A/n: An idea I'm trying out. . I havent written a story in a really long time. Its crazy! 0.0 lol. Well I'ma try this out. Eragon is like...the COOLEST book ever! I actually think its better than HP. The descriptions are so vivid! And...senses stares . . . ok ok fine. On with the story!

A/n...again : Ok, if you have the deluxe version of Eragon you'll understand where I'm starting this story from. Fair Warning! Eldest spoilers! Well just a lil...imitating Foamy the squirrels voice You've been warned . Anywho, I just cant sit around waiting till august till I get my copy of Eldest, Inheritance book 2 with those horrible cliffhangers hanging around! I had to do something! . Ok ok, enough of me ramblings. On with the story!

Eragon: The New Path

Eragon took one last glance behind him before mounting Snowfire once more. Letting out a sigh, he tried to release the tension he felt upon himself. After doing so, his face turned to a rather blank one, expressionless, but if you looked hard enough there was a hint of determination written on his face.

He had all the more reasons now as to why destroy the Urgals and Ra'zacs. The death of his uncle, Brom, now Ajihad, and the perhaps kidnapping of Mortagh and the twins. Anger welled up inside of him after a week from the incident with the ambush on King Ajihad and his men, but he managed to control it. A growl escaped his lips from time to time when he was spoken to. But since then, his face grew emotionless.

Each day, Eragon begged for him to go out and search for Mortagh and the twins, and now even Arya. She hadn't come back from her search, and he felt all the more guilty. But each day, they denied him of his request. "It's too dangerous. You are far too valuable to Varden. The people need your reassurance and we have to wait until the time comes right." Those were the answers he continually got. But what if they were dead already! What if something happened to them already and he was just sitting around waiting! He had to do something. Remembering King Ajihad and the talk they had on their first meeting, he gathered up supplies secretly and told Saphira of his plans.

He would ride out of Farthen Dur on Snowfire so he wouldn't cause a commotion. Not only that, Eragon and Saphira wouldn't have been able to have flown so high to get out of the Dragon Caves Saphira and him stayed in. Are you sure about this little one? Saphira asked watching him intently. It pained Saphira to watch him nowadays. Eragon felt that, but he wanted to ignore it. At the moment, he felt like there was nothing he could do about it. He was just overwhelmed at the moment.

I'm sure. I can't just sit around doing nothing! I have to do something about it! Eragon took one last deep breath before sneaking out from under one of the tunnels. He gave a small tap to Snowfire's side and ran out the tunnels, seeing the damage that had been inflicted on the tunnels from their last quarry. Saphira was given orders to fly out after him, and did so. She would of loved being free again and fly without any worries, but under the circumstances, she couldn't and she didn't really like the conditions they were in. But what was needed to be done, needed to be done.

Eragon kept a rather fast pace as he went through the forest, trying to be unseen. His keen face looked onwards, but his mind deep in thought, remembering the events that had occured the past weeks. It all happened too fast for anyone to actually grasp onto it.

Saphira flew at a rather high distance, but distance enough to watch over Eragon and be unseen at the same time. The forest was still the same, damp, marsh filled, and darkened. It had enough light seeping through the trees to see where you were going. That gave Eragon the upperhand. Enough to camaflouge into his surroundings.

Soon Eragon was snapped out of his saddening and confusing thoughts as he heard a rustle in the bushes. Going with his instincts, and from past experiences, he unsheathed Zar'roc, as the blade felt good to be out of its sanctuary, taking in the dim light and humidity in the air. He gripped the sword inbetween his hands, his knuckles turning pale. Anger swelling up inside of him as he tried to control it. Saphira...lay low...we might be ambushed...

Becareful little one, I will be down shortly...don't let your anger get the best of you. At the beggining of Saphira's tone, a growl seemed to fill her words, but towards the end she calmed down, being truthful and stern in her words.

Eragon backed Snowfire up, turning to take a different route until he heard an unwelcoming growl that startled Snowfire. Eragon whipped the reins around, facing where the growl came from. His breathing growing heavier. He watched the bushes until a pair of blood red eyes came from the bushes. The type of eyes that brought fear to a person and a slight chill running down your back. The growling grew worse and worse until...

A loud grunt came from Eragon's lips as something of a rather enormous size tackled him to the ground. Eragon kicked the beast off of him and got up quickly to face what had tried to attack him. What he saw before him resembled that of a wolf, only bigger and its teeth surpassed the size of a normal one. The lips of the wolf resembling beast curled up, revealing a whole set of teeth that could surpass even an Urgal's. It drew closer to him, snapping its mouth at him. Eragon tensed up, he never faced something like this. Saphira! Eragon called out. The wolf resembling creature curled its hind legs, getting ready for a pounce till a loud whistle was heard from behind the bush that the creature came from. It halted and seized all movement.

"Ani!" A soft, yet aggressive voice came from behind it as a young girl came from behind it. The wolf creature hung its head low, as if embarrassed. "You know better than to run off like that!" She exclaimed in the same tone. She looked at the wolf creature for a second and then turned around, slightly embarrassed, seeing Eragon. She stood there motionless.

Eragon stood there motionless also, staring at the young girl, shocked. She seemed rather harmless to him. "Who are you?" He finally broke the silence. The girl stayed silent. She had observed him also. She stood rather motionless. Not even a blink came to her eye.

The only movement that came was from Ani, the wolf like creature. It continued to growl at Eragon, or atleast..something behind Eragon. But then within a blink of an eye, the girl kicked her leg up hitting the hilt of Eragon's sword unsuspectingly as it fell out of his grasp. Her hand swiftly pulled out a sword of her own as she put it up against his throat, pushing forward, but not enough to cut him. "None of your bussiness. Just who are you and what are you doing with Morzan's sword!" She demanded furiously. Her deep blue eyes peircing into his.

A/n: Ok so it sucks. Lets all shoot me! I promise you. This will all get better. And no. Its not like all other stories where the OC gets together with the main character. No. IMO those stories suck.((Dont shoot me!))So yea. lol. I hope you guys like it! You better like it! And review damnit! I LOVE YOU ALL! MuAhZ! Medy is outtiez my friends!