Chapter 3

A/N thanks everyone for the reviews I really appreciate them

As everyone no doubt knows I own nothing

And Ky111 there will be a fight between them just not for a bit probably three chapters mby two

Durza

The king had given me a week to extract the information from the elf in any way possible but so far nothing had worked it had only been a day but I still couldn't enter his mind even when we gave him sixty lashes his mind remained a fortress even to me but I will break him.

I walked back to my quarters they were dingy and sparsely furnished but I didn't care. I walked over to the scrying basin in the center of the room and was meet by the face of the king he was glowering at me "have you gotten anything from him yet Durza" he growled in a deep and threatening tone all the elf had said was that I could go stick it were the sun don't shine but I saw no need to tell the king this so I responded in my usual indifferent tone "no but he won't stand forever soon I'll break him and all the secrets of the elves will be ours" " that's not good enough for every day of my time you waste will add a day to your punishment shade" I felt something that only he could produce a shiver of fear crept down my spine "yes my lord" I responded trying not to let my fear show but knowing he saw it "that will be all get back to your prisoner and get me my information" and with that he was gone.

The door to the elf's cell hardly remained as I blasted it apart and stormed in the elf was sitting in a corner meditating again this happened every time we threw him in his cell 'which wasn't often mind you but that's beside the point' I grabbed him rapping my fingers around his neck and easily lifted him to his feet and proceeded to drag him through the door down the hall and into the torture room which in my opinion was sorely lacking in torture devices but back to the matter at hand.

Eragon

I was once again strapped to the whipping post and was left there as Durza went to get his instruments and as he had before was grumbling about how you'd think the second biggest city would have a better dungeon at this I laughed silently. Suddenly there was swish through the air and a crack then a horrendous pain across my back I bit my lip so I wouldn't scream I would give him no such satisfaction but really did he always haft to hit the same spot. Then another swish and I saw my blood splatter on the wall opposite me in thin lines that slowly dripped to the floor and soon they were joined by more and more as Durza savagely ripped my back apart. I lost count after fifty lashes and after what felt like an hour he stopped and walked around in front of me and lifted my chin "now little elf will you tell what I want to know" he said in a mocking tone his eyes filled with mirth which quickly turned to rage as I spat in his face "screw you, you pathetic excuse for a shade" without warning the whip came up and drew a thin line of blood across my torso and shoulder "be careful what you say I'm going easy on you little elf" he spoke in a mocking but threatening tone. After countless more lashes he untied me from the whipping post and dragged me to another room this one a jail cell one wall was steel bars the rest were cold stone growing with mildew and a constant trickle of water. Durza threw me into to hall with all his might Eragon crashed into the opposite wall and he collapsed into sweet darkness his last refuge.

Galbatorix

"Make sure that the elf can't escape I'm sure he'll try something and Durza won't be able to stop him" I spoke in disgust when I spoke the shade's name he was useful but would have to be disposed of. The tall man with long brown hair that fell to just past his shoulders with a crimson bladed sword strapped to his waste he was fair skinned and his face was covered by a mask he replied in a low gravelly voice "as you wish my lord, I will leave in the morning" "good you are dismissed" with that the man turned and stomped out of the throne room and closed the door with a loud bang.

Brom

It had been 5 hours since I had returned home and it was getting dark and I was starting to get worried about Arya she should have arrived hours ago. I was just about to go out and search for her when there was suddenly a loud nock on my door I hurried to open the door and there stood Arya with a small green dragon carried in her arms she was about to speak when I ushered her into my house. She was soaked I guess she had to swim across the river with the dragon so I got her a warm blanket from beside the fire that was roaring in the grate in the corner. I was surprised that the egg had hatched so quickly but I was more concerned about Arya to focus on why or how it hatched so quickly.

Arya started to speak but her voice was weak "I'm sorry but after he hatched I blacked out and I only just woke up" "shh it's okay Arya all that matters is that you and your dragon are safe" I said trying to calm her down "no not everything is alright I think Eragon has been captured when I was knocked out It felt like the other dream I had of Eragon but in this one there was no forest and there was only a dark, dreary and damp room and one of the walls was made of bars and he was laying collapsed on the floor by the wall" she spoke in a fearful voice and the whole time she spoke shivers ran down her spine "this isn't good not good at all" my face was grave as I spoke "but don't worry child we will save him".