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Chapter 3,

Close To Me,

On the walk back Robin was staring at him the entire time, he could see Guy's face was filled with confusion and sadness; this was something he could not understand, but definitely wanted to. And as arranged when they got back Robin and Guy made their way into the forest alone, and when they were a safe distance away Guy spoke first.

"Why did you say I killed the guard, have I not proven my loyalty to you?"

"Do you really believe you didn't kill him?" Robin asked,

"Yes." Guy answered,

"What do you remember about the fight?" Robin asked, finding this all very suspicious,

"We were hiding beside the road, and the envoy was coming into view, but I got light headed and it's all sketchy from there on in." Guy explained,

"Not even this?" Robin continued, as he showed his wound to Guy,

"No, I would never."

"Take out your sword." Robin said,

"Why?"

"Just do it."

So Guy then reached for his sword pulling it out of it's sheath, he then examined it, and upon seeing the blood on it, he dropped it in an instant.

"No." He breathed "I didn't kill anyone…did I?"

"You did." Robin answered,

"But I don't remember doing it." Guy defended,

"Are you sure your okay Gisborne?"

"I'm not sure, I'm sorry for everything, but please give me a second chance, this will not happen again." Guy pleaded,

"Alright, but this must never happen again." Robin agreed, his voice controlled and firm,

"You have my word." Guy assured, as he picked up his sword and returned it to his sheath,

What had he done? Why couldn't he remember? Something like this had never happened to him before, whatever was going on with him was serious and he needed to get to the bottom of it. He was starting to question how much he could trust himself, was he losing his mind? First it was a woman that didn't even exist and now it was a battle that he didn't remember.

When he had joined Hoods gang, he had made sure he followed the rules as best he could, even if Kate was always at his throat and he fought back the majority of the time if Robin didn't step in. It was then that he realized he should have asked Robin not to speak of this anymore, the last thing he needed was that blonde witch hounding him about this too.

His life was taking a downhill spiral, was insanity the price he was to pay for all his pasts deeds? He had always assumed death would claim his life before he lost it to himself. He had always been a religious sort, more now than he had been when he was working for the sheriff, as that man had stripped him of everything that was good and holy.

Perhaps it was time to have a private moment with the camps Friar, and get some of the sins from his past off his chest, they often spoke privately, although he had never divulged anything too private. Because even though they were on the same side Guy was slow to offer his trust to a man that had betrayed him before, after he took him into his confidence.

The day slipped into noontime as the time was spent counting the money they had just liberated from Isabella, while Guy spent his time creating a new bunk to sleep on with some of Allan's help. Robin had told him that now that the night's were getting colder he needed a decent place to sleep, what he didn't mention was that he had to build his bedding himself, he could at least smirk at that.

When he was finally finished, he hopped onto it bouncing on it slightly to see if it would support his midnight tossing, and to his delight it would, and since the camp was going to be having the day off from robbing, he decided to go practice his sword play. So strapping on his sword belt he wandered off towards Loxley which was where he always practiced, it was his hope that having a moment alone would jog some memories.

He found a suitable tree and then took out his sword, and lining up his shot he swung a powerful attack, the sword was buried deep in the trees woody flesh, but he pulled it out with surprising ease. He then threw another attack, and then another, and as if flying into a blind rage he swung fast a hard woodchips flying off in every direction.

And it wasn't long until the red-headed woman heard the noise that he was making, and decided to go watch for herself, so she stopped gathering vegetables from her garden and set her basket down. Picking up the skirt of her dress she wandered up the hill behind Loxley village towards the dark figure who hacked away at the tree trunk mercilessly.

She soon made it to where he was and sat down in the tall brown grass watching as the dark knight swung this way and that, parrying and lunging, she found the spectacle quite fascinating, as if this man never seemed to tire. Guy made one wrong swing however and before he could correct it his attack landed and sent a chip flying straight at his face.

It struck painfully and Guy grew so aggressive that he swung hard enough to lodge his sword in the tree, as he then slashed at the tree with his hand leaving an unnoticeable scratch mark on the tree. The woman then gasped in shock, and Guy's ears picked it up, his eyes flashing yellow as he then dislodged his sword and lunged at the woman, leaning over her like a predator his sword pressed against her throat.

Through his rage he saw her fear and he began to come around, he placed a hand to his now swimming head and moved off of her, landing in a sitting position his sword falling by his side. Once his head had cleared he looked up to see a woman sitting with her knees pulled against her chest in fear, he was just as surprised and used his feet to push himself away form her.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" Guy asked, still in shock but after a few seconds he saw that it was his little spectator from days before,

She didn't move and so Guy rose to his feet putting his sword in it's sheath, "It's alright I'm not…"

He paused when he noticed something on his cheek, so he raised a hand to his face to see what it was, it was then that he saw his fingers were coated in blood; he then put on a horrified face.

"No…What have I done…have I hurt you?" He asked, as he starred at the woman with genuine concern, this made her open up,

"No you didn't hurt me you just surprised me, Sir Guy." She answered, now worried about him,

"I blacked out, what was I doing, how did this happen?" He asked, as he showed her the blood on his fingers,

"You don't remember attacking that tree? You were practicing your sword play." She said,

"I remember that was my intention but…I'm sorry my past has finally caught up with me." Guy explained,

"What do you mean?" She asked,

"It's a long story." Guy answered,

"Then you can tell me while I tend to your wound." She said, mater of factly,

"It's nothing." Guy dismissed,

"Comeon my house isn't far." She insisted, he gave a half-hearted smirk before e followed her down the hill,

"You know my name have I hurt you before?" Guy asked, as the reason people knew his name was because he hurt then,

"No, I've been watching you practice your sword skills for a while now, you're quite the fighter." She answered,

"You are the first person in a long time that hasn't run at the sight of me; you must be a brave woman." Guy said,

"You won't hurt me, or anyone else you are a kind man." She stated,

"You're wrong." He breathed,

She could hear the sadness in his voice and felt sorry for him, whatever he meant by his past, was obviously not a happy one, she soon opened the door for him to enter her house. It wasn't big, but it was big enough for all the essentials, she soon directed him to her bed, and motioned for him to sit down while she then walked off into another room, returning with a cloth and a small box.

She sat beside Guy and set the box down beside her, opening the lid she lifted a small bottle out and poured some of it's contents onto the cloth, she then moved to pressed it against Guy's wound.

"This might hurt a bit I'm sorry." She apologized,

"It's fine." Guy assured, as he smiled kindly at her, such kindness was almost a stranger to him,

She slowly dabbed at his cut whipping the blood away and cleaning it, "You know my name but I don't know yours, it's feels impolite." He said,

"It's Mafayu Alain, but please call me Mafayu." She introduced,

"That's a nice name." Guy commented,

"So what happened in your past that you should suffer now?" She asked, still curious about what he had mentioned earlier,

"I worked for the devil, and killed so many people, including the only thing that kept me human." He said, lowering his voice at the end of the sentence,

"What was she like?" Mafayu asked,

"She always brought out the best side to me, and I turned on her for power and title." Guy answered,

"Why?"

"I was a fool, and the last woman to get this close to me was killed trying to protect me…I should go." He said,

"You don't have to." Mafayu said,

"I'll only hurt you." Guy continued, as he strode to the door ready to leave,

Mafayu rose from her bed and stood defiantly, "I know who you are Guy of Gisborne, I know what you've done, to the villagers, to the former sheriff, and I know about Marian, I even know about Meg. You can't hide forever you will die alone if you continue to refuse to allow anyone to get close, you need to let someone in.

I know who you are what you've done, and I'm not running the only one running is you; I can accept you for who you are, why can't you?" Mafayu asked, softening her voice for the last part, as she stared at the man's back, waiting for a response but none came,

Guy shot her a quick look, his face void of emotion and empty, he then swiftly left her house and returned to the forest,

She was kind, too kind; he was doing her a kindness in return by leaving when he did the last thing she needed was to be hated by the town because she was associating with a known murderer. He couldn't deny that he would rather have stayed with her, but he knew it wasn't wise especially now that he couldn't recall things he had done.

He couldn't remember inflicting an injury to Robin, and he couldn't remember receiving an injury that Mafayu had witnessed him receiving, he was growing concerned. Would he turn on one of the gang, would he snap and go after Kate maybe killing her, he contemplated the perks of that but knew they would be seldom enjoyed when someone tried to kill him afterwards.

He had to try and control himself; stay out of situations that would cause a blank in his memory, all he knew was that it was triggered by combat based actions, which posed a problem. Because robbing came under that heading. He had decided that upon returning to camp he would organize a confession with Tuck, there were things that he wanted to be rid of, and this was his solution.

When he returned he used his neglected long hair to hide the cut on his face, it was generally messy anyway so no one would notice if it was in his face more that usual. Tuck agreed to speak with Gisborne, and so they ventured to the lake close to their camp to talk.

"You have something to confess my child?" Tuck asked, remembering the words he used when he was at the monastery,

"Yes."

"Then speak and let your heart be cleansed." He continued,

"I believe I am being punished for what I've done when I worked for the sheriff." Guy began, "I'm losing my mind."

"And why do you think this?" Tuck asked,

"I wandered into the forest and thought I saw a woman, maybe I thought it was Marian, I barely remember anything, I can hardly remember walking into the forest to begin with." Guy replied,

"Has she been in your thoughts as of late?"

"Everyday, all I can remember is seeing the pain in her eyes as I killed her, she said she'd rather die than be my wife, even if she had married Robin, knowing she was alive would have been better than this." Guy explained,

"I sense that you fear the loss of your life now, before when we spoke you were ready to die." Tuck reminded,

"I deserved to die, even at Robin's hands, but now I have something worth fighting for, these people the villagers they need people like Robin to fight for them, and I've been blessed with the opportunity to be apart of that. I'm not ready to be done with it yet." Guy explained,

"You hope that by doing this you can make up for what happened?"

"Yes, she always wanted me to be a good man, and turn against the sheriff, but when I do she is no longer here to see it, this would redeem me in her eyes." Guy answered,

"And this is all that clouds your mind?" Tuck asked,

"No, earlier today when we attacked Isabella's envoy, Robin said I killed a guard, broke his neck and that I cut him on the arm, I have no memory of it, I wouldn't kill anyone." Guy explained,

"This is indeed strange, perhaps you are tired from not sleeping well." Tuck suggested,

"I tried to pass it off as being sleep depravation, but after so many incidents I can no longer believe it."

"God will forgive anyone who is willing to repent of their crimes, I believe the same of you." Tuck said,

"You don't know what I've done." Guy dismissed,

"All have the chance of redemption, even you." The Friar continued, as he placed a hand on Gisborne's shoulder, and for once he didn't shudder at the physical contact,

"Thank you for agreeing to speak with me."

"It is the obligation all men of the cloth have, but I am always willing to speak with someone in need." Tuck explained,

For the first time in a while Guy was able to smile, he felt as if the weight on his heart was lifted, sometimes he missed having that person around who would listen to all your problems and not judge you. Perhaps Mafayu was that person, he knew he could never love her, but even a friend was enough, she had even said that she could accept him for who he was.

But his head hurt, it was enough for one day, it was time he returned to camp and slept, on his new bed free of the cold ground, maybe the gang was finally truly accepting him, in his opinion bedding was the start to greater things. It was still early eve when he wandered back into camp and curled up on his bunk, no one spoke as the hours passed by, and the only time they disturbed the sleeping figure was when it was meal time, and when it was he sat by Robin.

Robin had expected a conversation when Guy made his way over to him and sat down, he just wasn't sure what the conversation was going to be about, but come what may, he was ready to deal with it.

"I believe you." Guy began,

"Pardon?" His sentence barely catching Robin's ears,

"I believe you when you said I did what I did." Guy repeated,

"Why, when you defended yourself so readily before?" Robin asked, his gaze blank,

"Let's just say that a recent incident has proven what you said to be true, but incase something like this happens again I think that I…"

Guy was cut short when his right arm starting to shake and burn with the fury of a fire, he clutched it with his left as his bowl of food landed on the forest floor, he hissed slightly as it shuddered and radiated with pain.

"Tuck get over here." Robin ordered, and so he was soon by their side,

Tuck reached out and touched Gisborne's arm, he could feel the heat, and ignored it when there was a growling protest; he barred his teeth and flashed an unusually shaped canine. And as soon as the pain and shaking began, it was over and Gisborne let out a rush of breath that he had evidently been holding while the pain lasted.

His eyes locked on Kate, the only one in the camp that was expressionless; "You have something to do with this don't you?" He asked, a pained look still visible,

"Why would I have done something to you?" She asked, a rather pathetic question in the Gang's opinion,

"You never liked me, is this your way of making me pay for what I did to Mathew?" Guy continued,

"I'm not be'n funny, but he's right, everyone knows Kate hates him." Allen agreed,

This was even too much for Robin to comprehend in one day; "Thoughts?" He asked, as he looked to the Friar,

"I have heard of a poison that is capable of inducing the same effects of insanity, as for the incident a moment ago, it can be explained as a side effect." Tuck explained,

"You honestly think that I would do something like this…to him?" Kate asked, anger and disbelief displayed on her features,

"Not much fun is it, everyone thinking you're cold and heartless, capable of the lowest acts." Guy said, rubbing salt in the wound,

"I will never accept you but I would never try and kill you." She continued,

"Enough!" John now stepped in having remained silent for most of the day, "We don't know if she's done anything to him, for all we know he could be sick." He continued,

"John right, Guy may simply be sick, we don't know, but for now I suggest we finish supper and get a good night's rest." Robin agreed,

Guy shot Robin a look, one he would never have expected to see from him, it was as if Guy was almost afraid, afraid that Kate might do something to him? Afraid that he was sick? Robin wasn't sure, but he knew fear when he saw it.

A few hours later the camp was covered in a peaceful slumber that was until Gisborne stirred in his bed.

"Gisborne."

His name was repeated in the woman's voice, over and over, it was starting to drive his mind crazy, until finally his eyes snapped open, shinning a golden color he rose as silently as he could, and then exited the camp, heading deep into the woods. He then stood board still before dropping to his hands and knees, and that was when it happened, the clouds opened revealing the full moon in all its splendour.

Well there you have it, cliff-hanger, I'm bad I know, and the next chapter will probably be late and you will be dying of suspense, but you will enjoy the next chapter when it is uploaded. R,R,and R!