Robin Hood:P

A/N: this is based on the new B.B.C T.V Robin Hood. Hope You Enjoy:D These are my own episodes.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!!!!! Quite a shame to boowoo Except my character Narra

On With the story!!!!

Chap.2: Brother Meets Sister

Robin POV

I was astounded that my sister was here. Last I had heard was that she'd went to London, to finishing school. I looked at her and smiled. Five years had aged her but not by much. She looked a lot more feminine than the 17 year old girl I'd left behind.

"Narra, I thought you were in London!?" I exclaimed.

"Is that what they told you? Ha, Gisbourne kicked me out after you left. Well actually he gave me a choice, get out or well you know, so I left, obviously!" she said grinning.

I smiled. It was good to see my sister smile after five years. I had longed for that sight. Her grey eyes smiled at me and her dark hair glistened in the sunset. I gave her another hug grinning.

She smiled once more then turned her attention to Much.

"Much!" she exclaimed smiling, "is your stomach still as big as your eyes?"

"Well, actually, it happens to be yes m'lady" he said indignantly.

Narra laughed at him, happy to see him then paused frowning, "Much, I thought I told you not to call me m'lady call me Narra. We are all friends here."

After that she went on grinning.

"So," I said, "I hear there is a new sheriff in Nottingham?"

"Yes there is," she said losing her smile, "he is a cruel man. I don't like him all his laws are harsh even when there is good reason for breaking them. Take Dan for example. As well Gisbourne is his minion, the sheriff will soon here that you are back."

"Maybe it's just as well," I said staring at her.

"Maybe," she looked down for a couple of seconds then regained her grin and winked at me, "I suppose you'll want to see Marion after all this time?"

"Yes I would like that very much," I said smiling.

Later…

Marion's POV…

"Marion, my daughter, Gisbourne has been displaying quite some affection for you. Do you wish to return it?" said Sir Edward.

"Oh father," I said, "You know that I don't like Gisbourne, but he would offer a certain protection, I guess."

"Yes that is true. You can't stay unwed for long."

"Yes, but no I do not wish to return his affections."

Then a slight rap came at the door. Who could that be, I wondered. I got up to open the door. As I opened it I saw a face that I certainly didn't wish to see. Robin of Locksley stood at my door way giving me a childish grin.

"Hello Marion," he said leaning heavily on the door frame.

"Goodbye," I said closing the door in his face.

He stopped it though. "Come now Marion, don't be mad. I just came to see you after the long crusade."

"You had your chance Robin, now leave!" I said infuriated that he suggested that I still cared for him.

"Marion, I need to speak with your father let me in!" he said barging his way into the house. That's when I realized the hooded figure and his always faithful servant, Much behind him.

The three walked in and stood there, Robin walked over to my father and started talking in low tones. Then the hooded figure reached for their hood and lowered it reveling a youthful face of a woman. Dark hair streamed out of the hood, shining grey eyes gazed at me questionably.

"Hello Marion," said the soft voice.

"Narra," I replied politely. For as long as I remember Narra and I had been friends, but then came the disagreement about Robin. When Robin had left Narra had encouraged him, but I on the other had had discouraged his because of our betrothal. I had wished he'd stayed at Locksley. But he chose to leave and for that I broke off the engagement and for that Narra had hated me, saying I was a coward.

"So how have you been keeping?" she asked nonchalantly.

"Fine, and you?"

"Oh the usual, or good as can be expected living under a tyrants rule."

I stared at her dumbfounded. Of course I thought the sheriff was a tyrant but I did not voice it out loud, to many prying ears and spies.

Narra moved toward me and whispered in my ear, "What, Still a coward are we Marion?" With the scorn of her words she walked toward Robin and seated herself beside him and started talking with my father as well.

Narra's POV

I sat beside my brother infuriated. Marion was still a coward in my eyes. Not reveling that she hated the sheriff as well. As I listened to my brother and the ex-sheriff discuss things I thought about my situation.

Ever since Robin had left five years ago everything had gone wrong. The hated king John took the throne and the new sheriff came to power. I left for London hoping things would be better there but they were only worse. The King killed peasants for no reason and so on. I joined a resistance group but we'd been found out so right now I was laying low. Most of my friends from the resistance had been killed off by the King but a few remained. I hoped so that we could be reunited again.

"…and so Robin you could be of more use to the people if you stayed on the counsel of nobles," said Sir Edward.

"Maybe you are right Edward, maybe you are right," Robin conceded lost in thought.

Sheriff's POV…

Stupid, stupid taxes! Thought I thought as I counted them no wait I paused in thinking STUPID peasants for thinking they can't pay them. ARRRRGGGGUUUHHHHH!!!!!!

Just then Gisbourne stalked in. "My Lord, Robin of Locksley has returned."

"Yes Gisbourne I know, now shut up I'm counting taxes!!!"

"Yes My Lord," grumbled Gisbourne as he stood sulking, tapping his foot.

I stopped counting and glared at him, "STOP TAPPING YOUR FOOT! It's hard enough without you doing that!"

"Yes Sir," he said.

"Good," I replied and continued on. Five minutes later I finished.

"Now Gisbourne what did you want?"

"My Lord, Robin of Locksley has returned and kicked me out of his manor."

"Blah de da de da, I don't care about the manor, all I care is that Robin is now on the counsel of nobles and he doesn't see how it works! He thinks those, uggg, peasants deserve rights! NO! I will not allow it," I paused from my rants and thought for a moment.

"Gisbourne I just had a brilliant idea. One of his peasants stole a bag of flour bring him in to be hanged!"

"But Sir, no peasant stole any flour."

"Idiot! This is how we are going to get Robin out of the way and you can get you silly manor back! Now, GO!

Robin's POV…

I walked down the path with Much and Narra. Just then I saw Dan come running to me.

"ROBIN! ROBIN!" he came shouting, "My sons, Will and Luke have be taken to the jail for stealing flour. They are to be hanged and they never commited any such crime. Oh Robin you must save them!"

"Calm down Dan, I'll see what can be done," I said gently soothing the old man.

Narra gave me a look and said, "See Robin, how evil this man can be!"

"Yes Narra, I realize now."

Later…

Narra's POV…

I eyed the guards warily as Robin sat and stared at the four men before him. I felt very naked without me sword and bow but of course they can't let one in the jail.

I turned my attention to the men before us. There was Will Scarlet, a young man handsome yet quite shy but vehemently hates the sheriff (who wouldn't). There was Will's younger brother, Luke. There was also another villager's boy whom I did not know the name. Then there was a man who claimed to be a man from the village which he wasn't. He was handsome a little older than I.

Robin could do nothing to save though. The sheriff had put him in a difficult position. All Robin could do was proclaim that they were from his village. That's when the sheriff came.

"Ah, I see you've met the men."

"yes," said Robin as he got up.

"Good, well you do realize that stealing flour is a hanging offense, right?" the sheriff said behind laughing eyes, of which gave his true intentions away.

"Yes," said Robin

I glared a Robin. Why didn't he say something? Why? He looked me in the eye and shook his head just as I was going for the dagger concealed behind my robe. He eyes said not now, not here. I gave him the most evilest glare I could conger up for not saving the boys.

We walked out of the jail and into the town square of Nottingham.

"ROBIN!!! What were you thinking????" I said harshly.

"Well you and I couldn't take on all those men we didn't have any weapons except that dagger. Which wouldn't make much of an exception would it?"

"No I guess you are right, but those poor boys."

"I know, but right now I'm going to talk to Edward."

"alright," I said, "but I'm not going."

"OK then," he replied and hopped on his horse and rode off.