Chapter 2
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This story is edited by Jessie a.k.a. Dark Princesses, the stalked part of Dark Princesses anyway. Jessie is the one who comes up with the sometimes brilliant but mostly insane parts while I come up wit the ingenious parts and plots. She got tired of doing it and was starting to feel underappreciated. Actually, she got mad at me for not mentioning that she basically reads and edits all my stories before I post them.
Story Starts . . . Now:
Jessie's POV
"You told me you couldn't talk to the dragon," Galbatorix hissed and slapped me again. "You little liar."
I glared at him. Ignoring the throb in my face. It didn't matter anymore, he knew and it would only be a short time before he found out I could use magic. Anyway, I'd had enough of him trying to control me.
He raised his hand to hit me again, and for the first time in years, I reacted.
"Bringsar!" I yelled, throwing my arms up and dark blue flames sprung from my fingers blasting towards Galbatorix. The force of my power was so strong it sent me back into the wall and I slid down groaning. I heard him hit the ground a few feet away and immediately knew I went too far. I opened my eyes. I had unknowingly shut them when I hit the wall. I saw Galbatorix stagger to his feet.
His robes were singed and burned completely in some places. His face was red, burned from the dark blue fire. I whimpered and huddled as close to the wall as I could. He came towards me, murder written in his eyes.
Before I could react, he was beating me again. Only this time it hurt a whole lot more. Pretty soon I could see black clouding my vision. I groaned once before I completely collapsed to the ground. He didn't stop.
My vision finally failed and I only heard a roar and a huge crack then I felt two strong . . . something wrapped around me before I slipped into blessed unconscious.
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I opened my eyes only to close them again as a painfully bright light invaded my vision. I opened my eyes slowly and sat up, subconsciously holding the blanket that was wrapped around me up to my chest. I winced as I felt a large cut reopen but ignored it and stood up.
I saw a boy with brown hair sitting by a fire and walked over and sat down beside him.
"Hey," I said and he jumped. I guess he didn't hear me coming over. He looked at me and his eyes widened.
"You shouldn't be up yet," he said. I started to object but he cut me off. "Lie down," he said firmly and left me with no room for objection. I sighed and lid down, feeling vulnerable with him just sitting there staring at me. I didn't like feeling vulnerable.
"Would you stop that?" I asked harshly.
"Stop what?"
"Staring at me."
"Sorry," he muttered and looked away.
I growled and tried to contact Blaze. I couldn't feel him and that scared me. We'd always been able to talk. And now I was stuck here with this guy who I didn't know, I didn't know where I was and I was hurt . . . alot. Finally I decided to just go to sleep.
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I woke up again and it was dark. I didn't mind, I liked the dark. I sat up and glanced around. I saw two lumps(I guessed they were people) and two horses and two large lumps. One was a brighter color and I nearly sighed outloud as I realized that the other was Blaze. I scrambled over to him and scratched his nose.
Wakey wakey I teased.
Why? He growled. He didn't like being woken unless I was in trouble or he was coming.
Because I'm cold I grinned and he mumbled.
Fine he said and lifted up his wing. I crawled under it and curled up by his side.
I was scared earlier I said. I didn't know what happened. And you weren't there.
Everything's ok Jessie he whispered and I drifted to sleep, a small smile on my face.
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I guess it may have been three hours later when I woke up again. I heard muffled yells coming from outside Blaze's wing. I groaned. If it was the boy out there, did he have to pick a fight so early in the morning?
Blaze lifted his wing and I crawled out from under it.
"–You were supposed to be watching her!"
"She was here last night when I went to sleep!"
"You weren't supposed to go to sleep!"
"Well she was asleep and Tornac would have been able to sense if anything was coming. He has a good sense of smell!"
"I've asked the dragon and he says he don't know where she is," I glanced at Blaze and he grinned. I slapped him playfully and rolled my eyes. "I don't know where she could be!"
This was really starting to get on my nerves. I have a short temper and am really impatient. Not to mention they kept calling me 'she' which was just plain wrong.
"She does have a name you know," I growled and Blaze chuckled. "Shut up," I muttered and he snorted.
"Where were you?" the shorter boy with brown hair growled as he walked up to me.
"Somewhere you can't go," I muttered back.
"Do you know how worried we were?"
"I don't even know you. How am I supposed to know how worried you were?" I growled.
"I saved your sorry ass last night!"
"My ass didn't need saving . . . ok, maybe it did but that doesn't mean anything," to prove my point I tried to stand up. I gasped as pain flooded through my body and my legs buckled. I felt someone catch me and I opened my eyes. I was looking into the brown eyes of the guy. "Ow," I moaned and shut my eyes as the pain grew once again.
"Everything's going to be ok," I heard him whisper and he picked me up and carried me over to the fire.
"Drink this," the other boy said as he pushed something in my hands. My trembling hands couldn't hold the cup so he so he took it and pressed it to my lips. I drank it and immediately my mind began to feel sluggish.
I started to panic then I heard the boy who was holding me whisper in my ear. "Relax. It's going to be ok. I promise."
I did but my last thought before my mind went blank was 'what did they do to me?'
Eragon's P.O.V.
Murtagh gave Jessie the potion and I could see the panic in her half-closed eyes as it started to take effect. She started to struggle and I, afraid that she would hurt herself, told her to relax. She did but I don't think I'll ever forget the look she gave me. She was terrified and it looked like she'd never trust me again. It looked like she hated me for doing this to her. Her eyes closed and she went limp.
I sighed and put my thoughts aside and lid her down on her stomach on a pile of blankets. I looked at the damage and winced. She'd looked bad enough when Blaze had showed her to me last time.
I'm going to need your help Saphira I said and she came over. I took a deep breath before reaching for my magic. "Waise Heill," I whispered and a few bruises disappeared.
Regular P.O.V.
He repeated this action dozens of times until both he and Saphira were visibly exhausted. They hadn't actually been able to heal much. Only the visible skin on her back.
Eragon looked at Jessie's sleeping face and reached for the bottom of her shirt to pull it up when he heard a growl. He turned his head and stared into the dark blue eyes of Blaze. Gulping, he suddenly thought of something.
I'm only trying to help her but he said.
But what? Blaze asked.
I need more magic he said innocently. Blaze was not stupid, despite being imprisoned all his life.
Fine he growled and lid down by Eragon. Eragon reached out with his mind and tentivly reached for Blaze's magic.
He pulled up Jessie's shirt and choked back a scream. What was hidden by the shirt was even worse then the stuff that wasn't hidden, and that itself was bad enough. The skin was black and peeling in places while in others places the skin seemed to be completely gorged away. Ugly scabs and bruises dotted the little area that wasn't already taken up by these and very large cuts and stabs.
"Murtagh," Eragon called and he walked over.
"What," he asked then he saw Jessie's back. "What happened to her?"
"I don't know," Eragon said then groaned as his stomach lurched.
"Did you know about this?" Murtagh asked as he turned to look at Blaze. Blaze shook his head and growled.
"I'm not going to be able to heal all this," Eragon said. "Murtagh can you get something to use as bandages?" it was an order, not a question and Murtagh started cutting some extra blankets into strips.
Eragon took yet another deep breath before mentally preparing himself for the task on hand. This was going to be a long night.
A/N: how was it? Is there room for improvement? Any suggestions? But if I have some facts wrong I apologize. I don't have Eldest yet. I'm going in my community speak-off tomorrow so wish me luck. Oh ya, I got the story back. My language teacher lost my good copy(the handwritten one that took me like ten hours to write) so he took my photocopied one. Anyway, I got 95! Go me. Only prob now is we're doing poetry which I can't get. Anyway, enough of what's going on in my life, hope you like the chapter and remember, R&R.
nikki
