A/N: this chapter was meant to be the second story, but I was not really happy about it and changed it many, many times... So I hope you guys enjoy it. The next chapter will be up tomorrow.

This one will be different from the other two and in the future I will try to give you guys all different kind of genres.

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Merlin wandered, his eyes set upon the thousands of leaves spread over the forest floor, his cape tightly placed around his slender shoulders. The cape was one of the last remaining things he still had from Camelot, magic was waved in it so the red fabric would never tear or get old. He shivered, it was way too cold for this time of year and even with his magic he wasn't able to protect himself completely against the cold weather. He looked up, searching for the sky between the branches, it wouldn't be long before snow would fall.

It was when he heard soft mumbling in the bushes that he narrowed his eyes, but his face was still hidden away in his cape so his pursuers wouldn't notice that he had noticed them, or at least he thought that it were pursuers. He could feel his magic right under his skin, preparing to defend him if needed.

He kept on walking, but was soon stopped when a large man walked from the bushes to the middle of the road, looking dangerously at him. The raven felt shivers run down his spine, the man was really impressive, maybe even more than Percival had been. The sound of footsteps was heard behind him and he knew he was cornered.

'Give us all of your gold!' The large man roared while he pointed his sword to the warlock.

Inside his head Merlin laughed, he could easily get rid of all the guys, but... he didn't want any trouble and it wasn't as if he had much money to begin with, or that he really needed it. So he just sighed and reached for the small pouch hanging at his belt. He showed it to the man while saying. 'This is all I have.'

The man stared confused at him and at the pouch that clearly didn't contain many coins. 'You must have more!'

The raven shook his head. 'I have no more.'

The robber and his friends looked at each other, before the man ordered them. 'Search him, he must have more.'

Merlin rolled his eyes and sighed, he wasn't going to allow that, not with his magic book and herbs in his bag. He was about to release his magic when he was stopped by another man's voice. 'Enough...' His heart skipped a beat and he slowly turned around facing the man. 'Can't you see how skinny he's? A nobleman would have more meat on his bones.' But Merlin didn't listen to the words, he stared at that familiar face.

'Oh, come on Robin. Do you really think that a commoner would be able to afford a cape like that?'

Merlin placed his hands in his side and looked hurt at the large man in front of him. 'I didn't steal it, my master gave it to me.' After speaking his last words a deep sadness spread over his mind, only the thought of Arthur made him long for those years.

'See, we should say that he's lucky to have a master like that.' Robin sighed and turned back to Merlin. 'I'm sorry for scaring you like that.' He winked the others that they should leave and turned once back at the warlock. 'Watch out for the sheriff's soldiers.'

The man wanted to walk away, but was stopped by Merlin's voice. 'Wait.'

'Yeah?'

He only called for him since he longed for some more time with the soul he once knew. 'Uhh... You're Robin Hood, aren't you?' The brunette nodded. 'I have heard about the things you do, the people love you.'

'I only do my duty to protect the people.'

Merlin smiled, he was as noble as ever, but at the same time he felt sadness rise in his heart. This wasn't the time for reunion, he shouldn't interfere... and he wouldn't. He could feel a tear roll over his cheek. 'Do your best... for the people.'

'I will.'

The raven gave him a sad smile. 'Than I will say goodbye...' He turned around and started to walk away.

Now it was Robin that stopped him. 'Wait... did we meet before... I mean, I have a feeling that I know you.'

Merlin turned away. 'Not in this lifetime...' Robin stared at him, as he walked further away from him. 'Goodbye...' He spoke his next words softer. 'Goodbye Lancelot, oh noblest knight of them all...' He felt another tear ran over his face when left the man behind. This was not the time for reunion, in this time Lancelot had his own mission, one that didn't involve magic.

He would be the people's hero, the legendary Robin Hood.