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Speech Key;
"Normal Talking."
"Ancient Language."
'Thoughts.'
"Mind Talking."
"Mind Talking in the Ancient Language."
That same morning, the people would find a new ship in Magnolia's port. On board the ship, an unconscious Eragon was being woken by Saphira. Some of the others on the ship had already begun to stir, and some were already conscious and checking around the ship to make sure everything was ship and shape.
"Eragon, wake up!" Saphira shouted in his head.
Eragon woke with a start. Blodhgarm, one of those who were already conscious, turned to Eragon.
"Rider, it is good you are awake. Cuaroc is restless, one of the eggs is missing." Blodhgarm told him.
"Very well, we'll see if we can find it. Blodhgarm, I'd like you to come with me and help me search." Eragon said.
"Of course, Rider." he said.
"Eragon, if you don't mind terribly, I believe Solumbum and I shall go with you." said the witch Angela.
"No, of course, you are welcome." Eragon said.
Saphira told Eragon that she believed that the egg had landed in the forest past the town they were docked at. There were some mountains nearby that Saphira had found were full of caves that were just perfect for dragons, after their strange, ape-like inhabitants had been kicked out. Knowing Saphira was safe and out of sight and where to start looking for the egg, Eragon, Blodhgarm, and Angela went into the city they had docked at.
The city was unlike anything Eragon had ever seen. It was full of vibrant colors, many different shops, and there were so many people that Eragon had to close his mind off to prevent a migraine. The people in the city were also odd. They came in all different shapes, sizes, appearances, and they had some very strange hair colors, ranging from white and all the colors through black. There were even some strange animals as well.
A little girl with long, dark blue pig tails ran past them. Eragon watched as she tripped on nothing and landed flat on her face. He rushed toward her as she sat up, rubbing her scratched nose with eyes teary from pain. An odd white cat as well as Blodhgarm, Angela, and Solumbum followed him.
"Are you alright?" Eragon asked the girl.
She looked up at him and nodded, smiling brightly. "Mm hm, I'm fine."
"Tch, so clumsy, you really need to be more careful Wendy." the white, cat-ish creature said to the girl.
Eragon hid surprise at the cat speaking. It shouldn't have surprised him too much, there were the giant slugs, Werecats, Ra'zac, and all the elves he'd seen that had altered their appearance, like Blodhgarm. Angela stepped forward toward the girl.
"How interesting, a cat that speaks verbally." Solumbum said in his mind.
"Tell me, young lady, where were you going in such a rush?" Angela asked her.
The girl, Wendy the cat had called her, gasped and stood. "That's right! I'm supposed to be heading to the guild, Pantherlily said that Lucy had found a strange rock."
Blodhgarm and Eragon exchanged a glance. "Where?" asked Eragon, turning back to her.
Wendy thought about it. "Um, I think he'd said she'd found it in the forest on the way to guild."
"Do you mind if we go with you to your guild?" Eragon asked.
Wendy looked at them for a couple minutes then beamed at him. "Of course!" she said happily. "Come with me."
She began walking towards the forest on the outside of Magnolia. Her cat sighed as Eragon, Blodhgarm, and Angela followed them. The walk made them realize just how big the city was.
"By the way, what are your names?" asked Wendy.
"My name is Eragon Bromson, my companions are Blodhgarm, and—."
"I'm Angela, and this is my cat Solumbum." Angela interrupted.
Wendy smiled cheerily at them and bowed at the waist. "Well I'm pleased to meet you all! My name's Wendy Marvell and this is my cat, Carla."
"Hello." Carla said with a disinterested expression.
As the group neared the forest, Eragon and his companions began to realize just how big it was, the trees were quite large, suggesting that it was an old forest. After they had entered the forest, they walked for about 15 minutes before a strange, large, ape-like creature attacked them.
It burst through the trees with a shout of, "WOMAN!" before smashing into the ground in front of them.
Blodhgarm and Eragon got ready to fight the beast, but were beaten to the punch by Wendy. "Sky Dragon: Roar!" she shouted, and a powerful cyclone of air shot from her mouth. They heard the beast's shout of pain the cyclone of air hit him head on and sent him flying, as well as destroying the all trees in its path. As Blodhgarm and Eragon stared, Angela smiled, and the two cats showed no reaction.
Eragon couldn't believe it. The sheer amount of energy that spell should have taken and the girl wasn't even fazed. This child was even more powerful than he was!
Angela was the first to say anything. "Tell me dear, what was that you just fought?"
Wendy looked as her curiously before answering. "Oh, that was a Vulcan. Mira says they're often perverted so I should be careful coming to the guild."
With that, she began walking towards the guild. "You must be very strong." Eragon said to her.
"Well, no, not really. There are plenty of people in the guild that are stronger than me." said Wendy.
Eragon wasn't sure if she was just being modest, had low self-esteem, or if she actually was telling the truth. If she was telling the truth, then this place was full of all sorts of very powerful people. If a child had this much power, what kind of power did the adults have?
• • •
After some more walking, they came upon a clearing with a sort of windmill building. In front the building, a very rough-around-the edges individual was sitting on the ground and talking to cat like Carla, except this one had black fur, and large knife strapped to his back, and a scar around the edge of his left eye. The man had a rugged face, but Eragon didn't think that he was any older that him, he had piercings were his eyebrows should be, going down his chin, along his ears and forearms. He wore dark blue tunic cinched off at the waist with ragged edges and black feathers coming off of one shoulder, he had long, spiky black hair and wore white pants that were tucked into shin high black boots.
The man turned to them as they approached and stood. "Yo runt, you're finally here. What took you?" he asked. "And who are these people?"
"Um, this is Eragon, Solumbum, Angela, and Blodhgarm. I met them on the way here and they wanted to see the guild. Everyone, this is Gajeel." said Wendy.
He grunted as he eyed the group. "Tch, whatever. Everyone else is around back trying to figure out what Lucy's rock is."
Wendy nodded at this and followed Gajeel around the back of the "guild". Behind the building was a group of people standing around a stump, upon which rested a pink stone, or a pink dragon egg to those who knew any better. In this innermost circle was a scantily clad blond girl, a pink hair boy wearing a vest, another odd cat, this one blue, a red haired girl wearing armor, a boy with black hair, a man with long green hair covering one eye and a rapier sword at his hip, and a petite girl with shoulder length blue hair.
"So what do you suppose it is, Levy?" asked the blonde girl.
The girl with blue hair, Levy, frowned as she examined the "stone". "I'm really not sure Lucy . . . Freed, do you have any idea what it is?"
The man with the long green hair replied, "No, I've never seen anything like it before."
Lucy, the blonde girl, slumped her shoulders. "So neither of you have any clue what it is then? What about you Master?"
An extremely short old man, who Eragon's group had missed until now, stepped forward and looked closely at the egg. "Hmm, this is . . . "
All the member of the guild leaned forward to hear what the short old man had to say. Then he looked up at everyone with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I don't know what is it."
Everyone present sighed in exasperation. Wendy made their way to the inner group while Eragon and his companions stayed at the edge of the crowd, not needing to get any closer to hear what was being said or see what was happening. Wendy leaned forward, inspecting the rock closely as Carla stood beside her.
"Ne, you don't think . . . it could be a dragon egg . . . could it?" she asked.
There was a pregnant silence before the pink haired boy burst out laughing, even going so far as to start rolling around and slamming his fist down on the ground while holding his stomach. When he calmed down enough to talk, he said, "Don't be ridiculous, Wendy! There's no way any dragon would lay a pink egg, and besides that, it's tiny! Even Happy's egg was at least 5 times as big."
"Aye!" said the blue cat, Happy.
"But what if—?" started Wendy.
"Enough runt, I hate to admit it, but flame-brain's right. That egg's way too small for a dragon." said Gajeel.
"Listen Luce, for now just keep it at your house. I'll visit the library and see if there's anything I can find." said Levy.
"Lord Eragon, would you like me to retrieve the egg?" asked Blodhgarm.
Eragon thought a moment before answering. "No, let her keep it. We came here to raise a new generation of Riders, so why not start with her?"
"As you wish, Lord Eragon." said Blodhgarm.
"A wise decision." Angela said.
And with that, they left to return to their ship. When they returned, they told everyone of Wendy's strength, the sights they'd seen in the town, of the strange guild Wendy had taken them to, their encounter with the Vulcan in the forest, and most importantly, Lucy, who would potentially be the next Dragon Rider.
• • •
That Lucy sighed as she collapsed tiredly onto her bed, having just thrown Natsu and Happy out of her home, again. She open her eyes as she lay on her sided to look at the pink stone resting on her desk. As she looked at it, she wondered vaguely if it was really just an odd rock as she drifted to sleep.
She was woken at the middle of the night by a high pitched squeaking noise. "Natsu?" she asked, sitting up in her bed and looking around for her pink haired teammate.
There was no trace of the fire dragon slayer to be found, however, the squeaking continued and she noticed the stone on her desk was rocking back and forth, causing to roll towards the edge. Her eyes widened and she bolted from her bed to catch it just as it fell off the edge, though she nearly dropped it when the stone squeaked and something inside it moved. Lucy sat back on her bedroom floor in shock as she stared at the egg.
"It's . . . not a stone at all," she muttered to herself in disbelief. "it's an egg!"
Lucy watched in fascinated disbelief as a crack appeared in the egg. The crack widened until a small, pink, scaly head broke free of the egg. After a couple of minutes of struggling, a tiny dragon freed itself from the shell, breaking it into fragments. It rolled around a bit before managing to find its footing. It made a cute little squeak sound as it looked around and it's eyes settled on Lucy, who was staring at it.
"C-cute." Lucy finally cooed as it took a few steps towards her.
Tentatively, she reached her hand out to pet the baby dragon. The dragon sniffed at her hand as it neared it's face. Finally, the dragon pressed it's snout against Lucy's palm and an icy hot pain traveled from her palm throughout her body and she collapsed onto the floor, unconscious, the silver glow on her palm fading to leave a white scar.
Unnoticed, Solumbum crouched in his human form on Lucy's windowsill. He smiled as he looked down on Lucy's unconscious form and the dragon that turned to look at him. He chuckled.
"Looks like Angela was right. This place is going to be very interesting indeed." he said. He jumped down and turned back into a cat as he returned to the ship. 'I suppose I'd better inform Eragon we have a new Rider.'
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