Brom was if anything happy of being choosen, but a tad upset of Saphira talking to him in the was she had. He was in the forest, in a small house,

that only had the essentials of living an inteelegent life. He looked out at the beutiful view he had of the city, Vroen-gard. He had been here for

three nights and still no word from Oromis about his trainging. The celibration had been going all the time, now his head throbbed in unison to the

beat that had been going for three days straight. He sat down on his bed and as he had for every night so far began a long conversation with

Saphira. This was his favorite part of the day, for Saphira could draw his mind into her own and shield him from the noise, as he did for her, and

they embraced eachother in the first silence of the day. She said with the tenderness of a mother,"I am sorry that noise disturbs you so," he smilled,

through the months together they had always worried about eachothers safety as if it were their own body in pain. He replied," No, No it is not your

fault, the noise does bother me but you are sheilding me even as I shield you, don't worry about it." Thier conversation would of gone on for hours if

Morzan had not come in at that moment. He smilled at Brom with such a crocked grin one would think he was in pain and said," Greetings, my

master and your master now wishes to speak with us both." Brom stood up and gagged at the smell of liqour on him, he must of been drinking the

whole time. Saphira again entered hismind and said," Don't go with him he is lying, Oromis is asleep right now," Brom frowned, why would Morzan

lie to him? He smiled and said," Where is Oromis now, for I was about to take a shower, why don't you leave and tell me where he is and I will

go when I am finished," Morzan laughed weakly and said," Well you say through that deception rather well, to be honest Oromis did send me

to see as to you're well being, I just decided to test your wits." Brom did not like the fact that Morzan had purposly tried to trick him. Morzan

spook again," Oromis will begin our training tommorow, be sure to get plenty of rest, you will need it," the last part of his statement made Brom

feel as if Morzan was threatining him.

The next day Brom went to the training field that Morzan had indicated and found it to be empty except for Oromis and Morzan who were

sparring in the center. They were fighting with such super human speed and grace that Brom could scarcily belive that either of them were alive.

Oromis took notice of him and beckoned for him to come closer. He walked sulkely over to Oromis and he said," Good you're here, now for

you're first test I will pit you and Morzan against eachother in a swordfight," Brom could not believe what he had just heard," But I am a new

rider, Morzan has had a year of training," he said with the disbelief and the thought of how horribly Morzan would defeat him cam to mind.

Oromis nodded," That is a point, but I can't teach you swordplay without knowing of what sort of swordsman you are," he clapped his hands

and gave Brom a dull practice sword," Shall we begin," it was no question. Brom and Morzan squared off and for the first time Brom relized just

how much bigger Morzan was than he, Morzan was taller than him by about eight inches. Brom gulped relizing how much of an advantage that

gave the rider. He slightly raised his sword and Morzan jumped at him, with some instinct Brom did not recognize he swung his sword at Morzan

aiming for the left calf. Morzan's eyes bulged as the strike hit him at the area where the leg musceles met with the thigh musceles. Oromis

smilled, but Brom did not nottice at the time for all he could concentrate on was the look of rage on Morzan's face. He muttered so low Brom

could just barely hear him,"Brakka garjzla," Suddenly the clearing was plunged into darkness. Brom yelled as Morzan swung his sword into his

thigh, then on the boney part of his wrist, his knukles, his forehead, all in a few seconds. Morzan seemed to dance through the attack and that

left Brom for helpless since he could not see anything. Finally the assult stopped and Brom looked up from his kneeling position he had fell into

to see that Morzan had fallen back to recover and prepare for another assult. For the first time in his life Brom felt the sting of hatred, he hated

Morzan for giving him his wounds, which had been aimed at the most painful places possible. The hatred grew ad grew until he felt something,

something odd, in the back of his head. It was as if a memory that he had long forgotten suddenly had been jolted back to life by the dislike he

know harbord for Morzan. The memory took form in the shape of two words, words that seemed to pulse through his mind agian and again.

Then an odd energy filled him from his feet to the very tip of his head. It was not adreneline as he had at first suspected, nor Sapira, who filled

him with this savage energy. It was something else and if he did not release it and quickly he felt as if he would explode. He raised his head

and said," Skulblakas ven," the energy left him and seemed to focus on his eyes, he could see everything is such vivid clarity that it seemed

unreal. Then the exaustion assailed him and he dropped to his knees, then straight out on the ground, uterly spent.

Brom deicided that it was the neverending ticking that was going to drive him crazy first. It never seemed to end, tic-tic-tic-tic, over and over

again. He sat up and found Oromis sitting beside him writting something on a piece of paper. He looked up and said," Well finally you're up, I

did'nt think that That Morzan hit you hard enough to make you black-out," Brom thought about it, then it hit him. Morzan had not been blacked-

out by Morzan but by that mysterious energy that had surged him. He wondered if he should tell Oromis of it, then said," It was not Morzan

who did it, master, is there such athing as magic?" The question seemed to disturb Oromis, and he said," Why do you ask?" Brom thought agoin

for some reason his brain was working slowly," Mainly because of what Morzan did after I hit him, also because I think I might of used it myself,

I said" Skulblakas ven" and everything gained a crystal clear image." Oromis lowered his head and muttered," He was not supposed to use it, I

strictly told him no magic, especially around you until I deemed you appropriate to have this knowledge." he shook his head, and looked at

Brom," Alright then, I am going to have to teach you the secrets of magic," For the next five hours Oromis talked to Brom about magic, spells,

the energy it took to cast these spells, dragons assistance in the casting, and the mental stability of all riders. He said," Magic is like a whole

new deminsion of the body, It allows you to do things normal men would shake there things about magic you need to know about

magic before you cast anymore spells. First and the most important rule of magic: Do not cast a spell that will take all you're energy or you will

die. Also do not even attempt to retrieve someone from the abyss of death, it will consume you're strength like bear does honey. Now since you

have found magic by yourself I've no other choice than to train you at Morzan's level in it, dont look so astonished Saphira should help with her

strength as well. Which reminds me, a rider can actually call upon his or her dragon's own amounts of strength, fueling his magic to the point

were an ordinary spellcaster would kell over and die, so tommorow we will have to begin you're instruction in the Ancient Language. For now I

suppose I should tell you this, do NOT try to cast anymore spells until you are stronger. If you are still curios I will perform one spell of you're

asking." he waited for Brom to tell him what he wanted to see. Brom did'nt know, then he said," If I can get energy from Saphira, can I get

energy from other people too?" Oromis muttered something that sounded like," Nángoröth orúm," then he said in a tone that Brom could

understand," You are not supposed to know of this but yes, you can recieve energy from others," Brom nodded," Good then is there a spell that

allows to see and talk to people at great distances?" Again Oromis muttered the two words and said," It is quite possible, it's called scrying,"

Brom nodded and smilled and said," In that case can you teach me what to say and then when I say it you fuel me with your energy, I wish to

speak with my family," a single tear ran down Brom's face as he mentioned the people he had left behind to become a Rider. Oromis

understood and said," Of coarse, make an image of you're family as lifelike as possible and then say,"Draumr kópa," on a flat surface you're

family should appear." Brom nodded, determination blazing in his eyes, he said," Ready," Oromis nodded and began fueling energy into Brom,

he could also sence Saphira doing likewise. His head snapping up Brom said," Draumr kópa," he directed it at the wall. A few minutes passed

and then a single small woman stepped into the picture, she starred at Brom with the same intencity that she starred at him, he said," Mother,"

and she replied," B-Brom, are you using magic?" A single smile graced Brom's lips as he laughed," Yes I am, this is Oromis, he is my teacher,"

Oromis stepped forward and bowed to her," Ma'am, I am honered to meet the mother of such an interesting pupil, he discovered magic on his

own, you should be proud," She nodded, tears of joy spilling from her eyes as she said," Brom was always the boy who was picked on, but he

never stopped loving those around him," She stopped for her tears had stopped her from saying any more. Then a tall, strong looking man

stepped into the room and layed eyes on Brom, he smilled, then he saw Oromis and he gasped," Oromis," with a similar reaction Oromis said,"

Halcomb," The man who had walked was obviously Brom's father, he said," Brom you're using magic I see, Congradulations, found out about it

yourself did you? Well don't go off and cast any mis-worded spells," he then walked out of the room in a furious manner. Brom glanced back at

his mother, the energy coming from Oromis and Saphira had very little left to it, he had to hurry. He said," Mother if you can still hear me tell

everyone there that I miss them terribly, and I love you," the magic slipped from his grasp. The image on the wall, his orb of perrseption,

vanished. He punched the side of the bed and said," If I had been stronger I could of spoke with her a bit longer, but I was too weak," He

looked at Oromis," Time to get back to work,"