"What do you want with me, Mark?" said an 18-year-old Marceline. She had brought along her family's ax.
"You know what I want." said Mark Darkson, Vampire King. He had long, black hair, covering his eyes, and a black sweatshirt with the letter M written on it in blood.
"I told you, YOU'RE NOT GETTING MY DAD'S AMULET, NO MATTER HOW MUCH OF A JERK HE IS!"
"I wasn't talking about that." Mark said.
"Then what do you want?" said Marceline.
"I want you." Mark replied.
Marceline began to feel awkward. "Wha-? No, Mark! You know I'm taken, you filthy jerk!"
Mark laughed. "That's not what I meant. I meant I need you on the vampire army."
Marceline became even more angry. "What are you saying?! I'm not going to become a vampire! You are so sick! Just leave me alone, you freak!"
"So, it looks like you wanna play the hard way, eh?" Mark began. He opened his mouth wide to reveal his glistening fangs. He then hissed, and lunged at Marceline.
Marceline swung the ax just in time, hitting Mark in the head, but he soon got back up, and tackled her. He dug his fangs into Marceline's neck, and began sipping her blood.
Eventually, Mark's thirst was quenched, and he got up. Marceline was even paler then before, and passed out on the ground. "Uh oh." Mark said, becoming worried. "I may have gone a bit crazy on that one."
He looked at Marceline's passed out body. Is she dead, he thought. Marceline's eyes jerked open, then she felt a surge of magical power. She quickly got up, and began transforming into an enormous bat monster. "Oops." said Mark.
Marceline in her bat monster form picked up Mark, then swallowed him in one gulp. She then returned back to her regular form.
Marceline touched the side of her neck and felt two holes. She gasped, then began floating. Wait, floating? That was new.
She floated over to a stone throne, and stood upon it. "Vampires gather round!" she roared. And like she said, they did. "Mark Darkson is now dead." she said. All the vampires gasped, then began talking to each other. "SILENCE!" she shouted, her eyes glowing red. The vampires calmed down, and her eyes stopped glowing. "As the one who killed him, I will become your new ruler! This is the beginning of a new era, you vampires, the era of Marceline Abadeer, Vampire Queen!"
