I still do not own Eragon or any of the characters. All I own is Elita and a couple more ideas in this story. And... this story is not going directly from Eragon...because a servant from the Queen comes from Ellesmere.

Chapter Thirteen

She woke up quickly, her eyes wide and body tensed. She sat up and glanced towards Eragon's bed, to find it empty. Saphira nor Eragon was in the cave. She gasped in horror and picked herself up, running out of the room. As she made it down to the circular room, she saw a short, old man walking around. He raised an eyebrow at her and walked to her. "Who are you?" He asked, surveying her.

"Elita, sir. Can you tell me where Master Eragon and Saphira went too?" She asked him back. He scratched his head thoughtfully.

"I don't know. Maybe in the kitchens?" He said. Elita thanked him and began running to the kitchens. Five halls later, she realized that she did not know where the kitchens were. She walked slowly, trying to recognize something from her previous walk with Eragon yesterday, but she was too busy thinking about how the Twins did not ask her anything from Master Flanders. Soon, she heard Ayra's voice. She walked to her and opened the large door with difficulty.

She was back in the circular room, except Ajihad, Ayra, Eragon, Saphira, and someone else were in there. Everyone turned to the door as it opened slowly. Elita closed it then ran to Eragon, apologizing profusely. "Its okay, Elita. Shhh..now." Eragon said, placing his finger to his lips. Elita gave him one more apology before turning to the newcomer. He looked familiar. He started talking, introducing himself as Liadan.

Elita raised her eyebrows and concentrated on him. Hmmm...he looks familiar. Where have I seen him before? Elita wondered to herself, tapping her chin with her finger. Suddenly, her eyes clouded over and pictures of the elf, James, appeared in her mind. She blinked, everything going back to normal and looked up at the stranger. He looked exactly as the man did, but he said his name was Liadan. What is up with this? Is this the guy or not? I wonder..., she thought.

Liadan is James. A voice spoke. She looked around but she couldn't figure out who said that. She turned to the guy, who was talking to Ayra in some strange language.

"Hey! I have something to give to you! Let me go get it. You stay right there." She said, turning and running to the door. Liadan, Ayra, Eragon, and Ajihad exchanged glances. She raced to the cave and grabbed her pack, before running back down. She wasn't out of breath. She sometimes had to chase Lamboni if he got away. When the dragons were still let outside, their wings were cut so they could not fly. But, it would grow back in time, which meant it had to be cut again.

She arrived back at the circular room, closing the door, and running to the group. Liadan watched the girl with confusion as she opened her pack, rummaging around in it. "Here it is. I am suppose to give you this. Here you go." She said, pulling out the purple egg and placing it in Liadan's hands. Gasps were heard around and Elita glanced around at them. They all stared wide eyed at the egg in Liadan's hands. Eragon turned his gaze to Elita and grabbed her arms, pulling him to her.

"Where did you get that?" He whispered, his eyes searching hers. Elita's heart began to race. Had she done something wrong? Did she give it to the wrong person?

"I was given that." She said innocently. The others stared at her with confusion, awe, or bewildered.

"Who gave that too you? Do you know what that is?" He asked her.

"Yes, I know what it is. Its a dragon egg." She answered.

"Who gave that too you, Elita. We need to know." Eragon said, his voice rising a bit.

She looked at him. Head and heart were beating furiously and she didn't know what to do. Obey her master and break her promise to Lamboni? Or keep her promise and disobey her master? Her throat went dry and her eyes began to sting. "I...I...I...was told not to tell." She whispered hoarsely, tears beginning to slide down her cheeks.

"Wrong answer." Ajihad suddenly said, his brows knitted together. "I want her probed. I don't care how long it takes. We need to know where and who and why this was given to her." He said firmly. The Twins came out, wearing their sickly orange robes came in, smiling with glee.

They went to her and touched her temples. "Are you sure about this? If I demand her to tell me, she might do it." Eragon said, taking a glance at the girl. He didn't want her hurt or scared. Aijhad shook his head and watched.

As the twins began to close their eyes, Elita narrowed hers. "No." She whispered.

Meanwhile...

Drake watched as the twins touched her temples. He snarled and stood up, overturning the chair. Shoney, Ziarre, Horus, Nox turned to him, surprised. "If they try to hard, they'll kill her! She needs to stay alive. You know why." He said angrily.

"Wait, look." Ziarre said, pointing to the looking glass. Drake turned and watched as Elita narrowed her eyes and said 'No.' "I think she can handle it on her own. Remember, soon, she'll have to do it all on her own. Her job isn't easy...either is her fate. We've been protecting her all these years, for years of hardship come soon. Trouble finds her. But Kaelin will help her out. Soon, the others will too. After she takes her rightful place." She said calmly.

Drake breathed hard then settled down. He sat down on the couch. "Yes, you're right. Soon enough, we'll be able to see her." He said, his eyes shiny with unshed tears.

Back to the present...

As the Twins' mind joined in together, to penetrate her mind, something happened. A force so strong, stronger than any elf they had met, pushed them away from Elita. They slid across the floor, looking at Elita with horror. One of her eyes were slitted, like a dragon's, while the other was normal. Fire was burning in her eyes and her hair was flying around head like a halo. One of the Twins quickly reached for his magic, ready to blast the girl, when suddenly he felt empty. Like all his power had been taken from him.

"No. You will not penetrate my mind. No, no, no!" She said, making the Twins slid to the wall. Something was clasped around their necks, making the Twins gasped for air.

"Elita! Stop it!" Eragon yelled, raising his hand. She turned to him and he too was blasted to the other wall, some unknown thing around his neck. She glanced at Ayra, Liadan, and Ajihad. They too went sliding to the wall. Saphira roared loudly, blue fire coming out of her mouth. Saphira had no intention of scorching the girl, but only to frighten her. Elita's eyes narrowed and Saphira bellowed with pain. Saphira collapsed to the ground, writhing. Pounding could be heard from the large doors, which were magically closed at the time. She breath heavily and her slitted eye turned normal.

Air rushed in to everyone's lungs and they gasped. Elita's eyes widened. Fear and horror went through her body, as her heart beat faster, knowing what was going to happen. She would probably be put to death. She closed her eyes shakily, her whole body trembling. She fell on the ground, shaking. What had she done?

And I'm going to leave you with that. I gave you a little clue to who exactly is Elita. Can you find it? If you can't... review and find out.