Chapter #: Elva's Short End/Flare's Return to Eragon's Aid
As Eragon prepared to finish removing the blessing from Elva the not yet 2 year old, though her body had aged to that of a 4 year old because of the curse that Eragon had unintentionally placed on the girl had forced her to grow, the girl spoke up
"No!"
Puzzled, Eragon looked at her.
An ecstatic glow seemed to emanate from Elva. Her round, pearl-like teeth gleamed as she smiled her eyes flashing with triumphant joy.
"No, don't try again."
"But, Elva, why would-"
"Because I don't want anymore spells feeding off me. And because I just realized I can ignore them!" She gripped the arms of her chair, trembling with excitement. "Without the urge to aid everyone who is suffering, I can ignore their troubles, and it doesn't make me sick!-" started Elva
"Is that so? Oh feeler of pain?" asked a familiar voice to both Eragon and Saphira
"Airwalker!" said Eragon as he turned to the man who bowed his head
"I have returned Eragon, O` Rider" said Flare as he smiled before turning back to the girl, "Are you as heartless to not want to help those in pain? I am as you are now, connected to even the smallest of humans and know when and where they will be hurt" said Flare his eyes narrowed in a glare towards the girl
"Yes! now without Eragon's blessing I can just ignore these people! Now if I serve the Varden, it'll be because I want to, not because I have to!"
Noticing that Elva was unstable Eragon started to reach for the magic when Elva suddenly raced across the room and covered the rider's mouth and whispered so only he, or so she thought, could hear
"Eragon, cease. If you cast-ARGH!!" said Elva when a blade appeared through her right breast(the upper right of her chest for those confused) Flare's position on the otherside of the tent abandoned and he held a bade that seemed to radiate power in and of itself, "I can't sense you Airwalker..." said Elva as for her the world grew dark
"You threatened, or rather attempted to threaten, one of more importance then you Elva, and know this, you will endure torments worse then that I have set for Twilight, when I catch the Grey-user" said Flare his black eyes even darker as the lifeforce left the girl and as Nasuada's guards came running in and saw the balde and attacked Flare only for not only Eragon and Saphira to defend him but for a all of naught but wind and fire to appear and swirl about him
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"You betray me Eragon?" asked Nasuada and Eragon shook his head as Flare turned to the leader of the Varden
"I am Flare, Airwalker as known to the elves, I am a anomoly `O Nasuada, I live not in this dimention, but in one that fire burns without magic or fuel, air moves without wind and water appears without a natural source" said Flare as he smiled slightly to the girl, no young woman, infront of him as he held out his hand and fire seemed to appear and encompass his hand yet the youn man showed no acknowledgement to it
"Airwalker, would you consent to having your-" started Nasuada when suddenly...
"NO! I mean, no my liege, I can not and will not have any endangered by examining his mind, the Queen herself almost was lost in his mind" said Eragon as he spoke to Arya though his mind, it seemed after Flare had left they grew both apart and closer in the span of time
"You are wise, Shadeslayer, Firesword, and Son of One" said Flare as the flames went out and the wind picked up
"Could you explain yourself Airwalker then?" asked Nasuada and Flare shrugged
"I could" he said but gave no inclination he would which reminded Eragon of Angela the witch
"Will you?" asked Nasuada
"No, I hold the favor of both Eragon and the Queen, is that not enough? Or shall I call Arya in as well?" asked Flare challenging the young woman and she stood up and seemed to accept his challenge, "You are bold, Nasuada, daughter of Ajihad but foolish, Galbitorix himself would be hard pressed to beat me" said Flare as he simply stood there
"Do not underestimate me" said Nasuada and Flare laughed as Eragon did something that he knew would get him into trouble and muttered a spell that drained the vitality from Nasuada causing her to fall back into her chair and she glared at Eragon with a look of betrayal
"You would do well Nightstalker not to waste energy on one who is protecting you I do not want to fight but I will if challenged, I am the King of the Elementals" said Flare
"Airwalker, I am surprised you've decided to grace us with your presence" said a voice and Flare smirked
"It is always as it will be Arya, Princess of the Elves" said Flare ignoring the gasps of surprise from Nasuada and the rest of the humans who did not know
"And you still see fit to impose your opinion on me and Eragon" said Arya and Flare turned to her, his gaze neither harsh nor forgiving
"You who hold the same feelings as Eragon should not tell me what I should do especially since I can reverse much of Galbitorix's power with but a snap on mine fingers" said Flare and Nasuada looked at Flare expectantly and both Arya and Eragon laughed
"He won't, as it will send him away and undo all he has done" said Eragon between laughs as Arya seemed to remember just why Flare had pushed them closer
"Eragon, Might I be able to talk to you later? even if it without Saphira? It is nigh important" said Arya and Flare seemed to smirk as he wove into the threads of fate a future that not even Angela could desipher
"I would be happy to Arya" said Eragon before turning to Flare, "I seem to think this is your doing again, but I will restrain from placing blame" he said before turning to walk out of the tent Arya following close behind as if she needed to leave
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Arya and Eragon disappeared into his tent though it seemed as if they were just looking to talk in private, however while the two immortals were talking Saphira stayed behind and turned her head to Flare
Greeting Airwalker, it has been a few months since I last saw someone out wit me even if it was against a common threat
"Saphira, Daughter of the wild, I think you should be ready for a long winded journey, one that in and of itself can and will shake the foundations of Alagaesia" said Flare and Saphira seemed to nod
The blade of fire you spoke of the last time you were here?
"The same, and a kept promise" said Flare before waving off anymore questions and started to leave before suddenly stopping
"Angela, the fortune teller, be forewarned, it is beyond impossible to see what is beyond this day for you as I am always reading the Tome of Knowledge and know when fate changes it's course" said Flare