hey im trying out writing a fanfiction its goign to be a crossover between the mortal instruments and eragon plz review if you like it :) btw sorry i type really fast and althoguh this had auto correct i probably got a lot of spelling errors in advance

Alagaesia arya pov:

"What do you want, milady?" Enquired my temporarily appointed second in command "nothing blodgham you know how you have not been required whilst in my services as you were during eragons, it is unfortunate he left but alas now that we are returning to elesmera we might be able to get more peace what with galbotorix gone" Arya said with a note of anxiety in her voice "aye, that is so but I've lived long enough to know there will always be conflict raging in alageasia one way or another I just hope that it will be a while until I'm proved right" he murmured. "Silence blodgham! It's not wise to dwell upon such depressing matters leave me and we'll ride at first light, once we're home ill beable to reunite with firnen" As you wish milady" he said bowing his head and backing away. Arya hated to be sharp with him but knew it had to be done at times.

1 week later: arya woke to the sounds of knocking on her door so went to check who it was, it was her maid malik:"milady we bring news or raids occurring throughout our bordering cities there have been no survivors from the attacks we require the assistance of you and firnen immediately arya drottingnu" said Malik backing away fervently. "I will be there shortly, what is the estimated size of the enemy force?" I enquired. "We believe there to be roughly 1000men at the least ma'am." "Ok me and firnen will arrive shortly" Malik left and closed the door behind her. Arya lay back against the wall and sighed: ever since taking the throne she had begun to realise the stress her mother had gone through, this coupled with her becoming a rider had presented her with numerous problems to deal with and had barely any peace since that night with eragon... The two of them... with his hands cupping her face and looking deep into his eyes... "Arya I have reason to believe we have duties to attend to we not?" Firnen said interrupting her thoughts. "Oh yes we must leave at once" she said blushing brightly. It was hard to get used to someone else being able to access your mind so freely. Arya gathered her weapons and dressed for battle then climbing onto her companions back before saying now we ride lets show them the wrath of the riders my friend"

Arya and firnen soon reached osilon within the hour and was glad to see the elves preparing fortifications. They glided over the city watching the ppl below and continued to ceunon which took them both time to find even with firnens powerful memory as it was an unrecognisable wasteland they glided down to the ground and arya noted how most of the wreckage looked burned as if the enemies had attacked using fire. The two companions searched through the remains looking for any clue as to what they were up against but were unable to find anything to tell them what had happened other than the charcoal remains.

Arya and firnen flew back to osilon to await any reports and were greeted by The Lord of Osilon and given her chambers for the night. A maid told her she would be alerted if there was any news and left. With a sigh arya collapsed onto the bed as she fell into nightmares of burning cities and hooded foes.

"Milady milady the city is under siege we need your help immediately!" with a grumble arya climbed out of bed and rushed to firnen and proceeded to the main gates to see their opponents. Arya cried out in surprise as she saw 4 dragons swooping around, breathing fire at everything within their reach. The closest one was a dusty brown the colour of a wasteland, the second a blackish grey as if the black was starting to fade, the third was a shining silver that reflected all light and just cried for attention, the fourth which was gliding over head out of range of any arrows was a brilliant white and looked to be the one in charge. All the dragons carried upon their backs hooded warriors that wore cloaks so as their race and gender was undistinguishable. The figure upon the white dragon cried out with a voice that reminded arya of the forges and the sharp sound of metal on metal said "arya drottingnu we have come to raze your lands none can stand in our way, your own dragon is young and weak and we have already overcome murtagh, your champion eragon has fled this land and we have come to take control anyone who stands against us will feel our wrath as none of you here or any of this world can destroy us, we are demons from the deepest if hell and we have the might of lucifer within our souls.

Arya gasped in fear and felt the gaze of ppl watching her. "Go!" One shouted "flee" said another and a third said "leave arya, leave and prepare the armies and gather all the help you can if what this man says us true then we will need all the help we can get" arya turned to see who had spoken and found herself looking into the the Solomn catlike eyes of blodgham. She felt a rush of sympathy towards the noble elf but decide it only right to respect his request and so she thought "firnen I think it's time we left" so the two companions said off into the sunset towards alagaesia as they heard the leader cackling behind them: "yes you can run little elf but you cannot fight none of you can defeat us!"

Upon arriving at elesmera she explained what had happened to the leaders and they were shocked and immediately set about making preparations to fight. Arya wondered how she could possibly hope to solve this fight when she had nothing to solve it with. Then she remembered the words of the white dragons rider:"none of this world can defeat us" and mused over his words turning it over in her mind Before going to firnen asking what he thought. Firnen replied "eragon has left this world have you considered he might have made friends of other races who can overcome the "forces of lucifer"". "Hmmmm" arya replied deep in thought ill scry him now we need all the help we can get. Arya rushed over to her own personal scrying rune which before he had left eragon had used the name of all names to allow her scrying pool to find him wherever he was and to scry him even with the wards of elesmera which had been placed. She muttered the words of the ancient language under her breath and was overjoyed to be greeted with eragons face whom she thought shed never see again. "Arya I'm glad to see you again, do you aquire my assistance at all?" Eragon enquired. "Aye eragon great strife has struck the lands" arya outlined all that had happened so far and told him what the white dragons rider had said. Eragon mused for a few minutes then snapped to attention, arya could never help but admire the soldier that lay within him but she remembered what was required and scolded herself fit not putting her people before her feelings, eragon interrupted her thoughts by saying "murtagh is a valuable resource I would advise you to send scouts to find him as with him on your side it could even the odds, also try to get word to Nasuada and orik as they are the only two other influential leaders whom might people to help you. What that white dragons rider said though is quite disturbing but I don't understand why have you called me surely you realise I won't be able to reach there in time and I don't have enough energy saved up to transport myself into alagaesia." "No no I understand you can't reach us but me and firnen were thinking perhaps you could send across help from wherever it is you are that can save us from these riders." " ok ill see what I can do tell me where and when you would like to receive the help I can find for you." "Next week Monday morning at the border of elesmera I and the leaders shall wait for you there" "aye well hold out until my help arrives goodbye arya."