DISCLAIMER: (im)Perfect (c) me Adventure Time (c) Pen Ward
Author's Note: This will be a short one since it's just the prologue. Don't worry, the other chapters will be longer :3 Please leave the flaming to Flame Princess; constructive crit is welcomed! If all goes as planned, this will be the first of a three part series.
Warnings: Yes, this is boy love. Rating may go up eventually.
Throughout the Nightosphere, voices whispered. They dared not speak louder, fearing retribution for the potentially treasonous things they uttered. But who could blame the creatures of the night who wondered why their so-called king had all but abandoned them?
There was a time when the Lady of Evil reigned alone. Some battled for their right to overthrow her, though none survived. She was the supreme ruler of the Nightosphere, as she had been from the beginning of time, and planned to rule for eons longer. No demon or ghoul could forget the day when the Lady returned to the Nightosphere in the midst of the Great Mushroom War with shocking news: she was pregnant. No one was sure what to make of it. Would her child succeed her? Would she even give birth to the child? And for that matter, who was the child's father? No one had any answers.
Eventually, the Lady gave birth – but it was not a ghost, ghoul, or demon.
It was a human.
Word spread like wildfire. The creatures were repulsed. Their Lady? Mating with a human? Riots broke out. The Nightosphere was on the verge of war. The Lady had gone soft. The millennia had addled her brain. To mate with something lowly like a human – preposterous! Were they expected to bow at the feet of such an abomination? To treat it like nobility? Nonsense. They would have none of that. They called for their matriarch to either end the pitiful thing's life, or surrender her leadership.
But the Lady refused both demands. Instead, she returned the baby to its father in the human dimension, for a normal human could not survive for long in the Nightosphere. Many suspected that the Lady actually had feelings for the beast, but she rarely ventured out of the Nightosphere to see it.
One day, the vampire leader from the Nightosphere decided to slay the child. Vampires and demons had always been at odds, and the vampires wanted desperately to rule the Nightosphere themselves. Surely, the Lady loved the wretched thing, so if they killed it, she would be crushed and weak. That would be the time to strike her down and take control.
The vampires arrived in the human dimension and found the child and its father. After a grueling chase, the leader of the vampires finally cornered the child and could finally kill it. However, for some reason, the vampire died in the attempted murder. The child had somehow destroyed its predator, but nevertheless, it became a vampire itself. As both a vampire and demon spawn, it was destined to rule over the Nightosphere with an even tighter grip than the Lady of Evil.
But, the young immortal shirked its duties and ventured back into the human world from whence it came, ignoring its responsibilities and mother's pleas to stay.
Good riddance, the creatures of the night thought. Despite it being turned into a vampire, the damned thing had no place in the Nightosphere. It was not a true vampire, nor was it full-fledged demon. Not to mention an entire coven was destroyed because of the cursed creature.
The creature wandered the rotting human world for centuries, occasionally returning home when the Lady commanded it. And when it returned, the whispers had to cease. Not a breath of doubt could be heard in their voices, or the Lady and her spawn would strike them down where they stood. So, when the creature was there, they had to pretend to be loyal. Faithful. They had to bow before the thing which they hated so dearly, and together every voice in the Nightosphere raised so that it could hear:
"All hail Marshall Lee, the Vampire King!"
