I just realized that fionna, flame prince, Finn, and flame princess all have a fear of the ocean XD PERFECT MATCH! Also, guess what? Fire plus water is STEAM! And they can also protect each other. Fionna can protect FP from water like the rain and stuff, and FP can protect Fi from fire by using his powers to control it away from her! Love dis couple cause I just don't see vamp with last human or a FRIGGIN PINK GUY DATING A TOMBOY!
we run through the woods, leaping over rocks and roots, all the time following a faint glow of fire off in the distance. Our treck is soon cut short as flames erupt from the splotch. We find him soon to see him kneeling next to some innocent little purple flowers and a puddle. Though I can't see his face, I can tell he is curious by his body language. He hesitantly reaches towarthine flower. It erupts in flames.
"oh," he says. It sounds so sad and self- disapproving that I just want to reach out and comfort him. No fionna! He is evil... I remind myself, but my essence just doesn't believe it to be true. I then see him creep toward the pool. A sly and devious smile crosses Cake's face. She thinks he is going to kill himself before we get a chance to fight him.
I couldn't let that happen.
"don't touch that!" I scream desperately.
he jerks his hand away and I hear Cake's growl behind me.
"What are you doing here? Why are you following m-" just then a little ball of tan and white fur tackles him and pushes him into the water. I run and grab his arm while his other is fully drenched. I pull him up And set him on the ground.
"Cake! What was that for?" I whisper scream at her.
"Fi, he may be cute or whatever, but this guy is evil, you can't like him, you're good!" She tries to convince me but I only shake my head.
"that gives you no right to comit murder on him!" I yell. So what if it wasn't a grammatically correct sentence, I was ticked off.
i look back at the limp body infront of me. Some color is coming back into his arm, but his eyes were still closed. I tensed as I felt something stir. He snaps his eyes open and pushes off of me.
"you tried to kill me!" He looks genuinely afraid as he looks back to the puddle and jumps to the other side of me. Cake was behind him. He was facing me and I had a spring at my back.
"No! No, no no no no no! I tried to warn you that the water would hurt. My friend here" I shoot a glare at cake, who flinches, " decided that you were too evil to be left alive." I sigh. and shake my head. Why did I care so much? Why was there this nagging feeling inside of me that made me feel as if I were messing everything up?
"you. everytime you or your little pet here come around, something bad happens!" He whirls around.
"hey, you were the one who nearly burned down my house!" I retort.
"least I didn't expose you to something deadly, twice!"
" hey, I tried to stop you both times. I guess your just stubborn." I counter, crossing my arms with a scowl on my face. When I see his annoyed facade die into one of contemplation and sorrow, I reach out to him.
"you know, I don't believe that"
"what? What in Aaa could you possibly be talking about?"
" I dont think that your evil. Cake says so, your mom says so, but I just- I don't know- cant bring my self to think so too." His face softens and the flames he wears grow and lick higher and higher into the night. This isn't like when he was angry though, it felt not like the burning rage of a destructive force, but a warm campfire that you just want to snuggle up next to with a mug of hot chocolate, a blanket, and a good action movie.
"you need to leave me alone. You have no business messing with my head!" He runs away.
i am we'll aware of what it feels like to be messed with, so I continue to follow him.
"fionna! What are you doing?" Cake hushedly chastises.
"What if he- uhm... Oh! What if he decides to destroy something?" Cake stuffs as we follow the fire person.
"this is an ambush!" We hear as flames create a wall around us. He rises on a pillar of fire and begins to aim fire balls at us. I duck out of the way and he redirects his assult to Cake. She shrinks so he has to bring himself back to the ground to hit her accurately. I run up behind him and attempt to restrain his destructive arms. It is difficult because it is pretty hard to hold onto someone made of solid fire, and, of course, his skin had FIRE on it! My lip trembles as I struggle and collapse, my hands boiling and bubbling with at least third degree burns. I look up to see him look at me angrily. He forms another orb and throws it right in my face. I through my arm around my face just in time. I cough and try to stand, but a well aimed throw hits me right in the chest. I am thrown backward. I look around, trying to think past the immense pain in my ribs and chest. I try to breath, but it was as if my lungs had decintegrated into pure smoke. I cough and see a blurry glowing figure standing over me. This was it. I just knew it.
FLAME PRINCE'S POV
this girl! Why must she torment me! I had to Finnish her off or I would go insane! I walk right over to her motionless body. I look down at her hands and arm. They looked red, but not like the red of lava or my people, but a deeper red. I had never seen this color but once when an old man had what was named the blood plague by my mother. She had been to the outside world. She knew what this blood that none of our people had or knew the definition of. The man had died within days, but those days were torture. I felt sorry for this girl.
"Are you ill?" I asked. She frowned and took a deep breath, as if to speak, but all that came out was a coughing fit. "You must have the plague! I will take you to a doctor!" I scoop her up in my arms and Cary her toward the kingdom. She tenses and struggles.
"No!" She groans out.
"it is okay, I will take you to my mother. She will know what to do," I assure her. She still looks to be in pain. I had to get home, fast!
"your... Hurting... Me," she croaks.
"what? I look down to see those welts growing across her skin. Odd, it only seemed to be in the places I touched her. maybe the disease spreads with contact! I set her down on the ground and back a ways away.
"she looks up at me, and pulls something out of her pack. It looked like some sort of cylinder, but with a curved top and a liquid in it...
wait, was that water? She was going to attack me! I back more away, putting my hands up in defense.
she drinks half of it, and pours the rest over her welts. She shudders and her jaw tightens. She was vomiting suicide!
"stop!" I yell, stepping toward her. She almost looks, stronger, as she slides her body across the ground hastily.
"please, don't hurt me." She says softly.
"what?"
"you're going to kill me, weren't you?" She sounded so weak and scared.
"why would I do that? You are I'll with the blood plague." I say.
"no I'm not you idiot! You burned me!" She growls.
"I cannot hurt you with fire, we use fire as disorienting techniques in warrior training." I explain.
"I'm not a fire person! I have ski. And flesh that boils when it gets too hot! It hurts me!" her eyes were drooping and her head was lolling to the side. What could she mean?
"skin? Flesh?" I ask, puzzled.
"I AM HUMAN YOU DOOFUS!" She screeches out hoarsely. With that she falls to the ground, unconscious.
human? Those were just myths! Well, not myths, but they existed before the war which replaced them all with us creatures. We were extraordinary and strong while humans were simple and frail. Could she really be a... Human?
i sit back and decide I better help her. I scoop up that bottle she had used to pour that water poison onto herself.
i go back to the pond I saw before and scoop some out carefully. Once the bottle has a sufficient amount of the demon liquid inside, I use my fire to propel me to her location. She was still not awake and I begin to pour the water onto her wounds. She stirs and I continue treating the ugly welts. I felt something different full my chest. Was this that emotion rumored as guilt? I sighed. It probably was, for I had taken part in the sort of actions that would precede this feeling.
" wha?" She was up now. She gives a little cough. I decide to be polite and ask her a normal question.
"what is your name?"
"Fionna, your's?"
"prince spark flame." i state proudly. "But you can call me spark."
"she closes her eyes a little and I panic.
"your not going to pass out again?" I ask nervously.
"no." She looks at the ground. I can sense she has some sort of aversion to me. I just can't place why.
" are you alright?"
"I will be. Burns heal." She says
" I really am sorry for hurting you." I say.
she squeezes her knees with her arms in her balled up position. "it's alright, you didn't really mean to or know you were."
"are you afraid of me?"
she doesn't answer. this expanded my guilt and made me feel hurt. Yet another new emotion. I vowed to never hurt this poor girl ever again.
"goodbye fionna." I say, and zoom into my home. I tell my mother that I will see fionna again. This is the truth.
how was that? I meant to tell you guys that last chapter I had a LOT of trouble with the word "down" so your welcome for me going through a very frustrating experience, all because I love you guys! XDXDXDXD review?