My Fate

Disclaimer: I do not own Eragon.

This going to be my first long fanfic (over 60,000 words), I want to thank Chi Yomomotou, after reading his fic A Dragon's Will I was inspired to write this story.

Well enough said.

Enjoy!

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His eyes scanned the burning plains. Looking at all the damage the war had done. His heart was torn and broken looking at the loss of all those around him. The sunset looked beautiful in his eyes, but he could feel Saphira's uneasiness about it.

What's wrong he asked through their mind link the two shared as dragon and Rider.

We haven't seen the last of the Empire, Saphira answered in a low growl. No, Murtagh and Thorn will return when Galbatorix finds out they failed in taking us back, or the King will come himself and reak havoc on the Surdans, Varden, elves, and dwarves.

But for now be happy we have won the battle we can worry about the rest later, replied Eragon comfortingly.

Then his muscles tensed as he felt someone come near him. He relaxed when he saw that it was only Arya.

"Tell me, what brings you here? I remember you telling me that you had work to do with Nasuada." He eyed her with curiosity.

"I came to tell you how sorry I am that you found out about your family, and again that I don't care about that," answered Arya. "I don't know about anyone else, but I know you're a good person and will never join Galbatorix… which brings me to the reason I came out of the camp. No matter how Galbatorix threatens you with (maybe 'or' is a better word, or 'through') those you care about, you mustn't join him. If Murtagh is really on Galbatorix's side, you're our only hope of throwing the king from power."

"Don't worry Arya. As long as I live I will never bow down to Galbatorix. Don't worry about me, just make sure you don't die and I'll be okay" answered Eragon He gave Arya a comforting look.

Then he looked at Arya and said in a teasing voice, "I think someone is overworked and needs a hug," he laughed.

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Thorn landed in the courtyard of the castle. Murtagh jumped down from his dragon and walked straight to Galbatorix's lair. He stopped outside the door to the king's bedroom. Thorn looked down at him with golden, cat-like eyes.

Are you sure about this, Murtagh? the dragon asked. Your report could wait until later.

No, we can't mess up again! If we do, both of us will die. Murtagh sighed and knocked on the oak door.

"Who is it?" a loud merciless voice asked.

"Murtagh and Thorn, Galbatorix-ebrithil." His answer remained clipped and cool.

"Come in," ordered Galbatorix. Murtagh sighed and clenched his teeth before opening the door. He walked straight to Galbatorix and knelt down. Thorn followed him in, but did nothing short of bare his teeth at Shruikan. "Why did you disobey me, Murtagh?"

"We had no choice but to retreat, my lord," said Murtagh quickly. "I did not completely fail you though. I told Eragon about the fact that he's my younger brother and I took Zar'roc from him." Murtagh unsheathed the bright red sword and held it out for Galbatorix to see.

"I see," replied Galbatorix. He smiled evilly and put his hands together like a greedy child would on Christmas. "Never mind your failure now there is work to be done. Tomorrow you fly to Du Weldenvarden and wage war on the elves. I want young Eragon's soul shattered before I have him in my grasps."

"Ebrithil, I have some information for you, if that is what you want!" cried Murtagh. He dared his eyes to look up at his king.

"What would it be then?" asked Galbatorix, very interested.

"Eragon has fallen in love with Arya, my lord, he'll do anything for her," answered Murtagh obediently.

"Very good, Murtagh," laughed Galbatorix. "You may leave now." Murtagh gave one last, low bow before marching out of the room with Thorn right behind him. He sheathed Zar'roc just before completely exiting.

Thorn, are you up for a ride?

I suppose, answered Thorn in a monotone.

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