Sibling Rivalry
Set pre S2, a stranger in Nottingham who seems oddly familiar is quick to shake things up for the gang. Soon she uses her power and crafty ideas to put the gang and Marian in grave danger.
My bf ignorance-is-bliss and I came up with the idea for this story while on a holiday in a very inspiring place that looked just like a forest before we found out that guys sister will be a character in season 3 so it's totally our own idea.. Apologies for my spelling and grammar both of which I am terrible at. This is my first Robin Hood fanfic so constructive criticism will be appreciated. Enjoy the story!
Chapter 1- Caught
The North Roads silence was broken by the sound of horses and men growing ever nearer to where Robin Hood and his gang of outlaws lay in waiting on either side of the leaf littered road. They were waiting to ambush what they hoped to be a noble's carriage. The coach rounded the corner and Robin whistled under his breathe in appreciation. There under the dappled light of the forest trees was an exquisitely decorated carriage pulled by snow white horses and (Robin couldn't believe his luck) only four guards. "That will feed Locksley for a whole winter" Robin muttered before his low clear whistle swept through the forest. As the signal reached the gangs ears they snapped into action and charged down the hill.
"This is an ambush" cried Much. "Tell us what you have an… Hey" Much broke off in mid sentence as the guards simultaneously drew their swords and charged at the gang. Robin grinned as his gang swung into battle. Four against six this would be easy.
However Robin's elation was short lived as he realized the men were well trained. "Like… a military … unit" he grunted punctuating each word with a blow to the guard he was fighting who went down on the word unit. With his attacker unconscious Robin began to flitter through the crowd of fighters anxious to see that his beloved gang was coping with the onslaught. Robin weaved through the battle, delivering blows left and right causing guards crumple, struck by an unseen attacker. Just as the outlaws seemed to be gaining the upper hand Much suddenly cried. "Master!" Robin spun around at Much's call and horrified saw that things were drastically going wrong for the outlaws. Out of the jewel encrusted carriage that Robin had assumed contained jewels and money marched out at least 10 more men who efficiently slid into battle. Robin groaned apart from Much the rest of the gang, totally absorbed in battle hadn't noticed the new arrivals. They were in for a dangerous surprise.
Robin quickened his pace preparing to help give the new comers a warm welcome with his sword. Once he was sure the gang was clear he decided he would give the retreat signal. Yes, admitting defeat but in this case also saving lives. Before he could carry out his plan however Robin was distracted by the carriage doors bursting open. Out stepped a high heeled shiny leather boot followed by a tall haughty black haired lady. She surveyed the scene her black eyes glinting in the sun, reminding Robin of endless tunnels. Her boots crushed the dried leaves as she walked purposefully threw the battle. Robin thought she looked vaguely familiar but before he had time to grasp who she could possibly be she had halted behind Djaq and had her at knife point. Djaq raised her hand to her throat as if she couldn't quite believe that what was happening was actually real. When her fingers reached the dagger Djaq drew in a sharp breathe and her eyes widened with terror. "Stop" The lady's voice rang commandingly through the forest as the last of the scattered fights came to a halt. "Drop your weapons." Will's axe flew from his hand as though it had burnt him. Allan with a sideways glance at Will also threw his sword to the ground. John and Much glanced at Robin who still had his sword firmly in his grip. "Robin" they breathed more a hiss then a word. "Master what do we do?"
"I said drop your weapons" the lady repeated in a commandingly yet soft silky voice. As if to emphasize her words she pressed her dagger to Djaq's throat where beads of blood were appearing. Will let out an involuntary gasp and looked pleadingly at Robin. Robin looked back at Djaq who was being supported by the noble lady as she slipped in and out of conciseness. "Im sorry Robin" Djaq mouthed.
"It's not your fault" said Robin as he dropped his sword. Much and John followed.
"Good" the triumphant ring in the lady's voice stinging the gang's pride "Now tie them up" The men sprang into action as she threw Djaq to the ground and set off back towards the carriage. Will started forward to help Djaq to her feet as the outlaws were roughly tied together in a line. Although the harsh rope cut into their skin they barely noticed. The gang was shocked, what should have been a smooth ambush had taken a deadly turn. They were caught.