Chapter fifteen, wow. Thanks to everyone who reads this story. Okay, I want to know who you think Percy's dad is. Who knows, you might get it right.
Percy's POV
After the minds of the Eldunarí had fully healed, we started talking to them.
They were wise beyond compare, and more powerful than we could ever had imagined.
Eragon told me, "These will be helpful to you, my friend. They will give you knowledge that probably no one else knows. But that means that these Eldunarí are dangerous to new Riders. You must learn everything they have first, and then decide whether or not to show it to new Riders."
I nodded. "Don't worry. I won't let anything like Galbatorix happen to my Order."
They nodded solemnly.
Everything was quiet for a moment, until I realized Annabeth wasn't around, and that was the reason.
"Percy!" Her shout was filled with excitement.
"Yes, Annabeth?"
"I want to learn how to ride Naina," she said.
"Is she old enough yet?"
"Yes, she just said so."
I smiled. "Okay, let's get you a saddle."
Eragon and I worked on a saddle for her for a little bit, then we put it on the white dragon and got into the air.
Naina was pretty good for her first time, but she wasn't as good as Alexō was, which I frowned upon.
We all took turns practicing with Annabeth, and though she is new, her and her dragon caught on quickly.
When Annabeth felt that she could ride Naina comfortably, we all decided to search for more ruins.
/^\
We split up to cover more ground, or air, whatever.
Annabeth went with me while Eragon and Murtagh went together.
We were gliding across a plain when some motion caught my eye.
There were several hellhounds surrounding a man.
They were barking and snapping at him, but he was holding them off.
I pulled Alexō into a nosedive and headed for him.
We leveled out as I undid the straps holding my legs.
Are you sure, Perseus?
Yes, I'm sure. Now! I stood up on the saddle as Alexō flipped over, allowing me to swing my sword as I fell.
Adurna disintegrated at least three of the hellhounds, and now they were focused on me.
The man saw his chance and yelled, "Brisingr!"
The remaining hellhounds burst into flames.
That's when I finally got a good look at the man.
He had crimson hair…
…and maroon eyes.
He was a Shade.
The Shade laughed then said, "My thanks, son of Kílf. And now you shall die."
I mean, seriously? Who tells someone that they are going to kill them?
I started backing up, I had heard how powerful Shades are.
"Look, I don't want any trouble. I'm just going to leave now." I kept backing away, Adurna in my hand.
"You think you can just leave me, Rider? No, I'll kill you and then I'll feast on your bones."
I grimaced, looks like I wasn't gonna get away without a fight.
I hefted my sword and took a defense stance.
The Shade charged, his crimson hair billowing behind him.
His maroon eyes shined with unparalleled hatred.
He swung his sword wildly, leaving his side defenseless.
I lunged forward with Adurna, and caught him in the side.
He howled in rage and pain.
"You will die for that, Rider of the Green Dragon." We walked in circles, waiting for the other to strike.
My patience wore thin, and I thrusted forward, but I twisted at the last moment, bringing my sword under his, and hit the hilt.
His sword clanged out of his hand.
He looked surprised that I had disarmed him, looking between his sword and me.
When his eyes landed on me again, they were glowing with unspoken power and hatred.
He lunged, his hands blaring with red fire. I rolled to the side, effectively avoiding his strike. He stumbled then fell flat on his face in the dirt.
I stepped over him and stabbed him through the heart.
His skin became transparent and a little red orb burst through his skin, flying so high that it could no longer be seen.
It was then that I noticed my pain.
I looked down at my arm to see the red blood pouring down.
"Percy! You're hurt!"
"I'm fine, Annabeth," I assured. "Waíse heill," I whispered. The cut closed up.
Alexō landed behind me. Is everything all right, small friend? I sense you are surprised and distressed.
It's gone, Alexō.
What is?
My curse.
Shouldn't that be a good thing? He asked.
No, now I'm vulnerable. My skin isn't invulnerable anymore.
Wait? Your iron-skin is no longer there?
No, it's gone, Alexō. I felt surprise emanate from our bond. I reassured him that I would be fine.
"Percy, what's wrong?" Annabeth asked.
"The Curse of Achilles is gone."
/^\
We met back up with Eragon and Murtagh at the base.
"Did you find anything?" I asked.
"Nay, we didn't find a single thing," Murtagh said with finality.
Annabeth and I exchanged a look. "We did. We found something that you two should know."
Eragon turned his attention back to us. "What? What did you find?"
I paused. "I- We found a Shade. And I killed it."
"You killed a Shade? By yourself?" Eragon mumbled something under his breath.
"Do you know what this means?" I asked them.
"No, what?" Murtagh said.
"It means," I said, "Earth and Alagaësia are more alike than we had previously thought possible."
END of BOOK 1
A/N: Okay, I know some of you are mad at me for removing Poseidon as Percy's father, but I have reasons, and Poseidon will continue to be Percy's dad. Father and Dad are 2 completely different things. Trust me, I know [personal experience, don't ask].
Aside from that, this is the last chapter in The New Rider!
I have had a wonderful time writing this story, and seeing all the feedback that you gave me, it spurred me on to finish the story.
I am making a sequel to this, so PJO and IC will mix again.
I think the title for the sequel is going to be called, 'Similarities' so look out for that.
SPOILER ALERT: I have chosen more people from PJO are going to become Dragon Riders, so, who do you suggest the most? I'll be putting a poll on my profile.
1-Nico
2-Thalia
3-Clarisse
4-Bianca
5-Travis/Conner
6-Silena
7-Beckendorf
8-Reyna
9-Jason
10-Hazel
11-Frank
12-Tyson
13-Piper
14-Leo
15-Drew
16-Roran
17-Orik
18-Katrina
19-Nasuada
20-Sloan
We'll see who gets to become Dragon Riders.
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P.S. When you review, say what color dragon you want which person to have. Thanks :)