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.

THIS IS A Will Scarlet/OC Fanfiction :)

10/2019

Chapter 5

"WATER!" Azeem shouted as Robin came to a stop and grabbed the horse's rains as he dismounted, a smile wide across his face. But Azeem was anything but pleased, "Thank you," Robin said grateful for the water coming his way, but Azeem had killed his smile in seconds easily, "The water is for the horse! How can I protect you Christian if I know not where you are!" Azeem scolded, anger in his eyes and trying not to huff.

"You barely lift a figure when I do need aid, oh Great one." Robin bit back with slight irritation and began dumping the contents of the sack he'd stolen on his way out of Nottingham and grabbed a large thing of bread.

"You've caused a bloody mess now, 'aven't yeh Locksley." John grumbled with annoyance, yet Robin found the humor and laughed a bit as he jumped over the large fallen tree, "Are you scared John?" Robin said leaping from the tree and over to Duncan, and gently patted the blind old man on the arm and gently spoke to him as he handed the faithful servant the bread and smiled when he took it, "You need food old friend, eat. Get the strength back you've been missing."

"A little," John cracked at Robin with some annoyed sarcasm, his last name just happened to be 'Little' had only made Robin laugh and John to glare with annoyance.

But another was bound to force his voice to be heard with fear and irritation, trouble had come in more numbers now thanks to what Robin had done, hence the fear that had set in. "You've started a war!" Will Scarlet shouted, storming towards him and Azeem, "There was already a war Will." Robin stated. He was really getting annoyed with the young man, but something about him really did look familiar, he could just never put his figure on it, so he'd left it be for the time.

"And what did you supposedly think the Sheriff and his henchmen are going to do when they find out you're in here? What will they do to the people! We suffer already!" Will was scared and very upset, Robin had made things worse for the people and wasn't seeing it. Simply assuming the sheriff and the others would just target him and those who may be following.

"They'll likely try something." Robin stated, Azeem glared a bit at Robin with shock, "Be careful Christian, these are not warriors, nor fighters, but farmers, you remember that, they can only do and handle so many things." Azeem offered his wisdom and council, something Robin was obviously in need of, but the man had quickly, and rather rudely, brushed him off.

Their issues were just beginning.

Nottingham

"Take their live stoke! Starve them out! I WANT HIS HEAD ON A SPIKE!" Nottingham screamed with rage as the scribe readied the needle and thread to sew the nasty wound on his cheek.

"Why a spoon Cousin?" Adam Gisborne asked with confusion, he'd been thinking about that for the last few hours and hadn't figured it out yet.

"Because, it'll hurt more you idiot!" George screamed, and Guy had simple laughed. Adam was constantly being called fool, idiot, moron and useless the past eight years and longer of his life, but he was always failing at his job so maybe he was, but he never felt belittled nor torn down by his brother and cousin saying such things, he felt nothing really, no sadness, no sympathy, no anger, nothing. He was more emotionally mute than his brother could be, neither cared for nothing, except his brother was like their cousin, always craving a sexual interaction where Adam didn't care nor crave it. He found it funny that many thought Guy was more deranged than he was, that he was 'innocent' more than his brother and George, neither was true, he was just as tainted as they were, if not more.

Dubois

"Ashley, you are not going out there!"

"Yes, I am. They need warned that Nottingham's men are terrorizing the people. The Sheriff spoke directly to you Marian, showed interest, one I don't much care to see!"

"I don't see where you have a right to speak upon that subject Ashley Dale Dubois!" Sarah spoke up, "Guy of Gisborne showed his interest along with his cousin to you and your sister!"

"I know Sarah, but Marian is a Maiden, she couldn't best Guy or his brother, maybe not even George himself, his men, now that's a difference because their always drunk off ale and mead!"

"Ashley Dale!" Marian scolded, she was in fact offended, her sister just called her a damsel in distress!

Ashley, having enough of her older sister attempting to feel she could take on someone with more combat training then she had grown tiresome, but the aid Ashley had given her in fixing some of her faults with the swords and some combat Marian didn't have the trained skills Richard had taught her himself with Robin and Peter giving her lessons in archery, "Marian, you know I'm right." Ashley sad with a stern look, one Marian couldn't help but huff at.

Marian was still seeing her baby sister, her sweet, gentle blue-eyed baby sister she loved so very much. Now she was a Woman, a warrior trained woman who could track in the darkest of nights and not have any problems, "Yes, I suppose your right on that, but you're still not going out there! and that is final!"

"Really? You don't want Robin to know what his actions have cost many people already not four hours after his 'grand' exit? Their food, homes and more. They are supposed to be his people, correct? They are our people, correct Marian? I can find them easily, but it's going to be how fast and how well I can find them if George Nottingham can catch them? It's also about moving those men and the families that are likely already moving into their camps."

Marian sighed once again, rather annoyed that her baby sister had a point. If families were swarming to those that are camping and hiding in the Forest Nottingham will likely have them followed, then what? More death and mayhem? The people had suffered enough. "Fine, but take food and clean water with you, some clothes."

"Why? Are you thinking I may not come back?" Ashley teased, she knew her sister and Sarah knew how she felt about all the fancy things now after returning. She wasn't used to it. It felt too rich for her now, simple was lavishing enough to her as long as she had food, water and a bath daily she knew she'd be perfectly fine.

"I know how you are Ashley, you never liked being inside these walls, family you loved yes, but this life was always too much for your liking. That, and they could likely use the material. We'll pack up a horse for you and another for the travel. Go ahead and get your bath and things ready, if anything we should have you packed and ready to travel within two hours." Marian didn't like letting her sister out of her sight, but she knew her sister could handle her own, quiet well actually, she'd seen her practicing out in the fields and had given Richard many thanks and a lot of credit for teaching her in such a manner, she wasn't quick or vicious, she was smooth and glided with her swords, when she first began and Marian had watched her go in with her speed slow and found that she could move and wondered if Ashley was taught by someone other than Richard. She didn't move or glide like an English soldier or lady, she just glided like the elements of their earthly home, something that mesmerized Marian.

The hours ticked by and the horses were ready for leaving.

Ashley had dressed herself in another simple wool dress, dyed blue, her leather wristbands laced, a leather laced chest armor with her belt holding her swords. Ashley smiled happily to her sister and hugged both Marian and Sarah when they handed her bow and quiver holder before mounting her horse and tied the packed horse to her saddle and took off for Sherwood Forest. On her travels towards the forest she found several villagers heading in, a pregnant woman seemed to be panting and having difficulty.

Ashley slowed her horses and the other two horses to a slow trot next to the woman and dismounted to walk with them, "Are you alright? What happened?"

"The Sheriff and his cousins raided our homes, burned the village half to the ground, very few are still living there, simply because they have their homes still intact." The woman informed her, she was sweating and seemed to slow to a stop, some stopped to check on her as they continued but she continued to brush them off, "I'm alright, I'll be up with ya all in a while. Just need a rest is all." And they were left in the dust of the slowly evacuating villagers. Ashley had seen a few children had been harmed, beaten, others, older and younger same, but Ashley feared for the young woman that seemed to be hanging their heads low in shame and looking around for those who may stare, she knew that look and it made her sick.

"My name is Ashley, may I have yours?" she asked, but she saw the woman's hesitation, her eyes traveled over her and her weapons. Ashley honestly felt as if she was being judged, but she soon smiled when the woman gave her a name, "Fanny,"

"Would you like some water and a ride? After all, I'm not the one that's pregnant and you seem like you could use some kindness and aid."

"I don't normally take help, but I am exhausted out and very thirty, a drink would be very welcomed, thank you." Fanny painted with a thankful nod as Ashley gave a smile and handed her the water skin, "Once you have your drink, we can get you on the horse, I have a feeling we're heading in the same direction either way."

"Thank ya Lass." Fanny was ever so appreciative of Ashley, even helped her up onto the horse and walked with her and the two carried on a conversation, Fanny telling her about the attack, some of the girls have been attacked and violated, some mothers had also been in front of their own children, many hurt badly or killed and the live stoke had been stolen. The village had been left with nothing, "Guy and Adam of Gisborne had me home burned down. They was lookin' for my husband, John."

Stunned she was hearing a possibly familiar name Ashley continued her smile of relief that they were in fact heading the same direction. But her curiosity had grasped the better of her, "John? You mean John Little?" Ashley was taken for a spin, and Fanny seemed to have frozen on the horse when she asked, possibly fearful Ashley was a spy sent to find them, "I'm not dangerous to you or your family Fanny. I'm a friend. I swear, you can ask him when we arrive if you like."

"Just to be sure I think I will. I have children that is goin' in there."

"Understandable. How far along are you?"

"Possibly four, maybe five months," Ashley saw her smile brightly, she was excited, and what mother shouldn't be excited to be having a child? Whether it was her first or her eight.

Two hours had passed, and Fanny had wished to dismount to walk the next few miles to her husband, Ashley had smiled when they heard Wulf shout, "Father, they're here! Mother is here!"

"Fanny?" John had shouted with shock and worry as he and his son had rushed to the ginger haired woman, she only smiled at seeing her son and husband alive and hugged them both, John checking the baby Fanny still had yet to birthed, "The child is fine, I am fine. Ashley found us on our way in,"

"Ashley is with you? Where?" Wulf asked with excitement and looked behind his mother smiled wide and dashed towards the smiling brunette, "Ash!"

Laughing, Ashley was shocked she and Wulf had nearly toppled over when he ran into her, arms tightly wrapped around her, "You came back,"

"Of course, I came back. Why wouldn't I?" she asked rubbing his back as she hugged the boy back. The parents smiled, and Fanny found she relaxed knowing one of her eldest had in fact enjoyed the young woman's company and John explained to her how they had met. Something Fanny enjoyed the story of hearing. But their laughter didn't last long when Will's voice shouted out after a member of the evacuated village shouted out, "Look! Look what they've done, this is what you've caused!"

"I've just heard wind that the Sheriff is rewarding 500 gold pieces for you. I say we turn him over, take the reward!" Will's call for Robin's arrest hadn't gone silenced, many cheered in agreement as others swarmed around the scene, Will's face fell fast when his eyes landed on Ashley's scared and worried face as she looked between Robin and Will.

Worried when they listened to Robin start his little speak to fighting back, Ashley moved Wulf back to his parents and walked towards Will, hoping he didn't try something foolish, but Wulf had followed close behind, possibly thinking the same and not wanting Ashley to get hurt herself in the process, "They 'ave armor!" Bull shouted, it was true, there was that, and they had little to nothing to defend themselves with.

"They got armor, Bull. Even this boy here can be tough that every piece of armor and chainmail have weak points and holes in them." Robin said clarifying the obvious.

"Do you really expect people like us to fight back with rocks and sticks!" Will shouted, obviously irritated Robin was making a speech to fight back. For them to fight back, simple farmers and good people who had never known the thought to fight back to defend themselves.

"If you must. We can use what we have here in the forest, it gives us everything we need!" Robin carried on.

"We have no food! And the Sheriff just takes more from our families that have food and shelter! What abou' them!" one elderly man shouted up. It was a good point.

Robin tried everything he had to not to laugh as he stretched his arms out and looked around them, "Once again, what do we not have that the forest cannot provide us! There is food here, wood for shelter and Arrows! We can rob the soldiers of their swords and teach you-"

"I still say we take him in." Will said, a hateful glare in his eyes. However, the effect of Will's rioting was only the opposite effect on Robin as he began to laugh just a little, "Will, what do you think he will do to you when you do turn me over?"

"Honestly, I don't know, but likely give us the reward and possibly our freedom!" Will said wishfully and likely thinking he had a better mind on his shoulders, "Wrong," Robin spoke up, "He'll stretch your necks simple for the joys of it and he'd still not be to blame for your deaths because you're under law as outlaws, but I say we are free. And one free man defending his home is better than ten hired soldiers- The crusades taught me that!" He shot to Azeem who just started with a bit of awe. Robin wasn't complimenting the English, he was complimenting Azeem's people for their hard fighting when the Crusaders invaded their home.

But Will wasn't having any of it, the second Robin turned his back Will pulled a dagger free and readied to through it to Robin into his back, in a panic Ashley shot forward with fear, "Will, no!"

"Ash!" John and Fanny had shouted frightened, "Look out!" Wulf shouted, not only warning Robin but Will and Ashley once Robin had swiftly anchored an arrow to his bow and aimed it, he was about to let the arrow fly, but he'd frozen with fear when he found Will and Ashley spinning together in close quarters, her trying to get the dagger from him from the looks of it.

Robin and the others watched her ankle twist a bit, giving away her footing and giving Will the upper hand, pulling her back flush against him, the dagger clean against her throat and nose buried close to her hair and neck knowing if Robin had the shot, he'd take it and he'd have an arrow embedded into his face. Will's arm tightened around her arms and abdomen, keeping her arms down and unable to get free, but she didn't struggle, and he hoped, deep down, that she trusted him not to hurt her intentionally. But after this, he wasn't sure himself, "I'm sorry," he whispered into her ear softly, he had closed his eyes for only a moment when he felt her tens muscles in her body loosen up and relaxed against him, a silent sign that she trusted him allowing Will to breathe a sigh of relief himself.

Robin took a deep breath as he watched, fear swelling up in him as he watched the dagger that was right against her skin, though it wasn't cutting her or drawing blood, Robin was terrified Will may actually hurt her, then Marian would certainly be alone with no family to aid her, and with him away in the forest helping to free them all he was unable to protect her whereas Ashley was able to go back and forth and be both sister and guardian. "Will, let her go…" His words were nearly choked out. But Robin found a target, Will's eye, he knew he could hit the target he picked. However, it was at a risk of Ashley's throat being slashed.

Will was filled with fear, he hadn't meant to put them in this situation, he knew he had a temper, but he'd never wanted to put a dagger to Ashley's throat. He'd instantly regretted even grabbing her when she came at him, but when her ankle twisted and nearly fell, he'd only wanted to catch her, he didn't want to put the dagger to her, that was just how they had come upright, "You seriously think I'd actually hurt her… Ashley, of all people."

"I don't know, if you were standing where I am now and seeing what I am you'd be uncertain also… Let her go, Will. I won't say it again." Robin warned.

Will had begun laughing almost hysterically with fear as he did his best to not shake, "I know you have a clear shot Locksley, so why haven't you taken it?"

"Because for some reason Ash likes you, and I'd hate to have her hang me if I 'accidently' shot you through your eye." Robin cleared up, his eyes never moving from the target, which, again, was Will's eye iris.

"You should have already noticed Locksley. I'd never hurt her. If I had wanted to, I'd of had no problem cutting her throat and making a run for it or taking her with me as a hostage. As you can clearly see, I haven't hurt her, nor have I tried to run. You were my target Locksley, not Ashley."

"Then prove it, let her go and I will lower my arrow."

"And how do I know you won't just shoot me instead. After all, I did just put a dagger to the girl's throat." He had a point, and Robin wanted to groan with irritation, but his training from the Crusades had left him as calm on the outside, but terrified on the inside, 'I'm not losing you to Ash.'

Ashley's slight panic at both their worries she made a verbal move to calm Will's fears of being killed the second he let her go, "Will, I trust you right now, and I trust Robin. If you don't trust him then why not trust me… He'll lower the arrow if you let me go, won't you Robin." Ashley spoke up looking back to Robin as they all waited for him to answer but with a sigh, Robin nodded. She just made him keep his word by her promising Will and telling him he'd stay true to it.

Robin knew when Ashley gave her word she expected it to be kept, "Yes, and to show some faith," Robin said with a bit of irritation, sharing a look with Ashley of "We are talking after this," kind of look as he lowered the arrow and dropped both bow and arrow and quiver holder from his back to the ground. "I have nothing now… Let her go, Will."

Will took a moment, sighed heavily thinking about the position he and Ashley were in, finally taking a moment and kissed her temple before releasing her as he dropped the dagger and backed away, walking off as Ashley ran straight into Robin's arms as Azeem and Wulf checked her over, "She is alright Christian, as always. An angel you must be Ashley Dubois." Azeem said kissing her forehead.

"So, how shall we make shelter, we can't just make homes all over the forest floor, we can be too easily spotted." John said clearing the air to a new subject.

This had Robin smiling, rubbing a gently hand over Ashley's back, she was shaken up from the previous scene, but she still knew Will wouldn't have hurt her intentionally. Yet, she knew that even if she would tell Robin that he wouldn't believe her, that knowledge left her silent to let him comfort her as Fanny placed a comforting hand on her arm and smiled gently to her, a smile she returned gladly as John and Robin spoke, "The trees."

They had begun the constructions as soon as they could, separating into groups of those to cut trees and gather brush and logs as other smaller groups gathers food around the forest. The tree tops we finished in the next two weeks. The homes were being built just as fast for the families and the tree tops had been constructed for look outs and those who felt likely comfortable up in the tree such as Robin, Will and Ashley and a few others with their hoard of treasure Robin was keeping up in the tree tops to hand out to the people as they went about returning things and to get food for the ones in the forest as well to use as a distraction if ever attacked. Azeem helped with his amazing inventions, but he had always stated the constructed work he was sharing with them were instruments his people back home used.

They had created more bows and arrows and arrowheads, training them all in archery and swordsmanship.

Ashley had stayed with Fanny and some of the ladies and children mostly, but Azeem and Robin would ask her to join them in demonstrating some things with them, all the while they robbed those with riches to give back to the people suffering.

Ashley had observed off in the distance with a grin as he charmed a ring off a young lady making her laugh at the older man in the open carriage with her as he went red with anger, "How dare you!"

Their robbing had continued the next month robbing anyone that came through with promises of gold and things to use as material for clothes or trade and giving back as much farmed animals as they could and gave some money back to those to buy a new sow to farm, "God bless yeh Fanny! A-and God Bless Robin 'Ood!" A man shouted with excitement.

The groups had set up a trap weeks later on the only road that lead to and from London, and they had just happened to catch Adam of Gisborne and men escorting barrels of ale and mead, the closed off carriage that was with them likely held more treasure. Treasure they were going to be taking with them

The Friar riding the large cart of mead and ale had been knocked out when the Sherwood rebels attacked and had not only taken the mead and ale but also the knocked-out Friar, "Welcome to Sherwood Forest Friar!" John said with a hearty laugh and took off with it as Robin and Azeem took over the closed carriage, yet they had all laughed when Azeem took the pin out and jumped onto the backs of the horses as they took off, causing the carriage and occupancies inside and Robin to fly into the river as he screamed as he went, "Azeem!"

The Friar had woken up rather drunk, but everyone had laughed once he had kicked Robin in the mouth, sending the unsuspecting man onto his back, the Friar had yet again been knocked half unconscious when he stood up on the mead and ale cart shouting about beating the famous Robin Hood.

The man was so drunk, and half hung over that he hadn't noticed the low branch behind him that had sent him over and off the cart. When Robin asked if he yielded the Friar had laughed, "I'd rather burn in Hell," and attacked Robins leg, biting at his boat covered calf, his teeth were shockingly healthy and had caused Robin to shout out in pain and the men had laughed, but helped to get the Friar off him then had hooked him up to the cart and made him pull it back to camp as everyone laughed and sang. "I think the dear Friar has taken us far enough men, let him have a break." Robin laughed as the Friar fall to his knees and removed the horses saddle that had a neck ring around it and dropped it to the ground with a panted gasp, "Thank you, Lord, for teaching me humility,"

Robin had laughed playfully at him and invited him to stay with them, "We are in need of a man of God for us here and un-welcomed into the sanctuary of the Church in Nottingham's fortress. What do you say, Friar?"

The man had been so taken aback by the small village they had built in the Forest the treetops had been filled with housings and look outs and huts for homes and horse stalls and gated in fences for live stoke. "I-I accept, uh. F-Friar Tuck."

"Good! You won't regret it." Robin said with a gleeful smile, "Aye, but you might!" The Friar Shouted after the laughing Robin.

Nottingham

Adam had walked in with a sigh, he'd lost more of the treasury his cousin had taken to pay the Nobles, most of the treasure was supposed to have been delivered to London in two days only for them to realize they would not be receiving any payments.

"We were ambushed,"

George Nottingham was practicing with the new swords his massive charges of blacksmith's were making, besides the armor, axes and swords, "Robin Hood?" George asked, his tone was smooth and laced with annoyance.

Adam sighed softly, he knew his cousin and brother were disappointed, he had lost to the bandits more than his brother, he was bound for punishment, what it may be, he knew he wouldn't know until it was dealt to him, "They were woodsmen, cousin."

"Robin Hood," George swung the sword narrowly missing Adam, George would always be amazed that Adam had never flinched, he wasn't afraid of him, "Spanish steel, quite impressive, much better than our own...You know, Adam? You have failed me and your brother more times than I can count the last three months since Locksley's troublesome return. Now, we cannot allow these men to make fools of us, but I cannot, also, allow one of my Generals and Lieutenants to fail me," George said just as he ran he swords he had in hand through Adam's stomach and pushed him back onto the floor as he gasped in pain. Guy felt his heart clenched as he watched his baby brother struggle to breath from the pain, for the first time in years, Guy saw an emotion in Adam.

Adam was filled with fear for once in years, but one fear he hadn't thought he'd ever face at the hands of a relative. Death.

"Well, at least I didn't use a spoon," George cracked and looked at the swords and around to the Black Smiths, "Good work, love how you crafted the steel, keep up the good work." He said tossing the swords onto a table near him as he left the tower.

Guy sighed kneeling beside Adam's now dead body, his bright blue eyes wide and void and closed them then left himself turning to two of the soldiers posted outside the tower door, "Take his body to his room."

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