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Chapter 10 (Marceline's Promise)
Fionna's pov.
The day before the invasion. In some ways, it felt like Christmas eve. Filled with surprises and excitement. But a different kind of excitement, bloodlust and violence. I stared at the domed meadow. Wild flowers dotted the field with white and yellow. My final day to live. It was ok in retrospect. We may even make it out alive somehow, but the chance was thin on the ground. It wasn't like I never lived. I did and I failed. I had my chance and I took it and misused it. I should have known whatever my love life was reduced to was inevitable. Marshall being a vampire and all, I was too optimistic.
Who was I to be wallowing in self pity though I wasn't the only one dying tomorrow they weren't wallowing. I had Cake with me. At least we'd die by trying to save the world. Our home. I stood alone in the field. The sun was just rising. They had all set camp in the Princess Bublegum's castle next to the field. I sat down, a cold wind blew through the field. I turned around no one was there. I didn't expect anyone. I wouldn't. A daisy stalk stood in front of me. Nothing more than a weed. But it felt like hope. But who was I to hope? I felt a presence next to me, but I hesitated to hit her. I didn't want to. To the person I stole from. "You're not the only one wondering if we'll live tomorrow." Her musical voice said. "What are you afraid off? You have a whole future ahead of you. Not me." I answered her, daring her to say something. She sighed deeply." We ought to be friends."" I don't see why not."" But we aren't."" No we aren't." I said repeating her thoughts.
She floated into a view. She was bedraggled. Her hair flowing in wavy tresses behind her. The unmistakable bite marks tattooing her neck. But she was still in her sleep wear. If that was her sleep wear. She looked at me for a while settling her eyes in mine. Her eyes the colour of dark brown and red mixed together in harmony. Not so different then Marshall's. I couldn't place if she was here to be sinister or not. "I wish sometimes you were dead." She said quietly. I didn't reach the impulse to drive my sword into her. Wasn't fast enough. "But sometimes I know I don't."" I'm sorry for taking him away from you. It's not like I'll live long enough to enjoy him. Not enough." She looked at me wide eyed. "All I ever did was hurt him, and you.. Healed him. I can't do that. All I ever do is hurt him, scar him. Write me a list." I said angrily. "I want you to have him. All of him, I know what it feels like to see someone else in his eyes thats not yourself. I know cause... I do." She gave a little gasp. "No. You won't die." She said sternly." Marceline, don't you get it? I won't live this battle. No one mortal does. And even if I do, Marceline ask yourself, I won't live forever. I'm extendable. He doesn't need me, not like he needs you."" Fionna, I won't let you die. Not like this. Ok, I'll take him. " She said shakily. I never seen the vampire actually unsure of herself. It was a sight to behold.
"Thank you." I said softly. We were both silent for a little while. The wind blew our hair against our faces. I wished, I could feel this peaceful always. Knowing he was safe, never lonely. Someone had to back out sometime, and I did.
Marceline dropped a daisy in my lap. A silent salute of a promise. I looked up at her and she grinned a little. I grinned back. In a perfect world we were friends. But, both our lives had been messed up entirely. And that chance was taken away from us, maybe we still could be friends. I walked over to her and hugged her waist. "Thank you." I said again. She chuckled. "That's what friends are for." I smiled.
The sun was slowly rising forcing Marceline to get to shelter after a brief goodbye, she left. It was just like me, to make a new friend just before I die. I had to make amends. I can't just start walking over to them and say I was planning to die. Even though I was. I walked through the quiet corridor to my room, I still needed a bath and get dressed. A bath. It seemed like such a big task now, my last bath of my life.
I turned the faucet and let the water run. Dipping my hands into the warm water, I scooped a handful of the water up to my face. A pair of tired eyes stared back at me. "Fio?"" Hey, Cake." She was sleeping in my room, in expense since Lord Mono wasn't here. "Baby, you look tired." She said tired herself. She went over to the sink and splashed some water into her furry face." Don't keep the water running the tub will over flow." "What?" I asked confused. She was right. The tub was slowly looking dangerous to tipping. I turned the faucet again and sunk into the tub. Letting the water swarm around me. The water was burning hot, but just enough to get my mind off things.
Marshall's pov.
I woke up, to me gripping my bed covers tightly. I loosened my grip. Flashes of my nightmare settled itself in my brain. "Agh." I groaned. Another night survived, vampires weren't suppose to have nightmares. They also don't have a human love of their lives. I know Fionna could handle herself but I could feel it in my bones she wasn't going to be alive much longer. I sat up, sweat dripped down my neck.
Marceline was no where in sight. She must have gotten up. We were sharing a room. Yes. But we didn't do much after that fight. I went to clean myself up. The click of the door, told me she was back." Hey." She said quietly." Hey." I said, sliding my hands into the checked shirt. She looked weird when I saw her. She looked sad, almost like someone declared their death to her. She ran over and hugged me. And whispered in my ear." If only you know what she said." Tucking a strand of my hair in my ear. "What?" I asked puzzled. She looked sad. "Fionna's not going to live." She said quietly." What do you mean?"" She's not planning to live Marshall." She said, her voice sucked of all emotion. My eyes widened. "She's..."" She planning to die in the invasion tomorrow."
I was off running before she could stop me. I slammed into Fionna's room. It was empty." Fionna?" I called loudly into her room, but only her cat sister remained." Fionna!" I called down the hallway. She wasn't here either. A slight tap on my shoulder, made me turn around." Fionna?" I hugged her. But it wasn't Fionna." Marce." I said. She gulped down something, fear? Respect? Sadness or regret? "She's in the field." "Thanks." I was set to take off running when she grabbed onto my arm." You can't stop her."" What do you mean, I can't stop her."" She's made up her mind. Its futile."" It's not, she'll listen." she sighed heavily." She wanted me to do this." She said quietly and pressed her lips to me. Memories of last year came back to me, I felt emptier then ever. I wasn't craving for her touch, but for Fionna's. But it's not coming. It's not coming. I pushed her away." What is this?"" My promise." She said. She didn't even look hurt. Her eyes told me everything. "Her promise." She wanted this to happen. I couldn't change her mind, she wanted me to be happy. But what about herself.
Suddenly, the impulse to make Fionna happy, I kissed Marceline hard. It wasn't like kissing Fionna. But it was special in its own way and I lost myself in her. It was entirely manipulative yes. But I couldn't see what harm it could do.