Chapter Two: Marshall Lee

"Yeah, and she was like, totally being a complete brat!"

Marshall Lee cringed at the obnoxious sound of her voice. This was typical. He was currently listening to one of his usual 'lady friends' drone on and on about... He wasn't really sure. He kind of zoned out for the entire time she was talking.

What was her name again? Anna? Ashlyn? No, it's Ashley. He was fairly certain.

"So, um..Ash...ley?" He paused to make sure that he had, in fact, gotten her name correct. If he didn't, she made no move to correct him.

"Huh?" She squeaked. Or at least that was what it sounded like.

"Who was being a brat? Who are you talking about?" He asked hesitantly. the last thing he needed was for her to get pissed at him for not listening.

"Oh, it was this stupid new chick. She just moved to Aaa. I think her name was...Fionna or something. She like totally let her mangey cat touch me, and she didn't even apologize! She just laughed! Can you believe that?" She said in disdain.

Marshall Lee chuckled at the sheer absurdity of Ashley's little tale. She was pissed about a cat touching her? That's it? He vaguely wondered why he surrounded himself self with people like this.

"Oh, so you're laughing at me too?" Ashley hissed.

"Pretty much, yeah." He answered with no hesitation. He decided he didn't care if Ashley got mad and left his small home. She wasn't worth his time

She huffed. "Fine. Like, whatever. I had to be going anyways. See you later Marshie."

Marshall rolled his eyes. He hated being called that.

He didn't respond or bother to look at her as she left. It was always the same. Pretty girls would be all over him and he was a guy so...he took advantage. After they had their fun, he would realize what a bitch they were and wonder why he even liked them in the first place.

Always the same damn thing.

After Marshall had taken a shower and thoroughly scrubbed all the filth off of himself from Ashley, he didn't know what to do. He was freaking bored.

This is ridiculous. I'm the fucking Vampire King. Vampire Kings should never be bored. What is wrong with me?

After much contemplation, Marshall decided to try and write a new song. He had always been known for his musical talents and he hadn't played in such a long time.

As he floated into his bedroom to get his beloved axe bass, his mind wandered into what he might want to write the song about.

Hmm, lets see. Death? No, I always sing about that. Sex? Lame. All songs are about that nowadays. Love? No. I don't fucking love anyone, so what's the point?

He had begun to mindlessly strum random tunes on his bass when he was startled, and confused, to find himself hearing a voice..no two voices coming from outside the cave in which his house was located.

If it had been anyone other than the Vampire King, the two female voices would have gone completely unnoticed.

However, Marshall Lee was the Vampire King and it most certainly did not go unnoticed.

He was surprised. Most everyone in the Land of Aaa new he resided here and he was certainly not used to visitors.

Most people tended to not go on evening strolls through a Vampire King's cave. His sensitive ears perked up and he strained to listen to what the voices were saying.

"Shhhh! Cake, we've got to be really quiet!" A soft, high-pitched voice whispered.

"Shut up, Fi! You're the one who dragged me here in the first place! And it's globbing raining outside! You know how my fur frizzes!" This time the voice was deep, yet still noticeably female.

Fur? This girl has fur? Strange stuff... Nah I've seen stranger.

"A flipping vampire lives here, Cake! Do you know how awesome that will be If we get to see it? I wonder what it looks like! I bet it's ugly. Like in those movies we watched before the war!"

So this girl knows I live here? Why would she want to see a vampire? Is she crazy? And...she thinks I'm going to be ugly? Oh, please. She will sure be in for a surprise! Time to have some fun! Wait. Is she talking about the Mushroom War?

" I don't care! Vampires make my tail go all frizzy. Vampires are evil, Fionna. It might suck all our guts out if it sees us!" The deeper voice hissed back quietly.

Meanwhile, Marshall Lee was slowly creeping out his front door and making his way around to his backyard, where he knew the two girls would be. As he floated up behind them, he took in their appearances.

They were both crouching behind a large rock. On the left there was what appeared to be a small cat with white fur and light brown spots.

Wait...a cat? Didn't Ashley mention something about a girl with a cat? Fionna, right? Yeah..Fionna. That was it.

He turned his attention the figure on the right and..."Hot damn." Marshall felt his pale face flush and his mouth went dry. She had long, full legs that were tucked underneath her that led to a curvy waist.

She was faced away from him and he was frustrated that he couldn't see her face. His eyes wandered downward without his consent and he might have ogled her ass just a little. He would never admit it though.

He felt a sharp pain in his lip, and realized with a start that his pointed vampire fangs were tearing into his lips. A small drop of blood trailed down his chin and he let out a small hiss of shock.

It was obviously not as quiet as he had first thought, because both of the girls whirled around to face him.

Oh glob. I look like such a freaking creeper right now. Wait, isn't that what you were trying to do? Come creep them out? Have a little fun?

He finally collected himself enough to talk and just as he opened his mouth to say something, he was interrupted.

"Who the hell are you?"

Marshall gasped at the crude words coming from such a beautiful mouth. Such a beautiful person. Fionna...

Girls that pretty shouldn't curse.

"Fionna!" The cat, Cake, he supposed, chastised.

"Uh...Um..What?" Was Marshall's brilliant reply.

"I said, 'Who the hell are you? Are you slow are something? By the way, have you seen any vampires around here? I've heard that there's one living in this cave and I wanna check it out."

Marshall Lee was dumbfounded.

No one had ever dared to talk to him like that before in his entire thousand years of being alive. Everyone always respected the Vampire King. If they didn't, there were severe consequences.

Yet, here comes this beautiful girl, barging into his life and treating him like he was nothing special. It was so different from what he was used to. People were always falling over themselves to please him.

But the thing that startled Marshall the most was that he found he didn't care how she treated him. At least her attention was on him.

"I..uh..I'm a king. Wait no, that didn't come out right. I'm the vampire that lives here but I'm a king too, you see. I'm a vampire and a king. A...Vampire King. The Vampire King. I'm Marshall Lee the Vampire King." He stuttered out.

Oh. My. Glob. I sounded like such a complete douchebag! Word vomit much? Geez, I'm turning into a flipping idiot.

Fionna stared at the 'Vampire King' a moment before bursting into laughter. She laughed and laughed until tears were streaming down her cheeks and she was gasping for breath.

"H..Hello...Marshall Lee the Vampire King!" She said in between girlish giggles.

But Marshall didn't respond. He was too mesmerized by the blood pooling in her now flushed cheeks.

No...it's impossible! They were all destroyed in the Mushroom War! There's no way.

But he couldn't ignore the unique scent that he hadn't smelled since before the war. It hit him like a freight train. The answer so impossible yet standing right in front of him.

"Vampire King?" Fionna asked hesitantly, her expression quickly turning serious.

"You're...You're a human!"

Author's Note: Yeah, I know very fast update. I just couldn't get this out of my head so... Well, I hope some people are interested in this story. If you have any questions, please feel free to drop it in a review or PM me. Hope you liked this! Bye for now

-Toxic