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Chapter 6: A Most Daring Rescue

Confusion. Mass confusion. Everywhere, people were exclaiming in shock and surprise. Allan chuckled to himself. Now was the perfect time to cause a distraction.

Pretending to be intoxicated, Allan staggered close to a group of people. Falling onto a very pretty blonde, he tossed his arms around her neck and kissed her soundly on the mouth, much to her surprise. Suddenly, two beefy hands grabbed his shoulders and yanked him away from the girl. The imposing man was winding his fist backwards, about to punch the seemingly drunk Allan, when Allan's face shifted into a mischievous smile. "Just jokin'!" He said quickly before ducking. The man's large fist smacked into another's face and sooner than not, punches were being thrown and a huddle was forming. Backing away from that hoard of peasants, Allan shot the blonde a wink before racing over to the other side of the courtyard to head off the guards.

Loud murmurings and shouts began to bubble up in annoyance as the peasants angrily looked at the obnoxious fist fighting. Isabella, furious at this unexpected turn of events shouted to her guards to capture Allan, Gisborne, and Meg.

Frustratingly, his attempts at distraction were doing nothing more than causing mild scuffles, but glancing around at Giz and Meg as they scrambled to get untied, Allan realised they needed action. Guards were sprinting up to the executioner's stand where one of their own lay with a pointed dagger sticking in the middle of his chest, and with a sigh, Allan rushed at one of them to direct the attention from the stand.

Slamming his fist into a meaty cheek, one guard dropped. With a powerful shove, Allan pushed a tall man, and with a cry, the man swung around and knocked out another bumbling guardsman. Swiftly, a mass of leather clad guards came running to capture and control the fighters.

Noticing that the scuffle was edging towards their sheriff due to a group of strong townspeople, the guards shifted their attention to her and started to change direction.

"Fools!" Isabella shouted. Pointing at Guy and Meg she gave a loud order. "They're getting away!"

Marian chuckled at Allan's antics. He sure knew how to get a rise out of the people. Everywhere, guards were dropping like flies as the people got angrier and angrier. Women and children were running every which way as they tried to get out of the stony courtyard. Glancing up at Guy and Meg, she smiled as she saw that the distraction had worked. They were successfully freed from the tight ropes that had bound their wrists, and were now searching for a way down from the dias so that they could make their escape.

With a fluttering of her cloak, she ran forward to help them. Weaving in between the drawn swords and flying fists, she made her way to the center of the courtyard where the execution blocks stood menacingly. Jumping up with a flourish, she gave a cheeky grin to both Guy and Meg.

A small quirk of Gisborne's mouth told her he was glad to see her before he spoke. "Thank you for rescuing us, Marian." He said in a rumbling voice. Softer, he then murmured, "I'm glad to see you."

Turning away, from his intense gaze, Marian huffed. "Tell me that after we get out of here alive, and then maybe I'll accept your thanks. But, for now, you'll need this." From under her cloak she pulled out a sword that had fallen in the midst of the mini riot and thrust it into Gisborne's rough palms.

Jumping down from the wooden platform, all three of them began to engage in the fighting as guards surrounded them. Sword met sword, as flashes of metal were all that filled Marian's sight. Soon, they began to grow weary as more and more leather clad guardsmen rushed them nonstop. Marian was currently fighting a small man when she happened to look over to where Guy was. He strongly fought off two guards at once, but out of the corner of her eye she could see one more coming in for the kill where he was unable to see.

Pushing the small man away from her with a loud grunt she then shrieked his name. Suddenly Meg came flying out of the woodwork and ran in front of the offending soldier, sparing Guy but earning a nasty stab wound to the abdomen. Swiftly turning Guy croaked out Meg's name as he caught her before she fell. Helping her regain her footing, he quickly finished off the surprised guard before putting her arm around his broad shoulders,taking all of her weight upon himself.

Felling like they needed to leave before another one of them was injured, Marian scanned the mass of people for her special riot-starter.

Spotting him in the thick of the crowd Marian called out.

"Allan!" As his eyes met hers, she signalled towards the portcullis as she yelled, "We're leaving!"

A sharp nod of his head told her that he had gotten the message and would be right behind them.

Sprinting behind the retreating figures of Guy and Meg, they made their way out of the courtyard and into the bustling city streets. A small flock of guards were leisurely walking down the road, blissfully unaware of the fighting mere yards away, and Guy flipped his head around to glance at Marian. With a tormented look, she could see him wavering between getting to safety and staying to help her.

"Get into Sherwood and her to safety! I'll meet up with you later!" She commanded with utter confidence that she would find him again.

Still he paused. Rolling her eyes she motioned to the giant front gates. "Trust me! Now go!" She watched as the pair hustled out of the street before she turned her full attention to the oncoming guards. Adopting a frightened and concerned look she ran up to a tall guard and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Please!" She said, on the verge of fake tears. "Please, you must help! Me and my friend went to see the execution today, but then a riot broke out and they're going after the Sheriff!" A small tear leaked from the corner of her left eye as she lied openly.

At first the man had leered at her as she came closer to him, but when news of the people targeting Isabella issued from this unknown woman's mouth, the guard snapped to attention. "Who's going after the Sheriff?"

"One of Robin Hood's men! Please you must help!" As the group of guards started running into the fray, a small smirk lifted the corner of Marian's lips. Standing close to a shop front she waited until she saw the familiar face of Allan a'Dale sprinting down the lane. His tunic was slightly tattered and was much dirtier than before they had left the camp, a purple smudge was blossoming around his right eye and he was sorting a very colorful split lip. But regardless of his obvious injuries and lack of general hygiene, plastered on his face was a grin so wide as if to say 'Yes, I got into trouble, but man was it worth it.'

Letting out a small whistle, she alerted him to her presence and slowly he sidled over to where she was hidden.

"Now did I do good, or did I do good?" He spewed from his mouth vainly. With a small laugh Marian thwacked his arm.

"Good job Allan. That actually went better than I expected." She said with a victorious smile.

It had been worth risking both their necks just so she could see a floundering Isabella be forced into her castle like the miserable cowardly woman she was by a couple of townspeople. Gleefully she had watched as the self-righteous woman had been at a loss for words as they pulled off a successful rescue. And, if she was going to admit it to herself, it had been worth it to see Guy's look of gratitude on the stand as she came up to fight with him.

But no, that didn't bear thinking about. Robin...Oh Lord, what would Robin say when he found out she had deliberately disobeyed him..ugh. Really though, what was she to have done? Let Guy die? After all that he had done while in the Holy Land? No, she would face Robin's accusations when they came, and would gladly tell him that she could do what she pleases.

Allan cheeky voice snapped Marian out of her thoughts. "'Ey! Where's Giz and the girl? I thought they were with you."

Blinking she answered hurriedly, her sense of urgency catching up with her once more. "I told them to get into Sherwood. Meg was injured, I'm not sure how badly, and I told Guy to get her some help. We're to follow behind them and catch up."

"Well what are we waitin' for? I for one don't wanna be here when those guards come runnin' back!"

Poking her head into the street, Marian checked that the coast was clear before pulling on Allan's arm. "Alright Allan, let's get out of here. I don't want them getting too far ahead of us." She whispered as they made their way swiftly towards the front gate.

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