Okay, This chapter is basically about Danielle's past. Enjoy and review!

Recap

"Wow… Who knew she had such a tongue?" he said, smiling. Eragon looked at him. "What she said was kind of true you know. You don't have to worry about us. After all, she did kick our asses in sparing."

"Oh shut up." Eragon said throwing a stick at him. Murtagh's eyes sparkled.

"I mean, you're a riderand you had more experience. Plus..." Murtagh babbled on and on how Eragon should have beat her. Eragon groaned and complained to Saphira.

He's right too you know. Said Saphira with a laugh. Eragon stared at her with disbelief.

Not you too…

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There was a rustle in the bushes behind Danielle, she spun around and unsheathe her sword, Murtagh popped out of the bushes.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." She sheathe her sword back again. Murtagh looked around.

"Where's Kahiro?" he asked, wondering where that great brute was.

"Flying with Saphira somewhere." Danielle answered as she sat down onto the ground and stared at the water. They were near a lake, it was beautiful. Around them, trees seemed to glow under the moonlight. The moon was whole and there was many stars out. The lake was crystal clear and they could see the reflection of the stars on it. "This place is beautiful isn't it?" breathe out Danielle while patting the ground next to her. A silent invitation for him to sit. (Anybody who want to see the picture of the place I am describing go to my profile! Only the trees and the Moon though…)

Murtagh looked at the surroundings carefully. "Yes it is." Danielle turned her head to look at him. It was the first time Murtagh really looked at her. Her brown eyes was no longer dark and cold. Most likely because of Kahiro. No, it was sparkling. Her long red hair was tied up in a loose bun, strands of hair escaping it. She was a true beauty. Not very much unlike the elf. With the moonlight hugging her figure, it seemed as if she was a goddess. (Kinda lame there… Sorry!)

"So what brings you here?" she asked him.

"It seems like we are going to travel a lot together. And I realized I don't know much about you, except the fact that you're a girl and your name is Danielle."

Danielle looked at him in surprise. Then genuine kindness. "Um… Well… There isn't very much to know about me… But… I don't know you very well either."

"Yeah." For a while there was only silence between them. "So what's your full name?" asked Murtagh.

"Um… Danielle Rashi." She answered. "And yours?"

"Murtagh, just Murtagh. I don't know my parents name." he said, lying through his teeth.

"Oh… What happened?" she asked. Murtagh just looked down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up bad memories…" There was another awkward silence. "I… I lost my parents too." Murtagh looked up.

"My mom left my family when I was 5. I didn't remember the details, but I knew she loved us. I knew she loved me. Something forced her to go. I guess I would never know why…" Tears came into her eyes. Remembering that night was hard.

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Flashback

"Amy, you don't have to go… We can face this together." Danielle could hear it from the top of the stairs. She had came down to get a glass of water to drink, only to see her mother and father in a heavy conversation. Tears were leaking form both her parent's eyes.

"No James. We can't. I MUST leave. They are after me James. I don't want the children to get hurt. Both Eragon and Danielle. You have to take care of them. Okay James? Be strong." Amy said. Danielle's mother was beautiful. Far beautiful then any one Danielle saw. But she was young. She always thought everybody was beautiful.

"But Amy…" James complained. "I… I don't want to loose you." He said to her. Amy just looked away from him.

"Its… It's late. Let's go to sleep." She whispered and she stood up and walked towards their bedroom. James quickly followed.

That night, Danielle couldn't sleep well. Her door opened and she shut her eyes. Pretending to sleep. She felt a kiss on her forehead and a whisper.

"Danille, darling. I love you. Don't ever forget that okay?" and another kiss. "If you ever need help, remember that I am there with you and say the word 'Shoah'. It would help you." Danielle opened her eyes and looked at her mother.

"Mom… Am I going to see you again?" Danielle asked in a whisper. A tear leaked down her mother's eyes.

"Let's hope so my dear. Now go back to sleep." She said. Tucking Danielle in she then whispered. "Atra gulai ilian tauthr ono un atra ono waise skolir fra rauthr." Danielle felt a wave of calm sweeping over her. She didn't ask what it meant. She just knew it was powerful. "Goodnight darling." Her mother said, before shutting her bedroom door.

That was the last time Danielle saw her mother.

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Murtagh listened in sadness. Danielle was already silently crying.

"Your brother's name is Eragon? Is he by chance-"

Danielle interrupted him. "No. My Eragon had red hair and blue eyes." She said. Then she sighed. "I lost Eragon and my Father in a fire."

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Flashback

'Dad? Dad!' a little girl screamed through the house. The house was on fire. The heat, the intensity of it gently licked on her skin, scorching it. She was huddled on the ground of the nursery. Her red hair fanned out messily, just like the fire itself.

'Baby? Are you there?' A man came into view. He had livid black hair and brown eyes. He coughed trying to get the smoke out of his lungs. The banister crashed down, nearly squashing him with it. 'Baby, you have to get out of here. Go!' he screamed in pain. Fire had gone onto his shirt. She could see he was in pain.

'Dad? Are you alright? Dad. Let me help you.'

'No! Get out of here. GET OUT!' he shouted at her. She was frightened. Tears were streaming down her face. She could feel the heat all around her, it hurt, it hurt a lot. 'GO!'

She scrambled up, she wasn't sure what to do. Finally she ran out the front door. Leaving her screaming father behind her. The screams haunted her. She could hear her little baby brother crying loudly from the nursery. As if a second thought she ran upstairs and kicked the door open. More smoke came from the inside she coughed and the smoke hurt her eyes. With her eye watering she quickly grabbed her baby brother from his cot and ran downstairs out of her house.

She could hear her father banging onto things and screaming in pain. A part of the ceiling crashed down behind her. She ran out, with tears streaming down her face while clinging onto her brother like dear life. The poor boy was not hurt, only frightened and scared. She just kept on running, blindly shouting for help. She stepped onto something, then a sharp pain on her head. Then everything went black.

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"When I woke up, my baby brother wasn't in my hands. And I realized, I lost my whole family, my whole life. To the fire." Danielle was sobbing. Murtagh awkwardly wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She leaned in the his chest and continued crying. All the years of pain and torment finally came pouring out. Soon the crying stopped.

Murtagh looked down. In his arms, was the prettiest girl Murtagh ever saw. After a while, he realized that Danielle was fast asleep. Murtagh sighed and looked at her again.

"I guess it took a lot out of her to tell me all that. But why did she do it? Tell me everything?" He said out loud. He was shocked when he heard a voice in his mind.

Because she needed someone to hold her and help her.

He turned around. "Kahiro?" he asked.

Yes, it is me. Saphira had gone back to Eragon. Kahiro answered.

"What did you mean by she needed someone to hold her?" he asked.

Hush. Talk to me in your mind. I don't want to wake her up. She deservers some rest.

Okay. But what did you mean? Murtagh asked.

Ever since her father's death. She lived on the streets, occasionally doing odd jobs here and there. She didn't inherit anything. Everything was burned in the fire. Until she was 15, she finally managed to get a higher up job and rent an apartment.

Apartment? What's that?

A mini house. Anyway, she couldn't lean on anybody for help. She had kept everything bottled inside of her. Until now.

Didn't she cry to you?

Not really. I guess it is because we talk mind to mind. I guess it doesn't let her 'unbottle' her feelings. Answered Kahiro thoughtfully.

What job did she do to get her off the streets?

Kahiro turned her head and looked Murtagh in the eye with her large golden one, Assassination.

I hope I didn't rush anything… hope you all like it. I'm going to stop updating for a while.

Because I seem to have really little reviews… I'm not sure people are continuing to enjoy my story. So PLEASE review and let me know whether you like it! PLEASE!

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