The sound of water dripping from the pipes is the only thing that came to Kyle's ears. He sat in a chair in the basement in front of Fionna's cell. She'd given up her protest five days ago and wouldn't speak. Marshall Lee told them that he'd personally rather have her dead than watch her like this: emotionless. They'd bring her a cup of candy bagged blood every day but that was all she'd get out of them.

Kyle jumps as Marshall Lee appears by his side.

"You seriously need to stop doing that." Kyle says. "Usually I'd catch you but I'm just not feeling it."

"Same." Marshall Lee looks over at Fionna through the window of her cell. He stares for a few seconds and Kyle couldn't help but notice sadness wash over his eyes. Marshall Lee looks back at his friend and held up a cup of blood. "I got it from here. It's my turn."

"Alright." Kyle says getting up. "Hold it down man."

Marshall Lee nods and waits til Kyle leaves before he opens the cellar door and walks slowly into Fionna's cell. This was his daily routine. Every morning he'd bring her breakfast and try to get her to speak. The way he saw it, it was the first step to getting her to Emotion High.

She sat on the ground on her knees which were cut up and blood from struggling against the concrete. Her fists and wrists were in the same shape.

"Mornin' sunshine." Marshall Lee said with a smirk that usually made Fionna's hormone stir. "Brought you breakfast."

"Let me guess, four oz of candy blood?" She mutters in a scratchy voice.

"Don't be like that, Fi." Marshall Lee says. Glad that she finally said something.

"Or wait." She stands to her feet. "Maybe it's goblin blood. That cheap shit Gumball tried to give me yesterday."

"He said he was sorry." Marshall Lee says stepping towards her and holding the cup out to her. "Now take the damn thing."

"No, I got it! Maybe it's your backwash. Maybe you drain the color of a apple and spit back into this," she knocked the cup out of his hand."shitty ass cup that always gives me a shitty amount of blood." She laughed bitterly. "If this is your way to try to get me to listen to you and Emotion High, it's not working. That good little girl is gone Mar Mar. Maybe you can set up an audition to find a new one."

"Hey!" Marshall Lee gripped her shoulders tightly and revealed his demon eyes. "I don't know who the hell you are anymore, but get something straight." He leaned into her face. His breath tickling her top lip. "I love you. When I was in here, they didn't feed me squat! Just the color red! Not just that, but it was in the same shitty ass cup! I'm doing you a favor and actually feeding you blood. At least show some gratitude and stop complaining!" He let go of her arms and took a deep breath. He started to walk away.

"Where do you think you're going?" Fionna questioned.

"I think, that I'm going back upstairs. I need a shower."

"What about me? Aren't you gonna bring me something to eat?"

Marshall Lee stopped and turned towards her. "You threw that chance away when you knocked your breakfast out of my hand."

Fionna didn't say anything else as he walked out of the dungeon. She fell back onto her knees and looked straight forward at the metal bars in front of her.

She was running through the the field of flowers. The wind in her blond hair. Flowing behind her like ribbons dancing with the wind. Her eyes were twinkling in happiness as she came upon the same apple tree from before. She fell upon the flowery ground and breathed in the spring air. True happiness was playing on her face.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Fionna jumped at the deep and sultry voice of Marshall Lee. His voice was like a song to her that she never got tired of.

Wait...

"Where am I?" She asked. She felt different. Her skin was full of life and she could actually feel butterflies and happiness.

"I think you know." Was all he said. Something seemed different.

She knew. This place was sacred and personal. This place was only accessible to herself.

"We're in my head, aren't we?" He nodded. "How did you-"

"Its another perk to my vampire/demon hybrid thing." He said looking straightforward. They laid side by side on the ground.

"How can I feel? I turned-"

"Emotion Down Fionna doesn't exist here. You're you if you were human right now." He explained.

"I'm human?"

"Only here you are." He turned his head to face her. "And so am I."

Fionna finally noticed the peachy tint to his skin and the brightness of his kaleidoscope eyes. He was human. He wore a white v-neck. A color she'd never seen on him.

She'd never seen him like this. So full of life and human. Never before has she seen the vulnerable side of Marshall Lee the Vampire King.

"I like you like this." She said stroking his face. He smiled back at her as he looked at her with wonder. His lips finally met hers in a beautiful embrace as she ran her hands through his hair and he sat them both up on the ground. He attacked her lips hungrily and his tongue explored her mouth. She returned his love with the same amount of enthusiasm. He picked her up and pushed her against the tree. She jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck to hold on. He kissed along her jaw line and her neck. She moaned in delight and the next thing she knew she was laying on a bed with him on top of her.

"How did we get here?" She spoke against his lips.

"Your mind wanted us here, so we are." He breathed. He slipped off her white dress and bra along with her panties with ease. She did the same with his shirt and cargo shorts and his boxers.

They clashed again in a more urgent way. He rolled her breast in his hand as she continued to kiss him. She felt his shaft rub against her inner thigh and her emotions began to stir. He was asking for her permission. Such a gentleman. Something she wouldn't expect from him.

"Do it." Was all she said and felt sparks of pleasure sore through her as he slid into her. Never had she felt such pleasure in her seventeen years of living. He rocked against her and she met his smooth pace with less enthusiasm.

"Marshall..." she knew he was teasing her. She hated it. "Please..."

He knew what she wanted, and he was sure to deliver. He sped up and this cause Fionna to groan and grip his wrists that were pressed up beside her head. She bit her bottom lip as he slid in deeper. The pleasure from before soared through her and she let out a moan. It ripped through her and as he pulled away, he leaned in and placed his mouth on her neck.

Then he bit her with his fangs.

Pain shot through her as she felt the firm suckle of his lips of her neck and his fangs burying deeper. She furrowed her eyes in confusion and shrieked in pain. He pulled away and looked into her confused eyes.

"It hurts doesn't it?" He licked his lips and fangs covered in her blood. "To be hurt and lied to. To be forced to give someone something unwillingly?"

"I thought you were human?" She whimpered.

"I was." He whispered. "But then I flipped the script and skipped back to reality. Where I am a vampire and you're a mere human."

"Marshall Lee no I'm..." She furrowed her brows and widened her eyes in fear. "I'm a vampire too."

"You're whoever I want you to be!" He roared. "You have no control. It's up to me."

"Stop it!" She shouted it trying to push him off of her. "Get off of me!"

"And I'll take what I want from you whenever I want to!" He shouted and lunged for her throat all over again ignoring her cries and pleas.

Fionna sat up on the hard concrete taking in deep breaths. She was covered in sweat and her eyes were widened in fear. She turned her head to see Marshall Lee leaning casually against the wall inside her cell with his arms folded across his chest.

"Didn't like it, did you?" He said.

"You bastard." She hissed through clenched teeth turning her head away.

"Being taken over and forced to give up your blood?" Horrible, wasn't it?" He said taking a step towards her.

"You were inside my head. I didn't do that to any of my victims."

"You used fear and force, that's close to it. Did you think they wanted to be eaten? Did that even cross your mind? The possibility that these innocent civilians didn't want to die?"

"Don't you think it did, Marshall!?" She shouted standing to her feet. "I turned it all off because if it! I hated the guilt so I Emotion Downed to end it all without any remorse!"

"You have to be stronger, Fi. The pain of guilt and loss it in the job description of being a vampire."

"So is killing people." She muttered.

"Yea, but to a certain extent." He walked towards her and placed a hand on her cheek. A tear drop slid down it and he wiped it away softly. "Fionna, you have to do what a heroine would do. She would Emotion High and trudge through the pain and suffering. She would find any way possible to try to resist the killing and preserve more lives." He touched his nose against hers. The life was beginning to return to her eyes. "That's what you would do. The old Fionna that I fell in love with. I love you so much that I'm trying to bring that girl back. This Emotion Down Fionna thing kind of sucks." She looked into his eyes and let the colors succumb her. "And that is why you need to Emotion High. Don't be like me. I was a coward and fought the authority and truth. Do me a favor and cut ties with emotionless you. I want my bunny girl back." He smiled and suddenly all over her emotions washed over her. She felt the brightness and lie return to her along with the weight of murdering innocent people. She felt more tears cascade down her soft skin and wrapped her and around him. He rubbed her back in a soothing and comforting way. She shook as she sobbed into his shirt.

"I'm so sorry." She sobbed. "It hurt too bad. After each and every kill I felt the ball in my heart expand with guilt. I didn't want to feel that pain!"

"Sh sh shhh." He soothed. "It's alright. Every vampire goes through this." He reassured.

"Really?"

"Yeah, and you did better than any vampire I've met in this situation."

"You aren't just saying that are you?"

"Me? Why I'd never!" He said in an old lady British accent. This earned a punch from Fionna. "Ow! Hey." They both laughed as he undid her chains. Afterward, he stood stroking her face with a genuine smile.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too.