Author's Note: I know this is going to be a bit boring but I had to get the story going. I promise the story will get better. Please bare with me. Any criticism is greatly appreciated. Thanks.
The young woman had an idea she was being followed but she thought it best not to change pace. She could take care of herself. Isabelle continued on her journey as normal with the hopes of little problems. But her hopes were dashed when two men charged at her causing her horse to rear up. Isabelle fell from the horse but as she did she noticed more men surrounding her. Luckily, she saw an opportunity to get the upper hand. One of the men came too close to Isabelle so she quickly rose to her feet and pulled a blade from her leg and grabbed the man. She pushed the blade to his throat and stood so all of his companions could see.
"Um master some help please," said the man Isabelle was holding hostage.
"Quiet Much. Listen miss we are just a small band out outlaws looking to take some of your riches. There is no need for blood shed." A young man stepped forward but smartly, kept his distance.
Isabelle could see the two men that caused her horse to rear were targeting her with bows. Two other men were standing with a stick and sword behind the man that just spoke.
"I do not want blood shed either. Take whatever valuables you want just leave me the letters and the necklace with them and my horse." The young man signaled the two with bows to go through her belongings.
"If I may ask what is a young woman like yourself doing traveling through the forest alone?"
"I do not see why I need any one to be with me. I can take care of myself as you can see."
"That I can. And since you have no want for bloodshed how about you let my friend go."
"I think not. Now please take what you want and let me leave."
"Robin I think you should come see these," said one of the men that were looking through her things. It appeared he was reading some of her letters. But the letters did not bother her. They were only letters from her cousin what bothered her was the name.
"What is your name?" she asked as the man headed to her horse.
"Robin Hood. Why?"
"Nothing I thought you were someone else."
The man named Robin Hood glanced over the letters and whispered to the men beside him. Robin then looked up and stared hard at Isabelle. "Where did you get these?"
"My cousin. Is it wrong for me to write to my cousin?"
"No but who is your cousin?"
"I do not see why that is any concern of yours. But because I am growing tired of this game I will tell you. Her name Marian, daughter of Sir Edward." Everyone looked at Isabelle as if she said the magic word. Robin came closer to Isabelle. The blade tightened against the throat of her hostage.
"Isabelle is that you."
"How do you know me?"
"It me Robin of Locksley. You visited Marian as a child for a summer and we played together almost everyday." The blade in Isabelle's hand lower which allowed the man she held to break free and join his friends. Robin came forward and embraced Isabelle.
"I can't believe its you. I thought it was you earlier but you said your name was Hood."
"Things have changed greatly since you were last here."
"I know Marian has wrote of it." Isabelle and Robin spoke a little while the others stood back and watched. None of them knew who she was. After a minute Robin introduced Isabelle to the rest of the gang.
"This is Djaq, our resident doctor. And this is Little John and Will Scarlett. And Much I believe you have already met."
"I am terribly sorry about earlier. You understand I did what I had to."
"Oh yes Though I could have done without the knife," said Much.
"Again I am sorry."
"And this is Allan a Dale" Isabelle looked up and fell into the deepest blue eyes she ever saw.
"Nice to meet you," he said as he took her hand and kissed it. Isabelle's heart skipped a beat but she kept her composure.
"That's enough Allan. Isabelle should be getting on her way."
"Yes I should but I would like to know one thing first. Why are you robbing me in the forest. Last time I checked you had a rather large estate."
"All consequences of the new sheriff. We steal from the rich to give to the needy. But I am sure Marian will fill you in on all the details. Now hurry along nightfall is coming."
"Thank you Robin." Isabelle jumped onto her horse and turned to face Robin. "Here give this to the poor," she said as she threw a small purse to Robin.
"Nice to meet you all. I hope to see you all again." Isabelle said as she rode off on the trail.
