This is set after Eldest so if you haven't read Eldest, don't read this!

This is set after Eragon finds out that Murtagh is in fact his brother.

This is my first story so don't be too mean please!

After Eragon had promised to travel to Dras-Leona with Roran, a shout was heard at camp.

"We have a prisoner! We have a prisoner!"

Eragon and Roran both and turned and headed out of the tent. They saw two soldiers dragging a soldier, obviously from Galbatorix's army along the ground.

"Prisoner! Prisoner! We have a prisoner!" They shouted again.

Eragon saw Nasuada and Arya appear and walk towards the soldiers and Roran and him proceeded to do the same.

The soldiers walked up to Nasuada and Arya, still dragging their captive, and forced the captive to kneel down on the ground in front of them and they said, "Here is your prisoner m'ladies," bowing to them at the same time.

Nasuada thanked them and then spoke to the prisoner, "Who are you man? Tell us what you know of Galbatorix's plans if you know any. We won't hurt you as long as you are truthful to us."

The prisoner stayed still, just looking at the ground with his hair covering his face.

"Who are you and what do you know?" said Eragon roughly.

This time the prisoner slowly looked up and his hair fell out of his eyes and looked at Eragon, and it was to everyone's amazement, that he was not a he, but a her. She looked at them all slowly, the expression on her face cold and indifferent the whole time.

Everyone was silent.

Eragon asked again, but more gently, "Who are you?"

The girl looked at him again, straight in the eyes, her deep bluey greeny eyes seemed to pierce his soul and involuntarily he took a step back.

"I am Dana O'Hara. A soldier in Galbatorix's army. Why do you wish to know Shadeslayer?" she said in a soft, cool voice and her eyes too, seemed to soften and become slightly bluer.

"Why do you fight for him?"

"Why do you think I fight for him, oh might Shadeslayer. I thought someone with your repute would have a bit more brain, obviously, I was wrong."

One of the soldiers slapped her round the face. "Don't you dare speak to him like that you little wretch." And the soldier raised his hand to hit her face again and Eragon stopped him.

"No, you shall not hit her. That is what Galbatorix does, not us."

"Sorry sir"

Nasuada said to Dana, "Are there more females fighting in Galbatorix's army?"

Dana turned to look and Nasuada. "No. I am the only female fighting in his army."

Arya inquired, "Why just you?"

Dana shrugged and looked at the ground.

Eragon knelt down beside her and placed his hand under her chin and lifted her head up so he could look at her face. She tensed up a little under his touch but he barely noticed. She was beautiful. As enchanting as any elf he had seen. Her eyes seemed to vary in colour, but even under the mud and blood that streaked her face, and the red mark the soldier had left, you could still see her skin was as pale as snow. Her face was all proportional, a prefect nose with a few freckles dotted across it, full lips that were a light pink colour, probably because of the cold in the air, and her hair was red, and hung down just past her shoulders.

"Why were you the only female fighting?" he asked her.

"Because I'm the only one good enough."

"How modest." Said Arya raising her eyebrow.

"Well, we can't all be as prefect as you elves," said Dana in a very mocking tone.

"You do realize you are our prisoner and shouldn't speak like that. We are the ones who hold your life in our hands." Said Nasuada cuttingly.

"You think you can use death to try and threaten me or scare me in to admission?" laughed Dana. "I'm sooo scared! I'm quaking in my little black boots I'm that scared."

Eragon stood up. "You really should learn some manners."

"Well, you're probably going to kill me soon so what's the point? It's not like I'll need them when I'm dead."

"ENOUGH! You are behaving childish. Tell us what you know of Galbatorix's plans!" said Arya very angrily.

"I KNOW NOTHING OF HIS PLANS." Shouted Dana back at Arya. "Do you really think he'd tell this miserable wretch any of his plans?" she added bitterly with sorrow and regret mixed into her voice as well.

They all looked at her puzzled and bewildered.

"Well, what to we have here?" piped Orrin up, rather cheerily, coming to stand beside Nasuada.

When they all turned to look at Orrin, Dana made her bid for escape. She jumped up and began to run, very fast for someone who had been fighting for hours.

The soldiers drew their swords and started to run after her. Arya muttered something and Dana fell to the ground.

…………to be continued…………..