Fionna & Marshall Lee POV
"Fionna?" Marshall's voice was very soft and uncertain as he gazed down at her.
"Wh-What happened? I feel different," she frowned. She opened her mouth to reveal a new gleaming pair of fangs. Her tongue flicked to the long points, testing their sharpness, exploring every detail of her new weapons.
"I'm sorry, you were going to die," he tried to explain. Her brow furrowed as she raised her hands in front of her face and examined her skin. The creamy colour was gone, replaced by a soft gray that Marshall personally found to be gorgeous. Her hair had lightened drastically, though there were still many strands of honey blonde, and now her hair was nearly as silver as the moon.
"What the hell did you do to me?" She choked.
"I had no choice!"
"You-You changed me. Oh my Glob, you changed me," her voice was naught but a soft squeak by this point. He cringed. She jumped to her feet, her breathing labored as she tried to take in exactly what had just happened.
"I came to free you… Prince Gumball had been starving you so I let you drink my blood and then," her brow furrowed. Of course she wouldn't remember what happened next because she had passed out. Marshall wondered how bad it would hurt to die by her hands as he contemplated filling her in on the details. "What else happened," she demanded.
He sucked in a long breath, letting it out shakily. "You were going to die. I panicked, I didn't know what to do, so I changed you. If I had thought there was another way to save you I would have. I'm sorry, but I couldn't let you die, I just couldn't,"
She stared, only stared, her mouth unable to form any coherent thoughts, though many were running through her head. She was a vampire. Oh Glob she was a vampire now. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around the concept. She was immortal? She would live forever and never grow older…
She would stay the same while all her friends grew older and died. Cake, Flame Princess, LSP, Lord Monocromicorn, and everyone else she had come to care about in Aaa. She would lose Cake most of all. Cake was not only her best friend, but also her sister. She had grown up with her practically from birth.
Without realizing it, Fionna had begun to cry.
"I'm sorry," Marshall murmured.
"Why do I hurt?" She muttered miserably. Marshall's eye's flashed with sympathy.
"You're thirsty,"
"Already?"
"Since you're new to this, you will need to feed more often. Your body is still kind of transitioning," he explained, feeling his own hunger still throbbing.
"I don't want to hurt anyone. How could you do this to me?" She demanded.
"I couldn't let you die, I already told you that,"
"Why not? Why couldn't you just let me die? I was trying to help you, I knew the risk, and you knew how I felt about the whole vampire thing. How could you do this to me?!" She screamed. She threw a punch at his jaw, landing a good hit. He winced but made no attempt to stop her. In a way, he knew he deserved every injury she would probably inflict. Her second punch was to his eye. If it weren't for the fact that he healed faster than a normal person, he would have been concerned about a black eye.
"I hate you! How could- Dammit I hate you! I… I…" But that was all she managed to choke out before the force behind her punches lessened to nothing but her fists desperately clinging to his dirt-ridden shirt. Her knees gave out and she fell to the ground, sobbing heavily.
At first Marshall did not know what to do. Fionna was strong, she had also been a warrior in his eyes, which meant he was not used to seeing this vulnerable side to her. Even on the verge of death she had been able to make witty quips and strong retorts to his comments. Now, however, she was broken.
"Fionna," he breathed softly, crouching down beside her, ignoring the pain of his thirst as it still dully burned through him. "Fionna I'm so sorry,"
"I-I can't watch everyone die. I can't hurt people," she managed to choke between cries.
He said nothing, only simply wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Her body shook under his, her palms pressed against his chest as her fingers clenched the fabric there. Finally her sobs drained away to small gasping hiccups.
"I… It burns," she moaned.
"Come on, we have to get you out of here, it's nighttime right?"
"I'm not an idiot, of course its nighttime," she snapped. He held up his hands defensively.
"Alright, okay, let's take care of your thirst, then mine, and then we'll figure out where to go from there okay?" He suggested softly. She nodded, the increasing pain making coherent thoughts rare. She knew that she wouldn't be able to think clearly until she took care of the eminent problem: Her thirst.
Marshall and Fionna, both weak, made their way out of the dungeon and into the crisp night air. A gust of wind greedily tugged at their clothes, but Fionna did not feel the cold she knew should have come with it. The chilly night air had no effect on her no longer human skin.
"Why can't I feel the wind?" She asked in a hushed tone.
"I don't know, I can't feel it either," he shrugged.
"Am I," she gulped, "Am I dead?"
"No, not dead, I think we are somewhere in between. Our hearts still beat, we can still bleed, we need nourishment, and we can die. We can heal faster, turn into bats, fly, live forever, and a unless a sword pierces our hearts, or our head is removed, we will not die. I don't really know what we are, but we aren't dead," Marshall explained with a small shake of his head. Her next words were so quiet that even his acute hearing could pick up on them. However, he thought he heard something like: "I wish I was."
Just to clear up a bit of confusion, the way I have written this story is to stick to the Adventure Time setting, but not necessarily the feel of it. I kept the places, people, and things. However, the way they talk and such is going to be a bit different. I wanted them to seem a bit more real.
Also, yes, for the millionth time, some of the characters are not gender swapped. I did that because I wanted to.
Anyway, aside from those few things, thank you for reading this so far! The reviews are way too kind that I sometimes have a hard time believing you actually mean it. Please keep up with the reviewing, it makes me super happy to read them! Plus, keeps me motivated to stay with the story.
Thanks for reading!
