Rider's Wrath

When Eragon woke the next morning he was sitting up against the side of the barn. At first he was confused, but then he remembered last night's dream, if it could be called that. He shifted his weight and found that Saphira had moved to his side and placed her head over his lap. There was something profoundly peaceful at watching her sleep. Eragon felt a tear form, but he quickly brushes it away. He sat there for a little while, just watching her. Slowly he began to relax and his muscles untightened. He slowly started to rub her neck, until she stirred.

"What is it?" she asked wearily

"We need to talk."

Saphira slowly raised her head and looked at him with genuine concern.

"About last night?"

He lowered his head

"Yes"

Saphira shifted so she was in a more comfortable position. She merely watched him and waited for him to begin.

"Las night wasn't the first time I had the dream. I had the same dream the night previously."

"What do you mean?"

"Here let me show you."

He then showed her his dreams. Looking around at the figures, to the injured dragon, the creature with his hand raised, to the sudden burst of energy that cursed through his veins then the near instant speed he moved with, then he was finished.
"That's when I woke up" he managed to choke out.

Saphira only looked at him with one sapphire eye.

"The strangest thing was….was when I felt that sudden burst of energy run through my veins, and I woke up was when my hand glowed with the blue light. I never felt anything so immensely powerful."

"Try not to think about this too much. Remember, I'll always be here for you."

"Thank you Saphira."

He said while placing his for head to her snout.

The next couple weeks went by uneventful. By the end of the third week Saphira has tripled on size. From no bigger than a horse, now a mighty force to be reckoned with, although just not yet big enough to ride. By the end of the fourth week she was now too large to fit in the barn.

"Why don't you find a cave along the mountain side?"

"I haven't found any that's close by I don't want to travel too far."

"What? Afraid of leaving home?" Eragon replied in a joking tone.

Saphira only blinked at him.

"I know, I don't want you to go either. But unless you enjoy sleeping out-side this far into autumn, you should find a cave."

"Alright, I guess you're right."

Suddenly Saphira got an idea.

"Eragon, you could even join me if you wished. Just for a few nights."

Eragon had to admit he licked the idea. Ever since he had that…Dream? Truthfully he still had no idea what it was. Any way since that night he's slept with Saphira every night since. He loves the feeling of serenity that lows through him whenever she's with him.

"I'd like that. But first I need to talk to brom."

Almost as if on que brom appeared from the forest carrying a bundle of leather. Eragon saw he had rock hard complication.

"Eragon we have a problem." Brom said with no emotion.

Eragons heart sank. Not knowing what to expect.

"What do you mean?" he nervously asked

"Soldiers. Emperial soldiers are in the village asking about a blue stone."
Eragons heart skipped a beat. Then turned and looked at Saphira

"Find any hidden caves while you were out flying?"

"I found a few. None of them would be a good hiding place."

Brom interrupted.

"I know of one. It's far enough away from the village that no one would find you."

"Where is it?"

"Fly to the East to the water fall, from there fly east until you reach a gully. In the gully high up on the side of the cliffs there's a cave its decent size, and the way the rocks are formed it can't be seen from the ground."

Eragon nodded

"I need to pack up some supplies, and then we can be off."

Eragon ran inside, grabbed his pack and started shoving in whatever he could food clothes, etc. In his extreme haste he didn't see his uncle at the table.

"Eragon! What is it? What's happening?"

Hi uncle asked worriedly

"Soldiers. Soldiers are in town asking about Saphira's egg."

Garow looked pale

"Saphira and I are going into hiding. There's a cave that's hidden, we're going there to stay low for a while."

"Stay safe Eragon. And good luck."

"Thank you uncle."

When Eragon packed all he could, he turned to his uncle and wrapped him in a fierce embrace.

"Stay safe uncle."

"You too, Eragon."

Eragon quickly ended the embrace and headed out side. When he got outside he saw brom fashioning something to Saphira's back.

"What's that?"

Eragon asked motioning to the saddle on Saphira's back.

"It's a saddle. Unless you have protection Saphira's scales would rip the skin and flesh off your legs."

Eragon shudder at the thought.

"I'll meet you at the cave latter on tonight."

"Why?"

"Even though it can't be seen from the ground doesn't mean there is now ways to find it. And I can help in that regard."

Brom gave one final tug on the straps.

"There, all good." Brom then looked up at Saphira.

"With your permeation I'll show you where it is."

Saphira nodded and opened her mind to his. Eragon felt the memories pass to her.

"You two need to go now."

Brom said pushing Eragon to Saphira. He quickly pulled himself up on to her back.

"Thank you brom. See you toni…..."

Eragon was cut short when he was blasted with wind from Saphira leaping into the sky. Eragon yelled in surprise, but eased in to the sensation of flying. He slowly looked across land scape from Saphira's back. Eragon was taken aback by the sight. Trees sped by under them, the wind blowing through his hair, and the speed with which Saphira flew. Eragon Found himself laughing.

"Having fun Eragon." It wasn't a question.

Eragon grinned

"Show me what you got"

Immediately Saphira shot strait up and changed into a back ward loop, then using the momentum from the loop the shootout at bone break speed and sloped up to slow down to a manageable speed.

"That…that…that."

Giving up on trying to explain. He poured all his emotions in to Saphira. She only laughed. If you liked that then you'll love this. Saphira began to corkscrew followed by a series of complex maneuvers. They continued for another few hours. Eragon didn't expect he would enjoy flying that much. He felt Saphira's pleasure at how happy he was.

"I'm glad that enjoy flying with me this much."

"So am I. I would never have expected it would be this much fun."

"We should head to the cave its getting late and Brom might be there."

"I guess your right. We probably should."

As Saphira pointed in the direction brom showed her, Eragon began to feel closer than he ever has before. It wasn't one of romance or intimacy but one of closeness. The feeling was hard to describe but the only way he could describe it was the feeling of being complete. Like an empty space that had existed his entire life has been filled. Eragon hugged her neck and savored the new found feeling until they reached the cave.

When Saphira approached the cave she and Eragon noticed a small fire glowing with in. when they landed brom was already waiting for them with a pot of soup cooking.

"Enjoy your flight?"

""Words cannot describe what I feel."

"That is good. That will help you in the fu…" Brom trailed of when he noticed Eragons hand.

Pointing at his hand and said with concern.

"What's with your hand?"

Eragon looked down, and saw it was glowing again with the same Blue light as last time, but this glowing wasn't nearly as bright.

"I don't Know, this is the fifth time this has happened."

"It's happened before?"

"Yes, the first time was when I got home after finding Saphira in the spine."

Eragon recalled the other times to Brom. The last incident peaked Brom's interest, especially when Eragon told him about the color and light at which it shown with.

"These dreams, Could you tell them to me."

Eragon shook his head.

"It hurts too much to talk about them. But I'll recall them for you."

"Very well." Brom's curiosity only grew stronger when Eragon said that.

Eragon recalled the dreams for brom. When he was finished Brom looked amazed, concerned, curious, and mystified all at once. Finaly he spoke.

"And every time you hand glows you're with Saphira?"

Eragon hadn't thought about that.

"Yes. What does this mean?" He asked with a hint of concern.

"For now nothing. If this happens again tell me."

Eragon nodded, and went to sit next him by the fire. Saphira curled up to the side of Eragon. Eragon and Brom talked for a little while longer, until Eragon too tired to talk any longer.

"I'm going to sleep."

"Night."

Eragon nodded and went to lay down with Saphira. He was soon asleep.

That night Eragon's dreams were random and ever passing. He felt a ting of unease knowing what might happen. Soon enough, He found himself staring at the deathly creature again. He felt the sudden burst of power, and watched as his fingers and finger nails turned into claws. He released a bone shattering bellow, causing the devilish creatures surrounding him flinch in terror; even the creature in front of him looked taken aback by the bellow. He quickly rose to his feet and sprang at the creature in front of him. Eragon covered the distance with a speed even the elves couldn't imagine to match. He quickly began to attack the creature with his double bladed sword one side was red which he saw earlier and the other side was a deep blue. He attacked with such force the creature shrieked with surprise. An instant later he severed the creatures left and right arm with one move. It bellowed in pain, but before it could do any more Eragon plunged his hand into its chest and ripped out its heart. Slowly he rose to pulsing heart the creatures face, using all five of his claws impaling the heart. It shriveled up and turned to dust as the creature did the same letting out mind numbing shrieks of pain, with one final shriek it exploded in a cloud of dust. Eragon without a second hesitation sprinted over to Saphira. She opened one of her eyes.

"You did it." She was barely able to say, before closing her eye again.

Eragon could feel her slowly losing her grip on the world. Eragon didn't know what to do, he slowly panicked. He felt power develop within him, rapidly gaining strength, a rising in intensity. A single word came popped into his head. Raising both his hands to Saphira a screamed, Weis…Heil. Instantly Saphira's entire body was bathed in a rich sapphire blue light which glowed with the intensity of a sun. When the light faded to show Saphira whole and complete once again his heart sank. He didn't feel her mind no trace of it at all. He bellowed so loud that the battle that was raging outside stopped and turned to look in the direction of the sound. Eragon looked at the figures surrounding him. He screamed

"Freohr!"

All their heads exploded with a sickening pop. After that, Eragon blanked and entered in to blood thirsty frenzy. When his vision returned, he saw that he was surrounded by more than a hundred plus enemies, and the terrified faces of what he assumed was his side. Releasing one final bellow of pure agony he fell unconscious.

Eragon woke screaming at the top of his lungs and collapsed rocking back and forth, crying uncontrollably. Saphira and brom both shot up thinking they were under attack. Only when Saphira felt the sheer amount of pain, and fear coming off of Eragon did she know something happened.

"BROM!" She exclaimed

He quickly saw Eragon and ran over to him.

"ERAGON!? ERAGON, snap out of it."

Brom tried to talk to Eragon, but he only kept crying and rocking. Saphira then pushed Brom out of the way and curled herself around him, in a form of an embrace and began to send him comforting thought and feelings. Slowly he began to calmed down.

"What happened?"

Eragon looked at Brom. He could see the pain and fear in his eyes, Brom shuddered under his gaze. Never had he seen a gaze filled with so much sorrow in his life.

"The….I….Again." Eragon stopped and took several long deep breaths.

"I had the dream again."

Brom looked at him with concern.

"Could you tell me about it? I know it's difficult, but let me help."

Eragon didn't want to. But he concluded that maybe Brom would know what this is.

"T….Talking's too difficult. I'll show you."

Without a second though he showed Brom everything he experienced. Brom looked at him solemnly when he finished.

"What was that? No dream should ever feel so real." His voice nearly broke at the end with fresh tears in his eyes. He started rocking back and forth against Saphira.

Saphira raised her head from next to Eragon and looked at Brom, he returned her gaze, before he started.

"Right now you're too upset for me to explain everything. But I will tell you this. What you experienced is only rumored to exist. No one has actually documented an encounter."

Eragon looked up at him confused

"What do you mean rumored?" Eragon was starting to calm down now.

"It's rumored, but never proven, that when a riders bond with their dragon is so great the rider gains all the power, speed, and strength of the dragons when their dragon is in mortal danger. When this happens it's called The Rider's Wrath. This is what you experienced."

Eragon only looked at him dumbfounded.

"I….I...I'm weak to talk."

Over taken with exhaustion he fell into a deep sleep.

"Is he going to be alright?" Saphira asked, concern evident in her voice

Brom looked at Saphira

"In time. Right now he needs rest more than any thing. He also needs you now more than ever. The emotions he experienced during his premonition where so great in nearly broke him."

Saphira nodded and pulled Eragon closer against her wrapping her tail around him and placing her head next to his. Brom on the other hand was deep in thought. He couldn't believe the weapon Eragon used in the dream, half red, half blue.

"It couldn't be? Could It?"

With that thought in his head he drifted off to his dreams.