Eragon opened his eyes to see a strange animal standing on his chest. He yelped and scrabbled in the dirt until he was in an upright position. The creature bounded away. Eragon took a deep breath and studied the clearing. Where was everyone? 'Saphira,' he called with his mind.

She didn't answer. Eragon staggered to his feet and looked around. He was in a grassy clearing. That was strange, they had the bonfire on the beach last night. Eragon wandered over to a puddle on one side of the clearing. He looked at himself. He noticed someone approaching in the reflection of the puddle.

His head snapped around and saw Arya walking over from one side of the clearing. "What are we doing here?"

"I actually don't know," Eragon replied, shaking his head.

"Well what should we do now?" Arya demanded.

Eragon thought for a moment. "We should climb the nearest hill and find out where we are."

Arya rolled her eyes. "We have dragons."

"I called Saphira and she didn't answer," Eragon admitted. "I'm worried about her."

"I can take care of myself you know," a lady said as she walked out of a bush. Her hair was long and blonde and she was dressed in a beautiful sapphire blue dress. Her eyes matched the colour of the dress.

Eragon looked at Arya, very confused. "Are you Saphira?"

"What do you mean?" the lady asked, looking at him curiously. Eragon beckoned her over with his hand and showed her the puddle. She looked into the puddle. She did not scream, instead she raised her hand and looked at it curiously. "Why?"

Arya shook her head in annoyance. "We must find Firnen."

"Is he here too?" Saphira asked, crouching at the puddle.

"He must be," Eragon replied, offering his hand to Saphira. She took it and he pulled her to her feet.

"It's strange how I had complete control over my body and I didn't realize any changes," Saphira commented, as the four friends walked off in search of Firnen.

Eragon mumbled agreement. A bush rustled to the right of Eragon and made him jump. Saphira walked to the bush and peered in. "Come on, we know you're there," she said to the bush. She backed away and stood beside Arya.

Another young man stepped out of the bush. He was wearing green pants with a white shirt to go with them. Like Saphira, his eyes matched the colour of his pants. "Firnen," Arya asked curiously.

"Yes Arya," Firnen responded. "It's me Firnen, your dragon."

"Not really," Saphira said.

"Who may you be?" Firnen asked, his green gaze travelling to Saphira.

Saphira sighed. "Remember the blue dragon, yeah, me." Eragon was puzzled, he had never known Saphira to be so sarcastic.

"What do we do now?" Saphira questioned.

"We should walk until we find the nearest town," Eragon suggested.

"That seems like the best idea," Arya agreed. "But which way will we go?"

"That way," Firnen shouted, pointing in a random direction.

Eragon nodded and set off with Arya by his side. Just like the old days.

"Hey Alison," a girl called. The girl, who must have been Alison, looked up from the book she was reading. "What are you reading?"

"Inheritance," Alison replied. When her friend looked confused she continued, "Book four in the Inheritance Cycle. You should read it sometime."

Her friend nodded slowly, "Sure. Hey, want to come play basketball with us?"

Alison looked down at her book longingly, then placed her bookmark in and closed it. She put the book in her bag and went to play basketball. "Why are you reading that book again?" her friend complained, as the two girls walked to the basketball courts.

"Rachel, it's a good book," Alison sighed, dropping her bag with the others and running to join in the game. Almost as soon as she started playing, the bell rang for class. Alison sighed and headed off for the gym, as she had PE.

"Girls wait," the PE teacher called from the back of the line. Alison's PE class was walking the cross country, but her friends had gotten bored so they started jogging.

They pulled up and rested in the shade while the rest of the class caught up. The boys were walking in a group, joking around, like always. There were a group of girls walking really slow because they were listening and dancing to music, like always.

'School is so boring,' Alison thought to herself. 'Same thing, different day.'

But little did Alison know, that school was about to change, dramatically.

The last chapter was sort of a prologue,

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