So I guess you've noticed I post a bunch of chapters at once by now… Sorry for that; it's just more convenient for me.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Adventure Time.

Btw-

Some uh, hinted... uh, rape... sorta... sorry...

Chapter 4- My Heroine

Marceline's POV

She entered and set her bag down on her desk. I closed the door behind me. I immediately plopped down in the chair at my desk. I whipped out my box of pencils and erasers and a stack of clean paper.

"Whoa, got an idea for something or what?" Bonnie said, surprised.

"Yes. Definitely. Absolutely." I replied, still looking down.

"Ok, then…"

I began sketching a head and body, but cartoonish. I drew thin tiara that wraps around the head, with a little jewel on top and a simple long-dress, and long hair. I drew a little smile and other facial features and sharpied the entire thing after smoothing out some stuff. I grabbed my colored pencils and colored the skin light pink, and the dress two separate shades. I made the hair a bubblegum pink, and colored the tiara gold and the jewel blue.

I held up my creation. "Hey, Bonnie, what do you think? It's a cartoon version of your nickname-you."

"I love it, Marcy!" I did a simple matte and hung it on her wall for her.

"Who should I draw next? I'm going to eventually draw all of us." I opened up a new bottle of Coke.

"How about you?"

"Challenge accepted!"

In my finished product, I was wearing my jeans, gray tank, and red boots. My bass was in one hand while I floated above ground, leaning against a wall. I'm assuming vampires float. I colored everything in and moved on to Marshall. I drew him in his plaid, with his bass in his hand. He was a couple inches off the ground as well. On both drawings, I considered a crown, but it looked really out of a place on our heads, so I drew the dark crimson crown hanging off of my finger and Marshall twirling his on his finger. Benny's drawing was similar to Bonnie's, except he wore a prince's clothes in pink and dark purple. I know he likes pink as well, because he wears it all the time. He had a small gold crown on his head, and his short pink hair swished upwards.

For Finn, I drew him in his blue shorts and shirt and covered his blonde hair with a white bear hat that covered his entire head, except for his face. He wore a green backpack and for fun, I drew a gold sword I'm his hand. For Jake, I drew an orange furred dog with stretched out limbs and a long mustache. Fionna was like Finn, except with long socks, a white bunny hat, and a pink translucent sword. Cake was an orange and white cat with stretched out limbs. I had a lot of fun with Lady and Lord's drawings; creating a stretched out rainbow-unicorn and a similar black-and-gray-unicorn.

As a final piece, I drew all of us lined up next to each other, with our nicknames underneath. I even wrote them in different fonts for different characters. I wrote a mental note to buy a frame for it to hang in between our two sides of the room.

"Even though that took hours to draw, it is freaking awesome!" I shouted, marveling at my creation.

"Marcy, you've got a lot of talent. You're like a Jack-of-All-Trades. That's really intriguing."

"Haha, thanks Bonnie." I rubbed my neck.

"We need a group name. Or something to call ourselves." I said, snapping my fingers.

"How about, Adventure Time?" Bonnie suggested.

"Perfect! Great idea, Bonnie!"

"Hey, we need a theme song!" I grabbed my bass and sat on my bed.

"Adventure Time! Come on grab your friends, we're going to very distant lands, with Marceline and Bonnibel, the journey will never end, it's Adventure Time! Marceline is the Vampire Queen, she's a thousand years old, and really mean, she plays an axe-shaped bass-guitar, and travelled to Oo from very far..."

"Marcy, you're not mean!" Bonnie said, placing her hands on her hips.

"But for the sake of rhymes and character! Besides, listen to the rest of it. And keep in mind, this is all being made right now..." I inhaled and exhaled deeply.

"Of all, of the Princesses 'cross the land, Bubblegum is there at hand. When Finn and Jake are in a stump, she helps them out with her science junk..."

"I don't think the word 'junk' is proper."

"Rhymes and character!" I reminded her.

"Ok, ok..."

"She's a natural ruler, and can't be cooler, when she's not bossing peeps around…"

"Is the word 'peeps' necessary?"

I sighed. "It's the only word that fits."

"Finn the Human's the funny guy, there's no adventure he wouldn't try. Mathematically kicking butt, as he prowls around with his faithful mutt. Jake the Dog can change his face, he's a macho man who can fly through space. Fionna the Human doesn't mind going on adventures of different kinds. She still stays strong even if she's proven wrong. By Cake the Cat who's always faithful, although she'll sell your gold for bagels. Adventure Time, come on tell your friends, we're going to very distant lands. Marshall Lee is a demon king, he can raise the dead, and is super keen. He plays and axe-shaped electric bass, and has really attractive hair and face…"

"You think Marshall has attractive hair?" Bonnie questioned jokingly.

"Of course. It's just like mine." I flipped my hair dramatically. We both started laughing.

"Prince Gumball is pretty shy, but there's no other important guy. He loves his subjects, and is intelligent. He's always formal, and elegant. Lady Rainicorn speaks Korean, and she's nice to all in every season. Lord Monochromicorn can't speak or see, but he's the best at seeing reality. He can only communicate using morse, which only the Prince and Princess can translate, of course. Adventure Time, come on grab your friends, we're going to very distant lands. With the entire crew, the adventures will never end, it's Adventure Time!"

"Marceline, you are absolutely amazing at everything you do." Bonnie shakes her head while grinning.

I took a bow. "Thank you, m'lady."

I did a little recording of the song and saved it to my computer. I glanced at the clock. 7:30.

"Bonnie, wanna go get some grub? You pick."

She set her book aside. "Hmm, let's go to that Italian place down on Breezy Lane."

"Alrighty then!" We set off to the restaurant, and it only took 10 minutes to reach the door.

"Hi, table for 2 please."

"Right this way."

We sat at the small booth and set our jackets aside. The hostess left menus for us and I immediately landed on spaghetti. Red is my ultimate favorite color. Therefore, I eat almost anything that's red. Tomato sauce is one of my tops.

"What are you getting, Marcy?"

"I think I'll go with spaghetti. Classic. And it's red." I grinned.

"I'm going to get spaghetti, too! It's my favorite..."

"Why don't we get the family plate and split it, then? It's cheaper." I showed her the spot on the menu.

"Sounds good!"

We both ordered and the waitress brought out the huge plate of pasta. I handed Bonnie a fork and we both dug in.

"Ahh, this really hits the spot..." I said.

"Agreed..."

I twirled a big forkful onto my fork and placed it in my mouth. As I started chewing, I realized there was a tugging and soon, a strand of spaghetti was pulled between our mouths. It was that cliche scene where the couple is eating spaghetti and they end up kissing.

"Umm..." I nervously said, blood rushing to my cheeks.

"Oh, glob..." Bonnie looked at the strand, then me, then back at the strand.

"Wait, here, um..." I took my fork and cut the strand in half. I sucked it up.

"Hehe, well that was awkward..."

We continued to eat the pasta in silence.

I paid the check and we both head back down the dark streets. As we passed by an alley, a voice called from the dark.

"Look what we have here. What are you doing here, ladies?" A huge buff guy covered in tattoos walked out of the alley with two other buff guys.

"Look, we aren't looking for trouble. We're just trying to get back home, man." I said, ushering Bonnie forward.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Where do you think you're going?" He snapped, and the other guys surrounded us. They backed us into the alley. I gripped Bonnie's hand tightly. I don't think she minded 'cause she was about to break my hand with her iron grip.

"Seriously, man. We don't want any trouble." I gritted my teeth. I've got a bad feeling about this.

He grabbed Bonnie by the arm. "Why don't we start with you, pretty pink?" He gave a devilish grin, showing his rotting teeth. Bonnie looked like she was about to cry. But she held her ground.

"Lay another finger on her and I swear, I will make you regret stopping us from going on our way!"

"Oh, really. Bruno! Tony!" The henchman guys grabbed my arms.

"Let me go, assholes!" I struggled.

The leader ran his hand down Bonnie's face. He gave an evil laugh. "Mwahaha..."

That snapped my insides. "You asked for it." In a flash, I flipped the first guy, Bruno, in his back and stepped on his face, making blood flow from his nose.

"Agh!" he cried.

I punched the other guy, Tony, in the gut and kicked him in the balls. I right hooked him and he flew into the wall.

"What the hell!?" The boss shouted.

"Let go of her!" I charged at him. He dropped Bonnie and pulled out a knife.

"Marcy, no!"

I slammed my fist into his face, and he swung the blade at me. I dodged, and threw another punch to his gut. He got really pissed and pulled out a second knife.

He would swing, I would dodge. I would swing, he would get hit. The process repeated 3 more times until he predicted my punch. I swung and he counter-slashed me across the arm. I ignored the screaming pain in my arm and felt warm, sticky blood pouring from the cut. I continued to fight this guy until Bruno got to his feet again. His face was smeared with blood, and he kicked me from behind. I fell face first, and he kicked me in the gut.

"You're a feisty one, aren't you?" The boss slashed me across my face. I pushed myself back up and shouted at Bonnie.

"Run, Bonnie, run! Get out of here while you can!"

"No! I'm not leaving you!" She got up and used those 3 years of TKD or something and side kicked Bruno. He punched her in the face, and she fell.

"Bonnie!" The leader punched me in the gut again.

"That's it! This ends now!"

I swung harder, imagining my dad standing in his shoes. I pictured him beating me for no reason, or for dumb ones. I would get punched back and at one point I could feel my lip bleeding and my eye hurting.

I grabbed one of his knife hands and wrenched it out of his grip. I stabbed him in the shoulder and then Bruno. I kicked him hard against the wall, and he crumpled next to his comrade. I focused on the lead, still with the other knife. He scratched up my arms and legs frequently, but I didn't let the pain stop me. I slashed his knee and he fell the the ground. I punched his face with one last blow, and he fell backwards.

I grabbed Bonnie and hoisted her up on my shoulders. I ran as fast as I could with her on my back. As I reached campus, I could feel people's stares burning into my head. I ignored it and climbed the stairs to our dorm. I fiddled with my keys and swung the door open.

"M-Marcy?" Bonnie whispered.

"Yeah, Bonnie. Sshhh. It's ok." I set her on her bed and she slowly sat up. I grabbed the first aid kit and threw it onto the desk. My head became fuzzy, and my vision started to blur.

"Marcy!? Are you ok?!" She jumped to her feet.

"Y-Yeah..." I fell to the floor and everything faded.

"Marcy... Marcy..."

"B-Bon?" I opened my eyes. The gang was standing in our room, and Bonnie knelt down beside my bed. I tried to prop myself up on my arms, but collapsed back down.

"Agh!"

"Don't hurt yourself more, Marcy, please. Relax." She brushed the hair out of my face. "You're ok."

Ignoring her words to relax, I sat up in a flash when I noticed the bruise on her cheek. "Bonnie! Are you ok? What happened?"

"You were badass and beat these alley punks who tried to mess with us. Thank you, Marceline. You carried me on your back all the way from the alley back here. With all of your injuries."

I looked at the bandages wrapped around the cuts in my arms and legs. My knuckles were split and bandaged as well.

"You're lucky Bonnie is so good at treating wounds, Marce. She spent all night cleaning, stitching, and bandaging your cuts." I noticed the dark circles under her eyes.

"Thanks, Bonnie." I flashed my fanged smile.

"No, thank you, Marceline. You saved us. You saved me."

We both stared into each other's eyes.

"My heroine..." She whispered.