Some notes before this begins:
1. The Inheritance Cycle was not finished when I first wrote this story, so the fate of Alagaësia will be different in some ways.

2. As of the first writing of this, the last game to come out(In America) was Birth by Sleep(which I never played, any information used from that game comes from the wiki). The first chapter takes place after the fall of Hollow Bastion/Radiant Garden BUT as far as things that happened after may be different. I will try and hold true to the story but I will revise as necessary with the original planning of this fic in mind, and thus, details may change.

Somewhere in space outside of Hallow Bastion

Allianna panicked, bracing herself as another Heartless ship's attack struck her gummiship, making it reach critical condition. Spotting a warp hole ahead on the digital map of the known universe, sheset a course, hittin the hyper-drive button, but just as her ship hit the warp hole, another attack hit her ship. She was bolted forward, hitting her head upon the dash, and everything around her went black.

Alagaësia, The Varden camp near Feinster and the Jiet River

Eragon's POV

I walked along the Jiet River, Saphira and the elves behind me. Saphira stopped suddenly. Eragon, look over there.

I followed her gaze, and saw a woman lying on the ground on the edge of the river. I ran up to her, but as I got close, I slowed down and approached her carefully, incase it was a trap. When I got near her, I looked over her. She was a woman about my age; she had long brown hair and pail skin. She wore a lovely dark green gown, which was torn and battered at the hem and there were cuts along her arms.

"She still lives, Shur'tugal." Laufin said.

I nodded and picked her up, before carrying her back to the camp. I would be sure to ask her questions later.

Allianna's POV

My eyes opened slowly and I saw that I was in some sort of war tent. I sat up, noting I was now wearing a dark green gown, before looking around. There was a strange-looking cat, but no one else. Just as I went to stand, a woman entered. "Ahh, your up." The woman said.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"In the Varden's camp just outside Feinster." The woman said. "Eragon found you along the Jiet River."

"Ahh." I said.

A man about my age came into the tent, and looked at me. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Better, thank you." I said. "I'm Allianna."

"Eragon." He said. He turned to the woman. "Thank you, Angela."

She nodded. "Come back when you need fresh bandages." She said.

I nodded, and followed Eragon out of the tent. I won't need to because of my powers. I'll be healed up in no time. I thought.

"How did you end up like that along the river?" Eragon asked, motioning to my bandages.

"I...don't remember." I said, lying. I hoped he didn't notice, I was a bad liar. "Last thing I remember is something hitting my head, then I woke up in Angela's tent."

"You can trust me Allianna." Eragon said.

I sighed. "Is there somewhere we can talk in private?" I asked.

He nodded, and started walking through the camp. It was then I noticed we were being followed by 12 people with pointed ears. Well that's new... I thought.

Soon we approached a tent, aside it was a huge blue dragon. I froze when I saw it. It stared straight back at me. Eragon turned towards me. "It's okay, she won't hurt you." He said. "That's Saphira, my Dragon."

I stared at him, astounded, but continued to follow him inside the tent. He motioned to the cot. "Take a seat, I have a stool." He said. I nodded and sat on the cot, adjusting my gown.

Once he was seated, I took a deep breath. "I have to warn you, what I'm about to say may sound...unbelievable, but I swear that I am telling the truth. This place...this world...I'm not from here. I'm from a world called Hallow Bastion..." I said before telling him everything that happened in the past day. Tears came to my eyes as I recounted how I had to leave Ansem and Samuel behind. "Last thing I remember, I was heading towards a warp hole and my ship was struck. I remember my head hitting the dash and then, I woke up in Angela's tent. I know it's a lot to take in, but that's the truth."

Eragon sat there, astounded, seeming to be trying to process the information I just gave him. "Do you know if these...Heartless followed you?" He asked.

I shook my head. "I have no way of knowing until they attack." I said. "Would you mind telling me what's going on here? I definitely want to know how anyone manages to tame such a huge dragon."

A growl sounded from outside the tent. I am tamed by no one. A female voice said inside my head.

I gasped, shooting my head around. "What the..." I stopped, realizing where the voice must have come from. "She can TALK?" I asked, shocked.

Eragon laughed, nodding. He then started to tell me a long story about how he used to be a farm boy, to the attack on the City called Feinster. There seemed to be a few details missing, but I felt he couldn't divulge certain information without permission. "We are making out way to Belatona as we speak." Eragon said.

"If Galbatorix is as bad as you say, then I'm afraid it may be only a matter of time until the Heartless show up." I said. "But I promise you this: I will do all I can to prevent Alagaësia from suffering the same fate as Hollow Bastion. But first, I'll need to get out of this dress and into something I can fight in."

Meanwhile, in Uru'bean...

Maleficent appeared inside the castle in a swirl of darkness. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. Diaval crowed, falpping his wings at a man who stood at the end of the hallway.

"Who are you?" The man asked, demanding an answer. "How did you get into the Castle? Answer me!"

"You care command the Mistress of all evil?" Maleficent asked, irritated. "Heartless, show this fool some manners!"

Heartless appeared from the floor, and swarmed twords the man, but the man muttered something Maleficent couldn't understand, and the Heartless exploded before they even got near him.

"My my." Maleficent said, a scheming smile appearing on her lips. "I feel much darkness in you. Perhaps there is something I can interest you in?"

I sighed, waiting outside Nasuada's-the Varden's leader- tent as he was speaking to her. I looked at the elves-as Eragon told me about Alagaësia's different races- that had remained outside with me. This world is so strange...so different from any I've ever heard of... I thought. I just hope I'm wrong and the Heartless never show up.

Eragon poked his head out of the tent. "Come in, Allianna." He said.

I nodded, and followed him. There were three others in the tent waiting, and they all looked at me. "Allianna, this is Nasuada the Varden's leader, King Orrin of Surda and Arya, who is the Elves ambassador." He said, indictating who was who as he named them.

I did my best to curtsy. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." I said. "I wish it was under better circumstances, though."

"Eragon was just telling us about these Heartless you say exist." King Orrin said. "Can they be stopped?"

"Believe me, I wish they didn't." I said, sighing. "They can be destroyed, and the most effective weapon is the Keyblade."

"Keyblade?" Nasuada asked.

I nodded, and summoned my own: Dragon Heart. "This is a keyblade, they have many forms, depending on the wielder, but they aren't hard to recognize." I siad before I went on to inform them of everything else.