The Robin Hood Gang 2: Service from Spain

Suzie-

I was wandering, not wanting to be too much of a bother while Bree was in recovery. Maitea found me.

"Riley need something?"

"Yeah. She wants to know where her 42 Cal is."

Of course. "Last I saw it is was in her motorcycle holder. Why does she need it?"

"Alis and Jack found this rich persons place with a safe, but they had to leave before they could open it."

A heist. Great...

"Okay," I said, adding cheer to my voice. "Let's go find a gun."

Max

It wasn't too bad not to be the center of attention for as long as I had, but at this point, I was just bored. So, I did what any restless kid would do.

I left when everybody went off to the warehouse. I just walked right out to the garage and got in my nice car, and drove away. As I got near the city limits, I threw my phone right into the lake. I didn't need it anymore. I came into the gang to get the vengance, but after this much time passing, it's really just a memory that makes no difference now, other than that I couldn't really make myself big again in the world, and I didn't know if I wanted anything like that.

Along the way to my destination, I stopped in a guitar shop and bought an electric guitar and an amp. I drove up to a hotel and bought an expensive room with my credit card, just so I could get up to the roof. I elevatored up and found an outlet. I plugged everything in and did what I did; I played some music.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adV8-_hgL4g)

I wasn't going to kill myself, as much as it seemed. I just liked to have some outdoor air. It helped me think, and I wanted to think for a bit.

I did everything in my life that I thought was possible; I was famous for a while, I was a fun-loving criminal for a while, I was a child for a while, and I found a girl that I loved for a while. I needed something to do, and I didn't know what. But I thought of a way I could spend some time before it came clear.

I grabbed the amp and went back into my car. I made a bunch of stops everywhere that I could to get pieces to make my amp plug into my car. I plugged it all in and drove straight across the highway. I turned on the car's auto-gas, and it drove itself. I grabbed the electric guitar, and started playing as the car drove down.

The gang found me, and I was decently thankful of that. But that was ages ago, and since I've done a little more than be a lost child. I wanted to play music, and I wanted to drive. I just kept driving across that highway, playing my guitar, and stopped when I needed to.

My place in the gang wasn't there, and I needed to find where I did fit in. And I expect to find it eventually. For now, I just feel like driving and playing until I find it. After an hour or so of driving and playing on the highway, I stopped for gas and for a payphone. I left a message on the Gang's phone.

"Hey, it's Max. I just felt like telling you guys that I'm done in the gang. I have other things to do, and I don't want to stay. I still wish you all the best in whatever you do, blah blah, I really have to get back to what I'm doing. Rock on, everybody, and I hope you guys have a good life".

I put the phone down and jumped back into my car. I drove off and played, knowing I'd find something soon enough.

Basically, Max has just ran away...for good. A lot of it is just that I don't feel attached to this character for the moment, and I don't ever see a place to post as him in this storybook. If you guys actually find him, I'll be really pissed off. I feel bad at times not posting with this character, so I figured I'd send him away. Maybe he'll drift into another storybook, who knows. And of course, I'll read along with what you guys are doing, but I don't need to be here. Have a lucky day, everybody!

Sorry about that, Howler, if you feel like re-joining, just come back in...

Bree

I notice Max is gone, I sigh, but knew this would happen sometime soon.

"Gah, you just wait until I can stand up again..." I tell Reg. He laughs.

"What, you'll be able to do somethin' more 'n galre a' me when your mad." He reponds.

"You know what..." I say, but really have no comment.

"Don't worry, you'll be up and annoying the hell out of everybody soon." Riley says, walking into the room.

"Almost as good as if I had said it myself." Alis commented.

"Be nice people!" Suzie exclaimed.

Alis mumbles something. The ones close to her laughed.

"What?" I ask.

"Alis jus' bein' funny, that's all." Reg says. I sigh and roll my eyes. I felt so much like a child, everyone picking on me and being totally defenseless to do anything. Riley used her power as leader a lot, I couldn't, just can't. Its not like me.

Name: James MacTavish

Age: 22

Picture: (I know its a different one

Spoiler

Vehicle: Now Drives A 1997 Chevy Impala

Personality: Hes one of the oldest members of the team and deffinately one of the closest to Riley even if he has a hard time with it sometimes. He's pretty quiet but his relationship with Riley has caused him to come out more in the group and be more involved. but still all most of the group knows about him is that he would give almost anything to keep them safe, and some might now see him as a little softened. However in reality hes very dangerous, and very very smart.

History: His father didn't want a son or even a family. He wanted a dynasty. As a hitman, his father wanted James to be one as well. As soon as he could walk he was drilled to be fast, strong, and smart. He trained in firearms, and martial arts as soon as he was old enough. This left him completely unexposed to life outside, and so he desired to be free more and more, and when he was 17 he broke out, killing the house guards and living in the streets. His skills allowed him to make a living and eventually he was picked up by the gang. Two years ago him and Riley entered an on and off relationship but he left to go south, and is only just now returning, slightly apprehensive of what might have happened in his absence.

Up for love: In a relationship?

Other: Is almost always armed, and was one of the best fighters, now it seems like he may have some competition.

James~~ (sorry if I'm interrupting something)

I shut the door behind me and looked at the old building the gang was calling home now. It was nice, if a bit hard to find.

I through my pistol into the seat of my car, someone had to be watching and that might convince them not to blow my brains out, and walked towards the door my arms hanging loosely at my sides. I got to the door and waited sure someone was going to come down, but no one did. I tried the handle and pushed it open. The place looked nice for a thieves den.

"Riley!" I called out.

A girl peeped over the rails, probably one of the new girls from spain, 'Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

She raised a gun and said, "Get down."

I shook my head and moved around the outside of the room, flicking the door closed behind me as Reg came out of a door.

"Reg! Tell this girl to point that gun someone else. She might hurt someone."

"James?"

I smiled, "In the flesh. Where is she?"

Reg Carter

I smiled and jogged up to him. I took his hand and gave it a good shaking.

"About time we got the old crew back, eh?" I laughed.

He simply nodded and looked at the girl.

"Put the gun down, Alis," I snarled, "Bree's been 'urt, but she's okay. You've missed a bit, James, son. I'm marrying Bree!"

"Congratulations!" He shouted, shaking my hand.

"Why thanks!" I replied and looked into his eyes, I could sense his concern. I nudged him with my elbow and whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, James. Riley's still single - she's in there with Bree," I say, gesturing to another room, more open than the last.

"Thanks," He replied.

(For the sake of everything, they are back in America...)

Riley

Bree and I were outside, making wedding plans by the lake.

"No, the blue one!" Bree said. I hated wearing long gowns and this wasn't helping. I hear someone call my name. The voise is familiar, but I swear I am imaginig it. I turn around. James is standing. The sun seems to put a glow around his head.

"James?" I ask, standing up.

"In the flesh." He says. I run up to him.

"James, I missed you."

"I missed you too Riley, that's why I am back." James laughed. I give him a quick hug.

Alis walks out and looks coldly at James, "Who are you?" She asks.

"James, what's it to you?" He says. I roll my eyes.

"Look, Alis, I trust James, you should do. Don't go doing anything stupid." I say.

"I think the feeling goes beyond trust." Alis hisses, then walks off.

"I see she's happy to meet you." I say to James. Maitea and Ace come walking out.

"We heard there was someone new." Maitea says. She shakes James hand.

"I am Maitea, this is Ace." She says, Ace nodds. James eyes them. I know what his mind was regestering, they don't have a weapon on them, while in the old gang we allways all did.

"Its good you feel safe here." James says.

"We have enough hand-fighters I am not worried." I say. I nodd to Maitea. James laughs. Maitea frowns.

"You know, I beat Riley in our first practice fight, and she has yet to beat me in any others." Maitea said.

"And I wouldn't get on the bad side of Alis." Ace added.

"JAMES!"

Maitea and I got Riley's gun and met up with Ace outside of the room. I had to tie my shoe so they went in without me. That was when I heard the almost not so familiar voice (read the 1st Robin Hood gang for answers) with Riley.

So in I barelled and crashed into him, wrapping him in a sisterly hug. "When did you get here?"

"I could ask the same of you," he replied. "I thought you left with Mitch."

"I missed everybody. That means we're over half of the old gang!" I did a little dance but then straightened out when I recieved wierd stares. "Ahem, so what's your story?"

Alis

It is very rare I judge before I get to know someone. Actually, I hadn't ever really done it before, It was very unlike me.

But he was diffrent.

I didn't like him right off. It was weird, but every muscle in my mind seemed to scream "Dangerous! Bad! Stay away!". Which was odd. Usually I wasn't afraid of people, they were afraid of me. But he just scared me. I didn't like being afraid of someone.

But I have to hide it. I stifle a sigh and go back down to where the rest of them are. I shudder when I see him, but keep on walking.

"Welcome to the group." I say bitterly.

"Alis, cool down." Bree says, staring at me.

"He...fine." I agree grudgingly.

"You acting odd, Alis." Ace says. I hiss, he seems to change his mind.

James shifts his wieght, leaning more towards me by just an inch. I impulsivly take a step back. Everyone stares. I quickly search for something clever to say, and fall short.

"Alis, are you afraid of James?" Riley asks.

"What the hell, Riley, I've seen bunnies more scary looking than him." I say then martch upatairs.

Riley

"What the hell, Riley, I've seen bunnies more scary looking than him." Alis says, then she martches upstiars.

"Whta's up with her?" James asks.

"I think she's afraid of you." I said to him.

"Well, I am not afraid of her." James responds.

"You will be, trust me, you will be." Suzie says. Suzie had seen Alis mad, it wasn't pretty. The gorup falls silent.

"Okay, so who wants to go back to wedding planning?" Maitea says to break the silence.

Maitea, Ace, Bree and Suzie all went outside. I knew Ace only went because Maitea would have made him come if he didn't go willingly. I turn to face Reg and James.

"The're going overboard." I report to James.

"Ah, I can see that." he says. He looks at Reg, "I can't believe your tying yourself down Reg."

"She's wort' it." Reg said. I laugh.

"What?" James asks.

"Just the fact that anyone looking at us would think us just friends discussing a wedding, not theifs who stole for the good of the poor who might have killed a person or two along the way. The iorny in it, mostly. And the calmness." I say. I look out into the slowly setting sun behind the white roman pillars.

"Wow, Riles, that wa' awful deep." Reg says, laughing.

"Yeah, its a talent. Who wants to go snag some money off some rich people?" I ask, almost laughing at how casually I could say it.

"Wha' the 'ell, why not?" Reg says.

"Sure, why not?" James says at the same time Reg made his remark. I shove my gun into the pocket of my leather motorcycle jacket and grin.

James~~

I looked after Alis as she left. That was odd.

I turned to Suzie, "I was working a job down south. Helping in a revolution, but it got bloody and they started to not like outsiders. It was probably time to leave though anyways" I glanced up at Riley.

"Why'd you go in the first place?"

I stumbled for words, "It's complicated." This time Riley glanced at me. "but is there anyway I can get some food? I'm starving."

Reg Carter

I looked at Riles and smiled. "Hey, 'ere James. Why don't I cook us all up some beans, eh?"

He looked at me and tried not to burst into laughter. The memories of when I first joined, when I'd only ever cook up baked beans!

Riley joined in and giggled a little, where as Bree looked blank.

"Sure, why not," James replied.

Riley

I laughed a little. I could tell Bree was mad she didn't get the joke. I turned to her.

"It's an inside thing. Just let it go Bree." I say.

"Fine, but I'm going back to planing. And, by the way," Bree looksat me a minute, "Mom and dad are coming tomorow."

"Wait up a minute, tommorow? YOur insane. How long are they going to stay?" I demand.

"About two weeks." Bree says.

"Bree, I can't keep any sort of act together for more than one day. You want me to act all girly and nice and....for two weeks?"

"Yup, they need a chance to get to know us again. They haven't seen us in almost four years. Just be yourself." Bree says.

I make my voice all sugar sweet, "Hi mom, hi dad. Let me just check you don't have a gun on you, then you can come in, okay?" I frown.

"Whatever, there coming tomorow. I'll teach you how to act normal later. Right now, I am hungry." Bree says. The smell of burnt beans is coming from the kitchen along with Reg's swearing. James is laughing.

Bree

She was insane. She could act normal for two little weeks. I mean, it couldn't be that bad, could it?

After we eat the slightly burnt beans me and Riley go upstairs. all she has for cloths are ripped jeans, t-shirts and a motorcycle jacket. She was hopeless. I dig through my stuff and find what I am looking for.

A white skirt, pink t-shirt and a pair of pink high heels. I also have a headband with a bow on it.

"No." Riley says, going pale at the sight of the clothes.

"Yes," I say.

Alis

I hear Riley and Bree fighting, and decide to go investigate.

"What in the name of sams hell are you fighting about now?" I ask, walking in.

"Bree wants me to wear that." Riley says with disgust, pinting at a rather cute skirt and shirt ensemble. But it was something Riley would never wear.

"Give it up, Bree. Riley would rather die than wear that thing." I say.

"She needs to look somewhat normal. Our parents are coming tommorow and she needs to at least apear like she isn't some physicadelic maniac." Bree says.

"I do not!" Riley screams.

"To mom and dad you will." Bree retorts.

"Fine, I'll wear the...things." Riley says grudgingly. I laugh.

"When was the last time you wore heels, Riley?" I ask her.

"Ten years ago." Bree says. I laugh.

Maitea

I finish the last of the wedding plans, sigh, and call the companies to place our orders. Marcello could get them for us.

"Ace, how much you wanna bet that Reg will find a way to burn his suit?" I ask him.

"Ten, twenty, fifty bucks." He responds, I laugh, Reg probably would.

I hear Alis's laughter coming from upstairs.

"I wonder who she killed now." Ace said. We are silent for a minute, then burst out laughing.

"I hear Riley's parents are coming."

"Yeah?"

"Aparently they are government officals." I say. I walk into the kitchen where Reg and James are.

"Hey guys." I say.

"Beans?" Reg asked. James started laughing. I didn't get the joke.

"What?" Ace asks.

"Nothing, its a long story." James says.

"Are there ever any short stories?" Ace asks.

"No." Reg says, and laughs a little.