Bookworm's Revenge on Eragon Begins...

“No! Stop! Bookworm, don’t kill him!” Shade yelled. But of course, Bookworm was not listening. She was determined to kill Eragon, one of her least favorite book characters. Before the fight with Borakk, Shade would not have worried when Bookworm tried to throw a kunai at someone, but now Bookworm had already proven that she was capable of hitting her target with Indigo’s help. “Bookworm! Don’t make me turn you into goo!” Shade yelled again. When Bookworm continued to ignore her and run toward Eragon, she had no choice but to cast the goo-spell. (She even included the fireball this time. Bookworm was really annoying her.)
“Protego!” Bookworm shouted the Shield Charm. The fireball bounced off Bookworm’s magical barrier and hit some nearby trees, turning one into goo and lighting the rest on fire.
Shade cursed. Why did Bookworm wait until now to use the Shield Charm? There had been so many other times when that could have been useful. With the magical barrier, none of Shade’s spells would work. So she did the only thing she could to stop Bookworm. She tackled her and tried to strangle her again.
“Ow! Stop it! Get off me, Shade!” Bookworm screamed.
It was at this time that they discovered where they were in Alagaesia: Ellesmera, the elven capital in the forest of Du Weldenvarden. The elves did not like shades at all. Shades were really powerful magic-users possessed by evil spirits. The last shade, Durza, had only recently been killed by Eragon, but not before murdering many humans, elves, and dwarves. Ellesmera was probably the least shade-friendly place in the whole world. When Bookworm screamed Shade’s name, several elves ran out of their tree-like houses, thinking they were under attack. Eragon raised his sword and looked for the evil shade that had dared to invade Ellesmera.
Shade swore and let go of Bookworm, who was now too busy trying to breathe again to assassinate Eragon. “I’m getting out of here! Keyblade, make sure she doesn’t kill Eragon!”
“Huh? What?” Keyblade was confused. Shade had now vanished, leaving the city in chaos as all the elves searched for the missing shade.
“Who are you?” Eragon asked, finally noticing Keyblade, Mithos, and Bookworm.
“I’m Keyblade. This is Mithos and Bookworm,” Keyblade introduced them.
“Cool sword!” Mithos said admiringly.
“Yes, it’s called ‘Zar’roc’,” Eragon said. “What do you call your sword?”
“Umm… Yggdrasill,” Mithos answered. He had never actually named the sword, but he knew it had formerly belonged to Mithos Yggdrasill.
“Do you wield swords too?” Eragon asked, turning to Keyblade and Bookworm.
“No, I’m an alchemist. Watch this!” Keyblade alchemified her keyblade.
“Cool! Can you teach me to do that?” Eragon asked in amazement.
“No, you lack the necessary intelligence,” Bookworm said, with a nasty grin. After Shade’s attack, she decided she would wait to kill Eragon. In the meantime, she would just insult him at every possible opportunity.
“Are you an alchemist?” Eragon asked, pretending he didn’t hear Bookworm’s comment.
“No, I’m a witch from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I’m also an assassin drake,” Bookworm grinned even more at the look of complete confusion on Eragon’s face.
“Eragon! What are you doing?” an elf ran up to Eragon. “You’re supposed to be training with Vanir!”
“But Vanir’s busy looking for a shade! And I found some humans!” Eragon pointed at them. “Keyblade’s an alchemist. She makes a key-shaped sword appear out of the ground by clapping her hands! And Mithos has a shiny sword! And Bookworm… I think she said she’s a witch…”
“Hmm… a seithr…” the elf looked at Bookworm with interest. “I am Oromis, Dragon Rider and mentor to Eragon.” He looked around at the mob of panicking elves, then turned to Eragon. “I don’t think Vanir will be ready any time soon. Let’s start today’s lesson early. If your friends would like to join us, they are welcome to.” He found it very odd that three strange humans suddenly appeared in the hidden city at the exact time that the shade hysteria broke out. He decided he would have to keep an eye on them until Queen Islanzadi and Princess Arya had time to see them.
“I’m not his friend!” Bookworm protested, but she came anyway.
When they arrived at Oromis’s house, Keyblade alchemified some extra desks and they all sat down for a long lesson on Alagaesia history…
“So with the help of Morzan, Galbatorix was able to… Are you listening to me?” Oromis said sharply. He glared at his inattentive audience. “Keyblade, you’ve clearly been daydreaming for the past hour. Bookworm, stop trying to hide that book you’ve been reading under the desk. And Mithos, are you even awake?"
“Huh? What’s going on?” Mithos asked, waking up suddenly.
“This is pathetic! How do you expect to learn anything? Eragon’s the only one who’s been paying attention. He even took notes!” Oromis scolded them.
Annoyed at this praise of Eragon, Bookworm snatched his note paper and examined it. “These aren’t notes! These are doodles of stick figures kissing! It even says ‘Eragon + Arya’ in a heart at the top!” Bookworm held up Eragon’s “notes”. Eragon's face reddened.
Oromis stared at his students in dismay. “How do you expect to learn anything?” he repeated.
“Can you teach us magic now? I promise I’ll pay more attention!” Bookworm asked.
“No, I think you’ve had enough class for now. We’ll study magic tomorrow. For now, Eragon is late for his sword training,” Oromis said. Mithos was now fully awake. He was looking forward to the sword training. He was even hoping to challenge Eragon to a swordfight…