Sherwood Forest: Outlaw's Camp ~ Carter's POV:
I moved my feet forward. Left. Right. Left. Right. The leaves crunching beneath my feet. I tried to stalk into the camp as quietly as I could. How many were there going to be? 5? 6? More? I knew he had a gang but I didn't really do much background research. My blood boiled. I was here. My enemy... the backstabber... The man that murdered my brother! Sweat beaded along my brow-line as I placed my right foot onto the wooden floor which marked the entrance to the camp and then I picked up the left one. I moved past a large man with a horrific beard and a skinny one with a large nose. I think it was... Allan-A-Dale? and... Little John! That was it. My eyes scanned along in the dark looking for Locksley.
With my sword in my right hand I made my way to the back of the camp, I could hear rhythmic snoring and I wiped the sweat that had formed from my head with my left hand. The moonlight seeping in through the cracks in the roof. My eyes widened as I saw a dark figure laying across a bunk and his bow and quivers were spread across the floor beneath him. As I became only a metre away from him, his eyes started to twitch. His breathing became rapid and his hands started to waver around by his sides. He was murmuring things. Names I think they were.
'Marriaan...Need...I'm...Sorry...Much?...If I don't make...tell...her...I love...her...Much?...Marian...My Marian...' I stood there for a few minutes listening to what he was saying. Nightmares. Our punishment from the war. I got them every now and then as well. But who was Marian? I knew who Much was... He was Robin's lieutenant in the Holy Land. His servant. I shook myself mentally. I needed to stay on track. Focus.
I stepped one more step closer to Robin, I saw a paper document lying beside him and I slipped it into my own. His eyes opened in a flash they widened as he realised I wasn't meant to be here. He sat up quickly and went to grab his weapons but I was quicker than he was and I pushed a cloth over his mouth. It was washed with a potion that sends them into a sleep light state. He struggled to get free for a few seconds but his eyes started to close and his body became limp as it fell back onto the bed. I released the cloth from his lips and I tied his hands up with thick brown rope. Then finally, I slipped a bag over his head. I picked him up by the waist and threw him over onto my shoulders. I retrieved my sword from the bunk where I had left it to secure the rope around his wrists and I quietly stepped around the junk on the floor and made my way out into the woodland.
I closed the camp back up and began my trek back to my chosen place where I planned to finish the job.
Locksley Manor ~ Marian's POV:
It had been three consecutive days since the accident. I couldn't remember how or where it happened. My hearing was hazy but I could make out the soft tone from a man who I guessed was sitting beside me. 'Marian? Can you hear me? Apparently even though your in a coma... You can uhh... still hear me?' It was Guy. I heard him moan and sigh. 'This is ridiculous!' He said it with such frustration. I needed to tell him that I could hear him. Tell him it was all going to be just fine. That I was going to be fine. But I couldn't I felt like something was weighing me down. I twitched my fingers slightly. I felt them brush the covers. I couldn't be in a coma? I swallowed. If I was then I wasn't now!
I tried to speak but instead I coughed and spluttered. I felt Guy move really quickly and his hand cupped my cheek. 'Marian?'! Marian wake up! Thornton! Quick!' I heard him shouting as I peeled my eyes open with force, it hurt so much, my head throbbed and my arm ached. 'She's awake!' I heard him scream with delight as I gazed up at him, my eyes started adjusting to the lighting and the surroundings as I stared at him. Once they had focused I noticed that Guy had been crying. His skin tarnished with red blotchy patches around his eyes. Tears brimmed his eyes again as his lips came crashing down onto my own. They showed passion and hurt. It must've killed him with my like this. He looked like he hadn't slept a lot.
'Guy?' I forced out a whisper, my voice weak. I felt weak. I hadn't eaten in days. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and the door flung open. 'Lady Marian!' Thornton cried as I smiled the best I could. 'Thornton' I whispered again. My arm felt heavier than the rest of my body...
I tried to lift it as I struggled to sit up. I let out a shriek as pain shot through my arm. I felt dizzy. 'My arm...' I said as I gazed down at it and pulled it closer to me to hug it. There was white bandages wrapped around it, there must've been about five layers. There was also a sling around my neck securing my arm in a specific position. I frowned with anger and frustration and fear. I was scared. If I was honest. I was really scared.
Guy found and squeezed my hand with reassurance. 'You've broken it' He said it and bit his lip as I groaned and flew my head back against the backboard of the bed. I flinched again as my hand flew into the air and traced across the right side of my forehead. Bandages. 'My head?' I asked wanting to hear what I'd done to it.
Thornton spoke this time. 'You hit it when you fell and you cut it on a sharp rock. t's a pretty deep cut so don't go prodding it!' He warned with a sympathetic smile.
I slipped my legs around and off the bed. 'I need to get up' I struggled to my feet and clenched my teeth bearing through the pain. Guy's arms whisked around my waist protectively. He frowned and raised his eyebrows.
'Do you really think that's the best thing to do? You should rest?' He told me, it was more of a commandment than a suggestion or question but I shook my head.
'I'm not tired though' I replied as I slipped my hand into his. He laughed and replied, 'That doesn't surprise me! I think you've slept enough!' He sighed and helped me downstairs and into one of the chairs.
'Give me a day and I'll be back to normal' I said cheerily. Genuinely believing that Ii could do it. I could get better in no time!
Clunn: Village Barn ~ Third Person POV:
Carter sat there sharpening his sword blades against one another. The metal scratching and making a very high note.
Robin stirred as the noise awakened him. His eyes opened. He stared into the roof, it took him no longer than a few minutes to realise where he was. He tried to pull his hands away from each other, remembering the events of last night. But he couldn't. I stared down at them realising they were tied together. He was laying on the ground. I rolled over and craned his neck to look at Carter.
'You! What are you doing with me?' He growled with anger as Carter smirked and laughed mockingly. He pulled himself to his feet and walked over towards Robin. He pointed his sword at Robin's neck and pushed the blade into it. Not enough to cut him, but enough to make him think. And quickly. 'Your going to kill me? With no way of protecting myself? Are you worried that if you allow the battle to be fair that you won't win? Coward' Robin spat the words out at him as Carter shook his head with a sneer to follow with it.
'Just wanted to watch you squirm before I allowed you to fight back' He laughed and thrashed the sword down across the rope that had tied Robin's hand together.
Robin leaped to his feet and grabbed the second sword that was next to where Carter had been sat before. He put it in front of him and they stood in front of each other. And the smashing sound of metal colliding began...
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