AN- so here is another chapter, I just want to know if people are still interested in this story please leave a review and let me know.

"My Lord" Alexandra said as she bowed to her master, "the outer villages are failing…they are being free." She said worry in her voice, "they are rising up and fighting."

"What?" he bellowed "Why?"
"Because" She said softly wishing she wasn't the one to tell him the news, "they have a new reason to hope."

"And what would they hope for? Why would they dare to ride against me?" he demanded, there should be no reason people fought him. Those alive in his lands should be happy he let them live instead of killing them all. They always feared him, feared him and the darkness so why now? Why rise up when the prophecy was finally coming true. He had the past mother confessors child, he had a child with Marian now the sister of the mother confessor everything was falling in to place so why now were the people rising up?
"Because Sir they now have a seeker." She said

"You killed the last seeker Alexandra how could they have one now?" The lord didn't know much of Seekers only that before he came to this land it had been freed from another evil lord by a man called the seeker, but if he was dead why did the people fight for him once more?
"I did, but once the seeker has died another can be named." Alexandra knew everything that had to do with seeker's and confessors it was her job to know, her job to steal the past mother confessors powers to make this kingdom possible.

"Why did you not end whoever names a new seeker?" he asked angrily in his eyes Alexandra hadn't done her job.

"He is a powerful wizard he can hide at the drop of a pin and I would have never thought this man would have been named, I never would have thought a new seeker could awaken the people again, especially not this man." She said, she had seen Robin when she was watching the small family in order to find the perfect time to take the child, that man drank all the time, cared for no one other then himself, how was that same man the one that brought hope to these fallen people?

"Why did you doubt this man, and why do you show fear on your face?" he asked

"Because." She said lower again, "he is perhaps the only one who can stop us now"

"Why is that?" he asked

"Because we need Marian she had yet to realize her power she is an untrained confessor just like the prophecy said. She will have an untold amount of pure power, with her around I can tap into it while in battle and there will be nothing they can do to stop me with her here as my shield, but if for one moment that changes, if for one moment she sides with them my powers will be gone, they will return to the mother confessor and if they fight together then we won't be able to stop them, they are sisters, twins they have an unknown amount of power if they join together."

"How could you take power from the mother confessor before this then, with her sister by her side?" he asked Alexandra, he never understood the magic side of everything he was simply the man the figured out the battle plans, the one that figured out who was to die and who was to live he didn't focus much on this prophecy thing

"Because they knew nothing of each other, Marian was taken from that life and sheltered away for no one to find her and raised in a life where she knew nothing of magic or the power she had, without training her power locked itself away, it became dormant, untapped potential. Kahlan knew nothing of the power she could have with her sister by her side for she never knew she had a twin, she wasn't a match for me without Marian."

"When why does this man this seeker pose a threat?" he asked her,

"Because the only way I could get Marian to stop asking questions was by placing the image of you in her memories in place of someone else, in place of the real man that she had those memories with." Alexandra said "And that man in her memories is the very man that fights now against you, he is the new seeker."

"So you're saying that if she meets this man then everything falls apart?"

"No." she told him, "but we have to be carful, we have to start telling her of things he has done, that he is after her children, that he is a bad man we can't let her start to think much of him, I fear my magic won't be enough if she recalls any part of her love for him."

"Love?" he laughed, "what has that got to do with anything, love isn't stronger then magic, especially the dark magic you have"

"But already it is I have been able to wipe memories before I've never had a problem, but with her, with her she kept remembering him not fully but I could tell there were still bits of him in her mind, I just fear that they could still be there and she could change to their side, then we will fail."

"Then we will kill her before it comes to that, at any moment we see her falter she will die, without her am I right to believe the mother confessor can't get her powers back?"

"Yes" she paused "but with her dead it will be a harder fight, but not impossible to win."

"Then if it comes down to it the queen will die."

"Yes my lord." She said bowing to him once more.

"Use the sword, you have it so use it!" Kahlan yelled as they walked through the woods. Much, Kate, Archer, and Zed walked behind them, watching the argument that had been going on after every battle or fight they were in.

"I will use it if the fighting fits, but it isn't my way of fighting, I use a bow I am good with a bow." Robin said angrily "how many times do we have to go over this?"

"You are infuriating, do you know how many you could fight with this sword with it you might fight alone but you fight with the strength of hundreds!" Kahlan didn't like how Robin never listened to her; she was the confessor she was supposed to help him learn how to because the seeker, but he refused to have anything to do with the magic a seeker possessed. He excelled working with Zed, the invisible targets and anything that had to do with fighting, while at first he was rusty with some work with Zed Robin's reflexes and fighting ability's were almost back to where they were almost ten years ago when he first gave up the fight.

"I don't need some silly sword to do what needs to be done!" Robin told her

"Yes you do! And it isn't some silly sword it is the sword of truth, the most powerful sword in the land, in the whole world!" she yelled at him,

"I don't like the way its balanced." Robin said smugly, "I like my curved sword I used in the holy land, and my bow, I don't need anything else to fight." Robin was stuck in his old way; he also didn't want to give Kahlan the satisfaction of winning this argument.

"Those are normal swords give them to Much you have a sword that is ten times better it will be difference between life and death." How could he be so thoughtless, so brainless he was the seeker now he had let himself be named so why wasn't he acting like a seeker, why wasn't he embracing the sword of truth and leading his own army with it to get their daughter back. They had been at this almost a year now, searching for their little girl, almost a year since he had been named yet the sword of truth hadn't been unsheathed in that whole time since the naming ceremony or the few times in training that Zed insisted Robin use it, but no matter how much training he had with that sword when it came to fighting he never touched it instead going for his bow or his old sword. Kahlan didn't understand him.

"It doesn't matter which weapon I fight with, I am good at staying alive and that is because I use my bow and my sword I'm not about to try some sword that has proven to only have fallen masters."

"That's not true its masters haven't always fallen!" Kahlan exclaimed

"Name one that didn't" Robin said

"I can't think off the top of my head there has been so many." She told him,

"How many seekers can you think of right away?" Robin asked "off the top of your head."

"Three" she told him

"And how many of that three lived through their battles of freeing the land?" he asked again.

"None." She said looking away

"Then perhaps that was because they thought to much of a simple peace of metal, I will fight the way I want to fight Kahlan and that is the end of this argument." Robin walked faster a head of her already annoyed at his wife.

In this past year since being named so much had changed she as so different now. No longer was she the wife that sat by and hardly spoke to him when he treated her wrong, now it seemed to matter what he did she was going to be there to tell him off, or correct him when he was wrong. She even tried to tell him how to fight, how to act and at times it felt like she even wanted to tell him how to breath. While most wouldn't like having such a strong woman around he couldn't help but feel it relaxed him, it made him feel like a part of his life was back to how it should have been if he never went off to war or if he never gave up his lands to become Robin Hood. Kahlan was so much like how Marian used to be now that it almost didn't hurt to think of Marian anymore. He could feel himself falling in love with Kahlan every time she yelled at him he couldn't help but smile on the inside even if she angered him, but that was how things had always been for him. Being with someone who constantly told him he wasn't good enough pushed him to be better, pushed him into doing his stupid hair brained foolish attempts to save people. Having someone to prove himself to once more was brining him back to the man he once was that would try anything once.

Much walked with the group behind Kahlan and Robin with a smile on his face, from behind walking through the forest it was almost like watching Robin and Marian argue again. He could see his master coming back; he could see the light returning to Robin's eyes. Even thought Kahlan and Robin still were searching for their daughter they knew the only way to get to her was to start lessoning the dark lords hold on the lands, they had to work their way to the castle. Much could see the life coming back to Robin now that he had something worth fight for again, just like his speech he had given to the people all those many years ago. Finally Robin was back, finally hope could start returning to this land. He understood robin's side of the argument. Kahlan seemed to think the only reason Robin could possibly free the land was because he was the seeker, because he was brining home by spreading the seeker name, but Much saw it wasn't just simply the name, Robin wasn't being the seeker he was being Robin Hood and that's what made Kahlan angry. She didn't like how he didn't think of his own life, she didn't like how he never spoke a plan until he was half way through doing it. He never thought far beyond the start of his plans he made her worry, but that was Robin Hood, doing careless stupid, but extraordinary things to brag about later with a cocky smile on his face.

Night had already fallen; Allan sat by a small campfire he made in the woods, his son sleeping beside him. So much had happened in this last year, he had lost his wife due to speaking out against the dark lord, he hadn't meant to, but he couldn't help but tell his sons stories of Robin hood, he couldn't help he was proud of what he had once been part of, he just should have told his son to keep his mouth shut about the stories. After the death of his wife Allan ran with his son to keep him safe, but he didn't know how much longer they could keep running, young Allan was only six, how much farther could the little boy travel?

"If only the gang were 'er" Allan said softly, "if only they were 'er"

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Allan's head short up, his hand went to his sword there was someone out in the woods, and by the sound of it there was more then one, no one else should be out here, it could only mean the dark lords soldiers they had found them, Allan would have to fight and hope he could get his son to safety. His eyes looked to where the could came from, then he froze they had found him after all.

Marian sat in the white room rocking in a chair as she fed her month old daughter; she was tired as any new mother would be. She refused to hand the baby off to others to get cared for she did all the work herself, with the help of Ariana of course, or as much help that an eight year old could do.

"Marian?" Ariana asked, "Are you awake?"

"Yes darling." She said softly

"Can I tell you something?" she asked yet again,

"Of course." Marian said with a tired smile, "you can tell me anything."

"I remember." She said, "I remember my mother and my father."

"You do? You remember how you got here?" Marian asked surprised she felt strange it was good the girl knew, and then perhaps they would be able to find her family.

"No, and I don't remember them all the way." The little girl told her, "only how they made me feel I remember my father sitting on my bed telling me stories, I remember the stories and how they made me happy, and I remember his eyes when he smiled it still seemed like his eyes were frowning. And I remember my mother she told me stories too, different ones, ones I remember too and she always was happy not matter what, but still seemed kind of sad too." The little girl looked at Marian "but I don't remember what they looked like, or sounded like or how I got here or where they are what happens if they didn't want me?" she asked

"They are probably out there right now looking for you Ariana, I know if you went missing I wouldn't stop searching for you, not until I found you.

"I miss them, I remember I was safe with them, I don't like how I don't feel like that when we aren't in this room, I don't like your husband."

"I know, but he's a good man." Marian said, her new memories of him reminded her that she loved him. She assumed the memories were starting to come back after her accident, that she was finally remembering her love for her husband.

"I don't think so, he's mean and scary." She told Marian, "Don't tell them what I said, ok! Promise?"

In the year the little girl had been with them she never warmed up to the lord, she never felt at home. Even though she couldn't remember she knew something was missing, she was already starting to remember her mother and father, she just couldn't let the lord or Alexandra know. For only being eight the child was beyond her age knowing all to well she had to watch herself around them, she had to find a way to go home even though she didn't know where home was.

"I won't" Marian said with a smile, "your secret is safe with me."

It was late, they had yet found a spot that would be good to camp, Kate wanted to stop hours ago in a small clearing, but the rest deemed it unsafe. They settled finally down by a river where Much began to cook food for everyone.

A sound caught Robin's attention, a sound of another fire. Kahlan and Kate who had been out getting wood with him looked up as well "This way." He whispered "we need to find out if who ever is out there is a friend or enemy." They all walked quietly following the smoke that was coming from someone's campfire. As they approached Kate took two steps each on a branch, each branch making a cracking noise so loud it seemed anyone within miles could hear it.

"Get ready to fight" Kahlan said her hands already on her daggers any moment ready to pounce like a cat. None of them were within any distance of trees or bushes to hide behind, when the man turned around he would see them, then he would call his men and they would have to fight. The man turned, Kahlan moved to strike, but Robin stopped her.

"Wait." He said as the guy's face came into the light of the fight, he knew the man, he knew that this man was no enemy.

"Robin?" Allan half spoke half whispered as if he didn't believe what he saw before him, "is that really you? Are you really alive?"

"Yes, for the most part we are all here, me, Much, Kate, Archer, and Djaq and Will wanted to come but Will was still to weak to travel when we left."

"But you're supposed to be dead." Allan said

"As are you old friend." Robin said with a smile

Allan closed his eyes and smiled he let out a sigh of relief, so there was still hope in this world, hope his son could grow up in a happy life, if Robin was alive then he knew Robin would be fighting for the good of the people after all that's what he promised Marian.

Much who had stayed behind at their campfire to finishing cooking walked up wondering why everyone had vanished as no one told him they were going to check out what was doing on, his eyes fell on Allan.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, "How are you alive?"

AN- so what do you guys think, Allan is back because I love him so much and I just can't write a story and know he is gone. The next chapter is going to be a lot on Robin and his battle against the dark lord. Leave a review and let me know what you think of the story and if I should continue or not.