FINN

The day was beginning to warm up. Good thing too, Finn thought. Maybe we'll be able to swim today after all. The day had began cold, damp and foggy, but the sun was coming up and the fog was thinning out.

Jake and Finn had been wandering the beach all morning after they found a spot where some old weapons were buried. They had dug them up, most of them made of gold, silver, even sometimes gemstone.

"Hey Jake, check it. It says if I read the inscription on this sword, it sets on fire." Finn held out a heavy golden sword, pointing the tip down. Jake walked up to him, sniffing it.

"Try reading it."

"Okay, here goes nothing... you are... a really stupid... sword?" The sword exploded into flames, even the hilt. Finn screamed. "AHHHHHHH!"

"PUT IT DOWN!" Jake screamed. Finn tossed it away, the sword stabbing into the wet sand, putting it out with a sizzle.

"Whew," Finn sighed. "I feel bad for whoever used that sword."

Jake laughed. "Bet we can find he guy who owned it. Just find one with a melted hand."

"Nah man, I'm gettin' kinda bored searching through this junk."

"Yeah, me too."

They both looked around at the beach, junk stabbed into the sand all along the coast. Jake gasped. "Look over there!" He gasped in awe. Finn traced his eyes to see what he was staring at.

It was a huge ship, off in the distance, stabbed into an even bigger rock. The waves were delicately splashing against it, and they could see loot coming out the hole in the side.

"Let's go man! Who knows what kind of loot could be in there." Finn called to Jake, running towards the water.

"Dude I thought you didn't like the ocean. Like deathly afraid, remember?"

"Nah man, Billy's ghost taught me how to get over my fear."

Jake stared for a moment. "Well that makes sense." They both swam to the ship, Jake turning his arm into a row, and his body into a boat. Finn had tied to crawl in, but Jake pushed him off. "My boat!"

Finn laughed. "Fine. That one can be mine." He pointed to the ship as they paddled closer and closer.

He swam up to the edge of the rock, and pulled himself up onto it. He observed the ship. It was black. All black. Sort of creepy actually. Black sails, black flag, black... wood? The ship wasn't painted, the wood was black. When Jake saw, he frowned.

"This is one creepy boat, man."

"Tell me ab-" Finn caught something glimmer in the corner of his eye. He looked towards where he spotted it. It was coming from the hole in the boat. He waved Jake over to him, and went inside.

It was damp. Cozy, but damp. Finn looked around, still searching for the glimmering object. The ship was tilted, so he kept slipping. Jake had to catch him a few times.

Then Finn saw it. A sword... just a regular, ordinary sword. It was a dull grey, with nothing special on the hilt. "Bummer," Jake said.

Finn messed his face up. "Well we might as well take it, I mean we didn't come here for nothi- oooOOOOAAAAAHHH!"

A hand was connected to the sword, and so was a person. It stood up as Finn tried to grab it. Finn and Jake jumped, almost flying backwards out of the boat. It moaned.

The creature stopped, and sat, holding its head. It struggled not to slide down the slanted, wet floor. "Where..." It was large, at least twice as tall as Finn, and garbed in grey rags, with a grey cloak. His head was covered with a hood and his face was a circular, plain white mask with two black eyes.

Finn and Jake sat at the opening, staring at him blankly for a moment, then Finn spoke up. "You're in the land of Oo, ruled by Princess Bubblegum. Who are you? Or what are you...?"

It moaned again. "I am..." He looked around, as if he'd dropped his name somewhere. He stared at the walls of the inside of the ship. "Black wood...? My name is... Blackwood."

Jake squinted. "Man, that aint your name. You just made that up."

The creature stared blankly at Jake. "I don't know my true name," It's voice was raspy and quiet, almost ghostly.

"I seem to have forgotten." It shrugged. "I suppose it must not have been that important." He slid skillfully towards them, gliding, sword still in hand. Jake growled. It stopped a couple feet away from them. "You say this land has a princess? Do you serve her?"

"Yeah, sometimes. Most of the time though me and Jake do out own thing." Finn said.

Jake shrugged. "Yeah, I wouldn't really call it serve so much as just helping her out with crazy biz."

Blackwood knelt before them, placing his sword at their feet, sideways. "I wish to see your princess. I am alone and forgotten; I do not know who I am. But while I search for myself I believe it in my best interest to serve the monarch of this land." He stood back up, sheathing his sword in a leather scabbard that hung inside his cloak.

"Alright man, sounds good. We need to make a few stops on the way though. We promised to do some things for a couple of people, then we can head to the Candy Kingdom." Finn explained.

Jake stretched, grabbing Finn and Blackwood. "Speakin' of which, we should get going, we wasted a lot of time." He streched, holding them as he turned into a boat. His arms were paddles and they sailed back to the shore with their new companion.