Sorry for the wait, but here's chapter…4…I think…

And my parents/sister are all arguing (about me) a few feet away from me sooo…if this chapter sucks it's because I'm pissed off…

Daaammit all to hell…(just ignore me)

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"Ugh, I hoped we wouldn't have to meet again," Jake glared at a blue-haired boy as he leaned against Slate's shoulder.

"You still look as though that dragon of yours has chewed you to bits and spat you back out," the boy, who was clad in expensive-looking dark-navy clothing, sneered in response.

Night clopped into the clearing with Ruzac, Raida and Sirena just as Celia made a move to make sure Jake and the unnamed person wouldn't pick a fight. An icy-blue dragon with serrated scales and near-transparent spikes going down his back crouched behind the kid while keeping an indigo eye trained on Ruzac and the others.

"Soren," Ruzac nodded politely to the snobbish boy who merely rolled his eyes.

"I would imagine someone like you would stay with the Varden just because some dead hag wanted you to," the kid, who was about 13 or so, sighed and gave Ruzac an evil grin as the much older rider rushed forward and grabbed the front of his shirt.

"I dare you to repeat that," he snarled venomously and his grip on Soren's shirtfront tightened considerably.

"Ruzac," Sirena started in a small, frightened voice.

"Well it's true," Soren said innocently to the older teen, "You really should be in Ellesmera, Ruzac. We elves would probably welcome you if I were there."

"Don't get all superior on me," Ruzac growled, "Just because you're from the royal bloodline doesn't mean you can talk to me like that. I'm the reason you can actually protect yourself from sorcerers and magic. Don't forget that."

"Yes, yes, I'm well aware of that Ruzac-ono," Soren made sure to say the suffix, making the other rider struggle with the urge to punch his face in.

"Why are you here?" Jake growled, "Surely a brat like you should be back at their rich little house with all the servants to do whatever you want."

"I came to greet my old teacher," he smiled a fake smile, "Frost said he sensed another dragon egg near here so he wanted to meet the hatchling."

Yet she does not seem to acknowledge this child as her rider, the light-blue dragon rumbled, but as a friend.

"Sirena does not have the gedwey ignasia," Ruzac explained.

I see.

"I'm surprised you found someone in that dumpy little town," Soren said scornfully.

Raida unexpectedly started hissing and the smallest of small puffs of smoke trailed from her nostrils. Her tail lashed back in forth as she roared (as well as a hatchling could) angrily at the boy.

It doesn't matter where she's from as long as she's my friend! The golden lizard's small voice squeaked furiously.

"Wow!! She TALKS!" Sirena gasped and grabbed Raida into a crushing hug.

Of course I talk; what do you think I am a rock lizard? Her dragon grumbled.

"Aww!!! Ruzac, Ruzac! I want to go to the Varden now! I can because I'm a rider right, right?!" the girl was nearly jumping up and down with a smile plastered on her face.

"N-"

"Yeah, she can," Jake interrupted before his little brother could smash the girl's good mood. Ruzac sent him an annoyed glare.

"Once Raida grows enough I'll take her there," he said.

"Yay!!! Ok, Raida, grow up really big and strong so we can visit Eragon and all the other riders at the Varden!" Sirena beamed, not knowing Eragon was the only rider she would probably meet.

Don't worry, I will, Raida nuzzled her friend's arm and purred in the mysterious way dragons purr.

"Hmm…Frost and I have been discussing something for the past few minutes," Soren stated and everyone turned towards him with expressions reading 'What do you want?' in a bored manner.

"We will travel with you and Jade and monitor Sirena's training," he finished and everyone just stared.

"She's my pupil," Ruzac growled.

"She's not a property," Soren sniffed and the older rider scowled, knowing it was true and he didn't want to push the fact.

"But she's still my student and I am responsible for tutoring her," he declared.

"Hmph, still doesn't mean I can't watch her training," Soren said.

Ruzac sighed; he couldn't win against the kid. It was a losing battle.

"Fine, you can come with us," he snorted, "but," he held up his finger to prove the point, "if I tell you to do something I expect you to do it without question."

"Alright," Soren's lips adopted a curved smile and his eyes sparkled with plans for causing trouble for his old mentor.

This was going to be a looong trip…

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Ok, so I'm still angry at my mom/sister since they obviously hate me (my Dad's being nice – gods he's the only person in my family that I can talk to…) since they're calling me annoying/frustrating because I don't like to go shopping with them and stuff…Aargh my family's so fucked up compared to my friends' ('scuse my language in these Author's Notes)

Ahaha, I love the name Soren (I have another character named Soren in one of my fictionpress stories...Yazzi's read it :) arigatou (thank you) for reading it, my friend!

Thank you for reading, and special thanks to CarmelBoost for reviewing every single chapter. Waiii Yazzi-kun you're the best :) have a cookie