The Truth About Lies (An Inheritance Cycle Fanfiction)

The Prophecy Fulfilled

"My mother," I breathed, feeling the tears starting to form.

"Ah," Asron replied with a small smile, "that is was Galbatorix and Formora thought as well. This is why he chose to marry her instead of killing her, as he had done with the others. His plan was to harness her power for himself."

"But he was wrong," I cut in, suddenly coming to the realization of the truth.

"In marrying your mother, and conceiving you, Galbatorix succeeded in creating the very weapon that Ashola had intended to destroy him."

"Me," I whispered, a single tear falling down my cheek. I could not imagine the horrible fate that my mother had endured for my sake. She must have known all along...

"Yes, Tabatha, you," the old man said, leaning closer to the table. "And to fully equip her most powerful weapon, Ashola blessed this egg specifically for you, so your power would be at its fullest when you face Galbatorix. This is no ordinary dragon, Tabatha."

"Then I don't really have a choice, do I?" I said, more bitterly than I should have. But the anger was building up inside me.

"Of course you do," Asron said. "You always have a choice, Tabatha. But sometimes the choice is different than what we think it is. You are afraid that if you become a Rider, then you will become like your father. And if you choose not to bond with this dragon then you can avoid becoming like him. But this could not be further from the truth."

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking into his wise, old eyes.

"You were born of Ashola's love, but also of her vengeance. You were never destined to be like your father; you were always destined to rid the world of his evil. This is your choice, Tabatha: you can choose to use your powers for good, or you can choose to simply sit back and let the world fall into ruin. For that is exactly what will happen if you do not stop Galbatorix." The old man's face had suddenly become very serious.

For a while, I just sat there in silence, contemplating everything he had said. It was a lot to take in, but we were running out of time. I had to make a decision, and fast. So, guided mostly by my instincts, I reached across the table and picked up the dragon egg, almost immediately feeling a jolt of energy course through my entire body. A blinding light filled the hut and swallowed everything up, then quickly disappeared.

"You have made a wise decision, Priestess," Asron said. "I will guide you as best I can, but as I said, this dragon is unlike any other that has come before it. You may have to figure most of it out by yourselves."

"Don't worry about that," I said mirthlessly. "I'm used to it." It wasn't long before spidery webs of cracks appeared on the surface of the egg. A snout suddenly pushed through the cracks, and soon after, a whole, violet-scaled head burst through along with a high-pitched squeak. The rest of the baby dragon emerged, crawling across the table toward me. I had never seen a more beautiful sight in all my life.

Reaching out my hand, it nudged my palm with its forehead where a silver sunburst pattern of light seemed to explode from its scales. A warm sensation ran up my right arm and a soft, white glowing emanated from the point where we touched. It felt like an invisible string sprang out of my heart and connected with the dragon's. I instantly knew she was female, and she was curious about me, but happy to finally be out of her egg. The silver pattern of scales amid the violet ones on her forehead matched the gleaming silver color of her eyes. The thinly-slitted eyes had tiny swirls of black and gold, giving them an immense depth. She rubbed up against my arm, just like a cat would, revealing by the firelight the many silver scales interspersed among the vibrant purple ones. She was a beautiful creature, and I couldn't believe that she was mine, and I was hers. The baby dragon shook loose her wings and let out a massive yawn, crawling into my waiting arms and curling up to fall asleep.