AN: Hello people, and welcome to my first fanfic ever!
I'm really exited and I hope y'all will like it, I also hope for some reviews, wink, wink, no? Ok then...
But first: my disclamer, uch, uch.
I do not, nor will I ever, own The Inheritance cycle. Although I wish I would.
Anyway, on with the story!
Dragon speech: ~blablabla~
Normal speech: "blablabla"
Prologue
There's a difference between life and death.
In life you are, in death you are not.
With that in mind, I could not possibly be dead, yet I clearly remembred dieing. I recalled the noise, the horrible pain and then the whiteness. But the whiteness stayed.
In death you are not, yet here I was.
I looked around, where exactly was I?
As alredy said, everything as far as I could see was white. There was no horizon, no walls and no floors, but I wasn't falling.
Before I could think about this however, I heard a voice, in my mind.
~Welcome child~
Now, normally, hearing voices in your head is a sign that you're going crazy, but since I already was sort of dead, I figuered it couldn't do that much harm. So I answered, out loud.
"Thank you, where am I?"
~You are nowhere, you died in your own dimension and because our dimension is in dire need of help, we brought you here. To come to you with an offer.~
I had of course heard of the multiple dimensions theory, but for me, it had always been someting from si-fi movies. This voice, however, obviously wasn't joking, which brought me to my next questions.
"Who are you? What offer? And what do you mean you brought me here?"
~My name is Umaroth, I speak for the dragons of my world. We brought your soul here with magic when you died so that, if you accept our offer, you would be able to live again in our world.~
"Wait, hold on, dragons? Your world has... Never mind, what offer? And why me?"
~Our offer is not to be taken lightly, for if you accept, but fail, you will never find happiness again in your life.
You will enter our world in the middle of a war, where no-one will know or trust you, and you will have to save as much lifes as possible. As for why we choose you, I am not to tell you, so you will have to figuere it out for yourself.
We need you to be compassionate, courageous and strong. Will you accept our offer?~
A war? There was a war going on in this world, and I would have to help end it. And they wouldn't even give me a reason why... If I were to accept, I had to save lifes. How was I, a sixteen year old girl, supposed to save anyone? If I failed, I would never be happy again, but what if I succeeded? What if I could help? There was only one way to find out...
"I accept your offer."
Suddenly I felt like i was falling, but how could I be falling if I didn't have a body?
I opened my eyes, wait, eyes?
Crap! I was falling out of the sky, and quickly.
Hold on, is that a dragon?
AN: Sorry to the people who had already read this, something went wrong with the posting. Next chapter should be okay...