Namiko-chan: Hello there fellow Fanfiction readers! This is my second attempt to make an 'Eragon' fic. The first one was just a huge mess. This one is based off of the series, 'Princess Diaries' and so I'm going to make my character, Arewn, write journal entries about what happens to her and Murtagh while Eragon is out flirting with Arya. Basically, a side story in Eldest. What really happens to Murtagh during the time he was kidnapped. Please review after reading. I wanna know what to improve on and such. It's really nice to get comments from others.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ERAGON OR ANY OF THE ELDEST CHARACTERS! Although I wish I could, unfortunately I don't. I only own Arewn of the Spine.

Journal Entry 1- The Twin Disaster- Her side of the Story

In Farthen Dur- Writing, while leaning against the wall of the castle: in the afternoon

Alright. So this is it. My first journal/ Dairy that I have ever had before in my life. I decided to keep a journal after what had happened with Eragon defeating the Shade, Durza, and what happened when we met Ayra. It's been so wild, I can hardly keep track on what is going to happen now. Well, for starters, I'm Arwen and I happen to be eighteen years old. I'm slightly older than Eragon by a few years and as for Murtagh, he happens to be the same age as me! How awesome is that?

Anyways. Right now I'm at the side of the battlefield, watching people walk over the dead people and inspecting the place. We're supposed to be going to this elven place so that Eragon can train there. Can't remember what it's called…but we're travelling with the twins. Both are oblivious to everyone around them. Pretty selfish if you ask me. I don't like them, but I have to be friends with them. It's better to have friends then enemies, right? Erm…I'm hoping that they won't read this. Uh, the good thing about them is that they can be sweet sometimes? Oh yes, like that time when one of them helped me up when I fell down. That was nice of him. Well, I'm not exactly sure which was which, so it was difficult to say thanks afterwards.

Right. So here I am writing in this journal while Eragon and the others are wandering around. So I'll just write down what has happened during the past few weeks and months. I'll summarize it so it won't take up ten pages.

Basically, some time ago which felt like as if was just yesterday, Eragon had found a blue like stone and it wasn't long until we found out that it was actually a egg. But not any egg. It was a DRAGON egg, which was supposed to be really good. Fast forward a little bit to when we met Brom. Told us about the egg and such and then we were off to our adventure after nearly getting killed by the Ra'zac that happened to be stalking us. I wasn't really supposed to follow them, but I did because there was really nothing left for me in the village. Besides, Eragon was the only person that was considered family to me, since I spent my whole childhood with him. Back to the story, Brom dies from protecting us and tells us that he's an agent from the Varden! That made me cry during that time when he died. He told us that he had killed Morzan and that his old dragon was called Saphira. I was bawling when he told us this, and I had to close my mouth so I wouldn't scream.

And so, we rescue Arya and meet Murtagh, who happens to be one of my best friends now. Even though not a lot of people trust him, I trust him 100 for sure. He's so nice and sweet to me, probably because I'm a girl, but what ever. I've talked to him a lot and we've gotten into lots of discussions about different stuff. What am I talking about? I'm getting quite off track, aren't I? Anyways. Arya gets hurt and we have to get to the Varden to get special medical help. We find the place that happened to be hidden and so the Varden people rescued us. We were so lucky, since a bunch of Urgals, the monsters, we chasing us, ready to slaughter us all. So anyways, we later on met a bunch of new people and I finally get to talk to Ayra in person. She is so nice and so cool! I mean, I've never met a person of my race before. So it was so cool to talk to her and to ask her about all different stuff. Besides, there wasn't many people in the village that did like me, since it was slightly strange to see a girl with pointy ears that didn't really look like an elf at all.

So we fought these Urgals that came to attack the Varden. It was a huge battle! I mean, they were like a swarm of bugs or something and they all came from the dwarven tunnels. It was really intense, but I managed to only kill about 100 of the Urgals. Yes, I counted how many I killed. Or course I was hurt a lot, but it was a really fun experience, since it was my first time using a sword. The bow, I knew already how to use, but I had practice with the sword with Ayra who happens to be awesome in sword fighting. Probably because she's had 100 years of experience with it and all.

Yeah, and so we won the battle, and Eragon ended up killing Durza but had a major wound on his shoulder to his hip. It was quite scary to see, since we were all checking to see if Eragon was all right after the battle. I cried when I saw that huge wound and was nearly scarred for life. It hurt me to see that my brother was hurt like that. Alright, so he isn't REALLY by brother, but I figured that if I lived with him that long, it was like an older brother. Yes, an older brother, even though I'm older than him, but it's because he's taller than me and he's stronger as well! I mean seriously, te guy protects me from all of the other guys who try to hit on me. What else could I think of Eragon as?

And now we're back in the present where I am writing this journal after the battle and after Eragon had healed. I can see dead people everywhere around me and…

OH MY GOD! ARE THOSE URGALS?!

(They're coming out of the tunnels…!)

OH CRAP! I'VE GOT TO HELP THEM!

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In a dark and mucky place: Stuck with Murtagh and the Twins: Still in the afternoon.

Where the hell am I? Alright then…we've just gotten kidnapped by the Urgals and I'm here, right beside Murtagh who doesn't seem to be panicking like me. I'm writing now, because these might just be my last words that I ever will write down.

Since the last entry, it's probably been only half an hour after I stopped writing. I really don't want to talk at all, since I'm too freaked out right now and all of the Urgals are grunting and they're all so….disgusting. Anyways, after trying to help the Twins and Murtagh, I ended up being kidnapped as well. It was really weird in a sense, because I swear one of the Urgals were about to kill me, before something stopped it. I was knocked out really quickly and now I'm here. Hmmm, I'm going to try and communicate with Murtagh now. Let's see…I'll write this…and then show him.

Hey! Murtagh!

Yeah?

Why did they just kidnap us?

How am I supposed to know?

Um….Are the twins COMMUNICATING WITH THE URGALS?!

What?!

Look! They're talking to them! Muttering something!

Those bastards…

You don't think…that they hate us that much that they're going kill us…are they?!

I'll kill them before they even touch one of us.

Awww, that's so sweet. So you're saying that… You're going to protect me?

It will depend. If one Urgal comes to kill me and another one comes to kill you, then you're on your own.

. . . Hey, at least I still have my sword… WAIT A SECOND! THEY TOOK MY SWORD!

Don't you know any magic at all?

Not really?

You've been following Eragon for the whole entire time and you are telling me that you don't know a single magical word?

Uh… I know like only three?

Oh thank gods. I thought you were really an idiot if you didn't know a single spell.

Is that a compliment?

I suppose so.

I think we should stop now. The Twins are giving us really creepy looks.

Yeah.

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Who knows where: Writing in a dark place; beside Murtagh again: Probably during the night now.

Alright. So they didn't end up killing us. Instead, they made us travel all the way to a funny looking place. It is a REALLY big place and as I write now, I'm clinging on to Murtagh. I refuse to be separated from him. He's the only person I can trust now, since the Twins had betrayed us.

What happened was that they took my top off. So all I have now is a tank top, not my other white top. Thank god that they didn't take my sleeves 'cause those took me forever to make. (Yes, I design my own clothing...) The white top, was simple to make, but they had to cut me to put some blood on it. It was painful, I admit. They basically squeezed my arm and made lots of blood pour down my arm to make it look like I died in some sort of bloody battle. One of the twins were sweet enough to heal me, since I was tearing up when they cut my arm. The same thing happened to Murtagh. They cut him to get some of his blood on his own clothes. The Twins didn't heal him, ha! So unlucky. Sucks to be him.

Hey! Murtagh! Stop looking at what I'm writing!

You wrote something about me! I see my name.

It could be a good thing?

… I see what you wrote now.

Hey! NO LOOKING!

Yeah, Whatever.

Now that Murtagh has stopped looking at my diary, I shall continue on to what happened. Now where was I…? Oh yes, at the moment, we are taking a small break and in a moment we shall be whisked away into a far away castle. They're probably sending us to Galbatorix and we'll all meet our doom there. I've got to come up with a plan fast to get us out of the mess. If not, I am SO doomed.

Oh, looks like the twins are signaling us to get up now. Crap, they're coming towards me. I'll write more later, after I can find a place to settle down.

End of Journal Entry 1- Her story

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Nami-chan: So…? How was it? You can probably guess what's going to happen next. Now all you have to do is click that button over at the left corner that says 'reveiw'. Thank you all so much for those who do so. I really am grateful.