Author: Jack Skellington's Mistress PM
Eragon, Saphira, Nasuada, Arya, Emmeline and Alexia have discovered the Dûrthurníans, the fire race banished by Galbatorix. Theres something odd about them no one understands, but when worse comes to worse, can they help win the war or seal Eragon's fate?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 6 - Words: 8,337 - Reviews: 24 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 08-08-07 - Published: 04-18-07 - id: 3495750
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This should keep going, even after Live Love Fate Choice is over.
"It means that Eragon there's all grown up, he dont need no girlfriends no more!" He laughed. Emmeline growled and kicked him in the stomach before running off. "Oh, gawds, sorry!" Alexia cried before running off to join her sister. "Emmeliiiiiine!! You cant just go kickin' some... GUY 'cause he said somethin' bad!" Alexia brought her foot out and sent Emmeline sprawling on the ground. She frowned and curled into a little ball, her ebony hair covering her face. Alexia sat down next to her and swept it away. They were just inside the Spine now, and she didn't feel comfortable. Strange bird calls and the rushing of the Anora river made her unease grow, and she poked Emmeline sharply. "Doncha know, Eragon'd never forget us, his bestest friends! Sum'fink's just goin' on with him, it'll be ok." Again, Emmeline said nothing, a good sign she was feeing better about things. Alexia sucked in her breath as she saw Eragon sneak into the bushes not one hundred yards from where they were.
Alexia nudged Emmeline again. She pointed out Eragon and Emmeline grinned mischeviously. It was a grin they had got from their mother, her looks were the only things she's left them when their father had killed her. The girls slowly and quietly crawled over to Eragon. He was still shuffling around in the bushes, and hadn't seen them yet. Alexia suddenly sprang like a cat and pounced on Eragon, pinning him to the ground. Eragon cried out in alarm, then growled when he realised who it was. Emmeline giggled and ran forwards, and together the twins restrained him.
"Eragon, tell me what is the matter with you!" Emmeline screamed into his ear. Alexia twisted his arms behind his back and he cried out in pain. "I'm not speaking to youse!" He shouted. Emmeline kicked his shins and shrieked, "Why not! We haven't done nothin' to you!" Eragon howled as she kicked him again, a little higher than his shins. "I aint talkin to no girls! I'm a m-man now!" Alexia's face went blank. She got off his back and stared him in the face. "You aint no man to us." and with that, Emmeline and herself strode off in the direction they had come from, leaving Eragon with a bruised legs and sore dignity.
But things were better now that they had been taken in by the Varden. They could be in the middle of things, and were gradually getting stronger in their areas: magic for Emmeline and sword-play for Alexia. Alexia sometimes felt jealous that she couldn't do magic, but she knew Emmeline felt jealous that she couldn't hold a sword without injuries. Alexia chuckled at this thought, and strode blearily over to her sister. She leant in close to her ear and breathed hard. "Hellfire!" Emmeline swore, tumbling out of bed and falling with a thud on the hard stone floor. Alexia laughed and jumped up and down, trying to wake herself up. "Alexia! You know you cant wake people up like that! It's...it's inhumane!" She swore again and stood up, joints cracking. "Today's the day! Today's the day!" Alexia cried, taking Emmeline's hands and swinging her around. Emmeline scowled and pulled away. "Never do that in public. Wait...what's happening today?" Alexia groaned as she threw her sisters outfit at her. For someone who was eighteen, she really didn't have the memory she was expected to. "The day Eragon is back at the Varden, blockhead!" Emmeline made a "huhhh!" sound as she pulled on her pants. They stopped at her thighs. "Sorry, wrong ones...here's yours." Emmeline grumbled as she pulled on her own pants. She was always slightly envious of Alexia's leaner figure. "Why did i have to get mother's curves?" she complained. "It's not like you're fat or anything. It's just that you get more looks from men!" Alexia protested. Emmeline rolled her eyes as they set out. They continued their arguement all the way down the corridor, until they bumped into Angela. "Why, hello there! I would love to talk, but i have to prepare for our visitor, who has just arrived. Good day!" Angela rushed off as suddenly as she had come. Alexia raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "Come on, Alexia, if i'm right then just now you should be making a remark about her behaviour." The girls spun around and found themselves facing Eragon. Emmeline snarled, "People change, as you should well know." she smirked at his elfish-features before gripping Alexia's arm and striding off.
Eragon sped in front of them. "Yes, i know it quite well. Which is why i wish to appologise. For...everything." Alexia smiled "Forgi-"
"Alexia! Don't tell me you are about to give in!" Emmeline said in shock. "It was six years ago, i'm over it. And i think you should be too." Alexia said with a huff. "Well...fine!" Emmeline spun on her heel and ran back down the corridor. When she was out of sight, Alexia turned to face Eragon again. "Sorry about her, but she hasn't really, you know, gotten over the mother thing." Eragon grimaced and scratched the base of his neck. "Yes, i'd forgotten about that. Anyway, it's great to see you again!" Alexia grinned and was about to hug him before she remembered Emmeline's broken, sobbing form when he had given her the biggest insult she could have recieved. Instead, Alexia settled for a hand-shake. "So. Tell me about this dragon of yours!"