Percy POV

Hi. It's me again, you know Percy? Percy Jackson? Son of Poseidon, hero of Manhattan? Wow.

For those of you who don't know me well look to the earlier sentence. This story I'm about to tell you is true. Don't be one of those people who assume this is just a fanfiction story. I suggest you turn back, else monsters will come at you at every turn. If you decide to read on, you've been warned.

You see, it was a normal day at Camp-Half Blood, about 2 weeks into the summer and the cabins were nice and full, more and more demigods were being claimed each day, but I still couldn't help but worry about what dad had said about siblings...

I looked out to the lake and saw a boat. What the-?

I ran to the Athena Cabin to get Annabeth.

"Annabeth! Come here! You need to see something." I yelled. She came running out.

"What? I'm busy with Demeter's garden. She wants every type of known flower in her Olympus garden. Ugh, what a pain." She complained.

I dragged her over to the boat and she looked inside.

"Hmm. I wonder what its here for?" She asked, surveying the boat "Wait a minute. Look here." She pointed to an inscription on the boat, it wasn't written in any language I knew but I could read it. Like my brain was hardwired for it. The font was very fancy and flowed like art.

"Speak this enchantment and fates will be intertwined." I read:

Transport these two through the sky and soar, to the land to of dragons, elves and other lore. No turning back to your homeland, until you break free the spell of the ruler of the land... Manin! Wyrda! Hugin!

Sudennly a flash of light and I blacked out.

Eragon POV

A week after the Siege of Feinster the Varden was incredibly busy. Many soldiers died and some from Feinster joined the Varden. It was getting late though but suddenly a great flash of light...

Just the beginning more chapters really soon. Review!

Edit: Sept 13th, 2011