Disclamer: Don't own Eragon; I write for pleasure only.
Eragon stood, gaping at the now large hole in the side of the mountain. What had he done?
"Let's go." Arya said, walking to the cave.
"But we don't know what's inside!" Eragon protested. The elf turned on her heals to face Eragon,
"And?" She asked. Eragon sighed and followed her into the cave; not knowing what awaited him.
(POV Change: Murtagh)
Immediately the large dragon turned to snap at him. Her fangs stopped about three feet away from his flesh; held back by the chains that held her down. Murtagh held back a moan as he felt the enraged beast enter his mind.
'I will not mate with Thorn, if that is why you are here.' She hissed, anger filling her voice.
'That is not what I have come for.' He replied, keeping his tone as calm as possible.
'What more could you want? You took me away from my rider!'
'I did not want to; and I do not expect you to forgive me, but could you just listen to what I have to say?' The dragoness remained silent for several minutes; leaving Murtagh to wait patiently.
'Proceed.' She said finally.
(POV Change: Eragon)
The darkness was beginning to eat at Eragons soul. He hated the dark. He always had. It kept him from the sun that he so loved. He longed to lay out on a rock and let the sun bathe him in it's rays.
"Eragon do you see that?" Arya whispered from somewhere beside him, snapping him out of his trance. A few feet ahead Eragon saw a light; glowing like the sun.
"Aye, what could it be?"
Already the light had drawn closer; it was only ten feet away now. They drew closer to it, each step echoing through the rock hallway. Arya gasped as they stepped into a small room. The source of the light came from the opposite wall; the edges were leaking a brilliant gold light, bathing the room in it's shine. The rest of the room was blank; the hard gold gray of stone being the only thing left.
Eragon took a few steps towards the light; almost feeling drawn to it. He could feel words rising in his throat as if of their own accord. Unknown to Eragon they slipped passed his lips,
"Hajarta abr brisingr un garjzla."
A loud creaking sound ran through Eragons ears. He flinched to cover his ears as he bent to the ground. Across from him Arya did the same. The light grew steadily brighter, until it was so bright Eragon had to cover his eyes instead of ears. Eventually the creaking faded, until it was no more. The light dimmed enough for Eragon to see. When he looked up a shocking sight laid before him. A huge room lay before them; full of glowing diamonds.
(POV Change: Murtagh)
'And you are saying,' Saphira said, venom dripping from her voice. 'That if I help you, you will bring my rider to me?'
'Aye.' Murtagh replied mentally. He knew she could not resist.
'What would you have me do?'
(POV Change: Eragon)
"Told you Gevonar, all we had to do is wait."
Eragon spun on his heals; startled by the sudden voices. Behind him stood Aelaias and Gevonar, swords drawn, and smiles smeared across their faces.
"Aelaias..?" Arya asked, her hand drifting to the hilt of her weapon.
"Look we found it; the vault of souls!" Eragon exclaimed, pointing behind him. The elf sighed and rolled his eyes before saying,
"I can see that, what do you think I am? Blind? Now step aside so we may collect the Eldurnari."
"Well let us help you." Eragon said, baffled. A crazed laugh slipped past Gevonars lips; the only sound he had made the whole time. Finally he spoke,
"You think you get the hearts of hearts? NO! Move so we do not have to kill you like we are supposed to. We will suffer greatly for not disposing of you...Galbatorix will not be pleased."
"What?" Arya yelled, "You work for that tyrant?"
"Is it not obvious?" Aelaias asked, taking a step forward. Eragon just stood there; shocked into silence. Could it be?
"Why?" He managed to croak.
"Oh Eragon." Gevonar said, walking up to the confused rider. "Poor naive Eragon."
Eragon responded by drawing his sword, holding it in front of him for protection; Arya did the same.
"Oh, so you wish to fight?" Aelaias mocked, "It would not be wise. Just step aside and you wont get hurt." Eragon stood; glaring at the elves. How could they betray their race? All his hatried sprang forth as he stared at them; some kind of invisible force building inside of him, ready to explode. His sword didn't waver; it held it's place, threatening the lives of the pair.
"So be it." Hissed Aelaias.
A/N: Hey guys, what do you think? Wait, what the hell? Are elves working for Galbatorix? Say what? ^.^ Don't you guys just love me and all my cliffies? :D I don't do all that many, but I do write quite a few. (if you read decisions I bet you are dieing right now)
Reply to EminemBitches: Thanks so much :)
Reply to Garber Baby: Yay a new review! :) Hi! Thanks for reading, and I'm glad you like it enough to read and review. :) Keep reading to find out how Murtagh escapes, and how Saphira will be reunited with her rider.
Reply to basketballstar: Lol, yes I am glad too. Thanks for your lovely review! :)
Reply to Restrained . Freedom: Lol yeah that would have been bad for Murtagh xD
Reply to Gigot ugh: Umm..it isn't obvious? She is the last female dragon! Without her there would be no more dragons, EVER! (sorry not trying to be mean)
note: does everyone else besides Gigot ugh get why Galbatorix kept Saphira? Am I not writing well enough to get that point across?
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Reply to mir: (You didn't review this chapter but I am replying to your review on 'Games With Eragon! And friends') I am writing these because the next chapter of Decisions is done. I am waiting to get it back from my beta. :)
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