Uhmmmm i don't own Eragon :(

Ok so here is the next chapter, im so pleased with the feedback that ive been getting it makes feel so good when people say that they enjoy reading my story, so thank you to all who have reviwed.

Im sorry for any spelling mistakes but its really late/early and i really just wanted to get this chapter out. Anyway enough about me on with the story!

Eragon just stood there his whole body had gone numb. The man standing before him was Brom. The man he had sworn an oath to kill for his father.

" Eragon please you…."

"Enough! I don't want hear anymore of your lies!" Eragon yelled cutting Brom off. Blood began to run down Brom's neck as Zar'roc pierced his skin.

"The only thing I ever lied to you about Eragon was my identity that's the only thing. Everything I said about you Eragon was true. No matter what you believe I do care for you Eragon." His voice was strong as he spoke. Eragon could see the determination he had in his eyes.

Lowering Zar'roc Eragon stumbled back towards the bed.

"You killed my father, I swore an oath to myself that I would track you down and kill you, for him." His voice was raw with emotion as he spoke.

"The man you knew Eragon wasn't your father. He had been manipulated and twisted by Galbatorix, to do the most unspeakable things. He was my friend at one stage." Brom said as he stepped closer towards Eragon.

" I don't understand how did you know him?" All this information was almost too much for Eragon.

" We trained together as young men, training to become legendary dragon riders." A small smile came across his features as though he was reliving a memory.

"You're a dragon rider?" Eragon asked skeptically.

"I was." Brom corrected, " Until my dragon was killed by Morzan. This is how I know Eragon; you must realize that what the king has told you are lies. I am a rider of old.

"No…. You… He said that they had grown old, naive and weak but you, I know your not." Eragon sat down on the bed placing his sword beside him. He placed his face in his hands. As everything that Brom had said dawned on him the meaning behind it. He was being used.

There was no way it could be true though none of it. The king was a kind and gracious man. Eragon kept telling himself trying to make him believe it. What if it wasn't a lie though, what if Brom was telling the truth? At that moment he felt Saphira try and contact him but he pushed her out of his mind with force. This was just too much he felt sick to his stomach.

Brom just watched as Eragon tried to comprehend everything thing he had said.

"Eragon all that I have said is true" Brom said softly in the ancient language. Eragon looked up at him, knowing that one cannot lie while speaking the ancient language.

"There are things you must know Era…" Before he could finish his sentence five soldiers came crashing through the door. Instinctively Eragon reached down and grabbed Zar'roc before realizing that he wasn't the one in danger. The soldiers went towards Brom, Eragon had expected him to put up a fight but was shocked to find him just standing there with a blank expression on his face as they restrained his arms behind his back.

Eragon slowly took out his old sword and placing it on the bed before replacing it with Zar'roc. "Where are you taking him?" He asked the soldier who seemed to be in charge.

He eyed Eragon carefully deciding whether or not to consider him a threat.

" To the throne room, the king is expecting you both." He replied before turning and leading the group out of the small room. Eragon trailed behind them as they walked towards the throne room. They arrived to find the king sitting proudly on his throne his eyes sparkling with something Eragon couldn't identify. His eyes traveled over Brom then Eragon before they rested on Eragon's new sword.

"Ah, Brom it has been far to long. You look well." A sadistic smile came across his face as he spoke.

" I hoped the next time that we met Galbatorix you would be laying dead on the ground. Or at least suffering greatly for you crimes." Brom said. The look in his eyes as he spoke to the king can only be described as pure hatred. One of the soldiers restraining Brom punched him square in the jaw. Eragon tensed his natural instinct was to immediately help him, but he forced himself to stare straight ahead with a blank expression on his face.

" Still a fool I see." Gabatorix said more to himself then anyone. "It is a shame though you could have been and maybe still could be of great use to the Empire Brom if only you would let go of this hatred."

" I would rather die then serve an evil bas…" He never finished his sentence as the soldier sent another blow to the face along with a knee to his gut.

" Well believe me when I say I am sorry for way that things turned out Brom. However I did give you the chance. You shall be executed in the courtyard at sun up. Take him to the dungeons to enjoy his last hours of life." Galbatorix said to the soldiers.

Eragon watched with a blank expression as the soldiers began to lead Brom away. He struggled trying to look at Eragon as he spoke.

" Remember Eragon all that I have told you! Do not trust him, you're a good person Eragon do not let him corrupt you like he did your father!" Brom said before he went out of sight, leaving Eragon alone with the king in the throne room.

He still had so many questions that he needed answering from Brom. Why had he come here in the first place? Just how much had the king lied to him about? Eragon was lost in though before the kings voice broke him out of it.

"Eragon?" The king was looking at him in a strange way and it made Eragon feel very uncomfortable.

" Is there no other way besides death? I mean perhaps you have made a mistake with." Eragon didn't manage to finish his sentence in a blink of an eye the king was standing next to him his right hand raised before he brought the back of his hand down to hit Eragon's cheek. Eragon quickly put a hand to his cheek as he felt the pain from the blow.

"You think me a fool Eragon to question my judgment like that." His fierce gaze was upon Eragon.

"No I just." Again he didn't manage to get all his words out before he was kneed in the gut sending him across the room and smashing into the wall. A loud crack was heard as Eragon's head hit the wall. Before he could even comprehend what had happened the king was standing over him.

"Do not question me nor speak back to me Eragon or you shall face my wrath. Now get out of my sight." He said before turning to return to his throne. Eragon quickly scrambled to his feet before dashing out of the room.

"Saphira, where are you?" Eragon asked he felt dazed from the blows that the king had given him. He felt the back of his head to find it sticky as he brought his hand back round he found blood on his fingers. He also felt that the king had cracked a rib as he clutched at his gut. Eragon would never have imagined him to be so strong. With a simple knee to the gut he had managed to send him flying across the room.

"Little one what has gone wrong I tried to contact you but you pushed me out. I had no choice to tell Shruikan who alerted the king."

" I will explain everything when I see you. Are you outside?"

"Aye, just outside the courtyard we only arrived back shortly."

"I will be down soon."

Walking down the steps to the courtyard was difficult as Eragon felt pain with each step he took. When he reached the bottom he went quickly to the outside of the courtyard where he found Saphira standing and looking very anxious. When she saw him she let out a growl along with a puff of smoke out her nose.

" Who did this to you little one, I shall feast on their flesh!"

" I doubt the king would allow you to do such things to him." Eragon said showing for the first time hatred towards the king.

"Galbatorix did this to you?" Saphira questioned. Eragon could feel the shock coming through their bond.

" There is a lot more then that, shall I just show you? It will be much easier."

Saphira just nodded in approval. Eragon showed her all that had happened to him after he left the King's chambers. Once he had shown her Eragon carefully lowered himself to the ground. Placing a hand over his ribs he muttered, "Weis heal" he felt the energy correct his injury. Saphira slowly lay down next to him. Eragon turned his back and leaned against her. Both silent going over what had happened.

" I still want to eat him." Saphira said breaking the silence. This made Eragon chuckle.

" I doubt he would taste good Saphira."

"Hmmm. How do you feel about this Brom? I sense you are still very troubled over the situation."

"I'm not sure I mean he spoke the truth and for years he has been my closest friend. I have no idea how I shall be able to cope tomorrow at sun up. However he lied to me I'm not sure if I will be able to get over that quickly." Eragon sighed as he spoke with her.

"No I don' think you would be able to however I think maybe now was the best time for this to come out as you surely matured over the years to hear his warning. Perhaps we could break him free and fly far away from this place?"

"We can't I have sworn oaths to obey Galbatorix there is nothing I can do for him."

"Maybe forgiving him is all he will need. We don't know what lies on the other side of this life Eragon. I don't think you should morn his death just remember him as your friend."

" This is why emotions get in the way. Perhaps I should just become like stone as my father did."

"Eragon, your not that kind of a person."

Eragon stood from his resting place and turned to face Saphira with anger in his eyes.

" I am Saphira, I'm heartless just like my true name says. I will be used as a weapon for evil so I should just get use to it now."

In an instant Eragon found himself pinned to the ground with Saphira over him. Letting a small growl escape her lips.

" I did not hatch for a heartless fool Eragon. I hatched because you are true of heart."

" Well perhaps you hatched for the wrong person if that's what you think."

" Don't insult me Eragon. You are stronger then you think together we shall find away to break you from this mans clutches and be able to roam the land as we see fit but until then we bide our time. You must stay strong and do not let him sway you!"

With those words she slowly released Eragon from her hold. Blowing smoke out her nose and looking directly into Eragon's eyes Saphira added.

" You are not heartless Eragon. It's just this environment that you were raised in. Soon we shall leave and you will feel more free and alive then you ever have."

Eragon dusted himself off as he stood looking at Saphira with an unreadable expression. He stared at her for what seemed like hours before he walked over and hugged her neck tightly.

"I'm sorry Saphira, you are right."

"Of course I am. Now you must go rest and try to prepare yourself for tomorrow."

" Aye."

Eragon slowly released her and began to walk away before he turned back and looked at Saphira.

" I.. I love you Saphira."

Saphira seemed a bit shocked by this her eyes widened with surprise before softening.

" As I love you little one, goodnight."

"Goodnight Saphira."

Eragon slowly turned and walked back towards the castle feeling a better after his talk with Saphira. He quietly went through the castle eventually arriving at his room. Pushing the door open he went and placed Zar'roc on a chair at the edge of the room before collapsing face down on his bed. His mind was going over all the memories he had of Tornac, or as he is now known, Brom. He slowly drifted to sleep thoughts off Brom still filling his head.

He woke an hour before sunrise. Slowly getting out of his bed Eragon stretched his sore muscles before walking to the bathroom splashing cold water on his face. Looking in the mirror he saw the nasty looking bruise that the king had given him yesterday. He didn't heal the wound because he did not want to seem weak to the king. After cleaning up Eragon walked out of the bathroom and strapped Zar'roc to his waist before leaving his room to go outside and see Saphira before the execution occurred.

As he walked down the steps and out the black doors of the courtyard he found a wooden platform right in the middle. The execution platform had already been set up a chills ran down Eragon's spine as he saw the rope. As quickly as he could Eragon left the courtyard letting out a deep breath that he didn't know he was holding.

"Saphira are you awake?"

"Yes, little one."

"I'm outside the courtyard. Can we go flying before well..?"

"Of course ill be right there. I can show you some of my new moves."

"I can't wait."

Eragon knew that Saphira understood why he wanted to go flying. The feeling was amazing and he couldn't think about anything else while he was up there with her.

He heard her coming before he could see her. Although the sun was not out there was still some light but not enough for Eragon too see very far. Saphira came into view she landed gracefully just in front of Eragon. She was much larger then the last time Eragon had flown with her. He jumped from her front leg to his position in the dip of her neck.

" Shall we Eragon."

" Aye."

Saphira launched high into the air Eragon felt the wind on his face and couldn't help but smile. He felt much more secure on Saphira now since she had grown. He and Saphira flew around the castle and the surrounding areas, they looped dived turned and did twists in the air, Saphira showing of her new skills it would seem. As they were gliding over the castle Eragon noticed something.

" The sun Saphira, its almost up. We should head back." All the excitement that Eragon had felt by flying with Saphira was gone, all that left now was dread.

" I shall be there for you little one, not even the king shall stop me." Saphira said as she sensed his dread through their bond.

"Thank you Saphira I'm glad that you will be there." Eragon said smiling, while he softly patted her neck. He was rewarded by a deep humming sound coming from Saphira. As they flew over the courtyard Eragon saw that a crowd had started to gather around the platform.

" I didn't realize the king was going to make this so public."

"It seems little one, that he wishes to humiliate Brom. However I do not think he will succeed. With everything you have told me about him I think that all that will matter to him is seeing your face one last time before…"

" I hope you are right."

"Of course I am after all I'm a Dragon." Saphira said. Eragon couldn't help but laugh.

" Shall we land oh mighty dragon?" Eragon said in a mocking voice.

"Hmm I think we shall."

She circled round until coming to a stop just outside the courtyard. Eragon slowly dismounted the inside of his things were sore from griping onto Saphira so hard while she was showing off.

" I didn't count on that many people coming Eragon I shall have to stay outside, I shall poke my head in. I am sorry."

"Don't apologize Saphira, you just being there is more then enough."

" I think we have arrived just in time, for Galbatorix is about to come out little one."

Eragon looked around and he saw guards' coming through the black doors no doubt to escort the king. He turned back to Saphira and gently patted her neck.

" I should go then."

"Do you have any idea what you are going to do little one?"

Eragon turned his back to Saphira and began to walk away as he replied "None."

As Eragon was walking towards the inside of the courtyard he saw the king standing at the front of the crowd. He called Eragon over to stand with him. This wasn't the way that Eragon had wanted Brom to see him, standing beside the king. Galbatorix put his hand on Eragon's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"Don't try anything."

The words sent shivers down Eragon's spine. He hated the fact that the mans hand was still on his shoulder. When he tried to shrug it off his grip became painfully tight. Eragon looked to the east to see the sun rising and at that precise moment Brom was brought out in shackles by a large group of soldiers.

His eyes were lifeless as they brought him to the platform. As Brom Walked up the steps onto the platform the soldiers surrounded it making it impossible for anyone to get through. Eragon tried with all his might to contact Brom's mind to tell him all the things he wanted to say. However as they placed the noose around his neck Eragon felt himself crash into a barrier surrounding Brom making it impossible for Eragon to contact him. Eragon looked over to see Galbatorix smiling; he had placed wards around him knowing what Eragon would try to do. He looked back at Brom as the executioner read out the charges against him and as the crowd cheered at the impending death.

Knowing what he had to do Eragon shoved off the king's hand and ran forward trying to push though the guards, but was unable to do so.

" Brom I forgive you! I shall not follow in my fathers foot steps!" Eragon yelled at the man about to be hung. A smile spread across Brom's face at Eragon's words. He saw Brom look over to Galbatorix with a triumphant smile before looking back at Eragon with happiness in his eyes. The executioner pulled the handle Eragon looked down at the ground as he heard the sickening crack of a neck breaking. A tear ran down Eragon's face at the thought of what had just happened.

"Little one, you let him die a happy man."

"Aye."

He tried to walk away but the soldiers held Eragon in place they slowly turned him until he came face to face with the most angry man in the land. Galbatorix stared at Eragon rage in his eyes.

Galbatorix turned and faced the crowd of peasants.

" It seems the show has not ended yet, take the body of the traitor away and throw him in a ditch somewhere. While you." Pointing a finger at Eragon as he spoke.

" Shall suffer for your insolence, I believe 20 lashes should about do it." He finished turning back to Eragon with a wicked smile as the crowd cheered. He walked closer to Eragon and whispered in his ear using the same sickening tone as before that made Eragon shiver in response. "You are not to heal these because if you do and trust me I shall know, you will suffer more then you thought imaginable."

The soldiers took him on to the platform as they did he saw men taking Brom's body away. The executioners turned to him whip in hand the soldiers turned him to face the crowd. A tremendous roar echoed through out he courtyard Eragon looked to see Saphira about to spring and no doubt try and rescue him. Before Eragon could tell her to stop the King turned towards her palm out stretched "Slytha" Saphira fell to the ground.

"Saphira!"

Galbatorix turned back to Eragon the smile never leaving his face as he signaled for the lashings to begin. Each time the whip came down slashing at Eragon's back. The more he swore that no matter what the man before him would pay for his crimes.

Okkkk so i know some of you are like what why did you kill of Brom im sorrry but it just had to happen for the story. I have no idea when i will be able to update my computer decided it was going to get a virus and stop working. (sometimes i really hate technology) but i will try my hardest to get the next chapter out as soon as possible.

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