Gone, but not forgotten

by Liraeyn

Formerly Windows. There are those that we just glance at, then move on. We decide they don't matter. But all deserve to have their stories told. On hold unless I get some extra idea.

1. Melor

Disclaimer: I don't own the Inheritance Cycle. If I did, the books would be a lot shorter, and #4 would already be out.

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Author's note: This is something that a few people are doing over on the Warriors fandom. Bear in mind, though, that I am currently writing another multi-chapter story, so updates will be sporadic.

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He had never wanted this.

Melor was an ordinary citizen, living in the Empire, perfectly content with his life, helping his parents and sister, Elyi, in their shop, until King Galbatorix had sent a messenger into Tierm, saying that all men of fighting age were to join the army. He had answered the summons, knowing what would most likely happen to his family if he refused.

Training was brief, and comprised an oath of service in a language he did not understand. There were a few practice missions, and that was it.

The first real missions were mostly border patrols, making sure that the Empire's borders were secure. Nothing of significance took place, except for once seeing a strange bird that many suspected to be a dragon, though none said it.

On the fifth mission, however, everything went wrong.

They had been marching down a road, when their leader had decided that he couldn't leave two civilians alone. Melor had been watching the surroundings for danger, not really paying attention to the others, when suddenly everything shattered.

The captain had fallen to the ground, struck by something in the side of his head. The two "civilians" had then turned on the whole company, attacking them in turns.

Melor had run for it, knowing that he couldn't fight against such strength, but it was hopeless. The attackers hunted them down mercilessly. He begged for mercy, telling them about his family, that they would miss him, but they refused, saying something about needing to hide. Why is your life so much more important than mine?

"You're a monster!" He thought of Elyi's face, how she looked when she was smiling. Little sister, farewell. At least we got to say goodbye.

Then everything was dark.