WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MAY CAUSE SEVERE CONFUTION. On the other hand, it may not, but you know, whatever you think it is, it is.

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Chapter 6: In the Hadarac desert

Fyusao blinked, trying to get used to the sunlight berating his eyes with no mercy. He pressed his hands against the sand below him and immediately wished he hadn't; the sand's immense heat burned his hands. He looked down at where he was sitting. This was not that portal he was in, nor was it his bed it was — a desert.

The only thing that his mind thought at that particular moment was, huh? Fyusao stood up and looked out into the distance and saw nothing but the silhouettes of sand dunes. Seeing nothing that interested him, Fyusao sat back down. Having nothing to do but wait, the male elf drew in the sand, and made, 'sand angles' like a child.

After several hours Fyusao had a burning throat. Only minutes later the burn spread through his lungs, and he became noticeably weaker. Roughly an hour later, hunger added to the dryness of his throat and lungs.

The desert had now started to get dark, and the air was ever so slowly getting colder.

By the time another hour had come, Fyusao was gasping for breath through his dry longs, and clutching his stomach in pain as hunger ate at him. He'd already tried to use his magic to summon water from the air, and the ground, but the magic didn't work. Tired, hungry, and confused, Fyusao collapsed onto the sand because of lack of water and food.

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Eragon paced the interior of his tent. "Roran look, I understand I promised but I can't, not right now. I'm already leaving to go to Ellesméra in a few minutes!" "You promised, I'm ready, and I'm not gonna waste any more time on it. Katrina could be dead right now and I'm just lounging here safe, and cozy!" Roran was completely out of control. Eragon laughed. He couldn't help it. "Lounging around! Safe! Cozy!" He said hysterically between laughs. "One," Eragon said still laughing, "you are by no means safe. At any moment, Galbatorix and his army could storm in here!" he had stopped laughing and was now completely serious, "Two, this is a army camp." The rider said, stressing the words. "The fact that you are not safe makes it near impossible to relax or be 'cozy'."

"If you leave to Ellesméra and the enemy comes, the Varden will be squashed," Roran said the comment very matter-a-factly. Eragon thought for a moment before, "If I leave with you and the king attacks the Varden will also be squashed. But here this: At this moment in time I cannot face the Ra'zac and win, and therefore, cannot rescue Katrina. Further more, if I go to Ellesméra and continue to learn the art of the sword, I may be able to face the Ra'zac, and win." Eragon looked at his cousin's face with seriousness, opened the tent flap, and left the tent.

Eragon walked to Saphira, and jumped onto her already packed back. Let's find Arya. Eragon told his dragon who was already doing what he had asked.

They didn't have much trouble finding Arya for she was walking towards them at the time that Saphira started to look for her. Arya greeted the dragon and rider with a polite, "Hello," before Eragon, ignoring the, The two of you will never work, from Saphira, put his hand out for Arya to take. She stared at the hand for a minute, but took it.

Once Arya was on Saphira, and they elf and rider had checked to make sure all of the supplies, bread, water, pot, etc., Saphira took off, with several great flaps of her wings.

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Fyusao woke up with his throat crisp, and stomach burning. It was still night, and was therefore cold. He stood up, and hugged himself, trying to rid his body of the cold night air. However, he was too weak to stand up very well, lost his balance, and fell to his knees. As his dry lungs gasped for air he crawled forward and stamped his hand on the ground.

Something deep within Fyusao started to rumble. His body collapsed to the ground as he yelled, "ADURNA!"

Moments later, he got up and saw a puddle of water that had pooled up. Having no time to be confused, he cupped his hands and spooned the slightly sandy water into his mouth. Once he had gotten all he could from the water pool, he stood up, and began to walk. Hunger still burned inside of him, but he walked on.

An hour later Fyusao collapsed to the ground again, his hunger blacking him out.

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. But now they had landed, and Arya was very glad. She never really had like flying, and hated flying for long distances. As they set up the best camp they could in the middle of the Hadarac desert, Saphira went out to hunt.

She came back, minutes later, but had no dead animal in her teeth. Eragon, Saphira's voice was shaky.

Uh-oh, Eragon said.

Why do you say that? Saphira's voice was curious not angry.

Just say what you were gonna say originally or else you'll forget what you were going to say.

Meany! Saphira accused.

How am I being mean! Eragon exclaimed.

You're implying I can't remember anything.

Just tell me what you were going to say.

Not until you tell me why you said uh-oh.

I said it 'cause I know what you're about to say is bad news by the tone you said Eragon in, now tell me what you were going to tell me, because I know it's important! Eragon shouted it so fast, that Saphira could barely understand him.

OK, OK, Now I saw... Her voice went shaky again before she paused.

I saw an elf while out hunting.

Come on Saphira! I know that seeing an elf wouldn't shake you like this! Eragon exclaimed.

I wasn't done! Saphira said, defending herself. She continued, The elf was dead.

Eragon's eyebrows rose, and Arya, who was watching the dragon and rider but was not in the mind conversation joined in asking, What? Eragon, not expecting Arya to be in the conversation, jumped up with surprise. Arya laughed out at Eragon's maneuver. Eragon blushed.

I saw a dead elf while hunting.

Huh? Arya was still laughing, and therefore did not properly hear what Saphira had said.

I said I saw a dead elf while hunting.

Your voice still wouldn't have been shaky, and you wouldn't have been that scared if all that you found was a dead elf, Eragon piped in.

The elf was lying on his back, and his eyes were open­ ―

If his eyes were open, why do you think he was dead? Eragon interrupted.

Because I smelled him. The last time he ate food was well over three weeks ago. Even though he is an elf, I know that because his ears are sharply pointed, I don't think he could live without food for a week or two.

What you say is true Saphira, Arya stated calmly. Elves can live only a couple days longer with no food than humans can. No food for much more than three weeks would kill an elf.

Back to what I was saying. He was on his back and his eyes were open and I saw his eyes. They were black; ALL of them; including what should be white.

Arya gasped in horror. "No, it can't be…" she said out loud. "IT ISN'T POSSIBLE!" she screamed before sinking to her knees, and starting to cry.

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Fyusao couldn't do anything. He was paralyzed on the ground, his back facing the desert sand. He couldn't move, blink, smell, see, or feel anything, including hunger, or thirst, but the way that he looked at it was, "At least I'm not dying of hunger or dehydration,"

Fyusao had gotten a little hopeful when he sensed a nearby presence, but wasn't surprised when he could no longer sense whatever it was.

If he could have, Fyusao would have jumped up into a standing position immediately. Something huge, something enormous was coming. He didn't know where it was coming from, but he knew that it was less than one hundred feet away. It was slowly getting closer. Now fifty feet from him. Forty-five, now forty, thirty-five feet from Fyusao. Only moments later the thing, whatever it was, was standing, crawling, or however that thing stood still, right beside Fyusao.

Fyusao managed to gulp. Moments later, Fyusao regained the use of body parts, and all of his senses, but the thing, Fyusao saw after getting up, was gone.

Fyusao turned around at the sound of footsteps. Two people, one female, and one male, stopped. The male squinted at him before gasping. The female gasped, and fainted into the arms of the male that suddenly appeared next to her. Fyusao began to run towards the group, feelings of food and water completely gone, but before he could travel ten feet, a huge shadow that turned into a dragon appeared before him. Just before his lack of food and water knocked him unconscious, Fyusao gulped for the second time in five minutes.

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Eragon had no idea how to deal with a crying princess that he happened to think was amazingly beautiful. Not that it mattered that he thought that she was insanely beautiful, but none the less, there was a crying elvin princess on the ground, and he did not know what do. Saphira was no help, and only said things like, Certain things in your life must be sorted out by yourself.

Eventually, Eragon sat down beside Arya, and put his arm around her. She did not respond. When he hugged her tighter, she did. She stopped crying almost instantly, and moved out of his embrace. Eragon was hurt, but not much. He already knew that they couldn't be.

When Arya had gotten a hold of herself, Saphira persuaded her rider, and the female elf to come to where she saw the elf with black eyes.

Eragon and Arya followed Saphira, who was flying high above them. However, when Eragon and Arya got to the place, there was an elf there, but he was standing up. Before they got within seventy-five feet of him, he turned around, and saw them. When he did, Eragon and Arya stopped moving in surprise. Eragon squinted at the elf, trying to see his eyes. When he saw them he gasped; they were completely black just as Saphira had said.

Arya, however, looked at his eyes and fainted when she saw that his eyes were all black. Eragon caught her but moving his hands in front of her.

Without any kind of notice, the elf, ran at Eragon, only a few moments later, Saphira landed between Eragon and the elf. The elf, suddenly dropped to the ground unconscious.

I'm just as happy that I finished this chapter as I was in the head note as I am in the foot note. So, Yay, another chappie. Hope this didn't take to long to post. I don't remember how long it took me. Whatever.

And now for the incredibly short ancient language guide:

ADURNA – WATER

That's all the ancient language! does little dance (It was very boring to translate all the ancient language in the last chapter)

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P.P.S. reread the end of chapter two. It's barely different, but the next or the one after that, won't make sense if you don't.

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