Empire: The Final Battle

Chapter 11: Eyes of Mystery

GUYS! With the last update, when Arya said "I don't trust him" about Eragon, she meant she doesn't trust him with information. She IS still his friend, bat she just can't tell him things any more. Ok? Got it? Good.

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Arya: You really have it out for me, don't you?

Me: Not really, but its fun to make you really powerful, then hurt you and watch Eragon cry.

Eragon: Hey! I do not cry over Arya!

Me: Oh god Arya, is that a scratch on your arm?

Eragon: OH GOD! CALL A PARAMEDIC! Arya! Are you alright! Talk to me!!!

Arya: (groan and rub forehead.)

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The group sat with Arya for a short while until Saphira asked Vanilor;

Do you wish for us to stay?

He paused. No.

Eragon protested silently for a moment to his dragon, but was won over and reluctantly stood.

What if she is in need of assistance? He asked.

I am more than capable of looking after her. Answered Vanilor, hugging Arya closer.

Very well. Said Eragon, contact us if in need of assistance?

I shall.

Good. He jumped onto Saphira and took to the sky Vanilor watched them fly away.

"She has pretty scales, doesn't she?" Said a quiet voice. Vanilor looked down to see Arya, who he had not known was awake. Her eyes were closed, but she was smirking lightly.

Do you ever sleep?

Maybe. But you think she is nice, no?

He bristled. Her scales are a lovely colour. He gazed up towards the sky where the Sapphire dragon had disappeared.

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His scales are a lovely colour. Said Saphira as they flew back towards the Varden.

Aye, they are. Why did you ask him if he wanted us to stay?

I could sense that he wanted to be alone with her.

Eragon snorted. Yes, but I still think it is a bad idea, leaving them alone.

Maybe. What could happen?

It took days for Arya to recover before.

Saphira paused. Actually, Angela told me that she would have recovered sooner, but there were complications.

Complications? What were they?

I'm not entirely sure. She never told me. You'll have to find out.

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Vanilor shifted his head so he could clearly see Arya's face. She opened her eyes wearily and smiled at him.

How are you?

I feel hot.

He pressed his nose against her forehead. You do.

He curled up around her, making a protected nest for her to sleep in.

Rest, Arya. You only just received the antidote.

Arya had already shifted and was half asleep, slightly curled up. Vanilor cocked his head and surveyed her, before setting his head down and closed his eyes.

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A long while later, Vanilor was jolted from his sleep by Arya's slight stirring. He looked down at her, and she opened her eyes and gazed back.

Are you alright?

I am.

Perfectly?

…No.

Can you ride?

…Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

You aren't going to say anything besides yes or no are you.

No.

He chuckled. Humour. Arya jumped up onto him and they took flight towards the Varden.

Do you like Saphira?

I… think she has nice scales.

And…

And nothing. He said hotly.

Arya smiled slightly. Sure, sure. She thought.

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"Angela?" Eragon called as he reached the herbalists temporary Toads are Frogs experiment camp.

"Hmmmm?" Came the reply. Eragon found her at the back of the small tent stirring some unidentified potion. Eragon preferred to keep it unidentified.

"How can I help you? And what did you do with that Nectar?"

"Er, Arya, she had been poisoned again. She needed the antidote."

"Oh dear. That girl does like her poisons." She chuckled. "She is all right now isn't she?"

"Yes, as far as I can tell. She's in the forest with her dragon."

"Hmmmm, yes. Astounding, isn't it. Arya a rider. Well, it's rather fitting. I'm glad she found a friend."

Eragon frowned "What do you mean?"

"Oh, ever since her elven friends died, the two she always traveled with, she has been less sociable. Well," She shrugged. "She was never really the talkative type anyway."

Eragon nodded silently.

"Now, what did you come for anyway? No one ever comes for just a social chat anymore, too busy killing off their own race."

"Er, yes. Saphira said something to me, about the last time Arya received Tunivor's Nectar. She said you had told her Arya would have recovered faster, but there were, complications?"

"Ahh, yes. Well, I am not entirely sure what was wrong. But there was something about her that didn't feel right. Like she, wasn't there. Like her-"

"…Like her spirit wasn't there." He finished.

"I guess. But I wouldn't have noticed it if Elva hadn't have walked in that moment. I had expected her to be in pain, because of Arya being poisoned, but she frowned and told me she couldn't feel anything from her… at all. Then she told me not to pick up my soup ladle in the next five minutes" She scratched her head then sighed. "But I did." She examined a nasty burn on the palm of her right hand.

Just then Jarvis arrived in the tent. "Eragon, sir. Nasuada requires you and Lady Arya's presence in her quarters." He said bowing.

"Very well. I shall come immediately." He started towards the door, but stopped and looked at the messenger. He stared curiously back. But it wasn't your usual curious expression, it was more of a 'you didn't see anything' look. And it had a creepy feel about it.

"Is there, anything you require sir?" He asked.

"No, nothing." He said, shaking his head.

He turned and walked to the door. Had Jarvis's eyes always been green?

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Later that night Eragon went to Arya's tent to se if she had returned. She had.

"Arya Svit-Kona" He said, touching his fingers to his lips.

She looked up slowly from the book she was reading, greeting him also.

"I… how you were feeling." He stated, hoping she would not take it as an insult.

She paused. "I am fine."

He nodded. "Nasuada requires our presence."

"Very well" She stood and followed him to their leader's tent.

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"Well, here are the only two riders outside the Empire." Stated Nasuada. "The enemy is on our doorstep, yet you are required elsewhere." She sighed.

"The elves require you to finish your training, Eragon. They insist you leave immediately, and I can do nothing but let you go to them. And they also wish for Arya to return."

Eragon nodded, slightly annoyed that he didn't have much say in the matter. "When should we leave?"

"As soon as possible. The sooner you get there, the sooner you get back. Leave now to prepare for your journey, I need a word with Arya."

Eragon nodded and left.

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Eragon had packed and was ready to leave, waiting in a clearing a short distance from the camp with Saphira and Vanilor. A short while later Arya arrived with Nasuada.

"Be safe, all of you." She said, as the two dragons sprang into the sky.

After flying a short distance, Saphira found it necessary to do a double barrel roll, obviously charging Vanilor in a aerobatics competition.

He responded by doing a triple barrel roll then a 90 degree nosedive, twirling before pulling out straight.

He is a good flyer. Said Saphira.

How did he get so, though? He has not had any lessons on flying.

Oh, wouldn't say that. Smirked Saphira, glancing at Arya who was riding on Vanilors' back with ease. Arya seems to be a confident flyer.

Indeed, they could see Vanilor suddenly change direction or move the position of his tail as he demonstrated other air maneuvers.

The two dragons continued this over their entire four day trip to the Elven capital, much to their rider's annoyance.

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Author's note:

Well, that was odd, and pretty pointless, but I sorta had minor writers block where I had a plot but I couldn't figure out how to get to it. If anyone has some good ideas, then please tell me in your reply.

Ooooo! Whats wrong with Jarvis, and guess what! I have a surprise brought to you next time by three little orphans of the Varden! It'll totally be original. I can almost guarantee that no one will have done this before! UNIQENESS!

AlinaAnila

AKA: The Backwards Forwards Gal

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