Chapter 1
Ray leaned forward in his saddle as he stared at the metropolis beneath him in awe. It was in few words, spectacular in every detail. From the metal boxes which were cars to the spires where the Republic of Alagesia looked over the entire city.
Next to it was a building slightly below it where the D.R.D was situated. The D.R.D was possibly an even more spectacular sight, with dragons of every colour flying too and fro about there daily patrols and other businesses. The D.R.D stood for Dragon. Rider. Defence and carried the weight of thousands of years of history and splendour.
Or so it used to. The reason that Ray and his dragon Cellular a bronze dragon were here was because of the problem the riders had kept hidden from the public for over one hundred years.
Ray was tall, copper haired, athletic build and blue eyes and a confidence that was why people seemed to open up around him, of course it wasn't there today though.
As Ray landed on one of the many platforms and scanned his card into a door he contemplated why they would want a fresh, young and inexperienced recruit for in the Development for Weaponry and Chemistry department.
As he strolled down the gigantic corridors with Cellular in tow he received some rather down cast looks from the pompous Riders who had lived for over a hundred years and still looked not a day over forty.
He sighed at the way the D.R.D had gone. The countries across the water had decided it was high time to attack when intelligence had leaked that the D.R.D had…
He was brought out of deep thought when a young dark skinned women with a badge naming he Jenny came forward and asked "Ray Nilsson, I need you to step this way please, time is of the essence".
She strode down the corridors at a hurried pace and it was many metres before Ray asked "why do they need me, I mean I'm nothing special". "No your not are you, but Cellular is".
She stopped at two heavy blast doors and said "I don't have clearence, it'll scan your retina and Cellular's and you'll be buzzed through, Good Luck"
"What's that supposed to mean" asked Cellular. A small scanners scanned their eyeballs and they were buzzed through to a large room with big pieces of metal and scientists running everywhere.
An old man came and grabbed him by the shoulder "Finally we need you both t=in the briefing room now we have forty minutes left"!
"Forty minutes too wha.." "There's no time just come with me". He lead them too a room which had a holo screen and what Ray recognized as the council and head Generals of the D.R.D.
Ray was about to bow, when they saw he was here and shoved him into a chair. "Just watch the film and then we'll take you to gear up".
The Film played and a man in a suit stepped forward and in a hurried ton said "Operative Ray Nilsson, this is a pre recorded video which we will use to express the short timing of the situation" "The clock outside is an estimated prediction for when the front lines of Arriyadi and Geboa forces push through the Magna force fields around the city and overwhelm our forces, as you know this would not have been attempted a hundred years ago when the Riders were strong, but as you probably already know the male population is beginning to become infertile, with only a handful of fertile males left out there".
"This is the Genesis program, and was designed for a young, fertile male dragon to travel back through time and restart the race of dragons before this happened thus solving the wars out". "But we realized that this comes from something dated thousands of years before anything". "A time of medieval weapons and dwarves that still existed".
"We are have tested Cellular and he checks out but as you may know the Myth of the Rider Eragon and his Dragon Saphira reincarnating the riders is where we have designated your transportation".
"We have saved hundreds of energy packs over the time of the riders, but we need to use everyone of them to send you this far back in time". "You will have your energy sword, N.8 armour and a Nitrogen pistol which uses nuclear energy and water so you won't run out of those too fast".
"We would prefer more detailed explanations but basically the only things we have to go on are fairy tales, so good luck files are in your backpack for questions and remember this, the fate of the Republic depends on you and Cellular".
The video cut off and both Cellular and Ray's jaws were hanging open in stunned. "This is a joke right, we're on TV or something, this can't be true the reports said it'd be years before the line crumbled".
"We wish that were true kid" said an old General, putting his cap on "But I'm afraid that it's this bad, your armour is in D-Wing, no expense has been unpaid towards it's production and we would like to see magic, sword or anything in particular break it so…".
He was cut off as huge bang was heard and the lights went on and off for a few seconds and the chaos in D-Wing was shown. The room was spewing flames and looked like it was crumbling as technicians ran choking out of it.
"Sir" yelled a face blackened technician. He held up a black metallic combat shirt and the Nitrogen Pistol. "Sorry I couldn't get to the rest in time but it's trapped now".
The General Cursed. "Fine, give him some standard N.3 armoured trousers, boots and a helmet and get him to the Transport dock".
The technician nodded and beckoned Ray to follow him to a standard weapons room. "Gees, this is serious man, I think they really mean it, I mean this is insane a plasma cannon could never have breached the D.R.D unless the shield was spent" said Cellular in a nervous voice.
"I know, this is crazy there has to be another fertile male out there to do this I mean we got out of training six months ago and our first line of duty was guarding Farms of wheat"! said Ray.
The technician handed them the standard armour and let them get changed, it was an odd combination of Black stealth armour for the Torso and Green Combat Armour for everywhere else.
The technician stumbled back to the Transport room with them and Ray and Cellular now looked at it properly. It was just big enough for the both of them, with weird metallic plated and nuclear reactors all over it.
Suddenly half a dozen technicians emerged with black more metallic armour for Cellular, they put it on him and Cellular replied "Light as a feather, I barely notice I'm wearing armour at all".
They just finished fitting the tail with a razor sharp spike when an earth shattering explosion blew three technicians away as consoles exploded and support beams fell.
Men at arms ran towards the Blast Doors as if expecting something to come out of it at any moment. "Quickly get up to the Archway" cried a lead technician".
They jogged up to the archway before metal plates locked around there limbs, Cellular roared out in anger at his inability to move and a technician jogged up to them. "We are going to send you to Palancar valley around the 600s, you should be where Eragon finds Saphira, get them to the Varden and make sure she falls in love with Cellular".
"But I'm not good with the females and what if she doesn't like me..". "Don't you get it, your going to be the only sane male left alive, of course she'll like you, now sixty seconds to jump, focus on your heart beat and don't look into the light" said the small technician before he jumped down and ran to a console and flicked many switches and knobs.
Whirring machines started up and the technicians and the Republics gathered council looked up in hope that this was not a fruitless attempt. "Shit man, we're gonna die, I don't want to leave, I want to got back to guarding FIELDS!" cried Cellular.
Ray would have said something witty, but right now his throat was dry and his lips cracked as the machines, Cellular and the Blast Doors which disintegrated were drowned out as a large Whooshing noise filled his ears and the smell of pine filled his nostrils as he left the only world he'd ever known for the world that was in control from the fairytales that his mother used to tell him was feared and merciless and scared him for most of his childhood, Galbatorix.
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