I'M BACK!!!
We're not sure where Critter is, but I think that someone's taking care of her.
Also, if you have pets, check the labels on their food to see if it's safe or not. A giant recall has been called on certain pet food brands since they wheat gluten from China that had rat poison.
Review Replies:
Adverk: I don't get it. If you don't like crossovers so much, why did you even read this?
David1582: Good questions.
If you mean when Hei Bai exploded into a million particles in that scene, that wasn't magic. It was because Hei Bai's a spirit and I think that when spirit's die, they blow up like that. Yes, Galbie and Shruikan were in the Spirit World; that part will become a major plot point. I was thinking of making the Avatarians freak out at being 3-D, but that was going to go no where so I dropped it.
24Kt White Gold: I'm a cruel person ain't I?
Strix Moonwing: Tell Jack that it's a free country and you can do whatever you want.
Almostinsane: I wonder where Hei Bai will go after I killed him off. –shrugs-
Guardian of Atlantis: I kept searching for the right Japanese name for Blade, but none seemed to fit. I just was like "Aw, what the heck!" And that's how I chose the name Blade.
Warnings:
Rating: PG-13 (T)
Graphic violence
Language
Pairings: Tykka, Zutara, Kataang and Taang fluff, Arygon, Saphira/Blade, and Mursuada
Character death
The story line will get more violent and rougher later
Toast…just kidding
I think that's it
Me: Sokka, do you think I'm torturing you with this?
Sokka: (angrily) Yes! I lost twenty pounds because of this! Out of all the fanfictions I'm being shoved into, this is the worse.
Me: Read to disclaimer for me. I'm too lazy to do it myself. (slumps into a leather chair that appeared out of nowhere)
Sokka: You're always lazy.
Me: (turns into a wolf and attacks him)
Sokka: Fine! Fine! StarDragon411 doesn't own Eragon or Avatar!—that's my leg! Stop it!
I've also went back to what Galbatorix was doing. And it's not good news.
Note: Pointed out by Sokka's Fan/lawyer I changed the title from 'Green Rider' to 'A Song of Ice and Fire'. If you want to search for this, just type in my screen name and click on the AvatarXEragon crossover or just type in AvatarXEragon crossover.
Where we left off: Nasuada has announced that Orik will be crowned King of the Dwarves
This chapter took too long to write. I'm sick of staring at it.
Wow, long author's note…I'll just get on with this!
Chapter 7
The Dwarf Capital
"I can't believe it, Ra'zac!" whined Galbatorix in the halls of Helgrind, hitting hit head against the wall and stamping his feet like a little kid. "How could you not catch the idiot?"
"The people could use magic," hissed the smaller Ra'zac.
"Rubbish!" the king spat in fury. "I went into their world once, and none of them could do magic!"
"How did you go into their world?" asked the taller Ra'zac.
"It's a long story, don't ask about it! If you won't get the Rider, then I'll send someone else that will!"
"Who?"
"Murtagh."
Sokka thought the idea was stupid.
"Who the heck is a guy called Orik?" asked Toph, staring blankly at her bowl of porridge.
Eragon had told Sokka about Orik but he didn't remember much. All that he knew was that Orik one of his buddies that helped him try to save the world from the insane King Galba-what's-his-face.
"He's a dwarf," said Eragon, "and Hrothgar's heir before he died."
"Sounds exciting," replied Mai drearily.
"I don't wanna go," said Azula. "It sounds stupid."
"You think everything sounds stupid!" retorted Ty Lee.
"As much as I hate it, I have to agree with Azula on this." This time it was Sokka that spoke, and those were the first words he had said the whole day.
"Sokka, you must go!" insisted Eragon. "You're a Dragon Rider!"
"I have free will too!"
"You can be quite stubborn at times. Do you know that?"
"Enough!" thundered Orrin at his fancy chair. "We're all going regardless of what everyone else is saying. It is a great honor to be invited to the coronation and there hasn't been one for centuries! We should be leaving in a few hours. Just pack your things and—"
"But we don't have things to pack up!" piped up Aang.
"Well, then we'll get you things to pack up!"
A soldier rushed into the room, dripping wet. "Sir, the plans to visit King Orik…is a bit delayed."
"Why?" demanded Nasuada.
"A giant storm has blown in. The roads leading out of the city have turned to mud. If we go now, we'll probably sink."
Sokka turned towards Blade. I thought you said you can predict the weather.
Who said I paid attention?
"This is odd," said Eragon. "The sky has been clear for months. I wonder how a storm blew in."
"Now," said Orrin, "we'll need some provisions. Hmm, Azula, what dress size are you?"
"What?" shrieked Azula. "I am NOT wearing a DRESS!!!"
"Fine. Either you wear a dress or you go to the after party undressed!"
Azula looked like she was deciding which one she would rather choose.
000
Sokka laid down on his bed while watching the harsh rain drip down his windows. The storm had been going on all day. By his estimate, it was around six at night. Since Dragon Rider training was cancelled, he started thinking of random things, like how Appa and Momo were doing or how the war was going on. How long had they stayed in Alagaësia? Did the comet arrive? What happened about the solar eclipse?
He shook his head and led his thoughts to a much lighter subject: Suki. She was probably doing fine, traveling in the Earth Kingdom with the other Kyoshi warriors. When he got back from this dump of a place, he might see her again…and maybe share a few more kisses from her.
Something stirred inside of him and instead of him kissing Suki it was him kissing TY LEE! He shook his head. What was going on with him? Ty Lee was from the Fire Nation, who killed his mother and started this stupid war.
Then again, she doesn't look like she's from the Fire Nation, said a voice in his head and it wasn't Blade.
Still, she's from the Fire Nation, Sokka protested.
She doesn't act like she's from the Fire Nation. Aside from her unnatural happiness, she's quite nice.
She paralyzed me!
That was then, not know.
He heard a chuckle. Blade was grinning from his pillows.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" asked Sokka. "You're a just a baby." In fact, he didn't even look like his cute baby self anymore. He was huge, almost as big as Flopsie.
I'm not a baby anymore. I can go to bed anytime I want, the green dragon argued. That was funny.
My mind got mixed up; it wasn't intentional for me to have that picture!
That's what you say.
He snapped. Stop it!
Blade made what made was seemed to be a "hmph" and put his head back on the pillows.
When Sokka went to sleep a few hours later, he just decided that his mind made a mistake and accidentally put him kissing Ty Lee and the feeling was just a feeling of revulsion, although something inside him was saying that was completely wrong.
000
The next morning Sokka actually sat next to Ty Lee during breakfast to try to have some sort of conversation with her. The result was a complete failure.
"Hi," said Sokka.
Everyone looked up from their food in complete shock.
Ty Lee looked at him blankly. "Hey."
"Sssoooo," he said, trying to think of something to start a conversation with. He couldn't think of anything to say. "You're drinking orange juice. Is that 'cause you think you're fat?"
As soon as the words rolled out of his mouth, he knew he said the wrong thing. Toph and Aang started going into snickers; Katara gasped; the bit of food that Iroh was eating fell out of his mouth; Blade started to choke on his piece of meat; an eerie silence fell over the room. Sokka was not good on talking with girls.
Ty Lee was completely offended. "For your information—!"
"'C-cause you're not," Sokka stuttered. "Y-you could be drinking milk if you wanted to."
Ty Lee smiled. "Thank you."
Man, you're AWFUL, said Blade. I thought I was bad.
You've never talked with girls before so how could you know I was bad?
Blade quickly glanced sideways at Saphira and narrowed his eyes at Sokka. 'Cause.
For a few moments, Sokka wondered what he meant until it finally dawned on him. You like Saphira, don't you?
Blade gave a snort. Of course, I—
"Sokka," said Eragon, "training starts in my room after breakfast."
Sokka looked up from his food. "I thought training was cancelled 'cause of the rain."
Eragon scoffed. "Sokka, training you to become a Dragon Rider is much more important than the weather."
Sokka groaned.
The rest of the day and week was filled with claustrophobic writing lessons with a bunch of scribbles and messy ink.
By the time the roads had dried, a week had passed and they had to go in a couple of stagecoaches drawn…not by ostrich-horses, but just…horses. And by the time they had reached Farthen Dûr it had been another week. Ty Lee might've well just died from the boredom; and Eragon telling a bunch of freakn' riddles along the way that could've passed off as Ty Lee's eulogy.
When they had gone into the Beor Mountains , a couple of dwarves came to escort them. The underground tunnels were very dark and lit by candles. The Nine got scared of them whenever they walked by. Who wouldn't be scared of a bunch of short, fat, hairy men who lives in mountains? By the fifth day, they had decided to ignore them entirely. (Or at least Mai, Zuko, and Azula did. Katara and Aang jumped whenever they talked with them.) And at night, Ty Lee was squished. He was surrounded by at least thirteen people, two dragons, and three carriages.
When they had at last arrived at the dwarf capital, they were greeted by even more fat and short men although some of them were dressed in armor and had swords (body guards, obviously) and the other one was wearing fancy clothing. On one side of the city there was a giant stairway, and the ceiling looked like it was shattered into a million pieces by something. Ty Lee felt uncomfortable, being who knows how many feet underground with all these people.
"Welcome to Tronjheim, everyone," said the dwarf wearing the fancy clothing. "I am Orik, the new Dwarf King, and I give sincere welcomes from all of the Dwarf Clans."
"Nice to see you again, Orik," replied Eragon with a smile.
"What time is the coronation, Orik?" asked Nasuada.
"Around noon tomorrow." The dwarf turned towards Sokka. "And I believe this is the green Rider, Sokka, correct?"
Sokka, who flinched when Orik mentioned his name, nodded silently.
"And around him must be his friends from the other land."
The other eight nodded silently.
"Now you all must be settled in before the ceremony begins yesterday. Come, we'll take your bags."
After they had got into their individual room in the lower level of the capital, a scream ran down the apartment's halls. Azula threw open her door and ran down the hall, shrieking like she was possessed by demons and her eyes bloodshot. She was also holding a bright red dress in her arms. The Alagaësians were having a conference at the end of the hall. (Sokka was invited since he was a Dragon Rider, but he ditched it.) Azula banged on the door so loud that everyone down the hall heard it and looked at her to see what was going on.
Orrin calmly opened the door. "Oh hello, Azula, what do you want?"
"How am I supposed to wear a dress? I don't wear dresses!" Azula screamed. "I don't wanna!!!! I'm a princess! Do as I say!"
"Well, you had nothing to pack," said Orrin, "so I gave you something to pack."
Azula yelled while running back to her room. Tomorrow would be a very strange day.
000
At Orrin's orders, boys and men had to go to the coronation in suits, and the girls and women had to go in dresses. Ty Lee wore a dress that made her aura look even pinker. She could hardly move in it, and it was really uncomfortable. Sokka had to wear a green suit that was supposed to match Blade, but Ty Lee couldn't tell the similarity. Mai had a red dress but her gloomy disposition made it look black than anything else.
The ceremony was suppose to be around noon, but Azula kept fighting for her not to wear the dress to it, and she made them late for about a half-hour. She and Orrin had an argument until he had finally agreed to let her war her Fire Nation clothes. And that made them late, very late.
The Dwarvish Throne Room was at the lowest tip of the capital. There were hundreds, thousands of both dwarves and humans in the room, making it very cramped. It was a good thing that they were VIP guests here. They got good spots to see the ceremony although there weren't any seats so they were standing up right in front of the throne itself, which didn't look so plushy. On the sides of the throne were a group of dwarf priests. A giant aisle separated the crowd of guests. Sokka was probably the most squished of everyone. He was between Blade and Saphira.
When the ceremony began, Orik went down the aisle and approached the stony throne. Dwarf priests from the sides went over and anointed him with some sort of oil, saying words in a rough language. Then a head priest took an intricate crown and placed it on Orik's head.
"Dwarves—and elves and humans!" he announced. "In honor of our late king, Hrothgar, I, Gannel, Dwarf Priest of Celbedeil, Clan Leader of Dûrgrimst Quan, with the approval of our gods and ancestors, crown Orik the King of Dwarves!"
Everyone besides the Avatarians cheered and went up to greet the newly made king.
Azula yawned.
Mai muttered, "Wow all that buzz just for this."
Eragon gasped. "Mai, how could you say such a thing? It is an honor to be invited to the coronation of the Dwarf King!"
"We don't even know the guy!" Toph snapped. "We just came because you forced Sokka to come!"
"I couldn't leave you at the castle by yourself!" Orrin yelled. "Who knows what you would've done?"
"Are you saying that we can't take care of ourselves?!" It was Katara that butted in angrily.
The King of Surda sighed. "Of course, you can take care of yourselves. It's just that I don't trust you running around unsupervised in the castle."
"What's that suppose to mean?" everyone demanded.
"That's enough!" snapped Arya. "This is a day for Orik and the dwarves, not for arguing about whose responsible and who's not!"
"That is correct, Arya," said Orrin. "We must dedicate this day to Orik's coronation and nothing else."
"Hey!" barked Sokka.
"Ah, look Orik's coming this way," said Eragon, trying to end the argument. "We must congratulate him!"
The Alagaësians went up to say hello to the newly crowned king while the others held back.
"What do you guys want to do now?" Ty Lee asked.
"Well, what do people do after a thing like this?" asked Katara.
A few moments of silence then: "PARTY!!!!"
For a second, even Mai looked a bit excited.
"And where there's a party, there's FOOD!!!" screamed Sokka.
"So all that we need to do is find out where it is!" exclaimed Aang.
"Yay!" everyone shouted and ran out of the Throne Room without hesitation.
Since practically everyone was at the coronation, the streets of Tronjheim were deserted. They wandered off in their separate way through the capital to find what would pass off as an after party. There wasn't anything good wherever Ty Lee went so she gave up, disappointed, and trudged through the city.
Somewhere near the Throne Room, she opened a door that had a room that had tables with fancy white tablecloths with elegant plates and goblets. Wardrobes with gold plates and utensils were standing against the wall. Rummaging from the kitchen across the room was heard. Some of the goblets were filled with yellow champagne. Ty Lee did not want to experience getting drunk again. It was horrible; she threw up a lot. She went up to a table in the middle of the room and tapped the side of a goblet. It made a clear, ringing sound; no one was around but she put a hand over it to silence it anyway. She went to turn around, to tell everyone of what she found. And Azula said I was an idiot, she thought.
What are you doing in there?
Ty Lee spun around, yelping in shock. Sokka's dragon was lying in the doorway, blocking her way out.
"Hey, you're Sokka's dragon, right?" she asked.
He nodded. What of it? I'll ask you again: What are you doing in here? Did you come here to escape the giant prison of boredom of Eragon and Friends?
"Yeah, basically," she replied. This was a little strange, talking to a dragon.
Blade yawned and looked her over. Hey, you're that girl that Sokka—!
He stopped, twitching his ears.
"What?"
Someone's coming.
"But I don't hear—"
Blade slipped away as large footsteps came into earshot. Ty Lee glanced around the room quickly to see where she could hide. She finally decided to go into a large wardrobe full of plates. Damn, why didn't I change? she thought as she tried to haul the dress in with her. When she was finally in, she found herself in a very uncomfortable and squished position. The selves where the plates were right above her hit her head whenever she moved. Yet, she had a funny feeling that she was being watched.
The footsteps came louder until she couldn't help but look through the crack in the door. Two dwarves with purple veils over their faces were standing over a goblet, pouring some water into it.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Dwarf 1 asked. "Wouldn't it dissolve more quickly in champagne?"
"I've heard that the green Rider had an awful experience with alcoholic beverages at Aberon," said Dwarf 2.
"I thought it was wine."
"Anyhow, he'll more likely drink the water than the champagne."
Dwarf 1 shrugged. He took out a folded piece of paper, unwrapped it, and a trickled a thin, white powder into the glass. The powder dissolved completely. The two dwarves slinked away back into the kitchen.
Didja see that, Ty Lee?
The voice shocked her so much that she nearly fell out of the wardrobe.
AHHH! It's Blade! she exclaimed.
Hey, you spoke through your mind this time! Well, there's a beginning for everything. Just never mind that, they're trying to poison Sokka! I'll just go in there, rip out their throats, and—
"Whoa! I found the food place!"
Sokka had entered the room with a wide smile on his face. He went up to one of the tables.
"But there's no food," he said, frowning. He stared at the goblet of water. "Hey, at least there's some water. I don't think anyone drank this anyway." He raised the water to his lips.
"No!"
Ty Lee's voice came out louder than she expected.
Sokka put down the glass. "Who said that?"
Ty Lee tumbled out of the wardrobe the moment he said the words and rushed towards him, screaming "NO!!!"
Caught by surprise, Sokka grabbed her arm and twisted it. The pain made her grit her teeth, and she gave a short yelp.
"What the hell are you doing?" he demanded.
"That water's poisoned!" she screamed.
"What are you talking about?"
"Let go of me, and I'll tell you!"
He did; she rubbed her reddened arm.
"Geez that hurt!"
"What did you say again?" Sokka asked slowly.
"The water's poisoned: I saw a couple of dwarves put some powder in the water, and Blade said it was poison."
He looked at her quizzically. "Blade talked to you?"
"Yeah, he wanted to rip their throats out. Where's everyone else?"
"They're still trying to get here; I just came here because I got bored looking everywhere."
"Awesome! I FOUND IT!!!!" yelled Aang, speeding into the room, huffing and puffing. "Whoo! The people here are so nice that they even give us free water."
The Avatar snatched the goblet from the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"AANG, NO!!!!" yelled both Ty Lee and Sokka.
For a moment, nothing happened; Aang crumpled down on the floor, convulsing violently.
"Aang!" shrieked Toph, who with the others including the crowd at the ceremony, came into the room. Katara screamed.
Eragon rushed up to Aang and shouted "Waisè heìll!"
A few seconds later, Aang's convulsions slowed and he grew limp.
-Stares at computer screen with twitching eyes- It's—it's DONE!!
Whoa! This chapter's over 3,000 words! I hope this pays back for all the time I used up on this.
My, my, Sokka's awful with girls. Heh, heh, it's my first shot at romance so it sucks! On a lighter note, I beat THE LEGEND OF ZELDA: TWILIGHT PRINCESS!!! WHOO-HOO!!!
I'd like to thank EVERYONE who's been patient with me during this. Happy Saint Patrick's Day, April Fool's Day, Easter, Passover, Orthodox Easter, Cesar Chavez Day, and other holidays I forgot to mention.
Something's wrong with Fanfiction (dot) net and I can't upload new chapters like I usually do. I apologize for any errors this has.