The Fear Driven Huntress
The end of the beginning

"Are you sure this is the best choice?" A young woman of about twenty questioned, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind. The sun was beginning to set, a wide range of oranges and vibrant pinks danced across the sorbet colored sky. "The adventure, yes, but leaving Reese behind, no." The woman turned from the sky and looked over towards the shadows where a 'younger' male stood, the entirety of his body hidden within the creases of the base of the large tree, only his eyes could be seen glowering seemingly.

"It's not a choice, we have to go or else—" He paused holding his tongue in fear of upsetting his beloved. They talked about this in the past few months, and their plans had been ruined within a weeks time. Sure he didn't want to go but they had to…. but the look in her bright blue eyes upset him the most. "Just," the womans eyes began to water up as the bundle in her arms squirmed. "We'll be fine, I promise." Slowly coming from the corners of the tree Marshal revealed himself, his short crow hair in unison with the others a brooding look crossed his usual cheeky expression, completely serious.

"If you're alright with this, then I'm alright with it despite how much this will hurt. I'd say a year or two at most, right?" Biting the inside of his cheek he pondered this for a moment before nodding. Yes, only a year or two at most, right? He hoped so, she hoped so, for the sake of Reese they would have to come back in that time frame. "Ok. I'll give her to Bubba—" Cutting her off Marshal shook his head, he may have been the best choice for this but he refused to have his daughter stay with...that walking wad of gum.

"Like hell, she'll stay with an old family friend if that's ok." Fionna looked discouraged for a moment, her blonde locks befell over the sleeping child as she stared down at her, her own dark and lustrous locks could almost have been mistaken for jet black. But the sultry deep brown could be seen around the edges and in its wily shine; anywhere the room's darkness didn't obscure. It danced across her alabaster face as the hair of her mother tickled her nose. "I swear he's reliable, he's like an older brother to me." Fionna's gaze lifted upwards to meet with Marshals whom at this point was fully out in the open, the sun completely gone.

"I would have liked to meet this person first but... for her sake I'll agree." It was true this person was a great candidate for watching over the newborn, Marshal wasn't one for trusting very many people and for him to refer to this outsider as family whom he kept in touch with was something even Fionna didn't expect.

"You and Reese head to bed, I'm going to speak to him. We leave tomorrow night so be sure to prepare everything for the trip." Cracking a sad smile he took his daughter into his arms quickly and pressed her against himself in a lukewarm embrace; this would most likely be his last time seeing her this tiny. Fionna could only silently agree, the look in his eyes as he stood quietly with her was something she'd only see when he thought he was alone, it was the fatherly instinct that was so foreign to him in the beginning, because for Reese, he would do anything.

And with that set as a fact she could only follow his lead.

Beginning of the end

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