A/N: I've had writers block, so I'm sorry if this chapter isn't very good. And I apologize that it isn't in Taya's perspective, but I had to get this in SOMEWHERE! So, anyways, enjoy, and review! Reviews are what I write for. So, if you want me to put out more chapters more quickly, which I hope you do..., please review when you can. Thanks!

I don't like writing battle scenes... I'm not good at them anyways.

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Rescue At Helgrind

Eragon scratched his head as Saphira landed at the base of Helgrind. Roran was shaking violently, his teeth chattering out of fright. The wind blew against them and leaves fell from the only tree like a steady drum beat. As Eragon gazed up at the Ra'zac's perch, he felt his stomach do a flip. It was finally time for him to avenge Garrow and Brom. It was time to avenge all those the Ra'zac had harmed. He patted Saphira as he hopped off, landing lightly on the ground.

Would you mind extending you leg so Roran can climb down? I believe he's having some height problems.

Of course, Saphira snickered and extended her leg. Roran slowly climbled down, but slipped and landed with a thump as his bottom collided with the ground.

"Ach!" he exclaimed as he stood up. He pulled out his hammer and stood, whipping his head around at every noise.

"Roran," Eragon said. "The Ra'zac are up there." Eragon pointed towards the top of Helgrind, where he could just barely make out the outline of a cave.

"Oh," Roran said embarrassedly. He lowered his arm and let out a screech when something dropped from the top of the mountain.

"Ra'zac!" Eragon bellowed, bringing out a sword Nasuada had lent him, since Murtagh had taken Zar'roc. The memory still burned his mind.

Eragon slashed and ducked, whilst Roran slammed his hammer on the skull of one of the Ra'zac. It let out a shrill shriek and collapsed on the ground, dead.

Roran smiled triumphantly and ran to help Eragon, slashing as Eragon was. Eragon rolled and ended up behind the Ra'zac, which was distracted by Roran. Quickly, Eragon stabbed the creature and watched at it fell to the ground.

Roran slapped Eragon on the back in a brotherly way. "We did it!" he cheered. "We beat them!"

Eragon was not so sure of that. Where are the Ra'zac's mounts? he asked Saphira.

I am not sure, little one.

Suddenly, Eragon heard another shriek and the Ra'zac's mounts and parents descended from the lair. Eragon immediately sensed that they were tired and worn from a long day's work.

Saphira, they're tired and weak!

I know, let me handle them, she replied with a devious glint in her eye. Flying up to meet them, she thrashed at them with her claws. They bellowed, as if they shared a connection. Eragon soon realized when one was harmed, so was the other.

Clear the way! Saphira said hurriedly. Eragon grabbed Roran, who was mystified by the battle, and ran out of the way just in time as two massive bodies fell from the sky.

Saphira landed proudly and let out a quiet roar, for she feared of revealing their location.

"We have to go get Katrina," Roran said fiercely, all happiness and glee gone from his eye.

"Of course," Eragon responded. "I promised you we'd rescue her, did I not?"

Roran nodded his head, a glint in his eye. Eragon recognized it a passion, it was what Roran lived for. Katrina.

"Mount Saphira," Eragon beckoned with his hand. He pulled himself up on to Saphira and helped Roran up as well. Saphira flapped her wings and pushed them up into the air. Her wings created gusts of wind that surrounded them as they rode upward towards the cave.

When they landed, Roran hopped off, without falling this time, and waited for Eragon.

When they landed, Eragon headed straight into thecave,the only lighting torches that lined the wall, casting un-friendly shadows. They soon arrived at a door left ajar. When they entere, they found abody chained in shackles againstthe wall, the figure's red hair streaming in front ofher face. Her clothes were intatter's and rags, and a bowlwith unfinished breadlay at her feet. Dried blood lay below her.

"Katrina," Roran whispered.

The girl raised her head. "Roran?" shewhispered. "Is thatyou? Please tell me this isn'tanother one of my dreams!"

"It's not." Roran rushed forward and hugged Katrina."I missed you," he murmured.

"I missed you too, Roran, but, if you don't mind, could you un-chain me?"

Roran pulled away from Katrina. "Right, where's the key?"

"Far side of the wall..." Katrina responded. Roran rushed over to get the keys, seeming to forget that Eragon wasstanding in the room. Roran un-chained Katrian and she fell down, but Roran caught her. He suddenly noticed the dried blood belowthe hanging shackles.

"Katrina,"he whispered, "what didthey do to you?"

Katrina rubbed her hand along herwrist, feelinghealing cuts and scars. "They would whip me and cut me when they were in the mood to torture," she whispered. "Oh, Roran, it washorrible!" Thenshe embraced him in a hug and appeared asifshe wasn't going to let go.

"I think it's time we head back now."

The happy couple broke away as Eragon stepped out of the shadows. Katrian yelped at the sight of him and his pointed ears.

"Who are you?" asked Katrina.

"Eragon."

She gasped again. She took in his muscular body and pointedears and his knowing eyes.

"What happened to you?" she asked.

"I... perhaps you'll understand when you get to the mouth of the cave."

Katrina followed behind Eragon and Roran, but holding Roran's hand. What could have happened in the span of time I was gone? she asked herself.

As they came to the opening of the cave, Katrian fell backward.

"A dragon?" she croaked. She knew she had been gone a while, but could it really have been so long that a dragon had grown up? Could it have been so long that Roran became haunted looking? Could it really have been that long?

Eragon walked over to Saphira, patting her neck. "Yes, this is Saphira, and she is my dragon."

The words hung in the air as Katrina stared back and forth between Eragon and the dragon. "Your ears..."

"The work of dragons," he whispered. "A gift from them." He motioned for them to climb up on to Saphira.

"We're supposed to... ride... that... thing?" Katrina croaked.

Saphira snorted and smoke erupted from her nostrils. Katrina jumped back.

"Come on, we have to get to the Varden," Eragon said impatiently.

"Varden?"

"We'll explain on the way there," Roran said hurriedly.

They all mounted Saphira, and flew off into the distance.

Meanwhile, miles away, our young rider was letting her dragon roam outside of Teirm, with guidance from a rather annoying werecat.

A/N: So, what'd you think? I hope you enjoyed, and please review. The more you review, the faster I put out my chapters, because I write for reviews. Thanks for reading!