AN- ok while writing this story I couldn't let Allan just be dead because I love him so I came up with an idea of how he could have lived, perhaps I will late write a spin off of that if you all want me to go into detail of his love of the young sorceries. Leave a Review and let me know if you would like me too.
The baby slept in her basinet next to Marian's bed and even though Ariana had her own room and bed she opted to sleep in Marian's room next to her. She didn't like her bedroom she didn't like being alone here. The dark lord slept else where he never came to his wife's bed except for the few times when he was trying to get her to conceive an heir, now that was done he seemed to have no interest in his wife leaving his side of the bed open to Ariana. Tonight seemed peaceful as the three slept on the outside, but Marian's mind was fast at work in her slumber trying to make sense of her world around her.
"It's time for us to grow up and accept our lot in life." She felt herself whisper she could feel herself not wanting to say the words but she knew she must, she had to let him know there was no hope for them she had maid her choice, she knew who she had to marry she made a promise she had to keep. A promise she had never truly wanted to keep, but knew she must.
"You're marrying him?" he asked is disbelief. He couldn't see why she had chosen this man, he couldn't see why she was picking another man over himself, why couldn't she see how much they needed to be together, how much they belonged together. she could feel herself wanting to say no, she could feel herself wanting to run into his arms.
"I am marrying him." Everything within her told her this wasn't what she really wanted everything told her to run to him to leave this place and never return for it didn't matter where they were as long as they were together, she just needed him to convince her, she just needed him to drager her away.
"Very well" he turned to leave showing the most maturity she had ever seen within him, but just this once she wanted him to throw a fit she wanted him to insist he got his way and not hers, but he wasn't going to do that she saw that now.
"Pardon?" she could feel her heart hitting the floor, she hadn't expected him to just walk away, but that was what she wanted right? This is what she needed for him to leave her alone so she could marry her husband to be. So she could fall in love with another and forget him completely.
"You said grow up so I am" and then he walked out without saying another word leaving Marian standing alone and heart broken.
Marian opened her eyes as the baby began to cry, she felt like the man in her memories was a man she had perhaps loved before her husband, perhaps her husband was the one in the memories she said she was marrying and the one she felt her heart breaking over was just some silly childhood crush. She fed the baby and allowed herself to fall back to sleep once the child was asleep again. Once again her mind drifted again to another dream or perhaps a memory she did not know.
"This is wrong!" a man yelled as he stood by the doors of a church as he was grabbed by guards. He had just intruded their wedding yelling about the king not truly being back, she had been lied to by her husband to be, but what did it matter if the king wasn't around?
"You must have legal grounds to object or remain silent!" the priest said in an angry tone.
"I have moral grounds!" the man yelled, Marian couldn't make out the faces not of anyone within her dream. Something in the intruders voice though seemed so familiar to him, the yell of desperation as he tried to get his point across, as he tried to save her from making the decision she had chosen.
"Get him out!" a man yelled next to her who she assumed to be her husband to be or other words her current husband.
"He's a traitor and a liar!" the man at the door yelled as he was being pulled away "And her heart belongs to another!" he yelled pointing at Marian "let her tell you that." He said his voice soft and desperate. "Marian, my lady tell them!" he pleaded "Tell them!"
"Yes Marian tell them" the blurry man next to her said, something in his voice sent a chill down her spine, but why?
"It is not true I am sorry I know you mean well, but my heart belongs here" she said taking the hands of the man in front of her she felt her broken heart within her, who ever was at the door was right she did love another but that didn't matter now. This marriage had nothing to do with love right? Love came after everything her and the other man had was simply a child hood crush it was nothing more. She didn't love another right?
"Get along with it" said her husband to be he wasn't happy with every moment that went by was another moment he wasn't married to his wife. He had to be married to her, that way she could never leave him she would be his forever.
"What!" the panic man yelled as he was pulled away she could hear his voice has he was dragged farther away. "This is a mistake he needs you" he yelled "Marian!"
"Marian" called Ariana's voice, "Are you ok?"
Marian opened her eyes she could remember every part of her dream, it felt so real it had to be her marriage to her husband. If that was a memory then she perhaps never was truly in love with her husband, was there someone she was forgetting, someone that needed her? "Yes." She said softly, "I'm alright."
"You were crying in your sleep." Ariana told her
"It was just a dream, go back to bed." Marian told the little girl who happily snuggled back down and went to sleep. Marian on the other hand looked at her ceiling wondering if there was more to that memory, more to what she didn't know. She couldn't remember who ever she had once loved, but something told her there was more to everything then she was lead to believe. She couldn't feel any kind of love to her husband even in her memories other then a feeling that he just needed someone to love him in order to see what kindness really was. She had chosen to marry her husband over what ever other man there was in life there had to be a reason for it. She let herself fall asleep once more hoping she could return to her dreams, but she couldn't for the rest of the night she slept soundly without any images dancing through her mind.
With the arrival of yet another one of Robin's old friends Kahlan couldn't help but feel she didn't know her husband at all. Sometimes she saw the angry bitter man she married when he was alone, just staring off at nothing, but when he was with these people, his people he laughed, he smiled, and his eyes had brightness in them that she had never seen before. Their friend Allan had informed them that he hadn't really died only poisoned in similar way that Robin had been, but instead with magic. A young sorceress that was under the command of the sheriff had cast the spell to protect him because years before Allan even joined the gang he had fallen in love with a girl he thought to be normal, turns out she fell in love with him to and she was far from normal. When they got into a small fight that tore them apart they never thought they would see each other again, but fate had other ideas. She was ordered to kill him by the sheriff she hadn't been able to but was bound to the sheriff and listened in a way to lock him in a sleep so sound it appeared he had died. Once the sheriff died she woke him back up and the two ran away together, far away where they eventually had their son. The dark lord's apprentice Alexandra had killed her when it became known she had magic and refused to join the army. Kahlan could tell Robin was happy to find his old friend alive, but Kahlan couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. She knew any hope of finding the one she wanted most to be alive was impossible all her friends and family were gone, dead.
"Are you alright?" Came Much's voice from behind her
"Yes." She said softly, "Just lost in thought."
"You don't look alright Kahlan" Much was always good at telling when someone wasn't feeling right, after all he had been by Robin's side for years he had to learn to see through any lies of being fine.
"It's just seeing you all together and happy, makes me think back to when I had that, I would do anything to be with them again to be as happy as I once was." Kahlan didn't know why but talking to Much was easy it was like information just flew to his ears.
"Oh believe me no one in this group is how we once were, everyone now is so damaged." Much missed being what they once were, when they could proudly hold their head high and say We Are Robin Hood.
" You all seem so happy, so full of life, especially Robin he's happy again no longer empty." She told him
"Oh no, he is still empty he is no where near happy, the old Robin would have laughed ten times more, he would have smiled without any real reason he would say and do stupid things just because he could. You would see him shooting arrows at us and barely missing just to show off how great he is, but now he is so held back he doesn't show off it makes me fear perhaps he doesn't believe in himself like he once did." Much sighed, Robin was making an effort to be who he once had been, but no matter how hard he tried Much didn't see him ever becoming the cocky Lord again.
"Perhaps he has just matured he fights like he was born to fight, it almost seems freighting at how well he takes to killing." Kahlan knew it was normal for a soldier not to think twice about killing the enemy, but something about the look in Robin's eyes when he killed, something about the look was so hard to not think about.
"Exactly." Much said softly, "That is not Robin Hood at all."
"Well he isn't Robin Hood anymore" Kahlan said, "He is the seeker."
"No matter what he always will be Robin Hood no matter how hard you try to make him the seeker, no matter how much you try and push someone else's legacy on him, you have to remember the only power he ever truly got to keep fighting was for the people under his name, when he see's the hope his name brings he can't help but rise up and fight for them."
"That is what the seeker is a fighter for the people." Kahlan said, "I don't see why he can't embrace the name Seeker."
"Because I have said it time and time again, he already is and forever will be Robin Hood even if he doesn't want to admit him that is the only name that will bring him power."
"Then why do you say he no longer fights like Robin Hood?" she asked him going back to Much's original statement.
"Because of the killing he does." Much said softly as his mind flashed back to the holy land. "Because of the way he kills."
"What has that got to do with anything?" Kahlan asked wondering if perhaps Robin's way of fighting that caused even Kahlan to got weary wasn't normal for him "Is that not how he used to fight?"
"I have only seen him fight like that a handful of times, first when he and I fought in the holy land, but he lost his taste for war and killing shortly after we arrived and only continued due to orders from the king, when we returned home he had changed he didn't like to kill and did his best not kill when he could avoid it, that is until." Much paused as he wondered if he should tell Robin's wife, but knew he couldn't stop the story there so he continued, "Until Marian was injured, until she died in his arms, it was only little John and I outside standing in front of a small army, we didn't know what to do, we didn't know who would fire first and then he came out of the cave." Much could feel himself being brought back to that day, brought back to the day he thought Robin had broken once more like he had in the holy land. "Arrows flew past my head from being and started to hit our enemies, I turned and there was Robin the look in his eyes, he was ready to kill the world all because she was gone, he was going to end everyone that had to do with her death."
"And that's how she died?" Kahlan asked,
"No, turns out she wasn't really dead we only thought she was, but that moment he thought she was gone Robin was ready to risk everything to make the people responsible for her death pay." Much paused "The look in his eye was the same as in the holy land, he no longer was Robin Hood in that moment, but a mad man in love that had lost the center of his world."
"It seems that happens a lot with your gang." Kahlan said with a smile "You all seem to think each other dies only later to find out they are alive."
"I suppose so." Much said with a smile, "but no matter how many come back we aren't what we once were all because Robin isn't who he once was he was the leader he was the only reason our gang was successful without him being 100% Robin Hood I fear this will never work."
"What will never work?" Kahlan asked, "he doesn't need to free this land, we only need to get close enough to get Ariana back and then we can go home, then we can leave this all behind this isn't our fight, isn't his fight." Kahlan knew she sounded like a coward but she couldn't bare to lose another husband to the darkness, she couldn't bare to give up everything she held dear for the people. Her thoughts and feeling went against everything she had ever been taught and everything she had ever believed in, but she couldn't go through it all again she knew she wouldn't survive a second time.
"Alexandra!" boomed the Lord, "Alexandra!" he didn't like to be kept waiting but yet here he was already to call her a third time.
"Yes my lord" she said walking into the room, "Is everything alright."
"I have that pain in my head again, take it away." He told her, he got strange pains in his head that only her magic could take away it came from fighting for so long that's what he had been told. The pain was only a small price to pay for the land he had ensured in all his battles.
"Yes my lord." She said as she walked forward and placed her hand on his head, she closed her eyes and whispered softly words she never let anyone know. The Lord felt the pain leave his head almost instantly.
"Next time don't make me call you twice." He said bitterly, not thanking her not even a little.
"Yes my lord." She said bowing to him she knew better then to keep him waiting.
"Now leave me." He told her with a wave of his hand.
"Yes my lord." And she walked out of the room, she wasn't happy to be dismissed, but knew better then to disobey him.
Once she was gone the lord walked over to what seemed to be a bird bath in the middle of his throne room, the water that was inside wasn't clear, instead it was almost like a liquid mirror for only a moment he saw his own reflection then with a wave of his hand he began to see images of the lands he possessed, this was his way to keep watch without ever having to leave the walls of his castle. Then almost on its how the image changed from struggling people just going through the motions of life to a group of travelers walking together. The lord frowned wondering why his looking well decided to show him this, why was it important to see people walking in the middle of no where, but soon he realized it wasn't focusing on the group as a whole rather then a girl, a girl all in white. She had long brown hair and a flowing dress as she walked she seemed to captivate him, why did he see her in his looking well. The well was only supposed to show people and things of importance, but here it was instead of showing him his riches wealth and power focused on one girl, one woman who he couldn't take his eyes off of.
"Go back where you came from!" yelled a man
"We don't need the Seeker!" yelled another
"The seeker has already failed us!" the voices kept yelling
"These people don't even want to help themselves." Archer said sitting on a barrel a knife in one hand an apple in another. "Why should we try anything here, the rest all seemed to fall for that seeker speech Kahlan always gave and would then help us and fight with us." He cut a piece of the apple off and put it in his mouth, "What more can we do for those that won't help themselves."
"I don't understand." Kahlan said "These people should be rejoiced like the last few villages when we mention the seeker has returned, but these people of this village seemed to turn away in anger when they found out."
"I would have thrown fruit too if some random people stood up in front of everyone speaking so highly of an unproven hero that will save all the land." Robin said rolling his eyes, "you can't expect people to get inspired by old words of past hero's"
"It's not old words of past hero's you have all of them fighting by your side!" she told him, "you are one of them now, plus you aren't unproven" she told him, "as Much says you were a hero before all of this."
"Right" he said, "because a bunch of dead guys could give me power that I don't already have." He rolled his eyes again, "even if I was a hero in England we aren't there anymore these people know nothing of Robin Hood."
"Then what must we do?" Kahlan asked, we can't leave them here to keep starving to death."
"And we can't rob from the Rich to give them anything either." Allan said, "That wouldn't help them in the long run if we had to keep traveling."
"We inspire them." Zed said, he tried to let the gang figure things out the best he could, but in times like this he did speak up, he did try and guide the new seeker in the right direction. "Long before you gave speeches off of some legend you once created your own and got people to see hope with just you as a guide you can do it again." Zed told him, something within Robin seemed to click, something that inspired him much the same way inspiration came in the heat of battle to rally his men. He didn't know what to say so he spoke words much like he had once spoke
"You know we are on are own we have lost friends and loved ones, but if we don't stand together we will forever live in squalor. Yes some of us will fall, but we will lose far more if we do not make a stand this day our fight will life on, our fight will show others that the hearts of the many can stand against any shades of darkness." He paused "we will show the land that we can fight no matter how small we are, we can show this land that just because someone possesses dark magic doesn't mean they can come here and take our freedom." He paused "the people here do not know me and most in this land never knew me before I was named the seeker, but long before that I fought in another land a land much like this one that was full of injustice, I fought for the people I gave up my wealth and my lands to help those I could by taking from the rich that oppressed the poor and giving to those who needed." He looked at the faces that had stopped yelling, "I do not stand before you claiming to be this savoir from legend called the seeker."
"Because before he was the seeker he was a hero, the savior of England standing for what was right." Much interrupted, "without any power this man was able to get the people to rise and fight off all those that tried to take their freedom with just his name you could see hope return to faces of the oldest of grandparents to the youngest of children. One named whispered throughout the land, Robin Hood."
"You sound like Tuck." Robin said looking at Much happy his friend took over the speech.
"You might think the seeker has failed you" he told them, "but give Robin Hood a chance, give Robin Hood a chance to help this land like he once helped his own."
AN- so what do you guys think? Should I write a spin off of Allan and his wife? Do you like where the story is going? Feed back is always great and with every review I get more and more inspired to write so please leave a review.