A/n- Hello everyone, near and far, was up? Just kidding…Ok some of you may think I copied somebody else's idea, but it was all mine! Anyway… please review and read and all of you get a treat, just kidding. Everything is basically the same as before except it's fixed and more chapters are on their way! Yeah, I'm back!

Disclaimer- I don't own anyone Mr. Paolini has made, just the plot; if I did I wouldn't have to go to school. (Psst… Cheesy line from a long, long time ago…)

Chapter 1: Where Am I?

Katherine Crook, a girl of fifteen, was sitting at her bedroom desk, reading, on a summer's day. Young Katherine lived in the small town of Ardadon. It was a new village in South Canada, which meant that the village had an extremely low population.

She was tall for her age; she had long brown hair that lay on her shoulders. Katherine had chocolate brown eyes, but was known to change colors in different lightings. In her right palm was a scar like no other; there was a circle with a cross inside it. Her mother has never told how she got it, because she simply didn't know. A couple of years before her mother told her she adopted her at a year old.

The room Katherine was in was simple. Only because her family, which just consists of her mother, her, and their fat cat, Sabrina, just moved in. White walls with pink curtains that held around a wide window, nothing more, and nothing less.

Katherine loved to do many things, but most of the activities had to do with friends. Since she just moved she didn't have any friends, so the only thing she liked to do was to read. Her birthday just past and her mother gave her a new book that she was eager to read. It had Sapphire dragon on it with gold letters that read 'Eragon'. Normally, she would fall in love the main character at the end of a story because he would have done a heroic deed, but in this story she fell in love with Eragon right away.

Katherine felt a little parched so she opened the door, holding the spot in her book, that was right next to her desk that led down to a short hallway with many boxes. Her cat ran in and jumped on her bed.

"Mom, could you get me some water, please?" Katherine asked with a dry, scratchy throat. Her mother looked back down the hallway, their looks were the exact opposite. Her mom was average height for her age, had bouncy blonde hair, and blue eyes. Katherine and her mother weren't that close, but only because her mother was never home because of work and her mother on-going dates. At the moment Katherine's mother was an unloading box of the last dozen boxes.

"If you want something to drink come get yourself." Her mother said, opening another box.

"Please?" Katherine asked with puppy-dog eyes.

"Get it yourself, here I'll even take out the glass for you." Her mom said taking out a glass from a box, and she put it on the counter playing with it. Katherine rolled her eyes, marked her spot, and rolled her desk chair back.

"Fine…" She mumbled, sluggishly getting up. She passed by the short hallway in no time at all, while dragging her feet. Her mom sort of looked down at her at the moment. Katherine grabbed the glass and went into the kitchen sink. She got her fill of water in the glass and began to walk back. Her mother caught her arm.

"Honey, I know I haven't spent much time with you since we moved here, but I have to take a lot of…umm…classes to understand some French." Her mom said with guilt holding back in her eyes.

"Mom, I know you are going on blind dates lately to find the right man to pay for our lives. I haven't been six in a long time, you have done this to me for years." Katherine said feeling guilty for ever being around. Her mother let go of her with anger. She turned around and began to empty out boxes.

"Alright, then I'm guessing you know that have another date tonight." Her mother said rummaging through boxes looking for nothing in particular.

"Yes mother," Katherine said taking a sip of her water, " I saw you flirting with old man, Peter Tucker."

"Honey, he isn't that old."

"Mom. He is ten years older than you and you are like forty-five." Katherine said pointing out the obvious. "Mom we can live without the rich money if we just conserve."

"Honey we can't always get the things that you want if we don't have-"

"The things I want!" Katherine yelled cutting off her mother, "I know you were wealthy at my age! You mean the things that you want!" Katherine stomped her feet all the way to her room, She turned around before closing the door. "DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME HIGH MATENINCE LIKE THAT AGAIN!" She screamed down the hallway, and then slammed the door dramatically. She rolled her seat back and sat in, she placed her water right next to the book, as she began to bang her head on the desk. Tears were streaming down her cheeks; she couldn't believe that her called her something she wasn't.

She wiped her eyes from her rosy cheeks. She sniffled and opened her book, and began to read again. She couldn't think straight at the moment, she kept thinking of all the reasons how she isn't high matience like her mother. She's the one who goes on all the dates, she's the one that give me stuff that I don't even want.' She thought to herself, She the one that's looking for money, but can't find because she has to earn it.

SMACK! Katherine jumped out of her seat and almost knocked her water over. Katherine looked around the room, and found her cat sitting on the windowsill trying to get a bug from outside. Katherine rolled her eyes.

"Stupid cat… My mother had gotten you for no reason as well." Katherine mumbled, but loud enough for the Sabrina to hear. The cat perked up her ears as if she understood what she just heard. Katherine went back to reading; she still couldn't keep her mind on the book. "Oh my god, I wish I can go and figure out happens in the book instead of reading, when I can't think straight. And might point out my mother isn't a pleasure either." She wished frustrated. The cat jumped up onto the desk and knocked the water all over her book, the cat trying to rub against Katherine.

"YOU STUPID CAT!" Katherine screamed kicking the cat, Katherine opened the door before she would kick her again, and Sabrina ran for her dear life behind Katherine's mother.

"YOUR STUPID CAT SPILT WATER ALL OVER THE PAGES IN MY BOOK!" Katherine yelled with fury at the both of them. She slammed the door again. She picked up the book and flipped through the pages. All the words were either unreadable, or just plain blank. She slammed the book on the desk, and jumped onto her bed, face in pillow.

"Is this what happens when I pray, Lord?" She mumbled, sourly.

"Katherine…"Came a voice, Katherine had fallen asleep after the act with the cat and her mother. "Katherine, wake up, honey…" Katherine realized it was her mother so she pretended she was sleeping. "Katherine, come on, honey I need to go please talk to me."

Katherine mumbled, and turned over to the wall. "Honey, I just wanted you to know I love you." Her mother kissed her on the back of Katherine's head, and rubbed it a little bit, gently. She got off her bed and left the room slowly.

Katherine straightened up as the door closed. She heard her walk down the hall. Then got up and walked to the door herself, and cracked the door opened. She saw her mom putting her coat on. She was standing next to a man with gray hair, that was unbelievably tall for his age as well.

"Are you ready?" He asked with a deep voice. Katherine watched every move he was putting on her mom.

"Yes, I'm ready Peter." Said her mother a little regret in her voice. They walked out the door. Katherine closed the door and picked the Eragon book, tossed in her hand once, and threw onto her bed, the book, opened to the page that Katherine left off at. She sat down at the desk thinking being alive was the stupidest thing ever.

The book began to glow yellow, the wind blew hard outside. The light caught Katherine's eye, she blinked and did a double take. She had never seen a glowing book before. She got up cautiously, and yet curiously.

The book blinked, and Katherine ran to it hoping she didn't missed what happened. She picked up the book examining it "No come back." She whispered, shaking it. The page number blinked twice, then the whole room was filled a blinding light.

The book was gone along with Katherine.

"Dear," Came a voice. Katherine thought it was her mother and pulled up the covers and grumbled.

"Not now mom." She mumbled.

"Excuse me." This was not her mother's voice; it sounded too old and too wise. Katherine's eyes widened with shock. She straightened up fast; eyes abnormally wide to see an old woman in a dim lit one room hutch, which actually seemed kind of cold. "Are you alright dear?" The old woman was about in her seventies, and looked extremely friendly.

"Yes." She said flatly with a squeaky, how exactly could she be all right. She was in somewhere has never been to before, with a woman that she has never met before. If you know she could be all right, tell her. "Sorry, but who are you?" Katherine's voice was less squeaky.

The old woman chuckled; Katherine didn't know what to do so she gave a small uncomfortable laugh.

"Dear how do you not know me? Everyone knows me, because I'm the city's healer." She said wisely. Katherine still didn't know what was going on, so she gave her puzzled look. "Still don't know, well might as well tell you. I am Gertrude, healer of Carvahall." She said with pride. Katherine's eyes widened even more.

"Where are we?" Katherine had feeling she was out of her town.

"Carvahall, dear. And who are you?" Gertrude said eyeing her suspiciously.

"I'm Katherine Crook." She said nervously.

"Is Carvahall your hometown or do you travel from somewhere?" Gertrude asked. Katherine looked at her frightened. "Dear you can tell me, I won't hurt you. I am here to heal you." She gave a warm smile, it made Katherine relax a little. Katherine took in a big breath.

"Ardadon, Canada." She gulped.

"And how far is Canada? One day walk, two day walk?" Gertrude asked.

"Depends." Katherine said not really know what Gertrude was talking about. " Excuse me but what time period are we in?"

"The Renaissance, dear." The question worried Gertrude as if Katherine had amnesia. "Are you feeling any better than you did before?" Gertrude asked sort of to herself.

"Was I sick?" Katherine asked worried herself.

"Well, someone found you in the snow, in your colorful undergarments, they bought you in here and you had a slight fever." Gertrude said feeling her head.

"Snow? How is that possible it's the middle of the summer? Isn't it?" Katherine said pushing Gertrude's old hand away from her face.

"Katherine," Gertrude put her hand back on her head, "It's the winter, and I think you have amnesia."

"What?" Katherine got up out of the bed she was in and opened the hutch door. She was stunned. There was clear white snow outside. She automatically thought that her mother had sent her back to the adoption agency when she was asleep, but thought that wasn't possible because she was in the Middle Ages. Gertrude came up next to her; she led her to the bed.

"Dear you look good in that gown, that I gave you." The old woman said trying to change the subject. Katherine looked down she was wearing plain white gown. She had to admit herself she looked good in it. Gertrude left to the fireplace and said, "Oh I almost forgot the man said he found lying next to this book." She bent down and picked up her Eragon book. Katherine was even more stunned.

"May I see that book, please?" Katherine asked practically trying to reach the book herself like a little kid.

"It is yours, Katherine." Gertrude said walking towards her and giving it to her. As soon as she gave it back Gertrude went back to the fireplace and began stirring something in a pot. Katherine flipped through the pages all the pages were blank like she was supposed to write down what happens like a diary entries. Then that's when it hit her, she had been sucked into the world of Eragon.

She almost fainted until, "Katherine don't fall back to sleep until you have something to eat." Gertrude nagged. Katherine sat up and rolled her eyes; it was as if she was home again.

"Yes Ma'am." Katherine said with respect. Gertrude came over with a wooden bowl and wooden spoon. She handed it to Katherine, she accepted it and held it curiously. Gertrude stood there waiting.

"Well are you going to eat or not." Gertrude stated. Katherine was a little afraid. She took a little spoonful of whatever it was, and sipped it. It was a basic chicken noodle soup.

"This is really good." She pointed out the obvious. Gertrude smiled warmly. Katherine ate the rest of the soup in no time at all. Then soon later she fell asleep again, she hoping that the next day would be a little more interesting then that day (a day full of shock). The one thing she wished was to see Eragon and Saphira. That was the reason she wished to be in the book.

A/n- So what do you think? I hoped you liked it. ;) (I was a dork in the past! Ahh!)