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Chapter 7

Consequence's

Eragon looked at the two people he loved the most in the world facing death
if he didn't make the right choice. Murtagh had Arya standing in front of him
with Zar'roc to her throat and Thorn had Saphira's neck in his mouth ready
to bit down at any moment. A thought then came to Eragon as he looked at
Saphira and hope filled in side of him.

"You won't kill Saphira you need's the last female dragon."

"You are wrong about that brother. The king has no need for her anymore, just
you." Murtagh said in the ancient language so Eragon would know it was the truth.

Eragon's heart sank and all the hope he had drained away from him as he
heard what Murtagh had just said. Eragon looked back to the blood stained
ground again, knowing there was no way to escape this unless he wanted to give
them up. He knew he could not save Saphira with out giving up Arya, and not
save Arya with out giving up Saphira; he was trapped in a corner and there was
only one way to get out and that was to surrender.

"You'll let them both go free unharmed if I go with you?"

"Yes." Murtagh said with a smile on his face

Eragon then looked back to Arya and Saphira, then started to strip his armor
off. Arya and Saphira where screaming inside his head. He closed his eyes and
tried to ignore them as much as possible so he wasn't reminded that he was
giving up his freedom and them both up at the same time.

Eragon don't do this please!"Saphira yelled,

"Please...Eragon don't!" Arya yelled in a voice pleading

He shook his head and just kept stripping his armor off and placing it on the
ground next to him. Murtagh held the struggling Arya tightly to him, enhancing
his strength through the Eldrundi in his saddlebags so he could over power
her strength. He watched his brother strip his armor; he had pity for Eragon
for he was giving up everything just to save the women and dragon he loved.

"You know, I pity you brother. Not over Saphira, I know why your doing this
for her. No, I pity you over Arya here. You love her so much that you would
drop you sword at my command, love her so much that you would give in to
Galbatorix, you love her so much that you would give up your freedom and
possibly your life for her. Yet she does not return that love." Said Murtagh
seeming amused by the way, he was making his brother angry.

Eragon finished taking his armor off, he stood up strait and looked at his
brother with a scowl on his face and balled his fist so tightly that it looked
as if his bones would pop through the skin, his muscles tensed again as he
heard Murtagh talk about his love for Arya. It was hard enough for him to give
in to Murtagh; he didn't need him reminding him that Arya didn't love him back
it only made it worse.

"Stop it! You're getting what you want so stop talking and let them go."

Eragon saw Murtagh and place his hand to the back of Arya's head; he opened
his mouth but paused and looked at Eragon. Eragon quickly realized what Murtagh
was letting him do. He looked at Arya and Saphira one more time with kind eyes
and said to them.

"Now you know how much I really love both of you. Goodbye my love, Goodbye my friend"

Arya and Saphira's blue and emerald eyes widened and they both started
struggling harder against their captures to free them selves but had no
success. Eragon severed the connection between the two of them before either
one could say anything back to him. He nodded to Murtagh and watched as he
whispered "Slytha" putting Arya into a deep sleep; he place her on the
ground, walk up to Saphira and put her in a deep sleep as well.
Eragon noticed Thorn kept Saphira's neck in his mouth until Murtagh walked
up to Eragon bound his hands and give him a drug to take away his magic
connection. Once Murtagh was done with Eragon he looked back at Thorn and
motioned for him to put Saphira down, Thorn nodded and gently placed Saphira
down next to the peaceful looking Arya. Murtagh then took Eragon by the arm
and walked him to Thorn, the large bright-scaled red dragon took one of his
large claws and wrapped it around Eragon's body tightly; Thorn waited for
Murtagh to get on and strap himself into the saddle then opened his wings and
launched himself into the sky.

Arya opened her eyes and saw a ceiling of a tent and felt the soft mattress
of cot under he; She turned her head to the side and saw Nasuada, Blodhgarm,
and Saphira starring her. She looked past them and quickly jumped up when she
saw Brisinger leaning against the wall of the tent then. She looked to the three still starring at her.

"How long has it been?"

"A day." Nasuada answered

"Why have you waited this long to wake me. When they have taken him!"

"We haven't been able to wake you or Brightscales since we found you...The
Red rider put a spell on the two of you that is not known to us.

Arya then looked back to Brisinger and Saphira; her eyes snapped shut and her
breath quickened as flash backs popped into her mind of what happened the
previous day. Tears started to roll down her cheek as she remembered the last
thing Eragon said to her and Saphira. He did still love her and it pained her
to think that he didn't know she loved him back. Arya opened her eyes, and
looked into Saphira's large sapphire eyes and saw the pain in them.

"We must go after them." She said while whipping her tears away.

"I agree...Arya but we have not taken Belatona yet, we can send no one with
you...We can not spare any spell casters for there are too many in the city."

"I don't care I'll go alone."

"You won't be going alone Arya. He is my rider and I won't let that king have him...I will be going with you."

Arya nodded to Saphira, walked to Brisinger and strapped it across her back, then strapped her own sword to her hip, looked back to Saphira and in one
quick movement jumped to her back. They both looked down to Nasuada for a moment.

"Good luck to the both of you." Nasuada said as she looked at them with hopeful eyes.

"Thank you."

With that, Saphira backed out of the tent then took off towards Urubaen.

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It had been many hours since Murtagh and Thorn had taken Eragon. It was the
sun was just starting to go behind the hills giving the land an orange tint.
During the flight, it had gotten so cold that Eragon's whole body had turned
pale white and gone numb which he was glad about because he could no longer
feel the pain from his wounds. Even know he was very cold Eragon tried to
enjoy his last moments of freedom; He closed his eyes and let memories flood
into his mind of the two people he loved in the world, Arya and Saphira filled
his mind giving him a little peace. He kept thinking of them until he felt
Thorn tighten his grip on him and dive towards the ground. The large red
dragon fell to the earth then lifted his wings at the last minute and glided
to the ground leaving the leg Eragon was in up so he would not crush him to
death. They had landed on a grassy hill with a large oak tree at the top of
it. Eragon saw Murtagh jump on Thorn and walk up to the claw he was in; Thorn
gentle lowered Eragon to ground in front of Murtagh then backed away and took
off to the sky again.

"Can you walk brother?"

"N-n-no, I can't f-f-feel anything."

Murtagh gave him a small smile then threw an arm around Eragon's waist and
walked him to the giant tree at the top of the hill. He leaned Eragon against
the trunk of the tree then started to prepare a fire. The smile on his face
was quickly gone and replaced with a frown, his eyebrows scrunched together,
his hands lightly balled up, and he started to curse himself and the
Galbatorix as he remembered what he had done to his brother just hours ago; He
looked back at Eragon who shaking from the cold flight they had just had.

"I'm sorry Eragon."

"F-for w-what?" Eragon said still shaking from the cold and the pain from his wounds.

"For all of this, believe me I didn't want to hurt you or threaten Arya and I
really don't want to take you to that mad man but I must. And I'm truly
sorry for all the things I've done to you, you trusted me and I betrayed
you... I hope you can forgive me, for all of this one day." Murtagh said in
the ancient language.

Murtagh looked at Eragon with soft eyes and a face that was begging for
forgiveness. Eragon looked at him with a blank face trying to decide his
answer, thinking of the times Murtagh had saved or helped him in some way and
how much he thought Murtagh as a friend at one time.

"Murtagh I will but it will take time."

"I understand."

They both sat in silence. Murtagh sitting Indian style with his elbows resting
on his legs and his face in his hands, Eragon had raped his arms around his
legs and rested his head on his knees. Neither one moved a muscle or said a
word until Eragon finally broke the awkward silence.

"I hope Saphira isn't following us." Said Eragon in a worried voice

"Don't worry about that, the spell I put on them made it so they won't wake till tomorrow."

"Thank you"

Murtagh nodded to him then went back to starring at the fire that he had made
for them. Eragon sat there looking at the fire as well remembering what
happened a few hours ago, as he sat there a thought came to him.

"Murtagh why did you let Saphira go and why doesn't Galbatorix need her anymore?"

"Well to answer your first question, the king was stupid enough not to say
Saphira's name when he told me to get you so I was able to let her go. And to
answer you second question, the king has found another egg and it's a female
so he really has no need for Saphira, but he does want her desperately."

Eragon's eyes widened at Murtagh's words and his mouth fell open. Murtagh
smiled at Eragon's face and shook his head.

"Where did he get the egg?"

"I've sworn not to tell anyone that." Said Murtagh with a grave face.

"Well can you tell me what that crazy old man has in store for me?"

"No I can't, he did not tell me."

Eragon was about to ask more but stopped when he heard a loud roar from the
the sky. Both men looked up and saw bright red dot moving towards them.
Murtagh looked away from Thorn and back to Eragon scanning him
up and down.

"I better heal those before we leave, the king won't like that I did but I don't care."

He then moved next to Eragon and started to heal all the wounds. He was done
just as Thorn landed, his bright scales reflected off the setting sun making
even more beautiful. Eragon could feel the pain from his chest and arms go
away and be replaced by a dull ache. He saw Murtagh look to Thorn then nod;
his brother looked back to him with a grave face.

"Well I guess its time to go brother."

They flew all threw the night and got to Uru'baen next day. As they hovered
over the castle where they planed on landing Eragon saw a bawled man with a
short black beard, dressed all in black with a large black sword that had a
onyx embedded on the hilt of it. Eragon knew who the man was even know he had
never seen him before, he knew it was Galbatorix. He closed his eyes and took
a deep breath of air welcoming his fate for there was no way of getting out of
it. The dark king was waiting for them at the dragon keep at the top of the
castle. Galbatorix stood in the doorway of the dragon hold with a smile on
his face that quickly faded.

"Where's the dragon, slave!"

Murtagh quickly jumped off Thorn, bowed to the king and looked at him with
fear knowing he would have to except the consequences of letting Saphira go.

"I had to leave her my lord it was the only way to get Eragon."

Galbatorix looked at Murtagh rage filling in him; He griped the pommel of his
sword almost drawing it, his face went red and the veins in his neck started
to pulsate along with the one on his forehead. Murtagh suddenly screamed in
pain and fell to his knees as the king tore into his mind just to cause
Murtagh pain for not following his orders. Murtagh griped his head as the
pain worsened.

While the king tortured Murtagh, Thorn and Eragon watched with anger filling
inside both of them. Out of the corner of his eye Eragon saw Thorn tense up
and bare his teeth at the king looking like he was going to rip him apart.
Pain and anger filled in Eragon's whole body as he watched his brother being
tortured because of him. All the hatred Eragon ever had for the king came
rushing into him make him start to shake and tense up just like Thorn. After a
few more moments of watching the king torture Murtagh the anger inside Eragon
finally exploded making him take off towards Galbatorix as fast as he could
make his feet go. Galbatorix saw Eragon coming at him; He smiled at this then
raised his hand in Eragon's direction and yelled.

"Thrysta, Shelgr Hjarta!"

A blast of energy hit Eragon; He flew through the air and hit a wall hard a
few yards away from Galbatorix. He fell to the ground after he hit. All wind
knocked out of him; he put one hand to his chest gasping for air, the air
finally filled inside his lungs but when he tried to take a breath, he started
coughing up blood. The king watched Eragon, as he gasped for breath. A smile
came to his face as he lifted his right hand towards Eragon again.

"Risa." The king said with a smile of victory.

Eragon stood up against his will and looked at the king, blood still coming
from his mouth, he didn't understand at first how the king had made him stand
against his will but then the answer hit him like a ton of bricks. He started
to shake and sweat as he realized what had happened and what was going to
happen. Galbatorix first saw wonder in Eragon's eyes but was quickly replaced
by fear.

"Yes, Eragon I have your true name and now your mine...You will swear loyalty
to me and help me and your brother destroy the Varden."

"I'll nev-." Eragon started to say before the king cut him off.

"Hljodhr!"

Eragon quickly stopped what he was saying and became completely silent; a
small tear came to Eragon's eyes as he realized he was doomed to serve the
king and kill his friends. He looked to Murtagh who looked back at him and
mouthed, "I'm sorry." with pity on his face. He then looked back to the king
and prepared to truly give up his freedom.

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Saphira roared in pain as she felt a part of herself die. Arya jumped and covered her ears at the loudness and
sound of the agony in Saphira's roar'; she looked down at Saphira with concern and wonder.

"Saphira what is it."

"I don't know Arya but it feels like apart of me just died...I think its
Eragon... We must get to him."

"Then let us fly with hast."

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