Another new story. Yay.

Robyn Hood

Chapter 1

The masked bandit, at least that's what they called her, ran and ran through the crowds of people in the market place. The soldiers only knew she was a girl because of the dresses she wore. She couldn't even stop to take a breath because she was being followed. She turned around and two people caught her by her arms.

"Let me go."

"Hello, again, masked bandit." Another man stepped in front of her and pulled off her hood which just showed a mask.

"You again. Make them let go off me."

"I think you have something that belongs to me." He took the necklace from around her neck.

"Hey that's mine."

"Peasants don't wear jewelry. Where did you steal this from?"

"My mother gave it to me."

"Yeah right. Take her to prison."

"NO!!!" She kicked them both, grabbed her necklace and ran.

"What are you waiting for? GET HER!!!!"

"Butterfree, I choose you. String shot." The strings wrapped the soldiers and the general.

"Peasants aren't supposed to have Pokémon!!!" he screamed. "Get her."

"Good job Butterfree! Now use Gust to blow them away." The wind butter free made with its wings blew them away.

"You can run, girl, but we will find you." The general screamed.

"Good job, Butterfree. Return." The girl smiled and went into the store next her.

"You're getting into trouble a little early today, princess." She placed the necklace around her neck and took of her mask.

"Please, sir." She smiled and gave him a bag of gold, "It's May out here. You can never be too careful."

"How can I ever thank you, May?"

"Just hang in there. My father will be back soon."

"How soon?"

"I don't know. He just said soon." She put on her mask and hood and ran off.

"Thank you, May. I don't know how we can ever repay you?"

"Just keep trying. Long live King Norman."

"The girl has to be around here somewhere." She heard the guards said from outside of the house.

"May, guards. You must hide." The man warned.

"OK." She ran upstairs and took off her peasant clothing to show a lovely dress made for a princess. She climbed out the window and down the tree. May landed on the ground safely and walked into the market. The guards were around the every corner and on every block.

"Whatever happens you must find that girl," The general said. "Now, Go. Tell everyone you see that there will be an award for anyone who find the masked bandit, dead or alive but preferable dead."

May listened to the general trying not be seen. She pretended to be looking at the baker's pastries. "Oh princess." The baker said. She shushed him and handed him a bag of gold. "Thank you." He whispered. She nodded and she took a cupcake still trying to listen to the general.

"Princess." May sighed because she was caught. She turned around to see the general bowing. "You are not supposed to be outside of the palace walls."

"I do not need you to tell me what you to do, general."

"But your majesty. It is too dangerous outside of the walls. The masked bandit is still loose."

"I am not scared of the masked bandit, general."

"Please let one of my men take you back to the palace, our highness."

"Did you find the masked bandit, general?"

"No, your highness." The general bowed and said, "Not after the display, sir, but we did find the princess in the market place."

"Why would the princess be in town?"

"I don't know your kingship, but she was very reluctant in coming back."

"Hmm… Bring in my niece." The servant bowed and did as he was told. "General bring me your best solider in all of Hoenn."

"Yes, your majesty."

The princess walked into the royal treasury. There was gold everywhere. She closed the door slowly and silently. Under her dress there was a bag that wrapped around her shoulder where it wasn't seen. She placed all the gold she could in the bag until she heard footsteps. She took some in her hand and hid them behind her back. "Princess," the person said when he opened the door.

"Yes."

"The king would like to see you now in the throne room."

"Thank you." She followed him into the throne room. 'He is no king.' May said.

"Presenting Princess Maybelline." Everyone bowed as she entered with her hands crossed.

"Yes." May said.

"Where was she?" the queen asked her escort.

"In the royal treasury."

"May, my daughter," the queen said. "Why do you insist on stealing? Can't you just ask? You would never do this if your father were here."

"You never give me money when I ask."

"We always do. May, give it back." The king said.

"Fine." She handed him the few pieces of the gold in her hands.

"All of it May." The handed him all the gold in her hand but not the ones in her bag hidden underneath her skirt. "Now ask."

"May I please have a few pieces of gold?"

"No." May's mother said.

"See."

"You should have never stolen it." May pouted and ran away. A man walked next to her as she ran by. "Post a guard by her door." The queen said, "So she doesn't leave her room."

May ran into the room and slammed the door. "They fall for it every time." May took the bag from under her dress and hid under her bed. She looked in her dressers for more bags but couldn't find any. May walked outside her room to see guards holding their weapons in her way so she couldn't pass.

"What is the meaning of this?" The men said nothing. "Then can someone get me some bags." Neither of the men standing outside her doors moved. They just stood still. May slammed her door. "If they don't want to get me some bags then I'll have to make some myself. She took the new dress from her closet. It was beautiful, yes. But did she need it as much her people needed the money, no. Ever since her pathetic uncle took the throne there has been starvation while they lived in splendor. She would have never known if she hadn't went outside the castle walls after her father went off to fight in the war. May never realized how bad the people had it because of her uncle's taxes. The only thing she hated more than her uncle's taxes was my mother letting him tax their people. From then on she vowed to always help her people no matter what. Her cowardly mother didn't have the guts to do something about it. So then she had to.

She ripped the dress, not caring that she had to wear it to meet the crowned prince of Kanto. She hated balls especially when the wealth had extravagant feast while her people barely had food on their tables. The door opened and May didn't even have to turn around to see who it was. She really didn't care. "Maybelline, my daughter, what are you doing? Why are you ripping your dress? What about meeting the prince of Kanto at the ball tomorrow night?"

"I'm not going to the ball."

"Why?"

"I will not go to a ball while my people starve because of unneeded taxes."

"Everyone has to pay taxes."

"I know but you let him tax the lower class more. So much that they barely have food."

"He is king."

"And you are the queen and you sit on your stupid throne like nothing is wrong."

"You are going to the ball whether you have to wear rags!!!" Her mother walked out her room and slammed the door.

"I'm not going to the ball." May said.

Here is my new story. Hope you like it.