A.N: Alright~ Time for Chapter 3 then! :D This is the update for you lovelies who gave me reviews. YOU GUYS ARE SO BABBU :3
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Robert brought the young man back to his cave. It was a struggle thanks to the young man's paranoia ("You are here to kill me again, aren't you?" "What?" "Just kill me, but I plead of you, do not kill the others!" and the young man broke into tears. "What are you muttering about?" Robert asked, confused at the young man's actions.). But Robert understands, he guessed it's because of the near death experiences that the young man been through that day. Not to forget the amount of deaths too.
When they finally arrived to Robert's cave, Robert let out a happy sigh as he laid the young man, helping him sit on one of the chairs in his cave (Apparently living with a guardian spirit of a forest gives you many advantages which includes the capabilities of obtaining some furniture in your cave house).
"Do you have any spare clothing?" Robert asked, looking at the young man in front of him as he tidied his table and grabbed some food for the said man to consume.
"I'm afraid not," answered the young man. Robert only nodded and gave a small "hmm" in response. "Very well then, I shall look for some clothing for you," replied Robert.
"Wait," the young man suddenly called and Robert only raised one of his eyebrows, waiting for the young man's next action. "I… I am Anthony Stark," the young man said before he stood up and held his hand out. Robert smiled and shook Anthony's hand, "I am Robert Green, nice to meet your acquaintance," Robert replied.
Robert let go of the young man's hand to grabbed two apples from the nearest tree and handed Tony one of them. The young man looked at the apple hesitantly before he took a small bite out of it. Robert smiled when he saw the small smile forming on Anthony's lips as he ate the apple bit by bit. Robert himself started eating his apple. He smiled at the taste of the fruit. He has heard many stories about the amazing tastes of many exotic fruits. But certainly no one has ever tasted the apples here because they tasted like magic. They were juicy and sweet and it tasted so amazing and there are no words to describe it.
"Mind to tell me about yourself Anthony?" Robert asked and Tony stopped eating.
"Tony is fine," he replied before he swallowed the fruit and continue talking, "I, as previously mentioned, am Anthony Stark, I am the only son of Howard Stark and the rightful next in line to rule Nottingham," Robert frowned.
"So why are those men after you?" asked Robert.
Tony shook his head, "I do not know, but I'm sure it's about who will rule the kingdom in the future," Tony answered. Robert nodded. "Tony," called Robert, his face and voice was serious, "You do understand that to the world, you are dead, don't you?" asked Robert.
Tony nodded. "I do understand. Though the fact that I can never return to my kingdom and claim to carry the blood of Stark ever again, I'm rather pleased at the current situation," Robert only stared at Tony with confusion,
"Why?" Robert asked.
"Because I'm alive,"
They returned to the place where Robert found Tony, the bloody camping site, upon Tony's request.
Robert sighed in relief it seems when he saw that there's still no one here. Robert frowned; it's actually between relief and anger. Why hasn't anyone come to this place yet and take care of the dead bodies? Is the king of Nottingham really that busy until he can't even give a glance and look at his army, his knights? Especially considering the fact that his one and only son is here.
Robert looked around to see that Tony is no longer beside him. "Tony?" called Robert.
"Over here," he heard a reply. Robert followed the source of sound, taking him to a small tent, a tent he believed to be Tony's.
"Tony?" he called, entering the tent. He saw Tony taking a pair of fresh clothes, a sword and a necklace from the table of the camp. Robert eyed the necklace, it was small and simple. Black thread with a small red ruby as its centre. Robert didn't know what it is, from whom is it from, but Robert knew that it meant a lot for Tony. How? By the way Tony looked at the necklace, like it has some sentimental value that he wanted to keep forever.
"Are you ready to leave now Anthony?" asked Robert looking outside the camp checking if the area was clear or not.
Tony gave a small glance at the camp before he sighed, "I am," and they left the camping site.
Robert set up a small camp fire outside the cave, providing them with enough light and heat.
Robert was roasting his freshly caught fishes on sticks when he saw Anthony, his clothes changed. No more blood stained shirt, only a simple white shirt with black leather pants. Robert smiled, Tony looked younger now that he is clean and fresh and wearing a fresh set of clothing. Robert's eyes were caught onto one spot, the necklace that Tony took from the camp site.
Tony sat next to Robert. A sighed escaped his lips when he finally settled down. Robert kept on eying the necklace, his thoughts started to drift when Tony called him, "Robert, Robert, your fish," Robert quickly jumped to reality. He moved his roasted fishes away from the fire. He looked at the fish, slightly burn, nothing uneatable. Robert smiled, he handed Tony one of his roasted-slightly-burnt-fish. Tony smiled and ate the fish.
They ate in silence before Tony started to speak up, "Robert," he called.
"Hmm?"
"Why are you alone?" asked Tony out of nowhere. Robert just smiled at Tony before he diverts his attention towards the night skies above. The moon was full and the stars were shining brightly.
"I guess it's about time for me to share my tale huh?" asked Robert, looking at Tony before his eyes started to move lower, towards the small glowing light embed in Tony's chest. There was this long silence before Robert speaks up again, "Robert Green isn't my real name, Robert Banner is," announced Robert and he heard a small gasp coming from Tony's mouth. He chuckled.
"I… I used to be a mage and an alchemist in this small village. I put my bets that you barely knew the said village. But it doesn't really matter anymore," Robert said, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
Tony leaned in closer to Robert and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, giving his friend a small apologetic look before Robert smiled back at him, telling him that he was fine through his body movements.
"The village was small and I loved that village. Everything was so peaceful and I thought that I could settle down in that village, start a family and die there. And I met these two siblings, Clinton Barton and Natalie Rushman," continued Robert.
Tony stared at Robert with confusion, "but they have different last names?"
Robert chuckled, "yes, yes they do. Though they are not related by blood, the bond between those two are strong, they are unseperatable. Even death couldn't stand in their way," and a small laugh followed.
"What happened then Robert if you really had a good life?" asked Tony as he stared at the camp fire in front of him.
Bruce smiled softly, "good things never lasts, I," a sigh, "I was having the time of my life when my once acquaintance, her name is Amora, came and burnt down the whole village only to look for something that people believed to be a myth," continued Robert.
"And what is that?" asked Tony.
"You know it as "the bird" the same bird that saved your life Anthony, while I knew it as a guardian spirit that has taken care of me until now," Bruce replied and Tony nodded.
"As I was saying, Amora came and burnt the village down to hunt the guardian spirit, she didn't care about the damages and deaths she had caused. And I was too blinded by anger and I didn't think much about what I should do next, and so I came to her," he stopped and inhaled a rather huge amount of oxygen, trying to calm his nerves down.
"And… What happened next?" asked Tony, curious.
"Amora, she cursed me," Tony's eyes widened. "And so if I ever get mad, I shall turn into a big green rage monster," said Robert, an empty chuckle following.
Tony looked down, unable to stare Robert in the eyes.
"I'm sorry," muttered Tony.
Robert ruffled Tony's hair, "It's alright lad, you didn't know," said Robert and Tony smiled.
"Now, is it my turn to ask?" asked Robert.
"Sure Robert, ask me anything," said Tony. Robert only pointed at Tony's necklace and sword, the same sword and necklace that Tony took from the campsite.
"Yeah, that sword, that sword belonged to an old friend of mine," said Tony before he grabbed the sword and laid it on the green grass next to the fire. Robert eyed the sword intensely, the sword was simple, and the basic design of the sword was common, except for the small patterns at the middle of the sword along with a small blue gem stone at the top of it. "His name was James Rhodes, a really good friend," Tony eyed the sword, "but he died during the war, by the hands of those assassins," said Tony, his words getting bitter. Robert nodded, "I see, then what about that necklace?" asked Robert, pointing at Tony's necklace.
Tony held the necklace in his hand, a small smile appeared on his face, "This necklace, it used to belong to my mother before she passed away when I was 3, this necklace is the only reminder that I have of my mother's existence. As soon as my mother passed away, my father burnt down all the things related to her, except for this necklace," Tony said, Robert clapped Tony's back.
"Sorry to hear that," muttered Robert, Tony chuckled, "don't be," he simply said.
"Oh, back to your matter Robert, why did you change your last name to "Green"?" asked Tony, leaning towards Robert.
Robert laughed, "Well, it's a silent reminder of who I can be. Because since that day with Amora, I hated myself with the burning passion of a thousand suns because of my recklessness," replied Robert. "Talking about false names, shouldn't you be getting one Tony?" asked Robert.
"Why?"
"Because you can't go out being Anthony Stark anymore," replied Robert, smoothly. Tony wanted to smack himself on the head for the stupidity.
"Right, I forgot about that. Any suggestions Robert?" Robert smiled.
"Perhaps Edward Blue?" asked Robert.
"Hm, Edward is a common name," muttered Tony as he placed his hand on his chin, "But why "Blue"?" asked Tony.
"As I said, a silent reminder of whom you can be," answered Robert with a smile on his face.
"Are you ready Tony?" asked Robert, standing behind Anthony, a small bottle filled with golden yellow liquid in hand.
"Ready!" answered Tony while closing his eyes. And Robert started pouring the liquid evenly onto Tony's head. Slowly, Tony's brown locks started to change color, from sweet hazel into golden yellow, strand by strand.
"Is it done?" asked Tony. Robert smiled, "yes, yes it is Anthony," said Robert as he gave Tony a small mirror. Tony grabbed it and looked at himself using a mirror. Tony smiled, "This is great," said Tony, giving a toothy smile.
"Robert," called Tony.
"Yes?"
"Can you cut my hair?" asked Tony. Robert looked at Tony with confusion, "Why?"
Tony turned around a smile at Robert, "I wanted to look different," Robert nodded, and he grabbed a pair of scissors from the nearest table and swallowed his saliva. "Are you sure Anthony?" asked Robert.
Tony only chuckled, "My name is Edward," he simply said and Robert ruffled Tony's—Edward's hair. "Very well then Edward, but I'm warning you, cutting hairs isn't my specialty,"
"Worry not Robert, I have faith in you. As long as you won't stab me with those scissors," joked Edward. Robert chuckled. He started cutting Edward's hair with the said scissors, cutting Edward's hair with the only style that he knew, the same hair style that Clinton has.
It took a while for Robert to cut Edward's hair. But when he's done, it was perfect. The exact same length and color as Clinton's.
Edward looked at his reflection in the mirror. "I…" Edward barely recognized himself. All that he saw was a young man with blonde hair and brown eyes instead of brown locks and a pair of hazel eyes to match up with it. All that he saw was Edward Blue, not Anthony Stark.
Edward smiled at himself, "Thank you Robert," said Edward.
Robert smiled, "Don't mention it Edward,"
A.N: So this chapter is kind of like a transition and all, that's why it's rather short and not much action, but hey! Robert is opening up to Tony- Edward! :D Give me reviews you guys! Reviews are cookies, and we know how good cookies are. COOKIES! :3
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