After DaAlCh's head had stopped ringing from Invaderm's punch, he looked up. The ten fans were still there, eagerly awaiting more chapters from him. He spoke, "Alright, I've just written two chapters for you now, is that enough? Will you let me leave?"
The Sue Slayer looked down on DaAlCh with contempt. "No, if we let you leave now, you will claim we were all fools to let you leave your bonds, then you will snap your fingers, steal the computer, snap your fingers again and make the building collapse upon our heads, and teleport out of here. We can not afford that."
Under his breath, DaAlCh murmured, "Dang it." He thought for a moment, then a thought came to him, a great one.
"Alsdssg," He spoke in a clear voice, "I'm glad you're happy that you are happy that you are president of A.F.W.W.T.D.F.N.U.S., the reason you are president of A.F.W.W.T.D.F.N.U.S. is that you are my first reviewer, so I had to give you a position of importance for that. I'm glad you are thankful that I finally updated, which seems to be a rare occurrence these days.
"Azulcat," He looked toward Azulcat, "I'm glad you liked all of the jokes in the chapters. I know you are also in shock because I actually updated. You two seem to be my most loyal fans, and because you have been such a loyal reviewer, I'll make you vice president. How's that?"
Azulcat claps her hands together, "You're forgiven! What exactly does the Vice President do in a club like this?"
Alsdssg shrugs her shoulders and says, "Well because this club is about killing DaAlCh…"
Azulcat frowns, "But we can't kill him NOW, he's just started to update again! And besides… this is DaAlCh's past! We can't kill his past, we'd have to kill his present!"
"True."
DaAlCh watched this conversation warily, it is really weird when you look at two people planning at killing your future self. It is even weirder when you are tied up to a pole, unable to do anything. But then, he was use to it, DaAlCh thought back to all of his times in the garage with the rats, how he had been nearly starved to death by- (NOTE: This never actually happened, in case you were wondering.)
His repertoire was shattered when Alsdssg cleared her throat. "Alright, Azulcat and I have decided to disband the organization named A.F.W.W.T.D.F.N.U.S. because we don't need to kill you anymore. Alright?"
"Just as I was made V.P…." Azulcat murmured.
"Can I continue my fan-addressing time?" DaAlCh said.
Alsdssg gave him the go-ahead and DaAlCh continued, "To the other five reviewers… I'm not sure if you are the same group of people…. But I do my anonymous reviews in the same paragraph…. But here It goes."
Azulcat leaned toward Alsdssg, "Who's he talking to?"
Indeed, it did look as though DaAlCh was talking to the air, but in reality he was talking the five anonymous reviewers who posted some interesting reviews on this story and other stories by DaAlCh, more notably The DaAlCh Show and Green Dragon Eggs and Ham.
"I wanted to thank you for all of your wonderful reviews and I am very glad that I have gathered a massive fan base from the looks of all of your reviews just by updating. Thank you so much for joining the story. I hope you read along with everyone else until the end of the story." He turned to look at the former president and vice president of A.F.W.W.T.D.F.N.U.S., "Can you release me now?"
"Well he did thank us…"
"And he did make me vice president…"
The Sue Slayer jumped between Alsdssg, Azulcat and DaAlCh, "NO! DON'T YOU SEE?!!!! IT'S A TRICK A HORRIBLE TRICK!!!!
"Invaderm," Commanded Alsdssg, "Release the prisoner,"
Wordlessly Invaderm put Bob the computer on the ground, then slowly began to undo the ropes binding DaAlCh to the pole, always keeping an eye on the soon-to-be-free prisoner. The moment Invaderm undid the ropes binding DaAlCh's hands, DaAlCh jumped up to his full height, and laughed.
"FOOLS!" He exclaimed, "IT WAS VERY FOOLISH TO RELEASE ME NOW!"
"TIE HIM BACK UP!!! TIE HIM BACK UP!!!" Screamed Azulcat just as the Sue Slayer moaned, "What did I tell them…"
"YES, FOOLISH TO RELEASE ME NOW! AT THE BEGINNING OF THE END!!!!"
Invaderm and Galbatorix 123 rushed up to bind him again, but DaAlCh created some kind of cool force-field thing and pushed the two of them back.
"I AM NOW OFF TO JOIN THE STORY I CREATED, AND YOU SHALL NOT STOP ME!!!" DaAlCh laughed and snapped his fingers, Bob the computer zoomed toward him and landed in his hands. Azulcat and Alsdssg looked at DaAlCh with horror. "THERE IS NO STOPPING MY SUE AND I NOW!!!" DaAlCh snapped his fingers again, and true to the Sue Slayer's words, the building that was Bob's home for so long, the birthplace of Khrystalle the Sue, and the end of Igor the henchman, collapsed.
"Auugghhhh!!!" Screamed the fans as the floor beneath them gave way. DaAlCh grinned like a madman and disappeared, joining his story, that was now just entering….
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Chapter Eleven of MarySue: A Comedy
THE BEGINNING OF THE END
PART ONE
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Note: The reason why this is chapter eleven AND the last chapter is chapter eleven is because I was counting the prologue. I am not counting the prologue from now on. I have outlined what will happen in the remaining part of the story. The entire thing will be 19 chapters plus a prologue and an epilogue.
Note #2: I am trying to make sure this story will hit the 60,000 word mark, so expect longer chapters from now on. If I am successful, I will be the author of the second Eragon humor fic to reach the 60,000 word mark, after Alsdssg's fic which is also strangely about Mary Sues….. And I'm sure I will hit the word mark... seeing as this chapter is 4,850 words... that's over twice the length of the shortest one... whew!
Note #3: This 'trilogy' of chapters is finishing off Act II of the fic. Act I began with "The Unusual Suspects" trilogy and went up to the point where they discover C.P. is dead. Act II begins in the next chapter and goes up to this trilogy of chapters, and then Act III will finish up the fic.
DaAlCh typed up all of this on Bob the computer while they zoomed into the story…. And now… we will rejoin the story.
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"It's Roran!" Gasped Arya.
"Who's Roran?" Asked Katrina.
"Not THAT tired joke again…." Muttered Saphira.
"He's-your-husband-to-be-you-little-idiot."
"No really who is he?" Katrina asked.
"I-take-it-you-know-the-man-on-the-bed?" Herman asked.
"Why would be talking about him by name if we didn't know him?" Arya snapped back.
"Good-point." Herman conceded. "Anyways, you-can-save-him, all-you-have-to-do-is-go-to-the-end-of-the-long-hallway-to-my-right, your-left, and-believe-me-you'll-know-where-to-go-from-there."
The members of F.W.W.T.M.B. looked down the hallway in question. Like Herman said, it was really incredibly long, they couldn't even see the end of it. They turned back to face each other after a few moments, wondering whether it could really be that easy.
"I say we take a vote," Said Saphira, "Who votes that we go down that hallway?"
Everyone's hand went up in the air…
"Seeing as it unanimous…. I won't even say the other option!" She began to waddle off toward the hallway, Arya and Katrina following her. Only Hilda stayed behind.
"I-do-not-want-to-leave-you." Hilda confessed.
"Why?"
"The-last-boyfriend-I-had-died-JUST-after-I-met-him. And-the-one-before-that-was-murdered-by-an-evil-Mary-Sue. I-really-care-for-you, but-every-one-I've-cared-for-has-kicked-the-bucket-a-couple-of-pages-later, and-every-one-I-hate, or-ninety-nine-percent-of-the-populace, seems-to-just-keep-living. I-care-for-you-Herman. Which-means-you'll-probably-end-up-dead-by-the-end-of-the-chapter."
"What-a-wonderful-monologue." Herman stated.
"No-really-it's-true…"
"You-don't-have-to-worry-about-me, I'm-connected-to-the-main-computer-of-Wal-Mart, So-I'll-never-really-die." Herman explained.
"I-love-it-when-you-talk-like-that! Come-here-you!"
What they would do if Katrina hadn't walked back to see why Hilda wasn't coming with them, I'll never know, but I do that they got reallyyy close to each other physically before Katrina exclaimed:
"Hilda! Come here! We need you!"
"Yeah-yeah…" Hilda muttered, "See-ya-snookums…"
"Bye." Said Herman as Hilda bounced off toward the rest of the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. rather reluctantly, I should add.
Katrina looked down at Hilda strangely as they walked away. "What WERE you going to do, anyways?"
"Don't-you-want-to-know."
Back on the desk, Herman was contacting someone…. It took him a few tries to get through, because it was it so busy. Finally he got through.
"Master-they-are-entering-headquarters, should-I-proceed-with-the-plan?"
"Why would we make plans if we didn't proceed with them?" Said the slightly crackling voice.
"Yes-master."
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Khrysalle, Nasuada, Eragon, Orik and Angela were standing at the ready, after the mysterious affair of the vanishing Varden Soldiers. (See the end of the last chapter for further details.) The Varden were forced to buy some automated soldiers from Wal-Mart. (They got a wicked discount, too.)
A herald came running up, he was gasping for breath by the time he got to the five of them. He looked up after ten seconds of gasping, "My ladies… they're here."
"Ladies?" Eragon and Orik asked together.
"Sorry…. My lords and ladies… they're here."
"Who?" Eragon and Orik asked together.
Angela and Nasuada rolled their eyes, then hit the male they were nearest to, "The soldiers that we're standing here for!"
Eragon and Orik rubbed their heads, "Alright… Alright…"
Khrystalle looked toward the herald, "Thank you, you may go."
"Yes your absolutely most wonderfulness." And he left. Behind him came a whole horde of robots, some human sized, some giant sized, like the one that killed the editor those many chapters ago. They all carried the Wal-Mart logo on them. They marched in perfect unison, like some weird corporate army with a greater purpose than just what was on the surface. (Wink wink, nudge nudge.)
"Well, I suppose there is no reason to randomly stand here for." Angela said before she walked away, Orik following her.
"Yeah, there isn't, and besides… I'm not really the leader of anything seeing as all of the Varden soldiers disappeared last chapter…" And so Nasuada left, leaving only Eragon and Khrystalle together.
It took Eragon a few seconds to notice he was alone with Khrystalle. He made to leave before she said, "Wait." She looked to make sure the rest of the characters were far enough away, then she spoke to him in a soft voice that reminded him of water, shimmering like liquid gold at dawn. "Eragon, I know you are mad at me for not agreeing to be engaged just yet."
"ANGRY? I'M NOT ANGRY!!!" He snapped back.
"You're yelling."
"YELLING?! I'M NOT YELLING-" He paused, "Well, MAYBE I AM BUT-"
"Eragon, listen to me." She spoke, putting her hand on his chest.
"She's touching me…" He thought.
"I know you adore me to the ends of the earth, and would do anything for me. And I must say, I love you too, the question is, do you really love me to do what I ask."
"I might." He said quickly. She took this as a 'yes' and continued.
"I need you to tell no one, NO ONE, that I love you, this must be a secret, or else… someone might find out."
"Obviously."
"No… not in that way!" She seemed agitated, "But please, PLEASE do this… for me."
He sighed and nodded. She smiled, and walked away, leaving Eragon alone.
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DaAlCh stepped out into the story his future self created, all he had done was write the chapter in the very very middle of the story and the prewriting. He was eager in meeting his future self. He thought about how he made his old castle collapse. He had actually teleported all of the fans safely out of the castle before the falling stone crushed them, and he teleported out.
He looked around, he was a large, factory-like building. He immediately knew that he was in the HQ of Wal-Mart, his greatest ally. He had never been here before, but had some idea of the passageways of the building from his prewriting, Bob spoke up after a little while.
"Can-we-get-a-move-on?"
DaAlCh pressed the 'mute' button, and walked down one of the many hallways.
In another part of the building, Saphira, Katrina, Arya and Hilda continued to walk down the long passageway. It really was very long, Hilda had already calculated that they had walked over a half-mile already, and they still couldn't see the end of the hallway, Katrina looked back, the opening of the hallway was only a small dot of light. She sighed and stopped walking.
"What's the point of walking? We STILL can't see the other end of the hallway!" The other members of F.W.W.T.M.B. also stopped, they were wondering on whether they should stop or not.
Arya had just opened her mouth when it happened.
The floor beneath them suddenly opened up, making all of the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. fall down into an equally long pit.
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Many hours passed, Khrystalle had been directing the automated soldiers from Wal-Mart into their jobs, while the other characters were sitting around the campfire discussing her.
"Doesn't it seem strange," Said Angela, "That right about the same time that C.P. is murdered by a Mary Sue, Khrystalle comes and joins the group?"
"Yeah, and doesn't it seem strange that the "Sue" who murdered C.P. had a connection with Wal-Mart, and Khrystalle seems to be very friendly with Wal-Mart too?" Orik added.
Nasuada spoke up, "And don't forget that, the Sue who killed C.P. is of DaAlCh's creation, and right after DaAlCh begins writing this story, Khrystalle appears?"
The three of them murmured words of agreement, Eragon however, was sitting a ways away, not speaking. He was too far away from the fire to get warmed up, so he was in shadow, so none of the other characters could see his stony expression.
"What's wrong laddie? Come and join us." Said Orik.
"Yeah, join us!" Said Angela, "We've got S'mores……"
"They're good too." Added Nasuada.
Eragon walked over toward the campfire, "You shouldn't talk about Khrystalle like that."
"Why?"
"We also think she may be behind the affair of the vanishing Varden Soldiers." Commented Nasuada.
"No she isn't!" Eragon said loudly, "She's perfect! She wouldn't hurt a fly! You shouldn't say things like that! You have NO proof…"
"Haven't you been reading what we've just stated between the quotation marks?!" Said Angela just as loudly, rising to her feet. "Open your eyes, blockhead, and see what Khrystalle really is!!!"
Eragon gave her a look of contempt and walked over to Khrystalle. Orik looked at him go, and made to go with him, but Angela held him back. "Leave him," She said.
"But-"
Angela quelled him with a look, just as Nasuada started talking.
"I've been thinking of joining F.W.W.T.M.B."
"Good for you!"
"Why? You haven't lost a man."
"Remember my father, dim bulb?"
"Oh yeah..."
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Murtagh and Thorn were circling lower and lower over the Varden camp, trying to see the woman they were looking for, "The Author" had described her as being very beautiful, with the Gedwey Ignasia on her palm. They scanned the camp fruitlessly from the air, they couldn't find her. Murtagh looked around in dismay, she was his only hope of escaping Galbatorix…
Wait…
She was sticking out from the rest of the people in the camp like yellow on black. Beauty seemed to radiate from her face. She moved more gracefully than any elf. In every single way, she was awesome. Sexy. Beautiful. Radiant. Gorgeous. You could choose whichever positive adjective you wanted and bam she would fit. Murtagh immediately knew that she was the one whom he thought. He also knew he was madly in love with her. Now… Murtagh knew the meaning of "love at first sight."
He commanded Thorn to dive down toward her. He didn't really have to do so, because Thorn was already making a beeline toward her, he was ALSO madly in love with her, which when you think about, is very weird, because they weren't even of the same species.
Khrystalle was standing as still as a statue when Thorn landed near her, and Murtagh stepped off. She did not move a muscle as he walked toward her, and asked, "Are you… the one who can help me?"
Khrystalle nodded and said quietly, "Yes."
Hearing her speak was even better than looking at her. Just the sound of her voice made Murtagh even more desperately in love with her. Behind him, Thorn was already panting. "And will you help me?" he asked.
"Yes, it is what I was born to do."
He looked around toward the Empire's camp. Then he wheeled back around to face her-
Note #4: This story takes place right after Eldest. Which is why the prologue is set in the Burning Plains. Even though I make no mention of where they are in the other chapters, they are still in the Burning Plains. Got it? Good.
-and then he spoke roughly, "Look, I don't know your name, but I've got a strange feeling that it is 'Khrystalle, the Raven Huntress,' but anyhow," He gulped, "The Empire will be attacking in less than five minutes, I've got to get you out of here. I have to fight, and my orders are to kill all of the Varden, ALL of them, if you get on Thorn I'll fly you over to the Empire's camp, and I will come back to you after the battle is done. But then…" He looked at her strangely, "Why would I need to fly you… you've got a dragon! You have the Gedwey Ignasia!"
"My Dragon is not like yours Murtagh, Morzanson. It is… within me. Within these raven locks, within this very beating heart, within my soul."
"But your hair is white…"
She waved her hand impatiently, "I know! I know! It was just a poetic term! Anyhow… I can't go with you back to the Empire's camp, I know your orders are to kill everyone, and I know you will kill all of the Varden, but you will not kill me. My destiny has not yet come. I will wait behind those hills over there," She pointed, "And wait for you. Goodbye, Murtagh."
She made to move off, but Murtagh grabbed her hand, "Wait, even though I've only known you for less than a minute, I love you, at least let me kiss the ruby lips of yours before I go to fight." She merely nodded… and then moved closer until they kissed. It was a very interesting kiss, it was a first kiss, a passionate kiss, and a goodbye kiss all in one. It seemed as though they were stopped in time, just the two of them, until…
"YOU!" Came a voice that was very familiar to Khrystalle and Murtagh.
The wheeled around, facing them was Eragon, face like thunder.
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Roran was barely conscious. He knew that he was being interrogated by three really weird men…. One of whom Roran was pretty sure he met before, something about one of the men seemed to make Roran think they were just Plot Devices… Roran groaned, and lapsed into unconsciousness again.
"It's not working." Muttered Detective Plot D. Vice.
"We've had this man here for the past seven chapters, and we still can't get information from him!" Said Father Jeb.
"This is hopeless." Sighed Dr. Quack.
"Sirs" Came Herman's voice from one of the speakers, "You-have-visitors-coming-your-way."
"How many?" Asked Father Jeb.
"Six. Four-are-coming… from-above. Two-are-coming-from-Hallway-657."
"Thank you Herman." Said the detective.
Dr. Quack got up from the chair he was sitting in… "Wait… Herman, I have to request that you come down here, take the laundry chute."
"Yes-sir."
"Also," continued the Doctor, "When should we except these visitors?"
"The-ones-from-above-should-be-coming-in-approximately-fifteen-seconds, the-two-from-Hallway-657-should-be-coming-in-a-few-minutes."
"Good, thank you Herman."
"What do you think he meant by above?" Asked Plot. D. Vice just as the ominous shadow of a falling dragon, two women and a laptop covered him up in darkness.
"Err…" Said the other two.
"Huh? What do you mea-"
WHAMO!!!!
The Detective was covered by a blue dragon, an elf, a girl, and a laptop.
"Well that was certainly a long hole, we must have been falling for almost five pages in Times New Roman with size 10 font." Said Katrina.
"Everything about this chapter is long, the hallway, the conversations, the word count…. The hole… jeeze." Groaned Arya.
"I wonder why my wings suddenly stopped working when we fell in." Said Saphira very conversationally.
"It's-probably-some-weird-author-created-reason." Explained Hilda.
"Grffm" Came a voice from beneath Saphira's bulk.
"Who said that?" Asked Katrina.
"Me." Came the voice again.
"Who's 'me'" Asked Katrina.
Dr. Quack walked up to Saphira, and beat on her scales with his fists, as if he was knocking on a door, "You're laying on Wal-Mart's best detective! You slimly reptile! Get off him!"
"You-know. Reptiles-aren't-actually-slimly." Explained Hilda as Saphira got up and walked a few dragon-paces away, "Amphibians-are."
"Whatever," Said Father Jeb, as Dr. Quack kneeled down and checked the detective's pulse.
"He's fallen unconscious." Said Dr. Quack.
"Well that's one down." Said Arya.
It was at this moment when Herman came shooting out of the laundry chute and thwacked Dr. Quack on the head, knocking the Doctor out.
"And that's two down." Said Arya.
"You!" Exclaimed Hilda.
"Oh. Hello." Herman seemed to be very nervous.
"It-was-you-who-opened-up-the-floor-and-sent-us-down-here! You-betrayed-us!"
"Sorry-my-sweets, But-I-wasn't-actually-ever-on-your-side-to-begin-with. I-hope-we-can-still-make-up…" He looked hopeful, which was a groundbreaking accomplishment, he was a computer y'know.
"YOU-LITTLE-PIECE-OF-FECES!" Screamed Hilda.
Everyone who was still conscious looked at Hilda. "Feces?" Asked Saphira.
"My-profanity-blocker-is-on. ANYWAYS…" She said, charging up. "FIRST-CHRIS, THEN-T-89, NOW-YOU! I'VE-HAD-ENOUGH!-NO-ONE-BETRAYS-ME-AND-GETS-AWAY-WITH-IT!!!"
"Now-Hilda-dear…"
"DON'T-HILDA-DEAR-ME! YAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Hilda's screen lit up so intensely that it sent bolts of lighting from her computer screen to poor Herman. The bolts of lighting coursed through Herman's body, destroying him utterly. One of the bolts of lighting hit Father Jeb, who was knocked unconscious from the electricity, and he fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. The lighting turned off, and her screen went back to normal as did it's owner, she turned toward the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. and said. "Wow. That-felt-good."
"Remind me never to get on your bad side." Said Katrina.
"That's three down, Now we can rescue Roran." Said Arya.
At that moment, DaAlCh came running in, carrying Bob. "What was that noise?" He asked, looking around wildly, from Roran on the bed, to the unconscious Detective, Doctor, and Father, to the burning corpse of Herman the sentient computer to the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. who were looking at him with anger in their eyes.
"You!" Said Saphira.
"Me?" Asked DaAlCh, pointing to himself.
"Yes you!" Continued Saphira, "It's all your fault, all of it, you were the one who killed CP!"
"No I didn't, well…. If I did, I will in my future…. I'm DaAlCh, from one year ago." DaAlCh explained, "I came to the future to see what to write for the story, so really I haven't done anything, yet."
"You don't expect us to believe that, do you!" Accused Arya.
"Yes I do."
Everyone turned around, there was another DaAlCh, calmly walking towards them with his hands behind his back. He smiled, and said, "Well…?"
"But… But…" stammered Katrina. "There can't be two of you!"
"Yes there can." said the second DaAlCh coolly.
"But that's impossible!" Said Katrina weakly.
"Oh please." Said the second DaAlCh impatiently, "Just read what my past self just said between the quotation marks, then maybe you'll understand."
The members of F.W.W.T.M.B. scanned the last line of the first DaAlCh, then they understood.
"Now that you all understand, perhaps you ought to stay here and listen to what I have to say." Said the second DaAlCh, and ropes tied the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. down. For some odd reason, the second DaAlCh looked surprised, as if he was expecting a different result. "That's funny, I was expecting iron chains, not ropes." He shook his head. "No matter."
He strode confidently toward his past self and held his hand out, like he wanted his past self to shake it, but before the first DaAlCh could touch the second, the second DaAlCh pulled his hand back as if he suddenly remembered something.
"What's wrong?" Asked the first DaAlCh.
"Nothing, just… remembered something…" The second DaAlCh held out his hand and the two DaAlCh's, one from the past, one from the present, shook hands.
"What are you doing with C.P's story?!" Yelled Arya, trying to rid herself of the ropes, but they would not budge. "What is your plan?!"
"Do you want to take over and write Book 3! That's commonly believed to be called Empire but might not be!?" Shrieked Katrina
"Of course not." Said the DaAlCh from the present, "This is just an experiment, I wanted to write a humor sue, to see what would happen, and the results are most interesting. This also explains some of your questions as to how I knew everything that was going on, the answer is simple, I read the story beforehand."
The DaAlCh from the past shrugged, "Yeah, I did, two chapters ago."
"Anyways," Continued the present DaAlCh, "I wanted you to come here, so I could… show you what is to come. I wanted you to know where I had kept Roran since "The Unusual Suspects, Part Three." I wanted you to come here, so I could show you my mighty army of robots. I wanted you to come here, so I could get you out of my hair."
"If-you-wanted-us-out-of-your-hair, why-didn't-you-just-SEND-US-TO-CHARACTER-LIMBO!!!" Said Hilda.
"Too easy, and besides, that would make no sense for the audience. Anyways… off you go." The present DaAlCh gestured to invisible people. From the darkness came eight robots, two giant ones like T-89, and six human sized ones. "Take them away, and take the Dragon to the special cell, T-90 and T-91." He waved goodbye as F.W.W.T.M.B. were forced out of the room. The DaAlCh from the present turned to his past counterpart.
"Now, I suppose you're wondering what's going to happen next." Said the present DaAlCh.
"Well… yeah." confessed the past DaAlCh, "That's what I came here for, y'know- well you must know! You ARE me! This… this is making my head hurt.
"My head hurt when I was in your position," Said the present DaAlCh. "Be prepared for a shock. Guards!" He yelled, "Take him away."
"Wha-"
"Don't worry, the same thing happened to me, don't worry, you'll be okay, I know how you're feeling, 'cause I AM you."
"My head is REALLY hurting." Said the DaAlCh from the past as two robotic guards pulled him away in the opposite direction of where the members of F.W.W.T.M.B. were taken.
"Believe me I know." Said the present DaAlCh before turning to you, the reader. "Why have I taken my past self away? What will happen next? Why is this chapter so dang long? Find out next time!" He waved, and snapped his fingers, and a chicken burst out of thin air, and landed on the ground with a squawk of protest. "Hmm…. Didn't want you to see that…" He walked away, and he had to turn out the lights of the room manually.
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Back at the Varden camp though something else was brewing…
"Eragon! No! It's not what it looks like!" Khrystalle said in anguish, backing away from Murtagh quickly.
"Hello brother." Spat Eragon.
"Right back at you." Snarled Murtagh.
"I am going to KILL you for taking her from me!" Yelled Eragon.
"You don't stand a chance." Sneered Murtagh.
Khrystalle looked at one to the other, unsure of what to do, and then it happened.
A long horn sounded throughout the Burning Plains, All three of them spun around toward the direction of the Empire's camp, war drums were beating, and they could hear the distant clattering of armor. Crows flew up into the air, signalling the beginning of something grand.
"It has begun." Said Murtagh, and he walked slowly back to Thorn, climbed upon his partner and they lifted off into the air, to direct their troops to destroy the Varden. It really was the beginning of the end.
To be continued…