Hello! How are you today? Finally, and fortunately, my Internet connection has been fixed, so I can publish as usual. It took them long enought to fix it, right? Our star today will be our beloved Murtagh...I just had to write about him, he deserves it. I hope you all like this story!
Disclaimer: Of course the Inheritance Cycle is not mine! I could never create such an amazing character as Murtagh!
Thanks to Restrained Freedom, MarySLi and NormalityIsNonexistant, my three amazing reviewers.
Read, enjoy and review!
Fighter
I am not a monster!
He wished to shout, to tell the world he was not what everyone thought he was. He wanted to be seen as a Rider, not as a murderer. He was not like Eragon, he would probably never be a leader like him, but he still could be a hero, a saviour.
He could still be the saviour of Alagaësia.
But no one thought he was just a slave, a puppet who tried to struggle against its master's chains. They all saw a killer, a traitor.
They all saw the son of Morzan.
But Murtagh was much more than that and he knew it.
I have tried. I have fought against him, but I just could not win.
He did not win, because the king was more powerful than him. But he still tried to free himself and Thorn from their chains…but they all thought he had gladly accepted Galbatorix's offer.
He had not! He had fought, but there are some battles that cannot be won.
Murtagh knew they hated him, because they thought he had betrayed them. And Eragon! His own brother wanted to kill him.
He told me it would save many lives. How can he ask that from me? Why would I choose to save people that would never save me?
The Varden would not do that for him, he was sure. And he would not do it for them.
They do not understand!
He had told them he was a slave, that Galbatorix had his True Name. He could not escape, even though he wished to do it with all his heart. He had not chosen that life, and neither had Thorn.
Why was it that hard for them to understand? Couldn't they help them?
They would never help us. They do not care about us.
And he had done so much for them… It was because of him that Eragon was alive, because of him that he was not in the hands of the Empire, just like he was now. He had saved them, and that is how they thanked him? Leaving him and his dragon in the castle to suffer a horrible fate?
They hate me.
But Murtagh had hope. He knew he would be free someday, that would escape from the king's chains, and he and Thorn would be able to choose their fate once more, to be the masters of their own lives.
They just had to wait. And he hoped, also, that Eragon would see how much he had tried, how much he had fought…and that he would finally understand he was not a traitor.
Someday, somehow, you will see it, brother.