The owner of Inheritance is Christopher Paolini, not me. I do not own any Iheritance characters. I do, however own, Johanna and her (?) family.

This is my very first fanfiction so don't be hard. I'll do my best.

Chapter one: Family meetings

Johanna turned in her sleep. She was dreaming about Alagaësia once again. Then she heard a BAM and she felt nothing but pain. She realized she had fallen from her bed. Her mother came running into her room. The girl raised in eyebrow as she saw her mother's pijamas. My bikini is less revealing than that, she thought.

" Jannet! Oh my god! Are you ok sweetheart?" her mom cried in her usual melodramatic tone. Although her pain, Johanna couldn't help it but laugh. " I'm fine mom really" she said, forcing her self to stop laughing. Her mom still seemed worried. " Oh no, no, you must stay home for today. In second thought, we should take you to the hospital. Oh, Jannet sweetheart, what will I do if something happens to you? I can't loose you!" Her mother started crying. Johanna gave her an odd look. Then she looked at the watch. Not a good time to discuss it, she she decided. Taking her sweetest voice and hugging her mom she whispered: " Mom, I'm just fine. How about you go take some sleep- and I mean it sleep, for real- and I will go make breakfast for all of us? When you and daddy wake up, it will be waiting for you" Her mother, still with tears in her eyes, nodded. I wonder which one is the adult here, Johanna thought bitterly. She shocked her head, and immediately regreted it, for it hurt. She walked her way to the kitchen and started preparing the food. If she was good at something, that was cooking. She tried to ignore her headache.

At the breakfast the atmosphere was heavy. Johanna could bet that her parents were hiding her something, something of big importance. She waited, though, until her younger sister was of to school. Adding all the courage she could said in a low voice: " Mom, dad, we need to talk" She said that last we need to talk with the same way that the teachers were telling that to parents when their children were disorderly. What the girl wanted to say was I know you have a secret! Tell it to me or I'll found out myself. Her parents perfectly understood that, but they were not stupid enough to admit. " About what honey?" her dad asked in a very thick I'm -so -tired- what- you- want- voice.

" About that!" Johanna broke. " For my whole life, you wouldn't even stare at me, and the last month the only thing you do is going around and say: Do you need help honey? Do you know how much I love you sweetheart? You don't think we are horrible parents, right our precius daughter?"She stopped, trying to calm her self down. " What's going on?" she asked in a lower voice. " No more lies, no games, just the truth. I'm a big girl, I can take it" Her parents hesitated. " It is just that, it's your 14th birthday in a few days. And, that made us see that we haven't been good parents. We want to make it up to you! What if something happened?" her mom explained, relucantly at the beginning, paniced at the end. Johanna wasn't a fool. She knew that there had to be a more important reason than her birthday to shock her parents like that. " And what could happen to me? From when my birthday became so important?" she questioned, perfectly calm. The girl understood she had hit home. It was something, something about her 14th birthday, that paniced her parents so much. Her father sighed. He turned to face his wife. " She has the right to know" he told with a broken voice. " It's better if we tell her now, so she wont be so unprepared" Her mother, unable to stop the tears from running in her eyes nodded. "Ok, Jannet, you are about to hear a weird story. I know it might be hard to accept, but you must believe us, every word we are about to say is truth. A long time ago, it's almost fourteen years now, me and your mother went on a trip to the outdoors. Our plan was to camp in a random place and stay around a week. Everything was working perfectly. The third day of our trip, well the third night to be totally honest, we heard some noices. We walked out of the tend and we saw a woman lying on the grass and crying. Your mom must forgive me for telling that, but she was the most beautiful woman I had never seen. The only explanation I could give is that she wasn't human. And I was so right. When she saw us, she was scared at the beginning, but then we finaly convinced her that we weren't enemies of her. When we got close enough to her, we saw that she was holding a baby, a newborn one. She gazed at us and a light shined in her eyes. She told us she was Islanzadi, queen of the Elves of Alagaësia.At first we though she was crazy, but then she talked to a strange languange, and then, against our will, we believed her. She show us the baby in her arms. She told us she had been raped and she stayed pregnant. She couldn't take care of the baby, for it's father would search for it. No, it had to grow up somewhere away from him. She begged us to take the baby, and she sweared, again and again that, when it turned fourteen, she would come and take it back, and she begged us to take care of it until then. We accepted. And we named the baby... Johanna" Her father murmured, hardly louder than a whisper. That confession had left Johanna speechless. Her parents... Islanzadi... Alagaësia. Then, she realised a single detail.

" But when the baby turned fourteen, she would come and take it back" she whispered, tears in her eyes. She raised her gaze to face her parents, the people that for fourteen years she thought as parents.

" But she wont be able to" a disgusting, slimy voice pointed out. Johanna's heart beat faster, scared to death. She knew that voice, for it was the voice that haunted her darkest nighmares. Slowly and unwillingly, she turned to face the one who talked. Her first impresion of hers was that he was large. Not fat, just... large. The second thing she noticed, was that behind him was standing another man- if he was old enough even to be called a man. And she knew him. It was the person she had always been in love with, since she learned about the Alagaësian universe. It was someone she had never believed of seeing. It was Murtagh. In terror, she realised that if he was really Murtagh, then the other one had to be Galbatorix. Fear overcame her. But Galbatorix couldn't be... no, no, she couldn't even think of it.

Galbatorix laughed. " Confused Johanna? Well, I'm even more. Anyways, you look a lot like your mother, if I remember correctly. My memory might betray me, for I have a long time to see her, fourteen years, actually. What foolish of her to travel alone in the country! Ohh, and she had payed the price for that, I assure you! But, until today, even I didn't know how much" he laughed once again, cruel and abrasive. " Islanzadi's daughter... I like it so much. You, my little one, will be the one who will crash the hopes of all the elves! Now come on, Johanna? Isn't that your name? Let's go home" A wave of hate ran through her.

" I'm not going anywhere with you!" she yelled and spat at him. Her reaction didn't seem to trouble him at all. Slowly, he raised his right hand, and her mother-or foster mother, whatever- flew in the air. " Oh, you will. At least you want to see your parents to be tortured, and killed" To prove his words, he murmured some words in the Ancient Languange, and Johanna's mom started screaming. " STOP!" Johanna cried. " I will come with you, if you promise me not o hurt any of them" she lowered her head. She was defeated. Galbatorix had no reason to show mercy to her parents, he could easily force her in to coming and she knew it. The teenage girl prayed warmly, begging for her parents life.

" Very well. I you come willingly then I promise not to hurt them, Vel einradhin iet ai Shur'tugal: Upon my word as a Rider" Johanna nodded, feeling greatful somehow. " So be it" she whispered. Galbatorix murmured a few phrases in the Ancient Languange and something like a portal opened in the air. " Come on my dearest one, let's go home" She, Galbatorix and Murtagh walked their way to the portal. Home? I have no home. Was her last thought before she left her world forever.

Ok, I know it's not perfect, but I'm trying! Pls have mercy to my soul and review! And if you think it's horrible don't be afraid to say it. I'm a big girl I can take it, and I'll try to use every advise you give me. Oh, let me to make one thing clear, if some of you did not understand well. Galbatorix was the one who... you know with Islanzadi. Johanna is the child of Galbatorix and Islanzadi. Hehe, I know, I'm crazy!