DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Inheritance Cycle! I only claim my characters I have created.

AUTHORS NOTE:I wrote this outta complete boredom and due to the fact that I enjoy CP's work. Don't diss CP. However I could care less if you wrote a review saying how much I suck. Well, review please. And enjoy this story! Oh! I know there is no mention of Eragon or anyone but they will come in later, I promise.

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NEMWAR and SAFFRA

~~When Two Riders Meet - Part One

Nemwoir! I'm not sure I can keep battling like this. A girl of the elven race cried out to her dragon through her thoughts. It was easy warding off the first two I spotted but then two more sprang out of nowhere. My strength easily matches two of these creatures but with all four ambushing me I'm afraid I will be slew any second.

Speak like that and you need not to worry about these mysterious attackers. I will be more of a problem than they. A fierce voice growled out. I curse myself for not staying close to you, Safhrah. I'm a league away and will assist you as soon as I can.

"What do you want?" Safhrah huffed out as she swung her purple blade, Reona.

"For you to come with usss." One of the creatures lowly screeched out as they clawed at Safhrah.

"Why? I am of no use to you." Safhrah declared. Directly after she parried a hit one of them threw at her with a dagger.

"You are kidding yourssself, girl." Another one hissed out.

Safhrah shivered as he spoke. The tone they spoke in frightened her. She didn't have the slightest clue what their appearance was for they were all cloaked in back. Her mind could only wander what they concealed under the cloaks. She concluded they were creatures inhumanly due the fact they were much faster, spoke in an eery tone, and had hunched backs.

"I have naught the slightest clue what you speak of." She firmly said.

"The King wantssss you, SSSafrah. Come with usss without hassssle and we won't harm you." One of the cloaked creatures said calmly.

"Never." Safhrah instantly replied. "I'd rather die then serve under him." She spat out in a disgusted tone.

"Then you fate has been sssssealed." Each creature said in unison.

"So be it." Safrah declared, she held Reona up in front of her readying herself for the assault of attacks she knew were soon to come.

"You would have been sssss much of a usssse to him." Another one cooed.

"Not really. For all he is to do is rot in the fiery depths of hell." Safhrah mused.

At that instant all four creatures lunged themselves at the elf. They soon formed a tangled mess with every person engaged in battle. The hooded creatures were careful not to accidently injure one of their own brethren. Each on used all of their strength to direct attacks at Safhrah. Her sword managed to block off all of the blows. But a swipe of the hand caught her cheek, leaving a nice gash. And one of their daggers was driven deeply into her side while another brushed her shoulder.

Safhrah's grip around Reona loosened and her sword slipped from her hand hitting the ground with a clatter. The creatures hissed in delight as the elf clutched her side. A cry of agony passed through her lips. Cringing, she fell to the ground while still crying out in pain.

SAFHRAH! Nemwoir cried out into her mind. What have they done to inflict pain on you? Instead receiving a worded response Safhrah sent him a mental image of what had happened since they had last conversed moments ago. They are going to regret ever laying a finger on you.

The creatures continued to hiss in delight as they watched Safhrah continue to suffer from the pain they had inflicted upon her. When a load roar was heard from behind them they curiously turned their heads back to spot the source of the unwanted disturbance.

"The dragon hassss come to ussss." One breathed out.

"And we didn't even have to kill itssss Rider." Another mused.

A massive sized gleaming purple shaded dragon was soon visible as it swooped down from a cliff top. He was similar to any other dragon save for the fact that he adorned a twisted scar on his left foreleg and he bore horns that twisted into complex looking shapes. From his mouth purple flames scorched everything around him, barely missing the cloaked strangers. He snarled in amusement as they slightly cowered back.

It took Nemwoir a decent amount of time to slain all four of the creatures. Safhrah usually would have excitedly helped her companion. This happened to be one of the few exceptions where she was forced to watch. Safhrah's wounds caused her so much pain that she found it difficult to take deep breaths. Somehow Nemwoir had taken down each of the creatures and disposed of their corpses accordingly.

Nemwoir...Safhrah weakly cried out. Where are you?

I am close. He softly spoke to her.

Come closer. Her meek tone demanded.

Yes. Safhrah soon felt Nemowirs hot breaths on her back. He took a few steps forward before defensively curling around his rider. His head nudged her gently before her snorted.

I can't keep my eyes open.. Safhrah mumbled.

Then sleep. I can fend off anything that comes our way.

I'm not tired. It seems as if something is compelling me to... Her thoughts were left hanging as she slipped out of consciousness.

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Safhrah. Safhrah. SAFRAH! Nemwoir's booming voice echoed through out her mind. She knew that he wished for her to arouse from sleep but she pushed his screams away. Being enveloped in darkness was much more of a pleasure. When doing so no more pain existed. Safhrah found it hard to believe that the wounds had ever existed.

SAFHRAH! Nemwoir bellowed out in a roar. His mind pulled at her, willing her to slip out of her fantasy and back into reality.

Reluctantly she released herself from the dark fantasy world and forced herself to clear her mind. It was a rude awakening to be greeted by the unwanted pain. A reminder of recent events that had just occurred. I have reluctantly awoken. Now what do you want? Safhrah snapped. She wished to open her eyes and examine the wounds she had received but she felt as if even opening her eyes was a feat hard to over come.

I sense the presences of two strangers nearby. He bluntly said.

Safhrah felt more alert as she asked What makes them so different from the ones we just defeated?

A lot more than you know. Nemwoir replied.

Enlighten me, please. Safhrah begged.

They are Rider and Dragon.