This is my first go at a fan-fiction. Contains Will/Djaq, Robin/Marion.
This story is set about 7 months after Robin and the gang return to England. Will and Djaq have returned to England (5 months after they decided to stay in the Holy Land.
Chapter One
SHERWOOD FOREST
Much, Will, Allan, Little John, and Djaq watched as Robin walked off in the direction of the tree where he proposed to Marion. Their worried expressions all said the same thing; Robin was descending into depression.
"We need to do something. He's our leader and without him, the poor ain't gonna get any help. There has to be a way to get him out of this slump!" Allan half yelled.
"Everyone handles grief and death in their own way Allan. He'll get through this eventually. We just have to have faith in him," Djaq said gently.
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Robin heard his gang talking behind him as he walked towards the tree. No doubt they're talking about me, he thought bitterly. A few minutes later he reached the tree, where he had proposed to Marian, the love of his life, who was dead. Dead. Gone. Forever. There he remembered the words he had said to her,
The first time I held my bow I knew, it felt right like it had been made for me. That's how I feel about you. I promised your father I would protect and look after you. But it works both ways I look after my bow because it protects and looks after me and together we're stronger.
Before he could stop them, tears leaked out of his eyes and down his cheeks. He let out a howl of anguish, collapsing against the tree. He sat there, shaking with sobs until he couldn't cry anymore. Then he saw it.
A person was walking through the forest alone. Unarmed. Silently, he ran around the person until he was standing a safe distance away. Close enough to assist, but far enough to escape. Just then, the person collapsed, and the hood of their cape fell back. Curls cascaded down their back. It was a woman. Robin ran forward to help. He picked her up and carried her to the nearest tree, where he placed her in a sitting position, with her back against the tree. The woman's face was contorted in pain. Robin moved closer to help her. He looked into her face and his expression of concern turned to one of disbelief.
"Marion?"