Secrets {a fanfiction of Eragon}

Chapter 15

I'm soooooo sorry for the late chapter! I have a lot of things on my mind and everything starting to stack up. But still not updating like I said I would made me feel super guilty so made this chapter longer than usually hoping it would help and I hope it does. As always enjoy the chapter

My eyes snapped open and was breathing hard. Eragon and Brom where over me looking worried. Little one! Are you OK?! Dakaë practically screamed in my head. I reacted slowly like time was slowed down flinching seconds after Dakaë spoke to me. " Your alive!" Eragon cried pulling me up for a hug. Brom looked surprised before he quietly murmured, "Your pulse stopped." I heard him, he knew it too. My eyes widened. What happened? Please answer me! Dakaë begged but I couldn't find the strength. It was hard to do normal things like breath. Blood suddenly rushed to my head and my vision started to get black dots. " You should get her some food and water she really needs it." Brom suggested. Eragon instantly laid me back down to get some food and water. I closed my eyes and started to regulate my breathes, I was practically hiccuping. I found enough strength to contact my dragon. What happened? I feel so weak. I told him. You wouldn't wake up so Eragon started to shake you then you got really pale and stopped breathing. He said rather quickly then added, I was about to tear him to shreds! I could feel a ghost of a smile on my lips because I could tell Dakaë didn't mean it I cared for Eragon to much. Something cold was placed against my mouth and a cool liquid slipped past my cheek; I drank the water eagerly like I haven't had any for months. I opened my eyes as the water was pulled away and I was gently put in a seated position. "eat," Eragon demanded and I did. I ate like a pig but once I was finished both Brom and Eragon agreed I looked better.

After my apparent episode we were back on the trail leading south, I felt much better also but Dakaë wasn't convinced he kept checking on me like every ten seconds at first it was nice but then it got annoying. He didn't care he still did it though. The good thing though was the scenery the river was flowing peacefully, the birds happily chirping, the nice breeze. It all soothed me. It was nice being a little farther from the plains. Most of my sunburns were healed and the trees protected me from new ones. I was completely relaxed, until Eragon got enough courage to ask me one question. One question I did not want to answer because I had no answer. "what happened this morning?" He asked not looking at my eyes. I didn't know how to put it into words so I might as well show him the whole thing. I reached out to Eragon with my mind. It was difficult and hard to explain. It was like stretching my mind but in the direction of Eragon. I did it. Eragon looked at me questionably but let me enter anyway. I hope my eyes said 'trust me' as I began to withdraw from Eragons mind slowly. Slow enough for him to follow me to my mind, and he did which was a relieve. Brom who seemed to be curious of what happened also came into my mind also. I took a deep breath and showed them my dream or what I think was a dream. They saw and felt it all, all of my actions what I was thinking and my emotions. When they left they were both confused. Brom had a thoughtful look on his face and Eragon, well he was just plain bewildered. "What was that?" He asked looking at me for answers. I felt like a fish out of water. I just open and closed my mouth multiple times with no answer.

" I don't think that was a dream Desiree." Brom simply said. " What makes you say that? And if its not a dream than what was it? A vision?" I questioned, I was confused and so was Eragon. " I think you went back to your world Desiree, I don't know how but all I know is that was not a dream." He answered honestly. " How can I go back home but be in this world also?" I shot back. Brom just shrugged. "This is new to me as it is to you. I do not now all of the answers although I wish I did." He sighed then continued." We should pick up the pace or we will get no where." Eragon and I nodded our heads and urged our horses faster to make up lost distance.

Not long after we picked up pace did Dakaë start to question me. How come you will not show me some of your memories? Even though we are partners those memories are kept hidden. Do they a shame you? Well that wasn't the question I was expecting, but I answered honestly. I'm not ashamed of those memories I actually like them its just, I can't show you them cause I'm scared. This confused him. What do you mean you can't show me? What are you scared off? I had to think this through before answering. If I tell, you might tell someone bad if I was being tortured or something like that. Dakaë did not like that answer, I won't let anybody torture you! He snarled. I dramatically sighed for effect than answered. Your barely the size of a horse a little less I think... That was it, He stopped talking to me. What a drama queen.

I quickly got interested in what Eragon and Brom were doing because it involved magic. Something I couldn't do yet. " Teach me too!" I begged Brom who just sighed. " We don't have enough time to get you to unlock your magic." He said waving me off. I didn't give up easily though." I can unlock that later for now you can teach me the true names of everything!" I said getting excited. I only knew some words like Brisingr (fire) or Stenr (stone). Brom considered it for a second before slowly nodding his head. "Very well, I will teach you both the ancient language. But first." He turned and swooped down in his saddle grabbing and handful of pebbles. I watched curiously as he discarded the pebbles except for a small black one. He handed this one to Eragon. "I want you to lift that pebble off your hand with the words stenr reisa. Say them." "Stenr reisa." "good. Go ahead and try." Brom told Eragon. I watched the scar on Eragons palm also known as the Gedwey ignasia. Hoping it would start glowing, but it would not. Finally Eragon gave up, crossing his arms he snapped,"This is impossible!" "No," Brom said. " I'll tell you when its impossible or not. Fight for it! Don't give in this easily. Try again." Eragon uncrossed his arms and took a deep breath. This time he closed his eyes and focused. It took a little time before he finally gasped. "Stenr reisa." His Gedwey ignasia started to glow, emitting a warm light. The pebble wiggled a little bit before rising a few inches into the air. I stared in amazement at the tiny floating pebble. It started to wobble before falling down with a soft plop. "Not bad for your first time,"Brom said "Why does my hand do that? It's like a little lantern." Eragon asked. I looked at the palm of my right hand my mark clearly visible. "No one's sure. The Riders always preferred to channel their power through whichever hand bore the gedwey ignasia. You can use your other palm, but it isn't as easy." "Do you have a mark of your own?" "No. Only riders have them. Now, back to work! Try to lift the pebble again." "Again?" Eragon asked weakly looking at the pebble. "Yes! And this time be quicker about it. Desiree and I will be studying." Brom concluded turning to me. Eragon mumbled under his breath and started to work on the pebble. "Lets get started shall we?" Brom asked and I eagerly nodded my head.

The rest of the day was mostly Eragon messing with the pebble before he joined the little study session. I learned a lot of words from the ancient language. I was forced to mesmerize the word its meaning and how to spell it. It got tiring after awhile but that didn't stop Brom. Also at night Eragon and I got to spare, we even fought Brom though he had to fight with his left hand. It was a super tiring day and many days followed after that with the same schedule. But I could tell I was getting stronger.

I realized this when I was collecting water for everyone. For A brief moment I could see my reflection. My hair was longer, darker, and for some reason looked healthier. My cheeks where better sculpted most of my fat having gone away. My hazel eyes were what startled me. I looked so wise like I knew so many things and I did lots of things some scary and some good, but mostly secrets. Also not to mention my ears were slightly pointier and I had more confidence. I was starting a big change and for some reason I was totally fine with it. Despite the things going on I was happy but I had this feeling of dread that would not go away and I didn't know how to handle it so I tucked it away to the far corners of my mind, ignoring it.