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Finn looked around and sighed. It was raining in the Land of the Dead. Jake sensed the shift in his mood and sighed.
"Finn, we need to keep moving Man," Jake spoke up. "Remember why we're here."
But Finn was already remembering something else.
Finn sprinted through the trees, Finn Sword feeling heavier by the second but he pushed himself faster. After nearly a half hour, he sprinted into a clearing just in time to see his father drive the grass sword he had stolen from Finn through Finn's recently returned mother.
"NNOO!" Finn shouted sprinting forward and slashing at Martin who leapt back, the grass sword tearing the stab wound into a much larger hole and destroying her heart.
Finn caught his mother but she was already dead. He lay her down gently, the rain stinging his skin and stood, turning back toward his father to see him sprinting away. He sprinted after him and caught up just as they reached the trees. Finn slashed Martin across the back and stepped past him, raising the Finn Sword. Martin stood, spitting at Finn who charged forward, slashing at Martin's neck. Martin blocked it and drove his knee into Finn's side then slashed at Finn's other side. Finn blocked it then spun, slashing Martin across the stomach. Martin staggered away before stepping forward and slashing at Finn again but Finn slashed the blade aside and stabbed Martin. Martin fell to his knees, holding a hand over his wound and looked up at Finn who grabbed his right hand, the grass sword unwinding from his father's wrist and wrapping around Finn's again instead.
"Son...please," Martin croaked. "Save me...please."
"Son huh?" Finn spat. "My father was named Joshua and he would never have killed his own wife. You're no father of mine."
Martin growled in anger and stood drawing a knife from the back of his belt and Finn swung once with the Finn Sword, Martin's head spinning away.
Finn shook his head and looked up. He loathed the rain. He wanted nothing more than to go home where it was warm and dry but he couldn't. He knew why they were there. He wasn't about to forget Marceline.
They walked down the hill they were on, bypassing the escalators and then walking past the line to the gatekeeper.
"What are you two doing here?" The gatekeeper demanded.
"Did Marceline the Vampire Queen come here?" Finn questioned, ignoring its question.
"No," the gatekeeper said shaking its head. "Now leave."
"Not that easy, sorry," Finn stated. "We need to see Death."
"Not a chance," the gatekeeper growled.
"Look, buddy, we aren't in the mood to just walk past you this time," Finn growled. "Either let us through or we'll cut our way through."
To accent the statement, he drew his ninjato and the gatekeeper eyed it for a moment before sliding sideways out of the way. Finn and Jake walked through the gate and began sprinting as skeletons by the dozens began charging after them from both sides of the gate. They sprinted between the sand dunes and and then stopped, dozens of skeletons blocking their way. Finn sighed, drawing his ninjato and Jake grew to double Finn's size with even bigger fists. The Skeletons all began speaking to each other using a rattling chittering language that was mostly just clacking their jaws. Finally, one sprinted forward from opposite sides of the circle, each attacking one of the two living beings in the middle. Jake smashed his opponent away, the bones breaking when hit then the skull being smashed when it collided with a rock. Finn, on the other hand, cut the skull of his opponent in half then let the body fall. The skeletons spoke for another moment before everything charged. Finn sprinted forward, tearing into his side of the small army, Jake doing something similar on the other side.
After a moment, Finn was too busy, and surrounded, to pay attention to how Jake was doing. He slashed one skull in half and two more would step forward to take its place. He spun, removing all of the heads around him before driving his sword down through another's head. He wrenched it back out then spun, smashing the buttcap through another skull. He spun again, breaking it free and bisected another skull, switching hands on the sword and blocking a slash. He glanced back and extended his grass sword, blocking a second blade then silently thanked Marceline for training him to fight one-handed with ninjato and katana, both of which were supposed to be two handed swords. He shoved both blades away and spun, cutting through a dozen skulls then blocked an axe before splitting that skeleton up the middle with his grass sword, grinning at how much more deadly it was than the ninjato. He blocked a spear with it and the spear split in half for a ways, curling back on itself until the skeleton stopped and Finn stepped forward, grass sword splitting the last of the spear and then the skeleton's rib cage diagonally. He spun, using his ninjato to remove the head of a spear then cut the skeleton's skull in half with his grass sword which then jerked upward, bisecting an arrow, making the two halves spin past Finn and into the skulls of two skeletons behind him who were about to attack him with axes. Finn darted forward, sidestepping a second arrow then split the skeleton in half with his ninjato and leapt into the air, spinning as a skeleton passed under him, having tried to stab him with a sword. Finn's ninjato split his skull and Finn landed on his feet, slashing another skeleton before the remaining ones ll backed off, allowing Finn to see Jake leaning against a boulder, blood coating his fur but only from a lot of scratches.
"You okay Jake?" Finn called.
"I'm gettin' too old for this Bro!" Jake complained walking over. "Why'd they stop?"
He looked around and whistled. He had killed somewhere around a couple dozen skeletons. Finn had killed almost double that.
"Another good question is, where are they all coming from?" Finn replied. "Think you can get us to Death?"
"Definitely," Jake nodded, growing to fifty feet tall and grabbing Finn, sprinting away from the skeletons and toward Death's Castle.
When they arrived, Jake shrunk back down at the entrance and they looked back to see the skeleton army not far behind.
"Oh come on," Jake complained. "They can't be that fast, they ain't even got muscles!"
"Come on," Finn growled. "We're running out of time."
They both sprinted into the castle, finding Death tending to his garden, as he had been the first time they had met him.
"Hello Finn the Human," Death greeted. "Jake the Dog. It's good to see you again. Don't worry, the skeletons will not enter my castle."
"Good," Finn sighed. "Then tell me, where's Marceline?"
"Are you still looking for her?" Death chuckled. "That is entertaining. Tell me, what makes you think I would know?"
"Simple," Finn stated. "A lot of vampires died when she was kidnapped. And besides that, I know that you're Marceline's godfather."
"I see," Death sighed turning toward them. "I did notice the spike in vampire deaths, yes. I didn't know why they died and I make it a point to never talk to vampires until after they've calmed down a bit from while they still hungered for blood. As for Marceline, she doesn't know I'm her godfather. Therefor, we rarely speak."
"I see," Finn nodded. "Out of curiosity, I have two questions. One, if Abadeer really deathless? And two, is the Vampire King fully dead yet? Or still undead?"
"Abadeer is a special case, in that, I cannot simply point and make him die, like I can anyone else," Death stated. "However, if I were to bless a weapon, any weapon really, it, and it alone, would be capable of killing Abadeer and anything else, no matter what it was. However, the weapon itself must be incredibly powerful to be able to be blessed by me without breaking, that ninjato you have would shatter. The grass sword already has my blessing, however, which is why it is so much more deadly than other blades you use. Now, as to the Vampire King, Abadeer, Marceline, the entirety of the Land of Ooo, and my own realm believe him to have been eliminated by Marceline herself. And, in all fairness, she did drive a wooden stake through his heart, shove garlic down her throat, and then leave him out in the sun to die. However, he has never passed through my realm, so no, he is not dead. I just have no idea how."
"I see," Finn nodded. "Can you open a portal to my house? I have a sword I want you to bless for me."
Death nodded and tapped his foot, a portal opening in the ground. Finn dropped through, landing on his floor in the basement and sprinted up to his room, retrieving the Finn Sword then went back to the portal and Jake lifted him through. Death took the Finn Sword, noticing the alternate Finn inside it.
"I see, this is Prismo's handiwork isn't it?" Death asked.
"Yes," Finn nodded.
"Very well," Death nodded walking to a small alter he had nearby and using the Finn Sword to slit one of his arm bones open.
Dust fell out of the slit and into a bowl resting on the alter before the slit closed and Death picked up the bowl, speaking in an dead language of the Humans. He poured the dust onto the blade on both sides then blew it off and gave it back.
"It's done," Death stated. "It's now on par with the grass sword. I know where you should begin your search next. The Vampire King's palace was in a land filled with evil. Rape, torture, heresy, and murder were common place. So, Abadeer and I placed a curse upon the land, that it should reflect that which it represented to all. The land burned, the people were engulfed in flames, and any who went in, died as surely as if they had gone in before the curse, just in a much faster way."
"Flame Kingdom," Finn guessed. "I see. Alright, thank you for telling us."
Death nodded and Finn and Jake both dropped through the still-open portal, landing in the basement and then heading upstairs. They stepped outside just as Peppermint Butler burrowed up from the ground in front of them.
"Master Finn," Peppermint Butler said. "Death has sent me with a message he forgot to mention. One of the Vampire King's most loyal and most deadly servants, his third in command, controls water. He can turn it into a weapon, using it to fight for him. He can also use it to create weapons and armor that even Death Blessed weaponry cannot break through. If you meet him, exercise extreme caution. The curse of the Flame Kingdom will have no effect on his water."
"Excellent," Finn sighed as Peppermint Butler retreated into the ground. "At least it won't be raining there."
He looked up and narrowed his eyes then lowered it again and sighed.
"Let's get this over with," Finn growled. "Jake, sniff out Flambo."
Jake nodded, sniffing the air for a few seconds then stopping.
"He's in the Candy Kingdom," Jake started.
Finn sighed and Jake picked him up, sprinting to the Candy Kingdom. Hopefully, their journey was nearly over. Though, Finn seriously doubted it.
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