yey chapter 20!!
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20. –Dark Rider
I could not control myself. I was too exhausted to fight against the wolf side of my brain, the part that was now controlling my body and at the same time killing Dorran. But what I could not understand was that he wasn't fighting back, he wasn't defending himself.
And because of that he was now losing this battle. He could beat me easily, especially with the advantage of being almost three times larger than myself.
And yet he wasn't trying, he was letting me hurt him even though I had no option against it. I scratched at his flesh and bit into his skin hard enough to draw blood.
I cringed at the sight of his blood, tears coming to my eyes as I sliced at him again and again, not able to control myself.
Yet he continued to do nothing about it, he just stayed standing, showing no emotion at all so that I could not tell if he was in pain or not. The night wore on and Dorran got in worse condition, his pelt bloody and his snout scarred.
My legs were now so weary that I had ceased to attack the giant black wolf in front of me and I had collapsed to the ground, my paws trembling and my breaths coming in rasping pants.
As I fell Dorran did too, his onyx eyes closing before he had even hit the earth.
The night sky had grown lighter after the hours of attacking I had done; the brilliant gold sun appearing over the tree tops just coming into my view from where I lay on the soft leaves. As the bright rays shone onto my fur it made the silver hairs glitter, turning them whiter than they were.
Then vibrations prickled my body, not as violent as before and more pleasant in my semi-conscious state.
I felt my form shrink, my bones shortening and the sleek fur absorbing into my skin. I had morphed back into my human form and beside me I saw out of the corner of my eye Dorran doing the same.
I gasped when I saw him.
His tanned skin was still scarred from the burns, but other than that all I could see was angry red scratch marks from where I had injured him. But then I remembered what he had told me when I had injured my foot, that wolves heal faster than normal humans.
I clawed at the moist earth with my nails, trying to make my way over to his unconscious form.
My dress was caked in mud and leaves, and every inch of my body was covered in thick dirt, but after what seemed like hours I finally managed to reach him.
"Dorran?" I whispered my voice unable to attain more volume.
I saw his eyelids flutter slightly and his fingers twitch, but other than that he lay still. I sighed and rested my head next to him, exhausted.
As soon as my head hit the foliage I was out, my brain feeling drained and unable to function for one more second.
I slept for hours, completely unaware of what was happening around me, unable to think from being so tired.
My sleep was dreamless, as if my brain had just completely shut down. But somewhere in semi-consciousness I heard noises, like that of a large creature.
I felt a tugging sensation at the edges of my mind, as if something was trying to gain entrance. I immediately but my barriers up, closing my brain from outside penetration.
But the probing continued, growing stronger by the second. I growled softly then opened my eyes slightly, surprised that it was now dark. I could not see anything except for a dim glowing light coming from above me.
I stretched my hand up and snatched it back as my fingers stroked a leathery surface.
I pushed up and the cover came off, revealing blinding sunlight and forest sounds so loud that they rattled my eardrums. I winced as my eyes and ears stung from the sudden burst of light and sound.
I blinked rapidly and glanced around.
The dark sheet cover that had been over me was actually a wing, Dorrans wing to be precise.
The huge onyx dragon lay on his side, his serpentine tail curled around until it reached his nose and his large head facing away from me. My eyes followed his gaze and my hand immediately shot down to the hilt of my sword which had obviously been recovered while I was asleep.
In the middle of two ancient trees stood a magnificent sapphire dragon with a rider astride it.
The rider was a boy around mine and Dorrans age, possibly fifteen or sixteen. His dark brown unruly hair stuck up at odd angles over intense brown eyes. But there was something inhuman about him, the way he sat, his back straight, his handsome head held high looked more feline than human.
His dragon was slightly smaller than Dorran, but larger than Thorn. It seemed as if Dorran had gotten even larger overnight, but I did not dwell on his abnormal growing and focused again on the pair in front of us.
Dorran, who are they? I thought into his mind, my gaze never leaving the rider in front of me.
I know not, but I just spoke to Murtagh and he said that it is Eragon, his brother, and that we should not reveal our identities to him and should pretend to be rider and dragon to travel and spy on him. That was probably the longest I had ever heard him talk, but what he had said confused me.
Rider and dragon? Who gets to be which? I asked him, but I already knew the answer.
Eragon had already seen us in the forms we were now, and if we changed we would be revealing our abilities to them. I sighed, how would I be able to last without being able to fly for who knows how long?
You will have to fly on my back, Dorran stated, and I did not really like the sound of that.
Probably, but it will not be the same, I replied, then looked back at Eragon.
"Who are you?" I asked him, I was not meant to already know his name after all.
Eragon seemed to not be listening before I had said this, but as soon as I spoke his eyes refocused and he vaulted off of the back of the sapphire dragon.
"I am Eragon Shadeslayer, and who might you be fellow rider, I did not know that there was another egg besides the one under Galbatorix's control." When he said the kings name a sense of power edged into his voice, as if he did not agree with the fact that he was king.
Should I say my real name? I thought franticly to Dorran, already going through all the names I knew incase I should need one.
It might not be wise, he replied, and I shall think of one too, but choose quickly, he's waiting.
My thoughts were jumbled and I could not think straight, names upon names spun through my mind, but none of them I liked.
What about Casiphia, Dorran asked me. The name was probably the best yet so I went with it.
"My name is Casiphia, and this is my dragon…" what's your name?! I screeched into his mind, silently cursing myself for forgetting to come up with that little detail.
Dolan, he projected into everyone's heads.
I smiled timidly at Eragon, then turned to Dorran, Dolan? That's seriously the best you can come up with?! I yelled into his mind, annoyed when I heard a deep rumble in his chest, he was laughing at me.
I growled slightly, but then was quickly silenced by a look from the giant onyx dragon. If I growled and morphed now it would give us away in a heart beat, and then this mission would be totally wasted.
I composed my features and turned back to the rider in front of me.
"What are you doing in these woods, rider?" I asked him curiously.
He hesitated a second, his eyes staring into space, looking at the trees behind me. Then his eyes refocused and he addressed me again.
"I am here strictly on business, as of which I do not go around telling strangers I have just met, no offense or anything." He added quickly at the end in an attempt to not make me feel bad, which was not possible seeing as I was not sensitive enough to take that in the wrong way.
I shrugged, not caring, then replied, "Well we're wondering aimlessly through this gloomy forest, so do you mind if we travel with you, we have met absolutely no one in our travels and we are in need of some company, for however short a time." I hoped what I had said would convince him to allow us to travel with them.
He seemed to discuss this with his dragon once again and they must have agreed because Eragon replied, "Saphira and I would be glad of some companions, but we must warm you, traveling with us is dangerous and we cannot guaranty that you will be unharmed by the end of the day."
His tone was humorous, but what he had said did get me wondering about exactly how hazardous being near him would end up being.
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