Aaah! It's the curse of the mary-sues! Run!!! I feel as though my characters are reverting back to their original Mary-Sue forms, and it is bothering me. I tried to do better in this chapter. Also, Thank you once again to Thorn'is'Awesome for reviewing. To the rest of you, I'm requiring at least 2 reviews per chapter before I update. Sorry it took so long to update the last chapter. I meant to last weekend but got involved in other stuff. Ugh, I know exactly what is going to happen for several more chapters, but don't know exactly how to say it. Also, to answer some questions I got in a review,
1. Is Julia going to become a rider?: Wait and see, it will get resolved in this chapter
2. Why does everyone say that the last egg is green?: Well, the a lot of us who are obsessed with Paolini's books went to his website and found out from the forums that the cover of the next book will have a green dragon on it. I guess a lot of other people found out from us that there will be a green dragon in book 4. There will be a green egg in my story, but it won't be the last egg.
Any way, enjoy this chapter!
Vakna Unin Alagaesia
Chapter 4
I woke up the next morning shivering and blinking opened my eyes, wondering where in the world I was. Then the previous day's events hit me and I remembered that I actually wasn't in my world. Groaning at feeling bruises from my spar with Nick the night before, I crawled out from under Saphira's wing, yawning. Saphira lazily opened one eye.
Where are you going, young one?
I thought quickly, then remembered the stream nearby that I had found yesterday. As long as I was up, I might as well practice swimming, something I did every other morning of the week any way.
To the small stream near here. I'll be back in about an hour.
Be careful.
I quickly walked away, following the path I had made the previous day. I was a competitive swimmer, and normally had practice every day, before school and at around 5 in the evening. Swimming was my main sport in the winter, while softball took over during the summer. In fall and spring, however, both sports conflicted.
Soon I had reached the stream and I found a part of it that was about 4ft. deep and 8 ft wide. I took off my cleats, and, shivering, I dipped my toe in. It wasn't as bad as I had expected it to be, but definitely colder than I was used to. Feeling brave, I plunged my entire body under the water, which promptly broke out in goose bumps. Trying to warm up again, I began swimming.
I did what I estimated to be about a half a mile, in varied strokes. I was doing another lap of butterfly, when I inhaled another mouthful of disgusting water, and decided I was done. It was only about a quarter of what I would have normally done, but I was not willing to risk hypothermia, swim without goggles any longer, or inhale any more water, no matter how it affected my times in a race.
I swam to the side, not willing to risk being pinched by a hidden crayfish, and put my feet on the bank of the stream, once again, shivering. Wonderful, I thought sarcastically, I forgot a towel. Having swum with all my clothes on, my softball uniform was now probably cleaner, but was now drenched.
I decided to walk around a bit, hoping my clothes would dry off enough that I was at least not dripping.
I wandered through the forest for a little while, shivering and dripping, but nevertheless enjoying the sounds of the woods as it woke up. Small animals chattered and a slight breeze rustled the leaves of the trees. A beautiful purple, pink and gold sunrise painted the sky as the sun danced up from the horizon. I practically drank in the scenery, as it reflected the serene calmness inside me.
Not watching where I was going, I tripped and fell over something.
Expecting it to be a root, I got up and looked down, then felt my face twist into an expression of horror as a chill ran down my back, which, for the first time that day, was not from cold.
Lying on the ground in front of me was a tall creature that looked almost human, except that it had black skin and what appeared to be a ram's horns. Oh, and the fact that it was about 8 feet tall. The creature also had a long shaft of a spear in its back, which had a pool of blood around it. Looking around, I saw ten similar creatures also lying on the ground, each wounded severely. Also, around the area were about 40 dead soldiers, all wearing a red tunic, and two horses. All lying on the ground were dead. I was looking at the site of a blood bath.
Revolted at the sight, after getting over the shock, I promptly threw up. The only dead things that I had ever seen were stuffed animals at the museum, bugs, and former pet goldfish.
Then the sun moved a little bit higher in the trees, and something around 100 yards away glinted and caught my eye. Wanting to get away from this place of wanton destruction, I ran over to it.
On the ground was another person in a red tunic, who appeared to have died from a severe gash in the side or an arrow in his back. A few feet away was a large purple stone.
Cautiously, I walked over to it and stared at it for a few seconds. I picked it up, wondering how in the world a purple stone, which had to have been dyed, was here, and why it had been so important to this man, who appeared to have died trying to protect it.
As I examined the stone, it gave a large squeak. Startled, I dropped it. The stone began squeaking and shaking violently. Then, a large crack ran down its center. I stepped back. It shook some more and cracked again. Then, a large number of cracks appeared on the surface. Suddenly, pieces of it flew through the air and something purple appeared in the hole. Slowly the purple thing, which I realized was a snout attached to a body, drew itself out of the stone. It stepped onto the ground and began licking the membrane of the egg off of itself. I took a sharp breath and whispered,
"Dragon"
Yay! I finished typing! Still stink at it. Sorry for any mistakes in this chapter, this is my first draft of it. Normally I do a rough draft with a paper and pencil, then change stuff when I type it on the computer. Also, sorry about leaving you with a cliff hanger, but I'm on a time budget, so I promise to update either this weekend or next. I have a billion projects due Friday, so it will probably be next weekend. 'Til then, please review and tell me how I'm doing! Remember, if I get more reviews, I will be more likely to find time in my schedule to update!
