Hey guys so this was supposed to go up earlier but shoveling and building snowmen got in the way.

Marceline

I watched from the window, always, before opening it. Maybe one day she'll understand why, but for now she just works on equations. Her face scrunches up when she can't figure something out and her eyes light up when she does. I can't help but smile at her laugh and can't help wanting to hug her when she's down. She wasn't usually this unfocused though, she kept staring at the clock, as if waiting for something or someone. I tapped on the glass hoping she heard me, she did.

I noticed the corners of her lips perk up and I couldn't help but blush a bit.

"Hi."

"Is that all you have? You've been gone for a whole week Marceline!" I'd never left her longer than 2 days to visit the nightOsphere, but the vampires needed their queen.

"Yeah sorry about that, queen stuff ya know." I floated inside nonchalantly. The look on her face was borderline adorable.

"Marceline this is not a joke, I had no idea where you were for 2 whole weeks." The pout developing on her face made her look so innocent it was cute. I placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

"You're hurt." It was a statement, not a question. It was also a very true statement, I had fresh burns on my throat.

"It'll heal,"

"What happened?"

"Queen stuff."

"Will you stop saying that? I want to know right now." She held her head up high, her stare was unwavering but mine was 1000 years in the making. We stayed like that for a bit, just staring before she tackled me we fell to the floor.

"Woah there PB!"she was wrapped around mumbling 'I missed you' and 'never worry me like that again' into my neck. I smiled letting the young monarch fall asleep peacefully. Not having the heart to wake her I floated into the bed and pulled the covers.

"Goodnight Bonnie."

The memory was fresh in my mind. It seemed like the only happy one recently, the only thing I could cling to for hope. The vile hunter had succeeded in killing Marshall; coming in one day while I was attending to the clan and piercing his chest with a wooden stake. If been left with nothing, I didn't even get to say goodbye. The pain had ripped through me, it was like watching Simon go mad all over again. At first I couldn't sleep, couldn't believe he was truly gone.

After the grief in the clan (and myself) subsided anger quickly rippled through the clan. We were tired of wearing black. I commanded the strongest army in all of Ooo and glob damn everything if I wasn't going to take advantage of it to exact my revenge. We demanded the release of Gumball, there was minimal resistance from the candy people to say the least.

Once Gumball was dealt with the vampires receded to our darkness, it was obvious that the deaths had rocked my nation and I left them to grieve. After all how could I mend the heart of an entire nation while mine was so broken? I went to the only place which had remained a constant my entire life; the nightOsphere.

That's where I am now, sitting at a large table sitting across from my dad, eating some red.

"You know I don't want to take over the nightOsphere, it's too much right now. Ruling the vampire clan is hard enough without having to worry about these demons as well."

"I'm sorry Hun, I know your plate is full right now but you have to understand, my time has come to move on-"

"-to the next dimension I know. This is stupid, I can't do this right now, not with everything going on. A brand new vampire kingdom is forming and I'm their queen. I have to be there, I'm sorry but this will have to wait at least 100 years."

"Marceline my croak dream came." I swallowed hard, no demons don't get croak dreams. The cosmic owl specifically told me that little fact.

"You're lying, that's impossible."

"Nope, I had it a couple nights ago, it's happening soon."

"With the cosmic owl?"

"Yeah that old bird was there, and you killed me Marcy." I looked up and saw him beaming at me, was he really showing pride in me now? Seriously?

"No. Absolutely not. I'm not killing anyone, not now, not after Marshall."

"Now darling, you know the cosmic owl-"

"I don't give a damn about that old bird and his crazy ideas!" I had tears in my eyes, "I'm not taking over the nightOsphere and I'm not killing anyone! TELL THAT OWL TO FIND SOMEONE ELSE." He looked at me calmly.

"If this is about Marsh-"

"Don't-just don't say it, i can't replace him, not now not ever."

"You know the rules." I blinked away my tears, of course I knew them.

"This isn't happening."

"It is, whether you're ready or not, so please just grow up and face the fact that it's happening. You're going to take over the nightOsphere. You will take this amulet containing immense chaos, learn to contain it, and finally send me to the 57th realm of death."

I sighed deeply, I guess I knew this would come one day, but did it really have to be so soon? I mean I was only 1000 years old.

"I guess-"I shuddered slightly at what I was about to say,"I guess it's time then." Hunson nodded approvingly.

"You're going to be a great ruler Marceline. You're more ready than I was when I took the throne." He flashed me another reassuring glance before taking off the necklace which held chaos and sliding it across the table. I placed it on my neck and felt a huge weight on my shoulders. A sudden feeling of darkness clouded my eyesight before it all cleared. I felt stronger but something was there, an itch that I hadn't felt since my early vampire years, a bloodlust.

"This feels great Marceline! You have no idea!"

"I think-" I gritted my teeth trying to contain the impulse running through me, "I think I might have an inkling."

"Sure, just feel free to kill me now, that bloodlust won't be sated till some souls are devoured and believe me I have plenty to spare." I suddenly realized how ready my dad was, he had been preparing for this day. I tried to make it quick, aiming for his neck, he didn't put up a fight and I think his last words were 'I'm proud of you' before he slipped into the 57th dimension.

It hadn't occurred to me that maybe, just maybe, Hunson had been right. Maybe I was ready. The necklace was sated for now and I actually felt normal, a small demon came into the room, realizing immediately what had transpired he smiled and bowed.

"We have been waiting for some time now. I am your butler your majesty."

"Yes well, uh clean this up, and prepare a funeral?" He looked confused.

"Oh no, you must not understand, to celebrate the rulers death you feast on his remains." I stared in horror, I couldn't just feed on my Dad, that was just messed up.

"Are you sure? Because we could totally just put his remains underground and hold a ceremony or something."

"It is tradition," the little demon insisted. After a minute he added, "plus the amulet will feed on you, Mr. Abadeer gladly sacrificed himself to continue the tradition. He wouldn't want that thing to kill you so soon." I grabbed the glowing purple gem that hung loosely.

"Okay fine, but what happens after?"

"We place a crown on your head, then you're queen." I shrugged, it couldn't be that hard. I mean, I was already Queen of the vampires and they didn't need all that much attention. How different could demons be?

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