**Hi guys, I am so sorry for the delay in getting the next chapter to you. I have been crazy swamped with midterms and assignments but I will try my hardest to get the next chapter up faster than this one. Any way without further wait I present the next chapter.**
Last time...
It was looking to turn into Robin's favour as more and more guards went down. He looked around for his gang; Allan and Little john were working together, bouncing guards off each other. Kate and Tuck were closing in on a group of guards, that's when Robin noticed Much, battling off two guards at once and not noticing the archer behind him. Robin reached behind for an arrow, only to grasp air. He was out of arrows, and more than 20 yards from Much, a sinking feeling filled Robin as he know he would not reach his friend in time, he cried out a warning.
"Much behind you!"...
Chapter 2: No Envy No Fear
Time seemed to stop as Much slowly turned around, the archer stood his ground, arrow aimed straight for Much's heart. The archer pulled back and fingers ready for release. Suddenly Guy swooped in and cut the archer down throwing his shot off. Instead of hitting Much in heart, the arrow struck his left shoulder. Much cried out in pain as he staggered slightly losing his balance, while still trying to fight off the two guards. Guy pulled his sword out of the archer and proceeded to help Much, cutting the two guards down. Robin finally reached his friend
"Much your shot" Robin stated looking at his friend
"It's just a shoulder wound Robin, nothing too bad…I don't think. "
Slowly the gang gathered around Robin, Much, and Guy. The air was quite, the forest floor was now soaked in a sheet of red as guards, scattered like the leaves, lay on the ground dead.
"It could have been worse" Robin started "if Guy had not thrown off that archer's aim and if…"
"Sshhh" Guy hissed, interrupting Robin mid sentence
"Now that was rude" Much piped in "he was only trying to give you credit"
"Shut up" Gisborne hissed again, his eyes scanning as his ears strained to hear
"Guy can you get over your pride and accept a thanks for once in…"
Suddenly Guy tackled Robin to the ground before he even had time to finish his sentence as a guard emerged from the bush right behind where Robin was standing moments ago, thrusting his sword which would have gone through Robin's back if it were not for Guy's tackle.
Guy circled the guard as a predator would its prey, the guard lunged at Guy their steel met and the deathly song began. Guy struck a blow, sending the guards sword flying meters away.
"Surrender and we may spare your life" Guy stated, sword pointing above the other man's heart.
"You spare no one's life but your own Sir Guy" the guard spat back and lunged toward Guy who was not expecting the pounce and both men stumbled to the ground in a brawl.
From behind Guy the gang watched, Robin tried to aim but could not get a clear shot at the guard. As Guy tried to push himself towards his sword he noticed the guard pull a small dagger out of his waist band. Guy stretched his fingers, mere inches towards his sword.
The gang could not see what was happening as the two men continued to fumble around each other. The sound of steel piercing flesh filled the air, the guards face fell from triumph to one of pained surprise, his knees buckled and his body crumpled to the ground. A silence filled the forest as even the trees seemed to be holding their breath.
"You all right Gisborne?" Robin called from behind
Guy looked down to see a dagger imbedded in his side fairly deep, blood all ready seeping through. Slowly he pulled the dagger out, flinching slightly and hiding it in his waster band. Before turning around to face the gang he tugged his cloak over top concealing the wound. He saw no point in telling the gang of his injury, they would not care any way. He was not one of them he would never be the last thing he needed was their sniveling pity. In their eyes he was a murderer and nothing would change that. The only person who could care for him was himself, something he learnt a long time ago.
"Fine" came Guy's response as he turned finally facing the group
"Guy I want to apologize for yelling at you, I did not realize you were telling us to be quiet because you were trying to hear something. I want to thank you, if you had not pushed me aside in time, it would be me lying on the ground instead of that guard." Robin finished looking at Guy straight in the eye. He would have never thought he would be thanking Guy of Gisborne but here he stood doing so.
"Don't mention it" Guy stated
"All right gang, let's get these carts back to the villages. Allan and Little John you take the wagon back to Cunn's. Kate and Tuck take the wagon back to Easterbrooks and take Much with you, Kate you drive so Tuck can tend to Much's shoulder wound. Guy and I will take this wagon back to Locksley and we will all meet there before going to the camp for the night."
The gang slowly dispersed and the wagons started their journeys back to their rightful villages.
After an hour of quite, Robin decided to break the silence. He would not spend the next two hours to Locksley in this deathly silence.
"You fought real well. I think your slowly starting to win your way into the gang."Robin paused looking at Guy "Who would have pictured me an outlaw, alongside you"
Guy started to laugh but soon stopped as a hot pain shot through his body, a pained grimace taking over his features.
Robin looks over at Guy "You all right?"
"Yeah fine, just a scratch from the fight."
"In all seriousness Guy, thank you for saving my life"
Guy is silent for a moment "I am slowly coming to realize the reason for your ways Hood. Your gang needs you, they need their leader, England needs a leader and it is you. So do not thank me for saving your life, just show me it was worth saving and let us defeat Isabella and Prince John."
Robin turns and smiles at Guy. It was hard for Robin to believe a few short weeks ago Guy was his enemy. But now he was slowly growing on Robin, and even though his thanks was hidden in humor Robin knew what he meant to say.
The consistent bumping of the wagon was not helping Guy endure the ride any easier. The pain was intensifying, snaking through his body like an endless current. He could feel the blood coming through this tunic and now through his leather armor and slowly seeping into his black cloak. Guy battled to stay conscious, he needed to stay awake and alert for any dangers that may come along the road, but his eye lids felt so heavy, almost like bricks and soon it was too hard to fight. Slowly he gave in to slumbers warm embrace.
"What do you say to sleeping inside the camp tonight? I think you've earned it." Robin asked
Silence was his only answer
Robin looked over at his companion to see Guy slumped over silently sleeping. Robin marked it up to a tough day's fight and smiled. "Get some rest my friend."
The last wagon was unloaded in Locksley as the village people stood around smiling.
"Thank you Robin, thank you for everything" says Arya the healing woman of Locksley. "If you ever need anything we are at your service"
"We're happy to help we must be going now, before the Sheriff's men turn up looking for us. Don't forget to destroy the wagon into spare wood." With a small smile Robin signaled to the rest of the gang to start heading out. The people of Locksley watched as Robin and his gang slowly made their way toward Sherwood Forest and a seventh member of the gang, all dressed in black staggering behind, slower than the rest, soon all members disappeared into the forests leafy haven.
**So what will happen to Guy? How long will he hide his injury and accept help? So there is the second chapter not the best but I'm trying. Let me know what you think comments welcome. – Lady Nymeria**
