Disclaimer: Disclaimers are to bore people out and try say that I don’t own any of Christopher Paolini’s stuff that he made up in his books. And then you go on and on and on about how you don’t own the rights to dragons and fish an all... But I’m gonna make all the other disclaimers is this fan fic WAY better than that! Well I hope so anyway...
This chapter is dedicated to my big sister (ElvishKiwi/Altariel) for showing me about FF.net and Homeschoolblogger even though she still hasn’t commented on my blog!
Alavan half listened to the men complain about the rising taxes, while they all cleaned the fishing nets.
“Its stupid how high they are now, I mean, it just went up a whole crown just last weekend!” complained Dermwim well repairing a hole in the net.
Alavan plucked out a bit of sea weed.
Farmer Jer’rin said “Oh? It did? I was out hunting then...”
“Yep an the tax collector came in here just yesterday, **** him” Said Jerathail-the-fisherman while hinging a net out to dry
“That’s quite early!” replied Jer’rin
“Yeah, bad ay...”
Later when Alavan had finished getting the stuff out of the nets, Jerathail paid him a crown,
“Thanks!”
“No! Thank you for helping!”
After sitting down so long, Alavan felt like running! So he ran home, and got there in about 10 minutes.
He ran up the path to the farm, and saw his Dad (Darrit) arguing with a strange fat man, and when Alavan got closer he knew who it was by what he herd:
“...ridiculous! I’ll only have 20 sheep left!” said Darrit
“You’re lucky I left you with so many”
“I had 70 sheep, and you’ve taken most of them and my 60 crowns, that’s way more then you’re supposed to!”
“Fine! I’ll take all, and leave you with 10 sheep”
“You’ll take nothing!” and with that Darrit punched the tax collector in the face.
He always had a hot temper, but it did cool down.
“He’ll come back with solders.” Said Darrit
“So Dad, what do we do?” Said Alavan
“Alavan! Don’t talk with your mouth full!” Said Cristeen (his Mum)
“Sorry mum”
“You and Cristeen will go off into the forest, and I’ll...” said Darrit
“No, I’m staying with you, Darrit” Said Cristeen
“I only want your safety”
“I won’t be safe in the forest, my dress will get caught, and I can’t run for a long time”
“I gesso”
“ALAVAN go now! They’re coming up the path!”
Alavan hugged his Mum and Dad and said a quick good-bye, and then ran out the back door, still munching on his food.
Alavan was freaked out, they’ve probably killed my Mum and Dad! he thought as he ran along. He didn’t know where he was going, he didn’t care, tears streamed down his face.
He ran on though the woods over logs, and through bushes, till he came out of the forest and up a hill. Then he could run no more because there was a cliff that dropped down to the sea.
Alavan was about to jump off, but then he saw a sleek black bird pulling out a worm and then fly off to its nest, and it gave him the will to live.
The bird was black with a green tinge to it and a black beak, and as it swooped off, he saw his farm.
The house was in flames and he saw the stock being led off and his Mum and Dad being led off too! Alavan made up his mind to rescue them.
But how? Maybe I could get my bow and shoot them! But... my bow was in the house, an now...
He couldn’t think of what else to do, so he looked for somewhere to hide. If the solders see me now they’ll come an kill me he thought. The tree in the top of the hill is no good, its dead an they'll still see me, so maybe in the forest! So he ran down the hill and caught his breath while hiding in a bush.
When he had caught his breath, he looked out, and after a while, he saw a hole up the hill a bit.
Now that would be much better to hide in! so he snuck towards it, hoping that no one would see him.
“I’m not scared of you” he called down the hole, hoping that if there was something down there it would go out a back exit at the sound of his voice. Its getting dark out side an I need to find somewhere to sleep, I’ll try to find them tomorrow. he thought as he crawled deeper down the hole.
There was dim light up ahead, but it came from the roof of the hole not from straight-ahead like it would most of the time.
When Alavan came to the now-dim-light he saw the sky, and that he was in the dead tree strange, wh.!
A bat flapped around and Alavan got a fright, stepped back, and fell!
He fell into sea water, shot down, and hit the sand at the bottom, so he swum up to the surface.
It’s dark, and if it wasn’t for a beam of dim light from the hole in the roof, Alavan couldn’t see the land.
Alavan looked around, it looks like I’m in a cave, but with no entry... except the one that I came through. Alavan shivered. He had taken off his wet shirt, rung it, and hung it on a rock that he moved in to the sun-set light.
He stuck back on his shirt, “well I guess it won’t get dry without the sun... And plus, I’m getting quite cold!”
He curled up into a ball, found a rock to rest his head on, and tried to warm up. When he was warmer he thought; well I might as well try to get some sleep. I’ll see how to get out of here in the morning...
Alavan had no idea what so ever about what was going to happen that morning!
Jist breezin' through; cut out the exclamation at the end, that wus weird. And "don't eat with your mouth full"??? How is one supposed to eat, then?!
The Cat
This is a story I'm writing now, it will be put on ff.net but you guys get to read it first! this will mean that I'll want you to comment me when you see something than should be changed!
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~Beth