Ok wow here is chapter 3 everyone. Thanks to Mercedes, cgthebeast, roosewe, Neverthrive and of course notalivezombie for reviewing chapter 2 ^_^ I had a smile all day after waking up to read your awesome reviews and it really inspired me to get this chapter out as soon as possible without compromising its awesomeness. rosewe as I have a terrible fear of cute people I ask that you don't order them to attack me for I will give you chapters without need of threats ^_^. Neverthrive you raised some interesting points, is Finn as a emo staying true to his character? Finn the last human on a post apocalyptic land grows up with the idea that in order to prove himself he must be a brave and strong, this leads him to from a young age to engage in some risky and often life threatening situations leading inevitably to traumatic and emotionally scarring events, with out a proper adult to guide him (Jake does not count) Finn is left to deal with these issues on his own, it is therefore possible even likely that a Finn set 4 years after what is currently airing would be suffering from any number of disorders such as cutting. And in reference to the aspect of race being and insufficient justification for his depression, I agree but Finn in my story is merely using it as a catalyst to funnel all his pent up frustrations and hurts, it is not the sole cause of his depression. I firmly believe that you must look beneath the surface of a character to the true one inside. Thank you for your thought provoking review.

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The sun had cleared the horizon by the time Jake found himself back at the tree fort. He was not even sure of how he had traveled the distance, his mind filled with confused queries about his brother. One thing was sure; he needed to talk with Finn.

Entering the house he could tell that Finn had not returned, the place was as it had been left the previous night, the remains of his famous everything burrito still on the kitchen table. Though that information he reflected was quite pointless considering that his dog nose could instantly tell that Finn had not returned. He must be hungry.

Walking to the fridge he got out the last slice of apple pie, he was almost certain that Finn wouldn't mind… ok he probably would have a baby troll when he found out, but what could he do? He needed the energy and this was Finn's fault for running off like a poo brained idiot. Yawning Jake stretched his back undoing some of the knots from his night long vigil.

"Ok Jake, you've got to find Finn." He says to himself doing a double fist pump to get in the zone. He'd spent far too much time trying to figure out what had upset Marceline last night when he should have been out looking for his bro. He had come to the conclusion that dames were just complicated and junk; they didn't need a reason to get upset, they just did.

Heading to the door Jake wondered where his buddy could be. In the last year the love sick pup had spent nearly all his free time with Marceline meaning Jake had not spent nearly as much time with him as they used to, that being the case Jake had not a clue where to begin.

Stepping outside Jake looked back at the past. Before he had fallen for the vamp Finn was always hanging out with Princess Bubblegum and too Jake's mind since Finn had gone to Marceline for support when PB had turned him down the opposite would probably be the case not that he was having a love spat with Marceline.

'I'm a genius.' He thought to himself happily as he set off to the sugary capital of the Candy Kingdom.

Cresting the last rise Jake could spot the marzipan spires of Candy castle. It had not taken him long to reach hear, being able to stretch yourself to enormous sizes did have the advantage of greatly reducing commuting time. He found himself smiling as he walked up the candy road to the candy castle. Being surrounded by a sugary all you can eat buffet tends to have that effect on him, that and it made him hungry. Picking up a rock candy paving stone he walked on, now with his cheek deformed by the over large treat that he had stuck in whole.

Arriving at the front gate two banana guards blocked his path, glittering hard candy pikes held at the ready.

"State you purpose." Said the closest guard; a non to friendly look on his face.

"Wamp me na." Jake mumbled the paving stone impairing his speech.

"State you purpose!" The guard yelled clearly having no patience.

Swallowing the candy whole Jake cleared his throat.

"What do you mean my purpose? Do you mean like what is my meaning for existence and junk? That's pretty deep for a first meeting, shouldn't we go out for a few drinks and stuff before we start debating philosophy." Jake was grinning by this point clearly amused at his cleverness.

The Guard was not. His face did not waver as he stared hard at the dog.

"Ok man, jeez don't peel yourself. I'm here to see Princess Bubblegum. My friend Finn the human is missing and I was wondering if she could help me find him. At Finn's name the Guards gave a start before looking at each other, with a nod they lifted their pikes back into upright position, motioning him to proceed.

Entering the main hall Jake couldn't help marvel yet again at its splendor, he had not been in here in ages but it was still outfitted in the same way, brightly colored banners lining the walls and a finely crafted dark chocolate dining table running the length of the room with an equally fine mix of interspersed white and dark chocolate chairs. Seated at the head of the table in a throne like chair sat Princess Bubblegum, eating a plate that appeared from a distance to be red jelly. Seeing him she places her spoon on the table and rises to meet him.

"Guten tag, Jake." She says extending her hand to greet him a warm smile upon her face. "It has been so long since we last had the pleasure of your company."

Taking her hand Jake gives it a shake before he responds. "It is nice to see you again PB, sorry that I haven't been around lately, my bro was kinda shook up after the last time you to got together, I had to give my moral support."

She shakes her head sadly her smile now gone. "I had wished that it would be put behind us, I did not wish for our friendship to end so badly. He is not still upset about that, is he? I would very much like for our friendship to be whole again." Her eyes sad with grief she looked pleadingly at Jake.

"Naw Princess you don't have to worry about that anymore." Jake said smiling widely. "Finn is all about his mad love for Marceline now days, I think he's probably forgotten all about your little tiff by now." Looking upwards in embarrassment over his little bro's careless ness Jake missed the dangerous glint in PB's eyes.

'I'm going to have to have a serious talk with him on how to treat the ladies.' Jake thought to himself.

"So are Finn and Marceline dating then?" The smile is back on PB's face.

"I don't think so." Jake says scratching his chin. "I could be wrong but it seems to me that Finn just has a bad case of love sickness after she helped him get over your little spat." Jake shrugs his shoulders.

"Well I hope it works out alright." PB now has a warm smile upon her face. "So may I ask to what I owe the pleasure of your company this day?" as she speaks her head tilts cutely to the side.

"Actually Princess it's kind of related to that. Last night me and Finn were at Marceline's house and things got out of hand, Finn left in a temper and I was wondering if you had seen him?" Jake looked hopefully at PB waiting for an answer.

Shaking her head she looks at him sadly. "I'm sorry Jake I have not seen hind nor hair of Finn in about a year. May I ask as to the nature of the dispute?" Her eyes are sharp with attention.

Rubbing his foot in a circle Jake had to look bashful. "I kinda asked Marceline to turn us into vampires."

The silence is defining as the Princess's face drains of colour to a pale pinkish grey. Her face is stone blank no emotion passing through her defences.

"She didn't?" Bubblegum, a worried frown crossing her face looks at Jake using her fingers to mime fangs to the neck.

"No she just messed around with us. She pretended that she was going to bite Finn but then she just pinched him. That's when he got up and left." The princess visibly relaxed on hearing this.

"That was a very stupid thing to do, whatever possessed you to ask something like that? I was under the impression that you were afraid of vampires." Her face is angry now a look of stern disapproval in her eyes.

Jake falters under her gaze shrinking his head back into his body. "I just thought it would be awesome to float and Junk."

PB rubs her temples in frustration not pleased in the slightest with the mutt's explanation. "Ok, I don't think I want to hear anymore. Where is Marceline now?"

Jake picks up at a question that he can finally ask without angering the Princess. "Oh she went out after Finn. I'm not sure where she is now, probably still with him." This time he was looking directly at her as her eyes shot fire.

Regaining her composure PB smiled down at Jake. "I'm sure they will turn up soon so I don't think there is overly much to worry about."

Jake yawns nodding his head.

"See, your exhausted after a long night, you wont do your brother any good if you kill yourself now will you? Now come on off you go to home and a comfy bed." She says nudging him towards the door.

Acquiescing to her request Jake nods and turns to go. "You will let me know if you hear anything from Finn?" Jake asks.

Nodding warmly she gives him another push. "Of course I will, you will be the first to know."

Nodding once more Jake heads out the door with a bearing for home and his bed.

'Don't worry bro, the princess will help you.'

As the door closes Princess Bubblegum lets the false smile fad revealing the boiling rage underneath.

"Peppermint Butler!" she calls she voice strained with anger.

"Yes my Lady." The little fawning creature enters running to please his mistress. "How may I serve you?"

"Send a message to all the kingdoms; I am calling an emergency royal counsel to be held immediately." Her face is grim as she issues one of the most powerful commands in the land.

Peppermint butler is taken aback but knows not to question. As he runs off to see to her will the Princess stares into space, pure rage marring her delicate face.

'How dare that filthy undead whore touch my slave!'

Feeling a chill down her spine, Marceline The Vampire Queen raised her head and stood up stretching from where she had rested all through the long daylight hours. Looking into the cot Finn was unchanged from how she had left him at sunrise, other than the slight bluish tinge to his skin that was trade mark of vampires.

He would wake soon, of that she was sure and he would need to feed. Looking around she cursed herself for a fool, there was nothing red in this cave. She hadn't used it in centuries so she had not kept it stocked. Why did she have to be so hasty? Could she not have waited till she got him back to the house before she dammed his existence? She looked over at Finn, his face was calm no movement to suggest life, that was a good sign that he's sleep for some time yet and she dared not move him lest he wake prematurely. The only option was to leave quickly and get some of her supplies from her house.

Leaning over him, she gently brushed her lips over his forehead careful not to disturb him. "I'll be back before you wake my love." She promised in a soft whisper before turning and rushing out of the cliff side cave. She only hoped that she could keep that promise, the consequences otherwise could be catastrophic for both of them.

Flying high over Ooo, Marceline made a beeline for her home as fast as she could. Her mission was simple get in, grab all the red stuff she could carry and get back to Finn.

Approaching her cave she swooped down to ground level before flying in through the cave mouth. Her lights were still on, obviously Jake had not turned them off before he left.

'Does that dog have no manners?'

Entering her home, Marceline looked frantically around for something red to feed Finn, and there, still on the table where she had left them were the strawberries from the previous night. They were in a nice big bowl making for easy transport and she could add other stuff to it. Lifting it into her arms she heads into the kitchen, in the fridge she grabs a couple of apples and adds the rest of the strawberries to the bowl, and after a brief pause adds the bottle of chilled blood she had been saving for a special occasion to the mix.

'If this didn't count I don't know what will.'

Satisfied with the haul she heads back out to the living room and spying her trusty base decides to bring it to.

'I'm not taking it to use on him, its just in case of trouble, if nothing else we can jam to some music when he wakes.'

Slinging it over her back she heads for the door now loaded whit the lovely healthy red stuff. Flying out of her cave she set a straight and true path to the other hideout that held her soon to waken love.

Arriving at the cliff cave she swooped in baring gifts like santa from before the war, a very sexy and decidedly female santa with a set of fangs to die for… literally.

Rushing to the cot, her stomach did a flip, Finn was gone.

Looking back and forth franticly searching the stark cave for any sign of him, he couldn't be gone. He must be somewhere in here. Slowly it dawned on her what had happened Finn must have woken up and left the cave. Rushing to the entrance she prepared her self for the frantic search that was about to begin, when her blood ran cold as she heard screaming in the distance.

'NO!'

As he joined the land of the living once more, Finn caught a fleeting glimpse of a shadowy figure leaping out the cave. "Marcie." He mumbled before he was over come with pain, it felt like every muscle in his body was simultaneously rebelling, contracting into knots simply for the pleasure of torturing him. He could barely breathe as his lungs filled with fire with every breath.

'What's happening?' His mind screamed as he arched off the cot with a powerful spasm. Falling to the floor he gasped as his whole body was flayed by the pain. Trying to relax his muscles Finn after a few minutes was able to move his arms without passing out, a few minutes after that his legs could also move, the slow process lasted for awhile longer till he was able to stand and move about. His mind felt foggy and he had no recollection of how he had gotten here. Looking around it seemed to be some sort of smugglers hole, not very well equipped but serviceable in a time of need.

Finishing his inspection Finn started to move towards the entrance when he doubled over clutching his throat. It felt like someone had sandpapered the inside of it, then rubbed a mixture of salt and lemon juice on the wound, needless to say it was debilitating. Finn's consciousness shut off to protect itself sending his body into auto pilot. Getting up and moving to the entrance again Finn was unaware that he was floating.

Coming back to his senses Finn could still feel the burning but a deeper instinct had brought his mind back to the fore. It took some time to make sense of the situation. He was in some bushes, in the distance he could make out a town or city he could not tell, but it was in the more immediate area that the cause of his awakening existed. In front of him lay a caravan with several goblins standing huddled together staring with fear at a skinny humanoid. In his arms a crying Goblin child, a knife held to the neck.

Finn may have gotten older and lost the need to go on frivolous adventures, but deep down he would always be a hero and as such this situation would not stand. Stepping around the clearing till he was behind the man Finn stealthily stalked his prey. Slowly he crept out of the bushes, silently approaching the highwayman that was threatening the Childs life.

"Put your valuables in a bag and have one of your women bring it over." The cutthroat was preoccupied, his attention focussed entirely on his nice little haul.

'Perfect.'

Getting closer the one thing that Finn had not counted on where the travellers reaction to him. Pointing, her face filled with terror one of the Female goblins let out a piercing shriek. The robber whirled to face the new threat, but Finn was too fast. Lunging forward he knocked the knife flying into the night and brutally sunk his teeth into the man's neck. His mouth flooding with the delicious nectar that soothed away the burning, quenching his thirst in the most pleasurable way he had yet experienced, instinct took hold once more as he slowly drained the man of life.

Letting the man fall to the ground Finn looked around to find the child cowering in the grass a few feet away terror radiating off of it in waves. Smiling Finn reached to help the child up, but with a screech the child bolted away back to the safety of its family. Looking up at them he saw the people flinch, shocked horror upon every face.

'What are they afraid of?'

Finn took a step towards them, intent of figuring out the nature of their distress. At this pandemonium broke loose as some sought to flee and others tried to find a place to hide, but one, the mother of the child stepped forward, putting herself between him and her kid.

"Stay away!" she was shaking with fear and her voice faltered but she stood firm, and seeing this some of the others rushed back to take up her flanks.

"Bu…" Finn began but was cat off by one of the men.

"We won't let you hurt the child." The male's gruff voice was unsteady but the grim determination in his eyes made Finn take a step back. Why were they acting so strangely towards him?

Making one more attempt Finn took another step forward. "I saved the kid why would I want to hurt it?" He tried to reason with them.

"Get away you monster!" The mother screamed.

Temper failing he lashed back. "I am not a monster!" He shouted back slamming his teeth together in frustration.

If they had looked frightened before, they were now paralysed with it. He could not understand this reaction; he's saved people hundreds of times before. Some of the people kept glancing at something behind him, shuddering occasionally.

'What are they looking at?'

Expecting a new enemy Finn spun round, exciting a few fearful gasps from the clustered Goblins. There was no one, only a pile of dirty rags. Looking closer Finn felt a chill run through him. The rags on the ground were really the Highwayman, now broken and unmistakably dead. Bile threatened to come up as Finn realised what he had done.

Spinning away from the gruesome sight of his first kill, Finn took off at speed away from the clearing; he could just make out a cry from a woman in the clearing.

"Finn!"

Arriving at the clearing, Marceline only saw the end of the exchange. Finn's eyes had glowed bright red as he roared at a small group of goblins. "I'm not a monster." His fangs bared. It was no wonder that they were terrified; few things could scare someone to the same degree as an angry vampire. Finn had turned to look at something behind him and the look of horror on his face made her stop and look at what it was. It was a man and she could clearly see the two punctures on his neck. The man was without a doubt, dead. Before she could react Finn had jumped into the air and sped away into the forest.

"Finn!" she cried after him, causing the Goblins to jump and stare at her, Finn did not turn he just kept flying trying to escape reality. Taking off after him Marceline was torn with indecision her mind trying to digest what she had seen.

'What happened? Did he go into a frenzy? Is he still Finn? What am I going to do?'

Bonnibel stood facing her peers, sitting at the table in the great hall she had assembled every royal from every notable kingdom is all of Ooo. They had arrived within a few hours of her issuing the order for the counsel to meet. Some had arrived by fast stead, some by flying, and some had even gone so far as to employ magic to teleport. An assembly of the royal counsel was not something to be taken lightly and everyone had done their utmost to get here as soon as possible.

Prior to their arrival Bubblegum had spent the hours fuming.

'How dare she! That glob sucking bitch! Finn belongs to me! He is my toy.'

It had taken every ounce of control to suppress her desire to go on a rampage when she had heard from the flea bitten mongrel Jake that Marceline, being a clever, conniving bitch, had stolen Finn away from her.

'After all that work, she comes along and undoes years of me work! Aagh I'm going to kill her. No scrap that, I'm going to lock her in the dungeon to be tortured for the rest of eternity.'

Bonnibel had spent years working the boy, wrapping him around her finger with a touch of affection followed by the appropriate amount of disinterest to have his hormones constantly in a state of flux. She had come up with the formula herself, it was perfect. Her turning down Finn's last advance had been the last part of all her years of hard work, she had even calculated what day he would ask her and had arranged to look suitably busy so that she would be justified in her supposed irritation at his interruption. He was meant to run off crying and then in a few weeks he was supposed to return and beg to serve her in anyway he could, at this point she would have acted the gracious monarch and taken him under her wing, gaining both a completely loyal servant and the renown of being a kind and just leader.

When after a few weeks he did not return she did not worry, she had taken into consideration the possibility that he may take somewhat longer to gain the courage to face her again, but when after half a year, she was fuming. She could not send anyone to spy on him lest it leak and she couldn't go to him, he had to come to her or everything would be ruined. The lack of information was vexing to say the least and the bits and pieces of gossip that she heard now and then served only to drive her mad with how useless they were.

After a year she was just about ready to take some drastic measures, when in through her door walks none other than Finn's adoptive brother. Surly she could find out what had happened from him. When she found out what had caused her plans to go awry she could have spat acid. Years of planning coming to a conclusion ripped away.

'Bitch!'

Thinking that she may have turned Finn had sent a shock through Bonnibel's system, a decidedly nasty shock, that stupid dog could have caused untellable damage to her plans if Marceline had actually gone through with it.

'And now she is off gallivanting with my prize.'

The plan for when the delegates arrived was to cause panic amongst the royals and for them to order the hunt of Marceline and with her gone Finn would be left with no one to go to but her. This had been the plan but as so many others of hers recently this one seems to have been doomed to fail. After relaying the information to the assembled royals she had expected them to follow her proposal without question, she'd been wrong.

Standing she had given the finale to her empowered speech. "And so I find that by perusing a relationship with Finn the human it is obvious the Marceline intends to turn him, as this is a clear violation of the treaty that she signed with the council. And as such I move that we issue a hunt on Marceline the vampire. All in favour?" she had been expecting a carouse of affirmatives. Instead she was met with silence.

Raising to his feet her least favourite person in the room the Nut king cleared his throat to gain their attention. "According to the treaty as I understand it, the clause is that Marceline will not turn anybody into a vampire in the pursuit of a malicious cause, as you have stated yourself, she is perusing a romance with the boy, therefore I find that even if Marceline has indeed turned the human, that it is a act of love and she is well within he rites to do so." This was met my murmured approval throughout the room. She had forgotten about Marceline's friend and ally and he had ruined her plan.

'Dam him for reading the fine print and dam him again for choosing now to grow a back bone.'

"We can't kill her without reason, even if she is the lumping man thief that stole my man muffin." This from LSP excited a response of several disapproving growls from many of the female members of the court. It seems that Finn is quite popular amongst the lands Princesses. After that the counsel degraded into pointless arguments, to the point that the focus had shifted completely away from the reason that they were summoned here, as each monarch used this opportunity to settle there own petty squabbles. The hour was late and dawn would be approaching soon, this was a relief for Princess Bubblegum as it would mean that she could go to bed and try and forget this fiasco.

A crash resounded through the room as the doors were violently thrown open. The startled royals jumped to their feet in alarm as an out of breath Banana Guard panted into the room.

"Princess we have dire news." He wheezed clearly having run some distance.

"Well man, report!" She was irritated by the bad form of this Guard, no news was so important as to interrupt the council and certainly not in the unprofessional way he had, it reflected badly on her.

"We have word that a male vampire attacked and killed a man close to our borders, witnesses were a group of merchants, they claim that after draining the man the crazed monster had tried to kill one of their children, they then bravely fought off the vampire forcing him to withdraw along with his female companion who they claim to have referred to him as Finn." This coming out in a rush the Banana Guard was shaking his eyes wide with panic.

Dead silence fell over the room as everyone absorbed the gravity of what they had just heard before a great roar filled the room as every one was shouting to get their opinion across.

'I'm trapped.'

Reaching for her red and white candy gavel she picked it up and slammed the large hammer down on the table several times, its harsh banging catching the attention of the royals and drawing it onto her.

'I have no choice.'

Raising her head high she used the most commanding tone at her disposal. "As head of the council I hereby find Marceline The Vampire Queen, to be guilty of breaking her terms of the treaty that she signed with this council, and as such I order that a hunt be ordered upon her and her fledgling Finn The Vampire. Does anyone wish too dispute this order?" Even the Nut king could only stare down, sadness and defeat weighing down on his shoulders.

"It is done then." She says banging down her gavel.

'I'm sorry Finn.' She thinks to herself a single tear falling down her cheek before she slammed the hammer ones last time into the table, creating a split running down the centre of the table, hopefully not symbolic of the possible turmoil that may ensue.

She'd caught up with him a while ago as she trailed him from the clearing, Marceline had been lead on quite a wild chase through the dimly lit forest, luckily for her vampire sight she could see better in the dark then the day,. Even with that she had still had difficulty keeping up with the frantic vampire as he bulldozed his way through the foliage, especially since she was trying not to be detected.

He had finally stopped in a small clearing and had sat down on a lonely log in the centre of said clearing, he had then proceeded to and was still currently it the process of sitting and staring into space, no emotion visable upon his face. This was driving her insane, she did not know what to do, he'd killed a man, that's bad but was he a deranged monster that needed putting down? Could she do that?

'No.' was her immediate answer.

Staring at him was tearing her apart.

'What happened back there?'

But asking the air for answers was never going to get her anywhere. It came as a surprise when Finn suddenly burst into hart wrenching sobs, placing his head in his hands as his whole body shook with grief.

'I can't do this.'

Rushing out of her concealment, Marceline approaches Finn, he shows no indication that he senses her, continuing to howl out his frustration and guild into his hands, curled up as if to deny the outside world access to his sorrow. Sitting down beside him Marceline gently snakes her arm around him. At first he stiffens at the touch but then relaxes leaning into her, desperate for the warmth that she offers. Running her hand through his thick head of hair she whispers love and encouragement. Slowly his sobs fade until the two of them are sitting in the peaceful moon lit woods arms around each other.

"This was all my fault." Marceline says her eyes glistening with her own unshed tears.

Finn shakes his head. "I'm the one who killed the man." He shudders at the memory.

"I did this to you; it was my selfish desire that led to this, I hate myself for doing this to you, I deserve your hatred." Her voice is cracking with emotion, the tears now freely flowing down her cheeks.

Cupping her face gently in his hand, he leans forward and delicately traces her lips with his own. "You warned me about this, you cared enough about me to try and save me from a fate that I didn't realise I was perusing, how could I do anything but love you more." With the final words he leans forward again, this time there is nothing delicate as he gives into his never-ending need for her, and she responds with equal fervour. After a time the two rest peacefully, their arms wrapped lovingly around the other, her head resting on his shoulder Marceline snuggles in closer a sigh of contentment escaping from her lips.

"Marcie?" Finn chimes.

"Hmm?" she replies

"I love you, now and forever. I never want us to be apart again." His words are sweet comfort as she snuggles closer still.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for someone to say that to me." She says lightly pecking his cheek.

'We will never be apart again, I swear it.' They both think before going back to simply enjoying the time that they are sharing now.

I have see the face of evil and it is PINK... i think? lol ok people this is the longest chapter I have written to date, so to celebrate you should send me a review XD he he he can't blame me for trying. I found this chapter quite interesting to write, especially with the Introduction of PB to the story as the villain? I've seen enough evidence that I feel justified in showing the dark twisted mind below that soft squishy exterior. But that tear at the end has me stumped, is she really that bad a true villain that this tale shall latch onto, or does she truly care for Finn… tune in next week for all your questions to be answered… maybe. Thank you every one for reading my story, I truly hope you enjoyed it even half as much as I did.