Hey Guys sorry for the wait I had had some pretty bad back issues but I am going to step up my game Like 850 words come on so yeah.

Chapter 2: Excuses

We really need to meet up again, thought Dalton as he somewhat organized his room. Dalton sighed he missed his best friend, but both of them had been distracted by their duties they just didn't have the time. Dalton sent out a mental probe to Eragon,

"Eragon,"

"What is it you need Dalton,"

"We should meet up and uh catch up,"

"Alright when,"

"Today at lunch be there or I will have to drag you there, you know I am more than capable," Eragon chuckled at his statement.

"Alright today at lunch," with that Dalton closed his mind to Eragon. It was already close to lunch time, and Dalton figured he needed to bathe. He cast a spell that poured water over him and another spell to git rid of the water when it hit the ground. Dalton ended the spell, he pulled on his trousers and searched his room for his tunic. "Where did I put tha-" Dalton saw Arya in his room holding his tunic smiling.

"You know you shouldn't leave your stuff on the floor people could trip," said Arya with that she ran off. Weird thought Dalton but he just shook it off. He pulled on his purple tunic and jogged down the stairs. He saw Eragon at a table people crowded around him. He sat down across from him and put his plate on the table.

"Hey," said Eragon.

"Hey, Eragon I just found out that Brom was my father, my "family" was just a cover up," said Dalton.

"Dalton, I hate to say this but Brom is dead," replied Eragon.

"What?" asked Dalton. Then Eragon told him all that happened when he left Carvahall and his journey to the Varden. Then Dalton told Eragon about his life when he left Carvahall and how he became a elf-human hybrid and then his journey to the Varden.

"Well I think I should be going," said Eragon. Getting up from the table.

"It was good catching up, I think I should train some warriors or magicians right now,," said Dalton standing up. Dalton looked down to Eragon "I think we should spar sometime," said Dalton with that he left Eragon to the crowd of people. The week flew by fast for Dalton every now and then he would see Arya she would look at him and run off. He eventually caught up with her but she kept on giving him excuses. Dalton woke up he stared into space, he bathed and got ready for the day. He had just strapped on his sword when someone tried to get into his mind, he realized it was Arya so he let her in "Come Quick!" was all she said she left his mind and left him an image of where she was. Dalton bolted down the stairs to where Arya was there was at least fifty dwarves surrounding her with their swords drawn. Dalton jumped in the circle and drew his elvin blade. The dwarves attacked Dalton killed thirty of them with magic and the rest with his blade.

"You didn't leave me any of the fun,"said Arya smiling. She was about to run off when Dalton grabbed her arm.

"Why are you avoiding me you were fine when we first sparred but then you would just run off when you saw me, no excuses I want real answers," said Dalton his chest heaving.

"You want to know the truth," replied Arya. She pulled him down to her level and kissed him on the lips. Dalton was shocked, she pulled away, she blushed and ran off leaving Dalton standing there in shock to think to him self.

Dalton opened his eyes. I need to name my sword thought Dalton. The events that happened yesterday still shocked him but he needed to talk to Hrothgar about the dwarves. He pulled on a green tunic and headed for Hrothgar's meeting room knowing that he would be there. He knocked someone signaled for him to come in. "What do you need," Hrothgar's voice boomed.

"Yesterday Arya and I were attacked by at least fifty dwarves I am sad to inform you we had to kill them," replied Dalton

"That is shameful that mine people would attack guests," boomed Hrothgar "You may leave I will deal with them later,". Dalton left the room and went to look for Arya. He found her in his room waiting.

"Arya we need to talk," said Dalton.

"I must apologize for my actions Dalton they were childish and I doubt you would even think about being with an elf," replied Arya

"That's what I came to talk about, Arya Drottingu I would like to be with you," said Dalton.

"Really," replied Arya surprised. "Not now but soon enough Dalton we will remain close friends but later maybe we can be together." With that Dalton set out to find Eragon he felt like he needed to blow off some steam, he figured they could spar and that probably should help him out. He finally found Eragon already at the sparring grounds, practicing archery.

"Hey Eragon!" yelled Dalton. Eragon turned and walked over Saphira following close behind. "Spar me,"

"Fine," replied Eragon obviously not looking forward to sparring Dalton. Dalton and Eragon both dulled their swords, Eragon waited for Dalton to charge. But Eragon charged instead he slashed at Dalton's hip Dalton blocked it easily and stabbed at his chest lightly, Eragon blocked his sword and that's when Dalton did the unthinkable. He dropped his sword and continued to fight with his hands, Eragon would slash and stab but Dalton would always dodge or sidestep his sword. Then Dalton went on the offensive he threw a jab then a hook and then an uppercut to the gut that knocked Eragon out cold. Eragon woke in a daze, his vision was blurry.

"Eragon!" said Saphira mentally.

"What happened?" asked Eragon.

"You were fighting Dalton dropped his sword and fought with his fists then he punched you in the gut and knocked you out. Just tell me and I'll rip him to shreds!" replied Saphira. Eragon chuckled.

"Sorry Eragon," came Dalton's voice from a chair in the corner of the room. "I put too much power into the punch you were knocked out immediately. Everyone was so worried especially Orik, I brought back to my room to let you heal in peace."

"How long was I asleep?" asked Eragon.

"About a week and a half," answered Dalton.

"A week and a half holy shit!" said Eragon laughing. Saphira growled and eyed Dalton.

"Saphira don't be mad," said Eragon.

"You could've died," said Saphira. It must have been a couple moments because Dalton was nowhere to be seen.

"AAHH!," screamed Dalton. He looked at himself he looked like an elf. He knew he was a elf-human hybrid. Dalton woke sweaty and panting he had the dream of when he was transformed into the hybrid. He didn't know what happened he just suddenly turned into one. But he still had soft grey eyes and bronze hair. Dalton got up and cast spells of hygiene and added the scent of the warm summer wind to his skin. He pulled on a pair of black trousers and a red tunic and started to jog down the stairs when someone grabbed his arm. He drew his sword in his left hand and looked to the person when he realized it was Arya he sheathed his sword and she let go of his arm. The scent of crushed pine needles filled his nostrils. He smiled and Arya pulled him back into his room and kissed him on the lips. Dalton returned the kiss she tastes like cherries thought Dalton.

"Arya, what causes you to feel this way about me?" asked Dalton.

"I don't know I just feel a tingle of happiness when I think of you," replied Arya.

"I think you have a good personality, but I feel your pain for a losses love one, said Dalton.

"W-What do you mean?" asked Arya confused. How does he know about Faolin?

"Faolin, I lost my father Brom to the Ra'zac," replied Dalton "Anyways stop giving me excuses I want you to tell me the truth, everything that you lied to me about,"