Author's note: A lot of people liked the first chapter, so thanks for that. The problem was that the chapter was really short. I'm going to work on making chapters longer. I think that one was short, because I really suck at writing first chapters. It's really hard for me to start stories, but as I continue writing, I the chapters get longer. Anyways this chapter is in Marshall's POV. Hope you enjoy.

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Marshall

"What is it you need help with Marshall?" Fionna asked, getting annoyed. They were walking (well he was floating, but what did that matter?), in the direction of his house. They were ready for battle, Fionna with her crystal sword and Cake's stretching powers.

"Well my mother may or may not be coming to my house right now to take me back to the Nightosphere. You know it's always a big if with her. If she is coming, I won't be able to fight her alone, so that's where you come in." he said casually, trying to sound like he wasn't freaking out.

"You've got to be kidding me. How the glob are we going to be able to fight the Queen of the Nightosphere. Do you think we have a death wish?" Cake said. She looked agitated. He guessed he would be to if they had asked him to go up against someone extremely powerful.

"We don't have to fight her to the death or anything, you just have to buy time while I through her back into the Nightosphere. It's very simple. Just distract her for a bit, and don't get your souls taken." he said, but his argument probably sounded crappy. He was just hoping they would help him because they're his friend and they don't want him to be kidnapped.

"Ok, we'll do it." Fionna said. "But you have to promise if anything gets to bad we'll run, all of us, and get to a safe place to rest." She looked protectively at Cake and then, to his surprise, she gave the same look to him. He knew then that Fionna would do anything to protect Cake and him, and that he was right in asking for her help.

"I promise." he said, giving the same look back to them.

They were almost at his house when the smell hit him. It smelt like something was rotting. A smell very common in the Nightosphere. "She's already here." he said. Looking down at Fionna and Cake he saw they were ready for what was to come. The harsh look in their eyes said it all. Looking at his house, he saw that nothing had changed since he left.

"I don't think she's here yet." Fionna said.

"No, she is. This is just how she likes to do things." he replied. The three walked into the house to see a woman sitting on the couch. She was tall, with black hair that went down to her waist. Her eyes were red, but unlike his bright color of red, hers was the color of blood.

"Now, Marshall, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The hard way, might I add, is the way were you two friends get killed. Make your decision." she said.

Before he could speak, Fionna cut in, "Now look, lady or Queen or whatever, I don't plan on dying tonight, so you might as well just leave."

"Have more respect. I rule the underworld. I am Hannah Abadeer. So little girl, what do you say to that?" Hannah said.

"You're evil, and you want to kidnap Marshall, so I will fight you." Fionna said. Gosh, how did this girl have so much courage? Or maybe it was stupidity, but that didn't matter. The determination on her face made her the most beautiful person in Aaa.

"I'm not going with you, I'm staying here." he finally said. His mother's face changed from irritation to rage.

"Have it your way Marshall." Hannah said, as she attacked Fionna. Fionna was fast, but she wouldn't be able to dodge fast enough. He quickly plunged his axe into her arm, before any damage to Fionna could be done. Hannah screamed, and slapped Marshall across the face and slamming him against the wall.

Fionna quickly attacked, stabbing Hannah in the shoulder. Hannah threw her off, and she would have gotten seriously hurt if Cake wasn't there to catch her. After setting Fionna down, Cake jumped onto Hannah, clawing at her face. Hannah ripped Cake off of her and just when he was about to attack in Cake's place, Hannah hit him in the head, sending him into darkness.