This is my version of the battle between Murtagh/Eragon and Thorn/Saphira, at the end of the 2nd book. Enjoy. I know its not exactly word for word correct but you get the basic jist of the situation.
"So are you going to kill me or what?" Murtagh laughed, a small hint of madness creeping into his voice. "No, King Galbatorix's orders are to have you captured and brought before him." Saphira, still pinned beneath Thorn roared in anger.
Eragon looked over at her and his eyes grew hard with anger. "Eragon if you don't come I will kill her. Galbatorix still has one more egg, and he can make it hatch and bond with you. But will you willingly sacrafice your other half to save his pitiful rebellion?" he swept his hand over the Varden. Then closed it into a fist, and dropped his hand to his side and smiled evilly. He truly has gone insane.
"Eragon? Murtagh" Eragon froze. He would recognize that voice anywhere. The musical voice was strained with weariness. He turned around and frowned. There standing before was Arya. Blood stained sword held slack in her hand.
"Arya…" He was shocked at the strain in his voice. He felt a hand on his arm and turned to see Murtagh. "Slytha" Eragon slumped to the ground. Before he could hit the floor Murtagh grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder. "Stay where you are elf or he and his dragon die." Murtagh hissed.
Running Murtagh jumped on Thorn in one single leap, slinging Eragon over the front of the saddle and pressing a dagger to his throat. He looked at Saphira. "You will fly with us. Don't try anything or he will die." Saphira nodded and took to the skies. Thorn followed shortly after. ******************************
Eragon woke in a dark cold cell. Groaning he remembered what had happened and let his head fall to his hands. Saphira? Are you there, can you hear me? Eragon waited for any response form his dragon. None came. Just then he heard armored boots heading his way. Soon the door opened to show 10 soldiers and Galbatorix. The Black King looked down at Eragon with a mad glint in his eyes. "So you are the new rider are you? Can you tell me what that pathetic Varden are up to? Where the elves are?"
Eragon looked up at Galbatorix and spat in his face. Galbatorix angrily wiped the spittle from his face and grabbed Eragon by his arm and dragged him deeper into the dungeons. They passed hundreds of doors and hallways, until they finally came to an incredibly thick door. Galbatorix through it open and dragged Eragon in. Eragon looked around the room quickly and saw a set of chains hanging from the ceiling. To his left was a table filled with painful looking objects. Whips, 5 thronged mini whips with nails on the end, and countless other torture devices.
Galbatorix ripped off Eragon's tunic and trousers, leaving him only in his underpants. He chained his wrists to the chains hanging form the ceiling and his legs to the shackles on the ground. To Eragon's right a fire roared to life, heating the iron rods placed in it.
Warning: Torture Scene, if you are squeamish please skip to the end of the torture scene.
Galbatorix walked over to the red-hot iron rods and picked it up and examined it. Without turning around he said; "You will tell me Eragon. Everything. Where your elves live, what your Varden leader is planning, and most importantly your true name. Yes Eragon you WILL tell me." With that said he turned around and faced Eragon. He placed the rod against Eragon's muscled abdomen and let it sit. Eragon screamed in agony. "What is your name Eragon?"
"I don't know" Eragon screamed. Galbatorix removed the rod and stuck it back in the fire to reheat. He grabbed another one and turned around. He stabbed the fresh rod through Eragon's thigh. "What is your name Eragon?" Galbatorix asked in the same calm tone. Eragon screamed as pain lanced up his leg, bringing tears to his eyes. Galbatorix grabbed another rod and shoved it through Eragon's right arm. Again he asked; "What is your name Eragon?" Eragon clenched his jaw tight and closed his eyes.
Galbatorix walked to the table and grabbed a mini 5-thronged whip with nails on the end and swung it experimentally. Again he turned to Eragon and asked, "What is your name Eragon?" When Eragon did not reply he swung the whip, catching and sticking into Eragon's ribs. "What is your name Eragon?" Galbatorix ripped the whip out and Eragon screamed. Galbatorix walked in front of Eragon and waited till he had stopped screaming. "Eragon look to your left. I have the cruelest items sitting on that table. Just tell me your name so that we can move away from this bloody episode." Eragon looked at the table then back at Galbatorix and smiled.
In the Ancient Language Eragon said; "You will never get my name, or the elves location, or what the Varden is doing form my lips."
"Fine, then I will take it by force." Galbatorix launched a powerful attack on Eragon's mind, but Eragon was ready for it and had only one thing on his mind, Arya.
End of Torture Scene.
Please R&R!!! I'm planning on making this more than just this lol