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The room was dark, it was barely lit and there were two figures in the room. Outside the door on the right, there were things that were trying to get in.

"Open up, you have nowhere to go" whatever it is that was trying to get in the room, it wasn't human.

"You are now nothing but mice trapped in this labyrinth." Another voice came from outside. This one sounded impatient. They then tried to breach the door, and by the looks of it, the door wasn't going to hold for long.

"I'm sorry, but you have to go now." The statement came from a feminine figure. She silently moved around the dark room, tinkering with machinery across the dark. She shot a glance of grief at a male figure that was restrained on a table not too far from her.

"Wh-what? Why? Why can't I stay and help?" his voice was coarse. It was obvious that he was being forced to cooperate, Held against his will.

"Because you are no longer of no use, not here." it sounded like it had hurt her, but was still determined on her mission. Her last mission.

"But I can still help!" he was now hysterical, trying to break away from his restraints, but to no avail.

"No you cannot, not anymore." The figure then turned towards the machinery and activated it. "It's already too late" she smiled.

She pulled the lever and the large machine behind her came to life. The door then broke open and the figures started to flood the room.

The restraints released the man automatically and he instantly tried to jump off the table and save the girl, but was sucked inside a wormhole that the machine created.

"Goodbye, I hope you can make a difference this time." The figure smiled as she was apprehended and was thrown to the floor with so much force that she was knocked out. But she was smiling thought the whole ordeal.

"Oh glob, I'm goin on a date!" Was all he could say. Finn was scared.

Let's face it, Finn may be a hero but he knew chicken butt about women. Women are complicated, mysterious and Marceline was on top of that list. Finn doesn't know how Jake does it, but daaang! He knows nothing at all. All Finn knows about women is that they get kidnapped and he rescues them that's about it. Now he was going on a date, he knows nothing about dates.

"Chillax little bro, I'll teach you the ways of the women." Jake was trying to calm Finn down.

"Ugh! No thanks Jake, I don't want to hear your birds and bees talk no more" Finn was looking through his drawer trying to find a decent outfit to wear. Being an adventurer meant that you always mess your clothes up

"Don't worry man; all's I'm gonna say is stay true to yourself, that's it." Finn frowned, looked over to Jake like he just spit nonsense.

"I'm just a saying. Be the dude the she fell in love with." Finn was hesitant, but he knew Jake was right.

Finn and Jake spent the rest of the afternoon preparing Finn on the upcoming date. Jake was reassuring Finn that everything would be fine. Finn on the other hand was still having panic attacks. He was sure that maybe somewhere during the date something might go wrong, and that she would hate him or worse.

"Finn you really need to chill dude." Jake was getting worried; Finn might really screw up if he keeps on doing what he's doing right now.

Finn was usually brimming with confidence, always unshakeable. Somehow being with Marceline made him really self conscious.

Marceline had been on many dates before and this date wasn't going to be the only date where she couldn't look, strait up, drop dead beautiful. She had just worn almost every dress in her cabinet and the dress she wore when she confronted Finn wasn't going to be the dress that she was going to wear to tonight so she was stumped. She had to find a new dress.

"Oh man, I got to look for a new dress for tonight." She was looking around her bed that was a mess in her room. She had all her clothes out and it was everywhere.

Marceline had made plans to go and try to find a decent place to shop and find herself some new clothes. "Maybe I'll go try that new show that opened up around candy kingdom." She went downstairs to go and pick her umbrella that shades her from the suns harmful rays and went her merry way to the mall.

On her way to the mall she noticed that the clouds up ahead seemed to darken. The closer she got the thicker the clouds seemed to get. She shrugged it off and kept on going. Marceline felt a bad omen but living for a thousand years, she figured it wouldn't affect her much.

Marceline then had the shock of her entire life. Lightning bolt had struck down two feet away from her. She wasn't easy to scare but what just happened shook her. Being immortal and all she had no worries about dying. It's just the fact that you get hit by a lightning bolt would hurt a lot.

"Ugh…." She snapped out of thoughts when she heard someone from the smoking crater ask for help.

"S'cuse me, you alright?" Wow. That was a pretty stupid.

Her question was met with silence. She walked closer hoping to find a better vantage point; she couldn't see through all the smoke and she wanted to see who the unlucky punk was that just got hit by the lightning.

'Yeouch, that must have hurt' Marceline thought feeling sorry for the person.

The figure briefly stood up before stumbling back down. Marceline couldn't figure out who it was because of the smoke, but she could see what it was. It was a person. The figure was muscular but her attention quickly diverted to the figures left arm.

"Woa, that's cool" all she could do was stare at it. His left arm was the first to come out of the smoke and it was mechanical. Marceline could see the gears turn and the small puffs of smoke it emits. The figure walked closer holding a hand out to her.

"…." she swore she heard him say something. But she couldn't make sense out of it.

"Look buddy, better not step any closer, I don't know you." Marceline was on her guard, she could clearly see the figure now.

The figure was muscular, wearing a brown hood that covered his face and a belt that went across his torso. She could clearly see his mechanical arm but she couldn't see his other arm.

"Marceline…" was he could say before the figure collapsed.

'That was surprising.' She thought the guy would have been dead by now.

She moved closer to inspect the 'dude' while trying to avoid being too close. You never know, he might just be pretending. While walking around the unconscious man, something caught her eye. There was something yellow and shiny right under his hood.

Marceline wasn't stupid she wasn't going to get close. But her curiosity got the better of her. You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat. She moved closer to the figures head careful not to wake him up. When she pulled his hood up, what she saw was something she wasn't prepared for.

"No way…." All Marceline could do was stare at the person. She sat down, lifted his head and laid it on her lap. She doesn't know what she was doing or what to do next but one thing was certain.

"Finns not gonna like this."