Robin Hood: a Twisted Tale

Chapter one: Just Another Job

      The branches swayed violently outside the window, and though they were thick, they couldn't stop the heavy rain from pelting the window. What started as a light pitter patter over London had quickly become a heavy thunderstorm with winds that could sweep a grown man off of his feet. Even though such a strong storm was plaguing the city and people were barricading up their doors and windows, the only sign of the storm inside this mansion was the faint pelting of the rain. Even the rain was drowned out however, by the loud music being played on the vinyl record player, "By the Beautiful Sea" a popular song in america. The only other sound in the house was the chatter of a large man and a beautiful woman.

      A short lady only around one and a half meters tall, wearing a pastel pink dress with a white accent that went down to her ankles, wrapped around her mid-section tightly and flared out around her chest. She sat quietly with her legs crossed, making her socks visible. listening to the large man talk and ramble on about his story, she studied his body and his movements. He wore a suit, black dress pants that had a small shine to them, a black blazer that looked like it was about to burst at the seams, a white buttoned undershirt with sweat stains. The man was certainly large, close to two meters in height she assumed and weighing around 150 - 160 kilograms. His hair and beard were obviously unkempt and he had a terrible odor wafting off of him.

      The man waved his hands vigorously as he seemed to play out his story with them. "-T'was quite the magnificent catch, a 500 kilo bear standing three meters tall. if it was any other man they would have succumbed to fear and ran, but not I! I looked that bear square in the eyes and fought 'em with my bare hands." He went on describing his story and seemingly acted it out, but the lady didn't care much for the story, she knew it was nonsensical. Lost in her own thoughts she went over the information again "Marcus Grent VI, the head of a large oil tycoon, he had a negative history with women, his eagerness to impress them led to many taking advantage of him. He slowly became cold to women, and had become an abuser, buying prostitutes and bringing them to his home where they would be brutally beaten and abused." This type of man disgusted the lady and was happy to take on the job. 

      She glanced around at her surroundings and counted five guards, all with weapons and standing at each possible exit that wasn't a window. She pressed her finger against his lip and gave him a seductive glance "You've convinced me of your masculinity, no need to keep going when there is more we could be doing, why don't you send these guards out and we can get to the fun part" she let out a little giggle and scooted closer to him and bit her lip with a devilish look. Marcus looked startled and leaned back, his eyes wide, he turned away from her to the guards "Well then?! What are you fools still doing in here? Go now! before you're all fired!" She smiled and chuckled under her breath, Marcus looked back to her "now miss-" she cut him off "please... call me bunny" she giggled and looked up to him with innocence in her eyes as she caressed his shoulder. 

      she pulled him to her and looked into his eyes before kissing him deeply. It seemed like an eternity in that kiss before he finally relaxed, Marcus' muscles loosened and his hands fell to his side as he kissed her back. It was at that moment, When the man relaxed, bunny took a knife from the inside of his shirt and in a flash had pierced it through the mans neck, pulling away from the kiss bunny smiled and looked at him as blood began to drip from his neck "A man with no respect for women has no right to riches, but a man who would abuse a woman has no right to his life."

      Marcus' body had gone cold, and no one would know for an hour at the least. Bunny turned away from the man and slowly began to strip down, once down to her underwear her body slowly began to change and shift. Returning to bunny's original form he turned back to look at Marcus' corpse "Robert Lee Jones, The Reaper" he smiled as his normal clothes appeared onto him. He wore black metallic combat boots, calf high white socks, tight black leggings, a black form fitting shirt, and a heavy trench coat. His dark brown, fluffy hair stood up about four inches and faded off to two on the sides. he kept his hair semi long to cover his fox ears that stood up on the top of his head, and his tight leggings to restrict his tail from moving around.

      He stood up straight and studied the room, there were guards outside of every door, he thought to himself "If i'm going to get out I can't go out the doors, the guards would catch me instantly, killing them would be pointless, it might be best if I just go out the window" he calmly walked to the window and unlatched the hook keeping it locked. He lifted it up and the wind gushed in wailing loudly, the rain began to pour in and soaked the carpeted flooring. Bunny took a deep breath and sighed as he dashed out the window, landing softly on the ground and calmly walking through the heavy rain.