A.N. Sorry about fewer updates, procrastinating... Also, the italics in here that have full caps are for shouting
I leaned back on my couch, relaxing from a long day of work. I looked at all of the stuff that I had accumulated over the years. I slipped my favorite black hoodie on, one that advertised my favorite show, Sons of Anarchy. I twisted my body to have my feet on the wall parallel to the couch, and my head hovering inches from the floor. It was my favorite and most relaxed position that I have ever been in, in my entire life. Putting my boots back on, I switched my body to have my feet on the floor again. Ready to get some dinner, I got off of my couch. However, at that moment, I was stuck in place.
"What the-?" I said, watching as a black pool of Darkness surround my ankles and feet. I tried pulling on my leg to get it uprooted, but it felt as if my feet were under concrete. "I can't break free!" I said to myself, trying to do the same with the other leg. As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a greater pull, from the bottom of my boots. I then immediately felt as if I was being dragged under whatever it was. My head was down next to the floor in a manner of seconds, and I lost my sight to this Darkness in a nanosecond.
I awoke in a dark field, with a moonlight sky. I leaned up, trying to figure out where I was, and saw nothing but trees surrounding me in three directions, the fourth having some light from it. "People!" I said, starting to run towards it. I was about fifteen yards closer when I heard a scream from the right side of the woods. I summoned my Keyblade, a gray one, looking weathered, with a demon's head at the hilt and an eye in the middle of the tip of the blade, and ran towards it. It was about five minutes of running through the woods until I got to another, smaller clearing. Once I was there, I saw about a hundred skeletons, dressed as warriors, in one massive huddle. "Stop it! I control you, now stop!" I heard a female voice yell from the middle of the huddle. Not knowing what was happening, I did what came naturally to me.
I ran, head fast, with my Keyblade in my fight position, to the side and raised above my head, pointed in front of me. I hacked through the crowd until I got to the middle, putting myself over this girl with raven hair and a small dress on. I raised my non-fighting hand, my left, in front of me. "Alright, whoever wants to get to her, now has to come through me and my cold, hard steel." I challenged them. They all drew their swords, answering my challenge. "Wrong choice." I said to myself. I then threw my Keyblade, using my body's control with wind to have it swing in a full circle around me, attacking most of their heads. A group of three tried to jump me, but my Keyblade came back to my hand and I swung, cutting their bodies in half. I channeled my rage into my blade, then I fired a large, exploding fireball at the remaining fifteen, charring both them and a small section of the forest. "Blizzard!" I yelled, shooting multiple ice blocks at the forest fires, extinguishing them.
I sent my Keyblade away, all of the enemy gone, then I moved so that I wasn't over top of the girl. "Are you alright?" I asked, holding my hand out to help her up. She looked at me, using my hand to assist her, and said, "You're not from here, are you?" "That's right, I've never been here." I said. "Well, you're a very rare person indeed. There's only one pure human around the Land of Ooo." She said. I looked at her, startled at her statement. "Only human? What the hell?" I said. "Yeah. Everyone else is either candy, a wolf, a house, or something else." She said. I started to back away, slightly ready to attack if necessary. "Who are you?" I asked her. "My name is Marceline, the Vampire Queen."
"You're a- a vampire?" I asked, summoning my Keyblade again. "Relax, guy! I can drink shades of red instead of blood. You're safe." She said, coming closer. I lowered my Keyblade, but still kept a firm grip on it. "So, what's your name? Or should I just call you by whatever that is on your shirt?" She said. I looked down, seeing my Sons logo with "Prospect" underneath, the choice that I made for the front, and the full club decision on the back. "No, 'Prospect' is just something that is from this show about bikers. My name is Michael. Call me Mike." I said, only now noticing the bite marks on Marceline's neck. "Ah. Well, Mike, what is that weapon you're using?" She said, pointing at my sword. "What, this old thing? It's my Keyblade, Split Soul." I said, slightly loosening my grip on it. "Cool! Can I see it?" She said, trying to make a grab for it. "Sorry, but this Key only works in my hand. In someone else's, it will automatically return to me. Besides, the downside to it is that it will eventually turn the main wielder into a creature of night." I explained. "Oh, now that's cool. Anyway, I now have to go to a concert. Hey, do you want to come with?" She asked me, picking up her guitar that was on the ground. "Sure. Maybe I can find a way home." I said.
We flew there, Marceline picking me up to get there faster. The place was a massive building, surrounded by trees, with some concert mega lights at the front door. We went to the back, where the entrance to Backstage was. "Alright, I'm going to get ready, can I trust that you'll remain here?" She asked me, moving her guitar from her back. "Of course. What are we, dating?" I jokingly asked. She laughed, then walked onto the stage. I looked around, then found a chair, so I brought it over to watch Marceline and her band rehearse.
Once the concert started, the audience showed that what Marceline had said was true. There were people who had lemons for heads, people with some form of nut as a body part, I even saw somebody who was a large cupcake! "I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore." I said to myself, jokingly. After two songs, Marceline said to the crowd, "Alright everyone! I want to see some new talent, so if anybody here tonight wants to come and play, come on up!" She took off her guitar, then held it out to the crowd. Deciding to have a little fun, I got off of my chair, and walked on stage. The audience gasped, amazed that a different human was on stage. I walked up to Marceline, who smiled and handed me the guitar, saying, "Nice. Let's see what you've got."
I slid the strap of the guitar over my head, letting it hang. I put my fingers on the proper places, remembering the song I decided to play. I turned my head to the mic, and said, "Before I play this song, I'm just going to say this once. If you have any small children, now would be the time to either remove them from the building, or cover their ears." I walked over to the bass player and the drummer, and said, "You guys can figure out what song I'm playing, right?" I asked. The drummer nodded, then said, "We read minds. We know the chorus." I nodded, then turned back to face the crowd, only a few leaving. I started the beginning four chords, then yelled the standard and customary, "AWWWWWW YEAH!" before starting on the main riff of the song.
"Break me down, You got a lovely face
We're going to your place, and now
You got to freak me out
Scream so loud, getting FUCKING laid
You want me to stay but I got to make
My way
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Take it off, the paper is your game
You jump in bed with fame
Another one night paid in full
You're so fine, it won't be a loss
Cashing in the rocks just to get you
Face to face
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Get the video, FUCK you so good
Get the video, FUCK you so good
Crazy Bitch, crazy bitch
Crazy, bitch
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back, c'mon
Baby girl you want it all
To be a star you'll have to go down
Take it off no need to talk
You're crazy but I like the way you FUCK
Me
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
Hey! You're a Crazy Bitch
But you FUCK so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep
Me right on
You keep me right on
You're crazy but I like the way you FUCK
Me!"
I played the last cord, letting the sound reverberate throughout the room, combining with the cheering audience. Marceline was over to the side, a look of extreme happiness on her face. "Alright, now... Who's ready for round two?" I asked. The crowd cheered again, so I nodded to the drummer, who nodded back. I then nodded to the bassist, who also nodded. I flexed my wrist, keeping the red guitar pick with "222" on the front, and a total of eight lines in a plaid pattern on the back, inbetween my fingers, and started on the second song.
"I'll tell you how the stories told
Come on, oh
I'll tell you how the stories told
I always wanted so much more
And way on down the road
I caught a glimpse of the sunlight
Working on my favorite thing
Using every piece of me
Drinking, and smoking
And FUCKING and making nothing
I didn't do it for money
I did it all for free
I did it all to fill the FUCKING hole
Inside of me
So far it's working out
Everything's different now, so far
Think about what you know
Forget about what your told
See how your story grows
And let it come from your own mind
Do all of your favorite things
Cover it with all of your dreams
Breathe it, and smoke it
And FUCK it and make it something
I didn't do it for money
I did it all for free
I did it all to fill the FUCKING hole
Inside of me
So far it's working out
Everything's different now, so far
So far the mean machine
Hasn't got the best of me, so far
I'll tell you how the stories told
I always wanted so much more
And way on down the road
I caught a glimpse of the sunlight
I didn't do it for money
I did it all for free
I did it all to fill the FUCKING hole
Inside of me
So far it's working out
Everything's different now, so far
So far the mean machine
Hasn't got the best of me, so far
So far it's working out
Everything's different now, so far
So far the mean machine
Hasn't got the best of me, so far"
I finish playing the last note with a sudden stop, and the crowd explodes with cheer. I'm almost certain that I've become a legend here. I slid the guitar off of my body, gave it back to Marceline, who finished the concert. After the last person left the building, Marceline and I helped the drummer move the drums, then we walked away from the building. The only thing illuminating the night was the moon. "That was awesome. What were those songs that you sang?" Marceline asked. "The first was 'Crazy Bitch' and the second was 'So Far.' Both of them are played by a band called, 'Buckcherry' where I am from." I explained. "Ah. That sounds fun!" She said. "Yeah. If I get back, and if I can bring you with, then I'll let you listen to some of their songs." I said.
"DIE YOU VAMPIRE!" We heard from in front of us. The bushes let out a yellow dog, on it's hind legs, and holding a stake. Luckily, it was about fifteen feet in front of us. "Jake, what the stuff?" Marceline said to him. I pulled my hand behind my back, summoning my keyblade in the shower of Dark lightning. "Yeah! What has she ever done to you?" I asked. The dog stopped, scratched his head, then said, "She tried to suck out all of my guts!" "I was trying to get Finn to show some rage. Besides, you shifted your guts!" Marceline defended. I pulled my Keyblade away from my back, holding it in a defensive position, and said, "Whatever she's done, she's not doing anything to harm you now. So cut your crap, and go away." I then put my arm around Marceline, moving her to walk away. The next thing I heard was a battle cry, and when I turned to face the dog, I felt the stake being driven through my chest.