Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The BBC owns the rest of it. Sigh!
This is my first fan fiction, first Robin Hood fiction, first time travel fiction, first everything. So, as I am a virgin to fan fiction, please be gentle with me. This is a Guy story set after he dispatched Marian at the end of Season 2. So for those of you wanting to see Marian, sorry. It will probably not happen except in little flashbacks about how mean she was to him. Rated M for what might happen later.
Please read and respond. I hope you like it.
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Gisborne stood staring at the woman in front of him. He couldn't believe his ears. The woman who he loved, who he dreamed of nightly, who dominated his waking mind, and who he thought was finally coming to accept him was laughing in his face and flaunting her rejection. Again.
Gisborne knew that he was considered a cruel and heartless man by most who met him, but at least he was honest about it. Yes, you might get a knife in the back if you dealt with Gisborne, but you either accepted that going into the deal or you were completely naïve – which in this world should be punishable by death anyway. Besides, Gisborne's cruelty was strength. Strength that any perspective wife should admire and value in a husband.
But Marian's cruelty was rooted in deception. Her beauty had lured Gisborne in and he had expected to find all the perfections of femininity in the softness of her skin and the scent of her hair. How many times had they both protected each other from Vasey's insanity? Even after he learned the truth about the Night Watchman. They had grown closer and closer as Marian broke down the walls that Gisborne had taken so many years to build up around himself.
He had dreamed of protecting her, of caring for her, and of awakening the woman in her. But, as she stood there defiant and unashamed of her treachery, he realized it had all been a dream. The woman he loved did not exist. He was looking at a stranger.
When Gisborne exerted his cruelty on someone, the tremendous physical pain was at least followed by the peace and serenity of the after life. Now, Marian's words, "I'm going to marry Robin Hood. I love Robin Hood," attacked Gisborne's heart from all sides as he struggled to take a breath. The numbness that had started in his head had now reached the back of his neck while he fought hard against the nausea that assaulted his gut. His vision blurred and his eyes stung from the tears and the sand. Gisborne's legs turned to jelly as he reached out to claim the woman he loved and shake some sense into her.
Marian's face contorted as she gasped in surprise. Her reaction confused Gisborne. Surely she didn't expect him to give up without a fight. Suddenly, Marian collapsed to the ground and Gisborne's eyes followed her body's decent. As she fell, a weight seemed to be released from Gisborne's hand.
The realization that his sword had left his hand and that it was connected to Marian's flesh swept over him as the reality of what he had done slowly registered into his brain. Horrified, instinct kicked in as Gisborne recognized Vasey's yell above the din of cries from the others and sprinted to catch up to Vasey's horse. As they fled the deserted city, Gisborne knew that he would never be the same again.
Gisborne's cruelty ended in peace for his victim, but the true journey of Marian's cruelty was just beginning.