Chapter One of my first fic. R and R please.

"Hey Arya!" Eragon said. "Where is the firewood?"

"I don't know. It might be by the tents."

"Thanks Arya," said Eragon.

Murtagh came running in and said "A Shade is here." Poof! Durza came coughing

out of the smoke.

Durza said "I hate smoke transport. It hearts my nose so much!"

Durza laughed an evil laugh and, in a poof Arya vanished.

"Bring her back!" said Eragon.

Durza replied, "Well, you see, I just can't do that. Bye!"

Poof! Bang! Ting! Durza vanished, leaving a cloud of smoke in his wake.

Eragon fell to the ground, "Noooooooooooooooooooo! I am doomed!" Eragon jumped back on his feet.

He asked Murtagh "What's to eat?" Murtagh grabbed a cooking pan and hit Eragon on the head.

He was out cold for hours.

When he got up Murtagh, was done packing.

Eragon said "Where are you going?"

Murtagh replied, "I am going to get Arya."

"Where do you think she is?" Eragon asked.

"No clue. But I think she is on Mount Nothed," said Murtagh.

"Why do you think that she would be up there?" asked Eragon.

Murtagh replied, "Not many people go up there, and the people that do never come back."

"I'll save her," Eragon said.

I let you get all the thanks and the kiss! No way!" said Murtagh. I'll help too so that we can split it. Fifty fifty.

"OK," Eragon replied. "But I am the pretty boy."

"So," said Murtagh. "I am the strong one."

"Let's just go, all right?"

"Man! My feet hurt so very bad. They're on fire!" Eragon whined.

Murtagh said, "Eragon we have not even left yet."

"Oh! Sorry! Murtagh, how high is this mountain?"

"Nobody knows, Eragon.

"Well, we can we take the stairs."

Murtagh turned flaming red. "It's a mountain, dumbbell!"

"I can't hear you" said Eragon mockingly.

"Just climb, Eragon.

So climb they did for hours and hours until they went so high that they were in three feet of snow. There was no ground on the top of the mountain. It was all frozen ice. The ice cracked as they walked on it. Suddenly, the ice broke with a loud crack. The place where Murtagh was standing fell.

Eragon was running to grab him but he was too late.

Murtagh had fallen more than a hundred feet into the clouds. That is how high they were. Eragon fell to his knees screaming at the top of his lungs.

R and R please!