A/N: Hello there! Welcome! Come one come all! ...Hey.
This was my first attempt at a Finnceline fic, and since it was, for the lack of good words, improperly paced, I'm gonna fix it up a little bit. Since it is just a fix, after this chapter is up, the next eight will each second day after, so those who read this already won't have to wait too long to get a new chapter. And I hope this will be enjoyable. It's been an idea I've had for a while.
Maybe it was just my immortality getting to me.
Maybe it was just me breaking down.
Maybe it was just me actually caring about the people that died.
Maybe it was the realization that the world will end.
Or has it ended?
I mean, noone I knew was left
Dad? I don't know where he is.
And all of my friends?
...
Maybe I was just crazy.
But I didn't think I could live anymore.
...No. It wasn't the immortality. It was me caring about the one who died. The one person who died in my place. Who I can never repay. That hero.
That foolish, self-confident, brave hero.
I have to fix this. No matter what it takes.
I have to make a deal with Death.
To bring him back to me.
Or...I may just go with him.
"Marceline" Death smirk at me, knowing I would arrive. "So nice of the Princess of Vampires to visit me."
"Queen." I corrected.
"Oh yes, you were married once weren't you? I remember eating that poor fool's soul decades ago." He snickered.
"I want him back." I got to the point.
His smirk grew even wider, making me feel this was going to be a bigger challenge then I realized. "You aren't referring to that young boy are you? Sorry, I have plans for his soul."
I frowned. "You know that Wither is coming for this land too. He's is the only one who can saved us all."
He laughed. "I'll take my chances. This little runt has cheated me one too many times, he's become very valuable here in the underworld. Even your own father is interested in the deal I'm making."
"I know. And that's why I have to get him back. So..." I pulled out my axe-bass. "If you don't give him back, I'll make you."
He grinned as a black smoke surrounded him, covering his body until he could no longer be seen. I charged towards him, hoping I would get lucky, knowing it was a losing fight. I had to try. For him.
Death reappeared behind me and grabbed my from behind, throwing me down and pinning me. "Foolish little girl. You can't beat death!"
I tried to throw him off, but I couldn't move. "...I had to try."
Death's grip loosened and he flew back, allowing me to get back my footing. "I've known you for a long time, and never once have you ever tried to attack me for a soul's sake. Much less this mortal."
I stood up, glaring at him. "He's means more to me then myself."
"Oooh, seems as though you've found a love interest hmm? I'll make you a deal. There is no doubt that Wither is coming to the Underworld. Possibly going to destroy it. His first goal is to aim for your father..."
He paused, waiting for me to give a response, although I knew this already, so I didn't say anything.
"...that being said, he will obviously go after me next. If he gets it that far."
"What's your point?"
He snapped his fingers to make a blue orb appear, the orb shined brightly. "My point is, I'm quite fond of this place I've set up, and I don't know about you, but I would rather not have another millennium long war. If you really think this mortal has a chance...I have to look for myself."
"You'll bring him back?"
"No, I can't do that. At least, not yet. I have to be convinced that this "hero" of yours is worth it. It's not as easy to bring human souls back as you think."
"..." I couldn't say I was surprised, I came here to the underworld knowing it wouldn't be easy to just walk in and walk out.
"But what I can do is turn back time."
"Turn it...back?"
He smirked. "Even if you don't believe it, I'm much more powerful then your father. I can rewind time itself...but only a few times before I can no longer use this power."
I nodded, seeing what he was getting at. "If you do that, you can stop the Wither from ever appearing!"
He frowned. "Sorry, him coming is inevitable. The present is not inevitable, but time itself is eternal. Which means, this all may happen again, and when we go back, you won't remember anything at that time."
"Then what's the point?!" I yelled. "The only reason I came here was to stop the Wither, and you tell me there's no way to do that?"
He sighed. "Wither will take over when the battle is over. That is the future of this present. But...I can send you back and lead you to defeat him. You understand?"
"If that's true then..."
"Yes, you will be with your human once more. You won't remember ever losing him."
"But how will I prevent his death?"
"Look, I'm not one to admit it, but I think that this boy is the only thing preventing me from ever calling Wither...God." He cringed at the word. "I'll lead you to victory, get you the materials to defeat him. But, it will only work if your past self will listen. And we both know how rare of a chance that is."
I nodded. "Even if that's true, we have to try. I just...don't want to lose him."
"Fine. Ooo rests on my shoulders. Once again." He groaned.
"So...what's the plan?"
"The Blade of Eternal Rest. Once could be swung once and only can be used once. Let's hope you don't screw this up. This is your only chance."
"...And if we fail?"
He glared at me. "We can't"
I've never been one to trust deities, especially Death, but I have no other option. As long as I get to save him. And all of Ooo for that matter. It just was a matter of time, effort, and praying Glob that I listen to whatever Death says. Then I had a thought.
"...I won't listen to just anyone Death. Especially not you. I need to be told by someone I know or trust."
"Oh, I'm aware. I barely trust myself. I have a plan for that as well."
I gave him a look. "...Mind telling me?"
"You'll just have to trust me."
I didn't have a choice. Even my own father has told me to never trust Death, that there was always a trick or something to it. But this is my last chance to stop Wither before he destroys everything...a least everything else.
"You sure you can't just bring him back?"
He paused. He snapped his fingers and a bubble pooped above him. "Look at this. Ooo nearly has been withered away. There is no point of reviving him, he will just die again."
I gasped at the sight I saw before me. Ooo, the place I called home, was a wasteland. All of the trees, none in sight. The land was dark gray and the sky was pure black. No life at all, no wind, no sun. Nothing. Just emptiness. All of my friends, all of the memories, shattered and gone. Simon, Jake, Bonnibel, and...
And...
The bubble popped. Death looked at me.
"I don't care about your pitiful world, but the Wither made me lose a brother. Peppermint Butler WILL be avenged. So you in or not?"
I knew this was the right choice. I had to do this for everyone. I had to go back and stop this. Even if I couldn't remember, I had Death on my side. One more chance to stop the chaos.
"Let's do it."
He smirked. "Alright, get ready. This may feel strange."He snapped his fingers, I started to feel faint, looking at him and losing conciseness. But now I had to chance to save him.
The one I love.
A/N: Hope this seems interesting to you guys! Review please!