"The most valuable of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do, when it has to be done, whether you like it or not."

- Aldous Huxley

It took a single nights rest for my mental pain to subside and the next morning I found myself in immediate control of my new body. The elf bitch had woken instants after and I felt rage slowly simmering just looking at her. Even Karn had a certain dislike for the creature and seemed to only reluctantly give excuses not to kill her on the spot. Looking in my direction the elf frowns before visibly sighing.

"You likely haven't noticed this yet but when you switch control there are some physical characteristics that go along with it. Your eyes become a vivid red and your hands become more claw-like when you are in control and...I've just realized that you haven't given your name. I apologize for my rudeness. My name is Arya." The elf seemed to pause as if expecting me to reply

"If you are expecting me to just give my name away then don't hold your breath. There hasn't been a mortal alive for a millennium who has earned that privilege. Frankly, I'm still debating whether or not to kill you here and now." I state back half seriously

"I would advise against that. You are not as invulnerable as you'd like to believe." Arya states back wearily

'She isn't bluffing actually. When you were out we sorta found out that mental attacks hit you a bit harder than they should. Theoretically, I can probably block mental attacks but I think I would have to be at the forefront of our mind for it to work.'

"Well isn't that convenient," I reply acidy before turning my back to the now confused elf

"Look I know neither of us enjoys this situation but we will have to work together if we have any hope of killing Galbatorix. You may be powerful but he is the most skilled mind mage Alagaesia has ever born witness to. If you agree to aid us you may even be rewarded. I'm sure given time our spellweavers could even free you from the bindings entrapping you within Karns body." Arya pleaded

Growling angrily I turn back to face her again.

"Fine then, you've made your point just stop your pathetic mewling. I already loathe the prick as it is, you need not convince me any further. Until you've earned the right just refer to me as Kyuubi. Now can we get on with this already, being crammed within this pathetic meatbag isn't exactly an enjoyable experience. Id prefer to minimize the time I have to be stuck within it."

'Well excuse me, had I known I'd be playing host I would have spruced up the place.' Karn replies jokingly

"And If I have to listen to this idiot talk any more than I have, I may just try decapitating myself." I add half seriously while my fingers clench the bridge of my nose in anger

"Alright look, before I talk about what our next move should be I need you to swear an oath that you won't reveal any secrets to the empire."

"Fine, sure whatever. Let us just get on with it already." I sigh defeatedly

XxxxX XxxxX

"So you are betting that this single dragon egg will be that important? I find it highly unlikely since Galbatorix seems to have already killed an entire order of these riders of yours." I say skeptically.

The elf and I had been talking while we ran to the spot she teleported the egg to. For some reason, I felt that there was still a lot that the elf wasn't saying and it was getting on my nerves.

"He killed most of the riders through trickery, underhanded magics, or through his forsworn. With you aiding us our chances of killing him are better than they have been in centuries. If what you say is true and you really did tear through Galbatorix's wards then you will be key to any plan that involves killing him. Even a single rider can make all the difference for the final confrontation and it is best we do all we can to increase our chances of success. If we can manage it then the rebellion will need additional time to gather its armies for a final confrontation." Arya replies easily while sprinting full speed to match my pace.

"Assuming that this dragon egg will even hatch at all in the near future, how long would it take for them to become effective enough to truly make a difference. And with how slow you mortals can be, raising armies could take years and that is unacceptable."

"Would you rather take the king on by yourself? Because I can assure you that you will fail. Just have patience and all of this can hopefully be resolved in a few years." Arya says placatingly

I roar and stop abruptly, causing the elf to almost trip behind me.

"YEARS! You're seriously telling me that your plan has me trapped in this shell for years. Fuck this, Karn you deal with this. I'm not spending a single second more with the blasted elf." I say angrily before shunting the unprepared human back to the forefront of our body.

The two begin talking once more but I tune them out the best I can from inside. Being shackled to the pathetic human body was bad enough but knowing that It might take years to be free of it set a bad taste in my mouth. At least I didn't have to deal with the outside world if I didn't want to. It was about the only good use the human had at this point and I was not above shoving responsibility onto his shoulders for the boring parts of this thrice-cursed quest.

Three hours into my nap I find myself thrust back into the forefront. In front of me drops from the sky a creature of tightly corded muscles, large, leathery wings, strong hind legs, and a thick hide. It screeched at me and proceeded to rip a chunk of my arm off in its massive beak before I had time to fully comprehend the situation.

"MOTHER- SON OF A-, KARN YOU PIECE OF." I yell in pain and anger before the giant hairless dog creature bites my head and a large portion of my torso clean from my body and swallows it whole.

AN: No story of mine will remain dead. This one, however, is not to be taken seriously and I write it only as a means to practice writing and for my own amusement. That being said Please add comments to your heart's content, I'll answer whatever questions pop into the thread when I can.