its an OFC-Durza OFC/Brom with a bit of Murtagh thrown in. Enjoy.

The night was dark and still. Durza stood on the hill and stared at the girl below. She was just finishing her work in her families field. Sensing her power from even this far away, he inched closer. Grateful he had found her first, the perfect apprentice to train in the ways of being a shade. His keen eye focusing on her. Should he make his move now, swoop down upon her and scare her? He delighted in the thought of it. He enjoyed looking at her, how much more would he enjoy seeing her suffer.

Biting his lip, he stopped himself. Tomorrow night the moon will be full, he thought. Much better for her to see how truly terrifying I can be. A wicked grin played across his face before he became shadow once more.

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Nessa put the last of the onions in her apron and stood up. A small shiver went through her as a near by crow called. Her hazel eyes scanned the horizon, had someone been there? It's gotten dark without my noticing again, she thought ruefully. Never fails to feel you're being watched after dark. She sighed and hurried back into her home.

"Potatoes and onions for supper." her sister called as Nessa put the onions on the table.

"When is the last time we had something other than potatoes and onions?" Nessa laughed and began peeling the plumpest onion of the bunch.

"This morning," she called back. "When we had eggs, potatoes and onions."

Nessa grinned. "It's good for your constitution, terrible for your breath." she quoted their father.

"You're telling me," Saline stuck her head down from the loft. Her expression softened, "I miss him, seems things just aren't right now that he's gone."

"I take care of you, don't I?" Nessa edged, then dropped her knife. She was almost sure she had seen something outside, out of the corner of her eye.

"Its not that." Saline continued not noticing. "He was special…" her voice trailed off.

"Yeah, special." Nessa agreed as she stared out into the dark night. If something had been there, it wasn't there now.

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Darkness came and with it, Durza. Saline was closing up the chicken pen when he appeared behind her. His hand went up to her face, but didn't touch her skin. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the ground. The shade went to smoke behind her.

The hair on the back of Nessa's neck stood on end. It was the same feeling she had the night before. Something was here, and it was close. She listened hard for the noise of crickets and toads in the pond, she heard nothing but the wind rustling in the trees. She turned around slowly, as her heart racing in her chest. On her second turn, he stood a few paces away from her. She froze, barely able to breathe.

Durza couldn't help the smile on his face. He could practically taste her fear, it was delicate and delectable. His baser instincts wanted more, but he held himself back remembering what he was here for.

"What is your name?" he asked, as though he didn't already know. Walking closer to her, he studied her face.

Nessa swallowed hard. She honestly didn't know where the hell he had come from. As he approached, every instinct in her body told her to run away, but he legs seemed frozen to the spot.

He raised one arm slowly out and took her hand in his, relishing the fact it was trembling. "I am Durza." he said before he kissed it gently. "I have come for you."

Not wasting any more time, she turned on her heel and ran toward the house.

Excellent, Durza thought as he vanished from where he was standing A game of cat and mouse.

"Saline?!" called Nessa once she was inside, but the reply that answered wasn't the one she was expecting.

"The King has taken great interest in you." Durza was beside her again in a flash. His breath hot in her ear. She tried to run again but he held her firm. "You remember don't you.? The great bear attacking your sister and how you killed it with a word." A gasp left her throat, she had tried forgetting it. Calling it a blessing instead of face what it truly could have been.

"I don't know what you're talking about." she said between breathes.

"Do not lie to me. The blast was felt as far away as the castle. I sent my spies out looking for this great sorcerer. They returned to me with word of a small farm girl. You." His hand caressed her hair. "Interesting, is it not? How your mind instinctively went to that which is final…Death."

"What do you want?"

"I told you. I want you." A sneer graced his hollow features. "To train you as my apprentice, to teach you to be a shade. Fighting along side me, for the glory of the King and the Empire."

"I will never." she found the courage to look him in his steely eyes, to which she saw no reflection.

"You will." his tone was soft yet it held malice. A man ,with what appeared to be bugs and other foul creatures circling in and out of him, entered carrying her still fainted sister. "Or I will kill her."