I decided to update sooner because I'm already working on my next fiolee fic, which is an AU by the way, and I want this over and done with. It's full of a lot of drama bombs guys and I'm anxious to hear what you guys have to say about it!

This one has a bunch of cut section things and terrible editing skills, so enjoy.

Chapter 25

"Harold! Ready the catapults! Get those weapons out here soldier!" ordered the General. William was gathering the men, whom decided that for this battle they would fight with no weapons for their king unless stated otherwise.

"What are you saying here, Carter? With weapons we can win the war within days! Those retched demons would not know what hit them!" responded William. The lean Royal Solider, John Carter, had spoken up for the rest of the men.

"General, we are fighting for our kings life. And using those weapons just wastes the time we could be using to destroy and mangle those beasts. We are strong, we can rip them apart limb by limb with one pull. Why leave our strength and abilities on the side like that? When we both know that this is a better way. We'll win the war in days because they will scream in defeat! They will lose men, and to stop a home invasion by us they will wave the white flag. Don't you see man? Nothing can go against us except for ourselves!" Carter was right, the demons have no match against the vampires. They are just too strong.

The general stayed silent for a couple seconds with thoughts running through his mind. His boys can do this, our abilities leave us invincible. He cleared his throat. "We will need men to stay at the castle, armed and ready if someone slips through the battlefield. And you each will carry a sword with you whether you agree with it or not. Do you have me clear, soldier?" was all he said. And the young soldier understood, he grinned and shook his generals hand before turning around to face the men standing behind him. "For our King!"

The entire room was full of cheering soldiers.

Some of the men stayed put, outside of the castle grounds and on the top of the castle in different locations. There were catapults and huge guns placed there to stop any enemy close to it. The rest of the men were gathered with William, along these men were husbands who chose to fight for their king amongst the Royal Army. James had to make some extra body armor for these men by behalf of the king. Though they were not the uniforms the army wore, they were pretty close.

The Royal Army consisted of two generations of vampires. The older generation, who thought traditional ways would be much better for this battle. And the new, younger generation. Marshall's generation, who weren't very traditional and liked to play with obstacles as they came to them. They were the ones who persuaded the oldest that fighting with no arms was the way to go for their ruler, and with much thought they agreed.

"I'm going with you!" Fionna yelled in disagreement to the vampire king. He was standing on his two feet glaring down at her. Fight? He didn't want her anywhere near the fight! No matter how strong she is she could get hurt, he doesn't want her to die. Especially here. "Fionna, no. I'm not allowing you to do it! I know what I said before, about letting you come fight along. Now I'm not too sure, I'm here to protect you. I promised, to you, Cake and myself!" he argued back. She was going to say something in return but he gave her a quick kiss on the lips before walking out of the golden doors. He stopped abruptly, his left arm holding the open door. "You're staying here with James and that's an order."

The door closed with a loud slam.

Marshall Lee the Vampire King knew this wasn't going too be a long war, hell he knew it wasn't going to last a week. From what he can remember, all those creatures use to fight are lame weapons and their strength isn't much, they're just annoying weak creatures with nothing better to do. He's actually hoping that they still are that way.

Most of those demons weren't coming back, and the ones who did were going back with injuries. The Nightosphere doesn't have much to show for it. There are some demons out there who are very evil, show no mercy in whatever they do. Then there are the rest of them, those joke demons who settle in the Nightosphere because there's no where left to go. They're stupid and weak and just a joke, how his mother deals with them everyday he doesn't know. Maybe they're the reason why she makes so much chaos, because if they aren't who will?

Marshall warned his mother before hand that the population will drop after this, and she agreed. Though she was pretty happy about it, because now more will come and she's hoping they're the evil, chaotic kind.

For this fight, he didn't really care much about himself. It was everybody else he needed alive, and usually he never gives a damn about anything. But he's King, and his world is in a critical state, he has to show that he cares or his title could be taken from him in vote by the council. He didn't want that, and deep down he didn't want anything to happen to his people.

Marshall Lee turned down the armor James laid out for him, he's going to fight in his normal attire. Plaid shirt, ripped jeans and sneakers, his hair will be a black mess and his sleeves folded up before his elbows. If he's going to fight he's going to fight comfortable and there's no stopping that.

'I didn't come all this way to be held inside the castle! I can't let him fight all alone! What if he doesn't come back? What if he dies and nobody tells me and I'm sent home all alone?! He can't do this to me! No, no, no, no- ' "No!" Fionna screamed into the pillow she's been calling hers for months. Standing up from her bed, she picked up her crystal sword from the wall and placed it behind her. She looked out from the window and saw that Marshall and the soldiers were already on their way out. She had to hurry if she wanted to catch up.

'James is helping Jade round up the families upstairs, and everybody else is busy. Nobody will know I'm gone until I'm out of here.'

Fionna opened the door and as she expected the coast was clear. Though the Guards are blocking all the entrances, two inside and two outside each door. How is she getting out?

She swiftly moved from hallway to hallway, trying to see if there's any door left unguarded. She was growing angry, how is she going to get out? The air vent beside her gave her an idea, and quickly but quietly she opened it, crawled in and then popped it back into it's place.

The vent was dark, and each place she went to was a dead end. Each twist and turn she ended up face to face with a fan. Aggravated, she kept on moving. Knowing soon she will find the exit. She turned right, meeting another fan, and then went back out. 'If I came from here', she pointed at to the left,'and came back out from here', she pointed behind her. 'Then it's either left or in front!' She crawled to the vent to the right of her and grew wide eyed, screamed silently then quickly crawled out. She went towards the last vent, where she saw a glowing red through the holes. The exit. But before she could leave she had to deal with the giant spider she encountered in the last vent, it had followed her here. "Heeyah!" she quietly screamed, stabbing the huge black spider in the middle. It's green, gooey guts splattering out, drizzling her in it. The spider yelled out in a high pitched screech before withering down into a lifeless insect.

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"Did you hear that?" a guard asked the man standing next to him. They were guarding one of the doors from the inside. The other man spoke out, "Naw I didn't hear anything."

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Fionna smirked, she turned around and kicked out the vent, jumped out of the small getaway and put it back in it's place. Leaving no trace behind. "I'm at the back of the castle." she told herself. "And they were going towards the left." she stopped in thought silently, checking to see if she was right. She nodded her head and grinned, "So to the left I go!"

She was slightly covered in spider guts but paid no mind to it, she's been dosed in worse things. She stretched her limbs, and then ran towards the direction she saw the group of men heading too.

"We're going to need you all to stay inside. Don't let your children wander out, and if you request anything our maids are here to serve you." Jade told the families. She was going to each floor with James, explaining to the families why they needed to stay here. "There's a war going on, and we don't want to risk any of your lives. By the Kings orders you are to stay inside the castle where it is safer here than out there. Nobody can enter, and nobody can leave. Stay in your rooms, we will take care of you until all of this is over." she breathed in some unnecessary air before looking at each family and nodding her head. "Don't worry, you're safer in here than out there."

She walked out of the hallway door and began to walk her way up to the next one, repeating what she has been saying for the last time. Right now everybody had duties to attend to, trying to make peace is over. The enemy has invaded the kingdom and there is no way to back out. She's just hoping things settle down quickly.

She shook her head, and headed back downstairs. Marshall told her and James to watch over Fionna while he was gone. And if anything happens, to keep it from her until they can't any longer. She sighed quietly, and trudged down the steps until hearing the echoed yells from James. "Jade!" was all that was heard in the stairwell, he sounded frantic and worried. She noticed this and ran down the steps to meet him halfway, a concerned expression was plastered on her face. "James, what's wrong? What's going on?"

"Fionna's not in her room."

Marshall Lee stood yards away from the leader of the rebel demons, he stood smirking at the red, scaly demon who in return shot a glare at the vampire demon boy. "You know," Marshall let out, "You're not getting out alive." his smirk changed into a evil grin with his fangs sticking out. "Your army isn't strong enough against my army of vampires." he then looked at his finger nails as a way to provoke the demon. He was having too much fun with this.

The red, scaly demon spoke out, it's deep voice booming loudly. "I will have order in the Nightosphere! If your mother isn't seeing to it, than I am. You aren't worthy enough to call yourself a demon, just because your mother is one. And now, you're also half vampire who, before, was half human. How disgusting you are." he spit at the teen, but he quickly dodged it. "Have you looked in a mirror lately?" was all Marshall said back. The demon roared in agitation, puffs of smoke aired out from his nostrils. He took out his sword and pointed it to Marshall's neck, it's point inches from his neck. "I will have your head on my sword!" the demon yelled, and Marshall moved the point away from his neck with his finger. 'Wow I underestimated these clowns Ehh, they still wont win.'

"Damieenn, baby!" the teen said, "Not before my army does it first." he smirked and walked away from the angered demon. He looked at Will, and gave him a nod. He then turned back to the demons, there sure were a lot of them but it's no match. Marshall Lee kept his gaze on the leader, who was also looking at him. "Give 'em what they want." Marshall said to Will, and Will looked at his men. "For the King!"

All hell broke loose.

"What do you mean she's not in her room?! Where the hell could she have gone?!" Jade yelled frantic. She was running around the girls room, seeing that maybe James was wrong and she was just hiding somewhere. But then she stopped, and turned to James wide eyed. He raised his eyebrow before finally understanding.

"She left to fight.." Jade said softly. And almost lost her balance. A human, fighting in a war between demons and vampires. This can't be true. "Marshall's going to kill us."

James sighed, "Well if she's as strong and fearless as she says she is. Then maybe we don't need to worry about her that much." he was trying to believe it.

"I hope you're right."

We knew Fionna wasn't going to listen to Marshall, she cares too much and likes a good fight. BUT we'll see what happens, ;) *laughs manically*

Chelsie the Vampire Adventurer - Yep! He got a taste of his own medicne!

The Nephilim King Michael - Oh, sorry Mr. 2000 year old King lol. I know right? The fluff was too real in that chapter haha! And yes, the war has started- "THIS. IS. SPARTA!"

MewluvZimFlippy1 - Yay I'm so happy you did! Haha, yes they were ;3 Oooof, the drama bombs coming up guys, oh my glob!

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