~The Marvelous Adventures of a Marysue: IC~

Chapter Thirteen - "The Rumors of My Death Have Been Widely Exaggerated"

"So! Everyone ready to watch Emerald save Murtagh again?" asked Elva happily.

"Shut up, witch-brat," grumbled the Red Rider, settling into his chair with a glare already etched on his features.

"Do you ever change facial expressions? Like, besides angry, bored, and tortured?" asked Katrina.

Murtagh crossed him arms and shook his hair in front of his face. "Yes. I also have miserable, annoyed, humiliated, regretful, and pained."

"C'mon. You can manage a smile," encouraged Angela.

"No."

"Give it a go!" said Katrina.

"I said no."

"One tiny smile?"

"Negative."

"It's not that hard."

"Absolutely not."

"Seriously. Everyone smiles!"

"Everyone except me."

"You're a real downer, you know that?"

"Yes."

"You just can't do it."

"Let me ask you this? Have I had any reason to smile for, oh, my entire LIFE?" asked Murtagh.

"Oh, stop being such a drama queen. Your mother ditched you, your father used you for target practice, everyone hates you, you were Galbatorix's slave, and you were forced to kill people. We've heard the spiel quite a few times. Who wants to read?" said Nasuada briskly.

"You're all a load of unsympathetic sadists," said Murtagh. "And…I hate you all," he added as an afterthought.

"We've heard. Give it here," said Arya, gesturing to the book.

Nasuada tossed it to her, and Arya began to read.

They were to siege Dras'leona that day. Eragon and Murtagh were nervous, but Emerald knew it would be no challenge. She just had to remember to watch out for Eragon. He was too cuuuute to die! *insert high pitched giggle-fit here*

Murtagh began laughing so hard it looked like he was in danger of dying.

"See! I knew you could smile!" exclaimed Angela.

"Don't kill me! I'm to cuuuute!" shouted Roran.

"Oh, now you're on his side," said Eragon darkly.

"Nope. I'm not. I just like to watch you suffer," replied Roran airily.

"My love, should I not live to see the end of the battle, know that you are my world. I love you with all my heart and soul and I dedicate all I do today to you!" Murtagh said to Emerald as they were saddling up the dragons. They shared a passionate kiss, wishing each other luck.

Eragon started to say something, but Murtagh cut him off.

"Not one word. You hear me? Not one word," he said, punctuating the last few words with a menacing whisper.

The dragons flew above the army, amid cheers. With renewed energy, the soldiers began breaking down the gate to the city. Emerald let loose a primal, yet elegant war cry as Sarra torched a row of buldings.

"Again with the war cry…and torching?" asked Eragon.

"You should talk. You named your sword Brisingr for cripes sake!" said Murtagh.

"My little pyro!" thought Murtagh affectionately.

No one said anything. Everyone was too speechless with the idiocy.

Emerald was killing powerful magicians left and right. Murtagh was competing with her. (Like Legolas [the hawtie!1, leik, omigod] and gimili! –inherigirl

Eragon was gamely keeping up, and even Arya had managed a few soldiers. Nasuada was hiding in her tent.

"Hi-YAH!" shouted Emerald, and Murtagh almost had his head sliced off while he was smiling at her enchanting ferocity.

"Seriously? Seriously?" asked Murtagh.

Sarra swooped majestically in the sky. Her brilliant emerald green was complimented by thorn's ruby red and Saphira's sapphire blue.

"Oh, so we compliment her. What an honor!" said Saphira.

Suddenly, as Emerald was in the process of killing three magicians at once, she heard a yell for help. It was Murtagh!

Emerald dashed with superhuman speed to her beloved's side. She cradled him in her arms, fear coursing through her.

"My love! Be all right! Please be all right, Murr-Murr!"

"I…am fading," he said weakly.

"No!" she whispered.

"I…love you. Forever." His words became more labored. "You made me become a better man. Do not...weep for me. I…could not stand to think I would have caused you pain."

"Stay with me! It's not fair, we have had so little together!" said Emerald, beginning to cry.

"Every moment…was a gift."

"I love you!"

"And I…love you." Murtagh's eyes closed.

And so, Murtagh Morzansson died in the arms of his beloved.

Even the fluff didn't dissuade Murtagh. He leapt up and began doing the happy dance.

"I'm dead! I'm dead! She can't love me anymore! Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! I'm dead!"

Everyone was still in danger of passing out from laughter. Murtagh didn't care. This was the best day he'd had in a loooong time, which was sad and depressing enough statement in and of itself.

"Why didn't she heal him?" asked Orik. 'She's a powerful rider, as we're constantly reminded."

"ONE magician killed Murtagh? No way," said Nasuada reasonably.

"I'm DEAD! YAHOO!"

Arya righted herself and began reading again.

Eragon rushed over. Emerald was sobbing. The Blue Rider shied away, afraid to intrude on her grief.

"And everyone around her just…stops fighting?" asked Nasuada incredulously.

"SHE'LL NEVER CATCH ME AGAIN!" yelled Murtagh, still euphoric.

Suddenly, Eragon gasped. Emerald's tears were freely falling on Murtagh's torso. His wounds were closing and the tears were shimmering. In a few moments, Murtagh's eyes fluttered open.

"Noooooooo! DAMN IT!" shouted Murtagh, abruptly ceasing the happy dance and sitting back down, emo glare returning almost instantaneously.

"My love! You saved me! But…how?" he asked in wonder.

"I-I don't know!" Emerald's tears had turned to those of relief.

"It must be the powers the ancient dragons gave you!" he said, and then pulled her into an ardent embrace.

"Nooo! Whyyyyyy meeee?"

"Murtagh, shut up," said Nasuada.

Finally, after a few minutes of kissing, they broke apart.

"I was so afraid I had lost you!" Emerald whispered.

"But you did not."

"Eloquent, Murtagh," said Angela dryly.

"Shut up."

"Come! Let us go and siege the city, and then you shall give me a welcome back!" *suggestive eyebrow waggle*

"Show me that eyebrow waggle, Murtagh!" said Arya. Murtagh just gave the elf a murderous glance in response.

"Just because you died doesn't mean you get any special treatment!" laughed Emerald. Then they leapt back upon the dragons and continued kicking ass.

"Question:" said Thorn, "Where was I during this? My rider died and NOTHING about me was mentioned?'

"Yup, that's about right," said Eragon.

After they took the city, mostly through Emerald and Murtagh's heroic actions, though Eragon helped, There was a huge feast in celebration. Everyone noticed that the Ra'zac were gone, and Emerald modestly demurred 'It was nothing."

Then, the party began! Murtagh stood up and toasted Emerald again.

"Not again! Not again!" whimpered Murtagh.

"Emerald saved my life today!"

"Captain Obvious," muttered Arya.
"But Emerald has saved me before! She brought me out of the darkness of Uru'baen with her love! It is only because of her I stand here today. She is the light of my life, as I have said multipul times before, but I must say it again. Without my beloved by my side withstanding at all trials, I would be nothing. She has made me a better man capable of feeling. For that, I owe her my life and my infinite devotion, which I will give till the day I die."

Murtagh's speech brought tears to Emerald's eyes. Then they had to sit through Eragon making a speech about the progress of the war, and then everyone was cheerfully tipsy (except Nasuada, she was passed out drunk, she had attempt to do a striptease on the table in front of Murtagh).

Nasuada's stare became positively venomous. She began fingering the dagger again. Orik, who was sitting next to her, inched away.

"So, before this I was a heartless murderer. Lovely," muttered Murtagh broodingly.

Find the Lost World (Sequel to Jurassic Park) reference (it's kind of obvious to those who have read the book)!

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