I jumped and darted back into the shadows, sure I was a mouse but running through a rebel camp even in morph at this time is dangerous. I needed to get to the kings castle, there was something I had to do. I ran over and froze. One fat grey cat walked over and kept me in its sight. Squeaked and ran, the cat in hot pursuit. I jumped over a bucket and down a row of tents. I dashed to the armory, and scampered up a shield to a table. The cat growled below.

Bye bye Mr. Whiskers.

I pushed on the shield, and it squished the cat. I jumped down and continued on my way down to the borders. I spotted Saphira, and she eyed me, if I had a dragon trying to eat me….a shield won't really help. IO ran faster and sighed in relief as I got to the boundaries. I swiftly demorphed, and checked if I still had everything. Since I was an amazing morphed, I learned how to morph clothes. I also could morph armor, and weapons. Since our break into the castle, I found a nice sword, and happened to take it. It was small for a normal sword and held a clear diamond on its cream hilt. The sword was priceless and moved with grace. Vit'rus was its name, it meant ice. I checked I was stilling wearing all my armor and started the morph. My body got longer and larger, my arms and legs thickened and sprouted long talons. My nose lengthened and little spines came from the bottoms. My back grew long bones covered in light sparkling white scales; thin skin webbed them all together as I stretched them. I silently moved through the ground like a pale ghost.

Halt intruder.

A deep voice growled, I froze as I recognized Saphira. I turned and snarled, she opened her wings, making herself appear larger.

Cousin, I mean you no harm. You are a morph, correct?

I bowed my head turning. She walked up un afraid.

Which of the changers-of-life are you one-of-snow-scales?

I snorted.

Cassie Saphira, I must go, I have a plan to get something. Please tell no one of my leavings.

Aye, I have faith in you trusted-changer.

I snorted my thanks and opened my wings flapping into the sky.

Take care white-one. Let the winds blow in your wings.

I flapped harder flying faster in the night. I raced against the sun, hoping to make it at least halfway there; flying without a rider is so much faster. I flew for hours above the trees, growing tired. At nightfall I searched for easy prey, eating a deer, I demorphed for the night. I woke early, a few hours before dawn and I flew again. I saw the outline of the castle, the dragon in me roared in anger but I flew faster. Archers shot arrows, but I burnt them to a crisp. A small red shape darted out into the sky I was in. A small figure on its back.

"A dragon, no rider, maybe a wild one."

He said to his dragon. I hovered in the air. The red dragon snorted, and the rider drew his sword.

"Name yourself wild one!"

He shouted, sunlight shining off his red blade. I snarled and looked at the red dragon. It was the one we dueled, I almost killed it. I was in a different dragon's body. I had occurred many of them from their hearts the last time I was here.

What is your name, one-with-scales-of-snow?

The red dragon asked, I thought quickly.

I am Sarthingr.

Well, nice to meet you Sarthingr, I am Thorn, and my rider Murtagh. Will you come peaceful or will we fight?

I come never, fight is my will

I said as little as possible. The red dragon looked sad but nodded. An arrow whizzed past me, I snarled. The red dragon let lose a plume of red flames, I countered it with white flames. I dove down hard, they followed, I neared the archers, and grabbed three with my talons, and I raised one to my head as I pulled up out of my dive. It tried to attack, so I bit him. I flew over the red dragon named Thorn, and dropped my prisoners. The dragon roared being pelted by dead men. I twisted doing a flip and hooked myself into the walls of the castle. I roared out loud. And the red dragon looked annoyed.

I don't want to fight.

I want safe passage, no fight needed.

I said, the dragon nodded and the man lowered his sword. I took off jumped to an open balcony. I started to demorph and quickly morphed to cockroach. I remembered the ways to the hearts from other dragons, and ran. I quickly got their and slipped under the doors and magicians feet. I demorphed behind a column and sighed in relief. The hearts came in many colors, I gathered twenty and sleeked my mind into theirs. It took me hours to get all ninety to trust me and willingly give me power.

We are ready changer-of-hope. Let our power swiftly come to you.

A dragon hummed to me softly. In an instant my mind touched all of them; it was like being in a hall with thousands of people. I closed my eyes and took out the three things I needed. The first was a small sapphire ring. I stole it from Eragon when he was asleep. I set it on the ground. The second, was a sword I had hidden here during the first visit, I touched the glyph, and read it out loud. Undrbitr. The last object was the hardest to sneak away. It was a heart of hearts; it was the first Saphira's. I set them all on the ground. They were all a sapphire blue and I knew I had to do this. I linked minds with all of the hearts and waited.

We are ready; if it is too much for us we will say Letta.

I felt better knowing that they would stop it for me.

"Hljödhr."

I said quietly. A quick flash of white light, nobody could hear us now. I took a deep breath and started the spell.

"Anglat fra Ra'zac, oro blodh. Risa atra lifa. Shur'tagul Brom lifa."

I said out loud, barley louder than a whisper. Power drained out of me faster than possible, the hearts saved me before I could pass out.

We can do this change-of-hop, give us time. This would be the best thing to happen.

"Don't kill yourself!"

I said, watching as the colors on one get dimmer.

Do not fret hatchling; we are glad to fight against the dark king. I can see my rider again….

A deep voice said. I watched already five were out. The three objects were glowing. I muttered a spell of invisibility, and snuck out. I quickly killed the two magicians, and dragged one to the glowing. I watched as the blue mist changed the man, dragons were going out, but it was working. The man shifted, he grew older, life flew into him, but I realizing it was just like morphing. More and more were going out, ten already. I grabbed a nearby sword; it was gold with a diamond in it. I gasped at the power in it. I summoned the strength to come from this, not the dragons.

Changer, what are you doing?

A dragon asked, I ignored him and focused. The man grew a short beard and his hair grew black. I grunted as he turned to the way he had died, even the same clothing. Then I turned to the harder part. The mist thickened. I walked to a nearby statue, and worked off of that. The mist flowed into it, and the heart , melted. The statue turned blue and it grew spines, its eyes closed, and its wings un-stiffened, three more went out. I was using energy from any sword of object I could find.

"Use as much energy as you can but don't kill yourself."

I said to the hearts. They grew dim but didn't turn black. I found a red knife with a ruby on the side; I used it now, power beyond power. It was almost finished, my energy sapping.

It is almost done.

I gasped as the blue heart exploded into a powder, it ran over to the stature and was absorbed, suddenly, I heard and saw the quick slow movements of lungs gasping air. The blue dragon statue that was now alive collapsed onto the floor, the man started breathing. I ran over to the man, and watched, minutes passed, the hearts kept asking if he was okay.

Did it work?

"Yes it did! He is here breathing but unconscious.

I can't believe it worked.

I waited for thirty minutes. Finally the old man started coughing. I ran over and raised him up, He opened his eyes and I waited to see if he was okay.

"Where…Where am I?"

He asked wheezing. I looked over at the dragon, it seemed still.

"You are at the dark kings castle."

I said waiting to see if he was alright. He opened his eyes wide and looked at me in fear.

"No, I am not with him. I last beleave you were harmed by the Ra'zac, correct?"

He looked at me and nodded. I smiled.

Did it work?

I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Yes Roslarb, he is fine."

I said brushing the light yellow heart. He scrunched his eyebrows.

"Roslarb….but she's-"

"Dead? Yes, when a dragon dies they go to their Eldunari."

"Their heart of hearts. Yes, wait we are in the vault aren't we?"

I smiled and nodded. He grunted and got up. He froze when he saw his sword lying on the ground next to him.

"My sword."

"He found it with your dead dragon."

I said helping him up. His eyes filled with sadness.

"Is her Eldunari in here?"

I shook my head. He sighed; he also saw his old ring and picked that up.

"Your dragon Saphira's heart isn't here, but she is."

I said stepping out of the way. He saw his dragon and fell to his knees.

"Saphira, my dragon…."

He whispered. I smiled, but I had a bad feeling.

"Brom, we must go. The guards may come any moment. I can fly you out of here, and hold Saphira but I can't fly for long."

He looked at me confused.

"I can shape shift into a dragon."

He nodded. I focused on a large dragon, Havalous, one of the largest female dragons. I morphed and Brom climbed on, I silently put on wards so he wouldn't get hurt from my scales. I grabbed the unconscious Saphira and jumped out the window. It was night and my dark blue scales hid well. I flew fast in my giant body; Brom held on to my horn, I flew many miles, at least twenty. I saw a forest up ahead and landed tired. We were just outside Furnost. Brom slid off me happy.

"It has been years since I rode a dragon."

He explained. I grinned. I gently put down the dragon on a patch of soft grass. She was still sleeping; I demorphed and went over to her. Brom was looking at her with love and care.

"I guess I never told you my name. I am Cassandra, the lead healer in Surda, used to be in Ellesmere, but I left."

Brom looked at me with interest.

"You are with the Varden?"

"yes, I am one of the queens highest ranks."

I said proudly. He looked confused, I realized why. He had been dead for a while now.

"King Ajihad died in a battle. The Shade Durza came and killed many, Princess Arya, Eragon Shadeslayer, and Saphira Brightscales destroyed him. The new leader of the Varden is Queen Naseuda. In our latest battle, I captured the last dragon egg, so we now have an emerald green egg."

I finished, he smiled at the ending, but then started laughing.

"So Eragon slain a shade… you said you captured the last egg…there were three."

He said looking at me.

"The red dragon egg has hatched for a boy named Murtagh, he is in Galbatorixs control. Brom, you have been dead a long time. I gave you life again. No one knows of why I left, not Saphira even though I was almost caught and eaten by a cat."

I said shaking my head, he chuckled and leaned against his dragon. I heard a deep snort and a cough, the dragon's leg was twitching. Suddenly it bolted upright screeching. Brom darted up to calm her.

"Saphira! It's okay Moran's gone!"

Slowly the dragon calmed and looked around.

Where am I?

"Outside of Furnost. We are traveling to the Varden; must I ask why you are in a panic?"

I said calmly, the sun was going down; I got up and started gathering wood for a fire.

Who are you?

"I am healer Cassandra. Lead healer in the Varden, also the one who brought you back to life."

I said calmly. The dragon got up and started nuzzling me.

Cassandra! I talked with you; you seem younger in person…

I smiled and Brom shook his head. We chatted, and I brought him up to date with the Varden.

"Cassandra, how is Eragon?"

"Eragon Shade slayer? He is the last free dragon rider, well….was the last free dragon rider until you came back. He is in the Varden; thanks to him we've fought many fights and won many battles. The boy Murtagh is a large problem. He has killed many; he has killed 'The cripple who is whole.' In battle."

Brom looked at me in horror.

"No….not Oromis… and Glaedr."

He gasped; I hung my head in defeat.

"It makes it worse that Eragon is Murtagh's half brother. "

Brom nodded with this looking up at the stars.

We should get some rest….we will fly tomorrow at dawn.

Saphira said, we nodded and fell asleep.