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Yah! Thanks a lot Assasa! I'm so happy for all the nice reviews!

I've decided to change the story line a little. First, in the summery it says that Eragon and Murtaug meet a girl; well I'm changing it. They will meet a boy instead. Okay? The summery will match the story soon!

I'm thinking about writing an Avatar the last Air bender fic. I finally wrote my first Prince of Tennis fic. So if you're a P.O.T. fan, check it out.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Eragon!

Roran was awoken by a soft voice calling into his ear.

"Roran…Roran wake up!"

The voice grew slightly louder, and a little harsher.

"I bet you wouldn't wake up if I hit you with this cooking pan, am I right?"

"I'm awake, I'm awake." He grumbled, pushing himself into a sitting position.

"Well, you don't look like it." Said Ajin, putting her hands on her hips.

Roran looked around camp. The fire was burned out, and everything was packed away. There was nothing to indicate that they were there at all.

"Are we leaving already," he asked, rubbing his eyes.

Ajin didn't reply, only continued to cover their tracks.

After rolling up his blanket, he pulled out some bread and cheese and wolfed down a quick breakfast.

"When we get to the Varden," began Roran, "I need to do something."

"Wow, very specific."

"This is hard for me you know." He snapped.

"Fine, you have a story? Lets hear it."

Roran just didn't understand this girl. First she is a complete jerk then she's slightly compassionate, then she's a jerk all over again.

He sighed slightly, and then began to tell her about Katrina.

When he got to the part where the Ra'zac cut Katrina's shoulder, Ajin's dark eyes, showed a flicker of sadness.

"I'm sorry," she said softly. "I don't think your…girl…is going to make it."

"Don't you ever say that. She will be just fine." Whispered Roran through gritted teeth.

Ajin shook her head sadly.

"Roran, face it-" began Ajin, but was stopped when Roran pulled a small dagger out of his boot, and through it right at her.

Ajin caught it in-between two fingers, and tossed it aside.

"I advise you not do that again, or I will get very angry." Sighed Ajin, "Now if you will listen to me. What the Ra'zac put on their blade, it's a very rare poison. I am not familiar with the name-"

"Vìncic." Said Roran quietly.

"Right. I happen to know that Vìncic is classified as a prompt poison. That means that as soon as it enters the blood system, it takes effect."

"What exactly does it do?" asked Roran, dreading the answer.

"Your weird, you know that right." Asked Ajin, tucking her knees into her stomach.

Roran snorted, "I'm weird?"

"Yes, you were the one who intentionally threw a dagger at my face, and now your asking me questions, like it never happened."

Roran sighed. "I'm sorry. Its just Katrina is the only family I have left."

"You have Eragon you know." Commented Ajin, tilting her head slightly.

Roran was surprised by the sudden mention of his cousin.

"Please," began Roran, "Do not speak his name in front of me."

"Roran, this isn't a quest for revenge. He didn't do anything."

"Says you." Muttered Roran.

"Fine, let us drop this subject, you're going to have to face him someday…"

"And when I do-"

Ajin shook her head, "Roran please."

Roran turned to look at her. There was something in her voice, could it be, distress?

"Roran, promise, promise that you will not fight Eragon. I'm sure that he does not want to hurt you, but if forced to, I'm afraid he might. He's grown since he left you."

Roran glared at the ground. After a while he nodded.

"I need to save Katrina. Then I will 'worry' about Eragon." Said Roran, tears pricking the back of his eyes.

This girl means a lot to him, thought Ajin.

"Don't worry, she will be fine." Said Ajin, wrapping her arms around Roran's shoulder.

Roran looked at her, and smiled weakly.

"Thank you."

"No problem." Replied Ajin, standing up cheerfully, "Now, let's get out of here."

Roran nodded, and walked over to Bryer. Mounting him, he looked down at Ajin.

"Were is your horse?" he asked.

Ajin tapped her lower lip with her finger.

"I…don't know." She said.

Shrugging, she whistled loudly.

"There you are!" she said happily as a white horse galloped into the clearing."

"What's her name?"

"His name" said Ajin, with slight emphasis on his, "is Kert."

"Kert?"

"Yes, Kert. He and Bryer can be friends."

"Eh, how did you know Bryer's name?" asked Roran.

Ajin laughed, and pointed to her head. "Brain power. Now lets go."

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Well, that all for this chapter.

Kelsey: dude, they have been in that clearing for like…3 chapters.

Dreamer: Fine, well they are out now, happy?

Kelsey: possibly.

Sorry that this was so late. I have been busy trying to read every Prince of Tennis Fan fiction I could find. Anyone seen any good Eiji fics?

Kelsey: hey I know one.

Dreamer: you do?

Kelsey: yah, its called get a life!

Dreamer: Hey, I do. I just strategically choose to ignore it.

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