Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ERAGON OR ELDEST, ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI...!!

MY FIRST FANFIC FOR ERAGON...I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!

Chapter 1: Brother's by blood

Eragon looked down upon his belt which was empty without Zar'roc Arya walked next to Eragon and asked what was on his mind, " It's just I am still used to Zar'roc's weight...this new sword just doesn't feel right to me."

He said looking into the elves eyes which in this sun made them look like crystal. Arya looked down at the ground and giggled " Eragon..you know that Zar'roc rightfully belongs to Murtagh..he's the eldest."

Eragon looked away for a minute and them heard Saphira enter his mind, "She is right little one...Murtagh is the first born and.. before Saphira could finish she was cut off by Eragon.

"I know..I know.."

Saphira roared from the thick blue skies as she flew above the two of them. Eragon and Arya walked until they were in the area near the Beor Mountains and set up camp for the night, Eragon got a fire going and they ate their supper and talked about their plans to head to the Varden.

After they ate Eragon had Saphira scout out the area and make sure they were not followed by any Urgals or any other of the King's men, when Saphira told them it was all clear they spread their bedrolls and went to sleep. Eragon could feel something while he slept

" Eragon wake up...!"

Saphira's voice crept into his mind, " Saphira not now! " he yelled back at her trying to go back to sleep. Saphira yelled once again into his mind, this time pushing his bedroll with her nose, she also awoke Arya who had her dagger ready in case of an attack.

Eragon got up from the ground and asked Saphira what was so important that they needed to wake up now...Saphira had a worried look in her eyes she entered both Arya and Eragon's mind and told them a thick smell of blood was in the air not too far from their campsight.

Eragon and Arya followed Saphira to a field that was about an hour from their campsight, they arrived to find Urgals scattered across the ground all dead and some burned, there was blood everywhere and near the edge of the fields there was a dragon with it's rider lying beside it.

Eragon and Arya ran towards the them, they still lay motionless, Eragon bent down beside the rider while Arya looked over the dragon. Eragon looked over the man and slowly turned him onto his back to find him and his clothing soaked with blood, Eragon wiped some of the blood and dirt from the man's face and saw it was his elder brother Murtagh.

Eragon looked at Arya and Saphira and then turned his attention back to his brother, Eragon pulled the bottom of Murtagh's shirt up to see a blood flowing from his abdomen.

Murtagh was stabbed through the lower left side of his stomach, going through his body, he also had at least four broken ribs. Eragon knew his brother would die if he wasn't treated soon, he knew he could use his magic but because they still had to get to the Beor Mountains.

Eragon didn't want to waste any of his energy because of the distance " Arya I don't want to use up any of my energy because I need to take Murtagh to the Mountains."

He said as he began to pick Murtagh up off the ground, Arya walked to over to Eragon and helped him lift Murtagh onto Saphira who was crouched down so they wouldn't have too much trouble.

" Alright you take him to the Varden and I will stay behind to watch over Thorn." she told him as he climbed up onto Saphira and got his grip on his brother, Murtagh winced as Eragon slipped his arms around his waist.

Arya went to Thorn and began to heal his more serious injuries, Eragon got his grip on the saddle and Saphira took flight heading directly towards the Varden as fast as her wings could take her. Saphira and Eragon talked through their minds about what might of happened, they continued to throw they're theories back and fourth to one another until they reached the entrance of the Varden where Ajihad awaited their return.

Ajihad knew that the both Arya and Eragon were going to return to the Varden after they had a small vacation to revisit their old homes or rather Arya's home because Eragon's house was burned down.

As Eragon and Saphira came into Ajihad's line of sight he was surprised to find that it was only Eragon, when they landed Eragon jumped off the saddle and went to get another off as well.

" Where is Arya, young rider?" Ajihad questioned as he walked over to Saphira scratching the side of her long neck.

She hummed in responce. Eragon looked back at Ajihad and told him she was going to be a little late, " Why is she going to be- Ajihad's voice cut off as he saw Eragon pull Murtagh off of the saddle. Eragon walked towards Ajihad holding Murtagh in his arms, his brothers blood soaking into his shirt.

Ajihad was silent as Eragon looked up to him. " Please Ajihad...my brother will die if I don't get help for him.." he said with sadness in his voice " No!" Ajihad yelled " He is the son of Morzan and I cannot trust him, he may try to do something to the Varden..and I won't put these people in danger!"

He stepped away from Saphira and turning his back to Eragon as he started walking back through the entrance to enter the Varden. " I am also the son of Morzan!" Eragon yelled trying to get a better grip on his brother.

" So I must be too dangerous to be in the Varden as well!" Eragon's words stopped Ajihad in his tracks he turned to face the young rider and let out a small sigh, " You are different Eragon...you helped us by killing Durza..you-" he was cut off by Eragon.

" Murtagh helped as well!" he cried wettness forming in his ocean blue eyes. " He fought off the Urgals and King's soldiers alongside you and everyone else..he is just as responsible for the safety of the Varden as I am...!" he yelled still supporting his brother's limp body, tears started to stream down Eragon's cheeks, they dripped onto Murtagh's face.

Saphira put her head to his shoulder and hummed trying to calm him, Ajihad looked at the young boy and thought about what he had said he walked over to Eragon and Saphira and looked down at Murtagh you could barely tell it was him because of all the dirt and blood.

" Alright...you win...take him to the main building and someone will tend to him there." he said turning back around " Oh..and get a change of clothes as well."

Eragon smiled as Ajihad walked away, he lifted Murtagh onto Saphira's back and had her walk alongside him as they headed inside following Ajihad's lead.

When they got there the Healers placed Murtagh onto a bed and started to work on him, they told Eragon he would have to wait outside.

Eragon wanted to protest but decided not to he knew that wouldn't accomplish anything, he followed Saphira through the Varden when suddenly Saphira jumped up and flew towards the entrance gate.

Eragon not knowing what was going on ran after her " Saphira!" He yelled " What's the matter..where are you going?!" Eragon was getting out of breath trying to keep up with her, or at least her shadow.

" It's Thorn...I heard him contact me!" she yelled excited at the fact of knowing he was alright " He told me that he and Arya are at the front gate..and that she healed him!" Eragon got happy as well that they had made it to the Varden safely, but couldn't run much longer " Saphira that's great...but..pick me up...I..can't run anymore...!" he yelled sounding out of breath.

Saphira looked down at Eragon and scooped him up with her big claws, being careful not to hurt him. When they made it to the entrance they both saw Arya standing beside Thorn he looked alot better, his scales were shining a bright glow of reds of all different shades, he looked at Saphira with those same ruby red eyes and pushed his head onto hers and hummed. Saphira hummed as well.

After they had greeted each other Arya looked around and at Saphira's saddle, " Where is Murtagh??" she asked getting worried " Is he alright...?" after she had said that Thorn had remembered what had happened to them, they went to ask how Murtagh was.

One of the healers walked out of the room they had taken Murtagh into earlier and told them that he was still in critical condition and that they couldn't see him yet, the three of them turned to go back outside and Thorn told them what happened.

Flashback

Murtagh and Thorn were heading back to their campsite after finishing a task for Galbatorix, as they were heading back to the camp Murtagh stopped in front of Thorn.

" Murtagh, whats the matter" he asked his rider who was slightly crouched near the ground, "Shh...I hear something..." he said as quiet as he could so he could still listen to his surroundings.

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Murtagh turned to his left, Zar'roc was drawn in his right hand the swords blood red blade shined in the light of the moon.

Thorn got ready, his teeth sharper then the strongest blade shown through his curled up lips as he faced the trees. Before they could think Urgals came from everywhere not only behind the trees infront of them but the whole area of woods they were in.

Murtagh and Thorn fought off all the Urgals they could, getting badly wounded as well.

Murtagh jumped onto an Urgals back and tricked another one into trying to slice him with it's sword, it only accomplished cutting the Urgal's throat..only an inch of skin held on the ugly head as Murtagh jumped off it and used Zar'roc's mighty blade to cut the Urgal in front of him from the top of his head to the bottom of his back, then stabbing him through the back going straight into it's heart.

Thorn locked his great jaws into the bodies of 2 Urgals at the same time, blood gushing from their stomachs that were being ripped to pieces.

Thorn threw them into a big group of Uragls knocking them to the ground, Murtagh crouched down. His blood flowing from his wounds, Thorn ducked down spreading his wings to protect Murtagh and blew the Urgals into a ball of flames.

The Urgals ran all of them burning; their flesh peeling with every step. " Murtagh are you alright..!?" Thorn cried lowering his head so he could see his riders face.

" Thorn..I-" Murtagh was cut off by intense pain that came from his abdomen. " Murtagh!" Thorn didn't know what to do, he tried to think of something he knew he was also badly hurt.

" Thorn..are..you..alright-!" Murtagh curled up aganist Thorn grabbing at his bleeding stomach..he screamed out, the pain growing with every little move he made.

Thorn lay beside his rider, thier wounds bleeding, until they finally allowed the darkness to overcome them.

End Flashback

When Thorn finished Eragon was looking at the ground, he thought's went to Murtagh lying in that bed probably dying, he wanted to be with his family...his brother..his brother by blood.

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