Hello, this is my first attempt at writing a story, so don't hate me if you don't like it.
Author's Note: Takes place shortly after Eragon, Saphira, and the Elves leave Alagaesia and are looking for a new home. Its only been about three days since Arya turned back.
It was hot, that summer's evening, just like it had been all week. Saphira was laying belly-up in the River, sunbathing, and enjoying the heat from the sun. Eragon was inside the ship attempting to draw out a successful map of the territory the ship had covered so far with Glaedr and the other Eldunari assisting him. He was so focused that he jumped when the Elf on lookout called, "Mountains on the horizon!" The three days spent on the plains were the longest in his life. He was ready to begin looking for a place to raise the dragons. This may finally be the chance he was waiting for. He climbed up on deck and called to Blodgharm, "Can you see It?"
Blodgharm replied with, "No, but that doesn't mean they're not there." Eragon sighed then began to return below deck to study. Saphira suddenly called out to him and said, "We can fly ahead to scout and see if there is really a change in land-mass up ahead." Eragon, not understanding the plea for a chance to fly with him, simply said, "No, if there are mountains up ahead, we should see it on deck any minute now. This ship is elf-crafted you know." Saphira just grunted and responded with a disappointed, "I know."
Saphira, however was unwilling to take "No" for an answer. she took off and began flying ahead. Sure enough, there were mountains ahead. A strange mountain range, but mountains indeed. They weren't all similar height like it Alagaesia. They were Jagged. Some were smaller than the Spine, while some were bigger than the Beors. "Hmm" she said. "I'll fly in closer and investigate."
Upon further investigation, the oddly misshapen mountains weren't just jagged, but were twisted and gnarled like old oak trees. They were also riddled with caves, lakes, streams, and plenty of other hiding places. There was also an aura around the mountains. It created a feeling of uneasiness in Saphira. She reached out with her mind to try to communicate with Eragon, but couldn't find him.
Saphira began to panic, she turned around practically screaming, "Eragon! Eragon, where are you?" Now, not only could she not find Eragon, She was lost among the maze of rivers and mountains. She flew up and perched on the summit of one of them. She couldn't see the plains nor could she tell which, if any of these Rivers were the one Eragon was on.
Meanwhile, Eragon still drawing out his map, and going over his designs of this new endeavor, is suddenly distracted by Blodgharm who comes down and and with a question. "Argetlam," he bows "Could you please, if it's not to much trouble, come out on deck and see this?" "Why?" Eragon responded. "The mountains are about three leagues off the bow. Saphira went ahead to explore about two hours ago. She hasn't been seen since." "I've been down here for two hours?" said Eragon "Six, four before the mountains were seen by the look-out and the two since Saphira's been gone." Responded Blodgharm.
"Well," he said "What do we do now?" He looked at Blodgharm who shrugged. "She's probably just taking a nap." said Eragon. "I highly doubt that Eragon." He looked up at Blodgharm. "Why do you say that?" Blodgharm answered back with, "She's been dozing all day, she can't have been tired." Suddenly Eragon felt his palm burn and a feeling of fear, and pain overcame him. He collapsed to the floor clutching his head. Blodgharm stood in shock at what just happened.
He heard Eragon say for words "I'm... fine... full... sail..." Glaedr completely unaware was informed by Blodgharm, as was the rest of the crew.
Saphira leaped off the mountain and began to retrace her steps. She suddenly heard a screech coming from the mountains above her. She turned around and saw two Leathrblaka coming straight for her. She dove beneath them and turned around roaring as they came about toward her again. Releasing an inferno of fire towards one of the Leathrblaka, she slammed into the other one clawing and biting at it's neck.
They fell, still clawing, while the other appeared to simply 'jump' out of it's flaming skin and dove at Saphira. Saphira could beat one, but not two. Especially when one was on her back. The next thing she knew, she was held down on a ledge in front of a cave. Then she felt them, inside the mountains, hundreds maybe thousands of Ra' zac and Leathrblaka, a whole city swarming with the vile creatures. She felt immense pain, as the two Leathrblaka sank their beaks through her scales, and into her wings. completely immobilizing her.
These ones were smarter, older, and more skilled than the ones that Durza controlled. They hissed at her "Don't move, or we'll break your wings off" "I thought Leathrblaka weren't capable of sparing somebody unless they were told to" retorted Saphira sarcastically. "I'd watch you tongue if I were you Missy!" said one. "We could kill and eat you right now if we wanted to." said the other. Saphira retaliated with "Well, then why don't you?" "We have our reasons." said the first one. "Let's just say we don't waste the last apple." They both screeched simultaneously and something appeared inside the cave in front of Saphira. She tried to hide her shock as she saw a familiar figure with dozens of Ra' zac on either side. "I-It can't be... Eragon and I, w-we killed you."
OK, this is my first attempt at a story. leave a review and any suggestions. If you want me to continue, just say so.
