[Thanks to the people who followed after the release of chapter 4! And thanks again to Sleepysaurus Rex for the second review, I've added your ideas to my notes! This is a bit of a short chapter, but I felt the end was a good stopping point and chapter 6 will be coming out soon afterwards as well so do not fret. Also, not going to lie, even though I've read the Inheritance cycle like 12 times. Keeping the time frames consistent is difficult lol, but worth it. So, without further ado here is chapter 5.]

Asydra awoke to a jarring feeling that seemed to shake his very being. His whole body tingled. He looked down at his hands, which felt numb, and thought he saw that his skin was shining and silver in color, but it just as quickly looked normal again, making Asydra wonder if he actually saw anything at all. His whole body felt like it was reverberating almost like he had just used a very powerful piece of magic. The feeling passed after a few minutes, and he regained his composure. He tried to calm down and go back to sleep but he couldn't. He could not stop thinking about what he had just felt and what he thought he saw. Eventually he did fall asleep, but he did not sleep easy the rest of the night.

When he woke that morning, to the suns warm rays hitting his face; Asydra felt no different than yesterday save for the knowledge of what had occurred overnight. He felt like he should tell Brom but was hesitant. He's always taken care of me and more. I trust him but this was different. In the end he decided it would be best to hold off telling him, at least for now.

The next couple days went similarly for Asydra as they had before the trader's arrival. He would wake up, do a few chores, and study the ancient language until Brom came to get him to practice with his sword. On the fourth day after his nighttime incident is was close four in the afternoon when Asydra decided to tell Brom what happened. He waited for Brom to come get him and told him before they left the house. As he told his story, Brom remained placid throughout.

"It was so strange, it felt like my whole body was pulsing with magic and center of my chest still feels itchy." Asydra scratched at his sternum.

"Go," Asydra looked at Brom who was staring at him warily, "Go to Eragon now, find anything out of the ordinary and if you do find a way to stay a couple of nights with them." Asydra studied Brom but could discern nothing. He packed his bag quickly with food and some other camping items just in case. Put his dagger in his boot, smooth stone in his pocket, and last he looked at his sword. He had avoided taking it out save for when he and Brom sparred, its make was so fine that it would cause questions. If word got to Horst about it Asydra would never hear the end of it. "Take it," Brom said placing a hand on Asydra shoulder, "You may have need of it, besides it is the only gift from your father I have to give you, aside from knowledge which you will receive later." Asydra nodded and settled it on his hip. Hoping the bright green jewel in it would not give away its craftmaship.

Asydra ran quickly to Garrow's farmhouse. It was not long before the small shack and large fields came into view. I think that's the fastest I've ever gotten here. He came up to the house and saw Roran, Garrow, and Eragon out and around attending to various chores of the house. Asydra regained his composer, slowed his breathing, raised and his hand up in greeting. "Hail!" Asydra called. Roran and Garrow looked up from their work and returned his call. A moment later Eragon looked up seemingly very distracted, but quickly covered it up and greeted his best friend. "How have all of you been since the traders came?" Asydra asked.

"We've been good as usual. Just getting ready for the warm months so we can get a good start on crops." Replied Garrow.

"Smart. Need any help?"

"Not today, we were just about to wrap up for the afternoon. You are more than welcome to eat with us if you wish." Asydra was loath to say yes, he knew they did not have much. Even more so in the manner of food. Then he remembered the full pack of supplies he had brought.

"Only if you accept my gift!" He said excitedly, pulling out a large chunk of salted steak from his pack. Garrow seemed surprised by the offer and almost looked like he was going to refuse. He looked up and smiled.

"Of course, it will be a wonderful addition." They all went inside and prepared the food. Asydra noticed that all three of them made quick glances at the sword on his belt, but they withheld any question they might have. Between the steak and some crop from the previous harvest. It was one of the most diverse meal Asydra had eaten outside of a special occasion. The meal was wonderful and ever was enjoying it. However, much Eragon might have been enjoying the meal, he seemed agitated, or worried, or maybe impatient; Asydra couldn't tell. When they had eaten their fill, Garrow pardoned himself, saying he was not feeling well, and went to bed. Roran just went to the kitchen and began cleaning up the area. Eragon looked Asydra and said, "I guess you should be headed home, right?" Asydra looked at him. Eragon had never asked him anything like that before. Eragon always enjoyed his company and seemed like he never really wanted him to leave.

"Um yeah Brom is expecting me to grab some things from the market before coming home." Asydra got up from his seat perturbed.

"Then you don't want to miss the shops." Eragon smiled but it looked very disingenuous and joined him on the way out the door. They stepped outside and breathed in the cold air. The sun was halfway down from its high point. They walked to the edge of the road. Eragon bid Asydra a good afternoon and thanked him for coming to see them; Asydra returned the sentiment. Before Asydra could set off towards the village, Eragon was already walking off. Asydra walked into the road then turned and walked into the bushes. He found Eragon approaching the edge of the wood. Asydra stealthy followed him. Eragon stopped at the lining of the trees turned and looked around. When it looked like he had seen nothing of interest he continued into the woods.

Asydra followed Eragon, the snow made good for tracking. Footprints were obvious and it soft and quiet allowing him to follow Eragon with relative ease. Even though Asydra was not noticed, it seemed Eragon was weary of being followed as he often paused to look around and stopped when he heard a noise. Even so, it did not take long for Eragon to reach his destination. Asydra stayed to the bush and tree line, watching. Eragon walked to the center of a clearing and looked up. Nothing happened for a few seconds; suddenly there was a gust of wind and the sound of air swooshing. Asydra's head turned towards where he thought he heard the noise. He saw nothing at first then, a bright blue gem fell through the sky towards Eragon. Except, it wasn't a gem, it was a… No way! Landing in front of Eragon was a bright blue creature with leathery wings, hard bright scales, and powerful legs even in its youth. A creature the size of a large dog; standing in front of Eragon was a young dragon!