Here's chapter 5! Remember, Fírnen is white, not green. He still has the deep voice though.
Percy's POV
Later that night, Arya called me into the Royal palace.
I met her at the entrance and she led me through the Palace and into the courtyard behind.
Islanzadí was sitting on a stone bench with her eyes closed in concentration. Arya told me to sit in front of her, and the Queen lowered her arms on my shoulders
Arya sat behind me with her hands on her mother's.
They both started speaking in the ancient language, so fluently I couldn't understand them, and then I felt it.
The energy.
Energy like no other began flowing into my mind, and for a moment I thought of throwing up my mental shields, but I associated it with the spell and left my mind open, albeit unwillingly.
Then I felt a foreign presence in my mind, unlike Arya, or any of the dragons.
Perseus, it is I. Fear not, the voice said.
Who are you? I asked.
I am Hectate, I am using my power to give you the ability of speaking the ancient language, even though it had been forbidden of casting on demigods eons ago, she turned silent for a moment, the world has forsaken the power of the Dragon Rider for too long.
Thank you, Hectate.
Arya and Islanzadí finished their spell moments later.
"Did it work? If you can understand us, then it worked," They said in the ancient language.
I responded in the same language. "I understand you." Switching back to English, I said, "Amazing! I could speak it perfectly!"
"The power of magic." Arya turned to me. "I shall ask that you speak in the ancient language from now on. It will help in your studies, and it will help the elves understand you."
I nodded.
Islanzadí stood shakily. "You may leave now, Rider." I nodded once more and left quickly.
When I arrived at my loft, Alexō was licking his chaps.
Hey, what happened? You seem excited, he noticed.
I can speak the ancient language now, and without flaw! I exclaimed.
How? My dragon seemed thoroughly stumped.
Arya and her mother, the Queen, cast a spell on me so I can speak it! They would have failed, if not for a goddess from my homeworld.
What's a goddess?
It's a girl version of a god, a divine being with extraordinary powers. They're immortal and bleed gold blood.
Sounds like an interesting being. He paused for a moment. And you said homeworld. You speak like you weren't born in Alagaesia, Alexō said.
I wasn't. I was born in a city called Manhattan. We talked for several more hours, just enjoying the closeness of our thoughts.
It was an unnerving feeling, having someone other than yourself inside your head all the time, being able to hear his thoughts.
I told Alexō about myself, my powers, Poseidon, and everything else that he asked about.
The next morning, I gave him a copy of all the words I knew in the ancient language.
So, this Annabeth girl? He asks, were you two romantically involved?
I laughed. Ha, no, we weren't. We're just friends. She might like me, but I don't like her, not like that.
What a shame, she seems like a nice girl. Alexō was quiet for a moment. Do you think I'll ever find a mate? The whole dragon race is running on extinct. Soon, there'll be no more dragons.
I'm not sure, Alexō. Maybe you could try with Saphira, I encouraged.
I'm not sure; I think she has a thing for Glaedr, or maybe Thorn. Fírnen and I are the two youngest dragons alive, so I doubt she'll pick either of us.
I patted him on the snout. You never know, she might pick you. You just gotta show her that you're the best. Fly the fastest, fight the strongest, and breathe the hottest fire, and she'll have her eye on you.
He sat up a bit straighter and lifted his head higher. You're right! He paused for a moment, and tilted his to the side a bit. I have to go see Glaedr; he just called all of us for our lessons.
We said our goodbyes and he flew off.
"I guess I should go see Oromis."
I ate a quick meal of leaves and different plants, but I noticed there was no meat.
"Eragon was right, there is no meat here," I said to myself.
I finished up eating and walked over to Oromis' hut for my day of training.
/^\
I finished early, and Oromis let me go back to my hut.
When I arrived, I started cleaning and oiling the armor and weapons Landar got me.
Then I remembered the scroll, and how he seemed so secretive about what was in it.
I got up and walked across the room to where I had stashed it.
When I opened it, the page was filled with lines and lines of text.
Oh joy.
I started to read.
/^\
It took me almost three hours to read all of it, but I'm glad I did.
The scroll had told me about a way to boost my power, and how to keep increasing it.
It was fairly obvious, but I never would have thought of it had I not read about it.
The scroll's technique said, when you meditate, reach to the stars and draw their energy, for they will never run out.
It said to do that every night before I went to bed, and in the morning, my maximum power reserves will have gained that much energy.
Over the course of the next two weeks, my power reserve increased almost ten-fold.
I was training with Oromis now, and when he saw me do something with magic that would have crippled me before, but now only made me sweat, he asked me, "Percy, how did you get so powerful?"
"What do you mean?" I was kind of hesitant to give up my secret.
"Your power, I just saw you a moment ago, and if you would have tried that when you arrived, you would've died. Now you're only tired."
"Just come to my quarters tonight, I'll show you… I don't want to say it aloud."
/^\
When Oromis arrived at my doorstep later that night, I showed him the scroll Landar Fargo gave me.
"What's this?" he asks.
"It's a scroll I received as a gift from Kílf."
"What's in it?"
"A way to boost my power." I quickly explained the process and how it works.
"Interesting, I had completely forgotten about this. We should share this with the others."
"I'm not sure," I started.
"Nonsense, we're sharing it first thing in the morning."
"Okay," I said.
/^\
We shared the technique the next morning when we all had gathered.
It caught everyone by surprise.
What happened next caught even me on surprise.
"We're going on a trip. All of us," Oromis said.
"To where?" asked Murtagh.
"We'll be going to Vroengard. Eragon knows why."
"To give us another boost in our power," he says.
"Why? What's there?" I ask.
"I have no clue. A werecat by the name of Solembum told me to go there when my power was insufficient."
"So we just go there and we get more powerful?"
"No, we have to speak our names at the Rock of Kuthian."
"Okay," I said. I highly doubted that we could just say our name and we'd be granted power. There was obviously going to be something more.
"So, when do we leave, Master?" Arya asked.
"We'll leave in the morning. I have saddles for Alexō and Fírnen."
Arya nodded.
"May I go ahead and have my saddle, Oromis-elda?"
"Sure, it's right over there." He pointed to a chest near the door.
I walked over and pulled out a huge saddle.
Alexō! Please come here.
Be there in no longer than five minutes. I'm in a match with Fírnen for Saphira.
I laughed. Okay, be safe.
I set the saddle down outside the door and waited for Alexō.
Sure enough, almost five minutes later, Alexō comes flying and lands in front of me. He's bleeding in several places.
You win?
He sent a feeling of pure joy over our link. Yes, I did. I'm one male closer to Saphira. I healed his wounds.
Well, that's good. I got you a saddle. I thought we could fly a bit, you know, just get away. It's been a bit since we've flown.
Sounds like fun. Strap it on. I worked on strapping the saddle around Alexō's belly and back.
I climbed up and secured my legs.
Let's fly! Alexō roared and took off. I was startled at how fast he had gotten. Have you been practicing your take-offs?
I have, did you like it?
I did. That was a nice take-off. It was pretty fast.
Well, I have to be the fastest in order to win Saphira's heart.
We flew for an hour before we even thought about going back, and we did soon after.
As Alexō landed, I undid the straps and jumped off.
I unhooked the saddle and placed it to the side so he could get comfortable.
Goodnight, Percy. Alexō said after I extinguished the flameless lanterns in the room.
Goodnight, Alexō. Soon snores and rumbles could only be heard in the room.
A/N: That's it for this chapter! Review?