I am sorry I haveen't been able to update on any of my stories. I have a good reason though. I got grounded and as punishment got my laptop taken away because I think fanfiction is more important then school. Hear that people, you are more important to me then my grades. Boy, you guys are way to spoiled. Well, anyways I thought I would reward you with another story. this first chapter is really short, because it is just kind of a taste. I would highly appreciate reviews on what to write, ways to improve my story, and whether you like it or not. I will give it a week because I am too impatient to give it any longer. Also, if you want to beta this story, please PM me. Thank-you

Disclaimer: I am not Chirstopher Paolini

Here I sat looking at his grave, His actual grave. One only very few know about. I am lucky enough to be one of those few. This site so grander than the rest. They both are encased in the Isidar

Mithrim. Using magic as well as the mining knowledge of the dwarves they will forever be encased. Eragon on top of Saphira. Eragon with Brisingr raised, ready for war. Ready for life. Ready for

everything. Ororom and I sat here both thinking. Ororom came up to me and just watched. He looks as well as acted so much like his father. He soon asked me, "What does that stone say

momma?" I looked at him then looked at the plaque he was pointing at.

Here lies Lord Eragon Shadeslayer Kingslayer Rider of Saphira

He slew the Ra'zac

He slew the shade Durza

He slew the evil Tyrant King

He is the savior of Algaesia

He is our father

Farthen Dur

Ororom looked at me with his sapphire eyes wide. He then blinked and looked around. He then just sat there and looked at something. I looked over to the direction he was staring at. In the corner

of the tomb was a waist high sapphire pedestal. On it sat a sapphire dragon egg. Ororom, the two year old, unknown son of Eragon stood up and hobbled to the egg, I could sense the wards from

over here yet he cut though them as if they were nothing. His hand soon came in contact with the egg. It was silent………….then a squeak…………..another one…………..a few cracks and a dragon was

now hatched. There from the egg sprouted a sapphire blue dragon. Ororom put his palm on the dragon's snout. Where my own Gedwai Ignesia was started to glow as did the hand of Ororom.

While this was happening I glanced at Eragon. His own palm was glowing also. Not just that, but the Isidar Mithrim started to crack. By now the guards were coming in to see what was happening.

They looked to me for an explanation that I as Queen of the elves as well as Queen of Algaesia should give them. I turned to them and said, "My son, Ororom, new dragon, rider, my friend, Eragon,

glowing, cracking, coming back." Just then Ororom said, "Your name is Saphira." I, the guards also, just looked at him in shock. Then the guards kneeled down and said, "Hail Ororom, blue rider of

Saphira son of….." they looked at me in question and I simply stated, "Eragon" They then finished off with, "Son of Eragon" Just as they spoke his name the Isidar Mithrim shattered into millions of

tiny pieces and you heard a mighty dragon's roar that no way could have come from the five minute old Saphira.

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