This is my attempt at writing a post inheritance fan fic. I've been thinking about for a while and I've finally been able to put it to paper. I really hope you enjoy it.
Redemption
The room was dark lit only by moonlight. His breaths were staggered and his vision was blurred as tears formed in his eyes. His hands were trembling with blood as he knelt over the limp body before him. He didn't want to do it. He tried hard not to but something made him. A voice in his mind he couldn't escape. Telling him this is his fate, this is who he is.
"Murtagh" He didn't want to listen.
"Murtagh!" He brought his hands to his ears. He wasn't going to give in again.
"Murtagh!" He let out a scream attempting to drown out the voice in his head.
"Murtagh! Wake up!" Murtagh jumped from his sleep with a start grabbing his sword that laid beside him. His breathing was heavy as he looked around. When he realised what was going on and where he was he lowered his sword.
" You were dreaming again."
" Thank you, Thorn."
" They are getting worse."
" I know."
" You can't go on like this."
" I know."
" You know what you could do." Murtagh already knew what his companion was going to say and already the protest was forming in his mind.
" No, absolutely not. If my dreams are telling me anything it's that I can't do that."
" I think it will help you Murtagh."
" How many times are we to go down this road?" He was growing tired of this conversation. It seems almost every night their conversations went this way. He hoped that after the last one Thorn would finally give up, but that isn't the case.
" Until you decide to change your course." Thorn will admit that Murtagh's stubbornness can match his own and at times he would rather agree to disagree but this is something he will not give up on. Thorn knows his rider better than anyone and he knows he needs this.
" No good will come of it."
" You don't know that."
" I do know. No good will ever come from me Thorn. Only pain."
" That is not you talking. That is your guilt."
" I should feel guilty. I've done terrible things."
" We've done terrible things. But you're not dealing with them. Your hiding from them and you're letting it consume you. You can't even escape them in your sleep. This continued isolation is not helping you, Murtagh."
" I'm not isolated. I have you."
" Yes, and you will always have me. But I'm afraid not even I can heal your human heart." He fell silent for a moment allowing those words to wash over him before speaking again. "You miss her."
" I know but..."
" You're afraid."
" What if I hurt her? What if..."
" She turns you away. That is what you truly fear isn't?"
" I hate that you know me so well."
" You wouldn't if you would just listen to me from the beginning." Murtagh let out a sigh of compliance, finally ready to listen to the wisdom of his friend.
" Alright alright,you win. For now lets just get back to sleep. We'll discuss it more in the morning." So Murtagh drifted back to sleep trying to fight back his fears by replacing them with new hope for tomorrow.
First chapter done. Sorry if it's a little short just wanted Nasuada to have her own chapter. Please review and tell me what you think. I kinda know where I want to go with this. I know how I want it to end but the middle is a little blurry. I have ideas but if you have any suggestions I'm willing to listen and I'll try to find a way to fit it in to the story. Thanks :)