so yeah... i've been thinking about this for a while... hmm... this isnt too long i swear!
and it's tragedy 'coz marcy's gonna die... but it's a happy ending i swear!
MARSHALL'S POV
She wasn't a vampire, yet she wasn't a human as well. She was what people called a spirit, but her species was known as 'roamers'. Roamers were vampire-like beings, they never aged, but they did die like humans. They were a human-vampire hybrid I think. Their life was shown thru the color of their hair; most started their lives with black hair, and then it would slowly grow white or gray. The hair would grow then blend with the black. That symbolized how long they had to live, if their hair was almost completely white that would mean that they would die soon.
Almost everyone said that roamers and vampires would never work. They said the roamers were just another species that would die off. They were despised among the humans, and looked down upon by the vampires. I was the vampire king, she the roamers one and only queen.
But that didn't matter to me, none of that did. I loved her, and that was it. I would love her and stay with her forever… but alas, she had to die someday. If only I could turn her into a vampire, everything would be oh so simple, but I can't. Roamers were to stay roamers; they couldn't become a vampire or a human. When I found that out I was completely heart broken.
The only girl I had ever loved would die someday, and I would have to watch her life just fade away. She on the other hand was calm and at peace with her fate. It killed me to see her hair slowly turn white; she would always see me staring at her hair with a troubled look on my face, then she would smile, and everything would be all right.
I still remember the first time I met her… it was a cold winter's day, just another day in the nightosphere…
=flash back=
Everything was white, everything was covered in white. The buildings had smoke coming out of their chimneys, the shops lights were on but had no one in them, and the lake was solid ice. It was probably twelve midnight when I was taking my walk, I expected everyone to be at home, but I saw someone. That certain someone was walking by the lake, on the side walk, that someone practically blended in with the scenery. That person wore a white coat, white gloves, white scarf, white shoes and a white hat. The only thing that wasn't the color white was the persons hair, and by looking at the length of their hair, I could tell that the person was a girl.
She stared at the side walk and kept on walking, while I stood there amazed by what I saw. She was beautiful; she was even more than beautiful. Her pale complexion clashed against her black hair, and even her glowing red eyes. She stopped walking and looked up at me; her scarf hid almost a half of her face, but she was still stunning and beautiful.
"Why hello there!" she said. Her voice, glob, her voice was like an angel's. It was small and sweet, and basically, it made my heart skip a beat. "What's the vampire king doing out so late at night!?" she asked sweetly. I laughed just a bit and ended up smiling at her.
"He's just out for a walk. May I ask you what you're doing out so late?" I asked amused
"Just escaping my life for a few minutes." She said, removing one hand from her pocket "I'm Marceline, Marceline abadeer" she said walking closer to me, extending her hand towards me
"Why do I know that name?" I asked shaking her hand
"It's probably because I'm the roamers one and only queen" she said
"No way! You expect me to believe you're the roamers heir to the throne!?" I said in disbelief. She laughed at my reaction and smiled
"Well… I did tell you I was escaping my life, didn't i?"
"Whoa, just whoa" I said "I've heard terrible stories about you! And you are definitely not how they described you" I said looking at her, head to toe
"That's what everyone tells me…!"
"You're… way prettier than how they described you…!" I said spinning her around. She sighed and looked at the sky
"Why must I always be portrayed as a monster?" she said exasperated
"If it means anything… you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life" I sighed "—and that's saying something! I've met a lot of pretty girls"
"Well, I guess it does help –just a little bit though. Everyone else's opinions of me are and always will be the same!" she smiled, but this time her smile showed sadness more than happiness "I'll always be known to be the queen of the failure species… and I'll always be the monster children are afraid of…" she said sadly, looking into blank space.
"That must be a hard life…" I whispered. She looked up at me again, breaking her trance. And strangely, she smiled at me
"It's not as hard as you can imagine. I have everything a girl could ever wish for! Even though I hate fashion I have a huge never-ending closet, an art room, recording studio, game room, all that shiz" she said scrounging up her nose a little at the end
"I bet you don't have everything" I said bringing her closer to me
"And what wouldn't I have, your highness?"
"Just call me Marshall" I said shaking my head" and, I don't think you have a guy in your life"
"Well, I don't need a guy to complete my life. I'm perfectly happy with what I have"
"Then wouldn't you want to be even happier?" I asked. She smiled at me.
"So you're saying you're willing to find me a guy?" she asked raising a brow
"Well… I may have just the guy"
"I'd love to meet him! Unfortunately, I have to go back to my castle! My dad will probably be looking for me soon" she said sheepishly, untangling herself from y embrace
"When'll I see you again?" I asked quickly
"Tomorrow, if you want." She said walking away, she still faced me though, so I saw her smile once again "—and bring the guy you were talking about!" she hollered
"You do know the guy I was talking about was me, right?"
"Of course I did, idiot" she said childishly
"K then, bye…" I said waving my hand "…Marcy…" I muttered
"Good night, marshy" she teased. So she did hear me. She faced the other way and before I knew it, she faded off into the cold winter's night.
=end of flashback=
so yeah, that's it!