I will be using parts from the book(s) when need be, so this is the official disclaimer.


The woman, her name Ingokn, stared triumphantly at the retreating World-Eater as he flew to the east. She turned to the Blood Dragon, Mulahrkpahlokaal. She smiled at him and he snorted at her, but his eyes gleamed with amusement. Ingokn walked over to him and rubbed his snout. Mulahrkpahlokaal had become an unexpected friend when Ingokn had nearly slain him when he attacked Riverwood when she was going to return the Dragonstone to Farengar. At the time, she did not know why a dragon would be terrified of her. She was weak compared to him and had only brought him down with the help of some of the guards who were stationed in Riverwood. When she looked at him, she felt pity for the creature. She had walked over to him and healed some of his wounds and scratched his snout when she did so. They had forged a bond that day, one that would survive the ages.

"You saved my life for the third time," she said to Mulahrkpahlokaal. "I'm never going to forget that."

Mulahrkpahlokaal growled. His growl was deep and sounded like a purr. Ingokn chuckled to herself and walked up to Paarthurnax.

"Lot krongrah." Paarthurnax said to Ingokn. "You truly have the voice of a dovah. Alduin's allies will think twice after this victory."

"I need to know where Alduin went." Ingokn replied.

"Yes..." Paarthurnax replied. "One of his allies could tell us. Motmahus... But it will not be so easy to... convince one of them to betray him. Perhaps the hofkahsejun - the palace in Whiterun - Dragonsreach. It was originally build to hold a captive dovah. A fine place to trap one of Alduin's allies, hmm?"

The Jarl of Whiterun might not think so." Ingokn replied.

"Hmm." Paarthurnax said. "Yes, but your su'um is strong. I do not doubt you can convenience him of the need."

Ingokn smiled and walked down the side of the mountain.


Meanwhile, Alduin the World-Eater continued to fly to the east. He had stopped by in Sovengarde to feed on some souls to give him the strength to fly where he needed to go. He knew he required assistance, Dovahkiin was stronger than he had believed possible. He remembered that he sent an Emissary to a land far to the east, beyond Akavir, long before he was cast into Time. If luck was on his side, this land will be untouched by the Dragon War and dragons will rule above the mortals who lived there.


Alduin had flown east for a week and a half when he finially saw the shore of the land. He smelled the scent of burned ground, he heard that the dragons burned the ground in rage. However, when he approached, he saw two armies of mortals marching towards each other. Among them, was a blue dragon with a mortal on her back. This enraged Alduin, but he was still a little too far to do anything about it. As he closed in, Alduin noticed a red dragon appear and attack the blue one. This was the perfect time to attack.


Eragon, on Saphria's back, saw the great black dragon approaching. At first, like most of the Varden, Eragon thought that Galbatorix himself was going into battle. As the dragon closed in on the two armies, it was obvious it was different. It lacked the front legs that most dragons Eragon has seen have. Almost instantly, the dragon engaged both armies at once. He opened his jaws and a torrent of fire left his maw, burning both Galbatorix's army and the Varden's. Suddenly, the dragon snapped his jaws and the whole battlefield was surrounded in a swirling grey cloud. Meteors fell from said cloud and crashed into the armies below. An archer was unlucky enough to be separated from the army as the black dragon grabbed him in his talons and threw him into the air. The poor soul landed on the ground with a sickening crunch as the black dragon flew around the armies. Eragon tried to touch the dragon's consciousness only to be attacked fiercely the minute he touched it. Suddenly, Saphria shouted Eragon! As the black dragon tried to grab Eragon off of her back. The black dragon stared at Eragon and Murtagh and then at their dragons. The black dragon then spoke to them.

"Tahrodiis dovahhe!*" he growled. "You dare insult your own kind by binding yourselves to these... pathetic joor! I give you a choice, join me or die with your mortal friends!"

The black dragon then Shouted at Eragon, Eragon only catching the last two words "Ro…Dah!" before he was flung off of Saphira's back and was in a free fall towards the ground, as was Murtagh. Both Thorn and Saphria dove down to catch their perspective riders. The black dragon flew around the battlefield again, burning the soldiers from both armies every chance he got. Eva, the young girl Eragon accidentally cursed, leapt at the current leader of the Varden, Nasuada, and knocked her off of her horse right before the black dragon grabbed her horse and threw it up into the air. The horse flew up about ten feet before crashing down onto the soldiers below. Both armies retreated as they were being decimated by the angry black dragon. Saphira, with Eragon back on her back, flew towards the black dragon.

"Who are you?" Eragon asked.

The Dragon then turned towards Eragon. "I am Al-du-in! Firstborn of Akatosh! Mulaagi zok lot!"

Alduin then breathed fire on Saphira in order to slay Eragon, but she was able to move out of the way before any harm could come to Eragon.

As a large ship sailed into a river as the great dragon roared and flew above them, flying in the direction of some mountains.

Roan looked up at the dragon with curiosity but instantly felt dread when it flew over them. The dragon disappeared and the rest of the villagers stared at the sky were he disappeared.


*Tahrodiis Dovahhe: Treacherous Dragons!