Quick Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Robin Hood BBC characters, I only own the Original Character.
This story will follow close to the TV series with some changes and new adventures thrown in because of the new character development.
A band of outlaws walked through the forest, laughing about something their poor cook much had said embarrassing him out of his wits.
There was no doubt that these were Robin Hoods men, being led by he Himself back to their camp which was still a good deal away but laughing and poking fun at one another was a good way to pass the time.
"Don't be such a sore spot Much." Robin laughed whole heartily slapping the man on the back. Much opened his mouth to reply when a scream erupted through the air. Much closed his mouth shocked, thinking for a moment that it was his mouth the scream had come from. When it was heard again, along with the grunts of men fighting. It was close, far too close.
"Come on then!" Robin said taking the lead heading towards the sounds of distress.
Robin stopped at the edge of the clearing where a man fought against another of Guy's men. The man was good as far as Robin was concerned, easily disarming the soldier before another came at him.
"What do we do?" Allan A'dale asked. bright eyes darting to locate all the men around the perimeter. There weren't many, that was good, it meant her was not looking for a fight, simply passing through.
"We better act soon before they get wise and all attack him." Robin said raising his bow. It disgusted him that Guy would sit there on his stallion and let his men do his work.
He wasn't sure why they were attacking the boy but he did not care, he was not going to pass up the opportunity to humiliate Guy and save an innocent.
Taking his aim he fired, the bow sliced through the air before lodging between guys fingers which rested on the saddle of the horse he rode.
His eyes widened, and his hand shot back in surprise, Guy's eyes darted around looking for signs of Robins men in the brush, but he couldn't see them.
"Split up." Robin instructed the men they nodded and left filling the gaps around the clearing. He watched as Guy looked around searching for him but not yet calling off the fight, Robin knew that Guy was too proud to send his men off on a hunt for him if he didn't know where he was. However, he also knew the man was idiotic enough to fall into the game, and not give-up until he found him.
"This has nothing to do with you Hood!" Guy yelled as the fight continued the poor boy now fighting two men and trying to avoid a third.
"You slandering Innocents has everything to do with me!" Robin yelled back, Guy hearing his voice turned his horse in the direction it had come from. He squinted trying to catch his silhouette in the trees but once again could not locate him.
"It's a runaway Hood! Ran into us on our path! He's not from here, so it has nothing to do with you!"
"Are you kidding? Runaways and outlaws are practically brothers!" He yelled a playful notion in his voice. Looking back at the still fighting group guy sneered.
"Have it your way!" Guy replied gruffly calling off his men. The man stopped his attack on the men and slowly attempted to back away from Guys approaching horse. "If he's with you, then have him." Without a hesitation Guy picked up what Robin assumed was a sack of gold, from his saddle and swung it down, hitting the boy in the back of the head with a hard whack.
He crumpled to the ground, motionless, as the men mounted their horses and took off in the direction of Nottingham.
Robin frowned and put his bow on his arm and ran out to the boy.
"You think he's alright?" Much asked. Robin knelt down beside the boy, he was face down, wearing a black hooded cloak, as well as brown pants, boots and a large green tunic.
He had seen men die from a hit like that, but he was almost sure that this boy was stronger then he looked.
Without a word Little John rolled the boy over on his back. Showing his face covered by a mask, only his eyes showing.
"Better to get that off him, if he's hurt he'll need a better time breathing." Roy pointed out. The men nodded and Will took the hood off the boy before removing the mask carefully, making sure to support the boy's neck.
"Oh my." Allan whispered as the mask fell from his face, revealing the long dark hair, and gentle beautiful features of a woman.
"What is that?" Much gasped all the outlaws turned to look at the man.
"I know you haven't lucky with the ladies lately-" Allan began.
"I know what it is . . . .it's a girl."
"I think that is established." Robin replied gruffly rubbing his jaw with a hand and staring down at the girl.
"Is she . . .you know?" Much asked timidly.
Robin pressed his lips together in a tight line, dreading this moment. He placed his fingers under her nose, feeling carefully for breath, he looked up at the men and nodded. "She's alive."
"And she's not bad looking." Allan grinned leaning over the girl.
"Allan." Robin warned looking down at the unconscious woman. "We need to take her back to camp." Robin said. "She needs to be looked after, she may be breathing but that does not mean she will stay that way."
"Robin you really think that is a good idea?" Roy asked, he was silenced by little John who gave him a stern look and picked up the girl, he did his best to not jostle her on the walk but she was so limp and fragile in his arms, he was terrified he was going to break every bone in her body if he held her too tightly.
Will took up the rear of the pack, he was concerned, he wasn't opposed to having a woman around the camp, or even having to nurse her back to health but what did bother him was what
Gisbourne had said. She was a runaway, but a runaway from where? What if she actually was dangerous, or a criminal? Not everyone was what they appeared to be.
When they arrived back at their camp Robin led little john to a bed inside the small makeshift platform surrounded by curtains that Will had made."Lay her there." Robin instructed pointing to a bedroll, little John nodded and laid the girl down. There was no deny the girl was pretty, even in her sleeping form.
"What do you think she was doing with Gisbourne?" Much asked aloud looking down at the girl. She looked past marrying age, but she still looked young enough to be escorted.
"Giz said she was a runaway." Robin said staring at the girl intently. "but I don't know what she could have done to get into a fight with him. We should let her rest, Will stay by her side until I come to relieve you, notify me if there is any change." Robin instructed to the young handsome boy. He nodded and took a seat next to the still motionless girl.
The men exited and headed towards the fire pit to sit and talk about their newest arrival."You think she's dangerous?" Much asked aloud around the fire.
"Much.. . ." Allan began.
"I'm serious, we saw her fighting Gisbourne's men, what's to make you think that she won't fight us?"
Robin grinned and slapped his friend on the back. "I think we can handle an injured girl Much."
"Robin!" Will yelled coming out of the bower. The ban of outlaws stood up abruptly. "Come quick!" he said. They ran to the bower to see the girl, eyes wide, body convulsing on the bed, sweating like crazy.
"What's going on?" Robin demanded.
"I don't know! She just started to shake and jump like that." Will declared getting nervous.
"She's possessed! I knew she was trouble!"
"Shut up much!" Robin snapped. A feeble whimper left the girls mouth as her body continued to spasm.
"What do we do?' Allan asked watching in shock at the poor girl bouncing on the bed.
"I don't know." Robin admitted. Watching as her arm smacked against her side, once, then twice, then three times.
"Check her pockets!" Allan exclaimed. It took little John, Will and Allan to hold her down while Robin grabbed the small vile in her pocket.
"What do I do with this?" He asked looking at the clear liquid in the bottle.
The girls body slowed to a hault, but her eyes were widened and her mouth hung agape like she was attempting to say something.
"Murf. . . Ganl" she managed.
"what?" Robin asked surprised the girl could understand anything that was happening in her state
"Mourgth. . . dr.. . .in . . .gk" she managed out.
"Drink? Drink . . . drink!" Robin exclaimed, "Open her mouth!" Robin demanded. Allan placed his hand on the girls jaw and forced her mouth to stay open, Robin uncorked the bottle and poured the liquid in her mouth.
He watched in awe she she slowly began to physically relax, the only thing shaking now was Much in the corner.
She was laying on the bed, limp and motionless once more, but she was awake and alert, looking around at the men standing in front of her. Will, little John and Allan released her from their grip and took a step back.
"Are you okay?" Will asked her letting out a low breath. She didn't answer just looked at the men with wide eyes.
"What is your name?" Robin asked her, voice soft and comforting.
"I-I don't know." she whispered. The men shared a look.
"Where are you from?" Robin asked her instead.
"I really don't know." she said large brown eyes widening in fear and shock.
Will looked at Allan who shrugged. He turned to the girl then lowering himself to look her in the eyes."It's okay, are you alright?"
The girl swallowed, and she nodded her head but her words deceived her "No." then she fell unconscious once again.
Authors note: Constructive criticism is encouraged and welcomed, as well as reviews, comments and questions. Please note that this is the first story that I am attempting to write in third person rather than from someones point of view.
This is a story I have been wanting to write for quite a while and I am hoping it will live up to the expectations I have for it.
Happy reading!
