This takes place during Eldest, when Eragon goes to train with Master Oromis. In this story there were more Dragon Riders then Eragon thought, but, unfortunately, they don't always get along and Oromis does not want Empire to know that they are alive.
Saphira landed in a clearing, after following Glaedr quiet a distance from the Elves capital. Eragon sprang from his dragon's back, still completely in awe at what he was seeing at this moment, he was not alone, there was another rider!
Oromis motioned Eragon forward, "I know my existence is already quiet a shock for you, but I have one more secret that I must reveal to you before this day is out, but I must ask you before I show you, to swear that you will never speak of this moment, lives are at stake here, should you choose to let your tongue loose, do you swear?"
Eragon swore to remain silent, but even with that Oromis still looked very uncomfortable, Eragon turned to Saphira this must be something big, he looks terrified
Saphira ignored Eragon and continued to look Glaedr over, almost like a child at Christmas.
Eragon watched Oromis as the elf pulled a whistle from his pocket and gave it a blow.
At first nothing happened, but then Eragon hurried flapping, and he turned to look up at the sky, his heart missed a beat. Soaring over Eragon were nine dragon, each of them magnificent in it's own special way. The dragons flew in a straight line, and they each descended at the same time, as if they were of one mind.
When the dragons took to the ground the earth shook, this seemed to please Oromis as he turned to Eragon, "what do you think?"
Eragon was speechless, what did he think? What would anyone think of such an amazing site.
The riders dismounted and approached Eragon with as much fascination as he had for them.
"Children," Oromis called out, "This is Eragon, he will be the senior member of your ranks, and shall lead you where I say to".
Eragon's jaw dropped he had not expected this, and apparently neither had the others, in fact the tallest of the boys stepped up with a scowl, "Master that is my job".
"It was your job Darien, but now that Eragon is here, you may step down".
Darien did not look ready to step down, he paced off into the woods looking vexed, his dark green dragon followed closely behind. One of the girl waited till he was away before stepping up to greet Eragon, "hello, I am Morgan," behind her stood a golden dragon that looked like a mini Glaedr, the girl motioned on to another girl slightly taller then her, "this is Nora, and", she moved on to a very lanky, but tough looking young man, "this is Nicholas," Morgan's hand moved on, motioning toward a very drak looking boy, "this is Merick," Morgan pointed to a girl that looked like she had never worked a day in her life, "and this is Pernilla", she moved on to a girl all dressed in black, "Orora," then on to a little boy, "Phillip," then lastly to a very tiny girl, "and Emmie".
Emmie gave Eragon a sweet grin, "we are very happy that you made it here".
Eragon looked to Oromis, "how?"
Oromis shrugged, "the elves had more eggs then they were letting on, these children here have seen little of the outside world, and I plan to keep it this way, for if the Empire ever knew they were alive, he would wipe them out faster then a plague".