The afternoon went by quickly for Marshall. Before he knew it, his classes were over at exactly 4 pm. He exited the school building after and went straight to the school gate where he accidentally bumped in to Fionna on the way, making her fall back.
"Oh!...Sorry 'bout that." Marshall said. scratching the back of his head.
"You know, you should really look where you're going." Said the blonde on the ground. She looked up to see who she bumped and was a little shock knowing who it was. She sat there and stared at him.
"You really should get up know. People are looking at us for a very short while now." Marshall stated, giving her a hand.
Fionna looked around and saw some students looking at them then she blushed at the thought. She stood up quickly, ignoring Marshall's help and acted like nothing happen. Marshall could only stare dumbly at the sight.
Both stood there in silence for a good 12 seconds until Marshall spoke and broke the silence.
"Fionna? Right?" Marshall asked the blonde.
"Yeah." She replied.
"Well, since you're the Finn's sister. You must be going to their apartment." Marshall said.
"Yeah. I was supposed to wait for them but they also said that if they ran late, I could go on my own. They even gave me the key." The Fionna explained, showing the key and putting it back.
"Then let's go. I just live a few blocks from your place. I'll show you where it is." Marshall said, leading the way.
"Okay. Wait up." She was happy somehow, going home for the first time with one of Finn and Jake's friend.
As they were walking by the sidewalk, they engaged in to a small conversation about small stuff like about school, why was it called ooo or why is their too much candy, same old questions...until.
"Why are you carrying a guitar?" Fionna asked out of the blue.
Marshall then thought about it, looking up.
"I just like to carry it." Marshall decided to say, while shrugging it off.
"Come on, I know you have a reason." Fionna pleaded looking at him.
"I'm guessing you're not gonna stop until I tell you."
"No."
*Sigh* "Okay. I carry it around 'cause it's not mine."
Fionna got confused with the answer she got.
"What do you mean, it's not yours?"
"It means it's not mine."
"I know but whose is it, exactly?"
"It's really not mine, that's for sure."
"You're gonna keep saying "It's not mine", aren't you?"
"Depends, do you wanna know?" Marshall put on a smile turning to face her.
"The moments gone, dude. Haha but maybe next time." Fionna giggled a little.
"Anytime." Marshall said happily. The talk made the walk a quick one as they were nearing close to Marshall's house. "Looks like were here. This is my-.." Marshall stopped mid-sentence, confusing Fionna. He noticed something was off in the vicinity.
"What's wrong, Marshall?" Fionna asked, now concern at how Marshall was looking around area.
It was quiet for a good short while until there was a sound of glass being broken at the backyard of Marshall's house. He quickly moved, followed by Fionna who heard it as well and accompany him, towards the source of the sound. When Marshall made it, he saw that it was one of Donny's goons tripping to Donny just over the fence.
"That son of a bi-"
Marshall was cut-off when he saw a blonde girl ran pass him and jumped over the first fence. She ran after the guy that came from the house. That guy saw she was coming and hurriedly climbed over the fence with an unnaturally scared face. Who knew that Fionna could chase like a parkour amateur and at the same time like a wild horse. Marshall gaze at the sight of a girl, namely Fionna, Racing towards the thief that stole something that wasn't even hers.
"Hurry!" Donny yelled.
The guy made it over the fence but got jumped by Fionna. Marshall watched in awe but he shook his heaed getting out of the trance and decided to take action as well...But he disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Please don't hurt me!" Screamed that sissy guy who got tackled by Fionna.
"What a sissy." Fionna said to the guys face, who was scared as shit at her.
Fionna stood up letting go of that 'guy'. He ran away to the direction where Donny went a while ago. Fionna watched as he scurried off to somewhere, after that, she found something on the ground that caught her attention. It was a picture.
Donny and the guy he ordered around were running away and reached an alley not to far from Marshall's backyard. They rested there after knowing no one was chasing them. But someone suddenly appeared in front of them carrying behind him a guitar. It was Marshall.
"You guys sure got the guts to pull off that sort of dangerous act." He was smiling and leaning on the wall now and Donny and his guy sure got frightened as they never even saw him there before they even reach the place.
"L-L-Look, dude. We don't w-want any trouble. Just let us go." Donny stammered,sweating in nervousness, remembering what happened last time.
"Oh. You don't want any trouble? Then you should have thought about what you did back there. What did you get from my house?" Marshall then lost his smile when he asked the question, standing straight facing them with a cold glare, his arms folded.
"I didn't get a-anything!" Protested the guy also sweating a lot.
"Why keep on lying when what you did was as clear as day. Did you just went in and thought maybe you should go to the bathroom because you were near some guys house and you really need to go?" Marshall stated sarcastically. "You really need to know who your messing with first before doing something you'll regret or else different things might happen to you." Marshall step closer at the two shaking crooks.
Donny was still putting on a strong face even though he was sweating more than any waterfalls. They took two steps back but stooped when Marshall stood near their faces.
"Before I kick your asses, let me tell ya something. Keep that filthy boss of yours away from me and my family." Marshall whispered and then grabbed their shirt's collar, raising them off of the ground. He banged their heads with each other and after laying down in dizziness, Donny and his guy scattered away from each other after bumping from each other while standing up.
Marshall just "Tsk." at the two running scared chickens before walking back to his house, where he found Fionna staring at something in her hands.
Marshall made his way to Fionna and stood behind her.
"What you got there, Fionna?" Marshall asked. He leaned forward over her shoulder and saw himself and a girl on a piggy back ride behind him.
"Marshall...who is this girl?" Fionna asked turning to face him.
"That's...Marceline. She's my sister, younger sister actually." He answered, getting the picture from Fionna's hands, which she handed, and stared at it.
"This was taken 5 years ago, by FP." Fionna stood there watching and listening to him. "Where'd you get this anyway?" He asked.
"That guy I landed on was carrying this and dropped it." Fionna answered. Fionna then looked at Marshall with a questioning look as he was staring at her.
Marshall then placed the picture in his pocket and looked up to see the sun about to set.
"You should probably go home now, Fionna. Or those two will come out searching for you." Marshall said, walking towards his fence.
Fionna looked at her watched and he was right. "Okay, See you tomorrow." Fionna ran to the way they came in and before she can disappear from Marshall's sight, he called out for her.
"Thanks for the help." He said with a smile.
"Anytime!"
Then she went off. Marshall opened the fence gate, then went his way to the back door and opened it to go inside.
Marshall stopped near a table by the stairs and reached for the picture in his pocket and held it tightly. He looked really concerned by he looked at the picture. After looking at it, he placed the picture on the table and walked into the kitchen to get the telephone on the wall(or whatever that's called). He dialed up a number and waited for someone to pick up on the other end. When he someone spoke up he quickly stood up from leaning and answered back.
"Finn. Someone is picking on us and I'd like you to call the others to keep an eye out for anyone doing anything weird near your places."
"Why? What happened?"
"There was someone that snuck into my house just a few minutes ago."
"Woah. You caught 'em?"
"Just in time actually. He was about to escape but me and Fionna stopped him from doing so, and your sister was a very nice help."
"Don't underestimate my sister, hehe. She can do more than just chase."
"Sure. But, be careful though. Just keep an eye on each other and look out for those from The Lich."
"Roger that. Later bro."
And with that Marshall placed the phone back and went upstairs to his bedroom. He changed to his sleeping clothes and lay down on his bed but didn't sleep yet. Marshall was lost in his thoughts for some reason, he stared blankly at the ceiling and after a couple of minutes, he started to doze off in his head.
"Can you help me get up?"
On the ground was Marceline. She was sitting there, holding her ankles. Just in front of her was non other than Marshall Lee, folding his arms and looking down at her. They seem to have been playing on the swings near them and an accident happened to Marceline, and it also seem like they weren't alone as there were some of their friends playing on the playground, who all saw what happened and just turned their attention to them.
"I told you not to try it." Marshall said in a smile.
"Come on. You gonna help me or not." Marceline asked. She tried standing up but wobbled a bit at the pain and almost fell.
"Woah there. Good thing I caught you." Marshall was there behind her in flash. Everyone didn't see him move but they were used to it by now and just smile for the two.
"It's because you took too long to help." Marceline said.
"But I'm helping now." Marshall protested.
"You want to help?" Marceline asked and received a nod from him along with a happy grin.
"Piggy-back time." Marceline jumped behind him after letting him get in front of her face his back.
Marshall just laughed at her joyfulness and stood up slowly. They happily fought about the way she's sitting behind him or he needs to cut his hair because it was getting long. And while they were smiling at each other they hadn't notice FP was just watching them, carrying his camera and took a picture at the two, who then noticed after the flash.
"Now that's...brother-sister happiness." FP declared, showing them their picture of each other.
Marshall then smiled.
/\/\/\/\/\/\
Finn put back his phone in his pocket and at the same time heard the door open. He looked at the door and saw Fionna coming in.
"Hey, your home." Finn greeted.
"Yeah. I would've been early but something came up." Fionna said while making her way into the kitchen.
"I heard. He actually just called and it looks like you showed him a little bit about yourself." Finn stood, followed her and sat on the table.
"I was clearly helping him, seeing as his expression changed." Fionna stated.
"And it was a great help. But you better be doing something else in your room, I just heard that you got an exam tomorrow." Finn said.
"Oh yeah. It sure is a bad time to talk about today. See ya." Fionna exited the room leaving Finn to his own in the kitchen.
"Sure." Finn whispered. He got his phone again and dialed in a number. "Sup bro. So, there's something that came up..."
With Fionna, she exited the apartment and was about to go up the stairs but instead heard a large crash inside the Keep Out room. It frightened her a bit but after the silence, it peaked her curiosity towards what was inside it. She crept quietly hoping not to let Finn and whoever was inside the other room her. As she neared the door, she held her ear close to it to hear what was inside and who she heard shouting and cursing out some words was non other than, Jake.
"The hell with this shit."
*Clang*
"Ow ow ow ow, my foot." He whimpered.
"Ugh. Stupid thing."
Fionna giggled a little at the misfit Jake was having but she didn't dare open the door 'cause a promise is a promise. So she continued up the stairs and closed the door to her room behind her.
/\/\/\/\/\/\
FP was cleaning something in his room. It was still 8:00 Pm and he certainly wasn't getting any more tired than others. He was cleaning his drumsticks until it was like shining his own reflection. After smoothing it out, he opened a drawer and placed the sticks there complete with another clean rag wrapped around it.
"Gotta be ready for tomorrow. Don't wanna disappoint the others." He said to himself enthusiastically.
Just when he was about to sit down on his bed, his phone rang. He grunted when the timing was so spot on, standing up again he took the phone from his pant's pockets which he wore this morning which he hanged on the door of his cabinet which he will wear again tomorrow.
"What gives, man?!" He greeted.
"Sup bro. There's something that came up and this should be taken to all members and friends inside the gang."
"Don't tell me it's from Marshall."
"He was attacked-" "I knew it." "-recently or almost got known by 'Them' and after that he ordered me to tell everyone to be more cautious of your surroundings 'cause he might not be the only one being targeted."
"If it's that important, I'll send it right now." FP made his way to his bag near his bed and grabbed his Laptop.
"That'd be great. And also, be prepared tomorrow."
"Hahaha. I'm already fired up."
FP ended the call, tossed his phone on the bed and opened the laptop which flashed on and just showed the desktop right away (cool). He was actually happy that he got something else to do than just going bed so early. After clicking and finding a private site, he quickly typed in a code and a password above and press enter. When the process was done he was in and inside the site were many codes, cyber tech. related things, letters and numbers mashed together, all written in blue and the background was a static, electrical wave that was nicely colored in blue and black.
This clearly was a hackers local standby place. The web page was clearly named Hackers Local Cyber Space.FP clicked on a special box that says "Scream Out" and surprisingly typed really fast. When that was done and sent it to the site, he merely closed the laptop and placed it beside him wearing his excited little smile on his face of what will happen.
"That will surely catch the other's attention." He said to himself. After 3 minutes of silence, his phone rang. FP grabbed it and quickly answered.
"What took you so long?"
"Was what you said true? Did Marshall really almost got kidnapped?" It was Brittney on the other side of the phone.
"Nah, just made that up to grab your attention." FP was very proud of what he did as he slightly put on a smug smile. "But him being targeted is a little bit true, that's why he said to tell the others to keep track of their surroundings." He added.
"So. you want me to send out a meeting call to the others?"
"I wouldn't call it a "meeting call", more like a "It's been a long time" kind of thing."
"Funny, I was about to make arrangements to everyone to gather at the house for a party."
"Sounds like this was a very nice timing."
"You know it." Sounds of keyboard typing could be heard before the call ended.
"It certainly is very nice sleeping a little later than early."
Fry then flopped down on his bed, still holding the phone and the laptop beside him and directly went towards his dream happiness. And that would be soaring up over tall skyscrapers with his body fully lit up on fire.
/\/\/\/\/\/\
Brittney put down her phone then faced her computer beside it and typed in something on the screen, she quickly pressed enter then sat back and relax, thinking that she hasn't done this for a long time now and just smiled.
...
On a mysteriously dark alley way, there was a man laying on the ground, lifeless. Just near his head was a long Japanese sword covered in red although the color was a black darkness, it sure was accurately sharp. He stayed like that for several minutes when a man suddenly turned to the alley and saw him. The man seemed curious as he made his way near him. When he lit up his face with a flashlight, a more detailed feature of the guy laying down could be seen.
He had a face, two eyes, a nose, ears, and other parts you in a person. His hair Though was dyed in green and it was messy spiked up way of style. He looks like he was in fight just recently as the wounds under the tattered clothes he wore were still fresh but he was not breathing. The man inspect the area and found the long sword, he looked disgusted at the sight of the blood-shrouded weapon. Again, he searched the area, hoping to spot something helpful but what found was something else.
The pocket of the guy was vibrating and blinking, the light could be seen through the cloth of the pocket, it was his phone. The man's mouth curved and turned into a sly smile, this was no normal person, this was a thief.
He tried to reach in without any second thought knowing that his victim could not move. His hand was very close to the pocket, until he suddenly felt something tingly and noticed his reach seemed to have backed up a little but when he saw what had really happen, he was stricken with fear and an unbelievable pain.
First, he saw that the sword was now leaning on the wall at the end of the guys feet...and now it had some small fresh red blood sliding down the edge. Then, his hands...were now on the ground, leaving his wrists to gush out many blood. He screamed loudly and stared at his wrist full of shocking fear. The guy lying on the ground bathe in some of the blood but that sinister smile on his face says something else.
The thief fell back and started rolling left and right waving both his torn off wrist, spilling blood uncontrollably everywhere. The guy lying on the ground started moving and sat down with his right hand behind him and his left hand resting on his right knee, not changing his expression. Still smiling.
"Is that all you can do when it was very clear what you were gonna do. Screaming and tossing around isn't really the apology I needed but that'll do." The guy picked and tossed the hands towards the very, very injured thief. He took out his phone and found that it was an IMP (Important Private Message) He opened the message and read it.
Meeting up at the house. Everyone, something's come up.
VK's orders.
-Message Accessed to House of KorrupT
"This an awkward turn of events. But if its him, its something. You done screaming?" He put down his hand that was holding the phone and turned to see that the thief was getting tired of tossing and turning because of the pain or maybe it was due to the loss of blood, 'cause the way he was in right now, he was just rolling over all the juice of his body.
"You sick Motherfa- AAAahhh!" The thief managed to spat out. This clearly, and obviously, wasn't the right time for him to actually say something in front of someone that just cut your hands. The thief glared at the guy intently, but, that backfired the second he saw that empty, sharp, emerald eyes. The guy stared back at the thief, It didn't take long until the guy broke contact and put his phone back in his pocket.
The guy stood up and his height seemed to be adding up the scare meter in the thief. He grabbed his sword and looked around with a wondering expression.
"You didn't have, by any chance, seen the sheath on this thing, have you?" The guy asked. "Like HELL I have, do even...ugh!... see what you did to-aawwMAN!...me!" The thief struggled. "Sorry 'bout that. But hey, a consequence is a consequence so deal with it." The guy said, still looking around. He even checked under his foot.
After some seconds later of looking around, ignoring the thief. He finally found it under the dumpster.
"Well, since I found this. I'm beginning to think that I should finish you off." The guy came closer to the thief, who only stared at him, horrified at the face of the one that cut off his hands. The guy got closer until he reached the thief's feet. "Stealing one's life sure is fun, no?" That sinister smile on that sinister face brings fear to all who sees it.
Screams could be heard from that alley but for the people near the vicinity know better than to approach that place. Agony was a sadistic bitch when it came to giving pain and sorrow to unlucky victims. The scream died down after a couple of seconds and was followed by pure silence, even those who heard started walking quietly as to not attract whoever did that.
The guy watched gleefully at the job he had done at the now mutilated thief, sheathing his long sword and placing it on his waist, which the tip almost touched the ground. But the smile didn't take long to disappear from his face as it changed to a blank soulless expression. He wiped of some blood from his hands, arm, cheek and forehead. He turned back the other direction and stopped. He closed his eyes, then...disappeared, leaving a crack on the surface where he stood.
Alpha "FLLFFL" Spade.
...
Sleeping on a bed was a man no more than 20 years old. He was wearing a dark-blue shirt that had a circle in the middle that was also dark-blue and another circle inside it that was slightly lighter that the outside. The commando-printed pants he had was pretty much clear in his appearance, wearing also converse snickers (neat).
Well you couldn't really expect much from someone sleeping in the scene at this kind of timing, so, let's wake this shit up.
*Beep* *Beep* Beep* *Beep* *Beep* "Shut..." He managed in a dozed of way. "The...Fuck.." He lazily raised his arm over an alarm, eyes still closed. "UuuuP!" He then brought his fist down and turns out that laziness of a hand sure has a scary strength inside it. His hand touched the table and underneath was the clock. Those little bits of the case, those screws and some parts that I don't have time naming sure scattered like water splash.
He changed into another position, this time hugging a pillow like a baby. He looked so peaceful. Really, really, really peaceful. if it wasn't for that soft walking of another person carrying a bucket of ice...hmmm... Challenge Accepted.
Without any delay she tossed the insides of the bucket towards him. Right on the head as well.
"What The Fu-" *Bang* He didn't get to finish when he sat up straight, all he saw last was a gray aluminum thing flying towards him, Hitting him straight in the face.
"That's what you get for sleeping in on another job." She retorted. "While your ass was lying here that other guy from 'FIRE KINGDOM' or that very hot hotel just made an escape from stealing illegal weaponry...and you seem to be missing your days at collage." She explained.
"And your concern because...?" He asked while slowly raising himself off the bed. "beeecause... if you ain't working your ass out their, you'll be broke like that plate I just threw on your face before." She stated. He squinted his eyes in confusion at what she meant and spun to the side of the bed only to discover what she actually meant.
"You...threw...a plate on me?" he asked. "And damn were you hard to wake up." She continued.
He just stared dumbly at her and sighed.
"You also got a message from a friend. Here." She tossed his phone towards him and he caught lazily with one hand. He opened the message and read it carefully.
Meeting up at the house. Everyone, something's come up.
VK's orders.
-Message Accessed to House of KorrupT
"God Damnit ! Better sleep fast, Night!" He said, throwing his head back on his pillow. "What!? Hyun,Hyun..wait! I just told something drastic and that's your reaction?" She protested. He sat back straight again slowly while also grunting. "If you really want me to do something about that then...watch the news. If they say something about a cargo exploding then I'm done. I went there like, some months ago and planted censored explosives in them, so that when they reach a certain length out of the place they took it from they'd go kaboom. Happy? Now, Good Night, Raggedy Princess"
She just sighed at the answer and then just left without saying anything back at the guy knowing very well that he had it under control all along. After she was out of sight of his room, a small smirk appeared on his face when he heard a small explosion that seemed to be far from where they were.
Yoyo Hyun
...
Meeting up at the house. Everyone, something's come up.
VK's orders.
-Message Accessed to House of KorrupT
"Something Important? At a time like this? wait..what?" A very bald man that was chewing a gum that he almost chocked on was sitting on a balcony out of a very average house that was somewhere near many trees. "I'll see them tomorrow."
Gumball Dispenser Guy
...
"Jake you better go to sleep." Finn said. He just came in the 'keep out' door then closed it and walked towards the side and took a chair.
"I'll go later. Right now, I better do something about this." Lying on Jake's feet were a couple of weaponry that fell from a while ago. Finn looked at the guns and Judging by the designs, it seems everything that everything were .50 caliber and up. Cool.
"I hope Fionna doesn't find out about any of this. Or it would be really complicated to explain all this." Finn explained. "Yeah, but that would sometime in the future, so just don't bother thinking about it too much or it might just be you saying it to her." Jake replied.
"Haha..You're right Jake. You always know what to say."
"its because you always come up with all kinds questions." Jake finished putting the stuff back in the box.
"You got a point." Finn placed a finger on his chin, smiling at that true fact while Jake raised the heavy box above other boxes.
"Well, that's the last one. Let's go, buddy."
They both walked out the room and Jake locked the door with a lock that has a code. (A/N: What's the name of this lock again?)
Yo Guys ! Sorry for the really long delay, even though the reviews were really satisfying to read over and over again.
I was actually having school problems, family problems, holiday problems and some other minor problems with sports and academic stuff. Well, you could say that the title was meant for the writer rather than the story ... haha :D
So here is Chapter 3 : Please leave a review and correct me if there's anything wrong so I may write better in the future.
Peace :D