Marceline

Long after Both Finn and Ash had left, Marceline still stared at the blank space that was her room and at the crack left on her wall from the earlier proceedings. The thing with Ash had been going on for a while, about four or five months into her relationship with Finn when he had approached her, while she hated him and still did, it was her loneliness when Finn was away on his quests that had driven her to go back to him. Together they had done nothing but meet and have sex for a couple hours before Ash would leave, only to come back the next time Finn would go on another quest, while at first Marceline had been fearful and took special precautions to make sure Finn wouldn't catch them, after Finn had set off on his latest quest she had become careless and was inviting Ash over almost every week. She loved Finn, she had no doubt about that and she really had wanted to continue their relationship and see it grow and blossom into something that could have been more, the only problem for her had been that Finn didn't want to have sex before marriage and this irritated Marceline, even though she understood where Finn was coming from and that to him, tier 16 was very... important, Marceline was becoming more and more sexually frustrated. Having lost her virginity many, many years ago, Marceline was... very experienced in this aspect of relationships, having been with a lot of different guys in her thousand odd years.

This was when she noticed Finn's bag lying in the centre of the floor and as she went to pick it up she tripped off of the end of her bed and fell face first into the bag, knocking it over and spilling its contents everywhere. After standing up, muttering some obscene words under her breath and rubbing her nose, which had taken most of the impact, she saw it. Laying half out of the bag was the bottom half of something, someone... she hadn't seen in a long time, someone that had once been very dear to her. When she pulled the rest of it out of the bag, there in her hands, was Hambo, with a red ribbon tied round his neck and the words Marceline stitched into its red folds. Her eyes welled up again as she realised what Finn's quest had really been for, not to mention it made her feel guilty as all hell. After completely bawling her eyes out for a good twenty minutes, a twenty minutes that had felt longer than the entire time she'd spent as a vampire, Marceline began to finally start clearing away Finn's things. A crystal cell, to communicate back to his clients when on quests, a bottle of Cyclops tears, Finn's old bear hat, just seeing this had brought tears to Marceline's eyes, but she fought them back down telling herself that she needed to be strong, she could take this to him and try to explain, hoping something of their relationship was salvageable. After sorting a bunch of miscellaneous items and 'nick nacks' Finn kept in his bag with him, she came across a small box, big enough to fit in her palm, it was hard but it was lined with what had seemed like a blue felt. Marceline had instantly known what it was. She prayed. Prayed to Gob, Grod, Glob and Grob that it wasn't what she thought it was as she slowly lifted the lid of the box separating the box into two halves, revealing a red, silk lined interior with a single object embedded into the middle of the cushion planted in the bottom half of the box. A ring. A beautiful ring. It was made of obsidian so the metal itself was jet black, yet it gleamed in the light, it had ruby red, rectangular almost Greek style patterns around the edges leading to the top of the ring where a fire red opal had been set into a crusted bed of diamonds, seeming as if the stone itself had captured the sunset inside it, what made it all the more amazing was the fact that it filled Marceline with a sense of warming nostalgia, of days when she was much younger and enjoyed long days in the sun running and playing, but always had she adored and admired the sunset, the bright joyful oranges paired with the deep enticing reds that the shadows would darken filled her with a sense of awe. What had transfixed her most was that when she put the ring on, which fitted perfectly, inside the stone, at first glance, it would seem like there are orange stars moving around inside the amazing gem, but on a closer look she found that the orange stars were moving into letters! Marceline watched on to see what it would say.

I...L...O...V...E...Y...O...U.

Finn

After leaving Marceline's cave, now only a place of sadness and rage, Finn walked. And walked. And walked. He could find nowhere in the entirety of OOO that he could sit and be at peace, either he'd already been there with Marceline or there were other couples at his secret spots and after each taken spot Finn passed he was becoming more and more irked. Finally Finn had given up on trying to be alone, what he needed was a break, a trip to take his mind off things and help him leave the world of love for the final time. He was rummaging through his thing picking out the bare essentials that he would need for his trip and he was about half way done before he realised that he'd accidentally left his bag back at Marceline's place, Finn mentally sighed at what he'd done, and then literally sighed when he remembered what was in his bag. Finn was about to go get his bag when he decided against it, he did not want to have to face Marceline after what had just happened, in the end Finn resolved not to take anything with him, whether this was because of not wanting to get his bag or just because he wanted a fresh start he did not know, but that is what he did. While Finn had long ago stopped wearing his trademark bear hat he still did not change the basic style of what he wore, a blue tee and some darker blue shorts, Finn had however swapped his old boots for some new, proper walking boots that allowed him to be comfortable wherever he was, be it tundra or mountain, so Finn's first port of call before going on his trip was to get a new outfit that would not give him away so easily, however instead of going to any old clothes shop he decided to mooch around various kingdoms in search of something lightweight but practical, some armour.

After a very long search Finn had come across a piece that he liked, it was mainly made from a dark leather but it had two shoulder plates in the shape of a W which then became metal plates that me their way down the arms until beyond the elbow is a gauntlet with especially sharp fingers, on the upper chest of the piece, is a piece of metal that act as a neck guard but also allows for the use to look in every direction, this is connected to a fur pelt that circles over the shoulders back round to the other side where it connects back up to the chest piece, this fur can also act as a hood should he ever need to cover his identity. The piece had a rather belt going right the way round the hips with a single pouch for storing small items like maps and such, the belt also had an equally large buckle. The dark trousers of the piece were nothing special aside from the knee guards made of the same metal that the arms were, this was then accompanied by another two just as spiky pieces of this same armour to go on the shins of the boots he was already wearing, he had decided not to change those because he really did like them. ( the armour is Hawke's mage champion armour from dragon age two just with the arms armour on both sides and with his own boots) so seeing the armour that he liked he went up to the counter and bought the armour from the travelling merchant selling it, a shifty looking fellow who was hunched over concealed by a cloak. Finn then went to a weapons stall he'd seen a while back. It was dark and dusty and a lot of the weapons in there seemed like complete garbage, however after rummaging through a chest at the back of the store Finn had found something that he liked the look of.

after having gotten a whole new look, Finn decided he would get his summon able sword appraised by a mage, so he headed to wizard city, Finn had often been to wizard city before when he was going through his transformation stage and was seeking new knowledge and was pretty close to the grand master wizard as they would often talk or just greet each other as he was passing through. So as Finn was walking around in the street he kept a look out until he found a sign saying 'Hazel's Appraisals' and wandered into the store, the first thing he noticed was the stench, it smelled like... well actually he didn't know what it smelt like, but it wasn't good. As Finn reached the counter a busty blue skinned lady popped up on the other side out of nowhere but it was soon pretty clear to Finn where the smell was coming from. When the woman asked what it was that he was there for, he summoned again the same sword he was going to use on Ash, a seal of bright white with an odd pattern appeared on the back of Finn's hand as it always did before the sword appeared in an airy, wispy, almost ethereal form before Finn reached out for the handle the blade materializing at his touch, the woman whistled and asked him where he'd gotten the sword, when he replied that he'd acquired it from an old man at the end of a particularly hard dungeon, she had looked sceptical but asked no questions, it was true though, Finn recalled of how close to death he came in that dungeon when the dungeon boss had thrown him across the room, breaking his left foot which took almost two months to heal. The woman snapping her fingers in front of Finn's face brought him back to the real world, she told him that this was one of four legendary swords said to be used by great kings and warriors since before the great mushroom war. This time it was Finn's turn to look sceptical. He'd done a great deal of learning about history and magical artefacts and remembered something vaguely similar but nothing close to what she had just told him, however Finn had returned the courtesy she had shown him and not asked any questions besides asking "is it powerful?" to which she answered with "have you used it yet?" which told Finn all he needed to know, he had used it, it was definitely powerful. And this takes us to where Finn is now.

It is night and the moon is shining down from the star freckled sky, a hooded figure is running through a small fishing village that supplies a lot of OOO's fish market, the figure keeps running and running all the way down to the pier where most of the boats are docked. The hooded figure weaves his way along the pier to find his vessel, The Hero's Pride, a fairly average boat that could make a long journey if pushed, which is exactly what he was going to do. Climbing aboard the boat the figure opens a hidden compartment on the bow of the boat revealing months worth of long duration foods. As the final preparations are made for their departure, the anchor is brought up, the rails untied from the docks, a rogue gust of wind blows through the village, whipping through the streets rattling the doors of the old wooden houses, as if controlled by an unseen force, taking the figure by surprise and knocking down his hood, revealing none other than OOO's champion, Finn the Human. He was getting ready to leave OOO, not to return, for a long, long time.