Disclaimer: I don't own the Inheritance Trilogy. It belongs to Christopher Paolini. I do own the plot and the character Phoenix.
(A/N: Okay, I'm taking a shot at an Eragon fic now. This takes place just after Eragon and Murtagh reach the Varden. Also, this is the movie events. Since I have yet to read Eldest right now. I would really like feedback on this. So after reading, please review. Constructive criticism is needed, flames will be used to roast marshmallows, and positive feedback keeps my muse around. Enjoy!)
Wyrda
Ch. 1
(Farthen Dur)
Ajihad and Orik had been summoned to the caves entrance of Farthen Dur. It was a sight to see. Ajihad, a tall, broad shouldered man and Orik, a stout dwarf. Phoenix grinned at the sight from behind the pillar. She took in a deep breathe and leaped forward, now walking hurriedly with the two men.
"You were listening, I take it?" Ajihad asked at the sight of her.
"I was meditating in the dragonhold with Aiedail. I hear snippets of things," she shrugged.
Ajihad sighed, "Shouldn't you be training. Meditating isn't necessary for your power."
"It calms me," Phoenix told him with dignity. She swiftly changed the subject, "Is it true? That another Dragon Rider is here?"
"Indeed," Orik grunted.
As they walked, Phoenix's long, wavy, black hair flowed as they sped through the cavy corridors. Her soft gray eyes filled with excitement. Her father had been right. The days of the Dragon Riders had finally come. They stopped walking. Ajihad turned to Phoenix.
"Is Aiedail nearby?" Ajihad asked quickly.
"He's still in the dragonhold, resting," she told him. "I will call him if we need him."
She knew what Ajihad was thinking. She felt that he had doubts whether or not this was the new Dragon Rider.
"We must be cautious. Come," Ajihad said shortly.
The three walked into the enclosed area. Soldiers were holding Eragon and Murtagh. Phoenix, Ajihad, and Orik stood in front of the two men.
"Eragon!" Phoenix gasped.
"You know of him?" Ajihad asked, eyeing her.
"In Carvahall," she relaxed and folded her arms. "He used to tease me about my size."
Eragons cheeks flushed. He focused his attention on Ajihad, not wanting to make eye contact with her. She had changed since he and Phoenix had last met, many seasons ago. Although they were the same age, she was now slightly taller then himself and she was now lean and looked as strong as any male warrior.
"We can trust him though," she said after a quick little pause. "You give my word as a Rider."
Thos made Eragon look directly into her eyes. He was about to say something to her, but she interrupted, Not now. We'll talk later.
Eragon looked at her curiously, but didn't speak and gave a short nod.
"We shall see," Ajihad said.
"Call your dragon," Orik told Eragon.
Eragon obeyed. And added, But, be cautious.
Saphira flew through the opening of the cave, with Arya on her back. Without Ajihad ordering her, Phoenix went over to the sick elf and looked her over closely.
"She is weak. Another half a day and she would have been dead," Phoenix told the men.
"Will she be healed?" Orik asked.
"Yes. It may take most of my strength to do so. But, she will be healed," she told them.
Two soldiers carefully took Arya off of Saphira and carried her away. Before leaving, Phoenix went over to Saphira. The dragon kneeled down to be eye level with her. Saphira let Phoenix put her hand on her forehead.
Aiedail is in the dragonhold. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you disturbed him from his nap
, Phoenix told Saphira.Saphira's eyes sparkled and the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile. The dragon turned to Eragon, who told her, Be careful.
You be careful, Saphira told him.
Saphira carefully made her way through the large corridors. As soon as she could, she extended her winds and flew to the top of the volcanoes interior. Phoenix turned to Ajihad.
"I must see to Arya," she gave a polite, small bow. Before leaving she spoke to Eragon through their link, I shall find you when I am done healing Arya.
To be continued . . .
(A/N: Well, how was it? Let me know in your reviews!)