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Once upon a time in Alagaësia, there was a dragon with lots of shiny scales. Every million years, one shiny scale would fall out. After all the shiny scales fell out, we still did not own any of Eragon or the Guardians of Time characters.

A/N- Hi people, thanks for the reviews! We are finally near the meeting of Eragon and G.O.T! Hope you like it! Please review

Eragon's P.O.V

I ran to the one person I knew had the wisest answers to my questions- Oromis

I stood in front of his home. Hastily, straitening my tunic, I stepped into his humble abode.

"Eragon" said the elf, his face open and warm. "I was expecting to see you again"

He peered into my face as I lowered my eyes.

"A dilemma…" he concluded.

The man never failed to amaze me. Saphira was right…… again.

I was a bit unsure as to what I was going to say. Should I tell him about what I had in my mind?

"Eragon……" Oromis said again.

I paused for a minute, trying to pick the right words.

"You are right once again. My predicament involves two people very close to my heart" I related the entire thing to him, my teacher, the only person who could help me.

After he had heard all I had to say, he sat in deep thought.

"Which do you think is more vital, Eragon?" said Oromis calmly. His voice emanating waves of reassurance.

"While Katrina might mean a lot to Roran, the kingdom means life to everyone"

"The true answer lies within you" and with that Oromis went into deep meditation.

As I walked away from Oromis's home, Arya walked towards me, her stride long and graceful, just as I remembered I haven't seen her in so long……

She comes up to me carrying an enormous white bundle.

She said curtly "the Queen ordered me to give this to you" she gave me the bundle and walked away.

I unwrapped the bundled, and stared in wonder……a sword…… my own sword. Its hilt was silver with a gem the color of Saphira's scales, the blade long and thin. I waved it around, it cut through the air like a dragon does through the sky. It was alight as a feather. Its blue blade catches the rays of the sun in azure glory.

Words were engraved on the blade in the ancient language I read "The wielder of this sword shall achieve greatness"

I wrap it up in the white cloth and raced to the tree where Saphira should be waiting for me.

As soon as I reached Saphira asked me "Have you made your decision?"

"Oh" I say "I had forgotten about that after Arya gave me this"

I pulled the sword out of its cover. Saphira came closer for a better look and asked "What is its name?"

"I don't know" I replied "I never bothered to look" I look at the end of the hilt and see the name in the ancient language "Victory" Saphira asks once more in an agitated voice " Now tell me what conclusion you have reached?"

"I think even though Katrina is precious to Roran, the kingdom and the life of its people means more"

"When do we leave?" Saphira asked.

"Tonight, we leave tonight"

And just as he announced his decision, a bright blue light flashed in front of him reveling a sight that made him grasp for his new sword.