A/N: This takes place after the order of the Dragon Riders has been restored, sometime after Brisingr

Declaimer:I don't own anything, execpt for Matt

It was my father's idea that I go to the Rider-Finding-Egg-Choosing event, I don't like to disappoint my father, so I went. As I stood in line I noticed the other children looking at me with startled expressions, their parents however looked at me as they would any other child out of respect for my father. I do not look human, elvish, urgalish, or even dwarvish, but more like a mixture of human, elvish, and I believe a hint of dragon, this is because of my lineage. I then stepped forward another step. Only five more until me I thought.

Soon it was my turn and I stepped forward. There were three eggs on a table made of gold, one egg was blood red, another one was gold, and the third was pure white. I touched all of the eggs, and after my only seconds after my hand left its surface the white egg glowed. The light that it emitted was constantly changing color which caused the people to stand motionless humbled in awe. I too felt a sense of awe pulling at my very soul; but, almost as quickly as it had began, it ended. One of the "guardians" of the egg, an elf, picked up the egg and asked my name. "I am Matthew Eragonsson" I told him.

"Behold, Matthew Eragonsson has the good fortune to be chosen as the next Shur'tugal" (Shur'tugal being the ancient language word for Dragon Rider) I was then told to follow a very tall elf that had a particularly long nose, into the tent behind the table. The inside of the tent was decorated with glyphs of the ancient language one side told of the betrayal of Galbatorix. On the other wall was the story of my father Eragon and how he killed Galbatorix, then how he resurrected the extinct dragons by riding across the ocean on his dragon "Saphira" and bringing back approximately 500 dragons to Alagaesia and thus reviving the dragons from extinction.

"Runners will be dispatched to your home to bring your parents here" Said the elf "Where exactly do you live?"

"The huge castle in the middle of the city" I said "Not too hard to find, just ask for Eragon"

The elf concentrated for a second then said, "The runners will be arriving any moment"

"Good" I said "What is your name?"

"Aiedail"

"Atra du evarínya ono varda, Aiedail-vodhr" I said. (May the stars watch over you, honored Aiedail)

"Atra esterní ono thelduin, MatthewShur'tugal" (May good fortune rule over you, Eragon Dragon Rider.)

"Atra esterní ono thelduin, mor'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr, un du evarínya ono varda." (May good fortune rule over you, peace live in your heart, and the stars watch over you.)

"And also to you" Aiedail said.

Then we heard a whoosh, and the ground shook. My father walked in. "Congratulations my son!" he said "You are now the third in our bloodline to be named Dragon Rider, and the egg is one that Saphira's the mother of!" I felt Saphira touching my mind and I let her in. I trust you will keep my offspring safe, hatchling She said.

You know I will, Saphira I replied.

You better

She withdrew from my mind. "So, what now?" I asked.

"Now we wait for it to hatch" Aiedail said

"How long will that take?"

"3 or 4 days"

"3 or 4 days?"

"That'd be correct"

I was told that as a new rider I would live in a tent of gold, with any other person that had gotten an egg hatch for him or her, where the elves would serve me as if I were a king, which I would be someday (That's a different story, you'll understand when I introduce my mother).

"Excuse me" I said "Aiedail?"

"Yes?"

"Could you bring me a bowl of water?"

"As you wish" The elf then left the room. He came back about 2 minutes later carrying a bowl of water. I then Uttered a spell of scrying ( I am proficient in magic because my mother is an elf) and on the water appeared an image of my mother's study. I saw an elf in the corner "Excuse me, can you get me Queen Arya?" I asked him "Tell her that Matt is calling". The elf nodded his agreement and ran out of the room. It took him only a second and queen Arya was in the room in less than a minute. "Hi mom" I said.

"Hi Matt"

"I have good news"

"What?"

"You are now speaking to the newest Dragon Rider in Alagaesia"

"You're a Dragon Rider now? Good luck and be careful, my son, the elves don't want to lose their prince"

"Bye"

"Bye" I ended the spell and handed the bowl back to Aiedail. I then walked around the tent, examining every detail, because I didn't want to forget any detail of these following days. The walls were made of gold foil, with glyphs in the ancient language painted in silver along the top. These glyphs told of the war between Dragons and elves, then how, right when it seemed that they would destroy each other, they made a treaty that allowed a few eggs each year to be given to the elves so that they could ride the dragon that hatched. In the deal the elves obtained more powerful magic and immortal lives (They could only die of a wound). I realized that I was tired, and looked around for a bed. I saw it and laid on it. It was incredibly soft, like it was filled with water, the pillow was even softer. I then slept.

The next two days held nothing of interest, the only thing worth noting is that the elves can make amazing flavors using just fruits and vegetables. On the third day however, a younger elf (probably about 80 years old), came to my tent. "It's about to hatch" He said "Follow me"

"Ok" I said and followed him. He brought me to another tent that was blocked off by a fence, and let me in. "After it hatches feed it this" Said another elf who then handed me a plate of chopped up meat "Then pet it after that you can present it to the crowd".

The egg moved and then a crack appeared in its surface, and a little head popped out. Then the whole egg cracked in half exposing the dragons' body. Everybody looked with awe as, when the light struck it, it changed from white to blue then to every other color in the rainbow. It was beautiful every time it moved the light reflected off it in a way to change its color. Then we heard a hundred hisses, not just any hisses, the hiss an arrow makes. Aiedail and 3 other elves jumped in front of the dragon, while three elves tackled me. There were screams of terror as I laid on the ground underneath the elves, but my only thought were of the safety of the dragon.

When I was allowed to get up I saw Aiedail laying on the ground in a puddle of blood with arrows sticking out of his heart. "No one touched the dragon sir" an elf told me "Touch it quickly to make the bond". If anybody had touched the dragon it wouldn't be able to make the bond, so Aiedail must have just stood in front of it.

I walked over to the dragon. I touched my hand to its head and began stroking it. Then a flash of light occurred and my hand felt like it was on fire. I almost screamed in pain, but then as quickly as it began, it ended. The elves then began putting wards on us.

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