A/N: I don't own Adventure time or either characters~
It was a cold, violent thunderstorm. Thunder was a horrifying roar; lightning like what were called "strobe lights," from before the Mushroom War. Anyone who ventured outside risked their lives, and anyone who did it willingly was a fool. This being so, Princess Bubblegum was cooped up in her room, gazing quietly out the window.
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The princess jumped as she heard something heavy slam against her window. She rushed forward, hesitating only a second before unlatching the window, letting to powerful winds rip them open and pour in rain and random candy parts.
Bubblegum looked down and a small gasp escaped her lips as she saw the sudden lump of fur on her balcony.
It was a fairly large bat, shivering and soaked to the bone. There was also a slick red shine on it's fur- blood.
"Oh, my," Bubblegum whispered, dropping to on knee and extending a hand as the creature began wiggling forward, drawn to the safety it knew the castle held. However, just before Bubblegum could touch it, the bat shied away and let out a long, enraged hiss, flashing, long, sharp teeth.
"Oh, my," Bubblegum said again, rising and taking several steps back.
The bat edged forward again, it's small, furry back rising and falling with each labored breath. Then, slowly, it began to change. It grow, the hair grow longer in one place, disappearing in others. Very quickly, it wasn't a bat laying wet and injured on Princess Bubblegum's floor, it was a thin woman trying to drag herself forward with her elbows. Her long back hair covered her face, but now Bubblegum could see the blood was coming from several cuts and gashes on her shoulder and the left side of her back.
Now Bubblegum didn't care if whoever this was had sharp teeth or didn't want to be touched. She quickly paced forward, dropping to her knees and extending one hand.
Seemingly as quick as lightning, one of the black-haired girl's hand was up, her freezing fingers wrapped tightly around Bubblegum's wrist, stopping the princess from touching her- at least, from touching her where Bubblegum had intended to, her shoulder.
"Eh..." Bubblegum leaned down, peering at the soaked woman. "May I ask your name?" was the best thing she could think of to say.
Slowly, she raised her head, staring at Bubblegum with wide eyes. "Marceline," she said quietly, her voice pained. "Where am I...?" Her voice trailed off as her head dropped as well as the hand that had been gripping Bubblegum far too tightly.
Realizing Marceline was unconscious, Bubblegum tried to drag her away from the window, but with no avail. Finally, Bubblegum ran out of her room, calling for assistance.