Chapter 11 of Annabelle
Gone
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Eragon had fallen asleep in the bed that Horst and Elain had provided him. Annabelle was sleeping in the room right next to Eragon and Garrow was in the room down the hall, Horst and Elain's room was in-between them. Eragon was dreaming of the horrible shape he had found his uncle in. Garrow had scabs all over his skin and burns he looked terrible. No matter how bad it looked Gertrude said he was getting better. It had been a quite night and Eragon had slept well. It was almost too quite. Eragon bolted up in the bed. He didn't hear the normal snores of Horst in the room Eragon stood up, something was wrong. He walked to the door and opened it. He looked out in the hall and saw a light coming from a room two doors down. He walked out into the hall and towards the mysterious light. He looked around the corner into Garrows room. Everyone was in the room teary-eyed and trying not to cry. Eragon look at everyone in the room and finally his eyes looked at Garrow. He looked peaceful, he was dressed in clean clothes, and his hair was combed. He might have been sleeping if it wasn't for the sprig of dried hemlock on his chest and a silver amulet clasped around his neck. Eragon fell to the ground and let the tears fall. Annabelle was beside him hugging him. She was crying too. Eragon wrapped his arms around her and held her close. They both cried. Their uncle and father figure was gone. Elain helped them up and took them back to Eragon's room. They laid on the bed and cried for everything, for themselves for Garrow. It seemed like forever but Eragon finally fell into a restless sleep.
Somewhere in his restless sleep Eragon had decided that the best thing for him to do was to leave. He was going to leave Annabelle sleeping on the bed. Eragon slid his hand out from under Annabelle. He slowly got up and bent over and kissed Annabelle's forehead. A tear fell down his check. He was going to miss her, but he knew that Horst would take care of her and he wasn't going to put her in danger. He walked towards the door, but stopped when Annabelle grumbled something and turned over and went back to sleep. He opened the door and stepped into the hall. It was better this way, no questions, no one would know about Saphira. SAPHIRA! He had been so overwhelmed with grief he had completely forgotten about her. He reached out with his mind trying to touch her. He called to her praying she would answer. Saphira can you hear me? Saphira?
Yes Eragon, I'm here.
Where are you?
Close to the spine.
Ok I'm going to get some supplies so we can leave I'll tell where we can meet later when I know it's safe. Ok
Eragon was out of Horst house. He had heard Elain and Horst arguing about him, he didn't want to hear it. Eragon quickly made his way to the tanning vats. If he was going to ride Saphira again he was going to need a saddle. Eragon had no way of paying for leather he was going to "borrow" it. Eragon as quietly as possible broke into the shop he felt around and grabbed a couple strips of leather and threw them over his shoulder. He left the shop making sure to shut the door carefully. He started to make his way towards some trees. He hid the leather in the branches of a couple trees. Now all he needed was some food. He started towards tavern, but then had a better idea. He turned on his heel and headed straight for Sloan's. Eragon heard something up ahead. He turned and ran through an alley. His legs were killing him as his leg pumped blood through his wounds. Eragon kept going he had finally made it to Sloan's shop. The front door was bolted, so Eragon made his way around to the back. The front may had been bolted shut, but the back was only locked by a thin chain. Eragon broke the chain and stepped into the dimly lit room. Eragon stumbled around blindly and finally his hands landed on some hard meat. He quickly stuffed as much as he could under his shirt. When he had managed to shove about 5 slabs under his shirt he left. He shut the door and started to walk towards where he had hid the leather straps. He heard someone yell his name. He began to run towards his hide-a-hole. He didn't turn around to see who it was, just kept running. He finally made it in-between the trees. He reached up to grab the leather cowhide, but found out that they were missing. No one knew where he had his them he was sure, but yet they were gone. The sun was coming up. He looked around in the dim light searching for any hint of leather.
"Looking for these?" a voice from behind him said. Eragon spun around and saw two outlines. He tried to make them out. There was a short shadow and a tall one. He couldn't tell who they were so he took a step closer.
"How dare you leave me!" this voice sounded higher and hurt. Eragon thought he knew the voice. Then it hit him
"Belle?" Eragon asked. He swear that's who it was, it just had to be her. This made him happy that he would see her, and worried because now she wouldn't rest until she got to come with him.
"Well, duh!" came the same voice, "What did think you were going to do exactly, leave me to live at Horst so you can go be Mr. Hero and go fly around on that damn dragon? I don't think so! Either I'm going with you or you're not leaving."
"Annabelle you do not use that kind of language! I was going to come back for you after I killed those things that killed Garrow…" Eragon was interrupted by the other voice.
"Ra'zac, that's what they are called. That is a big task for one so young. Many have died trying to get their revenge on the Ra'zac. If you are going to kill them you'll have to learn how to wield a sword."
Eragon could now see who they were. One was in fact Bella and the other one was to Eragon's surprise Brom.
"Ah, you were riding your dragon I see, first time?" Eragon shook his head. "Well I wouldn't try it again until you get yourself a saddle made"
"You know I have a dragon?" Eragon asked. He didn't think that Brom had heard Annabelle say anything about the dragon earlier and found it strange"
"Of course I know and for some time now to. I wasn't that hard if anyone in this town had the right knowledge of dragons and any common sense they could put two and two together and figure out a dragon was living somewhere close. I figured out it was you with the dragon when you came to me and asked for names." This all made sense to Eragon, he wasn't exactly careful with Saphira. He then started to wonder why Saphira was not showing up he was sure when he was running he had told Saphira to meet him in the clearing area. The confusion must have showed on his face because Brom asked, "Are you wondering where your dragon is?"
"Yes a little."Eragon answered.
"Well until you and I come to agreement she is not going to come down. What is her name?"
"Saphira"
"Oh," Brom's voice sounded sad but Eragon didn't say anything. "Well I'm coming with you on your crazy adventure to help you. I think we made an agreement I have told Saphira to meet us near your uncles farm"
"Ok Just let me grab…. Anna…. ANNABELLE!" Eragon yelled. Annabelle was gone and Eragon was worried she was there not five minutes ago. "ANNABELLE"
Brom had joined in try to find her, but both had no luck. It seemed only God knew where she was
Ok well this is the longest chapter I have ever wrote so please update to see where Annabelle went. R&R thank you
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