Marceline let loose a few tears, her hands raised up to her face to try and stem the flow at its source. Hearing some shifting, she slightly raised her eyes, allowing her small fists to lower slightly. She opened her eyes wide, tears stemmed when a kind hand reached out, brushing away the watery remains. The old man, with long white hair and light blue skin, walked away for a second. Marcy nearly cried out, but he immediately returned and offered her a small stuffed bear. She took the offered bear, and her face lit up with joy as she looked up at the older man, who smiled kindly.

Marceline wiped away a lone tear as she opened the door, letting the old blue wizard out of her small house. Finn and Jake, who had been watching from the rocks, emerged and came to talk to her. Despite the emotional exhaustion that she was now experiencing, she let the two inside.

Marceline, unlike her normal behavior, sat on the couch, too mentally and emotionally exhausted to remain airborne. She relaxed into the couch for a brief moment, before slumping to the floor. "I guess the couch is pretty hard." she commented.

Finn, who looked awkwardly at the drum set that was left behind, turned to her. "Marceline?" he said, questioning. "What… what happened?"

Marceline looked up, at her roof. "Alright. I guess somebody could hear it."

"It all started when I was just a child. Or at least, that's the earliest I can remember."

Marceline, about ten years old, looked expectantly at her mother. They were in the same small cabin that they had always called home. Just like usual, her mother kissed her forehead and asked her to be careful, as she was going to the city to get some food, and clothes. Marceline smiled, like always. "Okay mommy. I love you." she said.

"I love you too." her mother replied. She walked outside, closing the door behind her.

It was at most an hour later when Marceline felt a massive shockwave, which shook the house and knocked some loose items to the floor. Marceline cautiously stepped outside, looking towards the city, which was visible from their home. Most of the time, anyway.

When she looked, all she saw was a massive crater, smoking. Everywhere she could see, there was dark earth and green sludge on the ground. The crater itself stopped only a few yards from the spot she was standing. There was no way that anyone could have survived.

Marceline wasn't about to give up though, as her mother could have just as easily went to one of the other nearby towns or cities for supplies.

Packing a few cans of food, her favorite clothes, and her favorite stuffed toy, a small pink cow, she made a little bindle, and set off.

"WOAH! Marcy, you set off on your own? Weren't you scared?" Jake asked suddenly, interrupting Marceline's tale.

"Yea, I went off on my own, and no. I wasn't scared. Not then, now quit interrupting!"

Jake sat down, but Finn suddenly thought, 'Not then?"

After a little bit of traveling, with absolutely no sightings of animals of any sort, Marceline arrived at a small city, which she distantly remembered. With no signs of life, she grew a little worried, but reminded herself that her mom might have wanted to get things that they didn't have in this place, so she gathered up a few things and continued on. However, the way to the next town was a surface level highway, which had been at the edge of the blast. Nearly half of the concrete was gone, and the rest was cracked.

She cautiously stepped onto the cracked surface, before deciding it should be stable to walk on. This proved true, until she stumbled on a small rock, putting more weight on her foot to catch herself. This was too much for the fragile ground, and it crumbled away, letting her fall to the ground below.

A dangerous green sludge was the first thing she saw when she lifted her head, and her pink cow sinking into it's depths. Marceline frowned, and almost let out a few tears, but before it could happen, she heard a great rumbling, and the green sludge quivered, before rising. In a large splash, a skeletal hand rose from the depths, and slammed onto the rim of the pool.

Marceline's mouth opened in shock, and she slowly crawled backwards. The figure continued to rise, bits of sinew glistening in the unnatural light of the ooze as the skeletal being came to an upright position. It's ominous hollow eyes glowed, turning dark, as if in shadow, and a green flame lit itself, creating the appearance of an eye. It's flaming pupil looked directly at her, and the hair on her neck stood on end.

Hope you like it. Planning on some minor crossovers that shouldn't affect Adventure Time a whole lot, but will affect the other plots quite a bit. Go ahead and send me some ideas if you want, and I'll consider them. Also, I like to think I'm a nice guy, and friendly. If you want to, just PM me and I will talk to you about anything.

Ja ne.