"Eragon…" Arya whisper shouted, "Look."

Eragon got up and his eyes instantly darted towards the large black dragon as it fanned out wings of an oily black color. I, myself looked up and saw it had large black spikes that had to be a tree trunk thick as well as scales that looked like they were coated in oil. It had black eyes that looked like huge gems of onyx.

As soon as it noticed my stare it quickly crept its way over towards me and placed its snout on my hand, Greetings. I am Mor'ranr, a gift from Hecate, Goddess of Magic. Hecate gifted me so that I would grow instantaneously so I would be able to protect you. The Goddess has trained me for years in body and mind to ensure your survival in this world. It is an honor, Jessamine Celeste, Daughter of Zeus to be chosen to be your partner-in-heart-and-mind. A deep voice spoke in my head; I assumed it to be Mor'ranr. He had a sort of deep boarding voice that demanded respect but still held immense power.

I looked up to him and spoke again, Hello Mor'ranr, it is an honor to meet you. I would like to keep my past from these people. They do not need to know of my past actions.

Mor'ranr nodded his large black head as we turned our attention back towards the blue dragon that stood in front of Eragon and Arya snarling towards Mor'ranr. My dragon instantly took a defensive position in front of me, snapping his jaws as he spit black venom.

"Jessamine…" Eragon said in a warning tone, "What is that?" he slowly advanced towards Mor'ranr with a long sword, sharpened at a point to where it was directed towards Mor'ranr.

"Peace, Eragon," I told him calmly. I was used to dealing with hostile teenagers who pointed weapons at me, "Lower your weapon…Mor'ranr means only peace for Alagaesia…"

"Mor'ranr? Peace?" Arya asked her voice high and twinkling.

"Yes," I said, "This is Mor'ranr, my dragon. He means you all no harm." I slightly pushed Mor'ranr out of my way as I walked over to where Eragon stood with Saphira. The female dragon seemed unsure how to deal with the new dragon. She began to approach Mor'ranr cautiously, her back arched as she started to take a step towards my black snarling lizard.

Eragon watched his dragon carefully, his eyes darting between Saphira and Mor'ranr. I could tell that they were talking…like they were plotting something. Be careful, Mor'ranr… I don't like the way she is approaching you… I warned him as I slowly made a side step towards him.

I am fine, Young One. Mor'ranr's deep voice replied. His voice didn't sound as confident as it had before but I walked out of the way of the two dragons. She is just testing my strength and power…

Then show her the power given to us by the mighty Gods of Olympus… Let us start by showing why we should be feared as powerful enemies. The Dark King be warned, fore we are coming for him, and all those who support his actions. We are coming, and we are going to show no mercy towards any soldiers that step in our way towards peace. I told him, the storm clouds above us circling dangerously as lightning crackled and thunder boomed.

I smirked as I felt the rush of power course through my veins as my hand pulled my gleaming sword out of its sheath that hung by my side. I raised it high in the sky, my eyes crunched tight in concentration as I felt the electricity travel through the metal in the blade I held in my hands before it traveled throughout my entire body. My eyes glowed into a rare golden amber as sent a thanks to the Olympian Council before turning my attention back towards where the two dragons stood before me, "Show her who we are, Mor'ranr. Show her why we should forever be feared." I said aloud; before the words finished leaving my lips, Mor'ranr let out a tremendous snarl of battle before pouncing on Saphira's back, his teeth easily piercing her skin.

Saphira let out a slight roar, causing the trees to shake and birds to quickly scurry away. The sapphire dragon managed to shake Mor'ranr off her back as he landed on the ground with a thud. Saphira didn't hesitate to jump at him first this time; her jaws snapping a little too close for my comfort towards Mor'ranr's neck.

Mor'ranr must have felt my uneasiness as he dodged Saphira's many attempts towards his large scaly body. Their teeth remained snapped and their backs remained arched as they continued to advance towards each other. Saphira lashed her tail towards Mor'ranr as Mor'ranr jumped into the air fanning out his oily black wings as he caught gusts of air and took off into the sky, simply a black mass in the deep blue sky.

Saphira let out a murderous growl as she too jumped into the air, her wings fanning until her sparkling blue form joined Mor'ranr's as they engaged in battle above us.

I turned to see Eragon and Arya standing there, both of their swords out and at the ready, both of their mouths gapping at the sight of the battling dragons. Arya was the first to regain her position as she once again held the point of her sword directed at my throat. If I hadn't grown up in a camp surrounded by dangerous people and wasn't on the run of monsters every second of my life than I probably would have been afraid, But not now. Not anymore.

Instead, I laughed. I just laughed. Arya scrunched her eyes, like she was analyzing me. Her brows tightened, her grip on her sword clenching. "Who are you really, Jessamine Celeste, Daughter of Zeueas?" she snarled, I silently laughed at her attempt at saying my father's name.

"Calm down, Arya alfä. Mor'ranr and I mean no harm," I assured, taking a slow step towards them. "Saphira and Mor'ranr are just proving their power to each other, it's a dragon thing," I shrugged, my hand still resting on the handle of my sword. The elf seemed angered by my response so I continued, "I am Jessamine, Daughter of Zeus," I paused making sure to emphasize 'Zeus', "I was sent here by my gods to bring peace to this land, and with Mor'ranr at my side, I plan to do just that. I will leave you and yours alone as long as you do not interfere with my mission."I stopped, reaching out my mind to grasp onto my dragons, Mor'ranr, my heart. It is time for us to leave.

I am coming, Little One. His deep voice echoed.

I smiled and turned my attention back towards the elf princess and Rider that still stood before me. Eragon must have finally gained enough composure as he opened his mouth to speak, "How do you plan to bring peace to our-this land?" he asked. I was able to notice his hesitance towards saying 'our' land as he now knew I wasn't from here. "Peace can be brought two ways to this land, either you are against Galbatorix, or you are planning to fight to rid Alagaesia of the resistance in which case I will be forced to fight you right now." He glowered, his eyes meeting mine dangerously as his fingers turning white as his grip tightened around his sword.

I grinned as Mor'ranr landed beside me. He had few scratches along his flanks, nothing I couldn't fix later. Grabbing the bag that was by my feet, containing everything I would need to live in the woods as was given from the Goddess of the Hunt, I jumped on Mor'ranr's back, slinging my legs over his side like I did with the Pegasi back at Camp. I turned back to where Eragon stood, now with a slightly bloodier Saphira by his side. "I am on whichever side I decide will bring this land peace. Don't try to stand in our way, or you will lose." I threatened as Mor'ranr took a giant leap, sending us in a spiral towards the sky. With my control over the winds and Mor'ranr's wings, we easily made miles and miles away from where we had left Arya, Eragon and Saphira clueless.

Tonight, we would rest. But in the morning, it is time to see what the gods have put us up against. With Mor'ranr by my side, I was fully confident to be able bring Alagaesia peace, and be able to make it home alive…

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