A/N I know this stuff isn't supposed to happen in this order, but when we mess stuff up, nothing happens in the right order. So I think I'm going to bring in a new OC soon, so this chapter has to be here before that happens. Oh well, no OC's coming in this chapter, but this chapter adds Murtagh in. He's my fave canon character, even if he is slightly messed up. But I refuse to believe he only gave in because of the Twins' torturing. Galbatorix forced him to say those words by some form of a type of mind control. Maybe it was blood control (see Doctor Who Christmas Invasion episode to know more). And he will NOT be captured by (as alsdssg ((thanks for some inspiration!!!)) put it) our favorite hormonal hormonal teenager and his hormonal dragon OR (again alsdssg) a hormonal dragon-less teenager with zero magic, A.K.A Eragon/Saphira and Roran. That makes us happy, doesn't it? Anyways, on with the story!!!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN!!!

New Guy

After about two weeks after the movie episode, we were setting up camp when we heard a funny noise.

"Rose!" I called. "What do you think that sound is?"

"I don't know!" Rose yelled back. "But I think Eragon's supposed to be a major 'tard and get him and Brom caught by the Raz'zac pretty soon!"

While we were doing this, Eragon and Brom walked up to us. As we looked at them, waiting for them to tell us why they interrupted us, the wailing type of sound continued.

Finally, Brom spoke. "The sound happens to be Dras-Leona. You two come on and hurry up! We've go to get in there and back before nightfall!"

"Fine, grumpy." Rose said in response.

"Why isn't yon hormonal teenager talking?" I asked. Brom just walked away, out of camp with Eragon, leaving us to follow the two, knowing exactly how this night was going to end.

A while later

We had gotten out of Dras-Leona. Sort of. Well, we were standing in the gates hurling rocks at the guards with the slingshots we pulled out of our pockets (we didn't think it was fair to use guns) while Brom and Eragon fought with their swords. We were doing pretty good considering the fact that Eragon's a major 'tard and doesn't realize that Brom is smart enough to save himself, when the Raz'zac swooped down on us.

"And Brom gets hurt and they both get captured, yadayadayada, blahblahblah." We both said.

"Wait a second." Rose said. "If they get captured, so do we!"

Once we realized that, we stole off back to camp to find some guy that we knew we should know. He was kinda cute, or at the least, a much, MUCH cuter version of Eragon. He was ruffling through something that looked suspicously like...

"HEY!!! THAT'S MY BACKPACK!!!" Rose screamed at him. He looked up, surprised to see us both standing there. When he turned towards us, we realized who exactly it was.

"NO WAY!!! MURTAGH!!!" We both screamed.

"NOW ERRY (That's what I decided to call him for sheer annoyingness) WILL UNDERSTAND SOME OF MY COMMENTS!!!" I shouted.

"NOW THE BROMSTER HAS TO DIE!!! NOOOOOO!!! WHO WILL I ANNOY?" Rose cried

"Maybe you can annoy him?" I suggested.

"Good idea." She replied.

"I try."

"I'm sorry for interuppting your... er... private conversation there, but who are you, what are you doing in this camp, and what is this?" Murtagh asked, holding up Rose's MP3 player.

"You have NO right to be going through my personal stuff, Murtagh." Rose said, not bothering to answer him as she yanked her stuff out of his hands.

"How do you know my name?"

"You're one of the better characters in the story."

"What story?"

"The Inheritance Trilogy."

"Who are you two?"

"I'm Rose, and this is Amber."

What are you doing here?"

"Honestly, do you ever run out of questions?"

"You still didn't answer my question."

"From the fact that you were going through my stuff, I could ask you the same question, if I didn't already know." Rose replied.

"Now come on, we have to rescue Erry!" I said to cut them off. Rose was enjoying herself, while Murtagh had gotten overly annoyed, and was now extremely confused to top it off.

"Don't forget the Bromster!"

"Right. Him too."

"Now come on Murtagh, we have to rescue them from the Raz-zac!" We said, and, with that, Rose dragged him off, with me coming behind with his bow and arrows he had left on the ground (he had his sword), all the while both of us explaining what had to be done.

After the big rescue

"Brom's hurt!!! I have to heal him!!!" Erry said as soon as we go tback to the camp. He and Murtagh had acquaintanced along the way.

"Erry, do whatever you have to, but don't kill yourself, okay?"

"Of course I won't kill myself!!! AND DON'T CALL ME ERRY!!!"

'What about Arya?' I think

After the Bromster's death and funeral

Eragon was in mourning, but things had to continue. He and Murtagh sparred frequently, and argued even more often. It was so wierd that they drive each other crazy now, but when the time comes, Mr. No Feelings (Murtagh, of course) and Yon Hormonal Teenager will be the best of friends later. Weird how that works out, isn't it? We amused ourselves by annoying Murtagh half to death, as we had decided not to annoy Erry while he was in mourning. I mean, if Murtagh hadn't kept him busy all the time with training, he would be MAJORLY depressed! All in all, it was pretty boring. Until we got to the Hadarac.

A/N That's the end of that chappy, I hope you like Eragon's nickname. I myself thought it pathetic, not to offend the die-hard Eragon fangirls out there. I'm not a die-hard fangirl, but if there's one awesome character, it's gotta be Murtagh. That was a long chapter! In the next one, a new OC comes in to play!!! I want a few GOOD, SINCERE reviews before I make another chapter, okay? Okay. As Rose would say, toodles!!!