Disclamer: Don't own Eragon.

Murtagh took a deep breath as he unrolled the scroll. Dust tickled his nose it was so old.

"Are you read?"

'yes.' Saphira replied.

'Are you ready, Thorn.'

'I am.' Thorn replied.

"Kostor meinn, kostro, meinn. Kostor meinn nrfnia, sjalfroidr mira auis vanedr. Kostor meinn sannir. Sjalfroidr seinae haldai firam, Kostor meinn nefnia." Murtagh began to chant, the words falling easily off his lips."Kostor meinn, kostro, meinn. Kostor meinn nrfnia, sjalfroidr mira auis vanedr. Kostor meinn sannir. Sjalfroidr seinae haldai firam, Kostor meinn nefnia." Murtagh flinched as horns began to sound, he could hear foot steps coming closer. "Kostor meinn, kostro, meinn. Kostor meinn nrfnia, sjalfroidr mira auis vanedr. Kostor meinn sannir. Sjalfroidr seinae haldai firam, Kostor meinn nefnia. Kostor meinn sali, bria mingie sjailfuili."

People were banning on the door now; the wood was beginning to split. Murtagh stood there, shocked. He couldn't feel the king anymore. He could do whatever he wanted.

'Now is not the time Murtagh!' Thorn snapped. Murtagh shook his head as he ran, well tried to, he wobbled slightly from loss of energy, to the large window. With a bend of his knees he jumped. Weightless ness over took him as he fell, coming to a stop as he landed in Thorns saddle. The second he was in place Thorn started flapping; taking them away from Uru'bean.

'Do not forget, bring my rider to me!' Saphira yelled mentally.

'I will not forget. Eka haita.' Murtagh replied. He could hear the shouts of confused soldiers below him. He looked down as the archers poured out of the castle; framing the gates that surrounded.

"Leta du Bullts!" Murtagh shouted. The loss of energy was almost to great; causing the rider to slump forward in the saddle.

'Hang on Murtagh. We just have to get far enough away, then we can rest.' Thorn said, pouring energy into his rider. Murtaghs vision remained blurred as the ground flew passed underneath them. Leagues flew away as Thorn pounded his wings as hard as he could. Murtagh fought the darkness; but he was fighting a loosing battle. Eventually the darkness took over, filling his vision with black.

(POV Change: Eragon)

Eragon sighed as he paced back and fourth. The boat ride home was going to be a long one; and possibly bumpy. Since Aelaias, the captain, had been killed and Gevor, the first mate, had run away they had to settle on the third choice for steering the boat. The person that now directed their course was an elf named Althiana. She was doing a fine job, only Eragon worried they were not taking the quickest route home. Kuthains words bounced around in his head as he walked around his small room.

The dragons had created some kind of bond with him so he would be able to use their energy from long distances. Even then he could hear the pounding in the back of his head; one of the constant reminders of the Elendarì. Hopelessness poured over Eragon as he sat down in his chair.

How am I going to do this? He thought to himself. Even with the Elendarì I may not have the strength to kill the tyrant. Especially without...Saphira... Eragon swallowed, with difficulty, as a lump grew in his throat. He just had to do it again. Every time he thought of Saphira tears were brought to his eyes. He leaned back his head with a groan, trying to clear his head.

Maybe if I meditate... He thought. Eragon slowly closed his eyes, apprehensive of what would happen. The second his eyes were closed he could feel himself slipping into sleep. Desperately he fought it, trying to pry open his eyes. He fought in vain; eventually the cold hands of sleep grabbed a hold of him.

Eragon slowly raised himself to his feet, blinking his eyes. His vision was blurry; as a result he was only able to make out the shapes of things.

"Where am I?" Eragon wondered out loud

"Servelia."

Eragon spun on his heals, startled by the sudden voice. Behind him stood a girl; the same girl that haunted his dreams. Her body was blurry, like everything else but her face, her face Eragon could see clearly. She had a sad smile on her lips, her eyes glistening in pain. She had several cuts and bruises on her face, including one large one that ran from her temple to chin, which was still beading. Her most noticeable features were her eyes, her piercing blue eyes. They bore through Eragon, like she could read his every thought.

"Excuse me?" Eragon asked, bewildered by her presence.

"You are in Servelia, the land of dreams."

"Wh..who are you?"

"My name is Saphir."

"My name is-"

"Eragon. I know." She said, taking a few steps towards him. Eragon tried to walk away, but he was frozen in place, held their by her eyes. They reminder him of something... The girl stopped when her toes were touching his, they were only inches apart. A quivering hand reached up and traced Eragons face. Her touch made Eragon shiver. Her fingers ran from his pointy ear to lips.

"Eragon," She said, smiling a little, "Don't you know who I am? I am -"

"Damn it Eragon why won't you wake up?" Arya screamed, shaking Eragon shoulders. Eragon winced as his head hit something hard several times.

"Eragon wake up!" Arya yelled. Eragon tried to open his eyes, but could not. He poured all his energy on the task, focusing only on that. Eventually, his eyelids cracked open. His room was a mess; the char and desk were knocked over. Arya was sitting besides him, curled into a ball.

"What happened?" Eragon croaked. The elf immediately let go of her face to look at him. She looked worried, and sad. How long had he been asleep?

"Eragon..?" She whispered, as if she only half believed it.

"What happened?" He asked again.

"I don't know. When I came to check on you, you were thrashing around on the floor."

"I had another dream."

"About the girl?"

"Aye, only this time she spoke to me." Eragon said, his voice shaking slightly. Arya placed her slim hand on his, filling his cold fingers with warmth. He looked up at the elf, surprised by what he saw. She had a small, comforting smile on her lips. Her eyes shone brighter than usual, and they held nothing back. All her emotion shone brightly in her eyes. She looked worried and afraid. She was genuinely concerned for the rider. The elf also looked like she was holding something back, like she was trying not to do or say something. She quickly looked away when she noticed his gaze.

"What did she say?" Arya whispered.

"She knew my name...I know not who she was, but she knew me. She was about to tell me who she was but I woke up..her face Arya. It was all scratched up, like someone had beat her. I don't know why but whenever I see her I am filled with rage, like I want to hurt the person who inflicted pain upon her...am I going crazy?"

"Never crazy." Arya said, shaking her head, "You were not crazy when you were a foolish farm boy, you are not crazy now as a man. Get some sleep Eragon, we start our trip back to the Varden tomorrow." She stood, patted Eragons shoulder, and walked silently out of the room. Eragon slowly climbed into his bed, pondering her words.

A/N: Okay, I have quite a bit to say about this chapter so please bear with me as I say it.

1st of all if you are wondering what Murtagh said in his little chant thing I am going to have translations below.

2nd I made up all the chant myself, except for a few words. After doing about an hour of research I discovered Paolini made up the ancient language from Old Norse, German, Old English, and Russian. After more research, I had the rough draft of the 'change true name spell' I then went through and changed a few things, making them my own and not directly from any specific language. After completing the process, I had a chant in the ancient language! :) I am very proud of myself for doing that and I think it turned out okay.

3rd I really hope you like it because counting my research this is over three hours of my life you get to read and enjoy! :)

Reply to basketballstar: lol I like 'great job!' it makes me feel good so say it as many times as you want!

Reply to Riptide: Thank you!

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Reply to Restrained . Freedom: Thank you! :) I racked my brain for a way for them to free Saphira at the same time but this is what I came up with. Truth be told I am not 100% happy with it and I don't think everyone else will be either. But, I am going to make up for it later..I hope...:)

Reply to EminemBitches: The chaps keep getting better? Yay, thanks! :)

Reply to ScienceWolf: Thank you for saying that! :) I am planing to continue until the end so, unless something comes up, you should see another chapter at least once a week ;)

Translations:

Release spell: Change my, change my, change my name. Release me from evil, change my true name. Release his hold, change my true name. Change my, change my, change my name. Release me from evil, change my true name. Release his hold, change my true name. Change my, change my, change my name. Release me from evil, change my true name. Release his hold, change my true name. Change my soul, let me be free.

Eka heita: I promise.

Leta du Bullts: Stop the bullets!

Saphir (the name of the girl in Eragon's dream: Sapphire.