The Shadow Dragon Rider Chronicles
Book 1: The Battle of Doru Areaba
Chapter 1: Urgals
I took a left. I ran down the ancient, sacred corridor and took a right. An ancient and mottled door stood before me. I opened it, the sound slightly tingling my spine. I stepped into the room, but it was not a room, but a stony balcony. I was in one of the ancient and powerful Dragon Towers, where Dragons Riders had rested in the old years. It's been twenty years after Eragon Shadeslayer Kingslayer had defeated Dark King Galbatorix and had reinstated the Dragon Riders. I looked over the stony balcony. From the tower I could see the near city of Daret. A city made of pine-log houses; it rested on top of the Ninor River. Daret was my home town, having been born and raised there. I heard a loud bang that sounded like it was not meant to happen. I drew my hand-and-a-half sword. The blade was plained metal and was straight, about 3 feet long, with a simple black cross guard. I watched the door, ajar and motionless; slightly glow in the dusk lighting. The corridor inside stood quiet until… Kaboom! The stoned doorway blew open and revealed twelve hideous urgals. The urgals represented men but had black, twisted horns and far stronger arms and legs. They were all armed with swords. The urgals charged at me. My heart skipped a beat. When they where upon me, I lifted my sword and stabbed one in his tattooed stomach. The hideous urgal rolled onto the floor, dead. I ran to the opened corridor, killing another two urgals on my way, and ran. After two minutes of chasing, two urgals were ahead of me on the antique corridor, running at me. I turned and saw two more urgals charging at me. I army-rolled underneath a pair of legs. I got up and stabbed two in the back and turned to face the other two. They were a good fifteen metres away. I drew my yew bow and nocked an arrow from my leather quiver. I drew the bow and released, killing an urgal instantly. The other one was too close. I slung my bow on my back and drew my sword. I parried with the urgal for about twenty seconds, then I side-stepped and banged him in the temple, blood oozing from his pasty head. I ran down the corridor again. After continuing through the maze of corridors, I found myself in a large room with an open wall on the opposite side. An unstable stairway spiralled to the top of the dragon tower. The last five urgals ran out of the hole in the wall and looked at me with a hungry glint in their eye. I drew my bow and nocked an arrow.
'What are you going to do, kill us all with arrows, you'll have killed only one of us and we'll be upon you," said an urgal. They all charged at me, swords drawn. I drew the arrow and released, not at the urgals, but at the stairway. The arrow hit its mark and some of the stairway fell, right onto the urgals, killing them all. I turned to leave when… "ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It was a kull, a gigantic urgal. It had come out of nowhere. It swinged its club and knocked me straight onto the stairway. I flew up the stony stairs. The stairs must have had a magic protection on them, because, not only was I flying up the stairs, but I was being chased by the gigantic kull, it's club with my name on it.