A/N Hey everybody! Well, I've been off school all week with a really bad cough but I'm feeling a little better now so I figure it's about time for an update!

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dragon-miko- Yeah, I do have an idea about that when those guys meet Arya and that. But as for Eragon/Arya thing, I don't know as we'll just have to find out in the next two books come out to find out who Eragon is going to fall for. Glad you like!

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Chapter 20- Ignorance

Legolas plunged his hands into the icy mountain water, cupping them and gathering up some of it he splashed it in his face. Eragon stood beside him. Brom had sent the two of them out to find water. They had found a small stream away from the camp. He was examining the opposite bank intent, curious eyes. "Legolas," he said. The Elf stood. "What's that? On the other side of the bank, a strange footprint?"

Legolas scanned the place where Eragon was pointing. "It looks like an orc print, or Urgal as you call them, the mark looks to be of heavy nailed boot. Wait here while I go for a closer look," he said jumping across the stream onto a rock shelf. He knelt down and examined it, calling back to Eragon, confirming it to be an Urgal print comparing it to the ones he had seen in Yazuac.

"I'm coming over," said Eragon, jumping over the stream before Legolas could stop him. As he landed on the rock shelf, his foot hit a patch of damp moss. He grabbed a branch for support, but it broke, and he thrust out his hand to break his fall. Legolas was by his side in an instant.

"I told you to stay where you were!" The Elf scolded as Eragon's features contorted with pain that was currently lacing up his arm. Legolas took hold of his upper arm nothing the way he was cradling his wrist. One look told him everything. "Your wrist is broken. Come, we must return to Brom the Urgal print is fresh. Hurry!" Helping the boy to his feet, Legolas led him back to the camp.

Brom got up from his seat by the fire to address the concerned face of Legolas. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"Urgals," the Elf replied urgently. "We found a print down by the stream, and it is fresh. Eragon has broken his wrist. He fell," he quickly explained.

Brom nodded his shaggy head. "Saddle the horses. Legolas, will you saddle Cadoc for the boy?"

Legolas nodded and set about his task.

"Why must we run? Why can we not fight any foul creatures that disturb us?" protested Gimli, fingering his axe.

"Because if there are a few parties of Urgals banded together we stand little chance of fighting them all off. Besides, Eragon is wounded," Legolas snapped, securing Cadoc's saddle and strapping on his bridle. "At least make yourself useful master Dwarf by helping to pack camp!"

Eragon called out to Saphira to warn her of the danger. 'I've broken my wrist, fell. Urgals are near by so be on watch, fly above us. It's dark now and they won't dare bother us with a dragon around.'

'Very well, I'll be here in a minute,' she answered.

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The light was disappearing quickly as they spurred the horse on into the night, even though they were tiring. But the riders did not allow them to slow their pace. Eragon's wrist was swollen and hurt like hell as he clung onto Cadoc's reins with his one good hand.

About a mile form their now abandoned camp Legolas suddenly pulled Loshîth to a halt. "Legolas, what is it?" inquired Brom, noting the look on the Elf's face in the dim of the quickly gathering darkness.

"Listen," replied the Elf. Brom listened and understanding flashed in his eyes.

"An Urgal horn, they must have found where we were camped," Brom said urgently. "They will chase us now!" Brom spurred Snowfire on quickly as two more Urgal horns sounded, this time they were a lot closer. "We have to run. We can not take on the Urgals, there seems to be a few parties of them banded together. We will not stand a chance, not with Legolas and Gimli. Eragon, leave Cadoc and take Saphira, you will be safer."

"What about you all? What if they do get to attack? You can't fight them and-"Eragon said.

"I can take care of myself!" Brom cut across him firmly.

"As can we," added Legolas with agreement form Gimli. "Go!"

Eragon was reluctant still to leave his friends. "Eragon, you must go, if worst comes to worst and we must fight I can not protect you if you get in trouble and you can not protect yourself with your wrist in this state. None of us can be preoccupied with worrying about you while fighting!" Brom said purposefully.

Eragon finally gave in and mounted Saphira as she swooped down to the ground, with much difficulty did he scramble up onto her back no thanks to his wrist. She took off, leaving the others far below. Another horn sounded, this one far closer and the others crashed through the underbrush, pushing the horses to their limits. "Noro lim Loshîth, noro lim!" Legolas called to his horse inducing another bout of speed. The horns sounded again, even closer, and then they went silent for a time.

A horn suddenly sound again, this time far off in the distance. On the ground, Brom slowed his pace. Eragon followed him form the air. But Legolas did not slow down; he called to Brom over his shoulder to pick up his pace again with many protests form Gimli.

Suddenly a sharp blast came from an Urgal horn, directly below Saphira, Brom soon rode faster, catching up with Legolas and Gimli, pulling Cadoc along behind him. Urgals sped along their trail mounted on horses, swiftly catching up with Brom who could not hope to out run them.

'Saphira, we have to do something!' Eragon said frantically.

She did not answer him straight away but instead called mentally to Legolas. 'Urgals right behind, catching up! Brom can not out run them, help him!'

Legolas swerved on Loshîth, throwing Gimli to the ground with the force. Brom rode past him, grabbing the back of Gimli's cloak and him up behind him atop of Snowfire and passing Legolas who had drawn his bow and was now firing arrows rapidly like lightning at the group of Urgals which approached.

'Saphira! There are too many for Legolas to shoot, he'll run out of arrows soon! We have to do something!' Eragon yelled frenetically.

'Like what?' she replied.

'Land in front of the Urgals!' Eragon commanded.

'Are you completely crazy?' Saphira retorted.

'Just do it! I know what I'm doing; Legolas can't hold them back for much longer! If they get past him they'll get Brom for sure. Please just land when I tell you too!' Eragon pleaded.

'I just hope you know what you're doing!' Saphira replied. Eragon did not answer.

Saphira pulled ahead of the on coming Urgals while arrows flew through the air below her into the mist of the Urgals. She hovered above the trail, directly in their path. Eragon then reached for the magic, but did not use it yet. 'NOW!' Eragon called to Saphira and she dropped down right in between the on coming Urgals and Legolas.

"Eragon, what are you doing?" Legolas cried in dismay. He had dismounted Loshîth by now and sent him off to follow Snowfire and Cadoc.

The Urgals shouted in alarm and pulled their horses to an abrupt halt causing the animals to collide with each other, tangling themselves and their riders together. But the Urgals quickly untangled themselves to face Saphira with bared weapons. There were yet twelve of them left of the ones Legolas had shot down. They jeered at them as Legolas climbed up onto Saphira's back behind Eragon. The boy had expected the Urgals to flee before Saphira. He was shocked when the largest Urgal advanced and spat, "Our master wishes to speak with you human," its voice was rough and terrible. The foul creature glanced at Legolas. "And no doubt to that," it pointed at Legolas and bared its teeth. "Such a strange thing that it should travel with you."

"Do not listen to it, it is a trap," Legolas whispered softly in Eragon's ear.

Eragon nodded, but then he had a thought and said, "And who exactly is your master?"

Legolas rolled his eyes. Why did the boy not listen to him this day? Did not heed his advice? Then perhaps much could have been prevented.

"You do not deserve to be given the grace of hearing his name, he that rules sky and earth. Know this only; you are worth enough, lowly as you are to be brought to him alive. As for that, my master will no doubt be intrigued and so require an audience with it, but not enough so that he may be handed over in one piece," the Urgal's eyes flared with evil intention, but Legolas did not quail at the threat but stared back with hard impenetrable eyes. He would not let these creatures touch him or get anywhere near him unless it was impaled at the end of his knife.

"I will never go with you, and I don't care who your master may be, Shade, Urgal or something else!" Eragon shot back, anger and hate welling up inside him at the threat they had made directed towards Legolas. "So you can tell your master that crows can feast on his entrails for all I care!"

"Eragon!" Legolas hissed in a warning tone. But the Urgals were now filled with rage and rushed at Saphira, shouting threats and curses as they went. Legolas immediately leapt off of Saphira and pulled out his knife, cutting g down the first three Urgals with a thrust, twist and spin of is blade.

In the sudden confusion Eragon raised his right hand and cried into the night above the shouting of the Urgals, "Jierda!"

Saphira only just had time to sweep her wing forwards, knocking Legolas to the ground and sweeping him out of harms way as beams of light lanced from Eragon's hand, striking each of the Urgal's in the gut. They were all thrown to the ground and smashed into trees knocking each senseless.

Eragon suddenly fell forwards onto Saphira, he was drained of energy and only dimly aware of Legolas rushing to his side to stop him slipping off the dragon. He struggled to stay conscious. At the edge of his vision he saw one of the Urgals stagger to its feet, sword in hand. It crept up on Saphira while Legolas was tending to Eragon, coming up behind the Elf. "No!" Eragon just about mustered enough strength to cry out. As quick as a flash Legolas had whirled around and slashed violently at the Urgal that was about to attack them, blood splattered across Legolas' tunic and Saphira's side as the Urgal fell to the floor, dead.

Eragon was aware of hardly anything after that and he feared that he had gone beyond his limits concerning magic, it had been too much he thought to knock out nine Urgals all in one go.

He was vaguely aware of Legolas speaking to him in a language he could recognise but not understand. "Eragon,tolo dan nan galad! Heb lín hin edro! Dar an nin!" he was aware of nothing else. "Saphira, buio nin!" (Come back to the light! Keep you eyes open! Stay with me! Saphira, help me!)

A/N Yay! Another chapter all done. So please review and tell me what you all think! Next chapter should hopefully be up next weekend, that's how I hope to keep updates as regular as possible, update of a weekend!

Hmm, Eragon was been a bit stupid in that chapter wasn't he? Not listening to Legolas, ignorant little squirt!!!

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