Disclamer: I do not own Eragon. Gosh! What a rip! So hope you all like this story. And please review when your done reading, cause I like reviews. This fic takes place after Eldest. It is not the third book, just a spin that's advancing towards the Final Battle.
Chapter 1: Help from Others
A flap of wings, can you hear me? I hope at least you can see me, with my dark massive wings blocking the rays of the sun. I have come far, past the Hadarac Desert and the plains and past the two rivers, only to join your cause. I am a cousin to you. But you do not know me as I know you. I am coming to you, to join your cause. To help you in your battles. Do not be scared little hatchling, do not be afraid little dragon rider. I have come to aid you. Wyvern I am, and I have come to help you.
Eragon woke with a start and wiped the sweat off of his face. He took a deep breath and lay back upon his bedding.
A Wyvern? No one had seen one for over 200 years, and yet one was contacting him through a dream. How was this possible? He had to ask Saphira when she awoke.
Eragon lay there for almost an hour before he fell into sleep again.
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I am fleet of foot and quick in mind. All take care when you walk through the tall grass. I am carefree and high-spirited, and I will keep your wits sharp. I am coming to you, to make you laugh and to fight by your side. I will make your battles joyful and thoughts merry. Lindworm I am, the dragon with no wings, and I have come to help you.
Eragon groaned in his sleep, but did not wake as another message in a dream came to him.
Try not to fear, as I will not hurt you. I am like nothing you have ever seen. Of all the others I am the most forgotten. As is my past never even written. I will roar your name as I charge the enemy, and I will fight till my last breath leaves me. You will be able to count on me, and have faith in me. I am your servant and your dependable serpent. I am the Beast Dragon, with fur and paws and wings of fleece, and I have come to aid you.
Eragon gasped and sprang out of his bed. He grabbed the first pair of trousers he saw and buckled into them. He then rushed out of his tent and bumped into Saphira's leg. Nasuada was a couple of paces away and was about to mention the fact that he did not have a shirt on.
Before anyone could speak Eragon spoke loudly so they could both hear him.
"Get ready for visitors because the Dragon Clans are uniting."
They both stared at him as he began to tell them about the messages in his dreams…