The Dragon and The Mockingjay

Eragon and Katniss find themselves thrown together when Dragons rescue her from the 75th Hunger Games. Eragon, depressed from the loss of Brom and his Uncle flees from Alagaesia, and finds himself leading the Rebellion by Katniss' side.

*NOTE: This is after Catching Fire and Eragon, based on the film Eragon and books Hunger Games and Catching Fire.


1. Extract from Pages 456-457

  "Katniss!" Peeta's voice howls for me. But this time I don't answer. Beetee still breathes faintly beside me. He and I will soon die. Finnick and Enobaria will die. Peeta is alive. Two cannons have sounded. Brutes, Johanna, Chaff. Two of them are already dead. That will leave Peeta with only one tribute to kill. And that is the best I can do. One enemy.
  Enemy. Enemy. The word is tugging at a recent memory. Pulling it into the present. The look on Haymitch's face. "Katniss, when you're in the arena..." The scowl, the misgiving. "What?" I hear my own voice tighten as I bristle at some unspoken accusation. "You just remember who the enemy is," Haymitch says. "That's all."
Haymitch's last words of advice to me. Why would I need reminding? I have always known who the enemy is. Who starves and tortures and kills us in the arena. Who will soon kill everyone I love.
  My bow drops as his meaning registers. Yes,  know who the enemy is. And it's not Enobaria.
  I finally see Beetee's knife with clear eyes. my shaking hands slide the wire from the hilt, wind it around the arrow just above the feathers, and secure it with a knot picked up in training.
  I rise, turning to the force field, fully revealing myself but no longer caring. Only caring about where I should direct my tip, where Beetee would have driven the knife if he'd been able to choose. My bow tilts up at the wavering square, the flaw, the... what dis he call it that day? The chink in the armour. I let the arrow fly, see it hit its mark and vanish, pulling the thread of gold behind.
  My hair stands on end and the lightning strikes the tree.
  A flash of white runs up the wire, and for just a moment, the dome bursts into a dazzling blue light.

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