A/N: OK!! on to Chapter 4!!! I like some of the ideas that are in the movie... I don't like the fact that the dragon wings are feathery and not in membrane form like the book describes... but I do like the way that they showed the gëdwy ignasia... the small oval kind of shaped like a long chinese dragon... brilliant... The part about Eragon finding out about Brom for himself... not so cool. ok moving on:

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I tore my eyes away from the emerald flashes of light coming through the tree branches… I knew what it was, I knew that I would have to accept it sooner or later… or maybe I was dreaming… I scraped my arm against the rough tree bark of the tree I hid the dragon egg under. I winced in pain, a slight drop of blood came out of the small scrape on my forearm. Definitely not a dream.

The small winged creature made a small cry from among the green leaves above. I shut my eyes and then glared at Colemnae, "I did not ask for this," I hissed, when I saw his face contort into his you-didnt-ask-but-you're-going-to-get look, I rephrased my sentence, "I don't want this!"

"You must!!!" he exploded grabbing my shoulders with his rough hands and shaking me harshly. "You must take him! If you don't who will save Alagaesia from our father!! Who will join the Varden along with the other dragon rider... The one named "Shadeslayer" and kill him off! Father has two dragons and that will mean that the Varden will have two dragons! This will work out to our advantage!! Don't ruin it Arien!" I released my shoulders and backed up against a tree while pointing at me and accusingly glaring, "Don't ruin the plan." He glanced up the tree, "Call him down."

I sighed and reluctantly turned to stare up into eyes that were the same green as mine merely inches from my face. I yelped and fell backwards into the dirt. The creature climbed into my lap and nuzzled against my chest, it's sharp scales lightly scraping against the soft fabric of my dress.

I looked up at Colemnae's amused face. "Touch it!" He whispered excitedly, "Go on!"

Hesitantly I reached my hand out to touch the small dragon's snout and in turn it hesitantly lifted its head to meet my hand. A blazing white pain raced through my arm upon contact. My worst fears were confirmed. I was indeed going to turn into one of the Rider's my father was... that my betrothed was... I silently promised myself not to turn out like either of them as darkness took over my mind like a warm blanket.

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Everything around me was glimmering a faint green... the stone work of the walls and floors, the fire in the hearth, my brother who was standing over me menacingly.

I sat up quickly fearing my life was in danger... I knew the face my brother was making... it was always fresh in my mind when I was around him after he had seen father... he was ordered to do something to me... that he was going to hurt me in some way...

"Colemnae?" I whispered heatedly, "This is not who you are! This is not what you would do if you had not met father!! DON'T DO THIS!!"

He raised his dagger and brought it down on me swiftly. But suddenly the image faded away from the violent one to a peaceful one... again everything was a shimmering green except it was much brighter... Trees were surrounding me and light was glimmering off of a small green dragon sitting right next to me. It opened its small jaws and a large amount of fire came pouring out onto the ground and began to surround me... almost as if it were water and not fire. My lungs struggled for breath as the smoke took over my senses and crush me under its significant weight... Again I knew that this was no ordinary fire... it was as if I was confusing fire with water... but this water was the color of fire... flared up in tongues around me like fire... and was hot like fire... I thought I was going crazy until—

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My brother roughly pulled me up from under the terrible waters of my nightmare and held me against his chest... "Arien, wake up, its just a dream, you're all right."

I heard my ragged gasps for breath... The air that slowly filled my lungs refreshed me and I was quickly able to gather that I was no longer dreaming. I rubbed my sore hand and felt a small oval-like lump... I lifted my hand and gazed at the strange lump behind my brother's back.

On my right palm there was a small silver oval on my hand in the shape of a small, poorly written "e". As I examined it closely I noticed that it looked more like a craggy scar... or even a long, scaled dragon curled into an intricate oval. "Wow," I whispered. I pulled out of Colemnae's hold and held my hand up to him, "Is this supposed to happen?"

He took hold of my wrist to steady my unsteady hand and pulled it closer towards the fire he had built while I was out cold. He laughed softly and put my hand palm down against my stomach. "Congratulations, sister." He whispered into my ear, "You are a true Rider." He jabbed his finger towards my hidden hand, "That is called a gëdwy ignasia... A silver scar bestowed on a rider upon contact with his or her dragon," In response to my questioning gaze he shrugged and quickly added, "Father told me about them... he has one and has been trying desperately to get the egg to hatch for me."

I glared at Colemnae and pulled my skirts more closely around me. I searched the clearing quickly and saw my dragon sleeping against my horse's travel pack. I crawled over to him and put my face close up to him... His blaring Emerald eyes met mine and I laughed. "We were meant for each other!! Look at his eyes!!" Colemnae shrugged in agreement while pouring out two bowls of soup. I slowly began to stroke the dragon's spikes and feel the small bumps and grooves around its body called scales... I was careful to only graze them for from the reading that my sister Bryttania often gave to me and my other sisters I learned that their scales were razor sharp. I slid my hands over the thin velvety membrane of the wings and breathed a deep sigh of curiosity and wonder.

"He's beautiful." I say in the same emotion that was taking over my body... amazement. "He's so... green. He stands for everything that seems like me..." I glance up at Colemnae, "Like us."

He gave me The Look... the look that told me to grow up. The kind of look I get when he thinks that I'm acting like a child. "Well,l must I beg your pardon, for being excited about this, Your Highness?" I growled sarcastically as the dragon bent itself into a ball and snoozed in my lap. "The most amazing thing has just happened to me and I'm sorry if I seem slightly excited."

He glared and slid next to me and touched the dragon's small teeth jutting out under his jaw. "Don't accuse me of being not excited... believe me, I sincerely am! But you making a big deal out of it doesn't make it any better for our safety... someone could hear us."

I sighed knowing he was right. But then... I realized... If someone did hear us, then they would immediately report to my father and he would make sure that I was killed... or worse... the small Emerald beauty sitting comfortably on my lap.

"Colemnae... we can't run!" I hissed urgently. His questioning gaze met my desperate one. "Father knows the egg was stolen... he knows that we left only 4 days AFTER the egg was stolen... If we suddenly disappear, sooner or later, he will find out about what is in our possession and come send his men after us, to either force our compliance or kill us... more likely me since I am the Rider."

I could see the realization dawn on my older brother's face as the information slowly began to sink in.

"Arien, what will we do?" He whispered, "This was not a part of my plan!"

I smiled. "I'll act like the perfect daughter that he has always wanted, and he will finally appreciate leaving me alive because you will act like the perfect son that he has raised." When all I got in response was another long questioning look I shrugged my shoulders, "As if you can think of anything better."

"No! No no no... its a good plan it's just that... what about your problem... on your hand," He pointed at the silver winding scar on my hand. "Your gëdwy ignasia needs to be hidden... I can try a spell but I can't hold it for very long. If we end up going back to the palace then father will want me to practice harder magic... there is no way that I can keep hold of it all."

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(COLEMNAE'S POV in third person)

He looked into his sister's eyes seriously and took hold of her hand. In his mind he marveled at the sight of such a small thing. Sure he had seen one before, but seeing it on someone he actually cared about, was different. He sorted through all the words of power he had memorized and stared at the gëdwy ignasia for a long moment before whispering them under his breath. He felt a small and sudden drain in his power. Tentatively Colemnae touched where the scar should have been but only felt the the soft skin of a woman's hands.

"That should last AT LEAST 6 hours..." he said sitting pulling Arien to stand, ignoring the baffled squeak of the dragon that fell to the earth. "Tell your little friend that you will visit him every week at least once a week, maybe more."

Arien gave her brother a look of pure stupidity, "You tell him!"

Colemnae shook his head in frustration, "Only the Rider can communicate with the thing. Also tell him to always be waiting around the ninth hour of the morning for us every day... just in case. Tell him that no matter what we will always be on time."

Arien relayed the message to her dragon and ran her hands over its wings one more time before Colemnae helped her into her horse's saddle. "We are going back right now, and there is no stopping us."

"WAIT!" Arien hissed sharply, "What about his name?"

Colemnae stared at the dragon a moment but then looked away when it's piercing green eyes met his. "Ask him later!"

He doused the fire using magic and mounted his horse. At the look of his sister's frustration he said calmly, "We will search for names in the morning, I promise"

But he knew that there was certainty of him keeping that promise and he knew it... He thought of all the ways he could get distracted making a mental list: News of the other Rider, a new word, new spells, father's errands. And as he thought deeply he knew that his sister was nervously checking her hands every few minutes. Her blond hair although slightly touseled from the day's events was still amazingly beautiful. He knew she hated the fact that she looked so fake, but he never had the confidence to tell her that no matter what she was gorgeous.

Her green eyes were always flashing dangerously one way or another, and her lips were only a few shades lighter than the deep red lip paint that she is forced to wear, same with her skin color... the same pale white, except with a delicate tinge of pink underneath her high and angular cheek bones. Her eyebrows were perfectly arched but angled, like her emerald eyes, in a slighly abnormal way... but a person would only notice if it was pointed out by someone who was looking very closely at her. Her jaw was perfectly angular, and her chin was not pointed as most people would expect from such an angled girl, but instead it was squared off with a small but deep dimple in her chin, a reminder of how she was related to her father.

"You look very decent today, Arien." He said just as they were reentering the gates of Uru' baen.

She simply turned and glared at him, her perfectly shaped lips parting a little to say. "Shut your mouth, brother. It is rude to gawk."

A slight smile appeared on his face, next time he would tell her in private, not as they were standing in front of many people. He sighed and trudged along beside his sister. None of the city people said anything this time, for they saw the destressed look upon their favorite princess' porcelain face and knew better than to put pressure on her any more than she needed.

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(Back to Arien's POV in first person i might add)

I stared back at my reflection in the mirror while applying a light shade of red to my lips. Colemnae and I were going to the library to research on names of dragons. I always thought that it would be alright for me to wear little to no face paint while walking around in the library until this morning when my father informed me that I should wear it all the time, for I will be a married woman soon and should be practicing my beauty everywhere, everyday. He even suggested that I wear the face paint while alone in my room. In reply I almost refused, but I remembered the beatiful emerald being that was waiting for me to return, and I simply acquieced to his request. His face was in complete shock as I lowered my eyes and curtsied lowly to the ground, like every other stupid lady in this palace.

I grabbed my nail paint off of the lid of my jewelry box just after I placed my emerald studded tiara over my head allowing the silver chain threads to fall over my let down blond hair. Another non-neccessity that my father insisted upon.

I did another quick check of myself in the mirror and placed the small glass vial of red nail paint into the sachet at my side. I gently closed the heavy oak door behind me so as not to disturb my sisters morning rest, and made my way to my brother's private library across the building.

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"Would you mind recapping that." Colemnae hissed angrily, glaring at me from his leaned position over an old large book. "The smell is distracting, and it gives me a headache."

I huffed a large sigh of frustration and quickly added one more swipe of the small paintbrush over my small nail before recapping the vial. "This is extremely boring." I muttered making sure that he could hear me.

His head shot up, his glare intensifying. "Well, Dectalia, you could be so kind as to actually help! It's not my problem your new pet is not really my responsibility."

I shut my eyes, ashamed of myself. He was right, I made him do all the work when it was my dragon we were trying to name. "Alright. I'm sorry! Here's a list that I've made up so far."

I leaned accross the table to hand him the parchment on it were, as I had said, names that I thought sounded nice. "We know it's a male dragon so I took the liberty of not putting female names on there no matter how much I liked them."

Colemnae smiled his cute little crooked smile. "Some of these may work."

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A/N: Ok everyone!! I just wanted to say that I need you to vote!!! I cant decide on names!! so here are a list of names (they all have a meaning I just need to go back and figure it out) pls choose one that is too ur liking!!

Telemnar Tel-em-nahr ( cant remember meaning)

Cowen Co-en (Can't remember meaning)

Abelio Ab- bell-ee-oh (Green Growling One)

Aluanos Al-wan-os (Shining one)

CorannCore-ahn (Crown)


Dei Day (to shine))

And if you dont like any of those then you can definately help me by making suggestions! I LOOOOVE REVIEWS!!! suggestions would be nice!! I love my readers too! thanks guys!!