(A/N/: So, this is my second FanFic. So…. I don't own A.T.)
Ryan's POV-
"RYAN! GET IN HERE!" The King's mother screamed. I really hoped I wasn't going to be beaten again. I hated standing there being hit, and having things thrown at me, and not being able to do anything.
"Coming, your Majesty." Your Royal Pain. I thought in my head. Oh, yeah, I need to introduce myself.
So, my name is Ryan. I am 16 years old. All of my family were killed in mysterious car crashes. I was captured by the Vampire King's parents, because they had already killed two out of their three kids out of frustration. I'm a wherewolf. Wherewolves are indistructible. (A/N/: It's supposed to be spelled that way.) So, I am used to "express frustration." If you don't know what I mean, I'm hit whenever the Vampire King's parents need to blow off some steam. I live in a dungeon cell. Cozy, right?
I'm the general of their Vampire Armies. Most of the boys don't think I can fight until I fight one of them. They look at me like I'm just another pretty face. I have blond hair with brown highlights, blue eyes, and I mostly wear a tank top, jeans, and some Vans. I usually have sunglasses, with my lucky necklace. So most of them don't believe me when I say that I've beaten everyone I've competed against, including the Vampire King himself. Yep, I've even beaten him. His mother wanted to make sure I was the best ever. Now, why don't I use my skills against her? Well it's complicated. You see there was a guy who I used to know, but he lived in a land named Ooo. He had a dog named Jake. The King's mother told me if I betray her, she'll make me kill him. I really don't want to kill the only hope I have left. My last hope of getting out of this place. But that's enough about me. Back to the story.
"RYAN! GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!"
"I SAID I'M COMING!" I finally arrived at her chamber. She looked annoyed, but excited to tell me somthing.
"So, Ryan, I have a little job for you."
"Yes, miss," I was a little annoyed. But, a job?
"You are going to hunt down my son, and tell him I need him. if he refuses, tell him I told you to kill a girl named Fionna,"
"I'm a little confused, miss."
"Okay. Tell Marshall to come home. If he says no, you say your going to kill Fionna the Human."
Fionna the human... Sounds a LOT like Finn the Human.
"You will go immeadietly."
"Yes, your majesty."
-Marshall Lee's POV-
It was late at night. I was about to go to sleep, when there was a knock at my door. Ughhhh... why now?
I answered the door anyways. There was a white wherewolf on my doorstep. It looked at me, already in a battle stance.
"Oh God." I said. It growled at me. I hoped it wasn't here to try and kill me. It lunged forward and caught me off guard. Let's just say, I didn't win the fight. Afterwards, we were both bloody and bruised.
"After all this time, you still don't trust me enough to be in your human form?" I panted. On the other side of my now jacked up house, the wherewolf grunted. The paws turned into hands, the muzzle into a face. The fighter was a girl. A GIRL beat me? There was only one person I knew who could do this.
"Ryan?"
"So, you do remember me?" She was trying to lighten the mood.
"Yep. How could I forget? Wait-why are you here?"
"Well... Big mama wants you to come home."
"Don't call my mother 'Big Mama'." I laughed," I'm not coming home."
Her face turned to anxiety," I really don't wanna do this Marshall. Your mom said if you don't come home, I'll have to kill a girl named Fionna the Human."
My face paled even more than it already was. "WHAT?"
"Yup. Your mom's orders." Fionna. My human. Killed? NO. I couldn't imagine life without her. Not seeing her goofy little smile.
"Why? Why her?"
"Why you askin' me? I got a week to bring you home. Or-" she ran her finger across her neck," Fionna's gone,"
"Look, I've... eliminated people before on your orders, what's so different about her?"
"Because, I love Fionna."
"Wow. Your just open about this? Just get straight to the point. Marshy, you've gotten a little soft."
"Have not."
"Have too." There was a silence before she spoke again.
"Look, Marshall. If your not coming home, I guess I should go, and do my job."
"WHAT? NOW?"
"Yup. Look. I can't control this. You know your mom's got power over me. And she makes me wear a coller that shocks me when I do something she doesn't like."
"Yeah, I know," Ryan was my friend, my best friend, other than Fionna. I felt bad about the beating, and the collar, and so much more of the stuff that had happened to her. It wasn't fair. Because of her expirences, she now only trusts me. She started to head out the door.
"Look, why don't you just meet her?"
"I don't meet with the people I'm about to destroy. Stay out of this."
"You know I can't stay out of this."
"Look, Marsh," She looked into my eyes,"Even if you hate me after this, I'm not allowed to care. Your mom won't allow it. I'm pretty sure you'll hate me after this is over, so here's to goodbye," She came up and hugged me.
"Goodbye Marshall." And then she left. Walked out my door, and morphed into a wolf. A wolf trying to kill my human.
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