A/N- Hello, everyone! Yes, I've got a new story now. One of my other three will be done son, so I'll just post this now. Oh, and Durza's alive. Don't scream at me, "Moron! Durza's dead!" because I already know. I just stuck him in here to terrorize him. MUAHAHAHA! I'm so evil!

Disclaimer: This is for the whole story, I'm not saying this again. Christopher Paolini owns the Inheritance trilogy. However, I do own Taylor, who will show up soon.

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Once upon a time, there was an insane author who liked to parody things. She was reading her copy of Eragon one day, and guess what? She decided to parody it.

The parody begins like this. Eragon was flying through the sky on Saphira for no particular reason. He was also singing in a rather dreadful voice.

"THE HILLS ARE ALIIIIIIIIIVE, WITH THE SOUND OF MUUUUUUUUUUUSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC!" Eragon sang, or rather, screeched, in a high-pitched, extremely off-key tone.

"MY EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRS!" screamed Galbatorix from out of nowhere.

Eragon stabbed him with Zar'roc. "DON'T INSULT MY SINGING!"

The Varden started booing and throwing stuff at him.

"SHUT UP!" bellowed Eragon. "I'M THE STAR OF THE SERIES, SO YOU SHALL HEAR MY VOICE AND LIKE IT!"

Eragon, that's really, really, REALLY bad singing, Saphira told him.

Thanks! replied Eragon, apparently not knowing the fact that she just insulted him.

Saphira sighed at her Rider's stupidity.

"HEY! That's MY sword!" yelled Murtagh, who was running in Eragon's direction. "I stole it from you in Eldest!"

A reader threw a shoe at him. "NO SPOILING!"

"But it was my turn to steal it back!" Eragon whined.

"I never agreed to that!" Murtagh said.

A contract appeared from out of nowhere. Shoving it in Murtagh's face, Eragon said, "See? You SIGNED it!"

"You FORGED it! Plus, that contract is fake!" Murtagh started grabbing at Zar'roc.

"Oh, yeah?" Eragon pulled on the sword as well.

"Yeah!"

Murtagh pulled as hard as he could, and Eragon let go, sending Murtagh crashing into a wall. "Ouch."

Why don't you fight like men, instead of children? Saphira suggested.

That's a great idea! Eragon said. "Hey, Murtagh! I challenge you to a battle!"

Murtagh's eyes boggled and he ran away.

"What? Afraid of losing?" taunted Eragon, but he turned around. "OHMYGOD!"

A glowing purple vortex of doom was behind him. Eragon screamed and ran behind a bush.

"HEY! What happened to Danny and Jill? The kitchen? MY PLAY STATION 2?" a voice yelled.

Eragon peeked out from behind the bush and saw, not a monster, but a girl with green eyes and blond hair who looked to be about thirteen years old. She wore a purple turtleneck, blue jeans, and yellow and white shoes.

Unfortunately the girl caught sight of him. "YAY! ERAGON!" She ran over to him and tackled him. Within a few seconds the crazy girl was on his back.

"Who are you? GET HER OFF ME!" he yelled to no one in particular.

The girl slid off him. "My name's Taylor. Taylor Gallagher. I was in my kitchen playing PS2 and trying to keep watch of my little brother and sister, Danny and Jill, and I ended up here! Sounds crazy, huh?"

Eragon brushed himself off. "Very crazy," he muttered. "Where are you from?"

"Earth," replied Taylor. "What are you--OMG MURTAGH!" She raced over to Murtagh, who saw her and ran away.

"MURTAGH! YAY! YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM ME! YOU WON'T ESCAPE, I SAY!" Taylor screamed.

Eragon and Saphira stared at the odd girl.

If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was a robot decoy sent by Galbatorix, said Saphira.

She seems nice, said Eragon. A little crazy, but nice.

"HELP! I'M BEING ATTACKED!" shrieked Murtagh, who was trying to get away from Taylor.

"BUT I LOVE YOU MURTAGH!" Taylor yelled back.

Saphira made the o.0 face, while Eragon ran over to get Taylor away from Murtagh.

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A/N- Yes, I know it's corny. But it'll get better.