Shape Changers 2

This is the second story for Shape Changers. It takes place after the riders are reastablished, though there aren't as much as what they were in the olden times there are still many dragons and riders. Eragon and Saphira run them together. Arya died about a century ago so now Eragons only family is the grandchildren of Roran whos dead and his daughters, then of course Saphira who's mate was Thron before him and Murtagh left to explore the world. Ohh ya instead of having the riders based on the island of Vreognard I have them placed in the Spine close to where the chared remains of the old village of Carvahall is.

Unknown to the new Riders a race of shapeshifters have come to the land. They weild a natural magic that lets them change into one other form besides their human appearance. Now to the story.

My breath came out in puffs of cold air as I raced through the snow laced forest trying to outrun my pursuers. My paws hit the floor of the forest making quiet crunching noises as they broke the top layer of the snow and I could hear the same noises behind me.

I raced through the woods dodging branches that whipped at my face and jumped over the thick roots of the trees that threatened to trip me. Suddenly the trees ended and I skidded to a halt on my paws creating furrows in the snow as my great bulk of black fur came to a sudden stop. Turning around my ears flat to my head and tail between my legs in fear I saw the glowing feral like yellow eyes of my pursuers. My fellow wolves.

All three of them were almost identical. They were all as large as a horse and just as deadly as a dragon. Their bodies were naturally muscled and under the fur you could see the muscles rippling. The lead one a black furred wolf stepped forward a silver mark circling up around its left eye. In a gruff voice it spook, "You are not welcome here Leo and you knew that so why did you return?"

I growled uncertainly, behind me was a large drop off into freezing water and infront of me were three large wolfs, sure one possibly two I could take on but not without being severly hurt. "I had no choice, I had to get back to land where I could survive."

"You always have a choice. Just like the choice you made that night!" A grey wolf barked from the others side. It had a slightly smalled build more sleekly muscled and was just a little shorter then the others. Its voice though still ruff because of the muzzle and fangs was unmistakably female.

"That was out of my control and you know that." I retorted taking a step forward.

"Enough lets just end this now!" The last wolf a male grey furred one with a white mask on its face covering its muzzle and around its eyes growled out getting low to the ground and ready to lunge.

With a roar he jumped forward and I happily met in mid air. We crashed to the ground growling and snarling as we bit and scratched at eachother with our sharp fangs and claws. I was more experienced though and had the size advantage of the smaller wolf and when I saw an opening I reached around with my muzzle and grabbed the scruf of his neck throwing him off and into a tree where he fell down whimpering in pain.

I snarled as I got painfully to my paws. My body was riddled with cuts and bite marks and my black fur was dyed darker with my blood. I bared my blood stained fangs to the last two wolves as they both prepared to lunge.

With a howl of anger they lunged lost in the instincts of the pack as they saw their pack mate beaten and thrown aside. My ears fell, if they were feral I really had no chance of winning this. I growled though, I will not step down! With a whimper of pain they collided with my still grounded body and started to bite me and scratch at me. For every one wound I inflicted I received two wounds back. I was scratched across the muzzle the claws just barely missing my left eye as they cut open my flesh. Blood clouded my vision but I could only howl I pain as I felt teeth sink in on my right ear and take a part of the end off.

Though it felt like hours it could only have been minutes. With satisfied growling the two feral wolves backed off of my bloody body leaving me to stain the snow a scarlet color in the dark full mooned night. "He won't last long. Come lets tell the news that the great Leo has fallen." The first wolf said happily. Slowly the three wolves limped away all of them carrying their own injuries.

I whimpered in pain as I raised my muzzled face to the moon. This is it, my last night. Well if this will be the last I won't die in this form.

I closed my eyes in concentration and let out a drawn out sigh and when I opened them again instead of the yellow eyes of a wolf soft green eyes stared out from a human face. My long black hair fell before my eyes in bloody strands. I looked down at myself. I was well built even in this human shape, slightly tanned skin with black hair that fell to my shoulders. My only clothes was a pair of brown shorts and I could fell the winter chill seeping into my skin numbing my body to the pain coming from the deep gashes in my body.

Reaching up I explored what I couldn't see. I felt the stickyness of fresh blood running down my left side of my face, under the blood I could feel three deep gashes that just barely missed blinding my left eye. The cuts that will surely scar travelled over my left eye and across my nose before stopping just above my mouth. I could feel the pain dissapearing which I knew was a bad sign as my hand travelled to my right ear feeling the chunk missing from it that bled profusely.

I fell over onto my back as sleepiness took over from both the cold and blood loss. My eyes stared up at the moon sadly as my vision dimmed. Before I could completly pass into darkness I heard the sounds of large flapping and a roar of shock. I slowly turned my head to the side seeing the shape of a large beast landing and a smaller creature approach but before I could see them clearly my world went dark.

? POV

"Liana what's that?" I stared down in wonder as three large figures dissapeared into the tree line leaving a forth on the snow covered ground unmoving. My dragon Liana swung her large white scaled head towards the spot I was pointing to and I heard her roar in surprise. "Liana what is it?" I asked again.

"Hang on!" I heard her order inside my head as she suddenly swung around and dived down towards the figure in the snowy ground. As we got closer I saw the shape take on the large form of a person. The second Liana landed to the ground with a whirlwind of snow I jumped off landing easily and without a sound and made my way towards the prown person.

When I was halfway there I saw the persons head fall down onto the ground limply staring in my direction. Fianlly I got to it -him I guess I should actually say- and looked at him. A large man around my age so seventeen or eighteen. Was pretty well muscled, had slightly tanned skin and dark black hair, I couldn't see his eyes as they were closed. His only thing for clothing was a pair of brown shorts, nothing else but I could feel as slight warmth radiating from him from even three feet away. He was still alive as I could see the slight and small puffs of his breath in the cold air but she were coming less frequant even as I watched. The blood around him was stained a ruby red with his blood and I could see deep gashes covering his body most promenent of which was a large three clawed gash running alone the left side of his face and over his nose to his mouth just barely missing the eye, then there was also a large chunk missing from his right ear.

Crouching down at his side I slipped my uniqually purple hair behind my ears and held my right hand out over him. "Liana I'm going to need help." I felt her meld her mind with mine and felt the rush of power and senses along with it. Drawing on my new found strength I muttered the words of healing and ran my hand over the as much injuries as possible. I knew our limits though greatly increased when combined in mind and power were still to small to heal him fully so I skimmed over the wounds healing the minor ones and stopping the flow of blood from the ones I couldn't.

Finally I was done and fell down onto my butt with a gasp feeling the drain of power as it left me oddly weak. With half closed eyes I got up to my numb feet and took a spar blanket from the saddle on Liana before rapping it around the mysery man. "We have to get him out of the cold." I could tell Liana agreed because without question she knealt down and gently took the large man in her claws before taking off with me on her back. We flew only a short distance but it still took awhile before we finally reached our home.

Our home was a small cave set in the side of a mountain. It had other caves branching off from the main entry one that acted as rooms. Most of them were empty though some were full with items for living. It was just me and Liana living here so I had a bed set beside a comfy dip in the rock that she laid in, in one of the side caves. In another one with a natural chimney we had a stone stove and some tables. While another one was a bathroom and finally we had a spar room. All of these places were big enough for Liana to enter for possibly another hundred years.

Liana flew right in and to the spar room where she gently placed the sleeping form of the man on the bed still wrapped up in the blanket. Before I could protest she left and walked towards our bedroom across the cave from the spar one and settled down for me to get off. "Don't even think of arguing Amelia!" Liana said sternly as I opened my mouth to say something when I got off. "Now please take this scratchy saddle off and get some sleep, anyways from the extent of his injuries he will be sleeping for a while now." Following my dragons orders I took off her saddle and placed in to the side before changing into a night gown and slipping into my bed. I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow.

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