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Moppet's P.O.V.
Now you know what happened to the others.
It's time for the rest of the story. My story.
No P.O.V.
Arya and Eragon continued to spar every day, with Gladr watching. During one of their bouts, however, a young elf came running up to them.
"Shadeslayers!" She called. Eragon and Arya stopped, both giving her their full attention. Gladr and Saphira also listened, Gladr through Eragon's mind. "We found a young girl by the camp."
"What of it?" Arya asked. "It should be simple enough to house her."
The elf shook her head. "No, she seems mysterious. She won't speak to us. When we tried to look into her mind, she resisted it. We think she might be a spy for Galbatorix."
Both Eragon and Arya look surprised. "Take us to her." Eragon said.
Nodding, the elf led them to a tent. Inside, sitting on the floor, was Moppet. Her head was tilted downward, and her eyes closed.
Eragon turned to Arya. "Can you enter her mind?" He asked.
"I can try." She answered. Gently, Arya placed her hand on Moppet's head. The only reaction was Moppet raising her head slightly. There was a minute before Arya gasped and backed away, panting. Moppet gave a slight nod before dropping her head again. Eragon went to Arya's side, helping her up.
"What happened? Is she a spy?" He whispered.
"I will talk in private." Arya answered. Eragon was surprised, but followed her back to his tent, sitting down on his makeshift bed. "She cannot be a spy. Her mind was too conflicted for anyone to do so."
Eragon looked at her, confused. "What do you mean by that?" He questioned.
"When I entered her mind, all I felt was hatred and loss. This girl's emotions are a roaring sea. I could detect barely a hint of innocence. Maybe once Galbatorix could have made her a spy, but if he tried to bend her to his will now he would never be able to. She isn't resisting us, her emotions are. Had I not exited her mind immediately, I would have been lost." Arya replied.
For a moment, Eragon was silent. Then he asked, "Is there some way we can help her?"
I could try. Saphira pointed out.
Are you sure? Even Arya could not enter without exiting quickly. Eragon countered.
I won't try to scan her mind, merely comfort her. Saphira assured.
Very well, but if she resists, stop before her mind traps you. Eragon replied.
I promise. Saphira extended her mind to Moppet.
At first, Moppet didn't notice her, but after a moment she felt Saphira's mind. Blue-Eyes? She asked, remembering the dragon's touch.
No. Saphira was surprised. My name is Saphira. My rider is Eragon Bromsson, also known as Eragon Shadeslayer.
Oh. Moppet sounded disappointed.
Who is Blue-Eyes? Saphira pressed.
He was the dragon who brought me here. I thought... Moppet swallowed. He was coming to say she was alive.
Who do you speak of? Saphira pressed but Moppet didn't to answer. Can you tell me your name?
Moppet. Why are you talking to me? Moppet asked.
Because my rider and Arya Shadeslayer worry for you. Saphira said.
I'm fine. I am no enemy of yours. Moppet promised. But tell no one of Blue-Eyes. Swear to me in the ancient language.
Saphira was surprised, but did so. Thank you for speaking to me. Saphira withdrew, and found Eragon waiting for her.
Any answer? Eragon asked.
Yes. Her name is Moppet, and she is not an enemy. However, she knows of the ancient language. Saphira said.
How? Eragon asked.
Of that I do not know. But I am sure she is not dangerous. Saphira said.
Eragon intended to reply, but a roar from outside his tent made him sprint outside. That roar did not belong to Thorn! He cried.
Eragon! Arya called. It's Galbatorix!
No! Why is he here? Eragon asked.
Shadeslayer, come to the other side of the camp! Shruikan and Galbatorix are here! Blödhgarm shouted.
Eragon sprinted to where Blödhgarm had specified, and watched, horrified as he saw Galbatorix descended from the sky. Eragon drew Brisingr, and Saphira flew quickly to him. But they were too late, as Galbatorix snatched up Arya. She cried out, but couldn't escape.
"Arya!" Islanzadí and Eragon yelled at the same time.
Eragon, we must get her back quickly! Gladr said urgently. Before he could begin instructing Eragon, however, Shruikan scooped up Nasuada in another claw and began to fly away.
However, very unfortunately for Galbatorix, he didn't notice Moppet in the shadows. Carefully, she grasped the moonlight and shifted it.
Shruikan wailed in pain as his eyes were blinded. He let go of Arya and Nasuada, crashed into a tree, and fell into the ground. "Who did this?!" Galbatorix demanded.
"I did that." Moppet hissed, stepping out of the shadows.
"What's she doing?" Eragon asked. "She'll get herself killed."
"No." Elva came up from behind him. "Do not interfere."
Unwillingly, Eragon watched as Galbatorix dismounted from Shruikan. "Who are you to try defying me?" He rasped angrily.
"Someone who knows you need to be stopped." Moppet answered, folding her arms. "But you're not all-powerful. In fact, I bet you couldn't even take over my mind."
Galbatorix scoffed. "You dare challenge me?"
"I triple-dog dare you." Moppet taunted.
So this is her plan. Arya murmured to Eragon. Let's hope it works.
Angered, Galbatorix attacked Moppet's mind. Moppet feigned surprise, but within seconds she stopped hiding, and encased him in her mind.
Galbatorix cried out in pain, clutching his head and dropping to the ground. He wheezed, tears forming in his eyes. He choked on his own breath, looking scared.
"What's happening?" Blödhgarm asked.
"She is using her mind to trap Galbatorix. He can't escape." Arya explained.
Galbatorix began to scream. "Mercy!" He pleaded, managing to look up at Moppet.
Moppet gave him a cold look. "No one showed them mercy." She growled. Moppet searched Galbatorix's mind easily before finding his weakness. She snapped it. Galbatorix gasped before he collapsed face-first into the dirt.
There was silence for a moment before everyone began to cheer. In a moment, the cheering was interrupted by Shruikan roaring in pain. After shaking his head several times, the dragon blinked and looked calmer.
Who has freed me? He asked Blödhgarm, recognizing him as an elf.
The girl by the man who enslaved you. Blödhgarm replied, pointing to Moppet.
Shruikan turned to Moppet. Thank you, hatchling. You have given me freedom from my life-long tormentor.
It was nothing. Moppet insisted.
No. It was a feat none have accomplished before. I am forever in your debt. Shruikan then did what most would think as the impossible; he took his claw and bowed, lowering his head. How can I ever repay you?
Moppet thought for a moment before answering. Is your magic strong enough to send me to another dimension? I have a duty to complete.
I should be able to. Shruikan closed his eyes, concentrating. After a few seconds, the air next to Moppet shimmered before being ripped apart, showing a different dimension. Shall I come with you?
No. Stay here. Find another rider and help rebuild. Moppet turned to the portal, but hesitated and looked back at Shruikan. Could you tell me the name your original rider gave you?
Shruikan gave her a small, tooth-filled smile. My name was Ebonwing. I truly did love it, as well as my rider. Should I keep it?
Of course. It's a wonderful name. Moppet replied. Facing the portal again, Moppet took a deep breath and entered.
Okay! Another chapter in. So, the death counter:
Murder: 3
Mass Murder/Genocide: 3
Suicide: 2
Before I leave you, I want to say there will be a poll on my profile. The question is:
When you first looked at 'Leap Or Die', which person did you think would be left alone?
Alexia
Lane
Moppet
If everyone says Moppet, I'm going to think you're saying it just to be right. Believe me, when I started thinking about writing this I actually had no intention to kill Lane or Alexia.
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