The New Generation

Fandom: Inheritance Cycle

Author: Ahsoka1248

Rating: T

A/N: Post Inheritance

Saphira corkscrewed, flapping her tough leathery wings, and they roared together. Eragon drew Brisingr from its scabbard in the jeweled Belt of Beloth The Wise.

I miss Arya, Eragon said simply to Saphira.

I know, little one. You haven't exactly been subtle about missing her, Eragon, Saphira responded in a kind voice with a snort to go with the second sentence.

Before Eragon could reply, a mental shout from another dragon interrupted.

Shadeslayer!

Eragon looked towards where the voice had come from. He saw a familiar green dragon flying towards them. Firnen clutched a bundle in his toes. He landed, dropping the bundle.

Get down there, Saphira.

Saphira descended and landed. Eragon leapt off, sheathing Brisingr. Eragon recognized the bundle. It was Tamerlein, Arya's sword.

Where's Arya, Firnen?

I don't know. We were flying eggs to the Carvahall Colony, and we stopped to sleep. We camped in the Spine. When I woke, she was gone. Tamerlein was next to her bedroll, still in its scabbard. I don't think it was even drawn, Firnen told Eragon and Saphira.

What could overpower a rider and capture her before she has a chance to alert her dragon, Saphira wondered.

I don't know, Saphira. Firnen, take us to where you camped, Eragon ordered.

The Carvahall Colony was a combined town of humans, dwarves and elves. It was established in the wreckage of Carvahall.

Eragon buckled Tamerlein around Firnen's bulk and jumped on Saphira. Firnen sprang into the air, his green scales glittering in the sunlight. He started to fly towards the Spine, his mate in pursuit. When they arrived at the site, they landed.

"This is where we camped."

Something cracked. Saphira's nose twitched.

I smell Urgals, little one.

Eragon's hand dropped to Brisingr's hilt. A Kull came running out of the trees. It swung its heavy club at Eragon, who ducked. Eragon drew Brisingr.

"Thrysta!"

The Kull went flying backwards. As the Kull stood up, a second Kull tackled it, swinging a club. The club connected with the first Kull's head and it dropped to the ground, stunned. Several Urgals came running out of the trees with spears and swords.

"Nagog did not act on behalf of the tribe in attacking. Flamesword, Brightscales, we regret Nagog's actions," one of the Urgals said, bowing, "he's the youngest, bravest Kull. I believe that it was a dare from some of his friends to attack the Riders.

Eragon waved it off.

"It's okay. I do have a question. In the past couple of days, have you seen a female elf?"

"Yes. A female elf was taken from this site yesterday," one of the Urgals said.

"Did you happen to see her captors? Or where they went?"

"They went to the south."
"What race were they?"

"Humans. They were bandits."

"Thank you, Vagog."

"You are welcome."