I Hope you enjoy this! I've loved the story of Robin Hood for as long as I can remember, so with that reasoning, why not combine
it with my obsession, x-men? Many X-Men Characters will make appearances here, or at least be referenced, so enjoy and comment!
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Rogue's people quickly flowed through the trees. The light rustling noise they made could be mistaken for the wind by even the keenest of ears. They all amassed beside the forest road, and quickly took their positions. Rogue signaled to her 2nd in command, Logan, to be the lookout, while she strung her bow. She looked at her people, carefully hidden, and made sure to make eye contact with each of them; Kitty, Morph, and Robert Drake. They knew what was coming and what to expect.
Their outlook had run into their camp only minutes before, telling them the details of the travelers coming down the road. The Catholic Priest from the Salisbury Church was on his way to visit Lord and Lady Xavier, and in tow he brought several carts full of riches and a troop of 10 guards. Although Rogue's clan was outnumbered, two to one, they had faced worse odds then this and survived, and all the money to gain from this one pinch, would be more then enough to feed all the people left at camp for years.
Soon enough Rogue heard Logan's characteristic Wolverine snarl as his signal for the first sight of the well-endowed priest and his caravan. Rouge took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself for the battle ahead. She rested against the tree and checked her string again to make sure it was taut, and then put an arrow to the string. The only noise to be heard was the horse's hoof beats and the ambient forest noises. As soon as the first line of troops passed the tree Rogue was behind, she signaled, and the attack was mounted.
Rogue spun around the tree and let her first arrow fly into a man's throat, ignoring the blossom of blood and the gurgling noises he made as he dropped. She had drawn another arrow and had fitted it to the string when the guards got over their surprise and one tackled her. He held her arms taut behind her back and Rogue took a moment to see how the rest of her party was fairing. Logan already had two dead to his credit and was about to take care of a third who had Kitty pinned to the ground. Morph had become a tiger and was happily chasing down a runaway, and Bobby had frozen two men into a block of ice.
Then she turned her focus back to her own predicament and noted that her assailant was much bigger then she was, so she relaxed her body to make the guard have to hold her up, and then flipped him over her back with a change in her center of gravity. In the same movement she grabbed her knife from its sheath in her boots and quickly held it to his throat. As Rogue pressed her knee into the man's chest she shouted, "Do ya surrender?" to which the few remaining guards dropped their weapons and backed against the carriage, with the exception of the guard Rogue had pinned and those Bobby had turned into veritable human popsicles.
Remembering the man in the carriage Rogue called out, "Good priest, do yah feel like joining us?" After a few shaky moments, the door of the bright red and gold carriage swung out and a largely obese man stepped out in robes made to match the carriage and expensive enough to feed an entire village for a month.
As he surveyed his surroundings he cried out to Rogue, "Do you not know that I am a man of God? This is a mission of the church, young girl, how dare you stop me on God's mission. I'll see you excommunicated for this you thief!" All the members of Rogue's party began to chuckle at this which only made the fat priest even more upset and turned his chubby face a brilliant shade of red.
"Well," Rogue began her reply; "Ah don't have much time for church, or a God that leads his disciples in quests to extend thar treasuries and thar enormous girth…. And Thief is a very strong word, ya plumpness, think of us as a charity organization of sorts, honey. Ah'm sure yah've heard of the catch phrase, 'Stealing from the rich tah feed the poor?' Speaking of charity, Ah would much appreciate it if yah would donate yah lovely clothes and, well, really everything else yah brought with yah, to our charity organization. And if ya do it nice and quicklike, ya won't have to donate ya lives as well."
The priest turned so profusely red that Rogue thought a heart attack was eminent, but then he managed to squeak out, "I don't have a choice do I?"
Then Logan made his waay over to the priest, looking almost wolfish, and his gruff voice rang out, "Well of course ye have a choice, ye either give yur things to us or we take them off yur corpses." And to illustrate the point his claws slid quickly and cleanly out from between his knuckles and Logan gave the priest a very, close look at them.
With this, the priest quickly started shrugging out of his clothes and then tossed them in dirt at Logan's feet, and then stumbled over to his remaining guards, and hid behind them.
"Now Sir, if your men would lose what they're wearing as well, you can be off. Continue along this road for another five miles, that should take you to the castle, and stick together, you'll need to, to avoid thieves." Robert added with a chuckle.
The priest, from behind his naked human barrier shouted back, "I will not forget this, nor will God. He will see that the wicked are punished, and sent into the depths of hell, and I will pray that he might make me his tool in your untimely and painful demise!"
Logan snarled and lunged, which made the priest whimper and stumble backwards in his fright, ending with a glorious flip when he tripped over one of his guard's body. With this all the guards got up and started to run away while the obese priest had to crawl a few feet before he remembered how to get up, then ran away trailing the rest of his group.
Rogue glanced around at her group, making sure that there were no major injuries, and then let out a triumphant cry. One by one her group members joined in until they completely overwhelmed any other noise. Rogue ran over to the carriage and hopped onto the lead horse's back.
"Everyone, grab a cart, meet yah back at camp!" And then urged the great black steed into a gallop. Their noise level running to the road as compared to their leaving was like an ant compared to a charging herd of elephants. The underbrush broke and cracked underneath the carriage wheels as Rogue led the horse through secret paths known only to her, and her people. After they moved all the carts she would have to send a group back to disguise their tracks to foil any effort exerted by the priest when he reached the castle of Xavier and his queen.
As rogue rode the horse into their small hidden village she was greeted by several dirty children, who were far too skinny. They all laughed and skipped next to the carriage, trying to keep up and when she came to a stop in the middle of town, the imps swarmed all over the carriage and herself. Within seconds she had two little girls on her lap, tugging on her famous white pieces of hair and giggling. Soon Rogue heard some more crumbling underbrush and saw the rest of her team following her with two more carriages. Rogue deposited the two kids back onto the ground and ran back to her team.
"Logan, Ah need yah to select a few villagers to grab some of this stuff and go tah the surrounding villages and distribute it to those who need it. Kitty, yah job is tah take some of the gold and buy some medicine, and take someone with yah. Robert, Ah need yah tah check our weapons supplies;" Then Rogue saw a familiar face out in the crowd and grinned, "Sage, thanks for the tip off, go back to the castle and see what other information you can pick up." Rogue finished her orders and watched her people split up and set out for their tasks. As for Rogue, she had an old friend to visit.
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