It's been revised because found huge careless mistakes everywhere, there might still be some, so be kind and tell me. Some things have been cleared up though.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
Yes I do realize this is an AU after reading the deluxe version of Eragon (not telling anything). R&R please.
Of Dragons and Draconians
Nothing is as it seems, not even the world around us. There will always be things that are not seen, but are vitally important, things that are hidden.
Never trust anyone completely, never, not even yourself, for all creatures lie.
Things were looking better, Eragon supposed, at least he no longer had any of those…things chasing after him. Still, it could be better, after all, he was wandering in the middle of the Hadarac Desert, disoriented, bleeding from god knows how many wounds and without any water or Saphira. Eragon groaned and hoped to whatever deity looked after dragons that Saphira will be all right. It was his last thought as he collapsed in the sifting sands.
Around the still body, the desert winds raged on, and like a ravenous beast, the ever-changing land swallowed the still form, as it did with all that fell into its clutches.
"So, you want me to help the little human?"
A resounding growl echoed in the dimly lit room and then Galbatorix smiled.
Arya was agitated to say the least. Eragon had not been found after their latest battle and to make matters worse, Saphira had just taken off, wounded, as soon as she realized that Eragon wasn't going to be found. All of that had happened over a day ago and at the moment; they couldn't spare the people for an extended search. Arya really, really wanted to hit something at the moment!
"He'll be alright."
Arya whirled around to find the witch, still in her battle gear, smirking at her.
"And how would you know that?" She snapped; the events of the past few days making her very short tempered.
The witch only laughed, "If all dragon riders died from such little things, I'm afraid that they would not have lasted very long." With that, she disappeared into the milling crowds, leaving Arya alone with her own frustrations once again.
After another fruitless search in the halls of the sick, Arya finally gave up any hopes of finding Eragon and left to find Ajihad, after all, if she couldn't find him here its best she started looking elsewhere and the sooner she found him, the better.
Her progress was however stopped by the twins.
"They healers need you here, elf," one of them sneered at her.
"After all you are the strongest magic welder here, now that the dragon rider is dead and his dragon is missing."
At this, Arya's precarious control over her temper snapped. Completed ignoring the fact they expected her to form a remark she gathered whatever power she could spare and snarled out the word "brisingr", sending the twins flying back with a blast of green flames that immediately began consuming them, and had they not been conserving their energy, they would have been burnt to a crisp within moments. Even so, by the time they recovered, Arya had already made her way past them, and into Ajihad's counsel chamber.
"I'm going to look for him", it was simple statement; one that Arya had every intention of carrying out.
Looking up from the map he had been studying, Ajihad only sighed as he studied Arya's determined stance. "You can't."
Stunned briefly, Arya just stared at him, "What do you mean I can't?"
"I mean that you can't go looking for Eragon, simply, because we need you here", Ajihad paused and turned back to the mapped and place a few coluored stones on it; "He can take care of himself. Besides, Saphira will find him and she will bring him back."
"And what if she doesn't? She is wounded!" She snapped back, "What if he dies? We'll lose the only advantage we have against Galbatorix just because you couldn't spare the people to look for him. Or worse he decides he's better of without us since we have proven to be such great allies," Sarcasm oozed from the last statement as she paused to catch her breath, and then continued, "He may be a dragon rider but he's still human, he won't last long if he wondered into the Hadarac Desert. Even you know that!"
Weary, Ajihad nodded as he conceded her point. "That doesn't change the fact that we can't spare anyone to look for him as of now."
"So we should just count him with the rest of the dead?"
The room grew deathly silent as Arya realized the unspoken truth that hanged between them: Eragon could very likely die and there was nothing they could do, not as they were, and not when their ranks were so ravaged by battle.
Angela pulled her cloaked tighter around her faced as she followed Solembum into the Hadarac Desert. Shaking her head in amusement at the ease in which the werecat cut across the harsh lands, before urging her horse on, trying to catch up with elusive werecat.
She really was getting a little too old for all this traveling.
A creak echoed through the stone room as the door was pushed open. Arya stopped her packing and turned.
"What are you doing here?"
Nasuada smiled. "Why am I not surprised that you have decided to go looking for him anyways."
"I don't know, maybe, because the healers don't really need me, or maybe it's because your father is only keeping me here because he fears that not all of the Urgals have been killed or are all gone." Arya replied as she turned and continued to pack her bags.
"He has a point, you know." Nasuada sighed.
"That doesn't change anything, I'm still going."
"What if he's already dead? You would only be wasting your time then."
There was only silence for a few moments as Nasuada turned to speak to someone in the hall. Then the doors were opened wider and another person stepped into the room, blocking the light coming from the halls, their travel boots clicking against the stone floors creating a loud echo around the room.
"Take him with you."
YeahI re-uped it again to fix all the annoying little mistakes.