Darkening Skies

by Vardus Libron-Dark God

I don't want to ruin the surprise, but suffice it to say that Eragon is a tad older. Not as evil as my other fic, but kind of dark and is violent. E&A, Murtagh, and A is a Rider. ProbablyM for violence and torture, etc.

1. Chapter 1

The Darkening Skies

A/N Okay, this is a concept chapter. Basic idea, gets out the setting.

I stood. The air around me was thick with incense and the smell of blood. Sickening fluids, evil in a flowing, oozing, form swirled around me. A blade stuck out of the ground. It was long and sharp. Very sharp. The beast in front of me backpedaled furiously as I approached. A switchblade appeared in my hand. Its razor edge extended twelve inches from the pommel. My proper blade lay on the ground twelve meters away.

The beast swung up, its knife clashing into my arm and sending me flying back. It swung down furiously, and I knew it was impossible for even me to block. So instead I pulled out my semi-automatic and blew him backwards towards my vehicle. Said "vehicle" shredded him into a large number of tiny pieces. Saphira growled affectionately, and I clambered to my dragon's side.

I am Eragon Shadeslayer. I am Argetlam. I am Firesword. And I am almost four thousand years old.

A/N:Well, what do you think? R&R.