YAY CHAPTER 50!!!!!!!!

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50.- Imposter

I pinned him to the ground, my claws digging deep into his fur and my teeth grabbing at any part of him I could, I could feel my fangs puncher his skin and draw blood, but he deserved it for what he had done, leading me on, only to grab my heart and rip if from my chest.

He looked up at me in surprise but started fighting back, his sheer muscle greatly outmatching my own, and he pushed me onto my back, standing on my paws so I was immobilized. So much for me beating him to a pulp.

I growled in annoyance and anger, pushing with my legs as hard as I could, but he outweighed me and it didn't do much good. I was stuck, with the person I hated most in the world at that point, as my captor.

I tried snapping at his face but he leaned back in time, still keeping his large paws on my legs.

Any particular reason you just attacked me? He asked, actual curiosity in his voice, I can't have hurt you that much with what I did.

I stared at him, appalled, how can you seriously say that?! I have the right to kill you after what you did!

He looked back at me; you want to kill me because I left? I only did it for your own good; I was ruining your life and destroying you!

I had been about to reply but I shut my mouth, confusion washed through me, what do you mean? You only left me for a month, but you came back, I'm angry because of what I saw and what you said to me in the forest!

Now it was apparently his turn to be confused, what are you talking about? I was gone for more than four months!

No…I just left you in Ellesmèra…

Ellesmèra? I've never been there in my life, what the hell are you talking about?!

But we were there for three months…

He looked at me as if I was mentally unstable, no…I've been wondering around in the forest for four months, this is the first time I've seen you in ages. Great greeting by the way, trying to kill me and everything, he smiled and I realized that I hadn't seen a smile like that in four months. I was still unsure though, how do I know you're not lying and you're just trying to confuse me and make me forget what you did? I asked accusingly, suddenly remembering that he was still on top of me and I shifted uncomfortably, but he didn't seem to notice, he was staring straight at me, thinking.

Uh…Dorran…my legs are going numb… I suggested, wiggling my toes to make a point. He seemed to come to his senses and leapt up, morphing into his human form, something that was virtually impossible for me to do on a full moon, but he had had many years of training.

I scrambled to my feet and sat on my haunches, looking at him intently, trying to tell if he was telling the truth and if he really didn't know what had happened in Ellesmèra.

He smiled and reached for my paw and I felt some new energy flow into my body from his hand, causing my skin to tingle under my thick silver fur. Then I realized that I was morphing and stood up in my human form, looking at him in amazement.

"How did you do that? It's a full moon, how was that even possible?"

He grinned, instantly lighting the entire cave, "I just gave you some of my power, just enough to morph you, it's nothing really, you'll be able to do it yourself in a couple of months I'll bet." He looked away from me then, glancing around the dark cave, his brow furrowed in concentration.

"You still haven't proved to me that you really didn't kiss that elf in the woods." I said, my voice echoing around the cavern.

He turned back to me, something glinting hard in his eyes, "Why on earth would I kiss someone else? You are the only one I would even consider." I stopped breathing as he said this and I stared at him, unable to say a word.

"You say you want proof, I've thought of a way to prove it to you that I'm telling the truth." And as he said this he closed the few steps between us, laid a gentile hand on my chin, tilting my face upwards, and touched his lips to mine. I stood there, frozen, unable to think, react, do anything.

Then a torrent of images cascaded into my head, memories of what Dorran had done in the past four months after leaving me. It showed a taloned hand crushing a burnt log into splinters, his pain seeping through our connection, his guilt, his remorse, regret, everything. He blamed himself for what had happened to me, he blamed himself for everything, in his eyes, everything that had gone wrong had been his doing.

I felt a tear drip down my cheek and wrapped my arms around his waist, embracing him as we kissed, his mouth moving against mine. I felt his strong arms snake around and clasp behind my back, locking me in place. Nothing in his memories involved traveling to Ellesmèra, training, or kissing the elf. This was the real Dorran, the one I loved, which I admitted freely now, and the one I would die for without hesitation. But if this was the real one, who had I been traveling, sharing ideas, knowledge, and a house with? I shuddered, a stranger, and imposter, perhaps even someone working against us, a spy.

God had I been stupid not to notice it before.

The mind flow stopped and I focused on kissing Dorran, his lips were soft but had a hard edge to them, his lips quick and urgent against mine. My breaths were coming in gasps but I didn't want to stop, didn't want this to be over. But eventually I couldn't take it anymore and had to breathe otherwise I was seriously risking blacking out right there on the spot.

I pushed back from him, ignoring his protests, and gulped down air, his hands remaining around me, his nose at my neck, trailing along my jaw, inhaling my scent. I suddenly realized that it was light out, the sky just turning pink as the sun started to rise between the trees. I needed to sleep and sat down, Dorran following me without a second thought, his large hands closed around mine and his dark eyes staring into my silver ones, a new light that I had never seen before sparkling in the deep onyx depths.

My eyes closed on their own accord and I leaned back against the rock, my muscles unwinding and sleep over taking my mind. I felt movement next to me and felt Dorran wrap his arms around me again and drag me closer to his body, his chest hard against my back.

"I'm scared Dorran." I whispered, finally feeling complete, the spiritual connection between us now rejoined and I felt whole for the first time in many months.

"I wont ever hurt you." He whispered back, his deep voice soft against my ear.

I turned to face him, his eyes staring seriously into mine, "That's not what I meant, what if the person, or creature, that's been pretending to be you is working for the Empire, he's in Ellesmèra, the elf capital, and has been trained by one of the last dragon riders, and knows pretty much everything about us, the elves, and magic. If he's bad, we're in serious trouble." I wouldn't have told anyone else this, but I trusted Dorran with my life, and he needed to know.

He thought it over, his black eyes staring blankly at the rock-strewn ground, "I think…there's a good chance that he does work for the King, but I also think that the fact that we know now may be our greatest advantage against him, we could find him out and perhaps destroy him before he knows what hit him. You should continue to pretend that you think he's me, don't tell Faolan or anyone else, even my brother cannot be trusted, incase he was also replaced of course, even though I probably wouldn't trust him anyway. I will hide, and when you call I'll be able to come and help destroy that imposter." He grinned at me, obviously fantasizing the battle that would occur when the time rose.

I sighed, this situation was not the most desirable, but I could see the sense in his words. "Sounds like a plan, but we need to meet Angela to get my sword, going into battle without one, even if I could just use my claws, isn't exactly intelligent."

He nodded, "Plus it would probably be safer if the egg was also in our possession at the moment, you never know who is spying for the Traitor king." I had completely forgotten about the egg that I had left in Solembum's care.

"I wonder who the new rider will be, it will be interesting to see who the egg hatches for." I told him, leaning my head into his chest.

"It doesn't really matter as long as it isn't controlled by the Empire, and isn't Faolan, with that intelligent person being one of the lands last resorts, we'd all be pretty much screwed." We both laughed at that but my giggle turned into a yawn, yet again reminding me how long it had been since the last time I had slept.

"Go to sleep Kalanie, I'll wake you if anyone, or anything, comes." He said, reminding me of when Boden had spoken almost the exact same sentence. I really needed to apologize to him, but it could wait, I had a land to save.

I fell asleep, my head resting on my newly discovered love and my back against the cold, hard ground beneath me.

wow, sorry to the people that are so sick of Dorran they want him dead, but yet againt i just couldnt bring myself to kill him, shame im such a softy huh? lol

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