A/N: Yes yes welcome! Thank you reviewers who reviewed, and thanks for telling me to stay safe, which was pretty easy. We left off where Arya was in the Varden camp with Angela and about to rescue Eragon. But she's gotta to talk with her mother first.
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She couldn't help but gasp at the sight of Eragon. His entire body was covered in gashes and every type of wound imaginable. If he was in pain, he was hiding it well. He was blindfolded, but Arya could tell it wasn't because they didn't want him to see, it was because he couldn't see. Blood dripped out from under the blindfold, and Arya reasoned that he was blind. She mentally cursed her "mother" and every single elf in the Varden camp.
Before she could get his attention, her mother cleared her throat, obviously asking for attention. "Arya, welcome back." What the hell was she talking about? Arya hated her mother because of what she did to her when she was a child. Arya was beaten and her mind broken into, but that was why she fell in love with Eragon. Islanzadi held out her arms as if expecting Arya to rush into them and hug her. She was obviously deluded.
Eragon spoke, "What did I tell you?" Arya didn't know what he was talking about, but she was happy that she heard his voice. Islanzadi knew though, and unlatched the whip on her belt and whipped Eragon across the chest. He winced, but didn't cry out. Arya flinched as well at the sight of her mother hurting Eragon. If it came between an option of Eragon or her mother, Eragon would win every day.
Arya decided to speak up, "Yes well, if you would give us Eragon we will walk out of here peacefully and no one will die." It took a full five seconds for everybody within earshot to comprehend what she had said, and most of the Varden broke out into laughter.
"'No one will die?' There's only three of you, and why would you to want to even lay eyes on this filthy half-breed anyway?" A man with a beard boomed out.
"What's your name?" Arya asked.
The man seemed confused, "Roran Stronghammer, why?"
"So I can kill you later." Arya said menacingly. That only made the men break out into even more laughter. Even Nasuada was chuckling.
They all quieted when Islanzadi raised her hand. "Yes well, what is your real reason for coming here?"
Arya raised her eyebrows, did she not just tell them? "She just said why. We're here to get Eragon, and then leave." Angela enunciated so it made them sound like dimwits.
One of Eragon's torturers burst out, "Do not speak in the presence of our queen half-breed!"
Angela did not even seem fazed. "I can speak when I want, where I want, and however I want. I can speak to any elf, even one such as stupid as Islanzadi." All of the elves drew their swords and began to rush at her, but Angela raised her right hand and they all stopped in place. All of them seemed shocked to say the least, using mental magic could destroy your entire being if you weren't careful enough.
Nasuada spoke again, "You cannot be here to rescue the half-breed."
Arya was confused again, "And why not…?"
Islanzadi laughed, "Because he is a half-breed, why would you want to rescue him?"
"Because I love him!" Arya shouted angrily. How dare they question her actions for rescuing Eragon! Well, they were going to find out sooner or later, she thought to herself.
All of the Varden stopped dead when they heared her words. "What?" Her mother said breathlessly.
"I love Eragon Shadeslayer," Arya repeated. All of the crowd was silent.
Then the man Roran spoke up again, "Impossible. No one can love a half-breed, he probably put you under some spell."
Arya growled, "I am under no spell! I have known Eragon for eighty-nine years!" If looks could kill, Roran would be a pile of ash floating in the wind and about to fall into a volcano; that was how she was looking at him.
"Anyway…" Eragon said strangely. "Would you guys mind telling me WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE!In case none of you have noticed, I'M BLIND!" There was a shout behind her, and Arya usually would have discarded it if not for the fact that it was an elf who had shouted. Turning her head slightly, she saw it was Selena marching down the pathway.
"Eragon what have I told you about shouting?" Selena said scoldingly.
"Not to," Eragon said drawingly.
"Exactly!" Selena said. It was strange how Selena could act like a mother in the worst of situations.
"Right yes well," Islanzadi said to clear things. "Can we put another matter to rest before we kill you all?" Without waiting for an answer, she said, "I would like to know why you are standing like that."
"Like what?" Arya asked feigning ignorance to her question.
"Like that," she said and pointed towards her. "With your arm around the half-breeds shoulders and your hand on your stomach. Care to explain?"
Arya narrowed her eyebrows and contacted Angela and Selena mentally, Um, what now?
Naturally Angela came up with a plan first, Option A: We could say you're pregnant and kill everyone here. Option B: We could say you're pregnant and escape and then blow up the Varden camp. Pick whichever cathes your fancy. That woman was insane.
Neither, Arya said quickly. "What's the harm?" She asked herself under her breath, but most of the elves nearby must've heard it. "So what if I am?"
Islanzadi's eyebrows narrowed, "It all depends on who the father is, and who may he be?"
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa, you're pregnant? Who have you had sex with lately?" Eragon asked.
"Eragon! I already got onto your brother about asking that question, don't make me go over there and slap you!" His mother scolded.
Arya sighed, "The father of my baby is Eragon Shadeslayer." All of the elves gasped and pointed every single weapon they contained towards Eragon, who couldn't see. "Why is it so quiet?" He asked in a small voice. He must not have heard her words.
"Eragon!" His head whipped towards hers even though he was blind. "You are the father of my baby!" Eragon was stunned for a good five seconds before he broke out into a wide smile.
"I'd honestly leap for joy, but my leg is broken and my back is sorta shredded to pieces. But you get my point. Is it a boy or a girl?" He asked with his goofy grin still on his face.
"Eragon!" Angela said, "Now is not the time for this."
"Oh right," Eragon said sheepishly.
All of the elves bristled with anger, but Islanzadi looked the most furious. "How could you mate with this half-breed?!" Her face was red, and her usual calm and emotionless façade was gone. "Why did you mate with this half-breed?!"
"Because I love him." Arya said with as much force as possible. Angela, when exactly are we going to be able to leave here with Eragon?
Everyone should be in position in about five minutes, so we should probably stall Angela replied.
I have been stalling! Arya shouted to Angela. "May I go to Eragon?" Arya asked to her mother.
"No." Her mother said. Angela raised her hand and her palm began to glow.
"I suggest that you let Arya see her mate before I blast you to pieces." Angela said smoothly. Islanzadi looked red in the face, but then nodded. Angela and Arya began to walk over to Eragon. And when they were close enough, Arya fell to her knees so she could be eye level with him, even though he was blind.
"Hi," Eragon said. His word could not help but elicit a laugh from her.
"Hello Eragon," she responded with a happy smile on her face. She could tell that he was trying to smile, but his face had been whipped so it was rather difficult.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Eragon asked.
"It's a girl." She said beaming.
"Good, we need more females in this world." Eragon said happily. Arya cupped his face in her hands, and she ignored the blood that began to stain her hands.
"We're going to get you out of here Eragon." Arya said forcefully.
"I know," he said. Arya chuckled. He grimaced in pain, and Arya's anger got ahold of her. Contacting Angela she asked, are they ready?
Thirty seconds, was her reply. The code word is "Chaos".
"That's enough!" Islanzadi shouted, "Get away from him!"
Arya turned her head towards her mother, but did not remove her hands, "Make me."
The elven queen began to march over to the couple, but something startling happened. Eragon raised his right arm, and you could tell that it was paining him to do so. And without saying anything, his Gedwey Ignasia began to glow, and all of the elves gasped. "You will not touch her elf. Remember who beat her as a child, remember who broke into her mind? That was you." And without saying a word, the elven queen was stopped in place. "I suggest you say nothing more, or I'll break you from bottom to top."
"You're bluffing," her mother spit out. And suddenly she cried in pain, and her left foot was stuck out at an odd angle.
"I am not bluffing, just releasing my anger." Eragon said.
"How are you using magic?! We drugged you!" Islanzadi shouted. Another crack and the elf's other foot was broken.
"You did drug me, and I still can't remember the words. But mental magic doesn't require words does it? And even before then I wasn't able to use magic because of the chains. But no elf is fully trained in magic, and most of them don't even know what it is, or ever experiencedit before. The most powerful magic of all, is love." Arya had to admit, Eragon did have a way with words.
Reasoning that it had been thirty seconds, she shouted, "Chaos!" No one in the area knew why she had said that besides herself, Angela, Selena, and surprisingly Eragon. There was a sudden outburst in the crowds, and there was a blast of smoke from several areas around the camp.
All of the elves looked towards the disturbances, and the half-breeds took advantage of this. Drawing her sword, she slashed at the silver haired elf who was holding Eragon, and it hit his stomach. Entrails spilling from to the ground, the elf collapsed dead. All of the elves were still in shock and they didn't notice Angela grabbed Eragon until it was too late.
She heard a loud and distinct whistle of the roar of the crowd, and six horses burst through the crowd. Snowfire, Cadoc, Tornac, and the other horses she didn't know the name of came and halted in front of the four. Arrows and spears were thrown towards them, but their strong wards held.
"Wait!" Eragon shouted. Arya looked at him incredulously, what was he doing? Eragon let go of Arya and managed to walk over to Islanzadi's crumpled form. She watched him pick up a spear upon the ground, and she knew what he was going to do. She didn't stop him, not at all. She wasn't a cruel or vengeful person, but this was Eragon, and she didn't want to stop him.
He pointed the spear towards the queen's neck and said, "You tortured an innocent little girl, you broke her so bad that she couldn't sleep alone, and she still can't. You hurt my little one, and for that, you can rot in Angvard's halls for the rest of eternity." And he plunged the spear through her neck.
Before anybody knew that Queen Islanzadi was dead, Eragon had already managed to stumble over to Snowfire, how he navigated even though he was blind was beyond her. She helped onto the horse, and saw the rest of the half-breeds and their company on horses or preparing to run. With a sharp, terse nod to them all, they all began to run, gallop, or in Blodhgarms case, prowl through the camp westward.
Arya smiled and ignored all of the spears and arrows rushing their way towards them, because Eragon had his arms resting on her abdomen, right where their little baby was.
Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the campsite they had used the previous morning. She told Eragon to stay on the horse while they quickly began to dispell any signs of inhabitation. It took a total of fifteen minutes, which was far too long, to destroy any evidence of their resting area.
When they began racing out of the small area of trees, they were not all surprised when over a hundred elves on horses caught sight of them and began flying towards them on their steeds.
We can't go back to Varnalond! Angela shouted in their minds.
Why not? Blodhgarm purred.
We can't reveal the location of a century and a half secret city! We'll practically be condemning them all to death. Galzra said.
Then where do we go? Arya asked.
It took a few moments before Selena said, to Carvahall.
A/N: TO CARVAHALL! WOOHOO! Alright, they are out of the Varden camp and heading to Carvahall. And remember to tell me why you love/like writing, I want to know!