When Worlds Collide
Author's Note:
Hey! I am a terrible person! I have like four, possibly five other stories to update! And what do I do? What do I do?! I let my imagination run wild and come up with ideas! Yes, ideas! So here I am, with yet another Fanfic! I hope you enjoy this and bear with me people! . I will keep up with my other stories, and quite honestly, I put "Fighting Against a Deteriorating World" above my other stories, so any readers out there who follow that specific fanfic, needn't worry!
On another note, I am writing another one-shot and it is a Fiolee of course. Just like all of my Adventure Time Fanfics. If I get enough people telling me to continue that one-shot, then I'll make it a multi-chapter story-because really, it could go either way! So, I will let you guys know in one of my other author's notes when I finally have that posted. Also, I am going to try and be as consistent as possible with all of my updates, however I do have but loads of work to do. Mainly my art assignments-so it's pretty important. I apologize for my updates being slower, but I'm pretty swamped this month!
Anyway, I'm also posting up the second chapter to this at the same time so to have a decent start off :P And "Fighting Against a Deteriorating World," I will update within the week-along with "Tears to Shed" which I meant to update sooner! I of course, got distracted with other stuff and then I got this plot bunny in my head that I had to write out!
Summary:
In this world, there is good and evil. Unfortunately, the good is normally the ignorant. The evil mostly consists of blood thirsty demons that prey upon the innocent. It is the duty of demon slayers to protect the innocent. What happens when a certain blonde slayer causes a huge impact in the current war? Is it for the better? For the worse?...I really suck at summaries, just read to find out :P
Also another note just a heads up, Fionna will be OOC for the beginning portion of this story, not for too long though. But there is reasoning behind it. I just thought I'd let you guys know because the reasoning for her OOCness won't be explained until this story is a few chapters in and even then there will be more to it. There will be hints in the meantime but…its part of the plot, so just read and find out .
Chapter One: A Change in Pace
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time
She walks down the winding roads, in an eerily calm demeanor. Golden locks cascading down her back and shoulders, gently swaying along with the light autumn breeze, her heavy worn out dark boots-which contrasts heavily to her innocent features-echo with a light thud, her faded light blue jeans are stretched around the knees and frayed at the edges-a sure indication of use; her stance and stride shows the prime example of perfect posture-which evidently contributes to the way she seems to walk like a perfect soldier. She straightens her large green pack as the blue pools of her irises roam, weaving through her surroundings in calculating manner. Any passing by human traffic keeps their distance, as if the girl constantly radiates an invisible shield, protecting her from the outside world. If only.
The young blonde comes to a sudden halt. She takes in the sight of an old apartment building that rests before her eyes. The building looks like a house that was built about forty years ago; the structure looks as if it's on the verge of collapse, just what I need. Rather than the dual apartment being segregated horizontally, the structure is instead separated vertically. The girl drops the large green pack with a loud thud, relieving the minor weight that's been burdening her shoulder. Heaving out a sigh, the teenager drags her pack dejectedly behind her heels as she reluctantly approaches the old chipped away building that she soon has to adjust to calling home.
Weeks Prior…
"Demon Slayer Fionna Mertens." A short pause resonates throughout the room, indicating the man to continue on with his speech.
"You are to be relocated within the next few weeks. It is urgent that one of my star slayers watches over this town." The blonde hesitantly, yet steadily responds,
"What about here master? Isn't it important that I stay here?" The older man in question releases an anguished sigh.
"Yes, but your new location is in dire need. There has been an escalating rate of murders. Demons are overrunning this town. We need to send the best to restore balance once more. Any more questions?" Silence momentarily sweeps over the room,
"Where am I going?"
"Well, as the locals say. You are going to "A.A.A"
~Present~
Fionna approaches her knew front door. The dark oak entryway relents with a groan, excess chipped paint that had been sloppily splayed across the wood as an act of touch-up falling while doing so. Home sweet home.
The old apartment is decently spacious. Right away she is led into a short hallway, off to the left lays a rather large kitchen with appliances possibly ranging back to the nineteen seventies, directly across the entryway door was a somewhat tightly spaced bathroom, and off to the right the short hallway leads into a living room, in between there are two doors-she assumes her bedroom and possibly a linen closet. After further speculation, the blonde notes that the living space is provided with the bare minimum of furniture. With a shrug, she hauls her pack once again slinging it round her shoulder somewhat properly once more. Good enough for now.
After a short lived exploration and unpacking duty, Fionna plops herself on the lumpy mattress that she is going to have to adjust to over the period of time that she has to live in this town-however long that will be. Trying to be productive with herself, she reels in her thought,
I am the only slayer in town. I'm going to have to blend in and transfer to the local high school starting tomorrow. Every night I have to patrol the area. I have to protect the innocent….I have to protect…even if I die while doing so.
She stares at the ceiling, expressionless eyes flicker from ceiling tile to ceiling tile as if to solve the intricate pattern, her facial features simply splay in boredom, she feels no emotion, her thoughts aren't buzzing with loads of questions-the blonde is calm and collected as per usual, accepting whatever has to be done in order to carry out the duty of protecting innocent lives. No matter the cost…
Author's Note:
Sorry the first chapter was short and poorly written! For whatever reason, I always suck at writing introductions to my stories. I feel like this chapter is a turn off….:( But no worries! My writing will definitely pick up in the next chapter now that I've got the obstacle of the first chapter over with! ^.^ Please review! I'd really love to know what you guys think, whether it'd be critiques, ideas, advice, ect, ect. Ta ta for now!~
-J.M