Fire And Shadows - A Guy/Meg FanFic - Part 1 - Oblivion Interrupted
Title: Fire And Shadows
Author: fictionalised
Fandom: Robin Hood BBC
Summary: Guy of Gisborne awaits execution in the dungeon. As he ponders the past, he also encounters a young woman who may influence the course of his future.
Pairing/Characters: Guy/Meg, Isabella
Spoilers: Totally gives away what happens in ep. 3x09
Rating: PG
A/N: I totally fell for this couple watching ep 3x09 and I’m not ready to let them go yet, so am writing this to indulge my love for them. It’s a short story of extended drabbles adapted from the scenes they shared together (of which there should have been more) and is my take on their thoughts as their friendship developed. Some of the dialogue appeared in the ep, some is my own.
Guy - Oblivion Interrupted
He glowered into the dungeon cell darkness and wondered for the thousandth time how he had come to this, why he hadn’t had the wits to escape; to do something, anything, other than become some sacrificial statement for a sister who was becoming more deranged by the day.
Sighing in frustrated resignation, he grasped clumps of his greasy hair in his hands and wondered whether he’d ever really found the motivation to live again after Marian, or whether his never-ending guilt prevented him from finding the energy or determination to save himself any more. The only reason he’d had to live, the only good thing in his life, and he’d destroyed her by his own jealous hands. What moment of madness. How he’d longed to relive that day, to change that final fatal action. How life might have played out differently. Only when he truly wanted to torture himself did he imagine a scene from a life shared with Marian.
“Unhand me now! I’m serious, I’m her friend, her ally, this is a terrible mistake!” a shrill, outraged voice permeated his dark musings, and although he didn’t move, his interest was piqued as he watched two soldiers struggle with… a woman? Between them they grappled with the cell door and threw the diminutive ball of fire and wrath inside, barely slamming the door in time to receive the brunt of her weight as she flung herself forward in a futile demonstration of aggression.
“Ha, doesn’t matter how great the fight, how strong the belief that you hate men, in the end men will always be your master” one of them jeered. As they walked away their sarcasm echoed back down the dank walls, taunting the woman who had become Guy’s unfortunate neighbour.
“Animals, barbarians, men…” She paused in the act of banging her fists against the bars to reinforce her contempt, as she saw with surprise the man lying on the floor, silent, still, but intently watching her every move.
Author: fictionalised
Fandom: Robin Hood BBC
Summary: Guy of Gisborne awaits execution in the dungeon. As he ponders the past, he also encounters a young woman who may influence the course of his future.
Pairing/Characters: Guy/Meg, Isabella
Spoilers: Totally gives away what happens in ep. 3x09
Rating: PG
A/N: I totally fell for this couple watching ep 3x09 and I’m not ready to let them go yet, so am writing this to indulge my love for them. It’s a short story of extended drabbles adapted from the scenes they shared together (of which there should have been more) and is my take on their thoughts as their friendship developed. Some of the dialogue appeared in the ep, some is my own.
Guy - Oblivion Interrupted
He glowered into the dungeon cell darkness and wondered for the thousandth time how he had come to this, why he hadn’t had the wits to escape; to do something, anything, other than become some sacrificial statement for a sister who was becoming more deranged by the day.
Sighing in frustrated resignation, he grasped clumps of his greasy hair in his hands and wondered whether he’d ever really found the motivation to live again after Marian, or whether his never-ending guilt prevented him from finding the energy or determination to save himself any more. The only reason he’d had to live, the only good thing in his life, and he’d destroyed her by his own jealous hands. What moment of madness. How he’d longed to relive that day, to change that final fatal action. How life might have played out differently. Only when he truly wanted to torture himself did he imagine a scene from a life shared with Marian.
“Unhand me now! I’m serious, I’m her friend, her ally, this is a terrible mistake!” a shrill, outraged voice permeated his dark musings, and although he didn’t move, his interest was piqued as he watched two soldiers struggle with… a woman? Between them they grappled with the cell door and threw the diminutive ball of fire and wrath inside, barely slamming the door in time to receive the brunt of her weight as she flung herself forward in a futile demonstration of aggression.
“Ha, doesn’t matter how great the fight, how strong the belief that you hate men, in the end men will always be your master” one of them jeered. As they walked away their sarcasm echoed back down the dank walls, taunting the woman who had become Guy’s unfortunate neighbour.
“Animals, barbarians, men…” She paused in the act of banging her fists against the bars to reinforce her contempt, as she saw with surprise the man lying on the floor, silent, still, but intently watching her every move.