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fanfiction
set 27 years after eragon's departure
The RETURN
Prolouge
In the land of Alagesia, after the tyrant Galbatorix was defeated by Eragon and Saphira not many years ago. A new story begins as a young boy by name of Daran is born.
Chapter 1. The Hero Is Born
Screaming filled the stone halls of a great castle as a frantic and worried husband runs to the source of the pain filled screams "Oh no beloved, am I too late?, I was at the forge when they called..." his voice trailed of as he stared at the still infant, fearful and hopeful he lifted the newborn. slowly trying to help it breath, slowly but surely it gasped and coughed and cried.''Hahaha, my God
Daran was born in Carvahall to a wealthy family that had been related to the great Eragon,but unfortunately a terrible tragety had befallen his mother and he had nearly nearly been killed himself had it not had been for his brother,Credo, who had pushed him out of the way a an angered bull charging in the city streets. Even though Daran had escaped Credo wasn't so lucky, the bull's horn tore a large gash from the upper left side of his torso the the lower side of his left thigh
Credo gritted his teeth as the healers started chanting. His muscles and skin began to move about and reattach, his very skin crawling. He felt an intense iching sensation in which he felt he would scratch himself to the bone. When it was over he placed his hand to his wound expecting to feel pain, and to his amazment found a flawless skin beneath it. He stood from the table grimancing ,although his wound had been healed none of the pain had subsided. Daran sat beside him and asked ''So ,does it hurt?'' ''What?''said Credo still trying to resist the urge to scratch. ''Does it hurt?''Daran said again ,pointing to Credo's now healed wound.''Ah, not much.'' he replied. Daran jumped and ran, a puzzled Credo looked after him still somewhat shaken from the incident that had occured earlier he looked and saw that Daran had returned with and object in his hands and he said looking at Credo with a playful expression ''I challenge you to a duel brother, what say we test how well that wound has healed?''asked Daran offering Credo a worn wooden sword, one of which that they had used in their training since their early childhood. ''I accept your challenge ,but I will tell you that I won't be holding back. As they each held up their swords, the playfulness ceased. More serious expressions appeared on their faces as they stood motionless, neither one moving while trying to decipher each others first move . Daran darted forward and slashed at Credo's vulnurable left parried and returned the attack with a jab to the knee,Daran barely had time to defend himself as he grited his teeth to hide the pain as he prepared to strike again but before doing so,Credo swung at Daran's exposed belly, He had blocked and hit Credo in the chest with the pommel of his sword