Okie, hey guys! I just wanted to say, in this story, Things will be very mixed up, bear with me, please. I haven't read the books for a while and I've forgotten a couple of things, sorry.
Oh, and this is after the first battle between The red & blue rider. Shorter way of referring to them, sorry.
I definitely don't own Inheritance, however much I would love that!
It was just a normal day for Eragon and Saphira (well, as normal it can be being a dragon and rider) and they had decided to just fly, and enjoy each others company for the day. Not an event that happened often, so they had taken the opportunity.
It was at this point in the story, that they were flying around the plains, quite a fair way away from the Varden Camp.
A low growl echoed around, a sound the pair could only associate with a dragon.
They didn't even have to confer, it was clear through their thoughts that they were both thinking the same thing;
Go look.
Cautiously Saphira glided over to the source of the sound, and sight they saw not far away, was indeed a sight.
Thorn, but no Murtagh, facing off with a human girl. That's all they could really see from where they were they were, as they could move no closer without the possibility of being spotted.
Where is Murtagh? Eragon's confused thoughts swirling around Saphira's head askeda.
I haven't a clue. Saphira thought in reply.
Thorn gave an almighty roar at the girl, who stood with her feet apart looking him directly in the eye defiantly.
When she didn't flinch back, Thorn let a long stream of fire, right at her.
Eragon gasped and Saphira was ready to dive in to help, but what the mysterious girl did next shocked them both.
She took a step back, flipping backwards, out of range of the fire.
And then she morthed...
Into a huge, scaled, dragon.