A/N WBEF here!
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I WBEF the 1st present to you the 12th Chapter:

Chapter 12
"Rejoice, for we are alive
be happy that we can live and breath
no one can tell us what to do
we belong to ourselves
no one else
no one else"

– Wind Lover

He yelled "Jierda!"
The rocks were immediately blown away from him, he tried getting up, but his chest ached him so badly.
It was only then he realized he was back where he had been stabbed by the urgal.
The bodies of their attackers still lay on the ground.
Eragon thought "Enough of this! I must get healed, find the others and first of all find out what date it is".
He thought of something new. Instead of draining the power from life forms until they were dead he decided to drain their power to one tenth of their strength.
He tried it. The trees, instead of falling down, simply faded, but Eragon knew they were going to regain their health soon.
A few commands later he was standing tall, clean and fresh.
"Now, how do I get to Vrael's palace without wasting time. I'm definitely not going back to the elves" suddenly he remembered that Arya had teleported his dragon's egg to the spine.
"Yes, that's exactly what I will do. No, wait! That would be foolishness, especially after I from the void had come to me from the past and warned myself about messing up the present. What was I thinking! I could of done something irreversible " he thought. Then it struck him, Elves sang to adjust their looks. He did it too, but usually to make himself look more handsome. Now he decided to make himself the most horrifying monster in all of Alagaesia.
He muttered the right words...
Eragon now, looked so terrifying, that even the Raz'ac would flee before him.
Not even Saphira wold be able to recognize him, "Saphira, yes, It's a good thing I remembered to break our mental link" he thought.
He intended on not letting anyone not even Saphira know of his "resurrection", at least not until Galbatorix will have been slain.
Eragon now had a dark curved beak, that was tho hands long, red glowing eyes (which made it as easy to see in the night as it was to see in the day) and a very scared face.
His chest was covered by a layer of tiny rocks, creating a shell, playing the role of armor. On his back he grew himself beautiful black colored wings.
Out of his fingers grew half an elbow long claws as sharp and hard as zar'oc, he had the same claws on his toes.
His legs were also covered by the same shell as his chest had been.
He was really horrifying, but there was something missing... a black woolen cape.
Eragon made himself one immediately, it hid most of his face, rest of the body and it had an opening for the wings.
If he were to pass unseen through the cities or villages, he would have to do it at night, away from any sort of light.
His wings were twice as powerful as Saphira's, but at the cost of the energy of living creatures near him. The spell would take 10% of energy from any living things except for him. Since he was smaller than Saphira he would fly up to three times faster, maybe even four with good wind.
Eragon also made himself able to run faster than any elf alive, as for the energy, the rules were the same.
It was getting dark, with his enhanced sight he easily spotted his prey, he flew up to it used his beak as a razor blade and chopped the bird's neck along with the head off. While he was eating he realized he'd have to arrange a meeting for his father and mother. It would be easy to do, now that he was "not Eragon".
He decided there was no time to waste, he flew towards Vrael's palace, he calculated he'd be there tomorrow with his speed.
As he flew, he thought about what color suited him best, not only for camouflage, but also for describing his inside, what he felt.
It wasn't hard, of course it was black, somehow it made him feel safe, secure, like he could hide there until the worst was gone, it gave him peace.
He wasn't always like this, he once liked laughing, smiling and enjoying himself, but after, his uncle's, his father's, Arya's and all the one's he loved death.
Eragon became a grump, a wreck of a human, how many times he considered committing suicide he could not count.
So yes, black described what he felt perfectly. From now on anything he was going to: wear, write with, wield, was going to be black.
The color described how he felt when Arya rejected his love, but more than anything it was the symbol of misery, which was exactly as he felt.
Luckily there was hope, something Eragon cherished most, it gave him strength, "When this is going to be all over, I'll change my color to blue, light blue" he said.
He was flying above the sea right now, Eragon could see Vroengard from his position, he'd be there in two hours at his speed.
It was the middle of the night when a sea serpent tried to snatch Eragon out of the air, it was close, too close, but luckily it missed, from then on, Eragon increased his altitude and thought about Arya, how nice it would be if they were together. He imagined lying next to her in his normal body in a meadow, he was lying behind her, he wrapped his arms around Arya and gave her such a passionate kiss she didn't want to pull away, they just lie there enjoying the peace and nature, the beautiful songs of birds could be heard throughout the meadow. They were as if frozen, he wished it could be that way for ever.
when he stopped viewing his fantasies, he saw that the island was now enormous, bigger than it had been when he was here last.
Beautiful lights he saw, glowing and displaying their natural white light, the night was drawing to a close, but he still had some time, he landed half a league away from the palace, in a strange forest. He ran from there. with his super speed, he reached the palace within twenty seconds.

Eragon crept up to Arya's room, silently opened the door like a snake, entered, walked and searched through various rooms until he found her asleep in the living room, she was beautiful as ever, he wanted to lie down next to her, but managed to restrain himself from doing that. After all, he looked like a freak, what would she think of a stranger in her bed looking like a monster. He left the room. Next he sensed where Brom's room had been. His father-to-be was sleeping. Eragon entered his mind, he knew it was rude, but it had to be done, besides Brom was his father. Eragon found out Brom had sqeduled a meeting with Vrael for tomorrow. He was just about to leave when Brom's dream caught his attention, Eragon saw the scene of his "death" being played over and over again in Brom's head.
He wanted him to have a good night sleep, so he altered his dream and showed Brom what he imagined on his way here, how he lie with Arya watching the sunset.
Brom's face immediately lit up, he now lie in peace. Finaly Eragon went to the dragon hold, it was enormous, he found both Saphiras also asleep. He wanted to speak with his dragon, but he stopped himself thinking it was for the greater good.
For the rest of the night Eragon was planning on how to enter the room during the meeting, he put the words together for an invisibility spell, as for the silencing spell he had it covered, not only would no one hear what Brom and Vrael were talking about, but also no one would hear his footsteps. There wasn't much time left for the sun to rise. Eragon waited invisible by Brom's door, he was a bit tired so he took the energy neded from Vrael's dragon, after all he deserved some credit for saving everyone's lives. And since they were probably going to repay him anyway, he took what he needed.

Soon Brom left his quarters and headed for breakfast to the kitchen, Eragon silently followed staying a meter away at all times. They walked through the dining room wich was twice as big as shurican, it was filled with riders all over. As they walked through no one seemed to notice them. Eragon understood why the riders had fallen.
It was because they were too arogant. When Brom got to the kitchen, Arya and the rest of the elves were already there, sitting with gloomy faces munching down some food. Objectively speaking Brom had been the only one there with a smile on his face. He sat down next to Arya who was sitting opposite King Evandar and his guards.
"Morning" said Brom
"Morning" They replied.
"So, today's the big day" Started Arya not wanting to make a awkward sytuation.
"Yes, It's what Eragon would have wanted" said Brom
"It's what most people want!" shouted Arya, she didn't want to hear about Eragon, every time someone mentioned his name, she would see how he died for her, how he said "I did it because I love you". Arya couldn't bare thinking about it, she was going crazy, but managed to calm herself down.
Brom seeing this, wanted to make her pay, he believed it was her fault! He didn't care wether it was unfair to think that, but in the end because she came he sacrificed his life for her! So he continued to tease her.
"You know, I still feel he's among us, in fact yesterday I had a dream, Arya and Eragon lie on the grass in a meadow cuddled together" he spoke.
"That's it! Do you think I wanted this!? I blame myself for his death each day and night! I.. I.." tears fell down her cheeks and she ran away to her room, Eragon followed.
"You were too hard on her Brom" said Evandar.
"I know, but I couldn't help it! He had been my best friend..." trailed off Brom, he too was going to break, so he left as well.
Odin and Glenwing looked at each other with hidden smiles.
Arya was in her room, crying on her pillow. Eragon was opposite her, he was going to draw something with magic on a slate which was on put windowsill, it showed a rose, but at that moment Arya started talking to herself: "Oh Eragon, why did you do this? Why did you leave me? We cold have been happy together!" she continued crying
He wanted to hug her ant ell her everything was going to be ok, but again he stopped himself from doing anything foolish.
Instead, he made an image of him and her appear on the slate, they were sitting next to each other. Her head lie on his shoulder, they were watching the sunset.
On the plate he wrote "Soon my love". When Arya saw this she fainted. Luckily she had already been on the bed, for at that time Brom had just come in to apologize.
When he saw the slate, he didn't believe it. He saw the exact images in his dream just that night. He decided to keep this to himself for now.
He had more important things to do, which reminded him, he was to meet Vrael. As he was leaving, Eragon followed.

"Come in" Said the rider. He had short curly dark hair, a spiky nose, pink lips and blue eyes.
"Master" answered Brom, he had seen the leader only twice in his life before, including now.
"I heard you wanted to see me?" said Vrael,
"Master I have a long story to tell, Alagaesia's freedom is at risk and your life as well" stated Brom
Vrael looked at him, eyed him closely and when he saw that Brom believed fully in what he said, told him to take a seat and tell him the story.
Brom did just that, he mentioned meeting Eragon, his "death", the threat that Galbatorix posed to all and when he finished Vrael asked him "Your story makes sense, it's logical, but do you have anything that could prove it?"
Eragon knew this question was bound to come so he entered Brom's mind and showed him how Galbatorix had sworn to have his revenge on the riders for not giving him a second dragon. Brom had no idea how that memory appeared, but he used it to answer Vrael's question.
Vrael knew that Brom couldn't have known about this, for it was classified information, that was given to only those that were involved directly.
So Vrael replied " I don't know how you possessed this information, but I guess you could use it as proof, still, what do you intend on doing? I can't just lead all of my forces into some place, all that I can do right now, is send twenty of my best riders, including Oromis, to go check it out under your command. Now the question is, are you willing to take my offer?"
Eragon wanted to yell "You idiot! a force as small as what you're giving will only make the opposition stronger! Galbatorix will salvage their eldunari and become impossible to defeat!", but he restrained himself once more, then he understood. As long as the riders weren't aware of what threat Galbatorix posed, they wouldn't strike. Which meant they would have to loose many riders, he just hoped that Brom wouldn't be one of them.
Finally Brom replied "Master, I didn't tell yo everything because I knew that if had done it first thing, yo would think I'm crazy, my best friend Eragon was from the future in which all riders fall.
He was the one who warned me about Galbatorix and he was the one who planned on standing here instead of me, but he gave his life for the one he loved, he caught a dagger for her. I'm talking about princess Arya, daughter of King Evandar who is also with us. As for the riders, I will take as many as you can spare, but I'm afraid It'll be too little"
With that, Eragon had left still invisible, with Brom who parted with Vrael...

A/N Hey Guys!
I bet you're wondering what question I was going to ask, well here it goes:
Do you want any EragonXArya moments?
Write in the comments below
And let me know :D
Oh and you'll be happy to find that Fredo is back!
Finally!
(It's been a nightmare writing descriptions, It's like programming :D [I know],
I write the main script {the plot}, but I suck at creating classes and functions {descriptions},
which is why It's good to have Fredo back.
One last thing,
I'll probably only be able to upload one chapter until I set out for sea.
After that, I'll be gone for at least two weeks,
but do not fear, I'll probably have wifi, PROBABLY so maybe I'll be able to upload some chapters.
So tell me if you want lemons ExA

Sincerely WBEF