Author note: Nothing belongs to me, everything belongs to those who wrote, Directed and produced the Movie 'Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves' in June of 1991.

All I own is my OC's I place in here; I do hope you enjoy! If you've read my previous stores of the Harry Potter, the Marauders Fox and its sequel I hope you'll enjoy this also! Wish me luck! :)

**This is T and or M rating, not really sure where I want this to lead too so bear with me for a bit. So, you've not only been given the rating on the introduction of the Fan-fiction summary, but also here on the first chapter.

2020

THIS IS A Will Scarlet/OC Fanfiction :)

Chapter 4

Ashley smiled tiredly, "Why not stay here Ash, I don't want you out there alone, you could get lost." Robin said with worry, and smiled with hope when he watched her cover her mouth with a hand to cover up a yawn, "And you're tired… You could fall asleep in the wild and get mauled by an animal."

Wulf and the others smiled, thinking this was Robins way of being affectionate towards a woman, which they would be wrong because when Robin looked at Ashley Dubois he saw a young woman who was like a little sister, he'd promised Peter he'd look after both sisters, and so he would, "She can stay in one of our small makeshift huts," Wulf piped up with a smile, John smiling with a laugh as he patted his son's arm gently, "Yes, please stay, at least the night Lass. The woods are more dangerous at night. Will, show the lady a place to sleep will ya." John's eyes hadn't left a grinning Robin and a smiling Ashley, she'd agreed to stay, and that was all that mattered.

They all thought the two were an item, which again they'd have been wrong, and Will was anything but happy to be doing anything for Robin or anyone who was involved with him, but he had done the task given to him either way, "Yeah, sure thing John, my lady." Will smiled sarcastically and had tried to sound it as well. However, he found it irritating that his dry sarcasm was not reaching his eyes nor tone as she made her way over to him to show her a place to sleep, 'She is magnificent.' "Uh, this way, Lady Ash-."

"Ashley," She said stopping him, she hated when she was 'properly' announced, she never liked being called Lady, her name was good enough. But his confused expression had her nearly giggling.

"I-I'm sorry?" Will was shocked, he really wasn't sure what she was doing, he'd heard her name many times as it was, so it wasn't as if he'd said her name wrong. He's eyes glanced over to a smiling and silently snickering Robin into his hand as he watched the scene unfold.

"Just Ashley, I was with the Crusaders for a year and a half, then imprisoned for six years, I grew away from the 'Lady' business. Truthfully, I never liked being called 'Lady' so it's just Ashley." She explained calmly.

Will couldn't help the smile that came to his face, she really was a rarity, and he'd decided to be playful and bowed to her and held out a hand, "My dear Lady, we could not be anything but most jesting with you now that we know what name to tease you with. Shall I escort you to a comfortable bed, as long as you forgive my previous stupidity towards you." Everyone laughed, cheered and whistled at the two as they joked.

Ashley hadn't smiled or laughed this much since she was back until that night and she knew he was simply being playful, so she played back by taking his hand with a wide blushing smile and kissed his cheek, "Of course, dear sir." The two smiled, Ashley giggling to herself as Will walked her away.

"I think Will may have just captured your lady friends heart, my friend." John said with a wide smile as he watched the two leave, he was expecting Robin to say something against it, but had been shocked when Robin simply nodded his head and gave, "Yes, it would seem so… She deserves something that makes her happy, she spent six years in a prison because of me and her brother. She tried aiding us, and we all ended up captured. For six years that girl was chained beside me and her own brother, scared to sleep. I promised her brother I'd look after her and her sister, and if he makes her happy, I shall say nothing besides the fact that if he hurt her… I'll kill him…"

John was speechless, he'd heard rumors of a young girl running off and joining the Crusades, but they had thought it was just a laughable rumor spread by those trying to get more young men and capable bodies to join them by saying even a girl will join them.

"You were in a prison together?" Wulf's smile now faded at the thought of Ashley in a prison, and the thought made him sick, "But she's such an Angel."

"I thought that was a bloomin' joke, a rumor started so the Crusaders would have more bodies to toss at the enemies over there." John's grey eyes were wide with shock, 'So it wasn't a rumor or lie, a young lass really did leave with them?'

Robin smiled sadly as his eyes stayed on the retreating forms of Ashley and Will until the two were out of his sight, "Yes, she did. She was eleven years old, nearly gave her cousin a heart attack, and her brother was clearly beside himself with fear. But Richard kept her with us, she was twelve when they captured us, Ashley had run out of arrows trying to help myself and her brother. We had both gotten pinned and she came out of nowhere. When her arrows had been exhausted, she drew her sword for the first time, killed five grown men before she herself got knocked off her horse and was disarmed." He spoke softly of the memory, it was still too fresh in their minds, they had been fearful they'd simply kill her, or worse had they decided they didn't need her.

"Richard? You mean King Richard?" Bull asked, shocked that such a young woman had done such a thing. "Yes, King Richard is hers' and Marian's cousin. Granted, he'd been less than pleased when he found her, no thanks to me. But he'd trained her himself. Him and his general's, she even came out with the rest of us and trained. She was magnificent when she moved, we all knew who she was, she never hid it from us, she'd laugh and dance and sing at nights when we celebrated victories, even sang on the saddened nights, gave us hope when we needed it. She and her sister truly are rarities in this lifetime. Spirited souls and feisty when crossed. Ashley can take me on better than you did John. I have the scar on my arm to prove it."

John and the others could only smile, "Well, a lovely story of her past, and yours friend, what's your?" He was merely curious.

"My story? My story started and lasted for years of a spoiled little rich boy who wouldn't even let his father be happy after his mother passed away, and out of anger and hatred left for the Crusades and became the man you see now." Robin explained sadly with embarrassment.

"Really, and what do we see now?" A man asked from off in the corner of the fire, Robin honestly had to think about that answer, and there was only one he could come up with, "A vengeful soul looking for blood and justice for his father's murder... Come along Duncan, let's get you to bed." Robin had changed the subject when he found his father's most loyal friend and servant stumbling about, he couldn't help the gentle laughter that came from him as he watched the drunken man, "Y-ye-es, sire." Duncan slurred with a snickering Robin helping him over to a small makeshift hut and helped him down to rest, "Sleep well my friend." With that everyone else moved to their own little places to sleep and they're minds left the real world for their dreams.

"So, you were with a rich boy over in the crusades?" Will asked, his curiosity getting the better of him, the two had walked around a bit, talking more about fun and games than anything and singing for one another while they laughed.

His question had silenced her for a bit and Will feared he'd offended her or brought up a sour subject, "I'm sorry, I wasn't -"

"No, it's fine. The only ones that know of it are Robin and Azeem because they'd been there firsthand. I just finally spoke to my sister about it recently so I'm slowly growing alright with talking about it. But yes, I was with Robin in the Crusaded. I was eleven, snuck aboard my cousin's ship dressed as an orphaned boy and they let me on. They signed me in their logs as Ashton, I was later given the nickname little Ash. To this day I still answer to Ashton, worst of all my middle name my cousin and brother used when I was in trouble," Ashley said with a saddened smile at the memory, "Dale! Move your arms more at an angle! Yes, now do that set ten more times." Richard had barked at her. She remembered why she'd been told to do her sets with her sword. She had played a prank on Richard, but he had still grinned after giving her the punishment and laughed once he'd re-entered the tent, "Smart girl," He'd said mostly to himself, but she had heard him and took the punishment with pride and did her set without complaint.

"May I ask what your middle name is?" Will's curiosity was overwhelming, he loved learning about her, and her voice was lovely. "…. Dale… Ashley Dale Dubois." She smiled with a bit of a giggle and Will laughed silently to himself with a shack of his head, "So, you are a rich girl," He was mentally calling himself a fool, thinking she had simply spared the food only because Robin and the other two were staying with them, but had assumed deep down she was of noble family, she looked clean and sat like a noble woman and spoke like one too. Will was scolding himself.

"My family is, yes, but I'm not spoiled Will Scarlet… What has made you so hateful towards people like Robin and myself that you think so little of the nobles with such hatred so fast upon meeting us?" Now it was her turn, she'd told him about her, a little. But she saw his hesitation, something about him was familiar but she knew she'd never met him before.

"My mother and I were wronged by a noble family. Our lives were ruined, my mother died, abandoned and alone and I grew up knowing that the family that wronged us were living in their warm homes likely ruining others' lives. The lord of the home that had claimed to love my mother, tossed her aside and left me abandoned and given the title bastard when his son tossed a fit… Sleep well…My Lady." Will bit out.

She didn't know why the thought instantly clicked in her mind, but it had, she'd chewed Robin out many times when he'd constantly groan about his father and the woman he was finding comfort in after his mother had passed, she understood why he felt his father had betrayed his mother, but it had been a few years since her death and his father had found someone to help his mourning come to a stop, "Oh my God. You're Lock-"

Will had panicked and moved faster than he'd thought he could, covering her mouth with a hand, the other wrapping around her, pulling her flush against him, but his eyes had stopped Ashley's words in her chest, eyes filled with fear, hate and sadness. "Don't say it…" Will whispered, his lips only an inch from his hand covering her mouth, both staring into the other's eyes as her own filled with wonder and sadness. He found sympathy, to his dislike, but his story was sad.

With no way to reply verbally Ashley nodded and waited for him to release her, "Please don't say anything Ashley."

"Will, he doesn't know… Robin doesn't know, he didn't know, and believe me when I say that your father likely didn't know either, why keep it a secret. This hatred will only make your life more angry and hateful to people… I know I'm not perfect, but there are some Nobles that have good hearts, unfortunately with Nottingham doing as he is, people like myself and sister, even Robin and his father befoer he was murdered have to hide our good nature or risk losing our homes as well, then how can we help those who need help the most, people less fortunate and those who suffer more than we."

Shaking his head, Will sighed, he couldn't let it get out. He did have the courage to say it to Robin, because he still blamed the man for his mother and his own misfortune. "Don't tell him…. He'll either figure it out or we'll die knowing that our brotherly bond was ruined because of his hatred for my mother and our father's supposed love." He was growing bitter, even as he looked at Ashley, his bitterness was making him not only envious but hateful, and he hated that himself. He was tired of being hateful and bitter.

"I won't say a word of the subject to anyone, Will. It's not mine to speak of either way… Good night and thank you for safe haven. Now, who's hut have I kidnapped so I know who to either expect crawling in or to thank them and apologize for possibly kicking them out." She wasn't blind, the hut was personalized outside and likely inside as well.

But at Will's grin he moved and crawled in himself, "Mine, it's late enough. Every morning is always a busy one. Well, come on, I'm not going to bite." He laughed at her hesitation and her smiling giggle as she crawled in and she found it surprisingly spacious, even when it looked small from a glance of the outside, there was enough room for three to fit comfortably. She would have held a conversation when she was inside and laying down, but she found that the moment she was laying down comfortably she was asleep instantly.

Will was left awake with a gentle smile as he watched her, grabbing one of his blankets he'd stolen from someone's caravan a few weeks back he draped the cover over her sleeping form and decided it was a wise thing to sleep himself.

Early morning came with a gentle glow and morning mist and birds chirping.

Ashley awoke to those waking up yawning tiredly and stretching rather loudly, but when she stretched herself and opened her eyes she found the hut all to herself, "Will?" With no response she left the small hut and rubbed her eyes of the stiffness of sleep and looked around, everyone was beginning to wake up and found Robin already up, off in the distance pulling on a tattered hooded cloak and a walking stick, his smile lit up at seeing her awake, "Come Ashley, I need to get you home, it is Sunday after all. I think your sister would be disappointed in you not going to Mass." He said playfully making her laugh, "Robin we haven't gone to Sunday mass in six years, I think the disappointment is no longer there. But yes, I do agree… Has anyone seen Will?"

"Went out earlier this mornin' with Wulf and Bull to hunt for food, Lass." John informed her with a grin.

"Oh, well. When he gets back can you thank him for me, give him my apologies for not being here to thank him personally?"

"Of course,"

"Thank you, John. Have a wonderful day. Tell Wulf I said goodbye." John had to smile, she'd remembered everyone's name that he could think of and she was thankful for their hospitality, even if it could have been a little hospitality it was hospitality nonetheless. He had to continue reminding himself she had spent six to six seven years in a prison and any little thing she was graced with, no matter how small, was a blessing to her heart. 'It's such a shame really, a lit'tle thing like that was locked in a prison for no reason at all for six years. But she knew the loss and gain of kindness in small amounts since bein' home. She understands the hardship those with little must go through each day, makes a person grateful for what they do have, no mat'er how poor.'

Will had returned back with Bull and Wulf, they'd found a deer and rabbits to their luck but when they'd come back Wulf had rushed around looking for the brunette wanting to tell her of their successful hunt but hadn't been able to find her, "Ashley?" Will was having issues finding her. When he'd found Azeem and Duncan still there, he'd been worried that Robin had taken off with her.

Wulf had run around the camp a short time and had found he too couldn't find the dear girl and decided to go about finding Will, hoping he had any luck finding her, "Will, where's Ashley…."

"Don't know kid, she ain't in the hut." Will said with a sigh.

Hearing his son and Will, John smiled with a sigh, "They left lads, Robin took the lit'tle lady home just ten minutes before you all came back. But she gives her thanks and apologize for not bein' able to thank ya in person and to say goodbye." He said with a sigh, patting his son's back with a gentle laugh, "You'll likely see her again boy, don't pout."

Robin had taken her straight home and left himself heading for Mass himself, it was still early so he and Ashley had plenty of time.

"Ashley! There you are child, your sisters' been in a frightful mess, where have you been?" Sarah scolded, but her worry soon faded when she saw Ashley's bright smile. "I was safe Sarah, it's alright. Robin brought me home. Now, I think I should quickly clean up and get ready for church."

With a nod Sarah went about to help Ashley bath quickly, "My Lady, the water isn't warm,"

"It's alright Sarah, it's warm enough and I'm just washing off." Ashley said with a smile, Sarah was still getting used to Ashley's strangeness for a Lady, but they'd realized that they wouldn't be able to change her at all, she'd suffered six years and that had set her foundation she had built upon. Sarah went about grabbing one of Marian's old gowns she hadn't been able to wear since she was sixteen, a light blue, silk gown with white long sleeves, her headdress was a white see-through silk wrap she wrapped her hair up and back out of her face and to use as a form of scarf for her neck. "I keep forgetting how beautiful these fabrics are, how soft. Sometimes I feel like the nobility life is too rich for me now, but it's where I was born, a station I can use to help the people that need help."

"That's how I've always viewed our fortune," Marian spoke from Ashley's door, "I can finish here Sarah, thank you,"

"Yes ma'am, I'll prepare the horses."

"Thank you, Sarah," Both sisters' said with a smile, Sarah had always loved the family, they'd always been so kind and generous.

Nottingham

Under Nottingham castle the Sheriff and his cousins, Guy and Adam, were visiting the Sheriff's witch, Mortianna, paying homage to their real religion and deity of the Darkness. "Did my parents truly request you to expose me to all of this." The Sheriff asked, his curiosity had begun to show over the years and he'd never really thought to ask these questions years before.

"Their dying wishes," Mortianna's old scratch voice spoke, "Having your cousins join us was yours and his options, I simply taught you." She said, her wicked grin wide, exposing her rotting teeth.

"You know," Guy began looking back to the cross Mortianna had hanging upside down over her demonic alter and put it right side up, trying to find the difference, unfortunately, he found none where many would gasp and faint and see the difference with pure insult, Guy, Adam and the Sheriff, saw no difference in either placement, "I can never really tell the difference," He finished with a sigh and putting it right back to Mortianna's liking, "It's alright dear cousin, neither can I." The Sheriff said with an annoyed sigh, "Well, time for Mass, appearances is very important to those people, especially on a Sunday." Adam said with a sigh, drawing a panicked and insulted look from her.

"Don't worry Mortianna, our faith lies with the old ways. Come along Guy, have your brother keep a look out for Locksley, I still want his head, cousin." The Sheriff said sternly, a glare in his dark eyes promising death for the next failure.

Guy simply nodded, "Worry not George, I'll have Adam posted with guards. Personally, I'm looking forward to seeing Lady Ashley." Guy grinned, George had grinned to his cousin and laughed.

"You fancy a sister of the same nobility bloodline I do, Marian's younger sister, dear cousin. If all goes as planned, we both may just have power over the throne." George laughed.

Church was pleasant, the Bishop had welcomed Ashley home, given thanks and prayers to the Sheriff for the Lord to "Give him the strength and wisdom to capture the outlaws that were threatening our way of life,"

It took Ashley all she had to not laugh at that load of horse dung. Marian had grinned at Ashley's well attempt at not laughing, her sister had caught on fast upon her return home. But Marian had no idea Robin would be at the church, she had barely recognized him simply because he was hooded and stank of horse manure.

Ashley had seen Robin over at the praying candles for the deceased, where Marian was currently praying for their father and brother and had noticed the Sheriff and his two cousins heading their way who were currently speaking;

"The Sheriff has the best black smiths of the county held up in his castle, making swords and armor."

"Any idea what he's planning?"

"No, but there is no limitation to the man's ambitions that's for sure."

Robin had silently laughed at Marian's response. But finding out what the prince on his head was he couldn't help but be just a little offended.

"Robin do something for me?"

"May I ask what it may be?"

"Take a bath," Marian whispered toward him, he'd smiled wide thinking it would have been something totally different that he had to smile with silent laughter at her request.

"A bath?" Robin asked with a grin, receiving a smiling nod he returned the nod and took his leave to speak with the Bishop regarding his father.

Ashley made a quick move to carrying a conversation with the Sheriff and his two cousins, "My cousin has informed me that Locksley has deprived you and your sister of some horses," The Sheriff, his eyes holding a glint of mischief and evil natures, Ashley had seen enough evil in the eyes of human, the only one who held some form of innocence in the Sheriff's gathering was his youngest cousin, Adam, he held no evil nature, but it was the company he was in that forced him to adapt. His 'innocence' was quickly fading in Ashley's mind, something that saddened Ashley on his behalf.

"Yes, and in a most disagreeable manner," Marian said quickly coming to her sister's side, trying to walk the gathering off away from Robin's direction he'd just taken towards the Bishop's personal quarters.

However, the sisters had somehow become separated when the Sheriff walked her towards the Bishop's quarters he himself needed to head in and Guy had interrupted Ashley's walk after her sister, taking her a bit away from the two speaking, "I'd hope, my Lady, that you'd allow me to grace you with a gift, in case you're in need of protection from the criminals that have robbed you already. I fear they may attempt to come back. My brother, Adam, has a few men that are in need of stations, I have given them the task of guarding yours and your sisters home -"

"Oh, thank you graciously, Lieutenant Guy. However, my sister and I are perfectly well looked after. They only managed to slip away simply because I didn't have my weapons handy." She said with a smile and bit back a laugh at Guy's confusion.

"Weapons, my Lady?" He was stunned, he didn't realize that she had any form of training, simply thinking she'd been captured when a camp was raided and had just been locked up in a prison.

"Yes, weapons, my cousin took to training me while I was away, I'm rather good. How else do you suppose I got home without aid?" She knew it would be wise to leave Robin and Azeem out of that, not wanting to cast speculation on her and her sister than they already had, especially since the Horse thieving was clearly a set up. Ashley had a feeling they'd likely still suspected her and her sister of aiding them, now she had to ask herself, how was she to get back to them without being followed?

Robin had spoken with the Bishop, but as he'd spoken to Robin as to what occurred, but the son of Lord Locksley was finding no truth in the Bishop's words to his horror, "He said, he must meet God with a clear conscious,"

Robin had glanced at him, the Bishop's eyes darting off from Robin's hard glance with disbelief, "You lie," Filled with anger and disappointment Robin swiftly moved from his seat trying to leave, but the second Robin had opened the door he came face to face with none-other than The Sheriff of Nottingham and his cousin, Guy of Gisborne. Knowing they'd likely kill him there or attempt to arrest him Robin pulled his dagger from his belt and cut the Sheriff across his left cheek bone causing him to scream from sudden pain, he'd been unready for the attack and had staggered back, he was thankful his cousin had caught him but the two had fallen against the wall as he shouted with pain and calling for the Guards to burst down the door.

Once they'd gotten the door open Robin was cutting the candle chandler that hosted him up into the rafters of the tower giving him an escape as the Sheriff rushed in screaming, "LOCKSLEY, I'LL CUT YOUR HEART OUT WITH A SPOON!"

"So, it begins then, good day." Robin said with laughter and vanished, climbing down from the high levels of the church down to the courtyard jumping off the backs of Horses and taking the Sheriff's.

"Close the gate!" His younger cousin shouted out, but they had no such luck, Robin had grabbed a shack of food that was being filled by the Sheriff's men from a food vender begging them to not take the food then knocked one on his backside that tried to stop him and the last before he could close the gates as he tossed his hooded clothes off him as he rode off, back into Sherwood Forest with laughter.

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