A/N

Well it's definitely been a while since my last update, that's for sure. My computer died on me back in December and I haven't been able to fix it since so it looks like a new one is in order once I get the money. This chapter was written almost entirely off my phone and let me say it is not a fun thing to do on such a tiny screen and on the FanFiction website, especially when you're clumsy with the keyboard pad like I am. Still, I didn't want to keep you guys waiting too long so I did the best I could and I'm sorry in advance for any typos you might find. To be honest I'm pretty nervous to present this chapter for it is indeed the finale of this story and it's the first time I've ever finished one before. I know that endings can sometimes make or break a story and they are one of the hardest parts to write. Anyways, it's the longest installment yet so without further delay I present to you Chapter 11. Enjoy! (starts with a flasback/dream sequence)


He was nervous. Oh man he was nervous. His heart thumped loudly against his eardrums as he swallowed dryly, his hands grasping uncertainly at the bottom of his shirt. There had been moments in his life when he had been in a more daunting situation but he could safely say that not many of them incited worry as much as now. It wasn't his life stake, but it was something just as valuable: his honor and pride as a young, maturing man. No amount of intense training could have prepared him for the circumstances at hand but as with everything else he would tackle it head on to the best of his abilities. He drew a deep breath as he took off his shirt, exposing slightly tanned skin that was speckled with the occasional scar here and there. Lean, developing muscles flexed as he tossed his shirt aside and he tenderly rubbed a fresh bruise on his right shoulder, a reminder of the exhausting battle he had somehow survived.

It had been a few hours since then but his ears still rang from the roaring of the crowds as they cheered on their favorite competitor at the Test of Swords. The kingdom-wide tournament had featured the best of the rising youth as they competed against each other and after several grueling days of tough duels he had reached the finals and faced his toughest opponent yet. Hair as red as a crimson sunset and eyes that blazed with an inexplicable determination, the girl he had fought earlier that day had pushed him to the very limits of his strength, stamina and skill as both sought to prove their worth, not to the crowds, but to themselves and each other. Jake had mentored him in the way of the longsword, drilling into him techniques and discipline in the time since he had taken him under his wing. His opponent, however, had learned the deadly art of dual-wielding swords and he had found himself constantly on the move as she pressured him relentlessly while skillfully avoiding his attacks. With his weapon's reach he was able to land more strikes on the female warrior but not before receiving an especially brutal hit to his right shoulder, nearly putting him out of the fight. Thankfully, the weapons used at the tournament had been wooden replicas but that didn't mean it was any less painful, of course.

In the end, his superior range and better stamina won out and the tenacious redhead fell to her knees in defeat after a series of precisely placed strikes to her legs and thighs. He knew his mother would have scolded him for making a young woman tear up as they declared him the winner but he couldn't help feeling an immense sense of pride for having completed such an arduous task. After the match, his opponent approached him and gave him a polite, if not rather begrudged, congratulations and left, but not before offering her name and vowing to utterly defeat him in the future. He had no doubt she would train non-stop to fulfill her promise and he was glad to have a worthy rival to spur him on. The Test of Swords was merely a stepping stone on his way to becoming the best swordsman in the kingdom and he knew that his path had just started. With his win he was entitled to an appropriate prize of his choosing but the real reward was that of Jake allowing him to finally join the Pathfinders, a select group of elite individuals trained in reconnaissance and intelligence gathering that spent days on end in the field. Considered the best scouts in the kingdom, he knew he belonged nowhere else but out beyond the walls, locating and hunting down the vampires who had slaughtered his family and village under orders of their despicable leader.

However, as he made his way back to his room after the valiant battle, exhausted and ready to turn in, he found another prize waiting for him. Roselinen, his girlfriend of eight months, was sitting on his bed, wearing a simple yellow dress with a hairpin holding back the pale blond locks along the left side of her face. He was not expecting to find her there at all. He knew she watched all his duels from the stands and her bright smile had always given him the motivational boost needed to give it his all on more than one occasion, but never before had she visited him as such. Their meetings had always been in secret, usually in the small flowerbed past the fringes of the nearby forest, and with good reason; after all, she was of noble blood. Her father was an accomplished colonel in the military and her mother held formidable political power, both of which could make a pesky commoner like himself disappear without a trace. They still dated despite the threat of discovery and he cherished the time they got to spend together.

In the now, he found himself staring at her as she sat on his bed, her dress showing the barest hint of her inner thighs and her cheeks set pink with a nervous blush. Her hazel eyes studied his exposed upper body for a few moments before locking sight with him.

He gave her a short smile as he scratched his cheek, "R-Rose, are you sure you want to do this?"

She glanced away for a second, her heart beating rapidly within her chest, "Y-Yes, Finn."

"But are you sure? We both know what could happen if someone were to find out about this."

Rose stood up and placed a hand against his chest, "You don't have to remind me. I know how ashamed my family would be if they found out I was in a relationship they didn't approve of, but I feel nothing but adoration for you." He waited patiently as she took a moment, "It's selfish of me to ask this of you, especially since you are no doubt at the greatest risk, but I'm just scared, Finn. I watched you fight your way to the top during the Test of Swords and I cheered you on at the final battle but it feels like the end is drawing near. You were so handsome with that smile on your face when you realized you had won and I have never been more proud of you, darling." She pressed into him and he felt her tears as they traveled down his chest, "But I knew. I knew from the beginning that this fragile dream of ours would eventually come to a close but it doesn't hurt any less. With you going off to train with the Pathfinders and my parents already looking into potential suitors, the little time we have with each other will soon evaporate and disappear. My heart breaks at the thought and I dread the day we will have to part ways. I just…I want this, Finn. I hope you won't think any less of me but I want to share this precious moment with you, with someone I care deeply about."

He wrapped her up in his arms and held her tightly, "Oh, Rose…" Swallowing the lump in his throat, he lifted her chin and gazed deeply into her tearful eyes, "Don't cry, sweetheart. I'm not leaving right now and we still have a few months together before I begin my training, though Jake will probably run me ragged preparing me for it." His fingers slid through her silky hair as he placed a kiss on her forehead, "You don't know how much it meant to me having you up in the stands cheering me on. Nobody knew me before the tournament and my presence was ignored, but you were always there with that beautiful smile, rooting for me when most people expected me to get eliminated early on. Thank you, Rose. I'm sorry I can't offer you the perfect life, but I'll do my best to make these few months we have left the best you've ever had."

She reached up and cupped his cheek, "And I'll treasure every single moment of it." They locked lips, their breaths heated and sporadic, and she broke the kiss after a few moments, "Just promise me one thing, Finn. Promise to never stop until you've avenged your sister. Work hard, stay strong, and never forget that I'll always have you here," she said as she placed his hand across her chest. "You told me that Fionna was the single most important thing in your life, and, even though I'm a little jealous, I'm not selfish enough to keep you from her and I'm not foolish enough to try and change a decision set in stone. Tonight, however, you'll be mine."

Finn leaned down as her arms slid around his neck and he was led toward the bed. His pulse quickened when he realized what was happening but he followed her the entire way down until he was on top of her, their bodies separated by mere inches. Her sweet perfume mixed with the scent of her hair as he placed a kiss on her pink lips, the young woman eagerly accepting him. The noble felt his fingers travel down her dress and Finn waited for permission before continuing, which she shyly gave with a nod. Battling through the nervousness, he slid his hand under her dress and felt the warmth radiating off of her as he lightly stroked her hip with his fingertips. Rose let out the faintest release of breath as he brushed against her undergarment and she waited anxiously as he slowly traced it down to its ultimate destination. His heartbeat now rampaging within him, he began to rub against her honey pot and she bit his lip as his fingers gained more momentum. Finn shivered as she sighed in his ear and their kiss deepened as she shuffled underneath him. He noticed more and more how her thigh rubbed against his growing bulge and he grew red with embarrassment when she finally noticed but to his surprise, and delight, he felt her hand begin to rub him.

She pulled him down and whispered in his ear, "This f-feels really good, Finn." Her eyes opened wide as he slipped his fingers past her panties and directly into her, "Oh…Finn…" A tender spark shot up her spine as he massaged her carefully and she squeezed his shoulders, causing him to wince, "S-Sorry, darling. It just…feels…amazing."

His member began to ache as it pleaded for escape but he ignored it for the moment and concentrated on pleasing his girl, "You want me to go faster?"

Her nod of approval was all he needed before increasing his strokes and he soon had her moaning softly in pleasure. Testament to his performance, he could feel her getting wetter and he then began rubbing her button and kissing her passionately. She squeezed her thighs together as he worked her up into a fiery fervor, her chest rising and falling with each heated breath. A warm sensation filled her lower body and she felt herself near the edge at a shocking rate, "Oh…Finn, p-please slow down. If you…keep going…I'll…" He paused as she grabbed his hand, "I want to reach that point together. Is that okay?"

Finn smiled, "Of course." He rubbed his neck, "I guess that, uh, only leaves one thing left to do…"

The room was silent for a few seconds as they stared at each other and Rose felt her face warm as she reached back to unlace her dress. Yellow clothing gave way to pale, smooth skin and he was astounded when she removed her bra and panties without a second thought, giving him full view of her supple breasts and curvy hips. She fidgeted nervously and gave him a look, "Well, don't just stand there staring, Finn."

He snapped out of his daze and reached for his shorts, "Y-Yeah, sorry." It took him a couple seconds longer than necessary to unbutton his shorts as he wondered what she would think of him and his Finn Jr. This was his first time exposing himself to anybody, especially to a girl, and for some reason it felt as though his life was on the line. Shaking the doubt from his mind, he decided to get it over with and he pulled down his shorts and boxers in one single motion.

Rose's gaze flickered to his member and then back to him, with silent seconds ticking by, "My lessons in courtship and relationship etiquette never prepared me for that. It's…rather long. Will it hurt?"

"I suppose there's really only one way to find out, though I've heard that a woman's first time might hurt."

"Please go easy on me, then. I'm in your hands." Finn nodded and crawled on top of her as she lay back on the bed. He settled between her as she spread her legs and he froze in place as Rose was suddenly replaced by someone else. A woman with a pale-green complexion and what appeared to be antlers stared back at him but the moment he blinked she was gone, replaced by the blond noble. His girlfriend looked at him with concern in her eyes, "Finn?"

"Uh…it's n-nothing."

He pushed the image of the strange, yet eerily familiar woman away as he kissed Rose with enough effort to make her drop her worried expression. His member brushed against her folds and she let out a gasp, causing him to do it again. They both let out heavy breaths as he pushed the tip inside her and he held his place for a moment, enjoying the new and incredible sensations. Running a hand through her lengthy hair, he was shocked by what he saw. His right hand had been turned into a cohesive mass of vines that resembled his original arm and he whipped it up in a panic, only to have it revert back to normal a split-second later.

What the hell is going on?

"Darling, are you sure you're okay?"

He nodded, despite being slightly shaken, "It must be the nerves."

She giggled and ran a finger down his chest, "I'm nervous, too."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

Finn ventured deeper but stopped after he felt himself break through, "Rose?"

"I'm fine, it…barely hurt at all."

Relieved, he began to pump with more confidence and she wrapped her legs around him as he rubbed against her sensitive walls. Each thrust went deeper than the last and soon he realized just how amazing it felt to have her wet opening hold him so tightly. The sound of their lovemaking echoed around the room as both partners stared deeply into each other's eyes. Finn's chest filled with affection as he made love to his girlfriend and for a moment there was a pang of sadness and pain knowing that what they had would eventually end. He spent most nights pondering how he would get through the loneliness and heartbreak but he had decided to travel down a road of vengeance and he knew that most who traversed it were destined to perish at the end or be consumed by it. His entire family was gone and he wouldn't stop until he vanquished the leader of the Ancients, no matter what it cost him. Nonetheless, Rose had fallen for him knowing this and the eight months had passed by like a flash and now here they were, sharing one of the most intimate moments two people can experience.

He gave her a rather passionate thrust and she moaned his name, sending a shiver up his spine for the second time that night. Lips traveling down her neck and collarbone, he eventually made his way down to her breasts and he gave one of her nipples a slow lick. She relished the feeling and he continued on, his tongue twirling the hardened flesh.

His member brushed against a sweet spot and her legs clamped around him, "Oh my goodness…" Her honey pot burned with a sexual fervor as he plowed through her folds with growing need. She let out a small gasp as Finn parted her legs and spread her wide, plunging into her repeatedly, "Uh…sweetheart. What's…gotten into you?"

The bed creaked as he kept going but he slowed when he felt himself nearing his limit.

Shit, already? Well, it is my first time, and I never expected it to feel this good.

Rose pulled him into a kiss and held him close as he pumped more carefully, trying his best not to finish so quickly. She, however, was already at the brink, "F-Finn…it feels like…I'm gonna…" Euphoria claimed her as she climaxed with a sexy whimper and her body quivered for a few moments as her boyfriend carried on, extending her high. His woman satisfied, he no longer held himself back as he gave it his all. Her breasts jiggled enticingly in front of him and he gave them a squeeze, drawing a sigh from the noble. She pulled him down and he listened as she whispered in his ear, "It's all your fault, Finn. You're the reason everyone is dead. You betrayed them all."

A cold chill enveloped his body and he stopped mid-thrust to gape at her, "W-What did you say?"

Her face scrunched up in confusion, "I didn't say anything, sweetheart. You've left me rather breathless." The previous words resonated in his ears and he knew he didn't imagine them but his thought processes were interrupted as she cupped his cheek, "Did you already…um…"

He shook his head, "Ah, no, not yet."

She gave him a coy smile, "Better hurry, darling." A buck of the hips was all he needed to get back on track and within a minute he felt himself about ready to burst but he pulled out and finished on her stomach with a grunt. Rose watched as he unloaded rope after rope until he was finally through, "Thanks for being careful, Finn."

The young man collapsed next to her, tired and definitely ready for some sleep, "Of course, babe." They locked lips for a few moments before parting for air, "That was amazing, Rose, but I think you should head back. I don't want you getting in trouble and if they were to find us together, well, I don't even want to think about what could happen."

She wiped herself down with a cloth and looped an arm through his as she snuggled up to him, "Can't we just cuddle for a couple minutes? I feel so good right now and I don't want to spoil this bliss by leaving so soon."

"Ah, okay."

Rose played with his long hair as they enjoyed each other's company, "You know, it would be very nice if we could do this a couple more times before you leave for training. What do you think?"

He smiled, "The thought may have crossed my mind. Maybe we could try it in the flowerbed next-"

"Finn!"

He bolted upright at the sound of someone's voice, "Who was that?"

"Who was what," she asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"I heard-"

"Finn!"

"There it is again! Didn't you hear that?"

Her cautious glance was enough of an answer, "Finn, you're starting to worry me. Perhaps you should go to the infirmary. The battle with the islander was rather taxing, I'm sure."

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not going crazy, Rose. How could you possibly have missed that?"

"Wake up!"

Exhausted or not, he swiftly threw on his clothes and headed toward the source of the voice, which happened to be right outside his door. His girl called out to him, "Where are you going?"

"I need to find out who it is. I can't explain why but it feels like I have to." He neared the door and reached for the handle but it was suddenly flung open, a blinding white light pouring through. Trying his best to shield his eyes, he stepped forward and felt a powerful tugging sensation, "Huh?" A second later, he was lifted off his feet and he fell as he tried to grab onto anything in sight but he was dragged away toward the unknown voice in the distance, at the mercy of whatever lay in store.


There was a loud rumble as a large boulder impacted with the ground and Fionna noticed with dismay that the Vampire Queen had managed to evade it as she charged toward Huntress. The blond watched as the wood nymph used the other rock as a barrier to keep the vampire from reaching her and the queen was forced to move as a group of vines tried to ensnare her from behind. She glanced away from the battle as she once again tried calling out to her brother, "Finn, you have to wake up!" This got a twitch out of him and it lifted her spirits despite the dismal reaction, "Just a little more…"

Shoko limped over to her, "How is he?"

"I'm not sure but he just moved a bit when I called to him. Maybe he'll come to if I keep it up."

The female scout tried to seem hopeful but Finn was one of the toughest people she knew and she had watched him drop like a stone, "Y-Yeah. Let's just hope Huntress can beat her or at least drive her away." She could see the fear in his sister's eyes so she whistled to her tiger and the feline limped over as well, "Keep an eye on'em, Maya. I'm gonna check on Phoebe and the princess." Her ever-loyal companion settled next to the blond as Shoko shuffled over to the guard. She was sitting up with her head held tightly between her hands and she looked up as she approached, "I know that look."

The redhead let out a long sigh, "What the hell was that?"

"Well, in all honesty, I have no idea. Finn's sword, or whatever that thing really is, is not something anyone else can apparently use. Trust me, I tried once, a long time ago, and seeing you scream like that brought back some bad memories."

Bonnibel retrieved her borrowed dagger and began cutting off a strip of cloth from her dress to use as a makeshift bandage, "Here, hold still, Phoebe."

The guard lifted a hand to stop her, "There's no need for that, your majesty. Our top priority is seeing you to safety."

A series of loud cracks drew their attention and they spotted the wizard as she launched spikes formed out of vines in the immortal monarch's direction. The agile vampire flipped, rolled and weaved as she dodged the lethal projectiles and trees fell behind her as they were shredded by the impacts. Taking advantage of a lull in the barrage, the queen sprinted over to a large fallen tree and hefted it with a grunt before throwing it at Huntress. Vines sprouted from the ground to intercept but they couldn't halt its momentum and the nymph leapt back as it crashed just feet away.

Shoko clenched her fists, "She…she really was just toying with us. She lifted that tree like it was just a twig."

The princess focused on bandaging her guard's wounds, "It was bad enough dealing with the Ancients but for all this to have unraveled so badly, I fear Rogaria might not survive a vampire onslaught, especially with Westeria no doubt preparing to wage war against us as well. And, if I were to be killed…"

Phoebe shook her head, "That's not going to happen!" She extended a hand out toward the scout, "Lift me up, we're gonna support Huntress and stop the Vampire Queen."

Shoko placed her hands on her hips, "Not in that condition. We'll be more of a liability than anything."

The guard growled, "I'm not going to stand by as she picks us off one by one!"

She let out a weary breath, "No wonder you and Finn are always butting heads. Fine, but we're gonna fix you up first and retrieve our weapons right now that Huntress has her busy. I don't know what we can do to help; maybe we can at least distract her or something."

"Anything is better than nothing right now ." She turned to her ruler, "Princess, you should stay with Finn and his sister."

Bonnibel squeezed her shoulder, "You've done so much for me already and once again you put your life on the line." She glanced up at Shoko, "You as well. I don't know if I can ever repay your loyalty."

Phoebe bowed her head, "I'm simply doing what I've sworn to do, your highness."

The scout nodded, "I got a second chance in Rogaria after Finn brought me back from what was left of my clan. I owe you both more than I can ever pay back." She headed toward the blond siblings, "I'm gonna grab his supplies and then we'll put a stop to that crazy woman."

Marceline felt a spike rip through her arm but she ignored the flash of pain as she chased down the wizard, fangs bared and ready for blood. The nymph had proven the elusive, yet aggressive foe as she kept just one step ahead of the monarch, unleashing wave after wave of projectiles. While the queen had taken several hits, her royal blood allowed her to quickly heal the wounds, helping to mitigate the overall damage. She knew, however, that the wizard would eventually run out of stamina and she just had to ensure that she kept her on the run, never allowing for the chance to rest. In a battle of endurance, she knew she held the edge.

Huntress summoned a set of spikes that burst forth from the ground and Marceline leaped into the air to avoid the sudden attack but she felt a vine coil around her leg and she was slammed into the ground. The vampire quickly cut herself free with a swipe of the hand and she rolled out of the way just as a massive spike erupted from her previous position, threatening to split her in half. Her swift reaction saved her from disembowelment and she wasted no time in giving chase once again. Stephanie scowled when she realized her attack had failed and extended a hand toward the ground before ripping up another boulder to launch at the queen. She dodged left and the wizard made a closing-fist motion with her other hand and a group of vines emerged in a circle surrounding the vampire. They descended on her and she disappeared beneath the mass of vegetation for a few seconds before bursting free and lunging at the wizard. Huntress let out a gasp and only had enough time to summon a wall of solid earth to protect herself but the powerful woman punched through and the nymph was sent back flying. A net of vines sprang forth to catch her and they cushioned the impact but she tasted blood in her mouth and the world spun wildly for a few seconds.

The pale form of the dangerous queen materialized in the air in front of her and Huntress was pulled back by a vine just as her fist collided with the ground, leaving a small crater in its wake. Stephanie wiped the blood from her mouth as she studied the aftermath of the strike.

That was way too close. If she catches me directly with one of those I'm as good as dead. I have to slow her down somehow or trap her so I can deliver a killing blow.

She stood and dusted herself off as Marceline blew the dirt off her fist, "Not bad, nymph. Most of my opponents go down after a few minutes. Hmm, perhaps I should get serious now?"

Stephanie flexed her fingers and they glowed green as she stretched her arms out and then lifted them up, summoning a mound of dirt on either side of the queen. Seeing this, the vampire rolled forward and barely managed to avoid getting crushed between the two as Huntress slammed her palms together. The impact fused the two mounds into one and the wizard brought her hands toward her chest, forcing the huge mound to topple onto the immortal. Marceline let out a growl as she sprinted out of the way and she grabbed a small rock before throwing it at her opponent. Her incredible strength turned the ordinary object into a lethal projectile and Stephanie had no choice but to evade it. It whizzed by like an angry hornet and pierced right through a thick tree before crashing into a larger rock and shattering into tiny pieces. The wizard felt her heartbeat increase tenfold but she steeled herself and remembered that everyone was counting on her to succeed.

The Vampire Queen noticed movement near the edges of the clearing but had no time to investigate as more vines flew towards her. They tracked her movements as she darted side to side but she was too fast and they stabbed the ground as they missed their target. Walls of earth and sets of spikes slowed her movement as Stephanie let loose in an effort to contain her but the monarch leapt onto one of the walls and then through the air as she pounced on the nymph. Vines stretched up high to meet her but she did a corkscrew and deflected them, landing near the petite woman. Huntress immediately retreated as red eyes locked her with a glare and she ducked as a kick came for her head, nearly snapping her antlers. She turned and dove backwards as she unleashed a blast of pure kinetic energy, sending her opponent stumbling back into a mass of awaiting vines.

Marceline let out a fierce grunt as she struggled to free herself and the wizard saw her chance. The vampire was driven to the ground and her arms and legs were pulled to either side of her, leaving her completely helpless. At the cost of a considerable amount of magic, Huntress was able to rip out a massive slab of dirt that she slowly directed toward the pinned woman. Her arms shook from the sheer effort and the queen pulled against the thick vines holding her down and managed to move her right hand toward her by a foot. The moonlight shining down on her soon disappeared as it was blocked out and she knew she had little time left. She stretched her neck toward the vegetation wrapped around her right wrist but just couldn't reach it. Gritting her teeth in preparation for what she was about to do, she pulled against the vines around her left arm as hard as she could and there was moment of intense pain as her shoulder dislocated from its socket. Tears filled her eyes but she didn't hesitate as she used the extra few inches to tear into the vines with her teeth, freeing her right arm.

Huntress brought the slab down in a ground-shaking impact and she felt her legs go weak for a few seconds as the dust slowly settled. Gathering her strength once again, she inched toward the site to determine whether she was still alive but the sound of movement behind her caught her attention. A furious Vampire Queen tackled her to the ground and reached for her neck one-handed but the slippery nymph escaped from underneath with the assistance of her vines.

Another round of spikes sent Marceline back and she grabbed hold of her left arm before popping her shoulder back into place with a slight cringe, "You know, I think I remember you now." She rolled her shoulder as she let her healing properties go to work, "Widow's Forest, am I correct? I saw you holding Finn in the healing pond that night. If I knew you were going to be this much of an annoyance I would have killed you right then and there."

Huntress stayed silent as she awaited her next move. The queen gave her a pointed stare before shrugging and preparing to attack. However, she heard footsteps behind her and she sidestepped as two silver swords came swinging down. Phoebe leaped back as Marceline retaliated with a kick but the immortal hissed as Shoko's black dagger stabbed her in the back. She turned to face the new assailant, only to see her get whisked away by a vine, along with the redhead.

They were brought over to Huntress, who looked bewildered. The lean scout clenched her fist, "Shit, I missed her heart." She glanced back, "Sorry, but we just couldn't let you have all the fun." The wizard looked at her and then at the guard, noticing their tightly bandaged wounds.

Phoebe gave her swords a spin, "I can't move as ably as I usually can but I can't very well move at all if I'm dead, right? We've got your back."

Stephanie shot a glance at Finn and Shoko caught her eye, "I think it's just us now. Fionna says she got a twitch out of him but who knows when he'll wake up. It's all or nothing."

Leaves rustled as a cool breeze blew in across the clearing and Marceline sighed, "Let's end this. I'm getting rather impatient."

Shoko smirked, "Of course, your royal cuntness."

"You're gonna regret that when I pull your tongue out your mouth."

"Bite me, bitch."

A sly smile spread across the vampire's lips, fangs elongating, "I just might."

Phoebe rubbed her wounded shoulder, "Don't give her any ideas." Huntress used the break to try to regain some of her energy but the smack talk abruptly ended as Marceline charged straight in. The guard turned to face her, "We'll try to distract her so you can trap her again. That's the only hope we have of stopping her."

Shoko ignored the burning sensation coming for her thigh as she readied for the assault once again but her eyes widened when the monarch suddenly vanished. Remembering what had happened to Finn, she jumped back and Marceline appeared a split-second later, her fist tearing through the space formerly occupied by her head. Phoebe pushed her battered body as she delivered a series of calculated thrusts, forcing the vampire to dodge. The deadly weapons were deflected by a well-timed kick and the monarch threw a powerful punch, only to have a vine wrap around her wrist and pull it down. Off balance, she ducked into a roll as an exotic blade tried to behead her but she used the next incoming swing to cut the vine holding her, freeing herself. Sweeping her leg to the left, she caught Shoko just as she brought her dagger down and she crashed into the ground, getting a mouthful of dirt. Marceline used the moment to get out from between the two but she had no time to rest as a series of spikes flew through the air to claim her life. She evaded the majority but her body shook as several pierced her deeply.

The Vampire Queen caught one before it plunged into her pelvis and she crushed it with ease, her fury rising exponentially, "How dare you!"

Spikes coated in blood fell as she pulled them out and she became a blur as she set her sights on the wizard. Huntress stood her ground as the angry woman charged but her companions intercepted the threat and used coordinated strikes to keep her at bay. This, however, only served to further infuriate her. As Phoebe delivered a horizontal slash, the vampire grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her behind her, just as Shoko came in with a thrust. Not wanting to stab her ally, the scout averted her strike and was knocked over as Marceline dropkicked the redhead into her. They landed together in a tangled mess but the Pathfinder managed to get to her feet, only to find no queen in sight. A shuffling sound alerted her to the enemy behind but she was too late. Shoko felt herself get lifted as a vice closed around her stomach and she let out a grunt as she was suplexed into the ground. Stunned by the brutal move, she could only watch out of the corner of her eye as Marceline lifted her leg to deliver a heel drop but the scout noticed Phoebe coming from behind. Her hopes were crushed when she saw the vampire's fiendish smile and she turned before redirecting her attack. The guard had no time to react as the blow came down and she slammed into the dirt as her heel caught her in the shoulder.

She let out a groan as she willed her muscles to respond in an effort to stand but Marceline picked up one of her swords and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her up to eye level. Phoebe stared into the red irises of the Vampire Queen as she struggled to free herself but she was filled with dread as she saw her own blade prepared to be used against her. The weapon was thrust toward her stomach and the redhead waited for the fiery sensation that would accompany it but it never came. Instead, she heard the queen growl in frustration as she pulled against the vine keeping her arm in place. Seeing her opportunity, she lifted both feet and drove them into the vampire's chest, earning her release as she landed with a thud. She tried crawling toward her other sword but felt fingers wrap around her ankle and she rolled over before aiming an armored boot at the offending hand. Marceline hissed as she was repelled and she turned, slicing the vines holding her before swiping something that belonged to the downed scout. Fatigue consumed the guard as she tried to stand and she managed to walk a few steps before her legs gave out on her. She face-planted and her arms no longer supported her as she tried to get back up, her chest heaving with each heavy breath. Rolling over, she caught the silhouette of the pale woman as she headed in the opposite direction. Phoebe let out a sigh of relief but realized that Huntress was now exposed and she wasn't sure if they had bought her enough time to set a trap or think of a plan.

Luckily, the nymph was already in the process of drawing her quarry in as she used most of her remaining energy to create a funnel out of vines and spikes, guiding the immortal toward her awaiting trap. Marceline kept the stolen sword ready as she continued to give chase but as she took note of her surroundings she finally noticed all the vines strewn about. Realizing her mistake, she brought her arms together and kept the sword's blade pointed outward just as Stephanie sprung the trap. The vines burst into life and spun around the vampire, creating a lethal tornado that wrapped her up in an instant. Thorns tore into her skin as she was tightly squeezed and each breath grew harder and harder to take as she fought against the suffocating vegetation. She knew she didn't have much time.

Damn that woman! I'll either be crushed or I'll pass out from the lack of oxygen if I can't escape soon, and I refuse to die, especially now. I just need to make an opening…

Shoko groaned as she sat up, her head pounding and body sending her all kinds of signals but her vision cleared up enough to catch sight of the Vampire Queen as she began to succumb to the deadly swirl, "Get that bitch, Huntress!" She got on all fours and reached for her dagger but found nothing. Fingers sifting through the grass around her, she realized that it was nowhere in sight, "Where the hell is it?"

Stephanie focused her magic as she applied more force with each passing second and she knew that even the strongest of creatures couldn't survive long if they were completely crushed. A waver in the magical vortex immediately caught her attention and her heart skipped a beat as a curved blade cut through a section of the vines and she got a clear view of the Vampire Queen as she tried to glare a hole through her. Face covered in blood and eyes mad with rage, the wizard couldn't stop her body from trembling as the malicious aura was directed towards her. Huntress snapped out of it and summoned more vines to repair the tear but she saw something slip past just as it closed and she gasped from the sudden pain of an unknown impact. She shakily glanced down and found a black dagger embedded up to the hilt near her right shoulder and her breaths quickened as the pain spread like fire. Blood began to leak through her fingers as she desperately applied pressure to the wound but this distraction caused her spell to falter and the vampire burst free with a flurry of swings, collapsing as her body slowly began to regenerate.

Despite her body's condition, the Vampire Queen crawled toward the nymph with murder in her eyes, "He'll never be yours! I've worked hard for what I have and I will not be denied!"

Stephanie cried out as she pulled the blade free and she got as much distance between her and the pursuing woman as she could. Her hand glowed as she ripped a boulder off the ground and she heaved it at the recovering monarch, hoping to catch her off guard. Marceline let out a snarl as she pushed herself out of the way and she smiled deviously when she got the feeling back into her legs. She grabbed the silver sword and ran full-tilt toward the wizard, smashing and punching through the weak walls erected in an attempt to stop her. Huntress tried her best not to panic but it was nearly impossible after watching the Vampire Queen shake off their best efforts and come back just as strong as ever. Magically drained and wounded, the wizard realized there was nothing else she could do. She sidestepped a slash and deflected a punch with a vine but the air was driven out of her lungs as Marceline connected with a roundhouse right into her stomach. The small woman was sent flying before skidding across the ground and landing in a heap, coughing violently and fighting for breath. Her eyes misted over when she realized she had failed and her heart shook at the thought of never seeing a particularly loudmouthed scout again. A figure loomed over her as her opponent raised her sword to deliver the final blow, red eyes blazing as it came down.

There was a deafening ring of steel as two swords collided and Marceline stumbled back in complete shock. Huntress, now noticing she had closed her eyes, opened them to find a red sword filling her vision. Blond hair and blue eyes soon caught her attention as Finn kneeled and caressed her cheek, "I'm here now, Steph." She let out a sob and he pressed his forehead against hers, "I know, Steph, I know."

The nymph claimed his lips in a frightened kiss, "I was so scared, Finn. I-I didn't know what to do. And, now…"

Her voice trailed off as she showed him the deep wound and he shook his head, "That's not going to happen, and I won't let it happen." He whistled and Maya came over, favoring one of her legs, "Have Fionna or Bonnibel bandage you up. You're a tough nut to crack, Steph. This is nothing, okay?" She nodded despite the pain that riddled her body and his eyes warmed, "I'm so glad to see you. I…thought that maybe I had lost you during all the chaos at the camp."

Huntress gave him a weak smile as he picked her up and set her on the tiger, "Who else is going to kick you in the shin and call you a 'donk'?"

The scout grinned, "No one but you, Steph."

She grabbed his shoulder as her smile faded, "Be careful, Finn. She can heal her wounds almost instantly. Don't…don't you dare die on me."

"I'm gonna settle this once and for all. No one puts the people I love at risk." Despite the situation they were in, he couldn't help gazing into those beautiful, green eyes as they sparkled magnificently. He gave Maya a pat, "Go on, girl. I'll save your mama soon enough."

The pair left and he waited until they were far enough away before clutching his abdomen. It felt like a pure ball of agony was sitting deep within his intestines and he tried to block out the pain but it kept coming and going in long, brutal waves. The urge to vomit was ever-present and each breath only made things worse. Still, he was glad to have come back when he did. Fionna had been downright shaking him when he woke up and he nearly went out again when she wrapped him up in a tearful embrace. His legs still shaking, he had heard the impact as Stephanie landed after the kick and he didn't hesitate to grab his sword and save her. Now he had his back to the one vampire he had decided not to kill in his life, the one that had now cost him nearly everything after he had tried so hard to get it back.

A familiar voice called out to him, soft and uncertain, "F-Finn…I can explain."

He turned as he bounced the demonic blade on his shoulder, "What's there to explain, Marceline? My friends are seriously injured, my princess has bruises around her neck and there's a burning camp several miles behind us that is littered with the bodies of Rogarians and Westerians who only a couple hours ago were happily drinking together after a hard fought victory! The way I see it, there's no explaining to do since I'm staring right at the cause of all of it!"

The Vampire Queen took a step toward him and placed a hand against her chest, "Believe me when I say that those were not my intentions!"

"And what were your intentions, Marceline? What the hell were you expecting to happen? Why the fuck did you drug me, damn it?!"

"With the break up of Rogarian-Westerian relations your kingdoms would have been more vulnerable and, in turn, more likely to surrender when presented with the overwhelming might of my armies. I never wanted this senseless slaughter. There is no value in a kingdom without citizens and despite what many of you might think, I am not out to annihilate the human race. We have human kingdoms under our rule and they are treated fairly and with respect."

"Yeah, just like shepherds take care of their flock. I know of these kingdoms, just like I know that the citizens must pay what you guys call a 'Blood Tax', right? Sorry, but I'm personally not thinking of becoming someone's blood bag anytime soon, and I'm sure Bonnibel and the people of Rogaria agree with me."

Marceline shook her head, "Is that not preferable to getting cut down? Is it not preferable to watching your lands burn because you were unwilling to compromise?"

Finn stabbed his sword into the ground, "And why do we have to compromise? Since I can remember we've been under the constant threat of vampire attacks. Every day was spent in fear of a raid and every night we wondered if we would be snatched out of our beds, never to be seen again."

"And that is the problem, Finn. Your race doesn't live long enough to remember the past, only tales of glory and victory get immortalized. We vampires live long and we remember the bloody history between our races, which is why we must become a power that not even your greatest kingdoms can match. Only then will we be truly safe."

The scout slid his fingers through his hair as he let out a breath, "You know, something's really been bothering me. The Ancients were taken completely by surprise by our assault and afterwards claimed to never have attacked us the week prior. Since I trust vampires about as far as I can throw them I'm not privy to believing them but, tell me something, what were you doing that night in Widow's Forest?"

She stared at him, unblinking, "I merely wanted to meet with you to confirm that you were still on board with our deal. That was the only-"

"Liar!" Her eyes widened as he spat out the word, "You're lying, Marceline!" He pulled his sword and leveled it in her direction, "You knew Marshall would send out a patrol to check that my map was accurate and you used that to your advantage, didn't you? The morning after we eliminated the patrol their weapons and armor were all gone and I know for a fact that the vampires who attacked Bonnibel's engagement party were wearing those very same pieces of armor. That can only mean one thing: those were your men dressed as Ancients, weren't they?" He clutched his abdomen as he awaited her reply, though it never came, "Looks like I was right, then. You used us to take care of your little problem while at the same time conveniently thinning out our forces."

She walked up to him and held out a hand, "Come with me, Finn."

"What?"

"Join me and I will guarantee you and your sister's safety, and even her child's as well."

"Do you really expect me to just go with you, after everything that's happened?"

The queen straightened up, "I am the reason you were reunited with Fionna. You swore your loyalty to me as payment for your sister's liberation, did you not?"

The edge in his voice became more pronounced, "That was before you drugged me! I told you that I would never follow an order that put my kingdom at risk!"

"I never ordered you, Finn."

"Don't give me any of that bullshit! You were well aware of what you were doing!"

Her red eyes flashed briefly as she responded, "I merely set the stage for a certain situation to happen and that was all. If and how it ensued was all up to the individuals at hand."

The Demon sword sliced through the air as it went for her neck and the vampire leapt back, looking very displeased. Finn slipped a hand underneath one of the bandages across his chest and then proceeded to smear blood on his blade, "I'm breaking my pledge as of now, not that it was much of a pledge to have lasted not even a day."

Marceline stared at him in disbelief but knew it was to be expected after such an outcome. She couldn't deny the fact that she still wanted him by her side, but it was pointless to hold on to such an expectation if he truly hated her now; she had experienced his loathing of Marshall firsthand. Even if she used one of Stephan's many potions, she knew it would never be the man she had become so enamored with, "I'll give you one more chance to comply, Finn. Though it pains me, I will not hesitate to kill you if you threaten my life again." He charged and she closed her eyes as she let out a reluctant sigh, "So be it."

The queen stepped back as Finn came in with a thrust and she retaliated with a slash of her own, nearly catching him across the eyes. He pivoted and brought his weapon down in an attempt to take out her shins but she read his movements and jumped, avoiding the strike. The silver blade sought to split him down the middle as she landed but he managed to raise his sword in time to deflect it. Marceline reached for an object on the ground and the scout immediately took advantage of her distracted state, only to feel something wrap around his ankle. His back hit the dirt as he found himself suddenly staring up at the stars and he was pulled toward the queen by the vine she had ensnared him with. She gave a mighty tug and he used the momentum to roll along the ground, barely avoiding a stomp by the queen. A quick swipe cut him free of the vegetation and he rose, his gut sounding off its usual alarm. He flipped his grip on the sword and made a stab behind himself, nearly piercing the vampire as she attempted a thrust from his blind spot. Spinning around to face his opponent, the scout hissed as he was cut along his back. He staggered forward and quickly turned, only to be cut in the back again. She circled him as he tried to keep her in his sights and he eventually let out a roar before putting his full weight into a swing that made him spin in place.

Finn cringed as the new wounds screamed for attention but his attack had successfully forced the dangerous monarch back. He knew, however, that she had had plenty of opportunities to deliver the final blow, "What are you doing, Marceline?"

The Vampire Queen gazed at him with curiosity, "What ever do you mean?"

A growl escaped his lips, "You're just toying with me, aren't you?"

She smiled, "Perhaps I am, or perhaps I'd like to see a demonstration of the power used to defeat Marshall before our time together comes to an end."

"Trust me, that's not something you want to see."

Her tongue grazed the edge of her sword as she tasted his blood, "Mmm, there's so much I want to know about you. Are you sure you won't reconsider?"

"Never."

He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn that he saw her expression falter for a moment, a hint of sadness in her eyes, "Is it because of that nymph? I saw the way she was looking at you and…the kiss you shared when you saved her."

"She's one of the reasons, and the others lay beaten and battered, by your hand."

Marceline felt a pang in her chest and she cursed herself for being so indecisive after deciding only moments ago to cut him out of her life.

Why can't I simply drop him like any other suitor? I claim to be able to kill him out of necessity but the frantic beating of my heart says otherwise. This was not how things were supposed to go at all. Very well. Force can do what words alone cannot.

"Finn, you will be mine, whether you like it or not."

"I am not your plaything!"

Finn swung his mighty blade as he tried to catch her with a diagonal slash but she parried with Phoebe's sword and spun as she delivered a side-kick right into his gut. He backpedaled before tripping and he grit his teeth as the immense pain made his abdomen shake uncontrollably. Picking himself back up, he brandished his sword and performed several thrusts, which the monarch deftly evaded. The scout overextended himself and Marceline redirected his thrust up into the air, leaving him open. A fist collided with his chin and his vision flashed with color for a few seconds as he fell over. Blood soaked his bandages as he willed himself up but his body seemed to have already run through the slight boost of energy he had previously mustered in his attempt to save Stephanie. His grip on the Demon Blood sword tightened.

Merina.

Yes, master?

It…seems I have to borrow your power again.

Ah, I'm flattered that you would depend on me, master. However, you are hardly in any condition to handle it, not to mention the fact that I haven't fed sufficiently since you were in the coma. That feeding earlier was merely a morsel.

Full or not, I need your strength, Merina. It was enough to defeat Marshall and it should be enough to stop Marceline.

I can't help noticing that you said 'stop', not 'kill'.

No, I…I meant 'kill'.

Hmm, as you wish, master. I can't guarantee the amount of time I can offer so please don't spend it meaninglessly. Also, don't forget to keep me with you or else the power will wane as it did with Marshall when he knocked the sword out of your hands. Now then, prepare yourself.

The Vampire Queen felt a faint wave of dark energy radiate from the young man as he began to clutch his chest in pain. A groan escaped his lips as his body was imbued with demonic influence but he toughed it out as Merina supplemented his depleted strength. He took deep breaths as his vision grayed and his wounds no longer hindered his movement as he slowly stood. Marceline took a step toward him and stared in shock when she met his fierce gaze, his eyes fully blacked out.

She searched for an appropriate response but couldn't find one, "W-What?"

The scout rolled his shoulders and cracked his knuckles as he readied himself, "You said you wanted to see how I defeated Marshall, right? Well, prepare for a demonstration."

Marceline gasped as he closed the distance between them at an unbelievable rate and she found herself on the defensive of his onslaught. Their swords crashed repeatedly for several minutes as he sought an opening but it proved harder to find when she started to match, and even surpass, his deadly swings. He pushed his body to its limits as he tried desperately to get the upper hand but the immortal parried and countered him, even with his heightened senses. His body began to pay the price as new cuts were landed by her and he couldn't believe that he was still outclassed despite his greatest efforts. Desperation set in as he took bigger risks and he received a brutal knee to the ribs as punishment. He felt it even though he was mostly numb but he used the close proximity to deliver a powerful downward slash, hoping that Phoebe would forgive him for shattering one of her precious twin swords. His hands shook from the impact and he nearly cut his ear off as the red blade merely bounced off the silver sword. Disbelief and confusion filled his thoughts as he came in for another swing but the queen rolled to his side and he felt a dull sensation as his thigh was sliced into. Enhanced body or not, it seemed that the Queen of the Vampires was an adversary who could not be matched alone, even with the power of a demon flowing through him at the moment

They separated after a series of clashes and the queen looked at him with newfound respect as she wiped the sweat off her brow, "My goodness, you are one resilient man, Finn. Now I see what Marshall was up against. Will you tell me the source of your power?"

"I bargained myself to a demon, but even that doesn't seem enough to stop something like you, Marceline. Marshall was tough, but you're one hell of a monster."

She smiled, "You should have seen his face when I ripped the throne from his grasp."

"What?"

"Yes, he was the rightful Vampire King after having defeated my husband, not that I saw it as much of an accomplishment since my former partner was hardly what I considered a man. He tried to take me the very day after, do you believe that? Not even a few days of grieving for the poor widow. How crass."

"Why did you depose him?"

She tapped her chin thoughtfully, "He was a megalomaniac, for one part. Plus, he wanted to slaughter every human in the region, which is something I did not approve of. I always found it ironic how he called your race 'inferior', despite the fact that he shared blood with those very creatures he despised."

Finn's eyes widened, "You mean…"

"His father's wife died while in labor, along with the child, and he later took in a human mistress, from which he was born."

The scout's brows furrowed, "For all the shit he talked it turns out he was half-human. Fucking bastard."

"Being a half-breed in our vampiric society is not a kind existence and even though he was later converted into a full-blood he was always looked down on by those of pure lineage. I challenged him and although he was strong, he was no match for someone of my caliber or blood. I'm sure he cursed his mother for his supposed 'weakness' but I've seen what humans can do, what you can do. The strength of one's will is a powerful thing. Unfortunately, it will not save you here, Finn."

She dashed towards him and he did the same, delivering a thrust. The nimble vampire deflected it to the side with her sword and spun, delivering a spinning back-fist. Finn fell on his back and sent out a kick as Marceline came for the knockout but his foot missed as she was abruptly lifted into the air and thrown across the clearing by a vine.

Huntress hurried over to him, her voice full of concern, "Finn, are you okay?" She paused when she spotted the color of his eyes, "Y-Your eyes…"

The scout avoided her gaze, instead focusing on the makeshift sling holding her right arm, "What are you doing here, Steph?"

"I came to help, donk. You're bleeding from everywhere and you look like you're about to drop dead any second."

He simply stared at her for a moment before laughing, "Jeez, you really don't soften the blow, do you?"

Master, I told you not to waste time meaninglessly. I am nearing my limit and at this point my power is the only thing keeping you from completely collapsing.

Finn used his blade for support as he got up, "I hear you, Merina."

Huntress helped him, "Merina?"

"Just an imaginary friend I have. Sort of like a bad roommate." A wave of pain overwhelmed him as the demon shut off her powers and he fell to his knees as he struggled for breath. His body numbed out once again and he groaned, "I was just kidding."

There was a satisfied huff in the back of his mind and once again he got to his feet as the nymph looked him over, "Finn, do you feel anything?"

"What do you mean?"

She let go of him and that was when he noticed that she was covered in his blood, "I mean that your body is somehow still functioning despite the fact that you should be practically dead. Wait, does this have something to do with the Pact?"

Finn nodded grimly, "It's the only way I stand a chance of beating her, Steph."

The wizard's expression turned into one of alarm, "But what'll happen when you go back to normal, Finn? You can't take that kind of strain. You'll…you'll-"

Her words were interrupted as a tree was hurled in their direction and he dove into her as he pulled her out of the way. Huntress clenched her teeth as her wound was agitated but was thankful she was still alive; she had let her guard down and it had nearly cost them their lives. Finn got off of her and gave her a hand just as Merina called to him.

Finn. Hurry.

"I don't have much time left, Steph. We finish this now."

She nodded, "My magic reserves are running on empty. I can probably only summon a few more vines at this point."

"That's all I need. Use them just as she tries to avoid my attacks, if you can."

The wood nymph readied herself as Finn charged toward the vampire, fully aware that this could be their final chance. Her heart thumped rapidly as she watched the human parry deadly strikes, determination set on his face. She held her breath every time he took a hit but he would shake it off and continue, despite his grievous wounds. Finn deflected a thrust and used his weight to shoulder charge her, knocking her back. Stephanie finally saw her chance as Marceline tried to sidestep a slash and the vampire let out a gasp as a vine anchored her in place. The Vampire Queen hissed as the red blade grazed her abdomen and she quickly cut the vine holding her before leaping out of reach of his following strike. However, the human pursued and delivered a thrust that she tried to avoid, only to be held down once again. She managed to force the blow away from her chest but her shoulder flashed with pain as it was pierced deeply. An angry growl went ignored by the scout as he pressed his advantage but she ducked under a swing and rewarded his efforts with a strong uppercut underneath the jaw that left him sprawled on the ground. The silver sword sliced into the vegetative growth around her ankle and she shot a glare in the wizard's direction. Stephanie took flight as the monarch gave chase, the small wizard doing her best to outrun the woman. The distance rapidly closed between them as she circled back and Huntress stole a glance behind her, breath catching in her throat when she realized she was right on her tail.

"Duck!"

She turned back in time to see Finn as he brought his blade around and she slid underneath it in one smooth movement. Marceline caught the red haze of the demonic sword as it raced towards her and she managed to slow it down with her own sword but she felt the steel tip slide several inches into her ribs, drawing a painful cry from the vampire. The scout couldn't deny feeling a moment of regret as he watched the woman's face twist in agony but he steeled his resolve and drove it in a few inches more, earning him another cry. Marceline gazed into the black pools that were now Finn's eyes and finally decided to hold nothing back. She grabbed the red sword and slowly pulled it out, even as he used all his strength to keep it in place. Stephanie could only watch as they wrestled for control but the vampire proved too strong so the scout gave his blade a twist and pried it from her grasp.

He didn't hesitate to continue his attack as he delivered a horizontal slash that clipped a few stands of hair as she dodged, stepping behind him as she did. Rolling forward, he just managed to avoid getting bashed in the head by the handle of her sword but as he stood he grew lightheaded, his vision blurring ominously. Blood flowed down his limbs as he breathed heavily and his sense of balance began to waver as his body threatened to shut down but he ignored the warning signs and instead smothered his blade once again as he stared at the pale woman before him. Marceline pressed a hand against her wound as she waited for it to heal but the seconds ticked by without effect.

Bewildered, she glanced at her other wounds and realized that they were not healing as well, "What?" She looked up as the scout raised his sword and something clicked.

Wait…is he wielding a Sword of Menace? But I thought most of them had been sealed away! There's no other reason as to why I can't heal these injuries and it would explain where his power comes from. You really did sell yourself to a demon just for Fionna, didn't you? Well, just what else are you willing to do for your sister, I wonder?

Finn could feel Merina's power finally begin to wane as each second brought forth a bit more pain and he made his move, knowing that it was now or never. He spotted Huntress out of the corner of his eye and used the motivational boost to power him through the gauntlet of aches and stings as she gave him a confident smile. The vampire didn't move as he delivered a thrust but she still parried him before reaching out and grabbing him by the neck. Her fingers clamped down as he fought for breath but he was dropped as she avoided a slash from his sword. Stephanie gasped as the scout received a devastating punch to the ribs and a series of blows to the face that left him reeling. A headbutt broke his nose but still, he would not go down. Supporting himself on shaking legs, the scout yelled defiantly as he aimed at her legs, hoping to slow her movement. The Vampire Queen lifted a foot and drove the tip of his blade into the ground before sending a palm strike right into his stomach. He doubled over but doggedly held on to the demonic sword as he vomited, his throat burning as nothing but acid and bile came up.

The blond let out a determined growl as he forced himself up and the queen shook her head in disbelief, "Stay down, Finn. You gain nothing by dying. How many times do I have to tell you that joining me is the only way that you'll be leaving here alive?"

"I'll…never forgive you…for what you did."

She crouched next to him to look him in the eyes, "Trust me, with time you'll understand. Besides, you'll have plenty of it to think things over and…well…there are other things you have to gain as well."

"I've been betrayed by your kind too many times, Marceline."

She glanced over to where everyone else had gathered together, "Maybe a more drastic approach will sway your mind."

Finn followed her gaze and he panicked as she sprinted toward them, "No!"

Fionna and Bonnibel were pushed back as Phoebe, Shoko and Maya set up a defensive wall. The Vampire Queen cringed as her wounds wept blood and she knew she had to end things now before she lost too much. Shoko's dagger cut through the air as she made a lunge but the monarch deflected the hit and kicked her away just as Phoebe came in from the side. Silver swords clashed as they tested their strength against one another but the redhead quickly found herself staring at the edge of one of her own blades as it drew near her neck. The guard had her legs swept out from under her and Maya pounced from behind but her roar was cut short as Marceline whipped around with an elbow, smashing into her lower jaw.

Her enemies down, she approached her target as Finn raced toward them, his legs barely responding to his commands. He caught sight of her standing over the princess, sword in hand, "Bonnie, no!" The vampire suddenly leapt back with someone in her arms and the scout felt his heart stop when he realized what was going on, "No. No, no, no! Don't you dare, Marceline! Don't you fucking dare!"

His sister shot him a terrified look as the immortal pressed a sword to her throat, "This is what you've made me resort to."

Fury filled his eyes as he raced towards her but he tripped and crashed into the dirt as signals of agonizing pain overwhelmed his system. He tried to get up but his muscles simply didn't respond and a voice he had been praying not to hear provided the answer to his current dilemma.

Master, I'm sorry. I tried to hold out as long as I could.

Fingers dug into the ground as he attempted to crawl his way there but he made little headway and he froze when he heard his sister whimper. He raised his head and noticed a thin line of blood trailing down her neck as the vampire increased her grip, her red eyes awaiting his answer. The taste of dirt in his mouth did nothing to lessen the despair he was feeling as he sat there, helpless, once again finding himself at the mercy of a vampire. Seconds ticked by as he lay there and he slammed a fist against the ground in utter hopelessness.

Fuck! Why can't I protect them? All that work…was it really for nothing? All so I could lay here and watch as my sister is ripped from me again? I…I can't…I can't keep doing this. It doesn't matter what the hell I do anymore. They're just…too much. There's only one way to save my sister now.

Marceline carefully held on to the blond woman as Finn reluctantly looked up at her, "I'll…I'll go with you. Just…please don't kill anybody and please don't hurt my sister…please."

The vampire's grip softened when she saw the resignation on his face, "I promise that no further harm will come to Fionna. All I require is that you pledge your undying loyalty to me, here and now. Swear that you will serve me faithfully and dutifully, and that you will never betray my trust, in exchange for the safe release of those present here."

His sister began to squirm as she tried to free herself, "Finn, you can't! Don't do this! You'll just be her lap dog!"

The scout hung his head in shame, "Forgive me, Fionna. In the end, I couldn't keep you safe. This…this is all I can do now." His breathing became more labored as blood loss and exhaustion tried to claim him but he refused to die, knowing that the monarch would most likely kill them all if he were to suddenly drop dead right then and there. Gritting his teeth, he managed to brace himself up on an elbow, "Marceline, I agree to those terms."

"Earlier you retracted our prior deal. What's to say you won't do so again later down the line?"

"What do I need to do to prove it?"

The queen's fangs elongated, "Let me convert you into a vampire. I'll have more control over you that way, but it would only be as a precaution, of course; I would never make you my slave."

Finn swallowed as he prepared to give himself away, "Fine."

Fionna's eyes widened and she struggled even harder, "No way! I won't let you become one of the things that killed our parents!"

An elbow caught the immortal in the ribs and she tightened her arm in response, "Please do not make things any more difficult."

The scout watched as his sister ignored her warnings, "Fionna, stop!"

Phoebe's stolen sword pressed dangerously close to her throat as they tussled but the ground suddenly came to life beneath them as two vines pried them apart. The blond was thrown forward and Marceline was forced back, finally spotting the wood nymph who had managed to sneak over to her side, "How dare you meddle in our-" Her body jerked unexpectedly and she looked down to find that a spike had pierced her heart from behind, drawing a puzzled groan from the queen, "That's…not possible."

Pulling the spike from her heart, she threw it to the ground and took a step toward the wizard but her legs buckled as blood poured out of the wound. Huntress felt an immense sense of relief as the dangerous woman fell to her knees and choked out a few breaths before finally collapsing on her side, her red eyes devoid of life. All Finn could manage was a tired sigh as he rested his forehead in the grass below. Shoko and Phoebe traded glances, completely surprised by the sudden outcome. Princess Bonnibel came up behind them and smiled, "Looks like we're all okay now thanks to Huntress."

The lean scout motioned to her loyal feline companion, "Go see if you can help Finn get back on his feet. I'll be right behind you."

Maya made her way to him as Stephanie jogged over to his sister to make sure she was all right. Fionna gave her a thumbs up as she rubbed below her belly, "I'm okay, Huntress. Thank you so much." She peered at the fallen form of the Vampire Queen, "Is…is she really dead?"

Detecting none of the ancient aura or presence that normally surrounded her, the wizard nodded in affirmation. The dreaded Queen of the Vampires had finally been slain but it had taken everyone's combined efforts and a sneak attack to claim her life. Huntress didn't want to imagine how things would have turned out if Finn hadn't rescued her when he did. Their lifeless bodies would have been found and there's no doubt the scout would have been taken back to her estate as well. Shoving down the fear of what could have been, she pointed over to where Finn was, indicating that they should assist him. She couldn't hide the intense need to see him and, as much as she was embarrassed about it, embrace him.

The blond agreed and they met up with her brother, "Finn!"

He smiled weakly as he glanced up, "Thank god you're okay." Stephanie reached into her pouch for some bandages but found none so she removed her scarf and tore it into two pieces, wrapping them around the gash on his thigh. The scout winced, "But that's your favorite scarf..."

She shrugged, "It's okay, Finn. I won't be needing it anymore."

His sister simply stared at her, this being the first time anyone besides Finn has heard her talk. He admired her exposed beauty, "Well you won't hear me complaining anytime soon. I'm just glad you're okay, too."

Shoko's voice called out from across the clearing, "Behind you!"

Fionna turned as Stephanie was suddenly lifted into the air, the small woman choking as she tried to pry apart the fingers wrapped around her throat. Finn could only look on, his face locked in a state of shock. The nymph was slowly rotated and chills ran down her spine at the sight of the queen who she had previously thought killed. Her heart rampaged within her chest as she stared into the dilated eyes of the monarch and she desperately tried to summon vines to assist her but realized with dread that she had finally run herself dry of magic. She looked down and noticed that the 'fatal' wound was slowly closing up and she couldn't figure out how she had survived. It was basic knowledge that a shot to the heart was what instantly killed a vampire but here she was, squeezing the life out of her. Stephanie kicked her in the jaw but she seemed completely unfazed by the attack, a feral look occupying her once dominant glare.

The Vampire Queen's voice came out tense and menacing, "Die."

Finn's blood ran cold as he saw the events unfolding, unable to do anything to halt them, "Wait, stop! I already agreed to-" A short gasp was all that he heard as the monarch drove her hand through the nymph's abdomen and he felt his body go numb as she slowly fell to the floor before his very eyes, "STEPHANIE!" Marceline looked on without remorse as the wizard cried tears of anguish but she was tackled to the ground as Maya blindsided her. An air of disbelief blanketed the group as Finn struggled to crawl toward the woman he loved, "Steph! No, t-this can't be happening!" Fionna rushed over to her side but realized there was no way she could handle such a grievous wound with her small amount of medical knowledge. Breaths raspy and erratic, the wizard reached out to the scout as he desperately tried to make it to her, her hand frantically trying to grasp his. Sitting up next to her, he hurriedly withdrew whatever supplies remained in his packs, managing to scatter them everywhere in the process, "T-Tell me what to do! How do I treat this kind of injury?"

Stephanie craned her neck to assess the damage and avoided his intense gaze when she saw just how bad it was, "No."

He couldn't control himself as he yelled at her in a fit of anger, "Don't you say that! Just tell me what to do, damn it!"

The scout blinked the mist out of his eyes as he tried to clean up the blood but there was always more pouring out than he could handle. She grabbed his hand as he valiantly did his best despite the odds, "Finn…it's…" His heart tore itself apart as she coughed violently, blood coating her lips and chin, "There's nothing…you can do."

Hot tears streamed down his cheeks as his grip tightened around the bloody bandages in his hands, "There has to be something! Y-You saved me after my fight with Marshall so there's no way I'm letting you go! I owe you my life, Steph."

Layers of gauze and cloth were set over the wound to try to stop the bleeding and her face contorted as he applied pressure, "Finn…please stop…it hurts."

"You can kick me and beat me and yell at me all you want after this but I have to do it regardless."

He paused as she pinched his thigh, "Stubborn…idiot." The scout felt her place a hand against his cheek, "Come here. I…have something to…tell you." A heavy ball of lead settled in his stomach as he leaned down and she smiled weakly, "I…I love you…donk."

The distraught man cried as he squeezed her hand against his cheek, "Please…stop. I…I can't…" She coughed again and his chest trembled as he took a deep breath, "I love you too, Stephanie."

Her eyes sparkled as she gave him a loving smile, "I'm glad…you were the one I bonded with. And...thank you so much...for the hair pin."

They locked lips as he closed his eyes, each second passing by as an eternity for the couple. He savored every moment as they embraced each other, her fingers sliding tenderly through his blond locks. She felt his powerful arms wrap around her as he brought her in closer, their breaths mixing between them as he inhaled her heartbreakingly familiar scent. A warm shiver ran down her body as he caressed one of her antlers, the electrifying sensation helping to ease some of her pain. Finn was too scared to open his eyes, knowing that if he did he might shatter this delicate little world they were living in at the moment. As long as it lasted, however, it was cut brutally short as she suddenly stopped kissing him back. Her grip on his cheek slackened and he opened his eyes just as her arm fell, feeling like an unimaginable weight as it landed against his chest. His hands began to shake when he realized what had finally transpired and he moaned through clenched teeth as he shed fresh tears. Stephanie lay motionless in his arms; her final expression one of comfort and tranquility, having spent her last moments with the one she loved. Finn cradled her small form as he rocked in place, unable to accept the fact that she was actually gone, torn away from him so drastically.

His sister held him as he was wracked with painful sobs, on the brink of tears herself, "Finn, I'm so sorry. It'll…it'll be okay."

The scout shook his head, "Why, Fionna? Why must they always take from us?"

"I don't know, Finn. I don't know…"

A growl caught his attention as the pain and loss in his chest began to meld into a blazing fury and he turned to find Maya taking on the queen. The big cat kept just out of reach of her sword as she tried to snap at her ankles but the monarch was quick on her feet, avoiding every lunge. Slowed by her injured leg, the tiger was always a second behind, and she caught a slash to one of her back legs as Marceline outmaneuvered her, causing her to fall over.

Shoko ignored the pain in her leg and body as she limped over to help her closest friend, "Maya!" She whipped around as Phoebe grabbed her wrist and she pulled in vain against the stronger woman, "What the hell are you doing! Let me go!"

The guard simply pointed behind her, "I'm sorry but...it's too late."

Maya growled threateningly as the monarch approached her but the poor animal was too exhausted to do much else. Her flanks heaving, she lifted her head to bite at Marceline but she planted a foot on her neck and forced her back down. Finn heard her high pitched yowl as she struggled and it felt as though he had swallowed a red-hot dagger.

No…not again!

Shoko fell to her knees as the blade pierced the tiger's heart, silencing her growls forever. Her face crumpled as she let out a mournful wail, "Maya! Not my beautiful baby…" Phoebe squeezed her shoulder as she buried her face in her hands, her loud cries echoing across the clearing.

Marceline withdrew her bloodied sword as she set her sights on the female scout, guard and princess, her sense of restraint nonexistent. Finn peered down at Huntress and then at the loyal feline he had spent precious time with, "No more." He gently laid her down and retrieved his demonic weapon as he gave in to the blinding rage building inside of him.

Merina, give me power.

I am famished, master. My reserves are depleted and as such I cannot.

As your master, I order you to give me more power!

Master-

Do as you're told!

There was a slight pause.

There is something I can do, but it will require a hefty price.

Finn clenched his fists.

This is an expensive world I was born into. What do you require?

Your trust, along with permission to feast on your soul. In return, I offer you my absolute power, though I should warn you that you will most likely experience some permanent changes, both physically and mentally.

I couldn't care less. Do it. Now!

A terrifying cackle reverberated through his mind.

As you wish, master. Now, all I need you to do is to drive the Demon sword through your body.

What?

Did I not say that you had to trust me? This is the only way to recover the strength needed to grant your wish. I will feed off of your body and soul simultaneously. Or if you prefer watching your friends die…

Finn stared at the sword in his lap and swallowed.

Fine.

He turned to his sister, "Fionna, I need you to step away from me."

"What?"

"Just listen to your brother and do it."

She could feel the intensity of his gaze and she retreated, watching him from nearby. The scout gripped the handle of his blade as he took deep breaths and he looked up at the bright stars above as he slid it through his abdomen, a sharp grunt passing through his lips. Fire consumed his midsection as the pain made his vision dim significantly and he cringed as each subsequent breath brought him nothing but agony. There was a moment of doubt when Merina failed to do anything but the Demon sword began to vibrate and he doubled over as a strange sensation began to flow through his veins. He spit up blood as the feeling intensified and he was shocked to see a black liquid spilling out instead. His wounds started to leak the same substance and the bleeding stopped after a few moments so he pulled out his sword and watched as the injury was clotted, leaving him stunned. Looking at the veins in his wrist, he noticed that they were now black and his strength seeped back into him as the seconds ticked by. He screamed in agony as Merina claimed her reward and it felt as though a piece of his very being had been sliced clean off.

What did you do?

I merely had a nibble, master.

Well…it doesn't fucking feel like it. How did you manage to heal me so thoroughly?

Ah, you mortals really don't take names into consideration, do you? There's a reason I'm referred to as the 'Demon Blood' sword. While I might not be as powerful as the other Swords of Menace, my properties allow my Wielder to take considerable amounts of damage before succumbing. And if they offer me their soul along with their body, I can close and heal almost any wound, though you should take great care not to lose your head. I do have to say that you are a rather robust specimen, for I have seen you take enough damage that would kill an ordinary man ten times over. Quite intriguing.

Enough idle talk.

He stood and flexed his muscles as he tested his body's response and his world turned grey once again. Marceline sensed the dark change in his soul and she caught his deathly glare as he held his sword out to his side before sprinting toward her. She raised her sword to block his attack and her arms shook as she caught the blow, nearly driving the weapon out of her hands. The monarch parried his next strike and stabbed him in the arm, hoping to hinder his movements, but she was astonished to see him completely ignore it as he swung once again. She ducked forward as the red blade came for her head but her chin met his knee and her teeth rattled as she was sent stumbling back. There was no mercy as the scout kept throwing himself at her, the craving for revenge driving out his fear of death. An intense sense of bloodlust surged though him as he fought the pale woman but he kept it reigned-in tight so as not to completely lose himself to the demon inside. He struggled for control on two fronts, his sanity being stretched to its limit.

Marceline strafed left to dodge a slash and she kicked him in the side of the head, flooring him instantly. Finn shook the daze out of his eyes as the vampire leapt at him with fist drawn back and he lifted his sword, trying to impale her. The monarch smacked the tip aside with her sword but let out a grunt when a boot caught her in the ribs as she landed on him, her attack having been broken. He rolled away from her as she tried to catch her breath but he got right back up and retaliated as she got to her feet, knocking her sword away in the process. She hissed as her calf was sliced into and she nearly fell again as he rammed into her. He brought his sword down one-handed but she caught it and punched him in the face, his broken nose sending him fresh signals of pain. Finn cringed but drove an elbow into her throat and she gagged as her grip on him slackened, giving him the chance to pull his arm free. His Demon sword descended as she rolled back and she came up with her sword once again, rubbing her neck. The monarch studied him intently as he spun the red longsword in careful arcs, drawing closer with each rotation. Sensing an opening, she charged in and evaded a fierce slash as she tackled him full force.

Marceline's eyes widened as the world unexpectedly shifted and her back hit the dirt, having been expertly reversed by the scout. She let out a sharp breath as Finn drove his mother's dagger into her ribs and a moment later the Demon sword descended toward her neck as he stood, spurring her into action. The blade stopped mere inches from her throat as she caught it between her hands and there was a tense moment of silence as they attempted to overpower each other. To her horror, the sword began to slide through her hands as they became more bloodied and she shot a look up into his eyes, seeing them devoid of the blue hue she was so fond of.

Finn growled as he pushed down harder, "You're just like the rest of them, Marceline. You take what you want because you can, not because you should. Stephanie died by your hand and, even though I loved her, there was nothing I could do. Now I will accomplish what she couldn't and avenge her…by removing your head."

The queen swallowed as the steel tip began to press against her throat, "She gave me no choice! Everything would have been settled had she not interfered!"

"Shut up! Your words are nothing but poison!"

She knew she had to act fast or else she really would die this time around. Since vampires of pure lineage had long ago shed their fatal weakness of a vulnerable heart, decapitation was the only sure way to put them down permanently. Meeting his glare, she decided she could no longer hide what she had kept secret up until this point, "Stop, Finn! Would you really kill the mother of your child?"

His mouth hung open and she felt the pressure ease off her throat by a tiny fraction, "What…did you just say?"

She bit her lip and felt her heartbeat increase dramatically and she was genuinely surprised by her own reaction, "It's as I said. I'm pregnant…and you're the father."

Mouth gone dry, his mind went blank for a few moments before his anger got a hold of him again, "You're fucking lying again, aren't you?! I can't believe you'd resort to saying something like that!"

"It's true, Finn!"

"Lies, lies, lies! It's barely been a month since we met so how would you know already?"

She searched his black eyes for any sign of belief, "Because I have highly attuned senses. Finn, it is yours. Vampires take centuries just to have children but if we lay with a human it increases our chances."

He remembered the fateful night of their first encounter, "So that's why you wanted me to sleep with you?" He shook his head, "Or maybe you just want me to let my guard down so you can break free!"

Marceline's brows furrowed, "If I die, our child goes with me! Are you really capable of that?"

She's right, you know.

Finn was rooted in place as the queen's eyes darted around, looking for the source of this new feminine voice, "Who's there?"

Someone far older than you, I'm afraid.

The scout glanced at his sword and then at the vampire, "Can you hear her?"

Marceline nodded, "Who is that?"

I'm Merina. It's a pleasure to meet you. I inhabit this Sword of Menace and provide my services to this young man in exchange for a few requirements.

Finn's grip on his weapon tightened until his knuckles turned white, "And what does this have to do with anything?"

A future for a future, master. Do you remember?

He stood motionless as he pondered the phrase and the revelation hit him like a cannon ball, "It can't be…"

Yes, the child she carries is indeed yours. However, it is my soul that dwells within it. Your offspring will uphold my future legacy as a powerful being but worry not; they will have their own will. Although it is my essence they will carry with them, I consider them a separate entity from myself. They are me, but not me at the same time.

The Vampire Queen wore a look of utter shock, "What…what are you saying? What does this mean?"

I'm saying that the child is more mine than yours, vampire. Master, I sense you are displeased?

Finn ground his teeth as he tried to digest this sudden disclosure, "I thought you said I couldn't have children!"

I merely meant that you couldn't without my "permission", so to speak. You forfeited your ability to make such a decision when you pulled me from my prison. It is a price all of my previous Wielders have had to pay as well, not just you. More often than not, I go through whole lifetimes searching for worthy vessels to bear my offspring and I must admit that you have been my most prized Wielder as of yet. You gave me access to women I had thought out of reach but your virility has proven very valuable. This child will possess an extraordinary amount of power having the blood of a pure vampire royal and the essence of a demon combined, along with your human tenacity as well. I shudder at the thought of what this person could accomplish.

He had no words of response as he stood staring at the queen beneath him, his mind struggling to accept Merina's words. A family was something he had always wanted but never did he imagine it would happen this way. The scout felt his heart skip a beat, "Wait…is…is someone else?" There was no response as he glanced at Bonnibel, Phoebe and then at Stephanie, "Answer me, Merina!"

Marceline tried to gather her thoughts through a swirl of confusion and disbelief, "I'm carrying the child of a demon? What kind of curse is this?"

All is not as bad as it seems. You can rest assured knowing that your lineage will continue far into the foreseeable future. Is that not every monarch's objective?

"So then why are you letting him try to kill me? Doesn't that defeat the purpose?"

While the child is mine, self-preservation and that of my host, er, master, comes before all else.

Finn snapped, "Who the fuck else, Merina?! Tell me!"

Hmm, well-

"Kill her!" The scout shot a look over his shoulder and saw Shoko as she stalked toward them, her eyes bloodshot and hair a mess, "That bitch murdered Maya! I'm gonna stomp her face in until you can't tell the difference between her and a pile of shit!"

The distraction gave Marceline the chance she needed and she wrapped her legs around his waist before twisting in place, shifting his center of balance and throwing him over. His head bounced off the ground and he let out a groan as the vampire slipped from underneath him. He reached for her ankle but she kicked him in the chest and got to her feet, her ribs leaking heavily from the effort.

She backed away as he made an effort to stand and she cast a glance at the group and then at the scout, "This was not what I had envisioned after our first meeting, Finn. Perhaps now is not yet the time." Pulling the crimson dagger from her ribs, she turned away and made for the forest, "You will be mine one day. Mark my words."

The young man watched as she was swallowed by the shadows and he caught the red flash of her eyes gazing at him one last time before finally disappearing for good. He sat down with an exhausted sigh as he placed the sword across his lap, running a hand through his disheveled hair. Overwhelmed by tonight's events, he didn't feel much besides pain and grief. Stephanie's dried blood still clung to his arms and he wiped the mist from his eyes as Shoko settled at his side. She didn't say a word, instead clutching tightly to his shirt as she began to weep quietly. He held his best friend as he stared at his hands, one made of flesh and the other a product of a grouchy wizard who had given him her love, for how ever brief it might have been. The softness of her lips still felt fresh on his own and for a fleeting moment he wanted nothing more than to join her in the afterlife with the worries of this mortal existence nothing but a fading memory. His vision began to clear as Merina retracted her influence and the world regained its vivid colors but he couldn't help noticing that it was sort of distorted. Everything was a darker tone and for some reason he couldn't see anything to his left at all.

He rubbed his eyes but got no change and he glanced down as Shoko gripped his arm, "Maya is dead, Finn. She's…she's really gone." She was pulled toward his chest as he embraced her more tightly, "The little cub I raised with so much love…" Her voice trailed off and she glanced at his artificial arm, "And Huntress is…as well…"

Finn nodded solemnly, "Yeah…"

"There was something between you two, wasn't there? I could see it in her eyes when she looked at you. It was only a few times but I had a hunch."

"You're right, and I just wish I could have realized it sooner. Revenge makes you blind to everything else that's going on in your life." He took a deep breath, "At least Fionna is okay. If Marceline would have killed her as well…let's just say the business end of my sword would have been looking rather favorable right about now."

"And that harpy got away after having the balls to do this to us. I'll snap her neck if she ever shows her face again, that's a promise."

The male scout reached up to grab at the empty sheath on his left arm, "She took my mom's dagger, the only thing I have left of her. I ended up just trading one vampire for another."

He gave her a soft pat and got up before grabbing Phoebe's sword and meeting up with everyone. The redhead was sitting down, having shed her ruined armor, and she accepted her blade, "Thanks, Finn."

"No problem." The Demon sword was secured in its sheath as he made a quick scan of the four ladies, "How's everybody holding up?"

All eyes settled on him and Fionna was the one to approach him, "Finn, something's wrong with your left eye. It's still black."

"Well that would explain why I can't see out of it. Is my right eye okay?"

His sister nodded, "Yes, thankfully."

Phoebe readjusted the swords at her hip, "Want to explain how you were able to survive all that? Your wounds are mostly healed, though they left black scars."

He winced as he tenderly touched his nose, "I'm a Wielder. This was how I was able to defeat Marshall by myself."

The redhead cast a wary glance at the sword strapped to his back, "I tried to use it but it gave me a hell of a headache, amongst other things. Is it cursed?"

Finn grit his teeth as Shoko set his broken nose back into place, "Oh, fuck me. Yeah, although 'possessed' would be more accurate." She absentmindedly scratched her stomach through her cloth shirt and he found himself staring for a moment before switching his gaze to Bonnie as well.

If Marceline is really pregnant, then it's possible that…

He swallowed the unease and focused on what was in front of him at the moment, "Princess, we need to get you back to Rogaria. The kingdom will need you there and Westeria will be patrolling the nearby area in search of you. Finding a couple of horses will-"

Phoebe cleared her throat and stood up, her hands resting casually on the handles of her swords, "Finn, I think there's something we need to address before we get ahead of ourselves."

He noticed the princess shift uncomfortably as he glanced between the two, "What is it?"

The loyal guard crossed her arms, "We overheard your conversations with the Vampire Queen. Is it true what she said? Did you really swear allegiance to her, despite knowing exactly who she is?"

Finn hesitated, knowing what kind of reaction his answer could incite, "Yes. She promised to help me free Fionna in exchange for a favor. Turned out she wanted me to serve her."

She gave him a look full of contempt, "And her first order was the assassination of Prince Bubba. You had us fooled, making us think it was actually an accident."

"I had no hand in that, Phoebe! She had the tea we drank drugged and even then I never would have gone through with it had I known."

"You betrayed your kingdom nonetheless. Your selfish actions brought ruin to what Princess Bonnibel worked so hard for." She reached for a sword, "I should execute you for treason!"

Bonnie raised a hand, halting her before things could escalate any further, "Phoebe, please." The scout stood straight as the princess walked up to him, "Finn, I don't blame you for your decision, but the consequences cost many people their lives. Kingdoms may fall as a result." The guilty dagger lodged in his stomach was twisted even deeper as the truth of her words rang clear, "I never questioned your loyalty, and even now I still believe that you by no means had the intent to bring harm to our people. However, whether you are in league with the Vampire Queen or not, this is a risk I cannot take for as ruling monarch it is my obligation and responsibility to ensure the safety of my realm. So, it is with a heavy heart that I do what must be done." She gathered herself before continuing, "Sir Finn, you are hereby banished from the kingdom of Rogaria and all its associated territories for collaborating with the enemy's ruler."

Finn's shoulders sagged as Shoko stepped forward, "Princess! The Vampire Queen is at fault here! Excuse my language but…this isn't fucking fair!"

The young man grabbed her arm, "Shoko…its okay. I knew the risks involved and honestly it's nothing compared to what I probably deserve." He kneeled before the royal, "I'm sorry, princess."

Bonnie gave him a nudge up, "I am no longer your princess, Finn. There's no need to bend the knee."

He glanced at his sister out of the corner of his eye, "I'm in no position to ask anything of you, but can you allow Fionna to reside within the kingdom, preferably the castle? With the bounty on my head and the vampires that will no doubt be on my tail, taking her along with me would only mean putting her in harm's way. I don't want her having to spend her nights with one eye open."

His sister scoffed, "Um, no? I'm not leaving your side, Finn."

The scout shook his head, "This isn't the time to be stubborn. Living at the castle will-"

"No."

He let out an irritable sigh, "Damn it, Fionna. Will you just-"

"No, Finn! You're my brother and I love you but you're such a thick-headed idiot sometimes. I don't…I don't want to be separated from the only family I have left. Or are you going to leave me alone again?"

He frowned, diverting his gaze, "Of course not but…you're…"

She discreetly rubbed her belly, "We can make it work out."

"Alright," he said, relenting.

Shoko listened to their conversation and took a moment to make a tough choice, "Princess, if Finn is being forced to leave, then I'm going with him as well." He opened his mouth to protest but she clamped his lips shut, "Not a word from you. It's my choice, and yes, I understand the situation we'll be in." She turned back to the royal, "Nothing personal, of course. I simply have my reasons."

"It'll be a shame to lose such talent from the Pathfinders but I'll respect your decision," replied Bonnie. "You may still visit Rogaria should you feel the need." She stood quiet as she took in the sight of the fallen wizard and she bowed her head as she said a few words of prayer. Finished, she turned back to the male scout, "Finn, perhaps I can help you."

He followed her over as she got some distance from the group and they watched as the princess whispered in his ear with Finn nodding his head every now and then. There was a look of sadness on his face as he briefly gazed at Huntress and he did his best to hide the pain as they came back. He ruffled Fionna's hair, "Looks like we'll be okay, sis."

Phoebe quirked an eyebrow as Bonnibel walked up, "Your majesty?"

The brunette glanced back at the two blondes as her heart grew heavy, "I'm simply doing what I can for them, considering the cirumstances."

"Are you sure about letting him go?"

"Yes, I am. Besides, do you really want to drag a prisoner through miles and miles of hostile territory?"

"The punishment for treason is death, your highness. There won't be a prisoner to worry about afterwards."

Bonnie was genuinely surprised by her remarks, "Has Finn always been on your bad side? I thought it was nothing more than an intense rivalry."

Phoebe sighed, "No, he's one of the few people I've recognized as being my equal, at least in terms of combat. Being the only person to ever beat me, he was one of the reasons I trained so thoroughly in hopes of one day reclaiming my honor. However, what he did was absolutely inexcusable and nobody should be exempt of justifiable punishment, no matter the reason for which they did it." The princess chose to stay quiet and the guard looked up at the sky as it was cast red thanks to the slowly rising sun, "It matters not anymore. Your highness, I recommend we begin making our trek back to Rogaria as soon as possible. Daylight will be our greatest asset in securing a horse for transportation."

"Very well." She caught Finn's eye and he walked over, "It seems this is where we part ways now."

He was still contemplating the fact that he had been stripped of his home once again but he managed to put on a brave face, knowing that it was ultimately his own fault."Well, uh, I guess this is goodbye."

She took off one of her earrings as he stretched out his hand for shaking and she placed it in his palm before curling his fingers around it, "In case you ever need to reach me." Her lips brushed against his cheek as she gave him a light peck, "Farewell, Finn."

Placing the piece of jewelry in one of his packs, he stepped up to the woman who had kept him on his toes since the moment they met on that grand arena so many years ago, "Take care of the princess, alright?"

The redhead gave him scowl before clasping hands, "You better make sure you watch over that sister of yours or else I'll find you and make you regret wasting what so many paid for. Got it?"

"Trust me, I know."

Her face softened as she turned to leave, "Stay safe out there, Finn. You still owe me a duel. Don't ever forget that."

Shoko and Fionna gave their farewells and he watched as his former ruler and Guardsmate took their leave, their fading figures leaving him with a sharp sense of uncertainty for the future to come. They were on their own now, no kingdom or army to rely on for security and sanctuary and it painfully reminded him of that week spent wandering in the forest after the burning down of his village. He no longer had anything to do with them and he wouldn't fight in the war he had helped provoke, despite how much he wanted to fix things. A hand curled around his own and he spotted blond hair next to him as his sister gave him a reassuring squeeze, which he returned with a hopeful smile.

And just like then I have Fionna by my side again, except this time I won't let her slip from my grasp, no matter what.

Shoko tapped his shoulder, "So, what now?"

"Now we do a bit of traveling. Make sure you have whatever you need for the trip. It'll take several days."

She nodded and he made sure his sword was tightly strapped to his back before collecting what he could. He managed to salvage some bandages and he stuffed them in his packs along with some edible plants his sister found. After a few more minutes of gathering, both women met up near Finn as he stood over Huntress, his expression unreadable. He kneeled down next to her and used a rag to clean her up as best he could, gently wiping the blood from her lips and chin. Seeing this, his sister came to help but he held up a hand, indicating he wanted to do it himself. Wrapping bandages around her abdomen, he covered her wound and slid his arms under her before standing up.

Fionna gave him a worried look, "Finn?"

"This isn't where she belongs. I can't leave her here."

His sister made no further comment and they waited patiently for Shoko as she whispered some final words to her feline companion, stroking her fluffy coat. She pulled her dagger and lifted one of her paws, coming away with one of her claws in hand. The lean scout placed a tender kiss on the tiger's head and wiped her eyes as she made her way to them, "Okay, I'm ready."

"Do you…want to bury her," asked Finn.

"No it's…it's fine. My clan used to believe that when we passed our bodies stayed behind as payment for the energy we harvested from the land around us, a 'flow of energy' kind of thing. We all eventually return what we borrowed."

He cast one last glance at the tiger and silently thanked her for all the times she had saved him and come to his aid. He readjusted the small woman in his arms to better support her head and motioned ahead, "Time to move out, then."

Shoko sheathed her dagger and wiped down the claw she had collected in remembrance, "Do we know where we're going?"

Finn peered into the forest as they began their journey, his heart beating nervously within his chest, "Hopefully…to somewhere we can start anew."


The scout added a few twigs to the fire as he sat near the mouth of a cave with his sister, awaiting Shoko's return. He observed the beauty of the rising sun for a third time since that terrible night as he chewed on a piece of rabbit meat, his thoughts heavy. Fionna tossed a bone into the ravenous flames and he offered her a leg from his share, which she politely declined.

He gave her an insistent look, "Come on, eat it. You've got another mouth to feed. What kind of brother would I be if I let you go hungry?"

She took the small leg and began nibbling on the warm meal, "Do you think Shoko's okay? Shouldn't she be back by now?"

"I'm sure she's fine so there's nothing to be worried about."

His sister raised an eyebrow, "Uh huh, kinda hard to believe that when you have your sword drawn."

The Demon sword lay next to him and it glowed briefly in response, "I like to be ready in case something comes for a taste of my blood. Shoko likes to do a thorough job so she tends to take a little longer."

An hour rolled by as they passed the time and he quickly stood up with blade in hand as a rustling in the bushes ahead drew their attention. He walked out as he motioned for his sister to take shelter within the cave but he rolled his eyes as his friend came jumping out, "Boo!"

Finn sheathed his sword, "Real smooth."

Shoko plucked a few twigs off her clothes as she followed him back, "Just keeping you on your toes."

"Did you find what we're looking for?"

She dug some berries from her pack and popped them into her mouth, "Yep, I really think you're gonna like it."

He nodded, "That's what I like to hear. Let's head over, then."

Fionna kicked some dirt onto the fire as he picked up Huntress, her cloak now serving to shield her from the elements. The feel of her clammy skin pressing against him brought on a fresh wave of sadness but he was determined to give her a proper burial.

We're almost there, Steph.

Shoko took the lead and they traversed the wooded terrain for about two hours before reaching their final destination. Stepping into a large clearing, he scanned the area and was impressed by what he saw. A massive tree took residence near the back of the clearing and it provided a long patch of shade, which would offer solace during the hot summer months. Wildflowers were blooming in a patch near the middle and he recognized several game trails crossing here and there, signifying the abundance of local wildlife. The more he looked, the more he liked his surroundings. He knew this was a place where they could start a new life once again and he peered down at the nymph in his arms.

Welcome to your new home, Steph. This…is where you belong.

Princess Bonnibel had given him the location to this plot of land, stating that it had belonged to the wizard but that it would now suit them best in their situation. He remembered Huntress mentioning it on the morning of the assault on Marshall's estate and now it was going to serve as their future abode. Its remote location would help keep them hidden from bounty hunters and any surviving Ancients with a vendetta against him and he was thankful for the privacy. Plus, it wasn't technically part of Rogaria so he was safe in that matter.

Shoko hooked a thumb in another direction, "There's also a stream down that way that we can use to bathe and draw water from. All in all, I say this is a pretty great place to settle down."

He turned to his sister, "You up for a bath?"

She smiled, "Definitely."

"You gals go ahead and clean up first, then. I'm gonna check out some things." They both nodded and he waited until his sister walked a bit ahead before catching his friend's attention, "No funny business."

The former scout placed a hand against her hip as she cocked an eyebrow, "What do you think I am, some kind of animal?"

"Obviously."

Shoko chuckled, "Asshole." She dismissively waved a hand as she headed toward the promise of a refreshing dip, "You should do something about that eye, Finn. It's creeping me out."

"Nah, I'll use it to keep an 'eye' on you."

"Ew, gross. And lame."

He waited until she was gone before seeking shelter beneath the giant tree, letting the cool breeze wash over him for a relaxing minute. Laying the nymph down, he sat at the base of the tree and gazed thoughtfully at the land given to them, his mind already forming a rough picture of how he wanted things to look. Leaves rustled as the sun climbed higher into the sky and the chattering of squirrels up above drew his curiosity. Two of the furry creatures were running along the branches in an impromptu game of tag and after a few moments one of them caught up to the other and they proceeded to mate, oblivious to the human observer below.

Finn snorted at the sight, "Get a room…" He shook his head as he looked away and his vision suddenly became blurry and he felt the telltale warmth of tears landing on his arms, "Fuck, man."

A stinging pressure built up in his throat as he tried to hold back the pain but one glance at his former partner broke the dam, releasing the waterworks. He grit his teeth as he leaned his head against the trunk of the mighty tree.

We should have been sharing this together, Steph…

Master, I never said anything at the time, but I am sorry for your loss.

Of course you are.

I may be a being of darkness, but even I can understand the feeling of grief. Alas, this is unfortunately the fate that befalls most Wielders; a rather lonely, angst-filled life. Perhaps it is the curse that comes with the promise of power.

Well seeing as how this has been happening to me before I even met you, it's safe to say that nothing has really changed.

He ran a hand through his hair as something nagged at him in the corner of his mind.

Merina, was Marceline telling the truth about being pregnant? I've been meaning to ask you but with the whole 'getting banished' thing it kind of slipped through.

Indeed she was.

So…I'm going to be a father…

What would normally have brought him joy only served to bring him further turmoil. He didn't know what kind of father he would be, but the thought of never getting the chance to be one for his kid had his heart aching in a way he couldn't understand. Their upbringing was now down to the Vampire Queen and a part of him was already demanding that he go rescue his child after the nine months have passed while another told him to look after what he already had.

Man, life really sucks.

The demon chuckled.

Ah, and you're still so young. I take it you're no longer angry with me?

Well it's my fault for not asking the specifics. I have a terrible habit of doing that. Also…there's something else, about Phoebe and Bonnibel…and Stephanie.

I think I know where this is going. Are you sure you want the answers to those questions because you might not get the response you seek. What you thought would bring you relief might hurt you instead.

I…I want to know but…maybe…maybe I'll wait a bit until I'm ready. Everything is still too raw right now.

That would be for the best, master.

He reached up and covered the left side of his face, noticing the lack of any change in his vision.

And my eye? Am I ever going to get it back?

Unfortunately, your eye and the blood that runs through your veins will remain corrupted for the rest of your life. On a positive note, my feedings will lessen and I can now close your wounds, should the need arise.

It'll have to be an extreme situation because I sure as hell don't want to lose anything else. I only have one eye left.

Well I can also limit it to non-essential organs-

Nope.

How rude.

He inhaled the flowery scents lingering in the air as he wiped the remnants of the tears from his cheeks and he stood up, "Should probably get started on building a shelter while the daylight is strong." The red sword was pulled from its sheath, "Time to get busy, Merina." The next hour was spent chopping down small trees as he piled them high, with Merina giving him the occasional grumble about being used as a simple tool when she was a powerful Sword of Menace. Finn would just laugh and wipe the sweat from his brow and although his body ached plenty, he found that the exercise helped settle his mind. Dumping another set of prepared logs on the ever-growing pile, he spotted the two women as they came back from their soak. They looked relatively pleased as he wiped down his sword, "Well look who's all neat and clean. Sure took you guys long enough."

Fionna ran her fingers through her hair as she air-dried it, "It's the little comforts that keep you sane, Finn."

There was something in the way she said it, something in the tone of her voice that made it seem like an absolute truth for her. His hatred for Marshall was renewed and he knew that one day they would have a very difficult discussion about all the years she had spent locked away in his mansion. Fortunately, today was not that day.

Grabbing the firmest piece of wood he could find, he sat down and began to whittle it into a rough, rounded shape. Shoko sat across from him as she pulled some thin wires from one of her pouches, "What are you making?"

He turned the piece as he inspected it, "We don't have a shovel and since swords aren't very good at digging I have to make due with what's at hand. It only needs to do one job."

"Why's that?" She paused, "Oh…I see."

"Hopefully I can get it finished by tomorrow." He glanced up as she worked the wires in her hands, "You gonna set up some snares?"

"Yup, I saw some signs of animal trails and decided to try to bag us some dinner. Someone has to bring home the bacon."

Fionna giggled and crouched next to them, "Is there anything I can help with? I don't want to just sit here twiddling my thumbs."

She peered at her brother and he in turn glanced at Shoko, who smiled, "Want to learn how to trap and track animals? I usually chase them toward Maya and she-" The woman stopped abruptly and swallowed, "And she used to, uh, ambush them. We always stayed fed, though you can't tell with my lean figure."

The blond looked at her caringly, "I'd love to learn."

Shoko returned her warmth with an appreciative nod and she proceeded to teach her how a snare was constructed and how they functioned. Finn watched them out of the corner of his good eye as he worked and was glad that they had gotten along so well. They eventually left to set them up and he found himself alone once again as he put down his work-in-progress in favor of starting the shelter. Cutting the logs into their appropriate sizes, he soon had a reliable lean-to near the edge of the forest that would hold all three of them and he set about to layering branches full of leaves over the roof and down the sides to help protect them from the elements. The temporary refuge would suffice while they got started on an actual log house, though he had no real idea how to build one besides what little he had seen back at his village. Not one to easily quit, he mentally mapped out all the rooms and the furnishings they would contain while he finished and he built up a fire as the sun began to set, his hard work having paid off. Blowing out a sigh, he stared at the captivating dance of the orange flames in front of him and he was instantly on his feet at the sound of a snapping twig.

His sister emerged from the tree line, holding a decent-sized rabbit in her hands and sporting a proud grin, "Look what I caught!"

Shoko followed behind, carrying some of the local fauna, "First day and she's already an expert! Your sister sure is scary!"

Finn matched his sister's grin, "Must run in the family. Now you get to learn the fun part: removing the fur and properly preparing the meat for cooking. Then, tomorrow I can show you how to make a fish funnel trap using the leftover intestines."

"Oh, joy."

She shadowed him intently as he demonstrated the proper technique and soon enough the first piece of roasted meat was plucked off and handed to her, accompanied by some of the edible plants Shoko had collected. Her blue eyes shined brightly as she savored the fruits of their labor and they tucked into the meal, nothing but bones remaining by the end. Finn let out a sigh as he settled on his back, the stars beginning to peek through the fading glow of the receding sun. His eyelids began to droop as sleep and the warm fire tantalizingly seduced him but he snapped upright as another sound caught their attention and they all turned to face a massive Lumiwolf as it stepped out of the bushes across the clearing. The blue stripes running down its torso lit up at the sight of them and it dropped what it was holding in its mouth before letting out a menacing growl. Finn caught the faint sound of a tiny yelp but had no time to ponder it as the animal charged them. He drew his weapon and pulled Fionna behind him, the Demon sword raised in defense.

Shoko rolled to the side as it lunged at her and she stabbed one of its hind legs as Finn came down with a slash, landing a grazing blow. The animal howled in pain as it limped back and the young man once again heard a soft whimper in the distance. The wounded beast snarled as it snapped at his stomach but it made the mistake of showing Shoko its back and she leapt onto it from behind, clamping its muzzle shut with one hand while driving her ebony dagger into its heart before it could shake her off.

It collapsed on its side and she climbed off of it, "Well that's one way to help dinner go down." She studied the Lumiwolf, "Judging by the fading of its stripes, its size, and the condition of its fur, I'd say it was over forty years old."

The blond sheathed his sword as several cries echoed in the night, "What is that?" He traced their origin and he rubbed his head as he gave out a sigh, "Damn...poor little guy."

Shoko came to see what the fuss was about and she placed a hand to her mouth in shock, "Oh, no." She kneeled and picked up the tiny pup as it called out to its mother and the woman's eyes misted over, "What have I done to you, baby? I-I took your mama away from you." Its light fur tickled her neck as she pulled it toward her chest, "I'm sorry, sweetheart."

Finn ruffled her hair, "We didn't know and she tried to kill us, we had no choice." He pet its head, "You know, its gonna need a new mother now."

"He."

"Huh?"

She stood up, cradling the pup, "It's a boy."

"Awesome. I could use some manly company around here."

He winced as she punched him in the arm, "Not funny." She stroked one of his paws, "Guess you're my responsibility now…Jack."

Finn nodded, "I like it. Can you feed him, though? He's still pretty young."

"I come from a clan of beast tamers, remember? There's a few ways to feed younglings if their mama's teat isn't available."

"Alright, I'll leave it to your expertise, then. Actually, don't they usually have litters?"

She shook her head as they headed back to camp, "Not Lumiwolves. Only one pup at a time, probably because they need so much food just to grow."

"Looks like you'll be busy for quite a while," he replied, chuckling.

Fionna looked on curiously as Shoko introduced their newest member, "This tiny fella is named Jack and he'll be joining our happy little family, right boy?" The wolf pup yelped almost as if in response and it drew a laugh from the group.

Yawning, the blond woman stretched in place as she eyed the lean-to, "I think I'm heading in. My legs are killing me from all that walking." Shoko agreed as well and Fionna glanced at Finn as he sat back in front of the fire, "You coming?"

He gazed at where he had secured Huntress beneath the cover of her cloak and some well placed pegs, "No, I think I'll sleep under the stars tonight. Got some stuff to think about."

"Alright, then. If you do decide to join us just make sure you take the far side. You still haven't washed up yet."

Finn snorted as he placed his arms behind his head and crossed his legs, "Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, sis."

"Goodnight, Finn."

Shoko took off her boots and placed Jack between her and the blond as they tried to get comfortable on the grass mats Finn had fastened together, "I can already tell my back's gonna be paying for this in the morning."

Fionna readjusted herself a third time as she rubbed the pup's ears, "We'll get a real place soon enough. It'll just take some time."

The ex-Pathfinder pet Jack as well and their hands touched for a moment, a warm sensation crawling up her arm as her heart began to beat just a little bit faster. She looked up and noticed that the blond had the tiniest hint of a blush on her cheeks, doing her best to act as though nothing had happened. Shoko smiled inside and drew a little closer to both of them, "Well Jack, it's not much but…welcome to your new home."


A/N

Man, I'm pretty sure some of you guys hate me right now. Well, what did you guys think? I'll be the first to admit that I love happy endings as a reader but as an author I feel that sometimes not everything gets resolved so neatly. Sometimes we get what we want, but not in the form that we'd like. Love it? Hate it? Think I should stop writing altogether? Whatever you're feeling, drop it down in a review! The feedback will help immensely when it comes time to pick up Darkest Knight once again. There will be an epilogue chapter before this story is finally complete so you can expect that as well. As always, thank you very much for your reviews/follows/favorites and for your continued support! Till the next one!