Author Note- a quick thank you to Silva trees for helping me think of names! You finally helped me find one that fits perfectly! Its origin is unknown, but it means Friend of Elves! How cool is that! The name is Elvina! Warning- I don't know what Faolin looks like…so no flames! Anywho…on with the story!

Disclaimer-I don't own anything but my own ideas and Elvina!

Eragon pulled apart from his mother. She was crying and Eragon was, however hard he tried to deny it, near himself.

"Eragon I was wondering…have you…h-have you-" But Selena never got to finish her sentence. She had wanted to know if Eragon had met Murtagh yet, if he knew that he had a brother.

"Hey Eragon!" Selena, Eragon and Saphira turned to see Murtagh awake and walking to Eragon waving a hand in the air. He looked fine now. Thorn walked right behind him, looking like he could burst with happiness. Sure it was hard to tell what Dragon's moods were, but when you have your own for a couple of years…you can tell.

Well that answers that question. She looked over her eldest son. He had grown considerably. But that was to be expected since she hadn't seen him in a little over twenty years. Had it really been that long? Holy crap life went by fast!

Murtagh walked up to Eragon and hugged him.

"Are you feeling better Murtagh? I thought that that spell would have had you out for a least a day or so."

"Naw. I'm fine-" Murtagh had turned because of the presence of someone else. He figured that it would be Roran or someone like that. Instead he found his mother.

"Hello Murtagh." Selena walked up to her shocked son and hugged him like she wouldn't let go. "I missed you so much!"

"You have no idea mom."

Selena looked form one son to the other. She could see the resemblance. How she loved her sons! Even though she had only known Eragon for about an hour, and hadn't seen Murtagh in over twenty years, didn't mean that her love for them had died.

"Murtagh, Eragon. Who are your beautiful Dragons? I over heard that your name was Saphira." Saphira nodded her head.

That it is, Eragon's mother.

Please, call me Selena.

You do not seem shocked that I speak to you this way…why?

Because my husband, Morzan, was a Dragon Rider. I loved to talk to his Dragon. Morzan started out as a great man, and still is. He's just very gullible. So Galbatorix was able to easily persuade him to work for him. I feel that if he were to see what evil Galbatorix did, he would change his mind.

Saphira and Selena's conversation had been projected to all. So Eragon was able to see hear why his mother was still loyal to her husband. Murtagh wasn't shocked by what his mother had said. Sure his father had hurt him. And yes, he still was angry at him…but he wouldn't kill him.

Just then Eragon and Murtagh started. They looked to the east gate. There was a Dragon and a Rider walking towards them. Selena looked that way. She could make out that there was something there, but was unable to see what or who it was.

"What's going-"?

Shh…Eragon didn't want this man to hear what he had to say. Lets hope that you were saying about dad was true mother. Because here he comes.

"I don't believe it…I mean I do…I mean...I-"

"Shh. Arya…I missed you so much. I'm sorry that I couldn't save you that day-"

"No. I should have known that he would be there. Besides, Eragon saved me before they were able to take me to Galbatorix."

"What!"

"Oh, well…" Arya went on to tell Fäolin all about what had happened after he had died. Fäolin was surprised about how much Eragon had accomplished for being only seventeen, and human. But from what Arya had told him, Eragon had changed to almost all elf. He would have to see this young man.

Fäolin walked up to Arya. He and Arya had shared some feelings to each other before, but like Eragon, Fäolin had more feelings then he was letting on.

Arya had never loved anyone before Fäolin. Sure they had told each other that they like each other, but never love. However…Arya was pretty sure, no. She was positive that she loved him. Every time she heard his name, saw him, talked to him, thought of him, or held his hand, her heart would skip a beat and her hands would get clammy. Her stomach would start to do flips and her head would start to spin. She was so sure that she loved him. But did he love her like she did him? She didn't know, but she wasn't going to let time pass them away like she did last time. You never knew when you last day would be.

Fäolin walked up to Arya till they were so close they could touch theirs noses together with the slightest movement from either of them.

"Arya I…I…"

"Fäolin. After you died I was so alone…I didn't know what to do…I knew that I liked you…but now I know that…I think that I-no I know that I…"

However Fäolin never let her finish her sentence. He came pressed his lips onto hers. Just a soft graze against hers. Like asking if she was having the same feeling towards him that he had for her. He was slightly surprised to feel Arya kiss him back, but no nearly as soft. Her kiss was filled with the fiery passion that they both felt, but were afraid to show. Her hands went around his neck as his went around her waist.

Arya eventually broke the kiss off. She hugged him as hard as she could. She was never going to let him go…not this time…they were meant for each other, and she knew it.

Fäolin was having the same thoughts as she was…he decided to bring Arya with him to be his mate…for life. It was a rare thing to have a mate for life…but Fäolin didn't think that he could let Arya go.

As they walked to her tent, her arms in front of her and his arm around his waist, Arya prayed that Eragon could find the one…the one that he was destined for. God knew how much he deserved it.

Eragon and Murtagh sent Saphira and Thorn into the sky. They wanted them to leave them to deal with this alone, but if it need be they would come down and help them.

"Mother…did you ever tell Morzan that you had me?" Eragon barely whispered. It was hard for Selena to make out…but she understood him. She looked at her sons. Murtagh looked like her was trying to control an anger that ran deep with in. Truthfully he looked like he was counting to ten, trying not the knock something out. Eragon, however, was a different story. He had never known his father, therefore he could have no personal anger like Murtagh…but he knew what Morzan had done, and that was almost as bad.

"No my son…I did not." Eragon grunted. His face showed no emotion, but his eyes showed a sort of resentment…? She wasn't sure what she saw…but she sure didn't want to be on the receiving end of a blow from him right now.

As Morzan came closer Eragon and Murtagh visibly tensed. Murtagh was flexing his fists at his side, while Eragon fiddled with the pommel of his sword, Yawë.

Then the moment of truth. Morzan reached them. It was obvious that Morzan recognized Selena. It took him a minute…but then he also recognized his grown son.

Murtagh had a stone set face as he looked at his father. He hated this man…but if he had changed, or if he did, then he could forgive him…maybe.

Eragon on the other hand was nervous. What if he didn't change? What if he tried to start another uproar like Galbatorix? He didn't think that he could live through another one. But Eragon didn't show his concern.

"Hello Selena, Murtagh. It's been a along time."

"Yes it has my husband."

Murtagh grunted. Morzan looked at his son with disgust.

"Well looks like you turned out like I thought you would…useless. Look at you. Bearing my sword, and yet you aren't even a Rider. Hahaha. I bet you wouldn't stand a minute against me in battle! That goes for you too!" At this he turned an accusing finger to Eragon. "You also carry a pretty sword! I bet I could take you both on at the same time! But before I do…I need to know your name boy."

"I am not boy. I am a man and my name is Eragon."

"Hmm."

What no one knew at this present time was that Varel, the King of the Dragon Riders, was watching this, wondering what Morzan was doing. He knew that Murtagh was Morzan's son. He looked in prime condition. He tried to get into his mind, but was blocked with a steal barrier. Hmm…interesting…Morzan must have taught him that.

He then decided to try out the other one. He was a strange one. He looked elf at first glance, but to the trained eye, he was really human. He looked like a human Dragon Rider gone extreme.

He decided to try to get into his mind as well. When he went into his mind…he was met with nothing…strange…he doesn't even know how to block his mind…Suddenly he was attacked by s sharp dagger. When he was finished being attacked he went on the offensive. But was met by one of the strongest barriers he had ever seen…it was so strong that he didn't think that Galbatorix himself could get through it. It would be interesting to see him go against Morzan.

Eragon decided to go against Morzan first.

"So…who goes first?" Morzan backed up and stood next to his deep green Dragon. It was obliviously a male Dragon…and he seemed nice compared to his Rider.

"I will." Eragon stated.

"Please no! I don't want anymore fighting! And you must be exhausted!" Selena said.

"I am not tired anymore…and I wish to test his powers. He knows nothing about me…"

"Your right I don't. So lets make a deal. I win, you tell me who you are and all of that jazz…you win, and I'll tell you about me."

"I already know all about you from my mother and brother," Eragon left out who they were. "But I accept none the less."

"Humph. Lets go then."

"Fine…but you might as well know that I am not mere human. I am a Dragon Rider." At this Saphira came down from the sky and stood next to Eragon.

"Well…that should just make this all the more interesting…"

Eragon took out his sword and blocked it. Morzan did the same. Eragon rested his sword at his side, a sort of mocking manner. He was hoping that he would make the first move. Eragon got his wish. Morzan seemed enraged by the fact that Eragon rested his sword so.

But before Eragon or Morzan could move someone rushed at Eragon. Eragon parried to blow but was bewildered at how could come that fast without him knowing…but then it downed on him. Arya.

"Eragon, I know that you were about to fight your father…but I was passing by…and I felt the need to fight you one last time before you leave for the desert."

"Of course Arya…I would be glad to fight you."

Fäolin and Arya had been walking around enjoying each other's company when Arya had told him to watch, she then ran full speed at two Riders facing off.

Fäolin was amazed. So this was Eragon. He did look different. And by the look on Morzan's face, he hadn't known that Eragon was his son. Fäolin chuckled to himself.

He was, though, was interested in how this would turn out. Arya was the best-known elf fighter. Fäolin being second. He wanted to know if Eragon could beat Arya.

Varel came up to Fäolin. He had met him once before. They had gotten along well. They nodded at each other, a sing of noticing each other.

They watched as Eragon and Arya went full out. Both watching in excitement at watching this new Dragon Rider going against the best elf fighter. While watching, Fäolin filled Varel in about Eragon and who he was.

After about a half an hour, the fight started to close. Arya was not tiring and neither was Eragon, but they wanted it over with.

Eragon did a complicated move that neither Fäolin nor Varel knew, in the end they watched in amazement Arya was defeated by this Rider.

They chuckled at the look on Morzan and Selena's face. Fäolin and Arya then left promptly.

Eragon then decided that it was time…he needed time to think. And there was no better time then now. The Varden was safe, Galbatorix was defeated, He had met his family, and he was tired. Saphira was anxious to go, and he wanted to please her. So he turned to his mother.

"Mother, Murtagh, " He then turned to Morzan. "Father, I am leaving. I will be back later. Though I know not when. Murtagh, please say good bye to Roran and Garrow for me. If anyone wants to know where I am, then tell them to contact me, visa mentally."

Murtagh knew that Eragon needed this vacation, so he nodded. "I will see you later brother."

Then, before Selena or Morzan could object, he hopped on Saphira and flew out to the Hadarac Desert.

As Eragon flew he thought about Arya. While fighting her, she had explained about who Fäolin was, and that he and she were now mates.

And as he looked at the suns rays bouncing off the approaching desert, he knew his thoughts about that. Sure he had chased after he for who knew how long, but she was right. They couldn't be together. And deep down…he knew that he had known this for sometime. But that didn't mean that he wasn't happy about it. He was still sad about it…but he would get over it.

Right now though…he needed some alone time to think things over…So with one last glance towards Surda…he smiled and urged Saphira to go towards the desert, knowing that he would be back soon…

Author Note- okay, so here's this chapter. I PROMISE that my character will come up in the next chapter! I just felt that this chapter was needed. Sorry if it didn't make much sense. But of well! See you next time! Please R&R!