All good things come to an end. Whether or not people are ready for them to, regardless of how much that one thing really means. No matter how much one hopes and pleads for it to continue, it hardly ever does. As if it's someone's attempt at a cruel joke, it comes with a heavy price. In the end, all empires crumble.


Fionna hurried over to Marshal's house. She was late due to having to save Gumball from the Ice Queen (again). She cursed herself for having taken so much time trying to get the prince back to the kingdom. True she was over her little crush for him but the was a nostalgic feeling around them whenever she hung out with him. Not that she liked him anymore, it was more of a feeling of a memory. A memory she was completely over, of that much she was sure of.


Alone in his house, he took another look at the clock. Marshal sighed impatiently as he noticed another hour had passed since the allotted time of her arrival. He floated on his back puffing air out as he wondered what could possibly be taking her so long. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace. It wasn't fancy in any sort of way because Fionna wasn't into jewelery but it just felt right to give it to her. A golden chain with a silver dragon tooth attached to it made up the whole thing and he just thought it would look cool on her. He looked at the clock once again and let out another impatient sigh.


She was out of breath due to running to the cave but she had made it. She paused and caught her breath before she knocked. At first, he didn't come to the door which was strange because he was almost always answering the door the very second she knocked. At last, after she had knocked again, Marshal opened the door. She smiled and hugged him, more than happy as he returned the gesture. She walked in and sighed, tired of the day's task. It wasn't until she was sitting on the ground, stretching, that she noticed him staring at her.

"What are you staring at?", she smiled. He gave her a small smile and then sighed, "Fi, where were you ? What took you so long?". He sounded upset, almost mad at the fact that she had taken so long to get there. She smirked and playfully replied, "Are you checking up on me?". She began to giggle but it caught in her throat as she noticed he was still stone faced. "I was with Gumball-", and that's where it went wrong. She should have chosen her words more carefully because nothing prepared her for what happened next.

His eye began to twitch as he hissed, cutting her sentence off at the throat. He couldn't control it as the beast in him began to growl at the mention of the prince. It was filled with anger, an anger that began to seep into Marshal. "You were with Gumball?", he whispered, sounding dangerous. She had no idea what had gotten into him, but he sounded angry at the fact that she had spent time with Gumball. "Well he is my friend Marshal, so of course imma hang out with him", she stated, beginning to get defensive. "But it doesn't mean you have to spend so much damn time with him", he snarled, feeling the anger rise, unable to control it. "Okay, first of all, I was saving him from the Ice Queen and second, we were just on our way to the Candy Kingdom-". Again the words were misinterpreted. "So you were at the kingdom with him this entire time!", he voice rose in volume and he could no longer hide the feeling that had seeped into him, the poison known as jealousy.

She flinched as he yelled at her, Marshal never yells at her. At that moment, all hell broke loose. Her temper rose and she wouldn't bother to control it, not if Marshal was going to be an ass on such a little thing. "You make it sound as if I wanted to spend time with him instead you!", she cried shrilly, "I told you that I was over him anyways, so why the flip are you acting so damn jealous?". He was taken aback at her sudden outburst but soon he was back at full force, "Well it seems like it doesn't it? I mean you had a crush on him for over a damn year!". He had done it, Marshal had treaded on dangerous territory. "Are you trying to tell me that you think I'm cheating on you...with...Gumball!".

Marshal didn't have to think because the reply came as quick as lightning, "What am I supposed to think when you tell me you're almost two hours late?". "You're supposed to trust me, that's what!". She wanted to just stop and make up but her anger wouldn't allow it, wouldn't allow her to even apoligize. He shook his head and chuckled, "Then what happens now huh! I mean if you tell me you're gonna hang out with him more than me-". "I never said that!". "Well you implied it! And if it's true, then maybe we shouldn't be together".

There it was, the words she was afraid to hear. All the anger was suddenly drained at the sound of those words. Her heart dropped twenty stories as shock consumed her. "W...what do you mean?". He crossed his arms and looked down, "You heard me if you're gonna spend more time with him than me then we shouldn't be together". She laughed lightly, trying to deny his words, "B...but". "There's no but ok?", he retaliated, "And maybe you'll be better off with him". The tears began to flow as Marshal finished. The anger returned, mixed with sorrow, "Fine then! Believe what you want! I...I hate you!". She turned and ran out of the house, ran out of the cave and continued to run, fueled by sadness.

He was shocked to hear her say those words. He wanted to tell her to wait, to tell her to come back, but the words echoed in his ear and kept him rooted on the spot. It took a while before he would regain the ability to move and by then she was long gone. The impact of what happened began to sank in as Marshal moved to the bathroom. He took a look in the mirror and saw a reflection not of his own. He saw the true face of the beast in him, the beast that had taken over moments ago. The beast that had helped him gain what he wanted, only to rip it all away from him.

He stared the demon in the eyes and cursed everything. It seemed to mock him, to laugh at his sudden sorrow. It was as if he could hear it talk to him. "So look what's become of the Vampire King", it hissed, "Nothing but a worthless embodiment of feelings". It began to cackle as Marshal raised his fist and struck the mirror. It shattered and just as quick as the pain in his hand, the demon was gone. The teen looked at his fist, wishing the pain would remain. To remind him of what he had just done to the one person he cared so much about.

He stumbled into the living room and his attention was caught by something on the floor. It must have fallen out of his pocket after the punch, because on the floor was the necklace he had meant to give to Fionna. He picked it up and stared at it, and for once he wished his heart could beat so that he could feel it break as it deserved to feel. Instead he settled into grabbing a shard of the broken mirror in the bathroom and headed upstairs, not bothering to close the door for the time being.

He sat on his bed and replayed the entire fight in his head. He raised the shard and pressed it against his arm, willing himself to drive it across. He knew the pain would be gone in an instant but he felt that he deserved it. He chucked it at the wall knowing full well Fionna wouldn't approve of this action. He crawled into bed and stayed there trying to recall all the happiness they had, only to have them bloted out by the ugliness of their fight. Her last words to him starting to impact and haunt him.

Marshal's inner turmoil had begun. He would not fight it but instead, embrace it and try to find out what went wrong in something that was going so well. Something that was so...perfect.