Premonition of discovery

I'm glad see from my reviews so far that you're enjoying the story. I understand my grammar isn't the best and I politely ask that you bear with me for the time being. As always I'll enjoy feedback with what you like/dislike so I can attempt to better the tale to make it more enjoyable. Thanks again to those following me, and future followers. (I own nothing; all the rights go to Christopher Paolini)

When Eragon woke up the next morning he noticed three things he felt better then he has on months, Saphira was sleeping on his chest, whose breathing was in sync with his, this amused him, and it was mid-morning. He slowly looked at Saphira sleeping on his cheat and gently started to hub her head, and pets her neck until she woke up. She let out a puff of black smoke.

"We need to get up."

She let out a soft growl; a moment later she stretched her back and yawned, before looking at him sleepily. She slowly got off his chest and sat patiently on his bed while he got in to fresh clothes.

"Let's see what the others are up to."

With that he walked out in to the main room with Saphira close behind. While he fetched their meals she patiently jumps up and weighted on the table. After they finished their meals. Eragon suggested.

"Let's see where everyone is"

When Eragon and Saphira got out side she was delighted by the warmth of the mid-morning sun so proceeded to lie down and watch the two people in the field. As he approached his uncle looked up at him.

"How do you feel?"

"Great, I haven't felt this good in a long time."

"That's good, we're almost done here, so if you want you can take Saphira through the woods again if you'd like."

"I would, Thanks"

Eragon got Saphira who was only more than eager to join him. They walked around for little more than an hour before settling down at the base of a large tree, While Saphira crawled in to his lap and started humming Eragon went about the lessons. When it was mid-day Saphira caught a small squirrel for lunch and returned to Eragon. After she finished her meal, Eragon walked around explaining and telling her of his childhood and such. Saphira was extremely interested in this. All the while Saphira learned more and more. By the evening Eragon started back to the farm with Saphira in his arms asleep. Much like the night before.

So it continued like this for another couple weeks. After they had their morning meal they would find a place to sit Untile lunch. After Eragon would walk around and tell her of his past. Then head home in the evening. Around The end of the first week Saphira started to fly. At first she was only able to glide and stay up for a few seconds. As the days went by she became more and more adept she got to the point where she was able to perform simple Arial maneuvers. After week two Saphira Was speaking Full sentences, and commented on things she noticed. She also grew faster than what anyone expected, by week two, her shoulder was at his Stomach, and was too big to fit inside the house. So she took up the place Garow and Eragon made her in the barn.

"This isn't that bad, not as bad as I thought it would be" she thought to herself."

By the end of week two Brom Returned.

"Hello Brom."

"Hello Saphira, is Eragon or Garow around?"

"One moment and I'll get them for you."

Brom felt her pull out of his head, so he waited for them to come out.

"Eragon, brom is here."

"Alright, I'll meet you out there with him."

A couple minutes later Eragon went out to see Saphira waiting with Brom.

"I can see you taught her well."

"Thanks. So what happens now?"

"Now? Now you continue to raise her Until she's big enough to ride and fend for herself."

"Very well."

"I'll return in a month to see how she's progressing."

After Brom Left Saphira turned to Eragon and asked

"SO, what are we going to do now?"

Eragon looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late

"Well." Eragon said while thinking to himself

"It's late, and I don't have anything else planned."

Saphira lowered her head disappointed. Eragon Knew what that was about.

"If you want I could spend the night with you in the barn, I know you miss sleeping with me. And honestly I miss having you by my side."

She raised her head and nuzzled the side of his arm.

"I would like that."

Eragon went inside and grabbed a blanket. Before making his way to Saphira in the barn. She wasn't too big yet so he placed the blanket over himself and her before falling asleep. She started to hum deep in her chest. Eragon Hasn't heard this hum before it was deep and filed with emotion. Eragon smiled and brought her closer before falling asleep.

That Night his dreams were Random and no one impiculiar was worth paying great attention to. Untile His Dreams Shifted. He was in a large open room with a blue gem in a rounded ceiling. He looked around and saw that he was surrounded by Extremely tall and devilish looking figures with horns and more than a few had fangs growing up from their bottom jaw. He looked down and saw a red florescent blade. He Felt a Sharp wave of pain and saw a Blue Dragon lying down with a broken leg and a giant burn mark on her neck. Eragon shot up awake and drenched in a cold sweat and breathing heavily.

"What was that? I've never had a dream that felt that real."

He looked down at Saphira who was sleeping happily. He suddenly felt very protective and brought her closer to his chest and tried to go back to sleep after much effort he finally drifted off again. He had no other dreams that night which relived him.

When he woke in the morning Saphira was already awake watching the sun rise. Slowly he got up and joined her sitting down next to her. There they watched as the sun rose above the trees. After the sun was above the trees Saphira Finaly stirred.

"Eragon, are you well?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well…last night I sensed and extreme amount of fear from you, and I'm concerned."

"I had a bad dream, that's all."

Saphira wanted to press him more but decided against it.

"Very well, if you want to talk more about it I'll be here."

Eragon smiled and replied

"Thank you"

He was relieved she didn't press him for more information.

"So, what are you going to do today?"

"I was thinking about flying into the spine and practice some more maneuvers."

"Have fun. I'll see what I can do around here."

"Very well."

With that Saphira jumped into the air and angled north east in the direction of the spine. When she disappeared over the tree line, he picked himself up and headed to the house. When he got inside he noticed his uncle sitting in front of the fire smoking his pipe. As Eragon moved closer his uncle noticed him and proffered him the chair next to him. Eragon gladly accepted it. He was still thinking about last nights' dream.

"Are you ok?"

The sudden question snapped Eragon back to reality.

"What?"

"Are you ok?"

"I…I…I don't know." Eragon replied hesitantly

"Do you want to talk?" Garow asked in a concerned tone.

Eragon thought for several moments.

"I had a night mare last night."

"Well what was it about?" Garow asked in a kind gentle tone

"I was kneeling down and surrounded by these huge horrifying creatures. I didn't know what was going on. As I was looking around at their faces, I…I…there was Saphira. She was gravely injured with a broken leg it was twisted around facing the opposite way. But what the worst was…was….was the huge burn on the side of her neck."

At this point Eragon was on the verge of crying. Garow Quickly went work comforting him. He wrapped him in a fierce embrace.

"It'll be alright, Eragon." Garow replied.

"It was Just a dream…"

"That's just it I don't think it was."

Garow separated and looked at him questionably.

"What do you mean?"

"The dream felt so real. I even felt Saphira's pain from her injuries. SHE WAS BARLEY ALIVE!"

Eragon yelled

"And she was Fading." He managed to spurt of his tear strickend throat.

Garow only looked at him concerned. Finally he said

"The only thing I can say. Is not to dwell on such things. The more you think about it the worse you'll end up feeling."

Eragon only nodded and regained his composure.

"If you're here then where's Saphira"

"She went flying in the spine. She'll be back later. I was wondering if you and Roran need any help."

"Around the farm, No, But I need a part that Horst made. It should be done by now."

"I'll head out now then."

Before Eragon Stepped out of the house

"Eragon."

He turned around to look at Garow.

"Yes?"

"Just remember how much we all love you."

Eragon tried to say something but failed. Instead he only nodded low and slowly. And closed the door and started off for Carvahall.

Saphira

"What could have hurt Eragon so much? What he felt this morning? What dream could put someone in so much pain?"

Saphira thought worried to herself as she flew over the mountain range.

"I care about him, and seeing him like this isn't easy, but everyone is entitled to their secrets. He'll talk when he's ready."

With that, Saphira dove in a cork screw and proceeded into a backwards loop, and started practicing the maneuvers she had trouble with previously.

Carvahall

It was somewhere near mid-day when Eragon got into town. And as always he was delighted to see what everyone was doing. Gertrude, the town healer, was taking down dried herbs for winter. As he walked through town he saw Gedric, and Fisk. Gedric was putting his tanned animal skins out on a line to dry; And Fisk was sitting on a stool in front of his shop, carving elaborate designs into a large pole of cherry wood.

"Like to see another match his skill." Eragon mused to himself.

He spent the next Hour or so walking around talking with people, and observing what people where doing. The last time he was in town was a week before he went hunting in the spine where he found Saphira's egg.

"Such a short time has passed, yet it feels like it's been a hundred years since last I was here." He quietly thought to himself.

After he had his fill of walking around he set of for Horsts work shop. As he walked through the door a bell rang, which alerted Horst that Eragon was there. He looked up from his anvil. Horst was a tall broad shoulders man, whose chest and arms were very dense with muscle from swing his hammer for so many years, his face was muscular, which enhanced the grove on his face, a result of his many years being a black smith and stress that plagued the entire village.

"Ah, hello there Eragon" he greeted in a deep cheery voice.

"Hello Host, my uncle told me that you might have a part finished that he needs?"

"Of course, the hitch is right over there." Pointing at a package wrapped in a rough fabric

"Thank you, now we might be able to use our wagon again."

"Think nothing of it, and have yourself a good day."

"You too." Eragon replied before leaving the shop and letting the black smith return to his work.

The visit to Carvahall did Eragon some good. He had forgotten about his foul dream and started back to his farm adapting a brisk stride to his walk.

Saphira

A little while after mid-day Saphira finished off the last of the young fawn she caught earlier, after hours of arial training.

"I should return back to Eragon now. Maybe he's in a better mood than earlier."

Saphira though to herself be for lunging into the sky and angling towards the farm. After a brief flight she made it to the farm. Landing in front of the house she noticed Garow sitting on the porch watching her. A thought crossed her mind, and she walked up to the older man.

"Garow, I need to talk to you."

"Oh, what about?"

"Eragon" was her only replied

Garow's face hardened. Not in an angry way but more of an understanding.

"Saphira…Eragon will talk to you when he's ready."

Saphira nodded slightly and started to the barn

"Saphira"

She turned to look at him

"Don't dwell on this. But instead remember, that you give him hope, and whether you noticed it or not, Eragon acts differently with you around, he act with a sense of peace and calm I've never seen in him. And that in turn gives me hope." Garow finished in a calm gentle understanding tone.

"Very well." She replied in an equal tone before settling down to wait for Eragon to return.

Eragon

By the time Eragon returned Home he was meted by an affectionate Saphira. Who started nuzzling his side?

"Missed you too." He chuckled

"I know" she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Did go hunting yet?"

"I went earlier today. So I'm fine."

"In that case I'll grab something to eat."

He was about to walk away and stopped

"Saphira….Could I spend the night with you again?"

Already knowing why.

"Of curse"

He smiled and started walking to the house Saphira close to his side. When he got close to the house Saphira said.

"I'll meet you in the barn."

"Alright"

With Saphira returning to the barn Eragon walked inside, and placed the hitch on the table next to his uncle.

"Everything go well?"

"Ya, I walked around for a little while before getting it from horst."

Garow nodded

"I'm going to spend the night with Saphira again."

"Stay safe, and warm." He replied before Eragon got his blanket. And walked out to Saphira.

By the time he left the house and got to the barn the sun had already set, plunging his surrounding in to darkness. After he walked into the barn and latched the doors shut, he realized that he could see anything in front of him.

"Saphira, could you help me out? I can't see anything."

"Alright"

He then heard her walking towards him. He extended his hand and felt her place her neck against his hand, and started to lead him to the alcove where she slept. He settled down next to on the soft Hey bedding. She pulled close to him and he draped the blanket over them before drifting off.

His dreams were random yet again until his dreams shifted. He looked over and saw Saphira Laying there with her broken leg and the burn on her neck. With anger He saw a figure that he missed before. This figure was dressed in a pitch black Clothes, He had blood maroon red hair, his skin was pale and sickly looking, With a Twisted Evil Smile Stretched Across his face with his hand raised toward Saphira. The next thing Eragon Felt Was extreme anger in its purest form, anger that this Creature did this to His Saphira. A Sudden Burst of heat and energy Ripped through his being, similar to the same one he felt before but, on an entirely new scale. He felt his Nails turn into Razor sharp Claws, and he was Overwhelmed with one desire, He lunged At the Figure…

"ERAGON!"

He shot awake with Saphira at his side. His heart was beating so heavily his shirt twitched with each beat. He tried to steady himself when he noticed His Gedwey Ignasia glowing on the ground lifting his hand. The mark was glowing blue. It was so bright it light up half the barn. He noticed Saphira looking at him shocked and Scared. By now his heart was back to normal and his palm started to lessen in intensity.

"Can we talk about it?"

Saphira wimperd with the up most concern.

"in the Morning, I….I need to think." He managed to say

"Go back to sleep." He gently said while rubbing her neck, hopping to ease her concern

After a little while she drifted back off to sleep. Eragon then got up and moved to a corner, to think.

"No way was that a dream." He thought.

"And what happened? What did my body do?"

He continued thinking on these topics until sleep took him yet again.

This chapter took me longer than what I expected. I hope you enjoy reading it.