World of Empires
Disclaimer: I really want to take credit but I can't. I will never own Eragon/Eldest or any characters
Chapter 1: The black home
"Roran, are there anybody still in Carvahall right now?" asked Eragon curiously. He had not seen his home now for more than one and half years and he really missed it. He wanted a vacation where he could see his precious home again, where he could see the farm he grew up on, where he could lay down in the fields of straw and relax.
"Roran, I want to go back to Carvahall, can you come with me? We can rescue Katrina on the way." Eragon hoped he would agree, he needed a companion on the way and he hoped that Roran also missed his home.
"Yes, Eragon I would, but do you think we can persuade Nasuada to let us go off. I mean, in this critical stage of the war, do you think we have time to go off for a nice little vacation back home?" Eragon was thinking the same thing. Even if Roran agreed to go with him Nasuada might not.
"Roran, come with me today to Nasuada and explain the situation. Im sure she will let us go if it means everything to us." So the two of them went to the other side of the camp and on the way they met King Orik.
"Ah, Eragon, I've been looking for you, apparently Nasuada is going to gather all those available to fight in Surda and invade the empire. The elves in the north are going to help too; we dwarves are to flank them by marching past the Hadarac desert."
Eragon looked at Roran sadly and wished that the situation they were currently in ceased to exist. "King Orik, Im afraid we cannot help you, you see my cousin Roran plan to go back to Carvahall, my home for a few days."
"Im sorry to hear that laddie, now is the time when we need a rider like you, however I see you point." With that Orik left without saying another word and looked slightly sad.
They soon reached Nasuada's tent. As they stepped inside they noticed that many of the advisors were arguing and when they came in the advisors were eyeing them suspiciously.
"My liege Nasuada, it is with deep regret that I must leave at once and return to Carvahall for a few days, it was my childhood home." Nasuada looked slightly puzzled. Roran and Eragon knew what she was thinking. Whether to risk victory or defeat to let his best warrior have some relaxation or to fight on with him against his own will.
"I will let you two go this once; however I will send some troops with you for protection. We cannot let our finest warrior fall." Eragon looked slightly baffled.
"Err my liege, we will ride Sapphira to Carvahall, and I doubt she will be strong enough to hold more than three people." Nasuada looked at them uncomfortably. When she finally spoke it surprised everybody.
"I will send for Arya to go with both of you." Roran and Eragon turned their heads to see each other and both of them looked extremely surprised.
"My liege, don't you think that somebody needs to look after the Varden and Arya is perfect for that job. Who will protect the Varden during my leave if Arya goes?"
Nasuada then laughed. She then murmured, "From our spies in the empires, it turns out that nine tenths of Galbatorix's active army got destroyed in the battle of the burning plains. We have turned the table. We now outnumber them; soon they will be fighting a war on three fronts making it literally impossible to defend."
"Yes," Eragon said. "I heard from King Orik about it, so my liege when can we leave?"
"Almost instantly, you will have to tell Arya though, tell her that I sent her to protect you two on your journey."
So the two cousins left and went to Arya's tent. They eventually found it as it was the only tenth with Elven colours on it. "Roran, wait outside, I'll do the talking." So Roran stayed outside and waited.
Eragon opened the flap door of the tent and looked inside. Arya was looking at the mirror almost completely naked. That was however not what caught Eragon's eye. From Eragon's point of view she looked absolutely beautiful. Eragon immediately stepped out of the tent before she saw him. He swore loudly and had sweat pouring onto his forehead.
This time Eragon knocked and a voice came from inside, "Just wait out there for a moment, I'm just getting changed." Eragon blushed slightly, nice of her to tell him…
Then Arya said, "Come in."
Eragon came into the tent and saw Arya dressed in a yellow skirt and blue silk dress, she looked beautiful, but then Eragon though she was beautiful in any dress. Eragon was slightly red and murmured, "You are so beautiful," but no enough for her to hear.
"Yes Eragon, what do you need?" asked Arya unaware of the circumstances.
"Well, Arya do you want to come with me and Roran back to Carvahall, my homeland?" asked Eragon blushing.
"I thought you said you weren't going to chase me anymore," stated Arya looking slightly annoyed and sounding angry. "Look, Eragon, I am on-
"Arya, Im not chasing you, Nasuada told you to come with us, I was discussing it with her before." Eragon looked also slightly annoyed that Arya made presumptions before she knew actual fact.
"Oh, Im sorry Eragon," said Arya looking slightly embarrassed. "If Nasuada told me to go then I might as well go. But who can defend the Varden with both of us gone?"
Eragon told Arya what Nasuada had told him. Arya nodded meaning that she understood and then they were outside to find Roran standing there also looking a bit annoyed. "What took you so long?" he asked.
"Well, it's just that I had to explain the entire situation to Arya and that took time. I'll call Sapphira."
"Sapphira where are you, we are going back to Carvahall."
"What now? Ok, Ill be there in five minutes, meet me on the clearing on the east side of the camp."
The three went east and waited for Sapphira. When she finally arrived she carried a dead boar in her mouth and gave it to Eragon. "Keep this, we might need it." Just before Sapphira was about to take off Nasuada came running at them and shouted, "Eragon, Arya and Roran, when you come back meet us Melian, we will have reached there in about two days!"
Eragon gave the thumbs up and within seconds Sapphira was off. Eragon told Sapphira to fly around the empire and through the Hadarac desert to avoid the sharpshooters and spies the empires.
Within minutes they were surpassing hundreds of tall beautiful mountains. "So err Eragon, who is Arya?" asked Roran innocently, unaware of things that had happened in Eragon's life serving the Varden and the elves.
"Arya, should I tell Roran about you and your current status within the Elven order?" asked Eragon through the mind.
"I couldn't care less, just don't tell him that I rejected you, he will probably stick it in your face."
"Roran isn't like that, but I won't tell."
"Roran, this is Arya, an Elven princess, I met her two years ago." Roran was absolutely baffled. She was an Elven princess? How did Eragon get together with a Elven princess, quite a good looking one at that?
"So err how did you two meet?" asked Roran again. This time Arya smiled at Eragon and she herself decided to answer.
"Put it this way Roran, I got captured by an evil shade who tried to kill me and he poisoned me. However you cousin here came along with his dragon Sapphira, rescued me and saved me from death. That is how me and your cousin met." Eragon then laughed and so did Arya. Roran was very confused and slightly embarrassed.
"So, Um, are you two, you know, going, you know more than friends!" asked a curious Roran desperate for answers.
"NO!" shouted both Arya and Eragon together in unison. Arya looked quite annoyed but Eragon found it funny. They had shouted so loudly even Sapphira was distracted and she nearly flew into a hill. Roran decided not to pursue the matter and stopped talking.
That night they setup camp on the slope of a small mountainside. "So Arya what were you doing inside your tent before I came in? You sounded like you were busy," asked Eragon who decided to incite a conversation for humour purposes.
"Ermm, I was just reading something," replied Arya, her cheeks and pale and delicate skin going red.
"Yea? What were you reading?" asked Eragon again, clearly amused with himself that he put Arya in this situation.
"None of your business, it's getting dark we need some sleep, tomorrow we need to make haste for Carvahall," said Arya, desperately trying to shift the subject. So the three of them made way into three different tents.
In the next morning Eragon was awoke by his cousin whom seemed also quite tired. "What time is it?" asked Eragon. "Absolutely no idea" was the reply. Eragon walked out of his tent to find Arya brushing Sapphira gently.
"Wow, Arya is good, Eragon you should do this someday."
"Hmmm, maybe I will, what time is it?"
"Seven in the morning"
"What the hell, why are we up this early!"
"Arya said that they needed an early start."
"Not this early…"
"Come on, you two we need to get going!" cried Arya. She was also quite tired but much more active than Eragon and Roran.
"I'm knackered," complained Eragon. He indeed also looked it, Roran didn't look any better.
"How about this then Eragon shadeslayer, lets Spar," challenged Arya with a grin on her face.
"Your ON!" cried Eragon with lots of enthusiasm.
"Here we go again," said Sapphira so all three of them could here.
Arya and Eragon sparred for half an hour whilst being watched by the eyes of Roran.
Finally Eragon slipped on a small piece of stone and fell forward onto Arya and both fell down into a tumble, Eragon on top.
Whilst down they looked at each other for a few seconds before finally Eragon, face very red, leapt up and said, "AHEEEMMM." Arya got up and started grinning, also looking very red and embarrassed.
"You know, you two could seriously make the perfect couple," commented Roran whilst laughing uncontrollably.
"Come on guys, we need to make a move on," said Sapphira with a sense of boredom.
The rest of the journey was quite smooth. There was no talk between them, only odd glances at one another; especially Eragon towards Arya. Arya did not realize that a man sitting next to her was perverting on her.
They landed on a small field and got off. "Well, here we are back at home sweet home," said Eragon.
"Ahh, still remember this place from my childhood," said Sapphira sounding very happy. "Wait, something is wrong…"
"Err, Eragon you need to see this." Roran pointed to the west and Arya, Eragon, Roran and Sapphira stared. All that was left of Carvahall was some black ashes and lots of rubble.
Both Eragon and Roran had tears running down their cheeks, their home of happiness, of peace, destroyed by the mongers of war. Both of them now felt hatred beyond reckoning. "I'm sorry," muttered Arya. Sapphira looked equally sad.
The four of them walked into the remains of Carvahall. The tavern had been burnt down and only the columns remained. They walked through the entire village, looking at the destruction.
"WHO GOES THERE!" cried a voice from near a pile of rubble. Sloan came out with a bow. "I'm warning you, burn anything more I will have you for dinner!"
"Sloan it's me Roran, what the fuck happened here?" asked Roran with a voice full of anger.
"Oh you, you returned you and a fat beast from neverland no doubt. Oh, and an elf and his horny slut!" insulted Sloan. This was a bad blow, Eragon had enough. He leaped forward and grabbed Sloan.
"Never insult, me or Arya ever AGAIN!" screamed Eragon. "Do you not recognise me, I AM HUMAN, I AM ERAGON!" he cried even louder.
Sloan looked at him carefully. "So it's true, you are indeed a rider. What do you want?"
This time Roran spoke. "What happened here?"
"HA! When you left hundreds of troops came, they burned all the livestock and I went into hiding. When they left I lived off the rubble. The cursed Ra'zac burnt all the remaining ale there is."
Again, Roran and Eragon felt hatred. "We have also come to rescue Katrina, you daughter and my fiancé," said Roran with emphasis.
"There is nothing you can do, the Ra'zac are way too powerful, no hu-
"Sloan, Eragon and Arya are more than capable or defeating a few Ra'zac."
"Roran, I think we should Scrythe Katrina to see where she is," suggested Arya.
"I think we should too," said Eragon. Roran simply nodded.
Eragon grabbed a bowl and filled it with water. The three of them looked down. Katrina was locked up in a too familiar place. Arya and Eragon looked at each other in horror. Gil'ead.
Authors note: Eltor will play a significant role in the forth chapter. Please R&R. Will update tommorrow.