Eragon sat on the ground, mouth agape in shock and horror. Here was his cousin, his best friend and he was shooting at him. For a what ever reason he was he was doing it, Eragon could not fathom or understand. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.

" Raon, what the hell are you doing and why are you shooting at me, and why are elves helping you to do so, Arya!" He said her name threw clenched teeth.

" What, do you seriously think that I or anyone of my people would do this, as so much as to rase arms aginsted, let alone attack a dragon. Why they are here is also something I would like to find out."

After saying, she walked over to one of the elves and looked him over before asking, " What is your name?"

When he didn't respond she asked agin, but silences remained. Calming her self she noticed that he, the elf, didn't even seem to be moving, not even breathing. She steeped back and looked around as did the others. They could see that nun of them were moving, not even a muscle was flenching. They turned there heads slowly toward Draga, who was in human form, standing a ways away. Murtagh asked. " What did you do to them?"

" Ow, them? I froze time for them. Don't worry, there still alive, I simply just ummm..."

" Well, look at it like this. If someone shot an arrow and you used magic to stop it. But when you stopped it it stayed right where it was and didn't move, unless you took it and moved it from its place. It would still be frozen in time so if you let go of it, it would just flot there in midair, you see."

" I think so." Eragon said rubbing his head trying to grasp what he had just herd. After a moment he stopped thinking about it and asked, " Can you unfreeze them, we need to talk to them."

" As you wish, but I think I'll be in dragon form for this. I don't want them to get hert." And so he sifted back and unfroze them.

They slowly stated to move but soon, as if waking from a nightmare, they all jumped with a start, all of them yelling, still locked in the trance of battle. They stumbled around, blinking rapidly, darting there heads from side to side, trying to figure out what had happened. Looking back toward the front of there group they saw the three riders and there dragons, and the one massive dragon that they had shot at. Raon, with out thinking yelled out, " FIRE", his men did so also with out thinking and losed there arrows at the dragon.

" Bad move." he said in there minds and after wards greped all the men's and the few elf's minds in a tight bined, while pushing them down to the ground with his magic. The arrows simply bounced off his scales.

" What did you do that for?" Eragon asked

" They shot at me. Tell them to swear in the ancient language that they won't do it agin!"

" Ok, but let there minds go."

Draga released there minds but not there body's. Eragon walked over to Raon and kneeled down infront of him and said, " Raon, you and your men have to stop shooting at Draga or he mite kill you, Ok, you have to swear it."

" Ok, cousin, for you and Saphira, I swear." He said in the language of the elves, after which, Draga released him and his men. " What did you say it's name was?"

" His name is Draga, he's a comet dragon."

" A what... Eragon?"

" Insted of going threw the turmoil of having to explain this to them alow me to..."

Draga opened his mind and filled Raons mind with what there plan was and who and what Draga was. After he was given a moment to knowa on this info before saying, " If that is the only way then I will not argue, besides, how many people can say they have a dragon for a cousin. And even if I did I'm afraid Saphira mite eat me." he said with a slite laugh.

" I wouldn't eat you, I mite mame or suverly burn you but not eat. Humans are to chewy."

They all laughed aloud at this even the elves.

" That wasn't a joke!"

They stopped laughing and casted worried and strange glances at the dragoness wondering if she ment it and she did. She affirmed her statement by slamming her tale on the ground causing the men to jump a little while the elves and rides remaned calm and placid. Thorn and Firnen seemed to chuckle inside there minds. Draga just sat there and stared at the group. He jerked his head up and turned it a little to the left and smirked. Then glancing back down at them he said, " Uh, Raon your wife is getting worried and I don't think you would want to do that now would you."

" She worried about me we've only been gone for... Hay, how do you know about my wife . She's in Carvehall keep..."

" I know where she is, and since my original plan didn't quite work out I think it would be best if we went there now, do you agree."

They all nodded there heads but one of the men asked, " How are we going to get back?"

" Would you all like to go on foot, fly, or magic?" Draga asked

Surprisingly all the men said fly but it wasn't a total shock to them. After all who didn't want to fly.

" Allright then! Climb aboard!" Draga said. All the men clambered on to his back. The elves ran and lepted on to his back while the riders got them selves back into there salads and took off knowing that the great dragon needed some room for take off. With a mighty leap and snapping out his wings Draga began to flap at a steady bet to keep himself aloft. The riders noticed that his movements did not slow, as if the extra whight made no difference in his flight patern.

" He really is amazingly powerful. No other dragon could mach him in battle." Saphira said in Eragons mind and he agreed. Not even the kings magic at its fullest could do little aginst him. After a moment Eragon turned around in his saddle to talk to Raon who had chousen to ride on Saphira and not Draga for he still didn't trust the dragon. Eragon asked, " Why in the blue blazes were you shooting at us and how did you get elves to help you?"

" Well when I heard that you had gone missing I gathered as many men that would help to look for you. And the elves they only agreed to help if we found Arya since there magic didn't work. But after what Draga told us it made since. I think it hert the elves pride knowing that there is a creature, a dragon no less, that is basicly emun to there magic and is far more powerful and older than them."

" Yah, but maybe it's better that the elves be humbled and try to learn from him insted of fighting him, which is a fight that we would most sertenly lose." said Arya. The sudden inberst of her into there minds made them wondered how much she had heard. Had she been listening the whole time.

" Uhhh... How long have you been ezadroping on us Arya?"

" She been "ezadroping" on you two for most of the conversation little one."

" Saphira!"

" What? Did you think that you, now, could keep me out of your thoughts Eragon?"

She began to descend but Eragon cryed out " Saphira!"

She shook her head, as if coming out of a daze, and snorted in confusion.

" What?"

" What was with you?"

" I don't know. I've never felt like that before."

Eragon heard a strange sound behind him and Saphira. He turned himself around to see what it was. What he saw he didn't quite get. All he saw was Thorn flying awkwardly and Murtagh trying to keep him steady and he noticed that Firnen was doing the same. Draga craned his head back, hering the commotion, to see what was wrong. When he saw the two male dragons his eyes widen and he let out a shy like growl in obverse worry. He glanced down at his riders and he telaported them off his back. He turned around quickly, for a dragon his size, and flew between Saphira and the other two.

" Saphira get out of here! Get to Carvehall now!" Draga told her and they all wanted to know why but she obeyed him and bolted toward Carvehall as fast as she could go. The last thing any of them heard was the sound of Draga roaring and after that only the sound of Saphira's wing bet.

They arrived at the newly belt village only an hour after they had left Draga with the others and they were starting to worry but as they landed they saw a strange site. Arya and Murtagh walking tword them with a very distort woman fallowing close behind. Eragon didn't even need a second glanc to know that it was Raons wife and she didn't look to happy.

" Where the hell have you been Raon! I've been worryed sick thinking about what mite be happening to you and..."

She didn't have time to finish nagging on Raon because while she had been scolding him he had hoped down from Saphira, ran to her and hugged her tightly and kissed her.

" I missed you to my dear. How is our baby doing?"

" She's doing just fine but I'm not. What happened out there? We heard a loud roar earlier and..."

Raon agin stopped her from speaking. She was sort of breath and Eragon though she mite faint.

" It nothing, he's just a new friend of Eragons. And he going to do something amzing for all the riders and dragons you wouldn't believe me."

" What is it?"

" I'll tell you later. Right now I think our guest could use something to eat."

" You can count me in on that!" Saphira said. Eragon nodded in agreement.

" Alright then. I will have some deer and cow meat brought to you as well as some water or mead if you'd prefer, Saphira." She growled at him lightly but glancing at Eragon a sly look came into her eyes and she said

" Sure, why not? Right, little one." She said in almost a lustful maner but she shook her head to clear it and laded down next to where Eragon stood huming sltly.

" How did you two get here before we did?" Eragon asked Arya and Murtagh as they interred the castle.

" When you left Draga teluaported us here leveling just him and our dragons. They were acting pretty weird. I've never seen Thorn act like that."

" And I've never seen Firnen act that strangely ether. I wonder whats wrong with them?

Jumping back.

The two males roared, angry that this male was in there way of getting a female. Thron and Firnen didn't know why they were acting this way but Draga new all to well the signs of a female coming into heat and and the way it would affect male dragons. He had to snap them out of it quick. Diving down at them he grabbed them out the air and flew to the ground. Landed, pinned them down, and roared loud enuf to snap them out of the trance. After wards they fell asleep, exhausted from the orrdel.

" The'll proble be hungery when they wake up." Draga said mentally to himself. He had always spoken to himself for as long as he could remember. It help him to clear his head.

" I didn't think it would happen so soon. I though I had more time."

He told himself this as he walked into the woods. He sherched with his mind till he found five deer, killed them with his magic, and brough them back to the small clearing where he had the two male dragons. As he set the deer down a strong wind came from the east. A strange sint was riding it and he shook his head.

" Who the hell is that?"

He asked himself. It was the sint of a dragon, a comet dragon. The smell told him that it was a female but who he didn't know. It actually smelt somewhat fumiluer. He turned his head eastward and tried to fell for a mined but it was too faraway to pick up on.

" Who ever it is, they don't seem very friendly. I really don't like this."

Far on the eastern border of Aligasia.

" Hmmm, well looks like he knows I'm here now, but he'll never able to stop me from getting revenge. He truly deserves it after what he did to my brother, Morrcok, I do this for you!"

And with that said Lada lepted into the sky's leavening the ruined village to burn.