A/N- Here I am again with another quick chapter for the readers. I am coming up on some important plot twist soon and if you have enjoyed the story so far i guarentee it will only get better. Soon Eridor will be able to carry Arya then not only does their intense training begin but the next phase of my story can commence. So much more to look forward too and soon Izslandi will become a part of my plot and i wonder what she thinks of Arya accepting Eragon? hmm...anywho, please leave some reviews because i only got two reviews for my last chapter and that almost makes me want to stop, or kill off Eragon or something evil. Special shoutouts to joe, herleeedawn, and especially Paolinifansimon who left a review for almost every chapter. Thank you so much, i wrote this as quick as possible for you.
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Arya looked down with a stern facial expression, watching as leagues of land flashed before her eyes in a blur, due to Saphira's frightening fast pace. Arya could only imagine that Eragon was urging the dragon to fly with speed, especially considering their situation. The elf took a moment to contemplate the situation at hand. Currently, they were racing in to face the unknown, neither of them knew exactly where Roran was and even worse Arya was almost positive they were flying in to a trap. All this being said the elf also knew how emotionally driven Eragon was. She knew that no matter the danger or circumstances if someone Eragon truly cared for was in trouble the rider would stop at nothing to save them. This is why Arya did not even attempt to sway Eragon in his rash decision to leave, she simply joined him in hopes of securing his safety. Not only that but Arya was a dragon rider now, this meant it was her duty to stare danger in the eyes and overcome, like Eragon had done so many times.
Shaking her head Arya began to consider the man sitting right in front of her upon Saphira. The elven rider could only imagine the anguished thoughts running through Eragon's mind. Arya felt so bad, why did these things always seem to happen to him. Eragon was so undeserving and Arya shuddered at the thought of Eragon losing another loved one. Then a peculiar feeling began to brew in the pit of her stomach, it was a feeling that reminded her that Roran was alive and they were going to save him, no matter what. Arya swore to herself right then and there that she was not going to allow Eragon to undergo the pain of losing a loved one, not again at least.
As if on cue Arya felt the powerful dragon Saphira begin a stealthy decent to a clearing below, Arya presumed they were on the outskirts of the small town where Roran was being kept. Leaping off of Saphira Arya landed gracefully then shot Eragon a questioning look, wondering if the rider had a plan.
" Saphira I need you to lay low here, and on my signal meet me and Arya, ready to carry and defend Roran. Arya, you and I shall disguise ourselves with magic, enter the city and see if we can gather any information as to where they keep prisoners in this town. Roran will undoubtedly be there, then we will rescue him using brute force, all the while wary of an ambush. Fair enough?".
Arya nodded her head before responding. " Fair enough, just promise you won't make any rash decisions that will endanger yourself.". Arya said this with a passionate look in her eyes, one that Eragon seemingly noticed as he nodded his head in agreement. Satisfied, Arya used magic to disguise herself as a human, then cleverly the elf cast another spell that rendered Brisingr invisible to any human.
Once she finished the elf glanced up to see Eragon had done the same, then smooth, calm, and collected the pair of dragon riders walked leisurely in to the town. Arya fell in step behind Eragon, content to follow her ebrithil's lead. The elf took a few moments to observe her surroundings. It was a dreary town the elf noted, glancing at the many one story houses that filled the streets, all painted with a dark array of colors. The streets were empty, almost too empty, and it seemed as if very few people lived in the area.
Quickly breaking away from her observations Arya followed Eragon's gaze to a bar one block down. As Eragon began to walk towards the bar Arya opened her mind to Eragon so they could become one, and communicate without words if needed. The elf also sent a feeling of hope through their mental link, urging Eragon to stay calm.
Not knowing if it helped any Arya followed Eragon in to the bar as nonchalant as possible, then with extreme grace for a human body the elf sat down at a stool and opened her ears, listening carefully for any information. Arya nearly cursed as she overheard Eragon taking a much more direct approach, as he began conversation with a random man of average height and build.
" Aye, would you happen to know where they keep the prisoners in this town? If there is any sort of place with cells perhaps?"
Arya placed her hand on her pommel smoothly, tensing up as she watched the humans reaction to Eagon's question. At first the human seemed unaffected by the question but then suddenly it seemed the human realized something. Sitting completely still observing the human, Arya jumped in surprise as the human whistled loudly, presumably a signal. Instantaneously the small bar room filled up with men from upstairs, which Arya soon realized were soldiers. Reacting quickly Arya spun around on her stool then leaped forward with a vicious right hand, dislocating the jaw of the closest man to her. Then utilizing her elven speed Arya ducked under a sloppy attack with a glass bottle and struck out furiously with her right foot, breaking the man's leg who swung at her. Once he fell Arya spun away from another sloppy attack then drew Brisingr from it's sheathe in a beautiful display of graceful motions.
Then without hesitation Arya beheaded the nearest soldier to her, spun in to her next victim with a quick slice to the gut, then ducked below a predictable sword attack from behind whilst spinning with Brisingr outstretched, resulting in every soldier around her to lose their legs. Moving quickly Arya glanced up to see Eragon had easily dispatched of every soldier around him with his bare hands, which made sense when Arya remembered that Eragon had purposely callused his own hands, so they would not hurt if he ever found the need to punch with force.
Arya watched as Eragon smartly broke in to the mind of a fallen soldier who was not dead yet, Arya presumed he was gathering the information he needed. Moments later Eragon looked at Arya than spoke.
" I know where Roran is, follow me.". Arya nodded her head then sprinted out of the bar behind Eragon only to find a group of about thirty soldiers awaiting there arrival. The elf smiled inwardly. "Oh please, is this the best they can muster?" Arya thought to herself. Moving smartly and in unison Arya ran left, and Eragon ran right as they began to slice through the soldiers ranks. Arya quickly slashed out, rolled away from the dead body, sliced another poor soldier then leaped forward swiping Brisingr horizontally, easily dispatching of another man. Making quick work of the soldiers the pair of riders were just about to keep moving when Arya sensed what may have ambushed Roran's team. Looking up with her elven eyesight Arya caught sight of a large amount of archers lined across the roof tops, ready to fire.
Arya raised her arm as all the archer's shot a volley of arrows at one time, ready to deflect them. However Arya's efforts were not needed as the elf glanced over to find Eragon with his right arm raised.
" Letta eld moi eom ganga fram.". Arya watched in slight amusement as the arrows halted their momentum in mid-air then were sent hurtling towards their source due to magic. Every archer fell to their own arrow, falling to the ground lifelessly.
Exhaling Arya looked over to find Eragon searching around, in case another surprise attack ensued. Entering his mind Arya spoke.
" Lets go, before any more come. We have no time to lose.". Arya felt Eragon's acknowledgment through their mental link, and followed the young rider as he broke into a full fledged sprint.
Only minutes later the pair slowed their running, having arrived at their destination. Arya assumed Roran was near. Eragon unsheathed Zar'roc then began to move slowly, taking careful steps so as not to alert any unwanted attention. Arya too began to move stealthily, drawing Brisingr and canceling her spell on the sword. There was no longer a need to hide her blade.
Perhaps another minute or so had passed before the pair reached a particularly daunting two story building. " This must be where Roran is being held Eragon, we must be careful.". Arya felt Eragon agree through their mental link, and watched with her body tensed as the male rider opened the large imposing door. Seemingly safe Arya entered the house first, quickly glancing around her for danger. Moments later Eragon entered and the pair of riders walked around the dimly lit room, only to find it was simply one large room containing nothing but two staircase's, one that led up and another that led down. Arya decided to voice her thoughts to Eragon.
" This is weird, I was expecting cells or even more than one room for that matter. Should we head upstairs or down?".
Arya could feel Eragon thinking about the situation they were in before responding. " Well typically, prisoners are usually held in the basement. So lets head down.". Arya agreed mentally then followed carefully as Eragon approached the stairs, then slowly descended them. Once downstairs both Eragon and Arya halted their movement, due to the fact they found themselves in a completely pitch black room. Arya frowned as her arched eyebrows formed a V shape. The elf could not see anything even with her enhanced vision, however Arya could feel the open space around her, and she knew they were inside of a large room. Thinking quickly Arya muttered a spell that completely illuminated the room.
Once she could see Arya cursed mentally at the sight that befell her eyes. The elf stood completely still as she stared at three cloaked figures standing regally. Each figure held Galbotorix's emblem upon their cloak and Arya looked on in dismay as one of the figures held a thin blade to Roran's neck. Sweat formed on the elf's forehead, as she contemplated her options and the situation she was in.
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Eragon looked on, with both worry and disbelief coursing through his veins. Roran, his long time brother and close friend was in trouble. His life was being threatened right before his eyes and Eragon had not the slightest clue of what to do. Eragon's thoughts were interrupted when he heard the middle figure, who held a blade to Roran speak.
" Ah, we have been expecting you rider. You can not hide your identity from us. Your cousin here was indeed an easy target to capture, perhaps your wondering why we set this whole entire ambush, just for a lowly human? Allow me to elaborate. You see Eragon we are aware of your connections to this human and we are also aware of your foolish love for all those around you. So we have done this to offer you a simple proposition. If you turn yourself over to the empire, and swear fealty to us, then Roran lives. If you so much as make one false move, then he dies.".
Eragon frowned, refusing to believe the situation he was in. How could he let this happen? Eragon could defeat these three in seconds had they not Roran at sword point. Were they bluffing? And exactly how strong were they. All of these thoughts ran wild through Eragon's mind, as he looked into Roran's eyes, who was visibly drugged and barely aware of what was happening.
" Eragon, I have an idea and I need you to trust me in order for it to work. On my cue I need you to attack all of their minds at the same time, even if their minds are well protected, attack as strongly as possible. Do you trust me?".
Eragon's thoughts ran wild as Arya spoke to him through their mental connection, of course he trusted Arya. How could he not? " Arya, I trust you with my life, and I will do as you say.".
Eragon felt Arya's mental consent, then out of the corner of his eye Eragon could see Arya concentrating, then like he had seen only once before the vein's in Arya's face and arms were becoming slightly more visible. Then as quick as lightening Eragon felt Arya send him the cue through their mental link and Eragon attacked the minds of the three cloaked figures with all his might. As soon as his mental barrage hit Eragon's elven eyes barely caught sight of Arya leaping forward at an astounding speed. In what seemed like a flash of movement Eragon's jaw dropped in surprise as he witnessed all three of the figures dead, lying on the floor lifelessly.
Reacting just as quickly as it all happened Eragon ran forward and grabbed his cousin Roran, immediately contacting Saphira.
" Come!".
Eragon felt Saphira take off through their powerful mental link and then turned his head to find Arya on her knee's, coughing in exasperation as Brisingr lay next to her. Thinking quickly Eragon threw Roran over his shoulders then ran over to Arya and transferred energy from Beloth the wise in to her body.
Moments later Arya stood up straight, picking up Brisingr with a thankful look upon her face.
" Lets go Eragon.". Eragon nodded his head at hearing Arya's words then followed the elf, as they ran outside of the house. Once outside Eragon sighed outwardly as he saw another group of soldiers surrounding them. Eragon also saw Arya quickly enter a battle stance, and was about to enter his own when, with a smile on his face, he realized he did not have to.
Eragon looked to the sky with a large grin as he heard Saphira's thunderous roar, a proclamation of her presence. It seemed every soldier glanced up at the mighty dragon in fear, and for good reason. Saphira opened her massive maw and unleashed a deathly jet of flames, setting every soldier around them on fire in a blazing inferno.
Thanking Saphira mentally Eragon ran to the dragon and jumped into the saddle, soon followed by Arya. The sapphire dragon spread her impressive wings and took flight, leaving a uprising of billowing dust, and an inferno in her wake.
Eragon then placed Roran carefully in front of him and tied him to the saddle, satisfied that he had rescued him, no matter the odds.
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