Author's Note:
I've written plenty of other stories, but I have yet to post them. I am still contemplating on whether or not I should. I am going to rate this story T for violence. This is a FionnaXMarshall Lee fic and I will also have other couples such as FinnXFlame Princess, which means I have both gender bent and non-gender bent characters.
Summary:
In an attempt to prevent the world from being conquered in a zombie apocalypse, there is an army of soldiers that have trained themselves to fight just this battle. Among this army is an angel face war captain who has faced nothing but tragedy since this apocalypse had begun, until she meets a certain sarcastic boy who decides to once again bring some light into her eyes. With strength and science at the living's side, can this nightmare ever end? Will they ever find out what is truly behind the scenes of this genetic alternating disease?... Both original characters and gender bent characters. FionnaXMarshall, FinnXFlame Princess ect. No love triangles, no lemon. Rated T for violence. This is obviously an AU.
Fighting Against a Deteriorating World:
Chapter One: Fionna
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time, just my story plot.
Thud, Thump, Thud, Thump…
I have to keep running; I can't handle that swarm by myself. I pick up my pace, if it's even physically possible to go any faster than I already am. I turn several corners, going left or right every few minutes…since when are zombies fast anyway? I don't even realize where I am, that is until I notice that I've run straight into a dead end. I try and catch my breath and try and keep my labored breathing as quiet as possible, then I hear them, it's as though time itself had stopped when I picked up on the symphony of groans and footsteps. I look around my surroundings; I realize I'm in an alley way between two fairly tall buildings, there aren't any garbage bins or really any place to hide on this level-I have no choice but to scale one of the buildings. I choose the building to my left; I noticed the windows and the fire escapes that were actually in one piece up higher-about eight feet up, this must have been an apartment building prior to the walking corpse disease. I try and grab hold of the window sill, but my sweaty palms make the task difficult, one by one my finger slip and that's when I notice the iron grasp on my ankle. I get pulled roughly enough to feel my skin pull apart at the impact against the asphalt. The distinct smell of rotting corpses meet my nostrils, I peek up only to witness the savage looks on the marred decomposing faces of zombies closing in. I try and grab my gun, but-wait since when am I unarmed? I try and fight them off, but they've grabbed hold of my limbs, I'm slowly being gnawed and pulled apart, the agonizing pain creeps into effect and I try to scream out, but what comes out is only a low humming static sound -
Gasp!
…it was only a dream.
I wake up in a cold sweat, thick locks of golden hair matted to my forehead as I try and even out my shuttering breathes.
"Are you okay baby cakes?" I hear Cake ask as she stretches, I must have woken her up. I even out my breathing.
"I'm fine." Lie. That dream isn't any different than reality, only I haven't died yet. I don't plan to anytime soon.
"Go back to sleep Cake, I'm gonna take a walk." She simply nods and drifts back into deep slumber. Her short light brown and white locks are pointed in every which direction from her tossing and turning, her dark honey skin is highlighted in different specks from the high barred windows of the base. I tear my eyes off my best friend and start towards the door of our dorm of the base.
As I walk through the grimy halls my mind drift elsewhere, rather than the dust bunnies that has collected in the corners of the corridors, I think of my life before this.
I'm nineteen now, it's been a year and four months now since this mess had begun. I used to always dream of adventures, but I want nothing more than to shove this adventure down the throats of whoever caused the zombie infection. I'd gladly take back the life I had before this, what I had once considered boring. I had my family; I had just graduated from high school where I was the star athlete , I had my horror flick marathon every Friday with Cake, I even had my boyfriend Flame-but he's gone now, all of it is. Practically my whole town was devoured and turned by the zombies, but I survived and I'm grateful every day that Cake and my brother Finn managed to survive, even though it's hard to thank while you're at an all-out battle with the undead. Now I'm in a life where it's normal to have a friend die every day, it's normal to have mastered at least ten different lethal weapons, it's normal that the recoil of a gun no longer affect you, and it scares me.
What used to be my outfit that consisted of a light blue sweater, varsity track jacket, and a dark blue mini skirt now consists of a dark grey leather jacket with two blue stripes on each sleeve-which indicates of being a leader-and a buckle collar, a thick black sleeveless turtle neck shirt that ends just above my naval, military green shorts that ends at mid-thigh, black socks that end above my knees with military boots that end at the high part of my shin, and black fingerless gloves. I'm usually armed with a countless amount of weapons, which evidently, increased my strenght. I also usually have my hair tied back in a French braid; I don't want to cut my hair short-my mother loved my hair long, and I wear dark red lipstick because it makes me feel like I stand out, like I always have.
Squeek-
There's an announcement coming from the barely functioning loud speakers:
"All five leaders are to come to the training vicinity for the new recruits, that is all"
Guess I have to go train some newbs.
Author's Note:
Please review! I welcome any criticism; I'm not that good at writing and would like to improve any errors or flaws I've made. I'm trying to be somewhat descriptive and trying to keep the characters from being OOC, so I'm going to try and keep casual speaking in their speech rather than being correct literacy wise. This is also the first Adventure Time fiction I've written, so let me know if I'm horribly off with the characters. We'll see how this story goes since I'm kind of winging it (O.o)
-J.M
