Disclaimer: I do not own the characters created by Christopher Paolini.

A/N: I don't know HOW I got this idea, but I did. Anyways the summary is: After Galbatorix's death, Eragon and Saphira leave Alagaesia for 200 centuries. When they come back, Eragon is struck with technology. Alagaesia has now created machines to help them get around. Guns, carriages, and almost something called planes. The new technology leaves Eragon in awe, but it angers Saphira. Especially when she is ordered not to fly at all! Except during battles. Murtagh and Thorn are still alive, but Eragon has not found them yet. What will happen when Saphira has to get Eragon out of there? Will she be able to stay in the air, when she has been ordered NOT to fly? And Saphira has had a secret in Alagaesia for 200 centuries. What could it be? Find out!

Chapter 1

Eragon woke up in the morning and groaned. Just yesterday he had been fighting Galbatorix constantly. His injuries screamed at him as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. Saphira lay not that far from him, bearing injuries of her own.

'Saphira? Are you awake?'

'I am. What troubles you?'

'Nothing....I just hurt very badly. How are you?'

'I will live.' Saphira raised her head and yawned. Her long fangs glinting in the morning light. Standing up, her muscles rippled. When she had first hatched seemed like a long ways away now from this magnificient creature standing before him. Saphira had reached a full year before their battle against Galbatorix and Shruiken. Looking at Eragon, Saphira knelt down so he could climb slowly onto her back.

'Where are we going?' Eragon asked as he climbed into the saddle.

'Where are we going, he asks. We are going to let everyone know you have survived.'

'Why wouldn't I have survived?'

'Your wounds were serious little one. To you it probably seems just like yesterday we were in battle, but in reality it has been 3 days since then.'

'3 days?!'

'Yes.' Lifting her wings, Saphira bounced into the air with a roar. 'I told Arya I would not leave your side unless you woke up.' Eragon nodded, his heart getting all warm and fuzzy inside. Tilting, Saphira angled to the ground. Eragon could see Arya and Murtagh on the ground talking. Murtagh looked up and waved. Arya followed his gaze, but she only nodded her head. Landing on the ground with a slight thud, Saphira looked at Arya seriously.

"I am glad he has recovered Saphira. Murtagh was beginning to wonder." Murtagh helped Eragon down from the saddle.

"Glad to see your still kicking."

"Make me feel so extrodinary why don't you? Where's Thorn?"

"Went to go hunt." Eragon's eyes widened.

"Saphira! You haven't hunted in the last 3 days?!" Saphira shook her head.

I would not leave your side little one. Your life is more precious to me then my own life.' Eragon sighed.

"Go hunt. I'll be fine now." Saphira nodded and jumped into the sky. Murtagh chuckled.

"Thank you Eragon. For everything." Eragon looked at Murtagh.

"For what exactly?"

"For freeing me from Galbatorix's grasp." Eragon nodded. 'If I remember correctly, all of Angela's fortune has come true....except one part. Do I really have to leave Alagaesia?'

"I'm hungry." Murtagh laughed and led Eragon to the dining hall.

~With Saphira~

Landing in a clearing, Saphira looked around. No one was around. She was here just to make sure no one disturbed the area. Yesterday Angela had told her that she and Eragon would be leaving Alagaesia not long after Eragon woke up. It is for the good of Alagaesia, the very land that she and her rider fought for. With a rush of air, Thorn landed beside her. Nuzzling her bottom jaw, Thorn let out a low growl of affection. Lifting her own wings, Saphira bounded into the air, with Thorn right behind her. 'Eragon is going to want to see Roran before we leave. We should probably leave as soon as possible.' Roaring, Saphira flew faster. But Thorn caught up easily.

'Thorn I shall never return to that clearing again.'

'Your leaving?' His voice was rough sounding, but deep and warm.

'I have to. And so is Eragon. Eragon is probably going to want to see Roran, his cousin. We'll probably say good-bye to all of Alagaesia.' Diving down, Saphira went head-first into a lake. For now, she would just have some fun with Thorn.

~With Eragon~

"What do you mean?" Eragon yelled at Arya and Angela.

"You heard me correctly, Shadeslayer. You and Saphira have to leave Alagaesia by tomorrow night. I would suggest as soon as she comes back to bid your farewells."

"But I don't want to leave! I just spent the last 4 and a half years saving this land! Now I have to leave?!"

"I know it sounds horrible. To have done all that work, only for you to leave. But do not worry, I have somehow know that you and Saphira will once again soar through these lands. That is something to look forward to."

"How will we know when to come back?" Angela smiled.

"That is where you keep your trust in your dragon, Eragon. Only Saphira will know when to return." Eragon sighed.

"I'll start to pack then." Eragon walked away from Arya and Angela quickly. 'Saphira knew they would say this to me. Why didn't she mention it? Maybe they asked her to be silent? Father did it.' A few hours later, Eragon and Murtagh, who had joined him earlier, looked up as Saphira and Thorn came soaring in together, spiraling around each other. Some of the Varden looked up in awe. Two dragons soaring together in spirals was a rare sight. Landing side-by-side, Saphira and Thorn roared loudly and the on-lookers scrambled away. Saphira looked at Eragon, sadly though.

'Arya and Angela told you?'

'You could've told me.'

'I know. But I couldn't. I needed to eat.'

'True.'

'Are you going to want to say good-bye to Roran in Carvahall?' Before Galbatorix's downfall, Roran had returned to Carvahall to help Katrina raise their family.

'Yes. I believe Roran would like to know whether or not I am in Alagaesia. In case he needs to contact me.'

'Of course. Cause more than-likely, when we return, little one, Roran will be dead.'

'What?!'

'I am sorry. Which is why you must say good-bye now, or else you might never have the chance again.' Eragon nodded and put his belongings on the comfortable saddle that Oromis had giving him. Which Eragon then put the saddle on Saphira. Turning to Murtagh, Eragon could feel silent tears going down his cheeks.

"Murtagh.....I...." Murtagh put his hand up.

"I already know Eragon. Thorn told me. If you want, Thorn and I can come with you. But we aren't leaving Alagaesia."

"I would like that Murtagh." Murtagh nodded and began saddling Thorn.

"Now that I think about it, its been a long time since you and I rode together. Last time was before we came to the Varden." Eragon realized he was right.

"You're right. But this might be our last ride." Murtagh rolled his eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous. Eragon, I'm a DragonRider as well. I'll be here when you come back. I'll make sure of it." Eragon nodded and climbed onto Saphira.

"Do not take flight yet Saphira. Walk through the Varden's tents. This shall be our last farewell." Saphira nodded and began walking forward. People were coming out and stopped what they were doing when they saw Eragon. Bowing his head, Eragon listened to their praises. They would be aware soon that Eragon was not coming back for a long time. Saphira's head swiveled to the side as some of the children were playing with a ball. Eragon recognized those kids as the one Saphira let ride her. Stopping at the edge of the Varden, Saphira threw back her head and roared. Arya appeared beside them and looked Eragon in the eyes.

"Farewell Shadeslayer. I pray we meet again." Eragon blinked in confusion at her words. Sure she was an elf, but she was wanting to see him again?

"I pray as well, Arya Svit-kona." Eragon bowed his head, right as tears fell. Arya lowered her gaze, saddened by his sadness about leaving.

"You will soar these lands again, remember that Eragon." Eragon nodded and Saphira lifted her wings. Within seconds Eragon and Saphira were up in the air and Murtagh as right behind them.

~Outside Carvahall~

Eragon looked at Carvahall in sorrow. He wanted to go into the village, but he didn't know how Roran and the others would take it that he was leaving for almost forever. Saphira lowered her head so it was right by his shoulder.

'Little one, I am right beside you.'

'I know Saphira. Are you ready to go into the village where we first started off at?'

'Aye.' Eragon motioned for Murtagh to follow him. The two riders and dragons walked into the village slowly. Saphira lifted her head and roared to get everyone to come out. Horst appeared first, and his widened when he saw the two DragonRiders.

"Eragon? Murtagh? What're you two doing here?" Eragon looked at the ground.

"I came to say good-bye to everyone."

"Good-bye? Where on earth are you going?" Murtagh answered for him.

"He was told some time after he left Carvahall the first time, before rumors began spreading about a DragonRider who opposes Galbatorix that last time, he was told by a fortune-teller, Angela, that he would have to leave Alagaesia in the future. And that time has now come." Horst nodded and grabbed Eragon's shoulders.

"Then you must say good-bye to Roran, Katrina, and their two children." Eragon's eyes lit up. 'Roran has had two children!' Nodding, Eragon climbed onto Saphira and directed her through the village. When they came to the road leading out of the village, Saphira spreaded her wings and took flight, following the path.

'I remember my way from here.'

'When have you flown along this path?'

'When I carried Garrow, and went to you and Brom. Remember?'

'Oh yeah. Hey! There's the farm!' Roran had rebuilt the farm. His home was slightly bigger from Garrow's, but it looked the same. Landing outside, Saphira let out a small bugle to get Roran's attention. Moments later two kids, one boy and one girl, came running out. The girl froze in fear at Saphira and Thorn, but the boy smiled.

"I remember you!" He pointed at Saphira, and when she lowered her head to his level, his smile widened. Roran came out and smiled.

"Eragon!" Climbing off of Saphira, Eragon ran to give Roran a hug. Murtagh climbed off of Thorn, and just leaned against Thorn's leg.

"Roran..." Katrina then came out.

"Roran whats going....Oh! Eragon!" Eragon smiled.

"Hello Katrina. So what are your kids names?" Roran smiled.

"Well this little runt is the one that Katrina was carrying when we rescued her from the Ra'zac. His name is....I named him after Brom. Your father." Eragon smiled at Brom.

"Hi Brom."

"Hi!" He was missing one of his front teeth. Roran turned to the little girl.

"And we named her after your dragon....or at least similar to her name. Sapphire." Eragon smiled.

"Hello Sapphire." Roran smiled at Eragon.

"Did you come to stay for awhile?" Eragon's smile disappeared.

"Actually, Roran, I came to say good-bye." Roran's smiled disappeared as well.

"Good-bye?"

"I'm leaving Alagaesia." Murtagh then piped up.

"But I'll come by every month to see you guys. With magic I'll let you guys to be able to see Eragon." Roran nodded.

"Take care Eragon. We will miss you." Eragon hugged Roran again. But he also gave a hug to Katrina, Brom, and Sapphire.

"Good-bye everyone." Eragon climbed back onto Saphira's back, who let out a slight growl. She looked at Roran and blinked her good-bye. Roran turned to his daughter.

"Sapphire, you are named after that dragon there."

"Really?" Sapphire looked in awe at the dragon.

"Yes, her name is Saphira." Saphira then took to the air with a rush of air and flew away with Thorn behind her.

~At the sea~

Murtagh watched as Saphira and Eragon flew acrossed the expanse of water. Little did he know it wouldn't be 200 centuries 'till he saw them again. Thorn let out a sad bugle to Saphira, who answered with her own sad bugle.

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