AN: i don't own eragon or any of the charries but Sorella. Eregon comes in to teh storie in later chaps. Enjoy
AN: I rewrote this chap to make it beta sense people fort it had too many mistakes.
Chapter 1: Past and Present
A girl stumped through the dappled forest, she was dazed and confused, strange sounds swirled around her and flashes of light came thru the gapes in the branches overhead stringing her eyes and making them water. She struggled thru the undergrowth, braches snagged her dress and pulled at her here, long bloody scratches formed along her arms, legs and face she forced herself forward. Her muscles screamed at her to stop but she wouldn't, the fear behind her was too great even though she didn't know what it was. But eventually the Strain became too great and she collapsed shaking and coiffing under a large tree. Her lungs desperately sucked in air, her muscles became num and her throat burned, She was terrified but couldnt continue. After a while her breathing finally slowed and she curled herself into a hollow between two thick tree roots. She lay there quitly listening to the faint sound of rushing water from a nearby river and teh twittering of birds in the trees above. The rush of her own, and seemingly others, thoughts, and jumbled memories fell into her like a hurricane and bombed her until she fell unconscious.
100 years ago a girl named Sorella disappeared 2 weeks before her 17th birthday. No one new where she had gone or what had happened to her. It was rumoured that she ran off with a lover, or perhaps wandered into the forest and was eaten my a wolves, maybe she fell into the river and drowned with her copse travelling far away never to be found. No one new for shore and with time no one seemed to car or remember for more pressing concerns presented themselves and the life of a missing girl became insignificant.
But Sorella wasn't dead. Instead she was trapped as a statue frozen in time deep within a dark and haunted forest.
It was all her father's doing. About 100 years ago he ordered for his only daughter to be captured and bought to him against her will. Ever since her mother had died in mysterious circumstances she had distrusted, feared and hated her father and he had done nothing to try to fix the situation, he was cold, distant and abusive when present, but most of the time he was away doing business that Sorella suspected was of a sinister nature. The men he sent 2 capture her were violent thugs that raped her before turning her over to him with tears of hatred staining her beautiful face, but it didn't matter, he didn't care he had much Worse planned for Sorella any way. Sorella's father took her deep into the forest surrounding the village that she had lived in all her life, he kempt her caged in a hut far away from everyone and every thing. For 11 days she was kept in this way and was fed and given water that tasted strange, Sorella suspected it had been drugged with something but there was nothing she could do as her strength left her at an alarming rate and she weighted for whatever her father had planned for her nex. On the 11th day when she was nearly insane and her body to week to move her father opened the door 2 the shed and dragged her out of the cage. Even throw the trees filtered the sun to a soft green light it still momentarily blinded Sorella and made her skin tingle as the light touched her skin for the 1st time in so long but before her eyes could adjust a sack was forced over her head and her ankles and rests were bound tightly with course rope.
One of the thugs picked her limp body up and started to carry her even deeper into the forest. They travelled for 3 days in near silence with only short breaks so her father and his men could rest. But she was offered no food or water. Sorella new where they were travelling was not somewhere that people normally went, the ear was cold and damp from the thick forest that Sorella guessed she would see if the sack covering her head were removed, ruff leaves and twigs occasion grazed her legs and arms as she was carried. On the 3rd day the going got so tuff that swords had to be used to curve a path threw the thick under growth. Sorella didn't here her father speck as they travelled, but she new he was there, she could sense his presents and feel his eyes on her when they had short periods of rest. Finally Sorella herd her father speak his 1st words since she was imprisoned 14 days earlier, "were here" he announced and they all stopped. They had reached their destination.
The sack was removed from Sorella's head and she looked around. She was in a small clearing about 10m by 10m with thick forest surrounding it on all sides forming an impenetrable wall. Sorella could see a small whole in the bush that indicated the direction they had come from, opposite this was another wounded are and through it an old person came. Sorella couldn't tell if it was an old women or an old man, the face was so winkled and worn it looked like the bark of an ancient tree, it wore brown rags that hung from the hunched shoulders an back, it wore no shoes, its hear was long, thin and grey like dust covered cobwebs. The old person carried a ruff letter bag and a pot with a handle. Sorella suspected it was a sorcerer.
AN: please R&R, thank u