Chapter Nine

Marshall Lee's POV

I could seriously rip his face off right now!

I have never in my entire existence been more ticked off than I was at this very moment. Once Fi passed out in my arms, I very gently handed her to Gumball and Cake, popping my knuckles when I turned to face FP.

Everyone in the room stepped to the side instantly, getting out-of-the-way as I floated over to where he was; my body reacting without the need to even think things through.

I was transformed in my bat form and landing a punch square on his cheek before I noticed what was happening.

Flame Prince was sent flying, busting through the wall all at once while skidding across the ground outside until his flame grew uncontrollably rapid from rage. Like someone had poured gasoline on a bonfire and the blaze exploded into an uproar.

FP pushed off the ground with his fist, the grass and ground around his body scorched and burnt from his radiating anger where he landed.

I took a step outside through the new hole in the wall, standing up straight as my wings cracked and stretched out in intimidation as I glared down at the other male; ignoring Gumball's voice from inside trying to stop the fight.

"Marshall, his flame is already unstable, we don't know what will happen if you enrage him anymore!"

"Shut up Hubba-Bubba, this isn't over by a long shot!"

Almost as quick as I am, a flame was seen shooting towards my body along the ground, FP landing a sucker punch in my gut which sent my body doubling over in pain.

I coughed, hissing through gritted teeth as I dug claws into his shoulder, ignoring my burning flesh as I put enough pressure to hear the cracking of his shoulder-blade; his screams making a grin cross my lips.

Then, like a rag doll I tossed him to the side, holding my hand up look at the damage done. Since I was a vampire, it would heal, but damage this deep would take at least a while to grow new skin.

The nerves in my entire arm were in agony, the limb twitching and shaking from the pain. Nearly all the meat had been scorched off, almost down to the bone. I was about to turn around and say something to him when his body grew into a large flame, tackling me to the ground to throw a few more punches.

With him on top of me, I grabbed his collar and literally slung him to the ground, pinning him there as the blaze continued to burn my flesh though at this point I was so mad that I felt nothing. I seen the color red, and every fiber of my being wanted to rip out his throat and end his existence right here and now.

"Do you have ANY idea what you done to her?! Why did you even show up here!"

He growled up at me, making his flames burn hotter just out of spite so it would induce even more damage.

"I want her back, not that it's any of your business!"

"T'ch, she is better off without you!"

"Oh yeah, bat boy, and what the hell can you give her? You're not even a living thing!"

That had done it. I rared back, about to land another punch as hard as I could to his throat when Gumball's voice stopped me, making me take a step back as he stood there with a bucket of water.

"Knock it off, or I will throw this."

Flame Prince growled again, but stood up dusting his clothes off like nothing had happened; the shattered bones on his collar and shoulder clearly serving to be trouble as he struggled.

"Pft, whatever... I'm not here for you people anyways. Tell Fionna I'm sorry," he then turned and took off in a trail of fire, leaving a few patches of scattered flames left behind from his movements.

"Marshall Lee, are you okay?"

I blinked, finally snapping out of my berserker mode and transforming back into my normal form, the agony now being almost too much to handle.

"Do you want Doctor Prince to give you a sedative as well for the pain? You look awful," he asked walking towards me.

I never had the chance to answer, all I remember was looking to his face, and the next thing I knew, my body was collapsing into his arms before it all went black.

Fionna's POV

My eyes slowly opened to the ceiling of my room, head foggy and clouded with confusion as I tried to blink away the haze.

Turning my head, Cake's red eyes widened from surprise as she jumped up and ran to my side.

From the look of how tired she appeared, she looked like she had not slept in over twenty-four hours.

"Sweetbabies, you're awake! You alright girl, you had me worried."

Groaning, I went to move but stopped when the pain in my hand caused my body to halt in all movement; teeth clenching from the process.

"What happened?"

"After you burnt your hand, Doctor Prince fixed you up and you passed out. You've slept for almost fifteen hours straight now. You want anything? You thirsty?"

I tried to sit up in bed again, struggling to use one hand while keeping the other stretched out in front of me.

"Where is everyone?"

"Marshall Lee and Prince Gumball are downstairs, and everyone else went home. You sure you're okay? You want another one of the pain killers that Doctor Prince left for you?"

I shook my head, her words finally registering in my head.

"Wait, PG and Marshall are still here?"

Just the mention of their names made her frown, causing a lump to form in my throat.

"Are they okay?!"

I tried to jump up as quick as I could but my sister had stretched her arms out and was holding me down with her paws.

"You're not supposed to be up and moving just yet. Gumball is fine, but Marshall is, um, he hasn't woke up yet."

"What do you mean he hasn't woke up yet?!"

Cake loosened her hold and walked over to sit on the bunk at my side, looking at the floor.

"Him and Flame Prince got into a pretty bad fight last night. Gumball said he is in some sort of healing phase and won't wake up until he is fully healed since his body went under too much stress."

I tried standing again, but this time when Cake attempted to pull me back down I shot her a pleading look.

"I want to go check on them..."

She sighed, then nodded and scooped me into her paw, lowering me down the ladder since there was no way I could climb down by myself. In the livingroom, Marshall Lee was asleep on the couch and Gumball seemed to have fallen asleep in a chair off to the side.

Well, at least I thought he was asleep, because when I started to walk into the room, the sound of my footsteps caused him to open his eyes and sit up.

"Fionna, how are you feeling," he asked with a warm smile, standing to greet me.

"Really skronked up yo. Confused mostly. What happened with Marshall Lee and Flame Prince?"

He guided me over to the couch where the sleeping Vampire King remained, parts of his flesh still scorched and badly burned.

"Flame Prince done a pretty bad number on him, but from what I seen when he left, Marshall shattered his entire left shoulder so it was evenly matched."

"Oh my GLOB! Have they both lost their flipping minds?!"

"With their short tempers, I wasn't surprised really. It was childish, but Marshall meant well. Ugh, I can not even believe that came from my mouth."

I laughed a bit, then looked back to Marshall who groaned in his sleep, making my heart sink. I went to touch his forehead when his eyes slowly opened, making me jerk back my hand.

"You're awake?!"

"Huh," he asked with a coarse voice, his brows knitting together from confusion. Blinking, he looked around before it all came back to him and his eyes widened.

"Are you okay?!"

"Yeah, I'm all gewd dude. What about you, you look terrible!"

"You're worried about me," his lips curved into a cocky grin, trying to strike a pose though he flinched with pain before he continued,"I knew you were into me."

"Oh my glob, Marshall, really, you're doing that NOW?!"

Our attention was stolen when a knock on the door sounded abruptly, making everyone in the room jump.

"Who could that be?" Cake asked, walking over to answer the door.

Once the door was open, two banana guards burst in for Prince Gumball, whispering something in the prince's ear which must have been pretty serious because the look on his face went from pleasantries to strict worry in the blink of an eye.

He nodded, said something under his breath so no one could hear, then motioned the guards away as they started storming out of the treehouse.

"What the heck was that?" I asked, watching the guards race up the hill with urgency.

"Please excuse me, something has come up at The Candy Kingdom. Fionna, if this was not of utmost emergency, I wouldn't ask this of you since you're injured. But I fear I might need your help... you, Cake, and even Marshall Lee. I will explain everything there. And do, be careful and watch yourself on your way to the kingdom..."

Turning, he ran out of the room and whistled for Lord Monochromicorn who must have waited somewhere outside.

"Hiya gorgeous," Cake said as he stuck his head in the door to give her a nuzzle when she greeted him; waving bye moments later as he took off in the air when Gumball was on his back.

"Wonder what is going on," I asked when Cake shut the door, shrugging to my question.

"Not sure, but the sooner we get there the sooner we will find out."

"I wonder if the Ice Queen is up to bad biscuits?"

"Bad biscuits made the baker broke bro."

"Ice Queen, you make our job too easy! You ready to roll on this fool?"

"Haha, dinner roll," Cake said giving my good hand a high-five.

The whole time Marshall just sat on the couch watching us with a raised brow.

"I'm not even going to say anything on that," he said rolling his eyes.

Marshall Lee POV

By the way Hubba Bubba was acting, something was seriously going down, otherwise the look on his face wouldn't have made my stomach drop. Or maybe that was just because I'm hungry...

Floating up from the couch, I went into their kitchen and grabbed the most red items I could, draining them to fill my hunger.

"Marshall, what are you doing?! That's my favorite cooking apron," BMO said pouting, jerking it from me before walking out of the room with a sullen expression on his face screen.

Shrugging it off, I entered the livingroom to see Fionna and Cake waiting with their arms crossed.

"What? I was hungry..."

"Uh huh, lets just go," Cake said stretching out the door with Fi on her back, scooping me up in her paw to put me on her back as well. Handing me the axe bass when I was settled in moments later.

"I'm only giving you a ride since you're not fully healed. Do not expect this every time you got that?"

"Scouts honor," I said holding up my right hand.

"Boy, why do I feel like you've never been a scout in your entire existence?"

I had to laugh at her reply as she started walking towards the Candy Kingdom.

"That's because I haven't been."

"Mmhmm, thought so," she said while Fionna tried to hide her giggle.


I'm honestly beginning to question if anyone is reading this story anymore,

because here lately feedback has almost become to a standstill.

Am I just not keeping it interesting enough or what?