Title: Sherwood
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise isn't mine, the OCs and some of the ideas are.
Rating: T, to be safe.
Summary: The rich are stolen from and the poor fed but it's not the gang or the Nightwatchman who's behind and is it causing more good than harm?
Set after S1, beginning S2, give or take a few episodes.
This story doesn't just revolve around the above summary, Guy and the Sheriff also feature a good bit, along with other character and sub-plots, hence the title (and the fact that I couldn't come up with anything better.)
The Sheriff of Nottingham peered out from his carriage. So far so good, no Hood.
He was worn out from his trip to London. Stupid bloody politics.
"Are you okay sir?" asked his driver.
"Do I look ok? A clue, no!"
"Sorry, I-you."
"Oh, ladi dadi da….. shut up!."
Stupid oaf, just like his master of arms but at least he knew when to shut up, well, until the leper was involved and he kept moaning about her.
"My men and I have you surrounded" called a familiar voice, Hood. Vaisey sat back and closed his eyes, this day was just about to get longer.
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"C'mon hurry up" Guy ordered. The guards were busy bringing in supplies, most of which was for tonight's feast for the return of the Sheriff from his two week absence, few if any missed him, Guy included.
A cry of help could be heard from with in the castle, he nodded at the two guards to go while drawing out his own sword.
He waited impatiently for the guards to return as the seconds passed.
He made a mental note to look into hiring people that actually knew how to wield a sword and carry out their job.
He turned hearing footsteps behind him but the stranger was quicker hitting him swiftly on the head causing him to fall to the ground where he could see the horse and cart which was still heavy with food being driven away with guards nowhere to be seen.
Using the nearby wall to aid himself he got back to his feet. "Guards! GUARDS!….oh, Sir."
"What was that?" demanded the Sheriff.
"I-well you see"
"My food? For my feast? Who is the culprit?"
"Hood i believe." It was always Hood.
"Impossible" Vaisey he shook his head "I was just robbed by Locksley, he was on foot too, he couldn't of got here this fast."
"One of his men perhaps?" Gisbourne suggested.
"No there were all there too. Hood, the servant, the big one, the Saracen, axe boy and that trickster, all six."
"Maybe he has more men then?"
"Get the dogs Gisbourne and all available soldiers I want that food back and I want my feast! I want Hood there too!"
"Hood sir?"
"Yes, I want his pretty little head on a pretty little pole at my pretty little feast in my pretty, little, HALL!"
Yes, I know, it's short but the next will be longer and will also feature our beloved gang and Marian.
I'll try and update soon but please keep in mind I have school, part time job, training, chores, friends and a zillion other things to do.
Reviews do help, while I don't hold chapters to ransom, knowing that people are intrested makes me update quicker.