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-Let there be midnight

Solembum's Torture

Eragon peacefully slept on his bed hugging Albert securely to his chest. Unbeknownst to him, his five-year-old brother Murtagh was wide awake and slipping inside of his tent. Eragon snored on, rolling over so his back faced Murtagh, sighing contently in his sleep.

Murtagh slowly tip toed towards Eragon, knowing that if he made one loud clatter, Saphira will scold him for coming in the dead of night trying to wake up his brother. She would also scold him for being awake and awaking her at this ungodly hour.

Reaching Eragon's bed, Murtagh stood up on his toes and started to shake Eragon lightly to wake him up.

"Eragon!" he whispered. Eragon moaned slightly but snuggled farther into the warmth of his sheets. Growing a tad bit irritated and impatient, Murtagh shook him a bit more roughly. "Eragon! Eragon! Wake up!" he all but shouted keeping in mind about not waking Saphira. Drowsily, Eragon sat up rubbing his eyes with one hand still loosely around Albert as he yawned. Once he was able to get his barring's, Eragon looked at Murtagh with a tilt of his head.

"Mury?" he asked with sleep still heavy in his voice. Murtagh nodded putting a finger to his lips to tell Eragon to be quiet.

"Yes, it's me Eragon." Murtagh confirmed. A small mischievous smile crept up on Murtagh's lips, making Eragon fully awake. "I've got an idea. It involves victims." Wide eyed, Eragon hopped off the bed still in his long night shirt looking at Murtagh.

"We going kill?" he asked as he tilted his head to the side. Murtagh shrugged, his smile disappearing.

"I guess so, cause we are going to kill peoples sleep." Murtagh replied. As creepy as it was, an evil smile curled up on Eragon's lips as he started to chuckle darkly, making his older brother step backwards with wide fearful eyes.

"Yay." Eragon looked back up at Murtagh, innocence covering up his creepy crawly evil side.

"Please don't do that again. Save that for when we 'play' with Solembum tomorrow cause you will be the evil dragon." Murtagh told his brother. Eragon frowned in disappointment, not happy in what Murtagh had just said.

"Dwagon nice nice! Saphiry is nice nice! Me no wanna be ewil dwagon!" Eragon whined tears started to form in the corner of his eyes. Murtagh sighed in exasperation, shaking his head.

"Fine, you can be the evil Galby." Eragon smiled at that.

"Gal Gal already ewil!" he shouted only to be shushed by Murtagh for being so loud.

"Now follow my lead." Murtagh whispered as they silently slipped out of the tent. Eragon started to tip toe as a ninja would in his mind, smiling in excitement.

"Nin nin! Nin nin!" he whispered making Murtagh roll his eyes affectionately at his brother.

They came to a stop in front of Angela's tent, Murtagh telling Eragon to stay here. "Why?" asked a confused Eragon.

"Because, you have to wake up Angela and Solembum while I go wake up Arya and try to wake Orik up if I manage to escape." Murtagh explained. Eragon nodded as Murtagh stalked off to Arya's tent, leaving the little boy alone out in the not so chilly night air.

A smile once again adorning his face, Eragon slipped into the tent undetected almost running into the table that was filled with flasks, potions, books, and other stuff. Once he walked around the table that was ever so close to the entrance, Eragon started to make out shapes of a sleeping Angela and Solembum. Wanting his first victim to be the werecat, Eragon tip toed over to the slumbering form, his evil look once again on his face.

When he reached for the werecat, Eragon noticed his tail lazily swishing back and forth making that the prime target in Eragon's mind. Reaching out tentatively, Eragon griped the tail hard and yank, making the werecat jump up in surprise and yowl his lungs dry. Eragon started to giggle thinking that in his mind all of this was very funny. Solembum turned around with his fur puffed up and eyes wide as he started to hiss at the boy who just giggled at his expense.

Stop disturbing my beauty sleep! He shouted at Eragon. Eragon only tilted his head and smiled sweetly as a stick magically appeared in his hands. Solembum's eyes widened in fear at seeing the stick just poof out of nowhere into Eragon's hands and started to back up. Eragon, no, be a good little demon! Eragooooon! Eragon paid no heed to the werecat's warnings as he started to whack and poke Solembum with a stick resulting in the two running around the room in circles with Solembum yelling 'demon' over and over again as little Eragon just giggled in glee. Upon hearing the commotion in her tent, Angela woke up and looked at what was happening, too tired to help the werecat out even as he called for her help.

Eragon! Whimpered Solembum as he looked back at the boy with tears in his eyes. Please put down the stick! Eragon shook his head as Arya and Orik chose that moment to enter the tent with Murtagh being held by the back collar of his night shirt. Murtagh smiled brightly at Eragon giving him thumbs up as Eragon continued to whack and prod Solembum much to the werecat's dislike.

Eragon stopped as he looked up at Arya and Orik's angry face, pointing at Murtagh with his stick.

"Mury! Mury! You in twouuuuuble."

Preview of next chapter:

"Has anyone seen Eragon?"

"Eragon, put the sword down. I repeat, put the sword down and do not utter the name."

"Mury! Mury! Fire!"

"Eragon! Put the sword down and walk slowly away from it! If you do as I say, I'll make you cookies!"