disclaimer: i do not own the inheritance cycle, paolini does. if i did, that would be awsome. but i do own the plot... no one take it!!!

We zoomed around the sky in a frenzy of scales, wings and flesh. We spun and dipped, plummeted and soared. It was terrifying. It was incredible. It really gets the adrenaline pumping. I suppose flying does have it's moments, as long as you're not clinging to the back of a dragon going about 200 miles per hour for your life. It's life or death. Your pick.

The wind made my hair whip around my head. I could see flashes of yellow as it streaked past. Eragon was leaning forward, anticipating every current. He was riding as if he were an extension of Saphira's outstretched body. I guess there is a reason they're called Riders.

They work well together. I jumped. I never really got used to Shruikan's voice in my head. It was really creepy sometimes.

Why can't we fly like that?

How do you know we aren't?

I checked myself. AH! He was right! We were like an exact replica of Eragon and Saphira. Only, different. I leaned down further. Shruikan stretched out flatter. Now we were an exact replica of them, only more exaggerated.

How come I can hear you anyway?

You are my true Rider.I did a double take. What?

Galbatorix used black magic to hatch me and then more magic to gain control of me. You can't imagine how much pain and suffering there was when the magic wore off even a tiny bit. The pain and the knowledge that my true Rider may never have the right dragon.

Oh. Then I heard screaming. I looked up and saw a bundle of flailing limbs that could only be Eragon. He was falling, yes, falling, straight towards us.

Saphira must have gotten tired of him.Shruikan chuckled.

Thereupon Shurikan flew out of the way as he sailed past us. Saphira sighed and swooped down to catch him. She stopped abruptly eye level with us and winked before catching Eragon with her tail and pitching him upward and having him land on the saddle. Eragon groaned.

"Why did you have to do that Saphira?"

She made no move to answer him but smiled at us and flew on.

a/n: i know. short chappy. but no one has given me any ideas. *glares at you* if i had an idea then the chapters would be longer and better. just saying. go ahead and click on that friendly green button down there.