A/N: 'Ello (sad tone)…It's the Potatoes again…thanks to the ONE person who reviewed my SECOND chapter 4! I really get the feeling no one's reading this…anyway…here it is…the second new chapter four…

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Inheritance is CP's doing.

YYErika's POV

The sun was rising. The sunrise was of beautiful shade of peach, orange, yellow, red, and reddish orange. It looked like a painting done by either an illustrator of a children's book or a child. The sky didn't intermix with the Strawberries, the field, Murtagh, Thorn, me, or the trees in the bush. It was a beautiful dawn, as if Eos the Greek Goddess of dawn decided to wish me a good bye to my life. I thought to myself, Great…even the Greek Gods know that ma's gonna kill me. They don't even exist

"Who are the Greek Gods? I have not heard of them." Murtagh asked.

"It's a dead religion and there are loads of books on it. Happy now?" I asked. I had to think fast, ma would be checking if I'm in bed anytime now. I had to disguise Murtagh and hide Thorn…but what am I supposed to say "Hey mom, this is Murtagh. You know The Inheritance Trilogy?" Yeah…she'd believe me when it's been a bazillion years and Jesus still hasn't come back to destroyed the world. I could create a background story that might be partly right um…

I had to come up with a background story…and fast. "Why do I bother? It's the end of me as I know it. She's going to kick me out of my own house. I can see it now she's going to scream 'I wish I never adopted you, you stupid lazy, lying, nerdy piece of shit.' at the top of her lungs. I never got to have a father. Ma found me after her husband died. I don't know who my genetic father is…,"

Murtagh looked up at the dawning sun, "You should be glad you don't have a father."

"Eh?" I asked.

"My father didn't do a single thing for me. For all he cared, I could be stabbed a hundred times by an army Urgals. He even… I don't want to talk about it. It's not appropriate for women to overhear this. Sometimes I wish I wasn't even fertilized. I hate life. If a son could choose his father…I'm sure it would've been someone like yours. Someone away from the king…,"

"My 'dad' was a pilot. He died driving his way to the airport. A drunk driver on crack crashed into his car, the somehow breaking the metal fences along the road, then they fell down a straight cliff that had a death drop and finally all of both dad's and the drunk driver's bones including their skulls cracked. They both died. There's a cross at the edge where he died. I miss him; even though I never meant him." I said sadly, "I talk to him in my prayers. Anyway, we need to make you look like a normal sixth grader that's going into middle school. We also need to hide Thorn."

"Why do we need to hide Thorn?" Murtagh asked.

"People around here aren't used to seeing dragons. They're thought to be only fiction! Plus, scientist would name Thorn's some type of dinosaur that survived the "comet". They'd put him in a cage. Worst part of all…it'd be used as a tool against Christianity. I'm Christian. I don't want to let go of my faith. We'd be arrested by the police for keeping this breakthrough scientific theory from getting to the scientific community! Sure, it may be a bit of stretch…but still a lot of bad things would happen if the police got Thorn! In my opinion those scientist are a buncha asshole liars that are goin' ta Hell. They ruin the entire world with false theories. I don't believe a lick of what they teach in Science class. Thorn, go hide in the over-grown wood that looks like the Western Woods of Narnia. Murtagh follow me inside." I said.

"You're not Galbatorix." Murtagh said.

"Do you want to be killed by my mother, or not?" I asked.

Thorn sighed and went into the over-grown woods...

Anyway, the moment I opened the door Murtagh nearly fainted. His face paled, his eyes froze, his mouth opened wide. "Murtagh are you alright? You look a bit pale."

"What is this place…? All these things are so weird and square." Murtagh asked.

"It's actually a pretty old house that was build during the Revolutionary War and the electricity was installed in like, 1963. Before that it was just a sight for sore eyes with no running water, electricity, or anything until a couple moved in and restored it. Which reminds me…my friend Alice will be e-mailing me any minute now on MySpace. She's always does it at like, six." I sighed and pointed to the computer.

"This is a computer (com-PU-ter). You can play Video Games like the Sims2 and old Harry Potter games on it. You can also use the internet; we have MSN, a broadband internet service that is cheap and fast. With the Internet you can post fan fictions, MySpace, look or post photos, chat with people around the world, study, do research, watch Videos such as Shoes, listen to music, download music, and other things. You can get Microsoft Word, which you can write stories, book projects, and projects in general, chapters of fan fiction, and others." I said and then pointed to the TV.

"That is a TV. You watch moving pictures by turning it on and looking at it. You can see what's going on in the world with "News Stations", "The Colbert Report", and "TV Guide". You can watch moving drawings called "Cartoons". There these deadly things called "commercials" that try to make you buy things, join things, or go places, or something else. You can watch these things called "Game Shows" where stupid people go on the screen and try to win money by doing things. You can watch Music Videos and Celebrities while staring at the TV. There are things called shows such as "Lost" and "Grey's Anatomy". There are also comedy-like shows called "Sit-Coms" that the only good ones are on TV land and TBS such as "Friends" and "Seinfeld". You can also watch these things called "Movies" that are kinda like longer shows that are sometimes based on books such as "Lord of the Rings" (Legolas is so HOT)." I said and then pointed to the Play Station and DDR mat.

"That is a Play Station. You play games on it. It's a bit outdated compared to other systems out now such as Xbox 360 and PS3, but the graphics are still good. You can play games such as "Final Fantasy X" you can also attach things to the PS2 so you play games such as "Dance, Dance, Revolution" and "Guitar Hero". It is attached to the TV." I said and pointed to the DVD Player.

"That is a DVD Player. You put disk that hold footage of movies and put them in there so you can watch it anytime. Most game systems attach to it." I said and plopped down on the couch, "Let me sleep before my doom. Just don't break or slash anything with Zar'roc while I'm sleeping."

Murtagh looked around at all these weird things he hadn't even seen the King of Alagaesia, Galbatorix, with; let alone a young un-famous poor tenant woman at thirteen. The first thing he wanted to see was computer, which seemed most interesting. Murtagh wondered if he could contact the King, his men could pick him up, and his witch could put him back to normal. Yeah, in his sick little daydream world they would. Murtagh looked around the strange device for a way to look around. What he saw was a couple circles that stood out from the main part. Perhaps if I touch this it shall turn on?

He pressed the button and the screen lit up.

((Murtagh's POV))

I found myself in wonder of a square lighting up as if it were of the Ancient Language, but I did not hear any word coming out of it. I looked at the wooden table where there was a soft pad with a strange metallic, round thing (mouse). I looked at the screen and it was two shades of blue; a dark blue at the top and bottom with a lighter blue in the middle. There were squares with two small pictures. "What the…?" I asked and touch the screen and shock went through my finger. I seemed to be nothing but a wild primitive man in this strange, metallic world. I looked around it for a way to figure this device out.

I looked at Erika. She must know, but who am I to wake a strange woman up? She did have a long night; she deserved a good rest, even if this was her fault. I looked at the wooden table and there sat some books one entitled Eldest.

"My friend gave it to me. Tell ma and you're out of here." Erika said.

"I thought you were asleep!" I cried.

"I had to watch you. You don't know how to use a computer, do you?"

"No, I must admit I do not."

"I needed to check on MySpace anyway." Erika said and sat at the chair near the computer, "I'm surprised you figured out the how to turn on the computer. That's a good start."

She moved the round object around. The screen showed a little hand that was dragged towards the picture of a duck that next to it read: Erika, 20 messages unread. It soon opened up to a new screen with a blue bar at the bottom read the time, some little pictures, and "Start". Lined up vertically were pictures of things that had reading under them. The white hand clicked onto the "MSN" picture, which a box opened up with the same pictures as the old screen had. Erika pushed some buttons onto a new screen there were all these things that happened on the screen.

"How did you do that?"

"Electricity now, let me e-mail my friend."

((Erika's POV)) On a message:

SocMaster45 (my friend): Hey Era!

TheRedHamster (me): Don't call me that. I have a guest staying at our house, okay? I'll still be there for the chase to protect Seppy from fangirls.

TheFlyingPotatoes64 (The authoress): It's time for me to go now. I've been on the computer for WAY too long. Anyway, we'll meet more people other than Erika, Murtagh, Thorn and the Strawberries at TheRedHamster's part-time job of defeat Sephiroth fangirls! R&R!