Marshall PoV.
I paced back and forth in my cell, my mind racing nonstop, my hands and body shivering and numb from the now thawed ice. I was worried about Fionna, she must be so scared. I left her on the other side with those creeps. Who knows what they did to her, hopefully she ran away; but if she didn't… "GLOB IT ALL!" I punched the wall so hard that my knuckles started to bleed, I slid to the floor on my knees, my head looking down at the ground shamefully, "Fi…" I murmured, "I never should have left her alone…dang it all! This is all my fault…I'M SUCH A FREAKING IDIOT!" I pounded my fist against the wall, what got me the most was that I knew almost everything about her, but I lied to her about my own past, Marcy and I's. She didn't know what really happened to us…
Marcy and I's parents weren't abusive, they weren't even close to that in the slightest, and we didn't run away because of them, we had no choice. Marceline and I lived in a place a little further than Aaa when we were about six, we had a happy family, I still remembered our mother and the way she used to sing to us, he voice was still clear in my mind, and I remembered our father and the stories he used to tell and how he used to laugh. For us, it was perfect, we were always happy, just the four of us. But, then something happened, at first I didn't understand what was happening when our mother ushered us into the bedroom, but before she could close it, she came along. She covered our home land in a never ending field of ice, freezing everything in her path. She called herself a queen, but was more of a witch than anything else. She killed everyone in sight, freezing them, skewering them with shards of ice. She killed our parents right in front of us. And we were made to watch the whole thing. She left the two of us live so we could suffer under the traumatizing memory of her, but she didn't leave us unscathed…
I rubbed my neck and felt the twin scars she had left on it. She had come back after 12 years of hiding, got me again, and left me alive. I will never forget her cold, icy voice. That witch, the Ice Queen. I sat up and looked out the only window, "Fionna, I'm going to get out of here, and I'm going to find you…" I heard the cell door squeak open, I stood up and turned around and saw Gumball's lieutenant and three other guards with their helmets covering their faces, were in the door way, the lieutenant smirked, "Let's get this over with, Lee." He said, I narrowed my eyes suspiciously, "Where are we going?" I asked, the soldier continued to smirk at me, "I think you know where." I tensed and touched my hand to my throat, and gulped. I never pictured an 18 year old on the end of a rope. But I guess I get to see it today.
Fionna PoV.
My mother plucked the last of the flowers from my hair as I stared down at my hands, "There! It never happened." She said dropping the flower into a basket, I didn't respond, I continued to stare at my hands blankly, she stood up and took the basket with her and was about to leave my room, "Alright, wash up for dinner, darling, I'm making meatloaf!" she said, but I still didn't respond from my daze, she sighed and leaned against the doorway, "Fionna, I tried to warn you what was out there, and love will always lead to heartbreak, it's how the world works my dear. It will be alright, you will come over this soon." She said with a smile, and left the room.
When she was gone, I sighed and unfolded my hands to reveal the crumpled fabric in my hands; it was the small sun banner the Marshall had given me. I fell backwards and held it to my chest, I sighed again as a tear slid down my face. Cake scooted closer to me and nuzzled her head against my arm attempting to comfort me, "It's alright, Hun, I know how you feel." I gave her a small smile and scratched her between the ears, she purred faintly and I looked up at the ceiling. He couldn't have left me…it must have been a set up! I sighed in frustration and covered my face with the small flag. I removed it from my face and looked at the ceiling, I squinted my eyes and looked at the flag, and back at the ceiling which I had painted on, for a moment I was confused, then I looked closely at the ceiling, and my eyes widened. My ceiling had the same sun symbol; but they were all hidden within my paintings. The clue to my identity was right in front of me this whole time and I didn't know it.
Marshall PoV.
We passed hundreds of cells, many of which were empty until we came across a cell which held two familiar faces; Jack and Cain. A sudden anger burst inside as we were about to pass the cell, so I shoved one guard that was holding me against the wall, and head butting the lieutenant, I ran over to their cell and grabbed Cain's jacket and rammed him forward against the cell bars, his eyes were full of fear and surprise, "What did you do to her?" I snarled through my teeth, he didn't answer right away, I shook him, "Tell me now!" I hissed, he jumped, "I-it wasn't us! It was the Ice Witch! She double crossed us and took the girl away! we didn't do anything to her, I swear!" he said, I pondered what he had said, "Ice Witch?" but before I could think any longer, the soldiers had regained their consciousness and had me by the arms again, the two other guards with their hidden faces did nothing, but watch, I thought that was strange, but I struggled against the others', "LET GO OF ME! I HAVE TO FINDE HER-!"
Fionna PoV.
I remembered everything; from the symbol, to the festival, to my real parents. I knew my origin; I was the Lost Princess. I stumbled back into my dresser knocking over the mirror and brush. All these memories coming in was too hard for me to process all at once, I gripped the edge of my dresser and panted, "Fi-?" Cake asked, I breathed heavily, "Fionna?" my 'mother' called, I didn't answer, I collected my memories, and it all made sense, "Fionna are you alright?" she asked again, I walked out of my room and leaned against the doorway, looking at the ground, "I'm the Lost Princess…" I mumbled, my 'mother' rolled her eyes, "Fionna, please speak up, you know how much I hate the mumbling!" I shot a scowl towards her and stood up straight, "I am the Lost Princess…aren't I?" her eyes widened with shock, I narrowed my eyes, "Did I 'mumble' mother, or should I even call you that?" I hissed through my teeth, Cake scamper next to me, the woman I once knew as my mother shook the shock from her face, and laughed, and started to walk towards me, "My dear Fi, do you even hear yourself? That is completely ridiculous-!" I shoved her away angrily, "You lied to me! it was all you!" she down on me sternly, everything I did was to protect you, Fionna." She said through her teeth, anger burned in my chest, I shoved her away again against the wall, storming down the stairs, "I've spent my whole life, hiding in this Glob forsaken Tower…!" "Fionna!" "…hiding from people who would use my power for themselves…" "Fionna!" "….But the one I should have been hiding from; was you!" I reached the bottom of the stairs, Cake following me close behind me, the woman stared at me with anger, "Where will you go?" I walked towards the window, I didn't look at her, "To find Marshall." I snapped, she smirked and laughed, "He won't be there for you…"
Marshall PoV.
They shoved me to the exit; I looked out of the barred windows to see the gallows, within a large courtyard, with only one noose for one person: Me.
Fionna PoV.
"What do you mean?" I my eyes full of anger, she smirked, I stiffened, "What did you do to him!" she walked down the stairs, "That criminal is to be hanged for his crimes." She smiled, my heart almost stopped, I gripped my chest, my eyes full of shock, "N-no…" I whimpered, she put a hand on my shoulder, "Now, now, my dear. It's alright, everything is as it should be…" she was about to pat my head, "NO!" I grabbed her wrist, my grip was tight but firm, I scowled at her, "You were wrong about him and the world; and you were wrong about me! And you will stay out of my life!" I yelled, she yanked her arm away and fell against a mirror, breaking it in the process. I glared at her and turned for the window, Cake on my shoulder. My 'mother' stood up and cracked her neck, and gave me a death glare, "you want me to be the bad guy…?"She advanced towards me, "Fine; now I'm the bad guy…" she grabbed my arm, and I felt a surge of numbing cold.
Marshall PoV.
As we reached the open door, one of the masked soldiers came up and shut the door in the lieutenant's face, he scowled, "What's the meaning of this?" he snapped, the soldier smiled slyly, "I'm terribly sorry; but we have a mission." The soldier's voice was female, it was familiar, then the soldier to my left collapsed after a loud clang on his helmet, I looked back to see the other masked shoulder holding a frying pan, and the other punched the lieutenant out cold, I jumped, "What the-?" the soldier at the door removed their helmet, to have raven black hair fall out of it. It was Marceline. I sighed with relief; I was glad to see her, "My position has just gone out the window…" I turned around and saw Bubba take off his helmet, with an uneasy look on his face, and surprisingly, I was glad to see him too. Marceline brought out the keys for the shackles and started fiddling with the lock, "Guys, why are you all here…?" my sister took off the cuffs, and guided my to the other corridor, "Do you really need to ask that? I told you before; the only reason I came was to get you out of trouble, and right now; I'm doing my job!" I smiled and was about to thank her when Bubba cut in, "I'd hate to have to interrupt this moment, but we have my troops at our tails!" we turned our heads to see 12 other guards chasing us down the long halls I had to tell them quickly, "Guys, I think Fionna is-!" "…In danger? Yeah we know; we got the vibe, that's why we need to get you out of here!" we made it to another door at the end of the corridor with a large bulky lock, I tugged at it, "Dang it!" I hissed, "Hey, I think you need this." Marceline slung something off her back, and handed it to me; it was my bass, she smiled, "Hack the thing off!" she said, I nodded acknowledging her idea; I grabbed the handle and hacked the lock right off the wooden door, and out into the open. Freedom.