Doing his best to absorb the energy of the attack, the blast sends them backwards. Almost immediately resulting them becoming unconscious. The trees creating a semblance of protection. Moaning, she and the others begin to move; feeling the hands on her jacket before she is hoisted up. "E's' t'hr', my belle." "What did you do, Remy?"
Before they can answer, "Robin Hood, you are to be tried with crimes against the crown." "Robin Hood?!" Looking down, they see that their clothing fits these strangers. And that they are looking at Remy. "And who are you?" "I am Sheriff of Nottingham." "Slym?!" "Hold on." The team waits for the signal. "I hope it is soon. They don't appear very gung ho."
Sitting in the tree's branches, "if we really did go back in time, how are we going to get back?!" "The more important issue is how we will escape the law here. And not be accused of witchcraft?! We barely managed the first time." "Or keep Remy in check, you know he might try to live up to the reputation?!" Turning at this, she sees the space no longer occupied. "Great?! REMY! REMY!"
"Wait, Rachel, I thought this was a story similar to a fairy tale?! Yet, Gambit's name keeps being mentioned." "But it is. Remember he is Robin Hood, which fits a thief's agenda. And Robin was one of the greatest." "But we want a real fairy tale!" "I assure you I am not done. There is still plenty of magic, mayhem and time travelling to be done. Unless, you don't wish me to finish it?!"
The bandits' backs are leaning on each other's. "Well, looks like this is it?!" "After all, we have been through, it can't be." "We can't very well reveal ourselves." "And why not, Slym? We are about to be imprisoned anyway?! At least, we will have a fighting chance this way?!" "My belle is r'gt. W'n I g'v th' s'gn'l. Hi'd'g is p'nt'l's now." His eyes begin glowing red as his hands charge with yellow energy. His bo held in front of him. Before they can move, the blue energy surrounds them before they are gone.
Looking and seeing the cave roof above them, "where are we?" "You're safe." The miniscule light barely illuminating the forms. A brown-haired man is quickly joined by two female brunettes, a white-haired man, a blonde-haired man and a green haired and blonde-haired one with pointy ears. "What are your names?!" "We don't have any and if we had, we have long ago forgotten them.
"We simply go by our strongest attributes. I am Mage. This is Archer, Fighter, Speedster, my twin. Changeling, Blaze, Marksman, Soldier, Assassin and Seer. And you are Robin Hood and his Merry Men, yes, we know. Though, we hadn't thought all of you could have been cornered that easily." "A f'uk'. I as're you. Cat'h'n' t'hs th'i'f' is hd'r to do t'n th't." "Uh huh?!" Turning to Anie, "what did he even say?!" Blaze asks. "Trust me, you get use to it. And then, it isn't hard when you run it through your mind. But he said it was a fluke. He assures you. And catching this thief is harder to do than that." Stopping and thinking about it, Marksman nods her head. Shrugging her shoulder, "that actually makes sense."
Do you actually speak English?" Moving forward at the Speedster's question; "of c'rs, I s'pk En'li'h." "Could have fooled me." Stepping in his way, halting his moving further. "Okay, take it easy there, Remy." Turning to face the young man, "I would cool it if I were you." "You have to forgive, my twin. I apologize for him. He can tend to act without thinking." "Mage, I don't need you to protect me. I am older after all."
"Mage, we aren't actually from around here. Maybe you can help us get back to where we come from?!" "I can try. Where do you come from anyway?!" "A land far away from here is probably all we can give you." The male nods his head. "Very well then, we thought we were the only ones like us. We will do what we can. But until then, you are our guests."
Lighting the match, he places it against the candles' wick. Seer, Changeling and Speedster next to him. Lifting off the ground, blue energy encasing him. His arms reach out as a portal opens, giving a glimpse of machines. "Don't worry, the others will keep guard. Talking like this is still weird." Seer moves his hand against midair, creating a semi-circle of black and white energy. Wisps of Mage's blue energy gravitating to it.
It quickly closes. As Mage sets himself back on the ground. "I'm sorry. Clearly, I need to work on this more." Anie stands by him. "You're doing your best. And we appreciate it. In the meantime, we will go out and help those we can." "We could help." "Nay. Possibly exposing yourselves wouldn't be a good thing." Anya tells them.
Looking down at the rejection, Mage incrementally nods his head. "She says it, because she doesn't want anything to happen to you. We don't doubt your abilities. You have definitely managed so far without us. But we have seen how ugly and dangerous it can be when people can see what ones like us can do. And we don't want that for any of you. All of you deserve to have long lives."
"They are right. People are allowed to be themselves more where we come from than here. And yet, still there are people who would persecute us for us simply being ourselves. It is more difficult in this time." "Time?! So does that mean you are from the future?!" Slym nods his head. "Yes, and we are trusting you to keep this a secret. But in the meantime, we will help you since we seem to be stuck here."
Kicking the wheel, "of all the cursed things!" Stepping out from behind the tree, "well t'ht is a v'ry int'r'tin' way for a w'mn to t'lk, v'ry r'fr'sng'." The two guards accompanying her, step in front of her and her maiden. "Easy there. We don't wish to harm you. But we will have no proclivities doing so." Anie says stopping by Robin's side. The others standing behind them. "Y'ah, well, we don't take orders from low life, two bits thieves."
They are on their backs the next moment. "T'hr is n'th'g t'o b't ab't my th'v'ng. Or h'w my mes amis o'pr't, non?!" The woman looks down before, looking at them. Her companion remaining behind her. "Y'u a'r n't af'rd of us?!" "And why should I be? None of you have threatened me, yet. Besides, I should apologize. They were being rude. And I know if you really did mean us harm, clearly by that display, we would be dead already." The brown-haired woman with a single streak of white in her hair says.
Upon seeing this, "Beau, we really should leave. That is." Turning back to face the woman, bowing. "W'l it is't ev'ryd'y we m't r'l'ty." Pulling a flower out of midair, he hands it to her, winking. Before taking her gloved hand, kissing it. Anie rams her elbow into his side, clearing her throat. "We really don't have time for such gestures! Quit flirting already, I swear your antics are going to get us in serious trouble one of these days."
Dropping her hand and stepping back, "p'ry t'l wh't is t'y n'm, mon chere?!" "It is Marian. And your lover is right, I know who you are. You should really get out of here, before you are caught." Shifting their gazes around, "oh, you have nothing fear from us. I assure you; we won't say anything. And not one word of this is to be spoken to Henryk or The Sheriff." Marian looks down at her guards before climbing back onto the wagon.
"My lady, what is thy doing?" "Waiting Hadari. One of them will go and bring help." Seeing that they are now alone. "But my lady, this riff raff could still very well be lurking; waiting to pounce." "Of please, they may be thieves who come in the night. But they have yet to show such underhandedness by waiting. We know that isn't his nor his men's style by now."
"But my lady?!" "You will do as I command. And nay, you will not breathe a word of this to Henryk, do you understand?!" "Yes, my lady!" He bows before making his way toward the village. "Is it really wise to let him go alone?" "Aye. He knows if he breaks our confidence, I will report this to my brother." "But my lady? What good does that do, he is off in The Crusades. What if he never returns?!
The Sheriff and Henryk of Gisborne may be doing their best to seize control during his absence. But I know mine brother, Christian would never easily let himself be beat by such things. Nor will he take kindly to his station being abused and treated in thus a manner. Now Hadari, we will simply wait and let this meeting be of no consequence. I have no desire nor need for such a man anyway."
