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The Choice
Arya was pacing back and forth around the camp sight she had made for Saphira, Eragon, and herself deep in the woods so they wouldn't be found by anyone. The sun was just starting to set in the sky casting red, yellow, and purple light in the sky. She kept pacing for she wasn't quiet sure if she should wake Eragon; it had only been a few hours since she had put him to sleep so she was distraught on waking him. She didn't want to see him in pain again; though she new they would have to leave soon because they would have to get back to the Varden before they left for Belatona in case Murtagh and Thorn came. Arya finally stopped pacing and sat down across from Eragon still thinking of what to do, she couldn't ask Saphira because she was out hunting so it was her decision, a few moments past until she finally decided to wake
him. Arya then got up and went to Eragons side and put her hand to his soft cream-colored cheek.
"Vakna"
Arya looked down into Eragons beautiful Chocolate brown eyes. They kept their gaze on each other for a few moments; making Arya's heartbeat go faster, and her breath to quicken a little.
"Eka elrun ono Arya."
Arya said nothing back, she knew what he was thanking her for, she gave him a small nod and a smile. Arya took her hand from his cheek then went and sat down in the same spot she was just in, rapped her arms around her legs and rested her head on her knees. She watched Eragon sit up and just stare at the fire with a blank face, his eyes where empty looking to her and his facial expression was just as empty as his eyes where. They both sat there in silence for a while until Saphira returned from hunting. The beautiful sapphire dragon walked behind Eragon, curled her self around him and rapped her tail around him as well; she laid her head next to his side and turned her large sapphire
eyes to look at him. Arya could tell they where having a private conversation so she looked at the fire instead of them. She jumped a little when Saphira touched her mind.
"Arya, thank you for doing what you did to Eragon, he needed a little bit of
peace." Saphira said to her privately.
"I don't like to see him in pain any more than you do... how is he
doing?"
"He is better, it will take time for him to mentally heal though, he has had too much taken away from him to be completely fine right now."
All three were quiet for a while until Eragon got up and started saddling
Saphira.
"We need to leave soon, I told Nasuada we would be gone for two days. If we fly all night we should make it back to the Varden by midday tomorrow."
Arya nodded and started to pack all their things in Saphira's saddlebags. She looked to Eragon from time to time while she was packing; to her he looked frustrated, his eyebrows where scrunched to together and it looked like he was talking to himself. After a few minutes of watching him do this, she turned to face him.
"What's wrong, you look like your trying to figure something out?"
"I am, I'm have been thinking about what wards I want to put on Brom and Roran's tombs so they wont be harmed by anyone.....Stay here I'll be back in a hour, I know what ones I'll put on them now."
Arya went and sat down by Saphira and watched as Eragon ran off into the woods. After Eragon was gone Arya Looked to the ground and saw a small flower bud next to her; she closed her eyes, and started to sway back and forth, as she put her hand over the bud and started singing to it making it grow. "Eldhrimner O loivissa nuanen, dautr abr deloi/ Eldhrimner nen ono weohnatai medh solus un thringa/ Eldhrimner un fortha onr feon vara/ Wiol allr sjon") Grow O beautiful Loivissa, daughter of the earth/ Grow as you would with sun and rain/Grow and put forth your flower of spring/ For all to see." )
She sang to the flower until it was a foot high and had three other flowers starting to sprout on the stem. She opened her eyes when she was done and looked at the beautiful deep blue lily with light yellow lines coming from its core and a black line around its rims of the petals, she admired its beauty for a while till she was pulled out of her trance by Saphira.
"May I ask you a question Arya?"
"Of coarse Saphira, what would you like to know?"
"Why you weren't happy when Eragon told you he didn't love you anymore?"
Arya's eyes widened and she froze in place after she heard the question Saphira asked. After a moment, she quickly unfroze and turned her head to Saphira with a smile of innocence.
"I think I'll keep that to myself Saphira,"
"Why?"
"Because, I want to…for now."
Saphira looked at her with her giant Sapphire eyes then smiled at Arya.
"Fine Arya, but know this I will get it out of you sooner or later," Said Saphira jokingly.
"I'm sure you will."
Arya looked back down to the flower she had sung, placed her hand over it, and started singing to it again to pass the time. She sung to it until she heard Eragon emerge from the forest, his hands balled into fists and his face was very pale and tear stained.
"Let's go. He said as he quickly walked to Saphira.
Arya looked to the flower as she stood and smiled at the fact that it was now at the three feet long and flowing along the ground. She looked away from the flower and quickly jumped behind Eragon. With that, Saphira got to her feet and took to the sky. They flew through the night and most of the day until they spotted the Varden. Eragon looked to the army from Saphira's back not wanting to land because that meant he would have to start fighting again. Saphira landed to the ground minutes later making the ground shake under her feet. As soon as she folded her wings Eragon noticed Nasuada coming up to them, anger filled in side him as he remembered that she could not trust him and Saphira to go and bury their family without someone to watch them. He immediately jumped down from Saphira and swiftly walked up to Nasuada who was looking at Arya with a look of worry. Her Eyes finally met with Eragon's and the fear she had had now grown for she now noticed how angry he was.
"You couldn't just trust us this one time could you, what am I to much of a child to go and bury my own cousin!"
"You always seem to get in trouble when you go alone somewhere, we can't afford you and Saphira to get hurt or captured."
Eragon moved closer to her, his eyes full of anger, his hands balled into fists, and every muscle in his body tensed.
"We must not be too much of weapons if we can't go anywhere alone! We-."
Arya noticed his anger growing and knew he would do something stupid if he was not stopped; she jumped in between him and Nasuada and put one hand on his chest and lightly pushed him back and put the other hand to his mouth silencing him.
"Calm down Eragon she didn't mean it that way, she's just trying to protect
you."
He removed her hand from his mouth.
"Fine I'll just shut up and take my orders like the weapon I am. When do we leave?" He said coldly stepping away from Arya and unclenching his fists.
"Now, we've just been waiting for you three to come back."
"Fine, let's go Saphira."
"Eragon may I ride with you, I would like to talk to you?"
"Of course, we'll be over head Nasuada." Said Eragon, the last part he coldly though.
Eragon and Arya climbed on Saphira and took off. Eragon looked back at Arya,
still very mad but did not show it to her so he hid it behind a blank face.
"What did you want to talk about?"
"Why do you keep saying you're just a weapon to people?"
"Because that's all we are to people so that's what we think of our selves now."
"No, your not Eragon don't think that way."
"Then what are we Arya?"
"You're our hope.
Eragon was getting into his armor readying for the battle that was to come in a few hours. It only took them three days to march from Merlain to
Betaleona, and where now planning to attack the city. Eragon was just finishing adjusting his armor when a messenger burst through his tent door covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
"Shadeslayer...come quick it's...Murtagh and Thorn."
Eragon rushed past the messenger boy to Saphira who was already armored for battle, she was looking towards the city. He followed Saphira's gaze and saw the large red dragon Thorn sitting on one of the towers in the city with his black armored rider upon his back. Eragon looked back to Saphira who was growling at the sight of the crimson dragon.
"Are you ready friend of my heart?"
"Let us go and rip them apart!"
Eragon jumped on Saphira's back and quickly strapped his legs into the saddle. Saphira unfolded her giant wings and lunched herself into the sky.
Eragon saw Murtagh unsheathe his crimson sword, Zar'roc then look to Thorn who launched himself into the sky a fly towards them with great speed. Both dragons stopped when they where within a few yards of each other, as they hovered over Betaleona both riders could hear deep growls coming from their dragons. Murtagh then pointed his sword to Eragon.
"I will defeat you today brother." Murtagh said with a sure voice
"You won't, you never will!"
Murtagh didn't respond but looked at Thorn. Thorn gave a loud roar and took off towards Saphira; he rammed himself into her side and started biting and clawing at her armor. Murtagh took Zar'roc in both hands and swung it towards Eragon with all his strength but was met by Brisinger with even stronger strength behind it, the blow jarred his arm but he ignored the pain and pushed his sword forward then quickly forced it up slashing through Eragon's armor and cutting him across the chest and arm. Eragon yelped at the sharp pain from his chest, he could feel the warm blood run down his armor and start to fall to the ground. Saphira twisted her body around and craned her neck to face Thorn then bit him on the neck; her teeth ripped through his red armor and sunk into his scaly neck, the large red dragon roared in pain while he started to claw at her; his large white talons digging into her unarmored side. Murtagh and Eragon fought for what seemed like hours putting more gashes and
bruises on both of them, during the fight Eragon had received multiple cuts on the back, chest and legs, and Saphira had some on her legs, belly, and neck.
"Saphira we must get away from them!"
"I can not Eragon he has gotten to fast; every time I try to get away from him he stops me."
Saphira then stopped talking and lunged at Thorn with all her might but he twisted his large red body just in time so she would miss him and went for her wing. He bit down and shook his head as hard as he could breaking the bone and swinging Saphira around breaking what was left of Eragon's leg straps and knocking him out of the saddle.
"Eragon!" Saphira yelled.
Eragon started to fall to the earth very fast keeping his sword in hand. He wasn't sure if he had the strength to stop himself from falling but knew it was the only way to save himself. He was about yell the words to make him stop when he felt himself begin to slow right before he slammed into the ground. After he hit he felt and heard three things in the matter of seconds. First he felt a soft hand on his face and someone call his name, then he felt the earth shake and a dragon roar in pain, Then the hand that was on his face was ripped away and he heard a sword being drawn. He slowly opened his eyes to look at what was happening.
"Get up!" Murtagh yell to him from a distance.
Eragon turned his head to look at Murtagh. He saw Murtagh and suddenly fear griped him, Murtagh was holding Zar'roc to Arya's throat and right
behind him was Thorn holding Saphira by the neck. Eragon got up as fast as he could, ignoring the pain in his whole body, and looked to his brother. He still had Brisinger in hand, brought the sword into a fighting position readied himself to attack.
"Ah brother, put it down or I cut your beloved elf's throat."
"No, Eragon don't!" yelled Arya
"Quiet! Put it down Eragon."
Eragon quickly dropped Brisenger to the ground and stepped away from it.
"Good now you have two choices brother, you can come with us now and we will
let them go, or you don't and we kill your beloved elf and dragon the
choice
is yours."
Eragon looked to Saphira then back to Arya then to the ground knowing what
he had to do.
"Eragon don't do it!" Saphira and Arya both yelled to him
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