DISCLAIMER: I own none of the Adventure Time characters, locations, etc.
A/N: Hello! Before we start I'd like to make it clear that I don't have any experience in the fan fiction area, so I'm open to critiquing! I thought Adventure Time would be a good show to start with because anything can happen in Ooo! This story alternates between Finn's, Jake's, Marceline's, Princess Bubblegum's, and The Ice King's POV. I'll try to add a new chapter once a week, so stick around! Enough of this, let's start the story!
Finn's POV
Ringing.
That's all I heard.
Nothing like bells, more like I was losing any form of hearing that I ever had.
Oh my Glob, what was that?
I stumbled through the treehouse, holding a firm hand against my throbbing temple. Seconds before my vision blacked out, I saw Jake, clutching his throat. I fell to the floor with the image of my best friend choking seared into my brain. I thought he was dying.
I was wrong.
Three Hours Later
I woke up with a sharp pain in my wrist. Turns out I'd fallen on my palm and sat there for…
Wait… How long was I out?
I raced towards a window, if you'd consider hobbling across my living room "racing". The outside sky was gray and dark.
What the what? Have I been all gronked up for the whole day?
A second look out the window proved my suspicions to be false, the sky had been coated with a thick layer of smoke. A nauseating aroma filled the once-fresh air. Outside of the house sat a man. I flipped out – was it an actual human? I bolted out of the door as fast as my aching body would take me. As soon as I stepped outside, the gray smoke in the air accumulated around me. For a second, I thought it was… Reading me.
"What the lumps!?" I exclaimed. After another moment of surrounding me, the smoke dissipated as quickly as it appeared.
After being a bit sidetracked by my encounter with freaky-stalker smoke, I scanned my area to find the being I thought I had seen before. It didn't take long to find him, a thin man with shaggy, brown hair and fair skin. He stood a good four inches taller than me, but his most interesting feature was his arm – he only had one. He had his back facing towards me, so I couldn't describe his face. The way he held himself implied that he was uncomfortable with… Something.
"Hey-o! You lost, Tall Guy?" I asked the man. He turned around and looked me straight in the eyes like he had seen me before. Judging by his face, he was probably in his mid-twenties. He had soft, brown eyes, a sharp nose, and a thin face to match his physique. He was wearing brown shorts and a gray t-shirt, each torn and stained.
"Creator?" he said in an all-to-familiar voice.
"Neptr?" I screamed, my voice cracking.
What the glob is happening? Neptr's a robot! How is he a human?
Then the thought hit me with the force of a train.
I'm not the only human anymore.
Neptr smiled, a big, goofy grin that definitely didn't look natural.
"Neptr, what happened to you?" I questioned. He tilted his head a bit, as if attempting to remember.
"Well, the clouds came. When I went outside to look at them my battery-juice ran out, and I woke up like this," he looked down at himself, shrugging his shoulders in a very obvious and forced motion.
What the grob is going on here?
Neptr turned towards the teahouse and pointed at my bedroom window.
"Creator, I think Jake is waking up now,"
Jake? I forgot to check on him to see if he was okay!
"Thanks, Neptr!" I shouted as I ran towards my bedroom.
When I reached my room, Jake was nowhere to be found.
What I did find, though, was a middle-aged man with strawberry blonde hair and huge, thick-rimmed glasses sitting up in Jake's bed.
"Finn! Man, do you have any idea what happened?" the man asked.
His voice…
I recognize it…
But it can't be…
"Jake?"