The End of Alagaësia

by Entrox Licher

Alagaësia enters a peaceful age as Galbatorix has fallen, and Eragon has led his Rider training to the distant east. However, a new threat looms on the horizon: a horrid cult with no care for life, neither theirs nor others. Will a new generation of Dragon Riders, combined with an old one, be enough to stop them?

13. Unseen Allies

Ismira saw her parents. Dying. The whole of Palancar Valley was aflame, and all of its residents were shrieking in agony as they went to their slow deaths. And Ismira could only watch. A voice, a terrible, evil, sinister voice, spoke to her.

"This is the fate that awaits your family, friends, and home. You will live with the knowledge that you left them, condemning them to death. I will kill them all. It is only a matter of time.

"I will not lie to you Ismira Katrinasdaughter, I have no intention of sparing them or you. But if you cooperate with me, I will see to it that their end and yours is without suffering. This is the most I can offer. Will you accept?"

Ismira stood there, fire dancing in her eyes, and said, "Never. Why would I seek to give my beloved ones death, when, by ending yours, I can give them life? I am a Dragon Rider; I am daughter of Katrina and Roran Stronghammer, and niece to Eragon Kingkiller. I am not to be trifled with. I will see to it that my order knows of your existence, and ends it swiftly."

"You underestimate my ability." The voice answered, "For I can make sure you never speak of this encounter, no matter how hard you try. Behold!"

The voice started chanting something in the ancient language, but it was halted by another presence.

That is enough. The new voice said You underestimate our ability foolish one. The Dragon Riders will not tolerate your bloodlust any longer. Using magic is useless, and no physical feat of yours could match up to our Riders. Be gone now and never bother this young Rider again!

"Curse you… I will end all life!" And the evil voice receded.

Are you all right young one? The new voice asked

"I am fine. Thank you so much for your assistance. Who are you?" Ismira said.

I cannot tell you exactly, but my name is Umaroth, a white dragon, and I am with your uncle, Eragon. I will inform him of this encounter, and you be sure to inform Blödhgarm. We are watching over you always little one, as we have done for centuries. Be wary of this new foe. Then, as Umaroth's presence faded as well, Ismira awoke with a start.