Hi guys this is my first story so please review. Thanks to wildskysong (CP in disguise) for letting me borrow some of his ideas and sorry for the chapter its appallingly short, but I'm in a hurry. Disclaimer: CP owns all the characters and the inheritance cycle, wildskysong owns Ophelia and Deloi and there various riders however I own Sachran and Draumr and any other characters I may create during this book.
Prologue
Ophelia roared in pain as her rider lay dying on her back, nearly half her clan was dead now all that remained was herself, Deloi and Sachran. That black monster Galbatorix and his twisted dragon, Shurikan circled above like a vulture homing in on its prey they shot down like a giant black bullet straight at Saphira, Broms dragon. Galbatorix was quickly followed by Morzan who stabbed saphira to death and flew off. She heard a voice in the back of her head, "Run there advancing, we don't stand a chance". "Where's Sachran" she mentally shouted back, Sachran was a magnificent white dragon, at least four times the size of Glaedr and he and his rider, Draumr were both direct decedents of Eragon and Bid'aum. "He's with me, we need to go now" "I'm coming, there's a cave on the far side of the spine, we should hide there".
It's not very good either Please review and vote whether Ophelia lives.