Well, this is a crossover between the Inheritance Cycle and Percy Jackson! I've recently reread the Inheritance Cycle, and there were not enough crossovers of both of these stories! ( I mean seriously only 17!) Lol, hope you enjoy!

A/N: This is I guess my version of what would happen in Inheritance if Percy Jackson just so happened to poof himself into the story! :D This is also after The Last Olympian!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Inheritance Cycle! They belong to Rick Riordan and Christopher Paolini!

On Olympus one of the most heated arguments was going on.

"They need help desperately!" Hera argued.

"Can you not send someone else to help?" Poseidon pleaded.

The Olympians were arguing whether to send their best hero to Alagaesia or not. Galbatorix was still growing stronger. Eragon may not stand a chance, even with the help of the elves and the Varden.

"Why do you care for this world anyway?" Poseidon questioned.

"I created it, obviously!" Hera snapped.

"Enough! We will put it to a vote! All those who wish to send our young hero to Alagaesia raise your hand." Zeus ordered.

Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, Athena, Ares, Hephaestus, Hera, Dionysus, and Zeus raised their hand.

"It is decided. The majority is to send young Perseus." Zeus said.

Poseidon glared at all the ones who had raised their hand.

"Relax Uncle P! Your son is destined to go to Alagaesia! He will be one of the greatest heroes in both worlds! I've seen it." Apollo said excitedly.

"Question. How is our young hero going to be powerful to beat Galbatorix, even with the help of the Varden?" Hestia asked quietly from the hearth.

"Have you forgotten? Even if Galbatorix has Eldunari, we are still more powerful. The remaining egg will become Perseus'." Zeus answered.

Apollo nodded, already seeing this.

"How are we getting the egg in the first place?" Poseidon questioned.

"We have it right now! We had Hermes sneak in yesterday, Galbatorix never suspected a thing!" Hera snickered.

"I swear that bastard is getting stupider each year." Artemis muttered.

"But what are we to do with Murtagh? He will surely be a threat." Athena asked.

"He will be no match for Eragon, Saphira, Perseus, his dragon, and the Eldun-" Zeus got cut off.

"Nope! Hello, spoiler alert!" Apollo snickered.

Zeus rolled his eyes.

"We will send the young hero tomorrow. Perseus will remember everything, but will not be able to come back until Galbatorix is defeated." Hera concluded.

Poseidon began to protest, but Zeus spoke.

"Meeting adjourned." Zeus said.

The gods all flashed out. Poseidon decided to go warn his son.

~Hi, my name is Bob! I will be your linebreak!~

Poseidon quickly flashed to Camp Half-Blood. He searched frantically for his son.

"Lord Poseidon, what an honor! May I ask why you are here?" Chiron asked politely.

Poseidon turned sharply to his left.

"Have you seen Percy?" Poseidon asked.

"Yes, he's at the beach." Chiron answered confused.

Poseidon ignored the curious look on Chiron's face and immediately flashed to the beach.

"Gods, am I lucky I turned away." Chiron muttered walking away.

Poseidon flashed right behind Annabeth and Percy, scaring them out of their wits.

"Dad, why are you here? Is this about dating Annabeth again?" Percy asked.

Annabeth bowed respectably.

"Lord Poseidon, why have you blessed us with your presence?" Annabeth asked.

"Kiss-up." Percy muttered.

Annabeth smacked her boyfriend.

"I need to speak with my son, alone." Poseidon said.

Annabeth nodded and walked away from the beach, going inside Percy's cabin.

"Aww, come on dad! We were having a blast." Percy said pouting playfully, but stopped when he saw his father's serious expression.

"What's wrong dad?" Percy asked.

"They're sending you away. You'll remember who you are but you won't be able to come back until Galbatorix is defeated!" Poseidon said.

"Gabby-who?" Percy asked confusedly.

Poseidon quickly explained what happened at the meeting.

"So I have to make friends with dragons and elves, train, find Eldy somethings, then defeat the big bad dude?" Percy asked.

"Pretty much." Poseidon said.

"Well I better go now." Percy said shakily.

"Wait! You cannot tell anyone! The gods will give an excuse for your absence. Also, here." Poseidon handed Percy a green stone/egg.

"Is this a?" Percy asked, not bothering to finish the question.

"Yes, we've put magic on it, it won't hatch until you're in Alagaesia." Poseidon said.

Percy smiled sadly. "Thanks dad."

Percy walked back to his cabin, almost missing the 'Good luck'.

~Psh, Bob ain't nothing! My name's Billy Bob. Enjoy my awesomeness!~

When Percy woke up the next day, he was laying down on something soft. He lifted his head and blinked, adjusting himself to the sudden brightness. He looked up to the Sun, it looked like it was around five o'clock. Percy felt something heavy in his hands. He was holding onto two things, one in each hand. In his left was his trusty sword, Riptide, in his right was the egg.

Percy sat up. He eyed his surroundings. There were many trees, there were animals everywhere he could tell. The chirp of a bird there, the snap of a twig breaking from a deer over there, the bushy tail of a fox.

His attention turned to the egg. It was rocking back and forth. A few cracks appeared of the surface. Percy lay the egg next to him and watched, fascinated.

First the snout appeared, then the head, the body came next. The green hatchling blinked like an owl at Percy. Percy smiled and reached his hand out to pet the flank.

An amazing and excruciating sensation went through him. Icy energy went into his hand and raced up to his arm, burning his veins. He did not fall back, but stayed up right, gritting his teeth. His body seared with pain. He tried to move but could not. After an hour, warmth went back into his system, allowing him to move, but left a tingly feeling.

He looked at his hand, and his eyes widened at what he saw. A diffused white oval, his skin burned and itched.

He felt something brush against his conscious, and his eyes widened at the feeling. His mind was now open, like it could go explore the mysterious of the world.

He took a look at the dragon and saw it trotting around in a circle. Percy smiled. He whistled and the dragon turned around to face him.

"I bet your hungry, I'm pretty sure I can't use Riptide here, so I'll just sharpen a rock or something." Percy said.

He kind of felt weird talking to his dragon like that, he didn't know if he could understand him.

Percy stood back on his feet and grabbed a rock off the ground that looked sharp enough. His dad had told him a lot about Alagaesia in a dream the night before.

It was being ruled by an evil cruel king named Galbatorix, a Rider. The Varden were the one's opposing his rule. In the world Alagaesia there are people called Riders, who have a dragon. They almost became almost extinct when Galby (A/N: Nickname time!) started a war. There was one dragon left at the end of the war, which happened to be Galby's, but three eggs. One red, one blue, and one green.

They were all in Galby's possession until The Varden stole the blue one. The blue one hatched for a boy named Eragon, and the dragon was named Saphira. They help The Varden try to over throw the king.

The red one hatched for a man named Murtagh. He was Eragon's friend, but then he got kidnapped and brought to the king. The egg hatched for him there, and Galby gained a new Rider on his side. His dad had said that Murtagh and his dragon, Thorn, were forced to work for Galby, that they weren't really bad. Because Galby knew their true names or something like that, he had complete control over both of them.

The green one was destined to hatch for him. His dad had not said anything about who he was going to join, but Percy knew his destiny lay within the Varden. It would even out the war, but the King had more experience.

Now Percy, his dragon, Eragon, Saphira, and The Varden had to over throw the king.

Annabeth would know what to do in this situation. Annabeth! Gods, he forgot about her. He wondered what she was going to do when she found out he was missing.

"Can't think about that, the sooner I kill Galby, the sooner I go home." Percy muttered to himself.

Percy walked through the forest, looking for something for his dragon to eat. The forest looked like what his father described to be Du Weldenvarden, the place where the elves lived. The capital of Du Weldenvarden was in the heart of the forest, named Ellesmera. The elves were allies of The Varden, also trying to over throw the king. The elves had a long history with the dragons, so they were happy to help.

Another ally of The Varden is a nation called Surda, to the south. They were supplying The Varden with weapons, food, and refuge. They had separated from the King's rule some time ago.

Now The Varden was quickly approaching Uru'baen were Galbatorix is. The final battle will be Galbatorix, Shruikan, Murtagh, and Thorn, against Eragon, Saphira, Percy, and his dragon.

Talk about pressure.

The Riders, or Shur'tugal's, were able to use magic. The Rider's did not learn that until they were experienced enough, or they found out by accident. Since Percy wouldn't have anyone to teach him, other than Eragon and Saphira, his father taught him the Ancient Language.

Everything has a true name. For example fire's true name is brisingr. If you are a Rider, sorcerer, or magician you can use the word 'brisingr' to bend the element. Knowing something's true name allows you to use it in magical ways. If you give anyone your true name, they have power over you.

His father told him about the landscape, the cities, and where everyone was located.

The elves were in Du Weldenvarden and the dwarves were in the Beor Mountains. The Rider's and dragons were once located in an island off the coast of The Spine, called Vroengard. Over the years people pillaged Vroengard and it became like a waste land. The capital of what once use to be Vroengard was Doru Araeba.

Percy heard a twig snap and stopped.

He found a deer and stopped. The deer was munching on grass, and paying no attention to him. Percy raised the knife he made out of rock, and took aim.

Percy threw the knife and it lodged itself between the deer's eyes. A quick death. He looked to his dragon.

"Eat up."

The dragon needed no other words, it leapt on top of the dead deer and sunk its teeth into it. Percy flinched at the sight.

And to think I thought it was helpless.

After the dragon had eaten, Percy decided to set up a camp. His dad had never said how to find the Varden, so he was going to explore a little the next day. All he had to do was ask for Eragon Shadeslayer and Saphira Brightscales. The elves were sure to help him that is if he can find them. They've been hiding from Galby for years.

He built a bed out of leaves and lay down. The dragon stumbled over and sat next to him. The dragon was about to his knee when he was standing, had beautiful green scales, sharp teeth, spikes that ran from the head down to the tail, and sea-green eyes like him. (A/N Sorry if the dragon isn't as described as it is in the end of Inheritance, but I wanna make some changes to him.)

The sun began to set and Percy sighed contently. Who knew a pile of leaves could be so comfortable?

~Another linebreak because I am awesome –Apollo~

When Percy woke up, his dragon was sleeping next to him. He smiled at his new friend and shook him awake.

"Well, I guess I need to name you right?" Percy asked.

The dragon nodded.

"So, have any names in mind?" Percy asked

Draco

Percy jumped at the voice. He looked around, but saw no one.

"Who said that?" Percy muttered to himself.

Draco

He jumped again, but looked at the dragon this time. The dragon was standing there smugly.

"You said that didn't you?" Percy asked his dragon.

Yes.

"So, Draco?" Percy asked.

Yes.

"Well that makes sense, it is a constellation called The Dragon. Draco is also Latin for dragon." Percy said, almost smugly. Annabeth had taught him a lot while they were dating.

And your name?

"Perseus, but call me Percy."

Percy.

"Yup?"

There's someone behind you.

Percy turned around and saw a person, well it looked like a person, but the ears were pointed.

An elf!

Yup, whoa I can talk to you through here?

Duh.

Well someone's got an attitude. Where did you learn that from?

Draco didn't answer. Percy looked at the elf again.

"You are?" The elf asked.

"Perseus Jackson."

Draco.

The dragon spoke to both of them when he said that. The elf jumped in surprise and looked in awe at the dragon.

"This is such an honor! My name is Flora! You are such a beautiful dragon! I believe you've barely hatched correct?" Flora asked Draco.

Yes.

Percy stood there awkwardly. Flora wanted to talk to his dragon more than him. It made sense of course, the dragons and elves were close friends, and they were the ones who started the Riders.

"I have to take you both to Ellesmera! Queen Islanzadi will be thrilled!" Flora shook from excitement.

Flora is a girl right? Percy asked Draco.

I think…

Percy smiled. Flora began to lead the way towards Ellesmera. Apparently they were close to the elven city Kirtan.

"We are actually very close to Ellesmera. It would've taken several days had you been in Ceris. How did you end up here?" Flora asked.

Percy had just noticed that the elf's voice was very melodious. Flora's beauty was also another thing. Her hair was worn unbound wonderful silver with light purple mixed in there, braided with fresh blossoms. She had an ethereal beauty, she seemed absolutely flawless. She wore a green tunic, with black leggings. She had a silver belt on. She was armed, a dagger in her belt and a silver re curve bow in her right hand, a quiver with twenty-four arrows on her back.

Percy remembered she asked a question and answered.

"We were just traveling, I was the one who stole the egg. I was going to take it to the elves, but I didn't expect it to hatch for me." Percy quickly lied.

Flora smiled widely at that.

"Amazing! Your dragon must be hungry now, as well as you. Let's eat." Flora stopped at a little clearing, the trees seemed to form a circle around them.

"The forest is amazing. Your race must love it here." Percy said.

"Oh yes, we do. The forest is also vast, which has helped us hide from Galbatorix's treachery for long. We must hurry if we are to see the queen, you must begin your training. We can try to train you, but Eragon will be the one who can help you the most. We use to have a Rider here in Ellesmera, Oromis with his dragon Glaedr, but he died at the hands of Murtagh and Thorn. Hurry and eat! Queen Islanzadi will not stay is Ellesmera for long! She will join The Varden soon at Gil'ead. From there, they will travel to Uru'baen for the final confrontation." Flora shared.

Percy nodded and was about to grab his knife, but Flora took it away.

"Oh no, if you are to be trained by us elves, no meat. Your dragon can hunt though." Flora said.

Percy sighed, but agreed. The sooner he gets trained, the sooner he gets to confront Galbatorix, and the sooner he gets home.

Go ahead Draco. Dragons need to eat if they're going to grow.

Draco stumbled into the forest away from sight.

"Are you not worried about him?" Percy asked Flora.

"He will be fine. No animal here will harm him. In fact, they will be honored to be food for one of the last dragons!" Flora replied cheerfully.

Percy looked at her weirdly.

"Well, if you don't eat meat, what do you eat?" He asked.

Flora opened her pack, which Percy had just noticed, and brought out vegetables and fruits. She began humming as she shared equally with the Shur'tugal.

"There you go!" Flora said cheerfully.

Percy looked at the food and shrugged. He began to eat the food, and as he finished he heard rustling in a nearby bush. He put his food down and grabbed Riptide.

Out from the bush came Draco with a bird in his mouth. He was humming while he plotted down next to Perseus. He began to gnaw on his meal.

Flora laughed, and the sound made Percy want to laugh and cry at the same time. He settled for smiling broadly.

After the meal was finished Flora looked up toward the canopy. Percy couldn't really the sky, but he could see the sunlight touching the ground in places.

"Ah, it is around sun down. Let us walk a while and then we can settle." Flora said.

Percy brushed the crumbs off his clothes, as he did this Flora watched with interest.

"What is that cloth? I've never seen anything like that!" Flora asked.

She was referring to his jacket, Camp Half-Blood shirt, and jeans. He looked down at his clothes and understood her confusion.

"Um, I don't know. Do you have anything I could wear?" Percy asked.

"Yes, I have a tunic in my bag somewhere." She rummaged through her pack and pulled out a white tunic.

"You'll have to wear the strange pants until we arrive in Ellesmera" Flora said.

Percy grinned when she said strange pants. The group got up and walked back into the forest, Draco fluttering behind them. He thought of something and then asked Flora.

"What were you doing outside the cities?" Percy asked.

"Oh, I was just checking to see if there were any humans nearby, lately Galbatorix has been sending in men to cut down our beautiful trees. Queen Islanzadi tells us to make sure they'll think twice about coming back." Flora said.

Percy almost flinched when he saw the evil look on Flora. The look left though, as she calmed down.

"Sorry, I've lived here for twenty years, I wouldn't want to lose my home yet when I'm so young." Flora apologized.

Percy raised an eyebrow.

"How long is an elf's life?" He asked.

"Oh, they can live for a few hundred years, I'm considered a child at this age." Flora responded.

Percy's eyes widened at that.

"How long to Rider's live?" Percy asked.

"They can practically live forever if poison or war doesn't catch them first." Flora answered.

"And a dragon?" Percy asked while eyeing his friend flying low on the ground, making squealing noises.

"Same as a Rider's, but if their Rider dies they will kill themselves to be with their Rider." Flora explained.

Percy's eyed widened as he stared at Draco.

"The dragon and Rider become that close?" Percy asked.

"Yes! Sometimes the Rider is driven mad if their dragon dies. I've been told it's horrible! Like losing your other half." Flora said.

Flora looked around the forest again and decided something.

"Ah, we've covered about two leagues today. We should make it to Ellesmera in about three more days, if we speed up." Flora said.

Percy nodded.

"So we can camp here for tonight?" Percy asked.

Flora nodded and smiled cheerfully.

Percy sat on the ground floor and laid his back against a tree. Draco came up to him and put his hand under Percy's arm.

Only two days old, and already very demanding.

Percy heard Draco make a weird noise and then realized he was laughing. Percy joined in the laughing and Flora looked at them curiously before smiling.

Draco blew smoke out of his nostrils and then made his way towards a log. He put his weight onto the log and began to sleep.

Flora smiled at the sight and began to gather twigs and sticks. She put them in the middle to the camp and muttered something.

"Brisingr."

The fire grew and Flora sat back watching the fire with a pleased expression.

"So, Shur'tugal, tell me more about you." Flora asked.

Percy breathed in deeply. He began.

"I'm sixteen years old. I've been living in the Hadarac Desert for most of my life. I never liked the way Galbatorix ruled the land, so I decided to do something about it. I was going to steal one of the eggs and take it to Du Weldenvarden to see if they would let me help them with the fast approaching war." Percy lied.

"What of your parents?" Flora asked.

"My parents were allies of The Varden, they were spies for them. One day they got caught and they told me to run. I did. I made friends while I was on the run but had to leave them all. I haven't seen my parents since then, I do not know if they are alive or not." Percy easily lied again.

"How old were you?" Flora asked, her voice soft.

"I was six." Percy replied.

"How did you survive?" Flora questioned.

"I jumped the bandits there." Percy said smugly.

Flora burst out laughing at that. Her voice carrying out into the forest. It was a beautiful sound, like trees waving in the air, water falling off a water fall, or birds singing to each other.

Percy smiled broadly at Flora and Flora smiled back.

"What about you?" Percy asked Flora.

Flora smiled and started her story.

"I'm twenty years old. I've lived in Ellesmera my whole life. My mother's name is Elle and my father's is Vlaer. I am a magician, I've been trained by one of the most powerful magicians of my race." Flora said.

Percy nodded, impressed. An idea struck him and his eyes brightened.

"Does that mean you can help me with my magic?" Percy asked.

Flora brightened as well.

"Welllll, it wouldn't hurt to have a little practice before we go to Ellesmera right?" Flora said smiling.

Flora picked up a stone from the ground.(A/N: Déjà vu anyone?)

"Take the stone and say this: Stenr risa!" Flora explained.

Percy grabbed the stone from Flora and look at it. His dad might have taught him some words, but that didn't mean he would be any greater in magic. If his translations were correct, Stenr risa meant Stone rise.

He mouthed the words a few time before trying it.

"Stenr risa!" Percy said.

The stone wobbled above his palm a while before falling back. Percy felt exhausted.

"That was great! You actually managed to get it up the first time!" Flora complimented him.

Percy mumbled unintelligible words and reached for Flora's pack.

"Oh yeah! Of course you'd want something to eat." Flora said.

She grabbed an apple from her pack and tossed it to Percy. As soon as it landed in Percy hand, he brought it to his lips and took a big bite out of it.

You should rest now, we can practice some more tomorrow. Maybe by the time Eragon comes here to train you, you'll know almost everything!" Flora said smiling.

Percy didn't answer, but gave her a thumbs up. This of course got her confused.

"What does that mean?" She asked herself as she gave herself a thumbs up.

~I'm a linebreak, I'm a linebreak! Watch me be all slanted and stuff….~

Galbatorix sat in his throne, contemplating the events that have recently happened. The green egg had been stolen by someone very cunning, like himself, pity that the person had escaped. He would've wanted to recruit him.

The doors opened and Murtagh came in.

"Milord, you called?" Murtagh asked, his face not portraying any emotion.

"You know that the egg has been stolen?" Galbatorix asked.

"Yes, milord." Murtagh responded.

"I want you and Thorn to find me the new Rider." Galbatorix said.

"The egg has hatched, milord?" Murtagh asked, shock creeping into his voice.

"Yes, now go find me the Rider before The Varden does!" Galbatorix yelled.

Murtagh flinched away.

"Do you know how he looks like, milord?" Murtagh asked, knowing that he was supposed to be gone already.

Galbatorix glared at him, and smiled cruelly when the Rider flinched under the gaze.

"No, but he has been spotted in Du Weldenvarden." Galbatorix said.

Murtagh's eyes widened.

"You want me to go inside Du Weldenvarden, milord?" Murtagh asked hesitantly.

Galbatorix nodded and Murtagh paled.

"But… the elves! They are stationed there." Murtagh protested.

"You know better than to protest Murtagh, do you not remember what happened last time?" Galbatorix reminded him.

Murtagh flinched again.

"And maybe this time, we can add Thorn into the game! Such fun we will all have together." Galbatorix threatened him.

"No! I'll do it. What do I do if I run into Eragon and Saphira?" Murtagh asked, pausing slightly while saying his brother's name.

"Leave them something to remember you by." Galbatorix said, then laughed a little.

Murtagh nodded and began to back out of the room.

"Murtagh, take some Eldunari. If the elves and Eragon Shadeslayer team up, you will be over thrown." Galbatorix said.

Murtagh nodded, bowed, and walked out of the room.

Thorn, we have a new mission.

What is it?

We have to find the new Rider before The Varden.

Well let's get going then! Daylight's a wastin'!

I have to get some Eldunari first.

M'kay.

Murtagh walked towards the room were the Eldunari were stored. He was still amazed at how much Eldunari Galbatorix had collected during the war.

He grabbed about five and then walked out of the room.

Meet me at the entrance of the castle.

'Kay!

Murtagh rolled his eyes. Why did he end up with the weird dragon?

Heard that.

Do you have to be so nosy?

Well if you were nice to me every once in a while…

Do you see that! I'm mentally rolling my eyes at you!

Thorn didn't respond to that. Murtagh rolled his eyes and headed towards the entrance.

Thorn was waiting there, his massive red body blocking most of the streets. Galbatorix had been using magic to make him grow bigger, he was almost as big as Saphira.

Ah, Saphira.

We can talk about your love life later.

Like you don't like someone! 'Oh Nasuada, I love you!'

Shut it!

These fights happened a lot, but they were over it after a couple of minutes and quickly became the other's half.

Murtagh climbed on top of Thorn and put the bag of Eldunari in front of him as he settled himself in the saddle.

Ready?

Ready.

Thorn kicked off the ground and into the air. Murtagh loved the way the wind felt in his face. He felt free up there. Free from Galbatorix, free from the duty of being a rider, free from everything.

I love the feeling too.

Murtagh began smile and started to plan how to get the new Rider.