Author's Notes: Oh my glob! I got chapter 6 up so much earlier than I thought! I dunno when I'll get the next chapter up. Homework and such :P

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Betrayed Lies

~ Chapter 6: Horrible Realization ~

Tossing and turning; exhibiting the factor of waking up from a slumber. She moaned and groaned in irritation of her body not allowing her to continue to get her beauty sleep. Now half awake, her mind begun to take in the realization of her surroundings. Her body ejected up in that split second. She rose in her green sleeping bag looking around frantically; it was still dark outside. Trying to grasp the concept of everything she was witnessing, and everything flooding in her head. She started hyperventilating as all her nerves got to her. Her breathing became very shallow; she felt like her body was going to collapse back into the bed. She tried regaining back her composure, trying to regulate her breathing. She placed her hand over her forehead in pain. Her head felt like someone took a hammer to it and pounded nails into it. It was worse than any headache she'd ever had.

'Oh my Glob! Maybe it was all just one big globbin' nightmare!" She thought trying to convince herself that everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours has all one big dream. She tried smiling all her worries away, but it hurt to even smile. She let out a whimper in agony; her head was pounding.

Fionna quickly squirmed out of her sleeping bag and hopped to her feet. She almost fell to her knees because she suffered a severe head rush that made her want to pass out. She stumbled, but managed to keep balance without wanting to go unconscious. She walked very lightheaded to the bathroom close by to Cake and hers bedroom. She accidentally hit the doorway when exiting the room; the hit almost took all the wind out of her. She flipped on the switch for light because of the sky being black. After turning on the light source, her breathing became normal as she entered the restroom. She positioned herself in front of the mirror; She was terrified of what she saw in her reflection of the dingy mirror.

Her eye was still slightly swollen, but better than it was at first. And the bruises still covered her once flawless face. She started hyperventilating again but this time, there were tears making a trace down her wounded cheeks. Right there and then, in the bathroom, her knees began to trembled as she fell to the wooden floor. Her eyes cried so hard, it was difficult for her to even breathe. She sobbed until her stomach hurt. Fionna wasn't being a baby for crying; she wasn't even bawling because of the way she looked. The way she looked proved that everything that she didn't want to be real actually happened. And...

She had to kill her bestfriend; the love of her life.

Her voice cracked as she screamed in the bathroom, "WHY ME?! WHY NOT SOMEONE ELSE!"

She couldn't comprehend why she had to be the one to fulfill this duty; why Prince Gumball couldn't do his own dirty work. Or why Marshall Lee had to die, she'd do it to anyone else but him. After twenty minutes or so, her cries became weaker and weaker. She wore herself out by crying so hard. She inhaled and exhaled deeply for about five minutes trying to regain her strength and capability to stand without falling back down. Her knees still very weak, she was standing; trying to get to the shower. Fionna needed time to think and get clean. She slowly took off her her blood stained skirt then her dirt covered shirt, panties and white bra. She waited for the water to go hot when she turned the handle. After a few minutes, she jumped in, allowing her hair to flow down almost going into the drain. As the water hit her pounding head, hoping the pain would go away.

After about ten minutes of bliss..she heard voices.

"You're wasting time Fionna.." The demonic voice echoed.

She freaked out. Fionna was sitting down in the shower trying to relax, but her body quickly rose up in fear. Wondering who was here.

"..W-w-ho's th-here..?" She asked shakily. She became jerking her head back and forth in both annoyance and fear.

"You can't see me, Dear. So don't thrash your head around trying to spot something, because you're not going to see me. I'm in your head," The voice chuckled at the end of its sentence.

She slowly became to recognize the evil tone; still very dazed by the very statement it made. She manged to say in a voice of despair, "..W-what do you mean, in my head?"

"We put a tracking device in your back. We hear everything you say and do. Just in case you decide to disobey us, we can take complete control over you, or just end your puny little human life with one push of a button," The voice explained in a normal tone. Like it was an everyday occurrence for this person.

The girl began to realize who was talking; she growled in anger. "..I hate you..you fucking bastard," Her voice was low and very bitter. She lashed out a cold statement of hatred. The voice did nothing but chuckle, amused at the bitterness of the girl it had control of.

"Ohhh Fionna...oh Fionna. Tisk tisk little girl, you must calm down. There's no need for those words." It's voice was chilled and relaxed.

Her eyes became demon like with envy, she breathed in and out angrily; about to explode. "I'm not a little girl you ass and I will not calm down Prince Gumball. You're going to take everything away from me. In a way you already have.." As she ended her statement, she just wanted to give up, knowing she has no chance of winning this battle.

"You have only twelve hours left Fionna."

"I won't do it..I REFUSE TO!" Her voice echoed off the walls.

"Do it..or watch the rest of Aaa burn like the depths of Hell."

Fionna's face was coated in mortal shock at the statement. She couldn't watch her whole world around her go up in flames into ash; but she couldn't murder the one person she deeply loves either. But a question sparked up in her mind. "How exactly are you going to do that?" She laughed very roughly at her question, hoping his statement was all a bluff to scare her.

"Haha... silly girl, I have more control of creatures in The Land of Aaa then you know. Like people from the Fire Kingdom. I said it would burn.."

She was running out of holes to poke in his plan. But questions still fluttered in her mind that she wanted to know still remained. She figured, better now than later when it will become too late.

"Why me? Why him?" You could tell he hesitated to answer.

"Why what? Elaborate for me," His voice was cunning and cocky.

"You damn well know what I'm referring to. Why do I have to do this, and why does it have to be him? Why couldn't you do this yourself? There's a large variety of different creatures in Aaa. Why does it have to be him?" Her words were an hear full, but she expected an answer from the voice listening to her.

"It will make things a lot easier if he's out of the way," His tone of voice was very cold.

"What do you mean? If you wanted him out of the way so damn bad, then why didn't you just take control over him, like you said you could do to me? Over were those lies?"

"We'll just have to find out, won't we?" A harsh chuckle escape out of the mouth of the Prince.

"NO! NOW!" She yelled, but here was so response. Fionna waited for a few minutes to see if he really wasn't going to reply back. She sighed in annoyance; she was left with more questions than answers. Shaking her head in complete disbelieve that he left the conversation like that. The wet teenage girl turned off the shower and placed her hair into a big pink towel so her hair could dry. She then wrapped her female body up in a snow white towel. Fionna sat there on the toilet with the lid down, trying to grasp the situation that just occurred. She held back all her emotions and barred her face into her hands.

~;~

Marshall Lee had just woken up from his resting with a pulsating pain coursing through his head. He woke up with a confused face; he remembered everything that happened, but he tried passing it off as a dream since he awoke in his bed and all. But trying to convince himself that theory was almost impossible. He woke up alone, he became worried again. Even more so than ever. He still didn't know where Fionna was; he floated down into the kitchen thinking just maybe she'd be down there eating an apple like when she first came to him that cold, rainy night.

When he stumbled over to turn on the kitchen light because it was still night and he didn't want to ram into something. He spotted a note taped onto the fridge. He peered at it in a dazed expression; he detached it from the the top of the fridge and became to read it.

Dear Marshall Lee,

I know you're probably wondering where I am right? I know, I know. You probably went on a search party to find me right? Where I went to calm my nerves is no important here. Well I went in the woods and accidentally fell in this hole where you were. You were out cold, so I found a way out through the hole I feel in. I carried you home and made sure you weren't in pain. Then I left. By the time you've read this I'll be home.

Love Fionna.

Many aspects of this note was fishy. There were too many holes that could be poked into this note and reasoning. He also quickly doubted that she even knew how to write all those letters. Not that she was stupid or anything, but most creatures in The Land of Aaa didn't know how to words so perfectly. Most of them didn't even have thumbs to hold a writing utensil properly.

Completely puzzled of why this was here or how he really escaped from what was supposed to be a death sentence. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to face it.

Prince Gumball lied to him.

He tried so hard so shake that thought out from his hurting head, but to him nothing made sense anymore. He could remember everything clearly, but after he said he loved PG..everything went blank. He was more confused than ever; The Vampire King couldn't think straight with his head throbbing. As he was walking out of the kitchen, his foot caught on something and almost made him fall. He turned back to see what it was, and it was Fionna's hat; just where he had left it just about twelve hours prior. He took hold of the bunny hat and looked at it intensely. He realized right then and there, he had to go to Fionna's house and get answers. Marshall clenched the hat tightly as he rushed out the door.

Fionna was still in the same place, but her head was up from her hands. Her eyes stared blankly at the wall; she tried everything to remain calm, and this was the best option.

'I can't do this to him...I hav-"

She was thinking in her head until she remembered how she was prohibited from telling anyone. She didn't know what would happen if she did, and she didn't want to find out.

Suddenly she heard some racked downstairs, she came to her feet completely forgetting she was basically nude. The half-naked teenager grabbed her sword and slowly crept out from the facilities. She had to keep her sword with her all the times now, she didn't feel safe like she did before. As she walked out she was face to face with Marshall Lee. She gasped as she put down her weapon; it dropped to the hard wood flooring.

"Marsh-hall Le-ee..? What are you doing here?" Her voice was shaky in terror. He gave her a worried expression as he place his hand over her face. He was examining her wounded complexion. "What happened to you?" He asked in a very concerned tone.

She realized how tender his voice was..this brought back the memory of her dream she wanted to be real. Fionna's lips's quivered, trying to find the words to form a sentence. His face was close to hers; he looked at her with big brown eyes of love. But she knew the love in his eyes was of a bestfriend..nothing more. She frowned as she started to speak, "I fell out of bed like a clouts." She had never lied to him before, and she didn't like the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

He's face displayed that he wasn't convinced by her phrase. He still had his hands over her bruised cheek, then her towel from her head fell in front of her face.

She blushed as she whispered, "I'll be right back.." As she walked back into the bathroom. Her face became more rosie as she realized she was still in her towel, but she just completely took out the towel from her head and brushed it. Fionna's hair was very long as it hit the bathroom floor, while she tried to hold back her emotions.

She strolled out and came face to face with him again. "Please Fionna, what really happened?" He had a softened voice of a loving vampire.

"Oh Fionna, I wouldn't tell him if I were you," The voice had returned.

But her face stayed the same; blank and calm. She couldn't jump out of her skin every time she heard him talking in her head.

"I already told you, I fell." She bit her lip in desperation. She wanted to disappear within the wind and never come back, in that very moment. Lying to him was like being stabbed in the heart a thousand times, times infinity. She quickly added, "You never answered me. Why are you here?"

He was almost insulted by the question she spoke. His brown eyes went from being soft and innocent to a glaring stare. The blonde haired girl gulped afraid of what his response might be.

"Where were you Fionna? You left that night in the rain and I ran after you, then I get into this whole search for you during the day. And then I wined up down this hole with Prince Gumball, then I black out. Next thing I know I'm in my bed to go to the kitchen to find a note you wrote." He explained with a puzzled look.

"Agree with the note thing. Do it, or else," He threatened.

Even the mention of his name made her wince in despair and rage. But she swallowed her emotions as she hesitated to speak, "Well yes I did write that note.." Her lies were piling up.

Stunned, Marshall Lee grabbed her hand and whispered, "You don't have to lie. Whatever is going on you can tell me.." He inched his face closer to hers. Red was stained on her bruised cheeks. He started to close his eyes and come in, but she took a step back before he could kiss her. She wanted to break down at that very moment; Fionna wanted to kiss him but she knew that would make this whole situation even more worse than it needed to be. Her voice began to break as she quivered, "Get out..."

"Awhh..why does he have to go? You only have ten hours left, now's your chance." PG's voice was dark and monotone.

She grunted her teeth in anger at his sentence as she looked up at Marshall..her heart sank. His eyes were filled with hurt and confusion. He wanted her and she wanted him, but she couldn't take him. But she remembered what he said back in that cave..and how her heart felt shattered. She knew he was going to ask why and she had a good response that wasn't a lie.

"Why..I don't understand.."

"Because you don't love me like you love Prince Gumball..and I don't want you to do something you'll end up regretting.." Her tone of voice was cold but true.

You could tell that he didn't know what to say in a response.

"Watch yourself there little missy. You're walking on a thin line, and don't let that line snap. 'Cause you're going to go under." He warned.

Her voice almost broke out into tears but she composed herself and whispered, "Please Marshall Lee..get out..." Her attitude and happiness had been drained to sadness.

"What's gotten into you?"

"In me? ME?! I'm fine. But what about you? How could love such an ass, uh? He's a manipulating, cunning bastard," Fionna was filled with rage and depression. She didn't care that it might be too harsh for his pointed ears, it was the truth.

Her head was facing the ground, but she could feel his stare on her. Without looking she knew that he had a look of shock and anger.

"Wow..hurtful," He laughed evilly at her statement of himself.

"Excuse me? You don't know me, and how dare you talk about him that way? You don't know him. How did you even know about us? Did he tell you? Are you jealous, is that it?" His reply was filled with nothing put distaste.

"MARSHALL LEE, YOU KNOW GLOBBIN' NOTHING ABOUT ANYTHING, SO GET THE GLOB OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AT ALL!" She blurted out in disgust. Her eyes were filled with envy has she raised her head up to see his face. She saw complete shock from The Vampire King.

He seemed speechless until he yelled, "GOOD, BECAUSE I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN EITHER. I HATE YOU, YOU BITCH. OH MY GLOB! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH A DIS-TEST YOU!" He flew right to the door and slammed it shut, leaving a shaky rumble throughout the tree house.

"You have to go after him eventually, Dear. You still have that mission to complete."

The blonde haired girl with the white bath towel ignored what he said as she spotted the hat on the floor where he had stood. She walked over and picked it up; she looked at it with big blue eyes as they began to fill with salty tears. She blinked, they all came tumbling down onto her bunny hat. Fionna could do nothing else a this point except do what she was told to do. The girl finally dropped down to her knees holding onto her hat as she wept.

She was faced with the horrible realization of it all.