Marshall's POV

I hadn't been home in a while because my father had sent me to do a job for the family business. It was horrific work but it was my only job that i had to fulfil to become stronger and better at things like my father.

When i got it i expected my mother to be screaming at Marceline but instead, i found her and my dad whispering hurriedly to each over.

I chose not to partake in their conversation and sat down at the island where my food was, waiting for me to devour it.

"Marshall. Its time." I looked up to see my father holding a silver pendant with a blue gemstone in the middle. I took it off him and had a closer look at the words inscribed on the metal.

The Vampyre that holds up will be the one to bring everyone down.

Grinning i followed my parents down into the coolness of the cellar where i put the necklace on.

"get in the circle Marshall." I nodded and sat down, crossed legged in the middle of the large red circle. I could just about make out the words surrounding it but chose not to interfere with anything in case something went wrong.

Then, my parents began chanting something. over and over they whispered the same words, gradually getting louder as they went.

"Take one drop of our blood and make it an ocean." They took out small needles and both pricked themselves with it, letting their blood drop into the bowl before me. I watched in awe as the two drops grew larger into a thick black liquid which filled the entire thing.

"Let us drink from each over and feel our strength pour into one." They both knelt down and took a small sip from the bowl before handing it me. It tasted vile yet i still swallowed it.

"Let them be our master and our king. Let them rule the depths of hell." Everything began to get knocked over by the small wind which had formed as my father took my mothers hand in his. "Either allow us to feed or deny us life on earth."

Their eyes began to glow a bright red as they lifted their hands up into the air.

"Let it be a permanent role in life for the child of family Abadeer!" The wind began to get stronger and i began to stand up, knowing what i had to do. Then it happened, after many failed attempts it happened!

The other. It shouted in my head, giving me a headache.The one you drove out of your home! The one whose stronger than HIM! The eldest...Bring me Marceline...Marceline Abadeer...

Marceline's POV

I had finally gotten away from bonnibel, telling her that i was going to Simon's. she had told me that she would call him in an hour. What was she going to do when she called and she wasn't there?

I heard a slurred voice coming from one of the footpaths.

"C'moon baaaby, i-i only waana snoog." I turned and saw a woman trying to shove away a drunken man.

"I don't even know you!" She yelled, pushing him to the floor. I pulled my hood up and walked towards them. The woman looked up at me and ran off.

Kill him.

My eyes stung for a split second before the man noticed me and got up.

"Y-Your eeyes are reed."

He knows too much, Kill him.

I pushed him against the wall and snarled, my fingers tightening on his shoulders.

Do it.

I took my knife out of my pocket and pressed it softly against his neck. Then i realized what i was about to do and shook the thought out of my head.

Why would i kill him?

He was going to rape that woman, would you really let that happen? the voice almost sounded as if it was...teasing me.

It's not of my damn business.

It could be.

I should phone the police.

the police are after you.

I took the knife away from his throat and took a step back.

I heard the smallest of growls come from him before something in my head snapped. Something about this guy is...bad news...and it definitely wasn't the alcohol.

You waited too long.

I watched in horror as the mans jaw stretched open, revealing a large set of sharp teeth. Another growl came from the man as he snapped his mouth closed. I heard a sickening stretch of skin and allowed myself to look down at his hands. His nails were growing longer and his fingers looked as if they were joining together.

Told you...

I once again pinned the...thing against the wall and put the tip of the knife against his neck.

If you don't kill him, he's going to kill you...

I did it. I ripped through his throat like it was butter and turned away, not wanting to see the corpse.

Something grabbed my ankle and i let out a shaky breath.

You thought it was easy?

What is that thing?

Something that needs to be killed!

Yes, but WHAT is it?

Your prey...

I turned around and kicked the first thing that i could. My foot impacted on the mans chest and sent him rolling a few feet across the ground, the blood from his throat spreading across the concrete.

Now, let me see...it usually takes something like you five stabs with your hands alone but seeing as you have a knife...it should take two.

Something like me?

Just kill it.

It?

KILL IT!

An overwhelming amount of anger filled my head as i took the knife and cut it right through his face. I could have vomited right then and there when i saw the man try and close his mouth.

Come on! One last stab to the chest should do it!

I did as the voice said and brought the blood drenched knife up. The amount of sheer force i put on the knife was utterly outstanding as i watched it sink into the man's torso. The creature let out a gurgle before finally going limp on the ground.

...They're coming for you.

Who?

Everyone...there's a camera up on the wall and you just killed..that. Your going to have to eat up and leave before they arrive.

Eat?

Yes eat, you don't think you can kill your prey and leave it for everyone else do you?

I think...I've lost my appetite..

I finally vomited over the dead body and began to run away. there was one thought that went through my head as i did.

What the fuck did i just do?