Author's Note: Sorry that I was unable to update on friday. Been busy. GAH IN A FEW MINUTES HAVE TO GO TO A BDAY PARTY AND LATER MEMORIAL SERVICE. BUT LATER GONNA MEET MY BF :) So here is the awaited chapter :D I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT. BEEN SUPER HARD TO WRITE

EE YAY I GOT 20 reviews for this :D and my other fanfic almost hit 90 :')

This takes place a few hours after he kisses her from Glances. :D

There was a time I faced incredible fear. All the things prior that you feared vanished since then. It made me rethink and come to a conclusion that I did not know what fear was until that moment -Fear that strucked me deep inside my heart - to forever haunt me.

There was one adventure I wished to never have.

To never know what was. What is.

It was the time Ashley tricked Cake and me to go inside Marshall Lee's memories. I saw something I never wanted to see.

I saw the time Marshall Lee died.

Some nights I would wake up crying from his memory - the memory I witnessed. The memory that made him who he was. It was so heart wrenching that times I would go sleep beside Cake for comfort in the middle of the night. It was the reason why I had grown an attachment to Marshall Lee.

"Do you love me Marsh?" Ashley asked. She was looking at him, stroking his hand with care. She had him blindfolded with a red cloth.

He grinned. "I love you a lot." Marshall kissed her on the cheek clumsily.

Ashley pulled away, pulling back his blindfold that he tried to free himself. "Would you do anything for me?" she batted her lashes, her voice turned into a seductive purr. She was so manipulative and uncaring. How could Marshall like her?

"Anything," his goofy grin turned into a sweet smile. Marshall Lee searched for her, unable to see her body. Ashley leaned back, not letting him touch her. "Why do you have me blindfolded? I told you not to get me anything."

Ashley laughed, pulling his hand, using her powers to go to an island above the skies. It wasn't exactly an island, but I don't know what to call it. It was just a huge land in the middle of the sky. "Come on!" she huffed. "It's our one year anniversary! And you got me nice magical flowers for me! And you're the one that said we shouldn't be doing stupid things like gifts!"

"Well I love you that's why," he grins again. I can tell his eyebrows are raising beneath the mass of messy locks. You could easily tell that Ashley was his first love.

Cake and I rolled our eyes, shuddering from all the cheesiness. We weren't used to the Nice Marshall Lee. I never seen him so happy before that he was completely different person. I was intrigued by this Marshall Lee, feeling my heart dropped. I would never get to know this Marshall Lee. We followed them, using secret traps in Marshall Lee's mind and Cake's awesomeness.

The couple did not notice us. They were too wrapped in each other. They set foot on the land in the skies.

"Okay, can I please take off the blindfold now?" he begs, searching for her face.

"Yeah."

He takes off the blindfold, his eyes roaming around his new surroundings. The land was green and lush with, waterfalls and cotton candy trees. Cake kicks me out of her bag and rushes to eat the cotton candy. I followed the couple that were walking.

"Where are we?" he looks at his wizard girlfriend.

"Do you love me?" she asks again, avoiding the question.

"Yes, of course I do," he says it with pride.

Ashley switches from the good girl routine. "There is a problem," she turns away from him, frowning.

"What is it?" Marshall Lee panics. "So what if I'm a human?" It sounded like his mortality was an issue with her.

"Marshall Lee!" she screams, looking at him. Her fists are clenched tightly. "It is a problem! But we can fix it."

"Fix it?" he takes a few steps back. Marshall Lee turns pale. I could hear his heart. "How? -

Blood...

Blood...so much blood.

Blood is like acid. Killing the body. Killing so many bodies.

So much.

Marshall Lee screams in agony as a sharp hand like claw was ripping through his stomach from behind. I was too shock to scream. The hand is so deep, it rips his rib cage apart - cracking each bone - bit by bit, making through for an opening in the front. I covered my ears, trying to muffle the sounds of breaking. It sounded like his bones were like porcelain plates, cracking and chipping with ease.

Marshall Lee's eyes flicker back, flipping the one with the hand - his mother.

I turn to look at Ashley. Ashley's lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Proooooblem solved," his mother smiled wickedly, her whisper was echoing through my ears. Marshall Lee and his mother never had a good relationship with each other. Now I see why. His mother was a tall woman, attractive in a dark intimidating way - thin and hallow with long black hair in a loose bun. She had high cheek bones, wrinkles caking her eyes, sharp features, a strong chin; wide, red painted lips to reveal her Cheshire cat smile, and pale sickly colored skin.

"M-mon?" he gasps the same time as me. He's gasping for air as all the blood is rushing out of his wounds and tears. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he began to tremble, unable to support his body. "W-what's g-going on?"

His mother goes to him, ripping out his heart as if she was prying a box open. His mother sinks her deep fangs inside Marshall Lee's heart. Marshall Lee jolted back several times, his eyes widening in pain. He...he...could feel the pain...the feeling of his mom's sharp, jagged teeth in his vulnerable heart. Marshall Lee was screaming. "Please! P-please!" He was crying, unable to take it. His mother was sucking all the blood from his heart. I gasped, seeing his body grow unbelievably thin and frail to a point he was nothing but bones and a thin layer of a shell that was called skin. "Please!' he was heaving, his body's flinching was no longer rapid but dying. His eyes look over to Ashley with all his hope, "Help me."

Ashley's smile shrinks a little. She shakes her head. "Do you love me?" she counters.

Marshall Lee didn't answer. He couldn't. His mother was destroying him.

"If you love me then you'll be a vampire for me," Ashley finishes.

His mother shoves the remains of battered, heart back, thrusting beside the other dying organs. Blood. Stains. Stains the ground, his body, and his mother. Tainting everything. Pouring out as if a little child was trying to stop pouring a huge jug of juice but can't and it'll only stop once there was nothing left. I shook my head in horror on what was happening. Marshall Lee was dying.

He was becoming nothing - his once pale skin was nothing but white and translucent. I was crying, watching meekly, behind a bush. Marshall Lee stopped moving.

"No," I whispered.

His body was nothing now.

He was dead.

His mother sinks in her fangs on the side of his neck, drinking what was left.

I wanted to stop this.

But I was too scared.

And I knew better.

That this was his memory.

Even if I did try I couldn't.

He would always have this memory within him.

I couldn't stop it.

I watch his body being drained. I could see his bones - his whole skeleton frame. Marshall Lee's mother notices me and flashes me her Cheshire cat smile - I could see all her sharp teeth. "How funny," her smiles becomes jagged, just like her teeth. "Would this be if I toss him aside?" she looks at Ashley with a sadistic look. "Do you think the human would cry, faint, or possibly beg?"

"Perhaps all," Ashley laughs to herself.

My eyes narrowed. I pushed his mother from him. I held him in my arms protectively despite of the smell of blood. I didn't care if this was a memory. It wasn't right. None of his memories were. All of them were sad. "You're just awful!" I screeched. "How can you kill your own so-

His mother pushes me and Marshall Lee off.

Both of them were laughing.

I hold him tightly. The adrenaline takes over but it wasn't able to numb me. Nothing could help me after what I experienced. Nothing but madness. I was panicking. I was shaking him, screaming from the top of my lungs. My own tears were hitting my face as his blood drenches me. "NO! NO!" I screamed, I couldn't breathe. All the blood was rushing through my head. All I could see were my own memories, pulling at my heart strings. Memories. The time I met Marshall Lee. The time I asked him to go to the Couples Night thing. The time he played pranks on me and Cake. "Marshall please don't die!" I screamed, going mad. I was shaking him harder and harder, my own head twisting that I thought my head would rip out.

"He can't hear you, hun," his mother's cackling voice appeared.

"P-please!" I stuttered, unable to keep myself voice was pitching, cracking that I couldn't recognize myself. "P-lease! Don't die!

His body was lifeless in my hands, a rag doll in my control. Blood from his bite marks splurted out, hitting and splattering my face so much that I could taste it.

"Marshall!" I screamed. "No! N-no!" I cried, clinging on to his body as Ashley and his mother appear before me, trying to take his body. "NO!" I begged. "Kill me! Do whatever you want to me! Don't torture him anymore!" The smirked, taking the body away from me. My hands stretched out in a desperate attempt to get his body back.

"Please," I whisper as I was shattering into pieces, watching them fly back the island as they left me to fall.

"Hey Fionna," Marshall knocks on the door. "Are you okay?" he's concerned. "You've been in the bathroom for long time now."

I breathed heavily, gathering all my strength to get up from sitting on the bathroom tiles. I hugged my knees tighter to my chest, heaving still from the memory. My eyes were red, swollen from my silent tears after seeing the memory being played in my mind. I sweep my hair from my face, blinking.

"Can I come in?" he begs.

"Y-yeah," I said faintly.

I had no strength to get up.

He slowly opens the door, flying to me. "Are you okay?" he rushes, his facial expression was dead.

I shook my head. "No," I said dryly, crawling closer to him as he sits down.

"Why? You can tell me," his pleading is desperate. "Did I do anything to hurt you?" he places his hand over mind, stroking it.

I figured since an hour ago we decided to be in a relationship was to be honest with him. "No. I just remembered you dying." I didn't know how to tell him. I curl into his arms, clutching on to him, inhaling his scent. He's real. They didn't take him away. He's here with me. All the times I told Marshall Lee I hated him meant nothing. Every time I had a flashback, it always made me remember how much I loved him - how much I went insane to keep him safe. I didn't know caring for someone other than a family member could have a deep affect on me.

He swallows, holding me. "Fionna," he begins. "That was a memory."

No jokes. No frills. He was just being the Marshall Lee during his younger years.

"You were dying," I felt myself cry again. They took him away from me. His bleeding body. "They threw your body after they sucked your blood and broke you." I was never so scared in my life before. "I don't care if you survived. You almost died."

"Fionna," he's staring at me, his hands all over my wet face. "The memory wasn't of me dying." I looked at him, raising my eyebrow. "It was the memory of my transformation."

I buried my face in his chest. I just want him so much. I don't anyone to take him away from me. "I don't want you to die," I whispered.

"Look at me," he pulls me, putting me on his lap.

My hands run through his knotty hair, my tears rolling down my neck.

"I can't die. You don't need to worry about that. I'm a vampire," he kisses me on both of my cheeks, reassuringly me. Marshall Lee wraps his arms around me, hugging me so tight that our chests are hitting each others'. My body relaxes to the sound of his breathing.

"I know but...you have no idea how much I worry about hurting you." I still felt guilty about the going on a date after sleeping with him. Well the date I had to, to be polite. "Every time I did, I just remember you in my arms, dying."

He bit his lip, holding me tighter. "You make the memory vanish," Marshall Lee whispers.

I was quiet.

"It used to haunt me too. But it hurts less with you. Yet you give me pain."

"I do?" I frowned.

He chuckles. "I never felt so much for anyone before. I feel pain if I hurt you in any way or if you're with someone else. It hurts more than anything. It makes my transformation feel like nothing. I rather want the pain instead of you suffering. I just want you to be happy."

I smile, crying more. That was the sweetest thing he ever said to me. Or anyone for that matter. "I just want you to be happy too."

Marshall Lee smiles softly, wiping away my tears.

"You're really nice when you want to be. Do you know that?" I laughed, teasing him.

He smirks. "Ouch," he said sarcastically. "That hurts." Marshall Lee pouts momentarily before kissing me again. His hands go on the hem of my shirt, pulling it up. I let him. I just wanted him right now. "I'm nice - If you let me."

Author's Note: I hope you guys liked the chapter and hoped it lived up to the hype D: It was a real difficult chapter to write and plot. I never seen a fanfic that explores the picture of him dying. The one that's on his wikipedia page.

You're like waaaahhhhh? She left no cliff hanger-y chapter?

Well yeah...Idk...LEAVE ME ALONE XD

Next chapter would deal with the first days of their relationship. How would they act around each other? HMM

okay okay. I'm the kind of author that writes and writes and can go on without stopping and if I know my chapter limit I can plot the whole thing out. Give me a review if you want a 12 chapter story or a 20 chapter story :D YES YOU GUYS HAVE THE POWER TO CHOOSE JUST LEAVE A REVIEW.

p.s. can anyone tell me a good Marshall Lee and Fionna fanfic? all the other ones I ever read in the past are so ...blehhhh...thats one of the reasons why I created this fanfic to please my FionnaxMarshall Lee needs :P