The Robin Hood Gang 3: A World Joined (Ended)

Sal

"You'll see." I say with a smirk. We get in my car, and begin to drive. Finally we pull up at a place with some very nice looking cars.

"How about the yellow one?" I ask Eve. She shrugs.

We walk through the cars a little. Suddenly, a sales manager comes up to me.

"Hello ladies, what can I get you?" He asks. I take out my gun, and shoot him. I hop in the nearest car.

"This will have to do." I say. It is a Velozzi Hybrid.

"She's going to love this." Eve says.

"Or else." I say. I take out my lock pick, and in less than a minute the car is up and running.

"Lets go." I say. I grin as people stare when we drive down the road. finally, we get to the mansion.

"Alis, I have a surprise for you." I say when I walk inside.

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Riley

I take my gun out.

"Leave, Bree." I say. She gives me a cold glare, and walks out. She was so silly sometimes. She knew, no matter what, I would win in the end. Why, then, did she even bother trying to argue with me?

"I need your word you won't hurt James." I tell Reg.

Bree

I walk out the door, trying my best to hide my anger at Riley.

"You okay?" Ace asks.

"No, but it's got nothing to do with you. Where's Maitea? I think that poison is messing with Riley's head."

"Check her room." Ace says. We both walk upstairs.

I see a note on the counter.

Off to Spain. My dad is missing. Back soon.

Maitea

Fabulous. This was just great. Not! I look over at Ace.

"Did she say anything about this to you?" I ask. He shakes his head.

Reg Carter

Any emotion I had ceased to exist now, I wanted James' soul. He should die. Although, it wouldn't do me any good to mess Riley about either. I needed time to heal, to fix slowly. I thought about the question and then glared coldly out of the mansion window.

"You don't have my word, Riles," I said, quincing at the pain. "But I won't touch 'im."

I then just stood there, silent and facing the window. Everything was always so quiet. It was as if it were all on a loop, as if everything were a cycle...

I need to write in this POV or most of it won't make sense..... And sorry it is kind of long, just wanted to get most things cleared up.

Heather Donerez (Maitea's mom)

My daughter bursts into the room, holding the note.

"Where's dad?" She demands.

"Calm down, daughter, he is fine. Let's settle this over a drink." I say, and hand her a glass of what look like water. She shrugs and takes the glass. A second later, she is collapsed on the floor.

"She really is a gifted poison maker. Too bad she can't recognize it when it's given to her." I say as my husband walks in.

"How much of her memory will she loose?" He asks me.

"A years worth. She won't remember a thing. I have a story planed, though. She'll be awake in about an hour. Bring her into the medical office." I say. He picks her up, and carries her away. About five minutes later, he is back.

"And it will be that simple? She just forgets, and we turn her on her friends?" Walter asks me.

"Of course. She has known Bree for a while, and Alis, but the rest she shouldn't have any memories of. I have a story for that too."

"And you know it is only temporary? Once she wakes up, we only have 48 hours."

"I am aware." I say coldly.

"You're not worried about what happens when she gets her memory back?"

"She won't remember the 48 hours. We just lie some more."

"She is an intelligent girl, Heather, she'll know something is up."

"I know, and she will go back to find what is left of the gang, if they don't kill her the first time, and they will kill her. We shall be rid of our problems. We hunt down the rest of the sorry lot, and they die." I say with a smile.

Eve

"Alis, I have a surprise for you." Sal called when we returned.

"I still don't feel so good about this." I said.

"It's too late now." Sal said.

"I know, but...you didn't have to kill!"

"Yes I did."

I sighed. There was no point in arguing with her.

I was wondering if she even had a conscious when Alis walked up.

"What is it?!" She asked, then looked at the car. I smile stretched across her face.

"Impressive." She said.

"I know." Sal said.

Alis looked over at me, and could tell I felt guilty.

"First time?" She asked.

I nodded.

"You'll get used to it."

I didn't say anything. All I did was hope that she was wrong.

"You don't have my word, Riles, but I won't touch 'im." Reg says.

"That will do, for now." I say. He nods, and I walk out. I hear noise coming from outside, and go to look at the source.

A fancy-looking new car sits in the driveway. Alis looks esctatic, and Sal is grinning. Eve is standing there as well, looking a little out of place. That was likely only becuase I knew their character, though.

"How many people did you kill to get this?" I ask.

"Only one." Sal says.

"That's better than usual." I remark. Alis laughs a little, Sal laughs along.

"Lighten up a little, Eve. You'll need to get used to this." I look at her. Her eyes widen a little.

"Don't push her, Riley." Sal says. Huh, it wasn't like her to protect anyone but herself.

"Just making her understand what life is like for us." I say, and walk inside to find James.

"I wish you would stay," I tell him, "though by no means am I going to force you to."

Thanks for letting me join so far in, Kaywiia!

Name: Cleo Voleta

Age: 24

Picture:

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She is average height at 5'7'', and thin. Her tan is natural.

Country and Global Location: Greece

Languages You Speak: Greek and English

Which RHG's were You In Before, If Any?: None

Vehicle:

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Personality: She is a little too intelligent for her own good, and likes to flaunt it. She can be nice, but is often competitive and can come off as rude. She brags a lot, and is constantly trying to be the best. Underneath it all, she is nice, though.

History: She was born and raised in Greece. She skipped a grade, and got into college at age 17. She has a PHD in the medical field. But beneath her seemingly happy life, her parents were killed when she was 15, she had to live with her drunk uncle, she tried to run away a lot and college was her only escape. When she was 22 she joined a gang to escape her uncle. Now she is coming over to America.

Likes/Dislikes: Likes- Helping people, sunshine, and showing off. Dislikes killing people and someone else being better than her in something.

Up for love: Sure.

Other: She is a terrible fighter. She can't even hold a gun properly.

Can we say Jimmy and Cleo know each other since they both lived in Greece?

Cleo

I get off the plane, and look around. People are speaking an assortment of languages. I don't hear any Greek, though, and feel a little homesick.

I pick up my phone, and dial.

"Jimmy?" I ask, speaking in Greek.

"Cleo? I haven't hear from you in ages." He answers in the same language. It was nice to hear that spoken again, it had been a while. Getting out of Europe hadn't been easy.

A man had smuggled e in a taxi to a boat. Then the boat had taken me to England. From there I went to Ireland and took a plane to America. The whole process had taken a week.

"Yeah, well, let's just say I am the Austin airport. Where might I find you guys?"

"Take the I-90 south. When you get to exit 67, get off. Drive for another 30 minutes. You will see a little dirt road on the right. take that. Then you will be here. Are you seriously coming?"

"Thanks Jimmy, and yeah, seriously." I smile and hang up. This was going to be great.

Alis

"I'm going for a ride, who wants to come?" I ask.

"I'll come, I guess." Jimmy says.

"Excellent!" I say as he gets in. As I am about to start the engine, his phone rings. He is speaking Greek to another girl, Cleo. Apparently she was coming here....why did that bug me?

"Who was that?" I ask when he gets off.

"An old friend." He says. I narrow my eyes.

"Ah, I see." I say, a little more cold then necessary.

"Are you okay, Alis, you've been acting a little weird lately?"

"Perfectly fine." I say, but know it's a lie. "so how many people am I allowed to kill on the way back?"

Jimmy

After hanging up my phone, I narrowed my eyes at Alis. What was going on with that chick lately? It was as if she was offended because I had another friend besides her. Putting my phone in my pocket, I turned to her.

"Perfectly fine." Alis answered my previous question rather quickly. Suddenly, the tone of her voice changed completely. Weird. "So, how many people am I allowed to kill on the way back?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her overexcited comment. As I was about to tell her not to kill anyone, I paused. I did want her to kill someone... it was fun. As much as I hated it, I'd slowly began to like killing.

"As many as you want." A curved grin grew on my face.

Alis stared at me, her eyes wide. I couldn't help but notice a glimmer of happiness in her pretty eyes. I felt more than happy that she was clearly impressed.

"Wow, you've had a change of heart!" Alis smiled, finally starting the engine. "Ah well, I'm not going to complain!"

The smile remained on my face as Alis began to drive. For the first five minutes, my eyes remained locked on Alis' face. I had to admit, she was pretty hot. Especially for a tough girl. Plus, she was really nice. She was when she wanted to be anyway. She was also funny, smart and she was real fun to be around. What was I saying...? I didn't like Alis, no way. Of course I didn't like her! I mean, it was Alis for God's sake!

I suddenly turned my attention away from her. Crap... I liked Alis.

Reg Carter

I limped out of the house angrily, staggering every step. I burst through the front doors of the mansion and rocketed straight up to young Sal. I didn't care how tough everyone said they all were, when it came to authority I'd hit trumps. I took the back of my hand and strapped it harshly across her face, knocking her to the ground.

I towered over her angrily and pointed deep into her eyes.

"I don't care if everyone in this hell hole is shittin' blind, and I sure as hell don't care if the PK 'ave given you some kind'a whirlwind of adrenaline to go 'round shootin' who you bloody like!" I paused and spat on the ground, turning away. "Y'all forgot what the hell we 'ere for? We help the poor for Christ's sake. We're the damn good guys."

I staggered into the woods, taking my gun with me and lobbing it into the forest. I then walked away from everyone and came to a small river in the forest. I sat there, trying to calm myself. I marvelled at the beauty of the soft, slow flowing stream. Then I cursed. I never 'it girls, I thought, Bloody disgrace.

I laid back and fell asleep, listening to the sounds of the river.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, exams have been crazy.

Chris

I came out of the kitchen with a drink in my hand and saw Reg slapping Sal. I gaped in shock and when he'd stormed off into the woods I carefully made my way over to Sal. Her face was twisted with fury and humiliation, and when she saw me I thought she was going to hit me, or shoot me which seemed much more likely as she was reaching for the pistol in her belt. I held my hands up and took a step back.

"Woah wait a sec Sal, I'm not the one you're mad at."

She thought about it for a second then stormed past me, knocking my shoulder as she went. She ran up the stairs and I distantly heard a door slamming and objects being thrown around a room, I wasn't going up there for a while.

Bree suddenly appeared at my shoulder.

"What the hell was that about?" she asked, shock on her face.

"I don't have a clue, I just came out here and saw Reg yelling at her and then he hit her and went into the woods. I wouldn't ask her about it anytime soon though, if you value your life."

Cleo

I pull up at what looks like it once must have been a nice place. It is broken down, and covered in vines, but all that besides it was a suitable place to live.

I walk up the the door and knock. A girl with brown hair and blue eyes answers the door. She is pretty, by western standards, but in Greece her paleness would have made her a stand out and far less attractive.

"Who are you?" She asks coolly.

"Cleo. Is Jimmy here? This is the address he gave me."

"He isn't here now, but should be back soon." She leads me inside, into a poorly furnished living room. "Wait here, I will see is he recognizes you when he gets back."

Suddenly an engine sounds outside. There is some talking, and some laughter too. Jimmy's voice is distinct, along with another girls.

Jimmy walks in. "Cleo, you're here." He says with a smile. I run up and give him a hug.

"It's so nice to see you, Jimmy." The girl behind him look like she just about wants to kill me.

"Who's the little creep?" I whisper to Jimmy in Greek.

"Alis, she speaks Greek, you know." he responds.

"Ah, don't fret, dear. there is no need for getting mad. I'm Cleo, by the way." I say to her, trying to be nice. I would have offered to shake her hand, but she still had a violent look about her.

"So, who runs this show?" I ask, looking around.

Bree

"I don't have a clue, I just came out here and saw Reg yelling at her and then he hit her and went into the woods. I wouldn't ask her about it anytime soon though, if you value your life." Chris says.

"I had no intention." I say, really angry at Sal.

Suddenly, the doorbell rings.

"Who are you?" I ask as I open the door to a very tan, rather tall girl.

"Cleo. Is Jimmy here? This is the address he gave me." She says.

"He isn't here now, but should be back soon." I lead her inside to our sitting room. "Wait here, I will see is he recognizes you when he gets back."

Jimmy walks in. "Cleo, you're here." Cleo runs up and gives him a hug.

"So, who runs this show?" Cleo asks. She looks around.

"My sister, she is around here somewhere." I say. As if on cue, Riley comes down the stairs.

"Who is this?" She asks, giving the girl a once over.

Alis

On the way back, we make a little stop at the Devil's Market. I hand Jimmy a gun.

"Have fun, I have some, uh, debts to settle." I say, and jump down through the hole in the pavement Less than 15 minutes later, we are both out.

"That was actually pretty cool." Jimmy admits.

"Finally you see things my way." I say with a smile.

We drive with mostly idle chatter back to the mansion. When we pull up, Jimmy walks in ahead of me. A girl runs up to him, and gives him a hug. I wanted to shoot her right there for two reasons.

First, she was hugging Jimmy, and I wish she wasn't.

Second, she was pretty, and I was jealous. Very, very jealous. She looked like some type of tan supermodel.

"Who is this?" Riley asks, giving the girl a once over.

"Another unnecessary fighter. She is useless to us." I say, giving her a long, cold glare.

"I'm not a fighter. I'm a doctor." She says proudly. Reason three I wanted to kill her.

"Well, we already have one. Goodbye." I say, making my voice thick with 'unwelcome'.

"An actual doctor?" Riley asks.

"I have a PHD." She says with an even bigger grin.

"I'll be upstairs." I say before I actually did consider killing her.

"Hey, Sal." I say, walking in the room we shared.

"Reg...slapped...me!" She yells.