GAH! It's been so long since I updated. Don't kill me! Not that you would. I'm finally free of marching season, that is why I haven't updated. We're finally finished with all the yelling, and cussing, and sweating, and fainting. Yayness! And now I have time to relax and finish updating! So, here it is! P.S.: I don't own Eragon!

The water stopped. Rose turned around for the source of the screaming. It came from a familiar looking man. A man who had brown hair, brown eyes. She squinted her eyes. If the sun stopped glaring into her eyes she might be able to see who it was! As if someone in the heavens were listening to her, a cloud covered the sunlight. Rose's eyes widened. No! It can't be! She thought. "Eragon?" She whispered, unbelievingly. The man nodded. She looked to his side and saw... "Billy Bob?" She asked quietly. The Urgal also nodded. She stared at them two for a second, before fainting.

"Who are you?" The boy asked Eragon, going to his fallen sister's side. Eragon was already at the other side of Rose.

"Eragon. Who are you? And why were you spraying water all over her?" Eragon demanded, looking up at the boy.

"I'm not allowed to talk to strangers!" The little boy cried, kicking Eragon in the shin. Eragon grabbed his shin and snarled at the boy.

"Why you..." Eragon began to curse.

"Slay! Slay! Help!" The boy shouted loudly. Eragon raised an eyebrow at the boy. Suddenly, a large shadow covered him up. Eragon glanced up and whimpered. A large black dragon hovered above them, with large red eyes and yellow fangs dripping with saliva. Scars covered the body of the dragon, which landed near Danny. The dragon roared ferociously, shaking the trees near them. A deep rumbling came deep within its stomach. The dragon raised up its head up high. Eragon gasped.

Rose suddenly stood up, in front of Eragon. "Slay, no! Don't hurt him! Stop!" Rose cried out, holding her hands up. The black dragon eyed her and threw his head away, spurting out black flames. Smoke curled out from its nostrils and mouth.

That was close, Red. Your little brother called me, sounding as if he was being murdered. Who is that man? The dragon said in a booming voice. The voice shook Rose's mind just hearing it.

None of your business, Slay. Rose snapped, annoyed by the dragon's questions. Personally, she never liked the dragon.

Its beady little red eyes narrowed. Watch your lazy tongue, Red! I expect you to be on time today. And get out of those clothes, Red. They are inappropriate. Slay said. Rose raised an eyebrow.

You can't tell me what to do! Or what to wear. And you don't have any room to talk. At least I can wear something. Rose told the dragon.

Silence your fowl mouth, Red! You do what I say. Or... would you rather be naked? Think about. Slay hissed, before flying up and away in to the sky. Rose watched for anymore sign of him, before turning back to Eragon and Danny.

"How did you get here?" Rose said, breaking the silence. Eragon looked back at her.

"I don't know understand what is going on! A couple of months ago, I was the only dragon rider other than Galbatriox. Then, you came along. Then you died. Now, I find that you are alive and there is more dragon riders! Wait. Am I dead?" Eragon asked, pointing to his chest.

"Come on inside with me, Eragon. I'll tell you all that you need to know. After I changed, take a shower, and we grab something to eat." Rose said, grabbing Billy Bob's and Eragon's hand and leading them in side. Danny followed them silently.

Taz swooped up, wondering what time it was. He was never good at guessing with the sun position. He failed horribly on that with Slay. He hummed a little tune from one of Danny's many cartoon shows. Suddenly, a flash of sparkling sapphires caught the corner of his eyes. Only one dragon could ever look that pretty. But, she was suppose to be dead now. He turned his neck and gasped. Saphira was flying next to him, staring at him hard. Tazrin, is that you? Saphira asked him, disbelievingly. Taz went to answer but hit the side of a gargoyle on a building. He did a unexpected crash landing on top of the building, flattening a air vent. Saphira landed delicately on the building.

I'm okay! Yes, I'm Tazrin. I don't understand this! If you are Saphira, Eragon's dragon then you're suppose to be dead! He said, getting up and wiping himself off with his tail.

Dead? You died. Not us. Saphira snapped, wondering if she was becoming delusional. Tazrin sighed.

My dear, old dragon. (Saphira snorted disapprovingly) Welcome to the Future of Alagaesia. Tazrin announced.

Does that mean, when we found you... you had been transported to the past? Saphira asked. She watched Taz nod. There was no way. If Elves couldn't find a way to see into the future. There was no way to go to the future and to the past. But then, what would explain all these things that did the weirdest but most spectacular things? Saphira swallowed hard. Then Saphira shook her massive head. There was no way that her, Eragon, and Billy Bob had been transported to the future. Could there?

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