My second fanfic for Tales from Earthsea. This came at the last minute and I ended up making a plot out of this idea. It describes Therru's life before she met Arren. Even if we know what happened in the movie.

Anyways, read and enjoy. ^_^

My first few years of life spent in suffering.

I was burned by my real parents when I was still very young. They would've done worse, but it escaped them. The pain I felt, I could feel my eye pulsing, and I almost wanted to rip it out. I wandered far into the night and found myself in a bog. I couldn't stop, so I kept walking. I saw a house in the distance. I had found my salvation, but I wasn't sure if the resident there would accept me. I knocked at the door and the it opened to reveal a woman with blonde hair. Tenar. I did not yet know that she would be letting stay with her for the next five years. I was just glad to have shelter.

I lived with Tenar helping her around her farm. I got along with the animals. I enjoyed feeding them, and taking the sheep out onto the pasture. Tenar was like the mother I always wanted. I don't remember my true parents that well. I don't even remember what they look like. But I don't need them. I don't want to search for them after what they did to me. My life on Tenar's farm was all I needed.

We would sometimes go to town for supplies. Tenar said it was good for me that I be around other people. I never talk to strangers who come to the house. I know what they say about me when they come over for Tenar's potions. They can call me whatever they want, it isn't true. But I always knew there was something different about me. I knew since the moment I fled from my parents. I don't know why they did it, but I know I didn't deserve it. The scar on my face is testament of my survival. But the feeling of being different from the others never left me.

Then they came. Sparrowhawk and Arren. I spoke to Sparrowhawk, though I didn't know why. He didn't seem very threatening, and Tenar seemed to have a kinship with him. Like she'd met him before. But I didn't trust Arren at all. I despised anyone who didn't care about life. I didn't want him near me, and I found myself irked for wanting to know who he was and why he came. My thoughts always raced back to open field behind the house. I always went out there when I wanted to be alone. And when I was alone, I would sing. I don't know where I learned the song, or how I knew it; I just sang it. Little did I know, Arren heard me. I wasn't upset or angry at him. I didn't expect to see him standing there crying, but the fact that he was frying made me curious.

He told me killed his father. It daunted me, but I asked him why. He told me he didn't know why he killed him. He said that his father was a good man. I don't know what could've driven him to kill his father, but I could see he was rapt with guilt. I could see he wished he could take it all back.

Then the house was under attack and the tied me up and took Tenar. After waiting for I don't know how long, I managed to free myself and that's when Sparrowhawk came. I told him what happened and told me to find Arren. He gave me a sword he said belonged to Arren's father. He gave me the sword and I started searching for Arren. When I saw him, he wasn't acting like himself, but I followed him toward the castle where I discovered it wasn't Arren but his shadow. He told Lord Cob his true name. The real Arren was locked up inside the castle. I was scared, but I wanted to help him. Before departing, I also told him my true name.

I entered the castle and freed Arren. Although he was convinced he didn't deserve his father's sword, I told him that he was worthy because I believed him. It was true, I did believe in him. I believed in him the rest of the way as we confirmed Lord Cob. We face him on the roof. I was ready to face him, but he proved more powerful than we thought, but I could see right through him. His thirst for power was killing him and he wasn't going to last a minute longer. As he choked me I could feel something burning inside me, like a long-dormant sun was ready to burst out of my chest. When I woke up next, I stared him down, knowing what I was meant to do to.

I summoned him backs to the darkness and I was slowly turning into who I was was. A dragon. Lord Cob's body was a mass of black tar and melting skin. His last words were him wanting to obtain eternal life. He was gone. I took Arren out of the castle and toward a field. Flying came easy for me, considering I never flew before. It felt liberating. I knew who I was and I never felt more complete or alive in my life. When we arrived in the field, I looked at him, and he looked back at me. He wasn't afraid of me. I had heard of dragons oftentimes, but I never thought that I could be one of the fabled beasts. I turned back into a girl, and we met up with Sparrowhawk and Tenar.

Tenar and I sewed Arren and Sparrowhawk a scabbard and a cloak. Seeing him off was hard to process. I wanted him to stay, for as much as I mistrusted him at first. I looked up to see more dragons fly overhead. I may be a dragon but I don't belong with them. I know they'll manage to continue balancing the world between life and death. And I know Arren will be all right. I think about him whenever I go out into the field with the sheep and when I go to bed. I wish for the day Arren will come back, but until he does I'll be doing my part to balance the world: live my life. I can already feel a new calm sweep over the world. It's a sign that the world is changing.

It'll change for the better. And with it comes harmony.

I feel like this story was a bit rushed. I didn't know whether to add a few things or not. The plot almost escaped me when I came up with it.

Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this story. Sorry if it was a little rushed.