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Warning Novice Literature
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Chapter 2
Thoughts
"And in the dead of quiet I will slowly fade away in this masterpiece I made"
-Marianas Trench-
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It's been nothing but lumping boring lately.
Marshall Lee the Vampire King was lazily floating around in his living room. The sun had set not too long ago, and the darkness outside woke him up from his recurring dreams. Damn dreams are getting more frequent. Stretching his naked toned arms above his head, he yawn loudly showing his sharp and intimidating fangs. Marshall floated slowly into his kitchen not even bothering to turn on the lights. Why do I have lights again? He opens up his fridge, and started to look for a red apple to suck on.
"Dammit."
No apples, crap, now what was he supposed to do? His stomach growled in an inhuman hunger. Slamming the refrigerators door, Marshall flew out of the kitchen, he went up to his room, into his bathroom to start his 'evening' routine; he brushed his fangs careful not to slice the tooth brush in half(again), splash water on his face, and lightly put his hand through his ebony locks.
"Guess I got to go stack up on some apples."
Floating over to his closet, Marshall search for his outfit for the night. What to wear? I feel punkish, yet nerdy. He looked through his closet, and decided on some black and gray checkered skinnies and a simple white high V neck shirt with a tiny pocket on the left side of his chest. To finish off the look he found some red suspenders and a pair of red high top converse.
Marshall flew over to his full length mirror; floating upside down wondering what was missing? Sitting on his black wooden dresser he saw a pair of red geek glasses begging to be notice. Perfect!
Grabbing the pair of glasses and putting them on, he hurried out of his house into the cave, and into the night to collect some juicy apples.
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The night sky was beautiful tonight. There were only a few clouds in the sky, and Marshall was thankful for that. He might not be able to enjoy the sun to the fullest anymore; but he will always bask in the glory that was the moon. He loves how the full moon looks; it was so breathtaking, so beautiful, and so dangerous.
Yes, dangerous, because Marshall knew that every full moon he was at his weakest. But not in the sense you're thinking. There was a reason why Marshall preferred shades of red over blood. Blood was too appetizing, too delectable. Once that luscious red liquid touch his fork like tongue, he couldn't help but to suck his prey dry.
Marshall's inner vampire would take over then, his demon, his worst nightmare.
He felt a slight chill going up his spine even thinking about the things keeps lock up.
Whenever he would gain back control, he would end up being surrounded around a bunch of shriveled up gray disfigured corpses. He never fully remembers what he does when he's in that state, only bits and pieces. But he always remembers one thing for sure;
Their screams.
Those heart wrenching horrible screams of pain and agony. Just thinking about it made the demon vampire disgusted with his self. Their screams would sometimes haunt him in his nightmares. Just another reason to feel guilty. He deserves the guilt.
His mother was so proud when she found out.
"Finally becoming what you were born to be. Spread the chaos son; spread it until it consumes everything."
"Bitch." Marshall thought viciously, he may be a monster but that doesn't mean he has to act like one.
"There's no pointing in trying to hide son. You have to accept what you are; it'll be easier on you that way. Stop fighting it." Pity, care, disappointment, Marshall could hear it all in her voice.
"What about everyone else? Is it easier on them!"
There were times where she more sympathetic. When he was a bit younger, he was busy pitying himself in his room back in the Nightospere, his mom was walking pass the door on her way to work. Uniform clean and crisp, not a wrinkle in sight. Her dark hair tide up into a tight bun. Her heels making light clicking noise on the floor.
Marshall looked toward his mom, his lips in a tight line. He didn't want to but did any way.
"How did you deal with it?" He sounded lost, desperate, frustrated, angry, so many other emotions. He never saw his mother lose control. She had to know what to do, she just had to.
She didn't even to look at him; her son really was far too easy to read. With her back turn to his she told him simply.
"I embraced it, and took control."
Shaking his head from the bitter memories, Marshall hurried to the closest apple tree. He found an apple tree located right on the skirts of the woods. Grabbing his black bag he started to pick some apples.
Flying to the top of the tree, he was about to pick his last apple, but he stops. He could hear it; it wasn't far from where he was standing, and with his vampire demon hearing he could hear every word.
"You know what happens to a curious cat, right dude?" Came a female's playful voice.
"That's not funny Fi!" came another female's voice but with more of a hiss to it.
Looking over the tree Marshall saw the source of noise.
"If it isn't Cake the Cat, and Fionna the Human."
Marshall looks at the two sisters chasing after each other, and chuckles quietly when Cake almost slams into a tree after Fionna gracefully dodge her attack.
Whenever he's with them, he never feels like a monster.
He watches as they enter their tree home. Laughing happily together, Marshall tries to remember the times when he was that happy with another person.
He really couldn't remember any.
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Finish with his apple picking he doesn't leave right away, he just floats in the sky watching the moon, watching the stars, just enjoying the peaceful moment.
"It really does look beautiful tonight." Glancing back at the tree house he saw Fionna looking in the same direction he was through the second floor window, oblivious to his presence.
"That's not the only thing that looks beautiful, eh Marshall?" Came a purr.
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A/N: Short I know I ended up changing this chapter a lot. I decided to go another route with this story, a more playful route, but still a bit dark. I'm not completely happy with this chapter but I know people have been waiting.
Oh Marshall you have so many problems. I always wondered how Marshall (Marceline also) was when he was still drinking blood. From what the show has hinted to us from Marceline, Marshall was not that much of a nice person. Or at least for sure we know he hanged out with a 'bad crowd'.
Coming up on Skin+Bones;
Chapter 3 we found who the mystery person is.
Chapter 4, its Fionna b-day! Oh yea! But someone is attack! Oh no!
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