The Unknown Rider
Crack. The black stone had rattled back and forth. Leo awoke to the sound of the stone. He had hair the color of midnight, his eyes as red as a rose but as hard as stone. The black stone was furiously rocking now. Cracks had started appearing across the stone. Then out of the top of the stone came a little black head. It stared at him with pale white eyes. Crawling, it came into the moonlight. The creature had soft black scales with slightly feathered wings. " What are you? " Leo asked to the air. Slowly he came closer and reached out his hand. The little dragon rested his head in the crease of his hand. Almost immediately his palm burned. Fighting the darkness that was trying to win over his eyes he had to give in. Waking up, the dragon had been sleeping on his pillow. " Are you hungry little guy? " Leo asked. Practically on cue the dragon woke up. Leo pulled out some mice that he had been catching. The little dragon chased the mouse across the floor. He pounced one time and landed clumsily on his face. " Be careful. We don't want to wake up anyone, " Leo said laughing. " I have to go now, but I'll be back." The dragon looked up with sad eyes, the mouse's tail hanging out of his jaws. Leo walked to his friend Eragon's house. " Eragon, ready to go hunting? " Leo asked.
" Of course, " Eragon replied.
" Eragon, there is something I need to tell you about those stones," Leo whispered in a hushed voice. They had made it into the woods and Leo looked around to make sure no one could hear. " It was a dragon egg Eragon. Can you believe it? Us with dragons, " Leo said excitedly.
" I don't know what you're talking about, " Eragon replied. Then he whispered " Meet me in the field where we would play as kids, tonight. Bring your dragon. " Then the two went hunting. Eragon had shot a buck of massive size, while Leo had made his usual of three plump geese. Walking back to his home Leo noticed the little black dragon sitting on his window waiting for him to get home. He lived with his mom who had always been in town. Except for the nights when she was out of coin. Leo walked in and prepared the fire. After he placed the geese over the fire he walked upstairs. When he opened his door, the little dragon jumped onto him. " Hey, ready to go somewhere tonight? " Leo asked. The dragons eyes lit up with excitement, for he never got to leave the house. Leo had taken a black blanket to hide the dragon when he left. " Hey Eragon I'm here, " Leo whispered. He couldn't see anything past a foot in front of him.
" Over here, " Eragon's voice whispered through the air. As Leo came closer his dragon jumped out and ran to where they were. Shortly after Eragon's did to. She was a beautiful blue dragon. They circled each other, sniffing and recoiling back and forth. Leo had walked over and picked up one of his old axes that he had. He cut down some short trees and branches to place in a tree. He found one just high enough off the ground to build in. He laid the branches in a way so that the dragon could stand. He built walls so the dragon wouldn't walk off. All that was left was a roof. Thinking he grabbed some weeds and stuck them on top, layered sticks over that and then added more so the rain wouldn't seep through. He stuffed the blanket in so the dragon could stay warm and comfy. " I'll be back tomorrow, " he said. The next morning when he walked to town he met the storyteller, Brom. He new so much about dragons that Leo thought he could tell him about his. " Brom, do you have a place where we can talk privately? " he questioned.
" Of course I do. What is it you want to talk about? " Brom asked.
" Dragons, " he said. Brom's eyes lit up with happiness, but he also had sadness with a great longing. " Can you follow me. There is something I need to show you, " Leo said. Leading him to the clearing the little black dragon jumped out. Brom's mouth gaped in aw.
" Where did you get him? " Brom asked. Recalling to the night when they found their eggs Leo replied.
" In the Spine, in a hidden cave. I'm not the only one who found one. "
" Who else? Who else found one? " Brom demanded.
" Eragon, " he replied back. " But there is still a question I have to ask? When will mine be able to fly? "
" Anytime you want him to, " Brom replied.
" How about now? " Leo asked. With the dragon in his arms, Brom instructed him to flap. The little one flapped and flapped until he was airborne. Soaring higher and higher, and then he was gone.