Thanks to the encouragement and editing of my friend TophFan, I am able to finish the first chapter of the continuation of the Inheritance Cycle!
Lastly, Eragon's approximate age in the Inheritance is twenty. So therefore, he is twenty in this book. (Old right?)
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or the book.
Eragon awoke with a start. The loud BANG was more than enough to rouse him from his slumber. Another few crackles quickly followed like a fox after a rabbit. The dragon rider jumped to his feet and ran out of the cabin and the door was left ajar- not on purpose.
-What's going on Blödhgarm? Eragon shouted in his mind. He could sense the panic that laced the normally calm elf.
-Shurtugal, we hit a storm.
-I happen to know that. Why didn't you steer away from it?
-I...fell asleep. I am profoundly sorry.
Eragon growled frustratingly and slowly made his way towards Saphira's quarters. He took one step at a time; the howling wind and the icy rain was blowing against Eragon's efforts. He muttered in the Ancient Language, Let the wind stop.
To Eragon's surprise, the wind refused to die down, even though he spent a considerable amount of energy.
-Saphira, don't come out, there's a storm.
-I am not a newborn hatchling. I know that.
-What do we do now? We can't wait it out. The boat will be destroyed. Eragon wasn't exaggerating. Little pieces and chips of wood were flying out from the boat. The waves were unmercilessly ramming the boat, Talíta.
-Keep on going north. We'll survive, Eragon commanded towards Blödhgarm, although he was not entirely confident in his statement.
-Yes, Shadeslayer. Liate, kill the wind! Enduriel , cut the sails! We have no need of them.
The elves obeyed Blödhgarm's orders. The Eldunari helped by transporting fresh loads of energy. Their efforts would have turned the tables for the storm; however, an enormous wave came out of nowhere and crashed into the boat.
-Saphira!
-Eragon!
Eragon woke up as a sharp pain jabbed his hips. He had landed on the floor and was stunned. A state of panic washed over him but was quickly receded when concern for Saphira and elves became his thoughts.
He thought to Blödhgarm What happened? Where are we? Why hasn't the storm died down?
Blödhgarm's reply was immediate; I don't know Shadeslayer; the torrents of the storm are fierce and merciless. The rain clouds will not reveal any land nearby.
Eragon, while hearing those chilling words, got up from the slanting floor and mentally shouted to everyone on the ship; Saphira and I will fly into the tempest and scout for land; meanwhile everyone keep going north!
With those thoughts, Eragon stumbled and sprinted towards Saphira. Afterwards, he grabbed a white dragon egg and said in the Ancient language: Put away in the Void.
The white egg disappeared from Eragon's hands.
-Take care of the Eldunari's Blödhgarm! They are too big to bring.
-Of course Shadeslayer. May the winds be with you.
Eragon jumped onto Saphira; the The magnificent blue dragon leapt into the air, but the push off had made the Talíta rock sideways.
Saphira roared with frustration when the vicious winds blasted her into the night. Eragon shouted to Saphira, Are you alright?
-Saphira, remember what I taught you, Glaedr cautioned.
She didn't reply right away, and she glided onwards into the sky. Suddenly the sky flashed with electricity and electrons. With one loud spark of energy, Eragon fell out of the sky and straight towards the wide gaping ocean.
When Eragon opened his weary eyes, he first tested all of his bones. Then he reached out his mind towards Saphira he was alarmed when he discovered the feeling of agony in Saphira's mind.
-Saphira!
-I'm fine. We seemed to have crashed on an island. I'm behind you. Where is the dragon egg?
Eragon said, I put it into the Void, the magical storage box.
-What are you doing here? A foreign voice suddenly resonated within his mind. The voice was light and gentle, but had an aura of authority around it.
Eragon quickly sat up against Saphira and felt the handle of Brisingr when he found himself staring into a pair of white, brilliant, and mesmerizing eyes.
Did you like it so far? Who is the person with the emotionless white eyes? Is he/she a foe or a friend? Please review, my English isn't that great.
Thanks for reading! Next chapter coming soon.