I have a plot now!

Here is the FULL summary: Eragon meets a certain Lady. Who is she? As he spends more time with this Lady, he recognizes some very special and unique qualities about her, qualities that puzzle and yet enthralls him. But then when the girl agrees to go on an adventure with him to Ellesmera alongside with her sister, he finds out the truth about her. Who ever said that truth actually sets one free? In this case it encaptures...

Disclaimer: I do not own Eragon

Chapter 1

"Godiva!" a voice said not so far away. "Godiva, wake up!"

A young lady aroused from her sleep as a result of her younger sister's bickering.

"What is it, Nkeira?"

"My sister, he is coming!" came Nkeira's high and excited voice,

"Who is?" The tired Godiva got up reaching her hands out in the space, hence it was the middle of the night and darkness had consumed the day.

Godiva's little sister stared intensely at her, her brilliant blue eyes dazzling even in the still dark.

"It's the dragon rider," she hissed.

Suddenly Godiva stood still and looked confoundedly at Nkeira.

"The dragon rider?" she asked. "Is he…no…the one that saved the Varden?"

Nkeira nodded.

"Who told you this? Why is he coming? When is he coming?"

Godiva was truly elated at the news but was too bewildered to show any of it.

"Come on, Godiva. He might cross over this way any minute. I even saw him a couple a miles off with my own bare eyes."

Godiva got up and searched for a candle. She found one in her wooden box and lit it. The whole room illuminated. Well, you wouldn't exactly call it a room for she lived in a tree house, where none would disturb her everyday life of simplicity. But this intrusion of the great wonder, Eragon, was no intrusion at all, but a privilege of a highest kind.

So Godiva and Nkeira were armed in their arrows and weapons…just in case…and stood in the shadows of the candle light waiting for the Praised One.

Godiva thought about this dragon rider and thought of how he'd look. Oh, it would be an honor just to catch a small glimpse of his great form, just a small glimpse and then continue with her life. At least she'll have something worth remembering for the remainder of her days.

Then she heard him. He was near.

Godiva let out a soft sigh and blew out the candle.

A/N: This is the shortest chapter I have ever written. It is midnight at the moment and I wanted to get over it quickly and be done with it. But I promise that longer and better thought of and reviewed chapters will come up in the future.

And one more thing, it has been quite a while since I read "Eragon" so I really don't know how to get at this story. Whatever I did wrong, please tell me and hopefully I'll reread the book from the library and refresh my unreliable memory. REVIEW!

If you see a title called "The Unknown Dragon," then that's my brother's. I understand he needs a little work in his writing and grammar. Atrocious it may be but he does have a vivid imagination I suppose. I also wrote the summary for him because his previous idea of a summary was so dull and sounded stupid so please give him some props, and remember! Review!