Hiya—(gets hit in the head with a tomato) I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a while!—(dodges more tomatoes) Stop it! I said I was sorry! (jumps out of the way of a more constant stream of tomatoes) AHHHHH! I'm really sorry! I was camping for a month! (shouts of, "You should have told us!" emerge from the source of tomatoes) I know, but I forgot! And then my internet broke! (the firing tomatoes slow a bit and decrease in number) Okay, I deserve this, but PLEASE STOP! (the air clears of the red missiles) Good. I'll start the chapter now, AND I shall make the sixth chapter as soon as I can!
An army of water pounded on Talim's head. She sat up from her horizontal position and looked around. She had made a little makeshift hut for her little dragon then probably collapsed on the ground. The sky was black and Talim had to feel around to find the hut. She touched a stick and snaked her hand into the shelter, finally feeling the telltale warmth of a baby dragon's underside. Talim exhaled, this dragon was a lot of work. Ignoring the rain soaking into her skin and chilling her heart, Talim laid back down and fell asleep.
The sun woke Talim and she decided to look for shelter. She wandered around the woods for a while, (but not before tying the dragon on a long leash to a tree near its hut,) until she came upon an old shack. Talim then spent the rest of the day fixing it so she would be able to live there for a few days. Her decision was to stay away from the town for as long as she could so she could be assured that the king would have left by then. After that, Talim had no clue what she'd do.
Once the shack was reasonably fixed, Talim traced her foot prints back to the black dragon and carried it in her arms back to the shack. There Talim fed it some more meet strips, (she noticed that it ate almost double what it ate the first time,) and talked to it about her life. She expressed her anger at King Galbatorix (Talim would NEVER call him father again) and her happiness of finding a true friend (the dragon). Talim explained what they would be doing for the next week or two, and added, "You'll be staying in your hut, of course, you need to learn to fend for yourself like any animal."
That night Talim's heart broke, the little dragon kept on wanting to go with her, but she kept on pushing it away. Finally, Talim was almost about to give in when she remembered the mind connection. She closed her eyes and poked around for the dragon's presence. She found it lying just bellow the surface, and concentrated hard to uncover it more. Eventually Talim felt that she would be able to communicate with the dragon and pressed the single thought, "Stay here," into the dragon's skull so hard that she wouldn't have been surprised if the dragon could actually feel it. A soft acknowledgement arose from the dragon and Talim made her way back to the shack alone.
One week passed, Talim and her dragon lived on whatever game she caught. (There was a bow and a few arrows in the shack.) The dragon had been growing rapidly, and Talim couldn't be prouder. Talim's schedule was so nice, she didn't have to work or do anything that she didn't want to. Naturally, Talim spent all her time with the dragon, but she realized that it would become dependant on her. Talim hated to stop talking and bonding with her dragon, but she had to cut down the time that she spent with it.
For the next two weeks, Talim spent half her day with the dragon, and then the other half training. Talim practiced everything, the ancient language, ("Skulblaka, dragon; nevio, black; nevio skulblaka, black dragon.") sword fighting, (Talim danced in the clearing, moving her blade in sporadic movements. "Ok," she thought aloud, "Now its time to perfect one of those moves." She copied a part of it in which her fake enemy thought she was going to trip him, but instead she knocked the sword out of his hands.) and anything she could think of that might be a useful skill for a dragon rider to possess.
Finally came the question: What to do next? Talim still had no idea what she was supposed to do as a dragon rider and the only person she knew who could ever teach her would be Galbatorix, and Talim would rather die than go back to him. There were no other dragon riders... wait a second! There was the new one that her fa- Galbatorix, was talking about! Talim had no idea who he-or she was, not even the person's name. It seemed useless to try and find him...her, the only person who'd know where the other rider was would be Galbatorix. It was then Talim realized that she would have to go back to that evil man's castle and spy on him.
They left the next day. Talim would be walking there alongside her dragon. She had made it once, why couldn't she do it again. Before Talim left she stole into the town and bought the first pair of gloves she could find. Talim slipped them on and ran to meet up with the dragon at the edge of the town.
It took Talim a day and a half to reach the edge of the castle. She had hid her dragon in a cave in a nearby forest; she would never forgive herself if anything happened to it. Talim crept towards the castle and saw the two guards at the gate. Suddenly a thought occurred to her, they probably didn't even know that she had left. Talim straightened up and walked purposefully through the gates and didn't even look at the guards. They said nothing. Talim smiled to herself, and ducked around the next corner.
For the rest of the day Talim slinked around the castle, looking for Galbatorix. She had hoped that he would say the rider's name to someone and where they were currently. Unfortunately Talim seemed to have no such luck. She had just decided to hide out in the garden when she came upon Galbatorix talking to Durza. Talim quickly darted out of sight and hid behind a rock wall.
"So our young rider Eragon is heading east?" Galbatorix asked. The shade nodded.
"I fear he has decided to join the Varden, we must destroy him before he has the chance," Durza said, anger rushing through his voice.
The king glared at him, "You're just mad at him because he escaped from your clutches, and with the elf!" The shade's maroon eyes narrowed, and he ignored the last comment.
"We are still training the new dragon rider, it's good that the last egg hatched for someone on our side," Durza spoke at almost a yell, trying to suppress his anger.
"Shhh...!" Galbatorix glared at the shade, "My daughter is snooping about in the castle." Talim's eyes widened, he knew she was there? Then she must get out of the castle as soon as she could.
Durza looked surprised, "So she came back?" Galbatorix nodded. "And the egg..?"
"She does not have it in her possession, it may have hatched for someone else, or maybe she hid it somewhere," Galbatorix said, obvious disappointment in his voice. Talim gaped; they still thought that the egg didn't hatch for her! She let out a sigh of relief and leaned against the rock wall. Now came the task of sneaking out. She started to look around for possible escape routes when the wall gave way just as Galbatorix finished saying, "...the next time she is spotted she will be held prisoner."
Talim gasped and ran for a door; unfortunately Galbatorix held up his hand and yelled, "Jierda!" (A/n: Stop.) She tugged and flexed her muscles, but Talim couldn't move at all. A soft and almost purring, "Meote," (A/n: Sleep.) came from behind her as the world went black.
This chapter was dedicated to city pigeon and sakura13!
city pigeon: thanks! Ya, you're right, I should have just dressed her in pants... lol, I do stupid things when I try to be descriptive.
I'm not sure if u would even remember that u signed it as "..." but I will still thank you for your compliment! THANKS!
Silverdragonsaphira: thanks! Unfortunately, I didn't update soon... grrr, a series of unfortunate events (parents and overheating the Switch) turned into me going away for a month and me loosing internet for another week after that.
Silverdragonargetlam: Thanks! Ok, as for why Talim didn't use the mind connection, two reasons: 1) The connection is pretty weak for the first week or so, Eragon had trouble just to get Saphira to stay in her hut. And 2) She didn't really remember it, Galbatorix had no reason to teach Talim anything about dragons, the egg didn't hatch for her... so he thought. The necklace... well, you're supposed to be confused, I can tell you that it is magic, that it helps Talim, and that it is elfin. Hope that helps!
Mistress of eternal night: Thanks! Well, your question was answered in this chapter, so I guess I don't have to answer it. I think this chapter was longer, but idk, I'm not very good at writing things without breaks in between.
Cheyenne: Yes ma'am! Lol. I suspect the reason u wish me to write more is because you like my writing so I'll also say Thanks!
16.5.14.20.15.: I was trying to get Talim captured, but it never sounded right, I think even this time it still doesn't sound right, but it's the best one so far...
Sakura13: Thanks! I've always pictured Galbatorix as someone who no one can stand once they know the real him... I think that Talim might still have some feelings of love toward him buried deep within her, but they won't show up for a while... I don't think I want to have Talim and Eragon have feelings for each other, because that would just be weird, and plus, Eragon has Ayra. I see what you mean, that it would be funny, but I think that they will feel like brother and sister more. Galbatorix could be Eragon's father, of Eragon could have another father and they would be half siblings. I like the sound of that, but anything is possible. Thanks for the help with the clothing! I'll change it in a few hours, my mother is starting to give me things to do. Bye!
Evil shall giggle: Great name btw! Thanks, and I've tried to decrease my Talims, I keep on repeating her name for fear that someone will get confused. Bye!