WASSUP READER PEOPLES! Yes… I've officially gone insane. Anyway, no name change as of yet, but it's coming soon to a theater near you. Yeah. New chappie, what happens at Farthen Dur, 'kay?
Silverdragonargetlam: Me too! Dragons are SO awesome! Yes… Well, no one's mocked me… They must be scared. But, because I forgot toys, everyone gets a dragon plushie of ANY color! OMG I CAN'T WAIT EITHER!
Janika: 'Salright. I do that all the time. And yes, from Eragon, I was guessing it's random. I hope, anyway. But yeah. As for plagerism… I may end up changing that chapter. I myself am in an online weyr, actually, and my first candidate, a girl, Impressed a Green. The weyr I'm in, however, is canon, or whatever its called when there are other colors, and I currently have riders or weyrlings with a Green dragon, a Brown dragon, my lovely Jungle(a green camoflague), and a Purple, along with a candidate with an evil black fire lizard. DON'T NO ONE MESS WITH MY JUNGLE!
Ar1502599: I think I did…
Laer4572: Thanks! Yes, poor Jenny… Who knows, maybe Mark will turn good again.
FanFan Fan: Yes, I did. Did you read Dragon Kin? It was my first DRoP book, so I love those widdle watch-whers.
Farthen Dur
The mountains loomed before them, their sheer size dwarfing the dragons. Jenny sensed the awe in Pyron.
Not used to being small, huh? The red dragon snuffled, and Jenny giggled, the sound torn from her mouth by the rushing wind.
Saphira says the Varden stronghold is not far. We will see a dove sent by their messengers at any time. At that exact moment, a small feathered thing flew past Jenny, startling her.
Lets get going. It's cold. Jenny shook her head while pulling her coat closer. She wondered if the Varden would be suspicious of her, seeing as she had once resided in the same castle as Galbatorix and was kin with the first of his new Forsworn.
They'll love you, Pyron told her reassuringly.
Somehow I doubt that. Jenny shivered, although not from the cold.
The two dragons landed side by side next to a lake. Eragon and Murtagh dismounted, but Jenny preferred to stay on Pyron. Eragon walked up to a rock wall beside a waterfall, yelling, "Ai varden abr du Shur'tugalar gata vanta!" Although Jenny knew the meaning of the words, she didn't quite understand what they meant. The cliff side opened up, revealing a gaping hole. Only blackness could be seen inside. Eragon and Murtagh walked up to the doorway, Saphira a couple feet behind them, and Jenny and Pyron bringing up the rear. Out of no where, jumping out of the darkness, were half a dozen Urgals, armed to the teeth. Eragon shouted and attempted to draw Brom as Murtagh drew his weapon, but they were knocked out of their hands, then bashed over the head. In slow motion, Jenny saw Eragon fall, blood trickling over his temples. Her scream was deafened by Saphira's roar. Jenny jumped off Pyron quicker than either thought possible, as Saphira grabbed at the Urgal that had hurt Eragon, ripping it in half. Jenny shouted , "Garjzla!" A bolt of lightning shot from her hand she drew Yrelnth, only to find a red claw wrapped around her chest.
NO! A voice screamed in her head. I will not loose you! Jenny looked back into her dragon's yellow green eyes, seeing in them the fear for her safety. She turned back, only to see Saphira locked in magical bonds. Behind the Urgals were two bald men, identical tone another. Pyron glared and burst into the sky.
What are you doing! Jenny screamed. We can't leave them!
We must. We had no chance. Saphira said there were another fifty Urgals hiding in the darkness. Jenny blinked and sighed. Eragon and Saphira were captured, Eragon possibly dead, and she hadn't lifted a finger to stop it!
Stop berating yourself, came a firm voice. You did your best.
Eragon awoke, groaning. His head hurt something awful. The first thing he did was reach out to Saphira, but couldn't. He sat up, cursing. He'd been drugged, yet again. Looking around, he saw he was in a room similar to the one Murtagh had been in before; one door, no windows. There wasn't any furniture at all. Grunting, he got to his feet. He had some difficulty because his arms were tied behind his back. Brom was gone. Eragon remembered the sword being knocked from his hands. What now?
Just as he had wondered what would happen next, the door slowly opened, revealing one of the last people on earth he wanted to see.
Galbatorix.
BTW guys, I just started school, so these will be a bit slower, but not much more so than usual. I'll try not to leave you in suspence TOO long, but I need to update Chosen One. Strangely enough, I've only gotten reviews from a new reader on my last chapter. Who knows? R&R!