As I always say in a matter of sorry/bare with me/ I dont care what you say, way: English is my second language and even in my natal spanish I can really suck at grammar. But from time to time i start thinking and making a story in english instead of spanish and the fear of having crappy english is not something that stops me from posting it. But above all I have in great esteem the quality of my work so i will try to do it at the best of my habilities.

Daddy why did you need to go?

It was crazy and stupid but above all it was surreal, he though while watching the fires that have been raging for months and the strange peace silence brought in that wasteland, the screaming had diminished and now there were no armies and no war machines marching on the streets creating a ruckus the only thing that remained walking through the debris was he, the child in hiss toll and just the usually scared passerby that resembled the so figurative rat scrambling through the trash for food and shelter. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't displeased with the chaos the humans were making without his help, since their dawn that was one of the best things they knew how to make, and that was why he favored them. It could be said that he loved and cherished them in his own twisted way. But what fun was a world that didn't needed demons to create suffering and chaos? What was the purpose of staying in there? After the bombs created hell on earth, there was no point in trying to recreate his netherworld on that plane of existance. He needed to retire for now, give them time to organize and maybe they would learn to stay alive and not tear at each other's throat for enough time for them to grow strong once more, he had time to wait for the earth to heal, monstrous scars would be left behind but at the end it would heal and if the terribly obnoxious humans didn't survived he would have lost his funniest toys to this day but eventually new creatures would emerge, what kind of creatures he didn't knew but he hoped that they were a little more conscious of their fragile nature and learn from the mistakes of their predecessors, striving for peace and harmony and once again he will have toys and a playground to play. It would be not fun if this chapter of history was repeated once again. Grabbing his immortal spawn by the hand he leaded her to their home; a building that was in a less destroyed state that the rest.

-Daddy, Hambo says that those people makes him scared-

Well aware of the hungry eyes lurking from the shadows he didn't mind them. Always the distrustful humans, now pushed to the limit, hunted the weak and the naïve needing nothing more that a hunch that others had more things, more water or food that them and at the very least thinking that without another mouth to feed the chances for them to survive would go up. Such naive, idiotic thoughts. Luckily for them, they were not utter fools; they identified him from something other than human. Accustomed to the last days of the war were some soldiers were "enhanced" and even now and then a rare mutation would segregate a group of humans from the rest, a own race in their own accord, they ignored his status as a demon and he could walk freely without raising suspicions . At the other hand, ignoring his status as lord of chaos made them brave and sometimes reckless.

-Nothing to be scared of my little girl- A rare smile appeared in his face to comfort the child beside him. They would end dead before they touched his impeccable black suit and sooner if they made a move towards his daughter. The raven haired, pale skinned, pointy eared child only nodded with a smile of her own, whispering to his stuffed toy something between the lines of "I told you daddy would protect us"

-Mommy!- Cried the said child minutes later as she unhooked herself from his strong hand and ran to the dressed in red silhouette on the distance. Vampires are such a dramatic beings, he though as he saw his partner against the dim light the sun hiding behind toxic clouds produced.

-Marcie, go to your room to play sweetie- He heard as he approached. Room was a gentle way to name the ruins in which she lived. –Daddy and I need to talk-

-I feared so- he whispered as she send a glare to him, only succeeding on making the smile in his face larger.

Ignoring that last fact she guided the demon lord to a kitchen that was mostly intact, with the exception of a pieces of roof that were now laying in the floor.

-I need to stay here- she let out the moment they both took seats in the sturdy chairs

-We have already talked about this, you´re free to do whatever you like-

To humans it was easy to say they would stay together a lifetime, their short life spam made it easier to babble a few words and compromise and even then they would break such promise. Immortal beings like them didn't got married, they just united for a time, rarely breeding a child and sometimes the couple would stay together for the protection and development of their offspring powers. It was a miracle in itself that he had stayed so long with this female, maybe it was because they understood each other so much.

-Marceline will stay with me-

-What? She is also my child!- This was a new topic in the exausted talking they have been having for months. He was well aware of her vampire pride and all that crap about not retreating but risking their daughter was a different theme that was making him angry.

-I was not asking. Marceline WILL stay! – the volume of her voice raised a little.

-You know there is nothing left for her here, she isn't even a pure blood vampire!-

-That is exactly the reason why!-

-I could take her to the nightosphere, there she will be safer!- Now it was just plain screaming at each other.

-You know that is a lie. A child would not survive a week in that hell-hole you call kingdom!-

-That hell-hole is also your home and rightful place!-

-First I was a human and then a vampire; this is my only home, even if now it resembles yours!-

There was a pause. At the distance he could hear her daughter playing with Hambo, the teddy thing that her mother sew for her.

-She is well aware of your parting and this screaming doesn't exactly help to conceal it-

-I know, our daughter is nothing like that good for nothing noble child vampires that have spaghetti for brains- At this she smiled, a hint of "I know" could be read in her eyes- But I can't postpone it much longer, the nightosphere would consume itself without a leader to control its chaos energies and my mere presence in this fragile world is affecting it-

-You could visit her-

-I will visit you both-

-… She will miss you-

- I doubt it, she adores you-

-A daughter always love his father, even if it is in secret-

-So this is farewell-

-A goodbye. I don't think I would see you in some centuries-

-Centuries are nothing to us- A sad tone was concealed in his voice, a tone that she didn't failed to hear.

-Don't worry, I will take care of her, teach her and make her strong-

-She is a princess, spawn of the vampire queen and the ruler of the nightosphere, she doesn't need to be taken care off-

-Princess of backstabbing vampires and a half breed shunned by everyone. Yes she is powerful even as a child, but immortality is such a long time to wander through it alone and sheer power is not always the answer. That is what you fail to see-

-… Sorry, chaotic thoughts on a chaotic being tend to make it short sighted- He gave her one crooked smile.

-You are too stubborn, that's the problem- her cold hand raised to touch his cheek, a last caress before parting and maybe never reuniting. Their exchange of words was over.

He steeled himself. Even as a demon leaving his underage, underpowered offspring made him a little weak on the knees. He kissed goodbye to the vampire queen and without another word leaved the kitchen.

-Marcie, baby, I need to go now-

-I know dad, when will you return?- She didn't even stopped playing with Hambo and another doll as his father was saying goodbye. Many times he had gone for some days and even weeks or months.

-I don't know, maybe a few years latter-

- Ok- This noticeably saddened her, Hambo stopped what seemed like a strange tea party chit-chat with Marceline. Her "Daddy" never left for so much time.

-Mommy will take you with her family-

-I don't like them-

He chuckled –I know darling but bear with it, I promise I will brought fries for you the next time I come- at this point he ruffled his little daughter hair.

-Really Daddy, you know I love fries! And we all could eat them together- A sudden smile appeared on her lips, the parting completely forgotten, and that happy face brought more pleasure and happiness to him than the chaos the humans unleashed a few months back- But don't forget to bring ketchup, last time it wasn't enough- a cute frown was reflected in her face.

-Je, of course my darling-

-And Hambo, could he eat some too? He also loves fries- The said purple animal-thing was raised in her little chubby hands.

-I would not want it in any other way-

-Daddy, I love you- The little vampire hugged the legs of the lord of chaos, of an immortal demon, of Hunson Abadeer. Of her father.

Suddenly he found out his voice failing him as he hugged back his daughter and whispered a softly I love you too princess through cracked words. Then he parted with her creating a portal a few steps away, passing besides the Vampire Queen who teased with a whispered "softie" a sad smile in her face, and walked into the portal.

I have originally tough as this as a three-shot fic focusing in Marceline family, the Ice King and maybe the whereabouts of the last humans. WARNING: The amout of one shots may vary depending on the whines of the autor.

Also, I dont excpect for a betareader to come knocking at my door, but it will be nice that if you read this and grammar makes you say "the f#ck?" a little help would be apreciated cause the problem is that i fail to see the problem and a second pair of eyes would help a lot. But you dont really have to do it, nop, at the end it is you who are reading this and dont understand a word of what im typing... here fellows, have a smiling face :)