First fanfic so try to go easy if you decide to review will probably be slow to start but will hopefully pick up in later chapters. Just so you know I have not quite decided on how this will play out the idea only came to me last night. It will be set after Brisingr but before Book 4 and set between Chuck vs. the Role Models and Chuck vs. the Tooth. Finally based on a quote I saw in Eldest, Eragon will be 18.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chuck or the Inheritance cycle or any of its characters. I do own the plot and any OC's

Chuck vs. The Dragon Rider

The Family Fight

The midday sun shone down upon city of Feinster as the local people and the Varden tried to recover from the siege. Then a long deep horn blasted across the city. This was followed by a seconed then a final third time and the whole of Feinster exploded into life as mothers herded children into houses and soldiers rushed to buckle on armour.

Eragon burst from the house he had been loaned with Saphira's armour along with his own clutched in his hands rushing forwards he proceeded with the help of his Elvin bodyguard to strap the dragon armor onto Saphira in a matter of seconds. Scooping up his own armour he jumped into the saddle Oromis had given him.

"Meet us at the main gate" was all he could yell before Saphira jumped into the air. Unfurling her massive wings Saphira glided over Feinster to where the Varden was gathering. Landing beside the rebel leaders Eragon asked what was happening.

"We believe it is another attempt by Galbatorix to capture you" Nasuada answered "as there are only 300 soldiers who we believe feel no pain and Murtagh and Thorn have been spo…"

Nasuada was cut off by a great gasp from the Varden as Thorn rose into the sky. Eragon could see why Thorn was once again bigger so he was now even larger than Saphira but to add to this the last few feet of his tail were metal.

"They will undoubtedly have more Eldunari with them" Eragon told Saphira whose only acknowledgement was to growl.

"You deal with the soldiers we will take care of those two" Eragon called out as Saphira once again took him into the sky. When they reached the same height as Thorn, Saphira levelled off. But before they attacked, Murtagh called out for them to stop.

"We know you mistrust us and hate us Eragon but we believe that this battle would be best settled on the ground" Murtagh said in a magnified voice.

"Why - so Thorn's aerial disadvantage won't come into play?" Eragon yelled back.

"No it's because there is something we must tell you" Murtagh retorted before Thorn flew away to what looked like an extremely large clearing.

Linking his mind with Arya's, Eragon asked what she and Saphira thought.

"Any information he could give us would likely strengthen our position" Arya told him and with that Saphira followed Thorn into the clearing before landing so Eragon could dismount as Murtagh had done.

"well what is it you have to tell us" Eragon asked.

"Not Saphira just you" Murtagh said while throwing a scroll to Eragon. However before he could think of opening it Murtagh backed into the trees while Thorn leapt into the air.

"I'm sorry brother but Galbatorix has ordered me to do this." Murtagh answered Eragon's unasked question. Then Murtagh started to chant in ancient language.

"Deal with Thorn I shall stop him" Eragon told Saphira before pocketing the scroll, drawing Brisingr and charging at his half brother who drew Zar'roc while still chanting. The blades met as the dragons collided; Eragon was using all his Elvin speed and strength to fight Murtagh but could do nothing. In desperation Eragon attacked Murtagh's mind but the red rider was so focused on his task that Eragon could not break through. They fought furiously each pushing themselves to the limit Eragon even lost his helm. Finally Eragon twisted Brisingr around Zar'roc so it ended up by Murtagh's neck just as Saphira crashed into the clearing Thorn trapped underneath her.

"Yield!" Eragon spat but then Murtagh did something surprising he smiled then said one final word in Ancient Language. Suddenly bright light surrounded Eragon and his surroundings were blocked out. Fearing an attack Eragon raised his sword in defence but none came, just the light. Then as quickly as it had started the light receded and Eragon found himself in a dark ally.

"Where am I?" Eragon asked it was then that he realised something horrible and terrifying.

He couldn't feel Saphira.