(A/N): Hey guys and gals, sorry for the delay... I just have been busy and I also couldn't figure out how I wanted these next chapters to pan out. But here it is, and wait till I really get this story moving. But any who... The Nephlim King Michael, thanks for enjoying my story so far, but don't worry on the Marcy part it will all come slowly. But let's continue on with the show... see you all on the other side. Don't forget to leave some reviews.

Chapter 6: The First Door

The next morning

When Finn awoke he was in pain. After he remembered why he was hurting the pain increased. Not only did he feel the pain of a knife wound, he felt the pain of betrayal. He still didn't know why Pb stabbed him, but he decided to live in the now rather than ponder the past.

He'd decided to jam with Marcy as an apology for being such a wad recently. It would also let him relax, and his condition definitely called for that. He got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. Whatever Jake made for breakfast was giving off a wonderfully delicious scent.

He got dressed quickly, pausing only to pick up a fallen sock. He dashed to the ladder and jumped down. When he stepped into the kitchen he nearly died. There, before his very eyes, was Marceline making ham and eggs.

M: Hey there hero. Want some breakfast?

F: Heck yeah! It smells good and all, but where's Jake?

M: Oh, don't worry about him. He's just a little tied up at the moment and-

She was cut off by muffled pleas for help.

F: Did you hear that?

M: Nah, just the wind. It was nothing I'm sure. Breakfast is ready!

F: Sweet. When's Jake gonna be back?

M: Not for a while unless he SHUTS UP.

After saying this she kicked the bottom of the stove. There was a grunt, but the pleas stopped. Finn chose to ignore this, and as he ate his food his mind began to wander.

F: Hey Marcy, why are you here anyways?

M: I just thought it would be a good idea to help you out while you heal. Plus, we were gonna hang today. Remember?

F: Oh yeah; grab your bass and we'll jam.

As Marceline left the room to get her bass (It was on the couch) Finn thought of what song he wanted to sing. When Marceline was back he knew. On her part, Marceline was ready to shred some tunes.

M: So what's first?

F: Follow my lead. We already know this song. Finn began;

Everyone... Bubblegum... I'm so dumb...

I should have just told you

What I lost... was a piece of your hair!

Now it's gone; gone forever,

But I guess, what does it matter

When I just... just had all of you there?

Oh, I just had all of you there with me, my friends...

If you're even my friends.

What am I to you?

Am I a joke, your knight, or your brother?

What am I to you?

Do you look down on me 'cause I'm younger?

Do you think that I don't understand?

I just wanted us together and to play as a band,

Last night was the most fun I've ever had,

Even liked it when the two of you would get mad... at each other.

Oh, you a-a-a-a-are my best friends in the world.

You a-a-a-a-are my best friends in the world.

And That's ri-i-i-i-ight, I'm talking about the two of you girls,

And you, Jake.

I wanna sing a song to you and I refuse to make it fake.

What am I to you?

Am I a joke, your knight, or your brother?

What am I to you?

Do you look down on me 'cause I'm younger?

Do you think that I don't understand?

I just wanted us together and to play as a band

I'll forget that I lost a piece of your hair,

I'll remember the pasta that we shared... over there.

Ah ah, you a-a-a-a-are my best friends in the world.

You a-a-a-a-are my best friends in the world.

And that's ri-i-i-i-ight, I'm talking about the two of you girls,

And you, Jake.

I'm gonna sing a song to you and I refuse to make it fake.

Make no mistake,

I'm gonna sing a song that feels so real, it'll make this do-o-o-or break!

As he finished, the tears building in his eyes sprung forth. Oh how he wished for companionship. Seeing his instability, Marceline rushed to his side.

M: What's wrong Finn?

F: Nothing… *sniffle* just some dust is all *sniffle*…

M: Finn. Talk to me. WHAT'S. WRONG.

F: I *sniffle* said already. I have allergies!

M: I know you don't, and if you don't tell me what's wrong you'll never see jake again!

F: What! Where is he!?

M: Tell me and I'll tell you.

Finn sighed.

F: Fine. I was thinking about the old days. You know, when Pb didn't want me dead? I was so young and naïve and everything, and nothing was ever wrong…

M: That it?

F: Yeah. Now everything's donked up… where's Jake?

M: Bottom of the stove where Jake keeps the cookie sheets.

Before Finn could get Jake out of the stove, Marcy stepped in front of him. She kept on maneuvering around to keep him from reaching his destination. Out of nowhere, a knock on the door resonated through the treehouse. As Finn made his way to the entrance of his home, he saw Jake looking for something.

J: You gotta hide bro! It's the fuzz!

Jake shrunk and hid in a crack in the closest window. Finn, confused, made his way to the door anyways. When he opened it he was surprised to see it was the 'fuzz'. A battalion of Banana Guards were waiting for him. The leader spoke.

LBG: Finn the Human, you are under arrest for the genocide of evildoers. Come quietly and we might go easy on you!

Finn decided to have fun with this one.

F: I'm not Finn. I'm Pen, Finn's twin brother. Finn moved out just before you got here. Said he was gonna live with Hunson Abadeer in the Night-o-Sphere. Jake went with him. In fact, Jake's twin, Hank, is living here with me now. Try Marcy's house if you need to know how to reach her dad's.

LBG: Alright citizen, thanks for your cooperation. . We won't be bothering you again. Let's move fellas!

They left with a 'Yes Sir'. As Finn climbed up to tell Jake his new name, he heard his brother laughing.

J: How the hell did that even work!?

F: Hahaha, I don't even want to know how! But it was pretty algebraic!

Finn could sense a sour mood within his home and looked toward Marcy.

M: Why did you tell them to go to my house!?

F: Because it's either they go there giving us more time or they go and report to Pb and she'll tell them that they're dumb and sends them back here. Either way they end up looking here all because she wants me dead. Make sense now?

M: Yeah. But still, don't go dumping people off at my place!

F: Sure thing. Wait a minute, Jake, how did you get out of the stove?

J: Oh yeah, I completely forgot that I could shrink. So while you were drooling over Marcy I slipped out the back of the drawer and here I am.

A red faced Finn could only stammer out a quick comeback.

F: I-I-I WAS NOT DROOLING OVER MARCY!

J: Sure you weren't...

Embarrassed, Finn walks to the ladder that led to his room and began to ascend it living Marcy and Jake downstairs.

J: I think Finn likes you...

M: I hope so. Do you think so.

J: Yeah, he mumbles your name in his sleep, and soon as he wakes up its 'I'm going to Marcys'.

After Jake and her finished talking, Marcy made her way to the same ladder Finn went up. As she went upstairs she could smell blood and called for Jake. He got there rather quickly to encounter a locked door. He did the only thing he could think of and that was to kick the door in. Just as the door gave way they heard a window smash and a thud. Jake was the first to rush in to see Finn on one knee with some extra cuts and his stomach bleeding again. Instinctively Marcy stays back a bit to keep her from wanting to feed off him. All the while, Jake ran up to help Finn get to his bed to examine his wounds. It turns out that he only suffered minor cuts but the stab wound on his abdomen was far worse. All the stitches tore under the strained activity Finn just put them through, and the healing cut was no longer healing. It was bleeding rather profusely and Finn was loosing a good amount of blood causing him to fade in and out of consciousness. Within 5 minutes Finn had fully passed out.

J: Come on Finn stay awake! Glob dang it!

M: We need a doctor. Imma go get Doctor Princess, she'll help.

J: Please and hurry, I'll try to stop the bleeding.

As Marcy speeds out the newly broke window on her way to the candy kingdom, she notices a blood trail and plans to follow it after she helps Finn.

Back at the treehouse, Jake is having his own troubles. He's running all around the treehouse for the Cyclops tears Finn had gotten over a year ago. But in his state of panic, forgot that they were already used a while ago. Still searching, he found some gauze that was super absorbent and thought that it will slow the bleeding. Heading back to Finn, he grabs some medical tape and place the bandage on the cut and applies it with the tape. Hoping it would buy some time he went back to his search.

In the case of the knocked out finn, he was dreaming... sort of. When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by nothing but black. A eerie black that held nothing but silence and loneliness. As he looked around he spotted something in the distance. Out of instinct he made his way over towards the object and upon getting closer he saw three doors. Each door was a different color. The first one was black, the second was yellow, and the third was changing colors from pink to green. Out of nowhere Finn hears a voice. He's heard this voice before and he was pretty sure it belonged to Death.

F: Death is that you? Am I dead? And what's with these doors?

D: Yeah it's me, and no your not dead yet... oh and these doors each represent a choice.

F: What are the choices?

D: Well as you can see each door is a different color and each represents a different person. Can you guess which one belongs to who?

F: Well the black one must be Marcy, the yellow must be Jake, but the pink should be Pb but what's with the green?

D: Actually you're right about all of them. I can't tell you why her door is like that, it's part of the rules. Sorry. But each one represent the past between each of you. There's only one downfall though.

F: Wait let me guess, I can only save one.

D: Nope, instead you have to figure out how to save them. But one wrong move can lead to their deaths and yours. Not only that but the whole world. Well I've already said too much. See ya Finn.

F: Wait, I have more questions! Great, world's depending on me. AGAIN. Well whose door do i go through first?

Without further hesitation, he enter Jakes door. As he enters, he was in a place that seemed familiar but from a time long past. He noticed it to be the house from his childhood. He heard voices of his parents, Joshua and Margaret. He walked into the room that contained their conversation. As he entered they both looked his direction and Margaret was the first to speak.

Marg: Hello. Who are you and why are you in my house?

F: My name's Finn the Human and to be honest, I really have no idea why I'm here. I almost died and Death only told me to go through a door. The door brought me here.

Marg: Sounds exciting! Why don't you take a seat while I make some tea? Oh Joshua will be so excited to hear this. Joshua, do come down here! We have a guest!

Josh: Coming honey!

As Joshua entered the room, he almost dropped his coffee. He stares right at Finn with a look of disbelief.

Josh: That's not possible! Are you Finn?

F: Yeah I'm Finn the Human.

Josh: How are you here? Your from the future aren't you?

F: Yeah I believe so, and how I got here is a long story.

Josh: Well my boy, how are you?

F: Well let's say that I was injured and severely and had a little chat with Death, now I'm here to make a choice.

Marg: My baby's dead. 'sobs'

F: No I'm not dead, at least that's not what Death said.

Josh: What do you mean by choice?

F: I was given 3 doors, each representing a person I can save. Now that I remember there was another door in the distance and it was blue. But like I was saying each door is represented by color. I'm in the yellow one which represents Jake.

Marg: But this is the past. How can that help you?

F: Well you see, each door goes through 3 stages; the past, present and possible future if I choose that path. Right now seems to be an intermittent before I start reliving the memories.

Josh: Well before this ends, I'd like to ask you about what you've become in life, also how old are you?

F: I'm 17, but I'm an adventurer and the Hero of Ooo. I've fought Hunson Abadeer, The Farm, and I beat your dungeon.

Josh: I'm proud of you, so I'm guessing you already know about the hologram messages then.

F: Yeah, you made Jake say I was a baby.

Josh: Yeah sorry about that.

As they were talking Finn noticed he was starting to get lightheaded and a little tired. His parents motioned him to have a seat. He had a feeling his intermittent time with them was running slim and decided to say his goodbyes for the last time. Shortly after his final adieu, he began to fall asleep. Within his nap, he noticed that he was in a familiar place which was none other than the treehouse. As he looked around he saw his gold sword and quickly realized that this was the past. He knew this was back when he was about 13, the age he swore to be a hero. While he was entranced, he didn't notice that in the kitchen, on a couch, sat himself and Jake. When he looked closer it appeared they were playing Compys Castle, and as usual, Jake was winning.

F: We always had fun with video games. But times have changed.

Again, his vision darkens and into another memory he goes. This time instead of the treehouse, he didn't even have to see where he was. The smell just gives it away. The Candy Kingdom... a place he wishes he wouldn't have to see anymore. Too much betrayal, too many lies, and too much time.

F: Why here? This place never gave me anything in return for as many times as I've saved it!

Then he finally noticed what was going on around him. This was when the zombie outbreak occurred and he thought he lost everyone, including Jake. Then it hit him...

F: I get it, these doors will show me memories of different types of feelings I had with that person. The video games part was happiness and this one was sadness.

Right after he completed his thought, that memory ended and the next began. This kept reoccurring for some time and upon the last memory, it was one he hasn't relived in a while. This was when he lost his arm. All he remember was him trying to stop his dad but he never realized the look on Jakes face. The look contained caring, a form of caring that only brothers can possess when they know one of them is going through a hardship.

It's a form of love.

It's called being family.

With that realization, he returned to the place where the three colored doors lie.