A/N: LALA! Hellooo! We left off with our heroes Angela, Arya, and Eragon going to Carvahall to find Osthato Chetowa, and if you don't know who that is leave the Inheritance Cycle FanFiction…Now
So anyways, once again I tried to PM myself, it didn't work. And, and, and, and, you guys should go to my profile where I have three story starters going. If you want me to write one of the stories simply PM me and tell me which one. If you want me to write a different one simply PM me and give me a general idea of what the hell it's about. I will not write one until I finish Half-Breed.
And I decided to get rid of the mother and father thing, I grew up calling my parents mom and dad, not mother and father.
And so I would also like to welcome Elemental Dragon Slayer into the Circle of Circles Treaty! Remember to read The Hidden God and Switching Lanes!
Head Honcho – Yes, it was because he was magically chained.
Disclaimer: *Throat clogs up and I die*. Not mine.
A-R-Y-A
A week, it had been one week of traveling with Angela and Eragon, and it wasn't the best experience she could have been through. Her only solace was Eragon, and it was him that she sought comfort with. Angela was Angela. Arya did not understand how Eragon could have lived with this woman for fifty years. She was, in all honesty, utterly annoying. She never stopped talking about nothing. From why fungus can harm bunny rabbits to ferocious wild hamsters this woman would not shut up.
They were on the western side of Leona Lake now, walking along its shores so as to avoid any Urgals that might be lurking in the Spine. Presently Angela was talking about what she as going to do with her niece when she was born. Currently she was at braiding her hair to make it look like a swan, where Eragon had to remind his sister that it was not her child, and that she should get her own.
Eragon was walking ahead, blindfolded too, while Angela and Arya were riding on Snowfire and Cadoc, following Eragon.
"Sooo," Angela said drawing out the word, "what are you going to name her?'
"We aren't going to name her Angela, that's for sure," Eragon said without looking back.
Angela crossed her arms and pouted, "There's nothing wrong with naming a child Angela, I mean, look at me!"
"I'd prefer not to, I don't like getting sick this early in the morning." Eragon said with a knowing smile.
"What would your parents say to that Eragon?" Arya scolded.
"Mom would get onto me, while dad would praise me for thinking of such a wonderful comeback," Eragon said.
Angela growled but said nothing. A rumbling could be heard, and the smell of rain could be smelt through the air. Looking up she saw dark grey thunderclouds nearing them, and bright flashes could be seen occasionally in the clouds.
"Great," Eragon said sarcastically, "Anybody know a nice resting spot?" He said while turning around.
"There's probably a cave nearby nestled in the mountains," Arya said. In consent Arya moved Snowfire over to Eragon and he hauled himself up. The storm neared, and they began riding in a full-fledged gallop towards the Spine. The rain soon began to catch up with them, and in a few seconds they were soaked to the bone.
"There!" Angela shouted over the entourage of water. "A cave!"
Following the dim outline of Angela Arya steered Snowfire towards where Angela was pointing. Snowfire and Cadoc sensed a cave nearby as well, and they began to gallop faster and faster. They soon made it into the cave, realizing that it was large enough to fit several people and horses. Three two-legs and two horses fit well.
Eragon got off Snowfire first, sliding off his rear. Arya swung her leg around, and landed on the ground. With a simple spell everything was dry, from the horses, to her hair. She looked around the cave for no reason. She heard Angela say, "Brisingr!" And a burst of fire shot from her finger and landed on the cave floor. Instead of gusting out like she thought it would, it simply spread until it was two by one feet long.
Magic, Arya thought to herself. Untying her pack and bedroll from Snowfire's saddlebags she flapped the bedroll onto the ground. Sitting down on the bedroll she stared at the fire, ignoring the tiredness that washed over her. She looked up from the fire and saw that Eragon was walking deeper into the cave, and she shouted after him, "What are you doing?!"
"One does not simply walk into a cave without knowing its contents!" He shouted back, his voice echoing through the cave. She tried to get up and go after him, but a wave of nausea it her and she fell back down. Landing roughly on the ground like that did not brighten her mood, at all. So once again she consented to stare at the fire. All was peaceful, until her stomach growled. Angela raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"I didn't know babies growl in their mother's womb," Angela said quirkily. Arya scrunched up her eyebrows and glared at her sister-in-law. "Oh, so it wasn't the baby," Angela said feigning surprise. "Would you like some food?"
"That would be most appreciated," Arya said still glaring at Angela, although not with anger.
"Okay!" The half-elf shouted and walked over to where the two bags where on the ground. She began muttering things to herself while she looked through the bags. "Apples with peppers, I think a pregnant woman would like that... Or corn with pickles, that sounds good for a pregnant lady."
Arya groaned, "Just get me something normal." Angela grumbled but tossed her an apple while she took an orange. Eragon's footsteps echoed from the depths of a cave, except he was running.
"You may want to see this," he said breathlessly. Angela stood up with ease, but Arya couldn't stand up without feeling like she was going to throw up. When she tried to stand up again, Eragon was there, but instead of helping her, he pushed her back down.
"Hey! I thought you'd help me!" Arya said.
"You are not coming with us, you are pregnant and can barely stand." Eragon commanded.
"But -"
"No buts, you are not coming." Eragon said sternly.
Arya did not want give in, but the look on Eragon's face was probably fiercer than hers was. "Fine," she grumbled. She looked away from him and stared at the fire. Eragon's hand grasped her chin and pulled her head towards his.
"Arya, I will be back, I promise." Eragon said, and then he brought his lips to hers. If Arya was nauseated before, she was fainting now. Their moved together, and she nearly cried when he pulled back. "I love you."
Arya smiled, "I love you too." Eragon began walking backwards so he could keep her in sight for as long as possible, but she knew he turned around when he could see her no longer.
E-R-A-G-O-N
"So what is it that you found?" Angela asked curiously.
He sighed before replying. "A skeleton. A very strange skeleton. It was in the shape of a human, but its bones are thicker, and it has a rusted sword lying next to its body.
"Is it an Urgal?" Angela asked.
Eragon shook his head, "No, it's not large enough to be an Urgal, but the bones are too thick for it to be a half-breed. But I'd say it's been there for at least a year, year and a half." Angela said nothing after that, and so the two walked on, guided by Eragon's blue werelight.
"How far in is -" But she was interrupted by the sound of metal scraping against wood, or as to say, a sword being drawn from its sheath. Angela drew out Albitr (Tinkledeath!) instead of her dwarven huthvir. Eragon pulled out Brisingr and lit it up mentally. Standing in front of them was a creature that was squat, broad, flat-nosed, and sallow-skinned, with a wide mouth and slanted eyes; it was a degraded and repulsive version of the Urgal. Its skin seemed to be a greenish hue, but you could hardly tell due to the filth and layer of grime on its body. It wore only a loincloth that was ripped and torn, but still covered his private areas.
"Goc ji foun?" The creature said. You could tell it was asking a question, but there was malice in the voice. This creature clearly wanted to kill the two. (Who are you?)
"I'm sorry...?" Eragon asked, for he did not understand its language.
"Who are you?" Spitted out the creature.
"Eragon Shadeslayer and Angela Albitr." Eragon said.
"Good, I like to know the names of the people I eat," the creature said. It appeared to be a cannibal. Eragon eyed the sword in its hand. It was curved but not in the way of the elves. It seemed to be more of a deathly curve than a graceful one. The creature looked at Angela first, and deemed her to be the weaker of the two. She was, but she was far stronger than the creature. It lunged for his sister, fangs bearing, and before the creature could even get within three feet of her, Eragon had slashed off its head. The creature fell to the ground, black blood leaking from its neck.
"Should we continue?" Eragon asked examining the dead creature.
"Should we? No. Will we? Yes."
Eragon smiled and stood up. He thought of wiping the black blood off on the creature's skin, but thought better of it when he saw all the grime and insects covering it. Eragon decided to keep his sword out, in case of more of these creatures.
They began to walk forward, albeit more cautiously and slowly. "Here is where I found it," Eragon whispered. He pointed towards the skeleton that lay on the ground, leaned up against the cave wall.
Angela bent down and examined the skeleton, as she was more skilled in anatomy than he. "His bones were nibbled on, but not by beaks like the Ra'zac. It looks like he was eaten by the creature you just killed. His eyes were gouged out and presumably eaten. Every single bone is cracked open and the marrow sucked out of them. If I guessed right this is the exact same type of creature you just killed. It eats more than just other races." Angela sighed.
"I'll contact Arya and tell her what's happening," Eragon said. Angela nodded but continued examining the creature.
Reaching out his mind back down the cave he pressed against her mind, but she was asleep. He left her a message in her mind for when she woke up. Arya, Angela and I discovered a strange creature down the hallway. I killed it after it tried to eat Angela. It is not human nor any race in Alagaesia, including half-breeds. Do not worry, we are... Eragon and Angela. We're going deeper into the cave to find anything to determine what it is. Do not follow. I love you.
He pulled out of her mind and turned to Angela and said, "It is done."
"This creature has a horrid smell, and it comes from deeper into the cave." Angela explained.
"Let's go." Eragon said while holding his werelight above his head.
They began to walk further down the cave, until Angela stopped him. "We need to reach out our minds first." Eragon nodded and extended his mind down the cave, and no life forms were along the cave. However, when Eragon's mind reached a large opening, a surge of energy was propelled within his mind. He immediately withdrawed, and he felt Angela do the same. "What were those?" Angela asked.
"Only one way to find out."
A/N: OK! Bad ending I know, but next chapter will be EPIC! Remember to read The Hidden God and Switching Lanes!