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A/N: I will try to make it longer this time K? Thanks for your reviews. This chapter is a bit gross…

Chapter 2

The meeting

Jubbes POV

"Alright you can take me to the shadeslayer but I want to have my effects back" Jubbes order to the two dwarves that where in the shadows.

"What are effects?…" said the one to the right "…and we will take you as soon as we get word from Eragon."

"Are you using up one of you Questions?" Jubbes asked with a bit of excitement in his voice. For the dwarves where going to waste a Question on something so trivial to him.

" YES…"said the one on the left. "…we are asking you 'what are effects?'"

" Now that's an easy one…"Jubbes replied. "…Effects are the items you carry that make you who you are…like with dwarves they carry picks and war hammers…they are known throughout the world as the items of a dwarf."

"Interesting…" both said in unison. "…all you had is a hooded cape which we can give you…for you must go before Eragon UNARMED."

'great…they have a sense of humour…as we as being annoying.' Jubbes thought as he was handed his cape.

"But…" the one on the left said. "…what is that on your face…its distorted or something?"

"It was an aftermath of an ACCIDENT I had back at my education facility…" Jubbes shot back. "If you want to know about it…I will probably have to explain it to Eragon too…I don't want to repeat myself…IT IS PAINFUL TO REMEMBER." Jubbes started screaming and holding his face. Blood start trickling from his face like he was crying, for when he cried…from his left eye came blood for he had no left eye just a hole where it should be.

"We are sorry if you caused you pain…" said the dwarf on the left were he could see his sacred skin and the hole were blood was coming from. "…but we must clean you up…before you go before Eragon and others."

Eragon's POV

Sitting in a chair facing the large doors of the administrators office of the Varden stationed in Farthen Dûr, Reading the verriose reports from the defence postings around Farthen Dûr and the Beor mountains with his most trusteed and reliable freind Saphira at his side watching him.

' Why do I have to read these again? I should be training but I'm stuck here reading some damn reports.' Eragon asked Saphira looking at her as if he was bored. Which he was.

'Because…you are in charge of the defence of this mountain city and surrounding valleys' Saphira answered.

' Yes but…' he was cut off by a knock at the door.

"ENTER" Eragon hollered.

A short but musclier dwarf entered the large room. He had a beard that went down to his knees and carried a walking axe (about the hight of a dwarf, can be used like a walking stick).

"Yes master Dwarf…what can I do for you on this fine day?" Eragon politely asked.

"Well…my lord shadeslayer…we have a present for you…" the dwarf answered with a bow to his waist.

"Oh… what kind of gift?" Eragon asked

"The missing piece of your plan sir…to make your it work…the foreigner sir"

" BRING HIM HERE IMMEDIATELY…we must speak with them before anyone else finds out about him and tries to turn him against us. And get my superiors too. Please" Eragon ordered the Dwarf who did a quick bow and ran out of the room.

'well…looks like part one is about to start…hey' Eragon asked Saphira looking at here. But she was a sleep.

' I guess I'm on my own this time'

A/N: I will try to get the next chapter up ASAP??…but thanks for your reviews…keep them coming for the really help me develop my story. ...Keep Smiling and may your hearts be true to you and the ones you care about…