A/N: Yo guys! ok so I know your all like 'wait this is Chero's story!' yeah I know but I took it off her hands. yadda yadda yadda and I have the story with me so yea.
A heated battle had started. Outside of the vampire kingdom and outside of her royal guards Queen Marceline had been taken hostage. A crackling laugh woke her from her unstable sleep. She woke up to a sneering grin full of teeth. Being pulled up by her long braid she hissed in pain. She glared at the man who had taken her.
"Who are you," she growled out.
"Oh? Me? You don't need to know that darling. I'm just here to kill you and take your kingdom," the man fished his statement with a cackling laugh.
He shoved her against the brick wall, the bricks piercing her clothes and scrapping her back. Marceline gritted her teeth, struggling to breathe against his meaty palm at her throat. He crushed her windpipe and let her fall to the ground; she coughed roughly and choked on her breath. Almost crushed, but it was nearly impossible to breath.
She looked up and struggled against her binds, the chains cutting into her wrists. She fell onto her side and the man kicked her into her stomach. Another kick and she screamed out. He turned around and laughed in a maniac way, talking to her about his plan. Kill her, take her scalp and leave her body in the area. Take the castle and kill her only heir.
The Queen looked up from her position on the floor, tears in her eyes. Her little brother would die because of this monster. She struggled to sit up and pushed herself to hover above the ground. Zooming at the moster's back her head-butted him and fell to the ground. He turned around and stood above her.
Struggling with her powers that were fading fast from so much pain she broke her binds and attacked. Landing a punch on chest, he stepped back and hit her three times, shattering all the bones in her upper arm. She screamed out.
"Back off baby vamp! There's nothing you can do, I've stolen your empire and now I'm going to steal your life."
The grey haired man, with a long jagged nose, white eye brows turned down in anger, and a mouth full of shark-like teeth smiled as her looked upon the defeated girl. The young vampire looked up from where she clutched her shattered, left arm. The blue tinted girl struggled to her feet again, a snarl on her face.
"You must be crazy to think I'd let my people suffer at your hands," the Queen hissed back.
The grey haired vampire kicked a rock from the ground at the girl; Marceline dodged getting nicked in the process from the broken brick wall behind her. She clutched her arm and stood to her full height. Drained from this fight she couldn't hover to relieve the pain in her ankle, most likely broken. She shifted onto her right ankle and released her arm, letting it dangle in an awkward position.
"Stupid child."
The man attacked again, biting into Marceline's good arm, she hissed and twisted out. She sent her right knee into her stomach; he kneeled over but quickly recovered and hit her in her face. Blood poured from her broken nose. Another kick at her rib cage caused her to couch up her own blood, ribs cracking. She fell to the ground, broken from losing the fight.
"I told you, I would take your kingdom."
She cowered when the man came closer and pulled her up by her hair, she hissed again when he twisted her neck a sickening pop! broke her voice. She fell to the ground a broken heap as the man seared off her scalp. The skull showing in areas, blood pooling to the ground, Marceline the Vampire Queen had lost her entire kingdom.