I do not own inheritance cycle but I do own Alanna along with themes in this.
One Chapter to go. YAY YAY. (It's the epilogue though)
I really should have renamed this chapter return of the POV's of something.
Sacrifice: Chapter 24
"You killed him!" I roared, beyond any form of control.
Without even willing it fire appeared beside me, more and more appeared until the very room seemed to be on fire though there was no fuel.
Fear showed in Galbatorix's eyes as he realized he may have gone to far in annoying me.
Pent up anger at the injustices of the world blew out as one big angry speech directed at Galbarorix.
"You killed the best hope this land had of being happy ever again! You are the reason my mother is dead! You are the reason I became a monster and tried to kill myself! You are the reason that my father is high on my to kill list! You are the reason that I grew up in slavery! You are the reason that thousands of people fear my very name! You are the reason that Slavery is still acceptable! You are the reason that the race of dragon's is at it's state of near extinction! You are the reason for pretty much every single thing wrong with the world! You are the reason that I will never be able to live happy now! You are he reason for........."
Galbatorix gaped at me.
My anger fueled the fire in the room, bringing it to a new level. Flames writhed around me that were at least ten feet tall. Blue and gold they must have been. All I could see though was red.
Galbatorix's face began to look scared and became more sane than it had been.
My hair burst into flames as well, not burning out, merely in fire like the first time I had taken energy from it.
I could imagine what I would look like to Galbatorix. The flames licked at me and my hair was a fiery halo around my head. The fire reflecting back off the flat planes that were my eyes. No wonder he looked more sane.
He began to creep back, trying not to choke on the fire's fumes.
"Letta." I said, the authority of a thousand angry hyena's behind that one word. (stop)
His clothes started to catch on fire, he tried desperately to put them out. But the flames defied his every effort.
The smoke became to much and he fell to him knees gasping. His figure became outlined in fire and he uttered one last cry before giving in.
"Mother!" His cry rang in my head even after he had fallen.
The flames around me did not weaken. Going over to Eragon I lifted his head back into my lap.
Focusing all my energy and the energy from the fire I let it all flow though me and out, into Eragon.
"Live." I breathed. "Live." I uttered again.
The energy drained out of me like water though a strainer. I was committed now, there was no going back. I wouldn't have even if I could.
"Live." I said again.
Eragon breathed. And I sighed with relief. I had no more energy to give.
I focused on his face, it started to go blurry. Using my ears instead I listened to Eragon breathing. My vision started to go and I had trouble staying conscious.
Eragon's POV
I had to tell Alanna something.
"I love you." I tried to say but it wouldn't come out.
I tried again and it worked.
"I love you too."
Everything faded, there was nothing, no sight smell so sound.
I must be dead.
"Live."
"Live." Again.
"Live." And Again.
Breath burned in my lungs as I breathed.
Alanna knelt over me, tears fell from her eyes. And the world was on fire.
I gained energy, enough to sit up. As I did so, Alanna keeled over. Lying next to me I realized what she must have done.
She have revived me at the price of her own life.
"Foolish, you can do more for the Varden and the world than I can,
"What I can do, take energy from fire, it's unnatural but I can never forget how to do it. It is my fate, my wryda to die here, now, for you. You gave me life, now I return the favor. The Varden will always fear me for what I am." She answered hazily.
"You don't have to die, do you?"
"It is time, besides I've done everything I ever wanted to do, I became free from slavery, I helped kill an evil tyrant of a king and, most importantly, I found love, with you. Now I am complete." Saying this last part Alanna closed her eyes and faded from life.
I held her to my chest and cried out. She had had such a short life, she didn't deserve to lose it now.
The fires in the room, made by Alanna's wrath died out.
Galbatorix's cremated body lay to the side, his crown lay on top, undamaged by the fires.
Carrying Alanna I took it and went outside, Saphira was waiting to take us home.
One last journey for the beautiful Alanna whom I loved.
When Galbatorix cries out 'mother' as he died in flame I was thinking of how Torak died in the Belgariad.
This end bit reminds me of the ending of the valley of the wolves, it's my favourite book of all time. It makes me cry every time though this doesn't cause I wrote it.
Just as a random thing did anyone notice that the only reason Alanna became an elvenish (is that a word?) person was so that i could explain why she could now reach fire when before she couldn't? Review if you want to answer. HINT HINT!
I had fun writing the random but completely justified rant Alanna has. Eventually I just had to stop because I was running out of good ideas. If you can think of anything I missed just tell me and it shall be added. (provided it's not too silly/stupid.)
Please review because I would like to know what needs to be fixed/changed/improved. In fact review even if it's just to say you think this story is crap and deserves to be burned. Though i doubt that's what you'll say cause you've been reading it this long.