Hey all tkb17 here, this is my first fanfic, so no flaming please!
DISCLAMIER: none of the recognizable characters {eg Arya, Eragon, Saphira, ect} belong to me. (But one can dream right?) I only own the plot and any OCs I chose to add.
Random thought of this posting: Why is it that in almost all the fan fiction that I read there is no mention of Elva?
Chapter 1: Endings and Beginnings.
Eragon lifted Glaedr's Eldunari over his head, presenting it to the sun and the new day, and he smiled, eager for the battles yet to come, so that he and Saphira might finally confront Galbatorix and kill the dark king.
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Eragon awoke stiff and tired from the previous day's battle and yawned with relief at their victory. Saphira, who had yet to be dragged in to the waking world, snored peacefully to the left of Eragon's tent. After dressing in a light tunic and trousers he left the tent for a stroll. Nasuada had asked for his summons the night before and he had to reluctantly turn her down, pleading exhaustion. Nasuada had ceded to his desires with a promise that he would return to her the next morning. He now wondered aimlessly through the camp nodding at greetings of 'Shadeslayer!', 'Argetlam', and variations of 'The bane of the Ra'zac'. He greeted all with a wave of his hand or a nod, barely aware of Blödhgarm trailing behind him. He looked toward the clouds, for it was not quite sunrise, and saw the red tinted sun of a new day. A mind not his own touched his thoughts, his other half Saphira was awake.
Little One, why did you not wake me?
You seemed in a good place. And besides, we both need our rest. You more than me.
Nonsense. You need it more then I.
And why would that be oh wise one?
In case you see a sign proclaiming 'Quick sand here! Don't step in me!'
Eragon sighed in frustration. Yes Islanzadĺ
Saphira growled through their mental link. Grinning Eragon said quickly. I could always swim out. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
And that, Little One, is why you need your rest!
He walked to Nasuada's command pavilion and pushed through the front flap. The heat was stifling. Bowing to a tired looking Nasuada, who sat limply on her tall backed chair, he sat as close to the thin red wall as he could. With an almighty crash Saphira alighted on the ground. Eragon could hear the clanking of armor outside as the Nighthawks, Nasuada's elite guard, hurried to raise the pavilion wall.
Several minutes of cursing later Saphira stuck her gem like head into the small meeting room, throwing blue speckles of light at dizzying speeds across its occupants. The small group of two had grown, and now included King Orrin, Arya, Nar Garzhvog, and several others. Nasuada cleared her throat, resting her bandaged arms on her thighs, and said "There is a slight problem that greatly needs our attention. We have a spy in a very high place located within our army."
It's too short I know… Special thanks to NimbusMM for moral support and being my awesome Beta, and to everyone who read this! I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I can, but it might take me a little bit D=… let me know what you think and please R&R! I'll try to respond to as many as I can, and answer any questions I can. If it's a good, constructive question I'll try to post it on the top of the next chapter with my answer. No promises though… Any way let me know what you think!