What happened last:
After the device that was given by PB alerted Finn and Marceline of Maja's whereabouts, Marceline began to have some sort of unexplained mental breakdown. Her mind was sent back to the memory of some painful memories 745 years ago.
Marceline was walking somewhere in the middle of a city with her best friend and father figure, Simon Petrikov. By this time Marceline was 259 years old but she had the body of a 13 year old. The scenery around them was the same as it always had been. There were broken and completely destroyed buildings all around. Moss and grass grew all over the ground and within all the cracks in the streets and sidewalks. Ivy was growing up the brick walls of most buildings. The entire city was overgrown and heavily saturated with lush, green vegetation. There were some cars that were in the same spot for such a long time that trees began to grow in and around them, making the cars part of the tree for the most part. There was rubble everywhere. The landscape told a thousand stories of devastation and death. This world was the aftermath of The Great Mushroom War that ravaged the Earth, almost entirely destroying it in the process.
It was a depressing scene but it was something that the two survivors had gotten used to. They never met other friendly people. And they always lived everyday just trying to stay alive. It would break most people to go through what these two had but they were special. They were different.
The flashback began at the point in time right before Marceline finally lost her friend to his "schizophrenia". A massive green sludge beast was approaching them and they were both running away, looking for anywhere to hide. The monster stood at least 150 feet tall, large globs of acidic glowing goo were falling from the beast and began to steam on the ground, leaving a small crater on the ground. This was their 5th time encountering this monolith. They stood no chance against the monster. Not without any help, so they naturally decided to flee.
S: "Run Marcy!" Simon said, terrified of the beast.
Marcy and Simon took off, running for the nearest building that wasn't just a pile of rubble. They came up on an old pawn shop because it was pretty sturdy and had bars on the front windows. They ran inside and hid behind one of the counters and got as low to the ground as they could, making as little noise as possible.
M: "What are we gonna do now Simon?" Little Marcy whispered.
S: "We're gonna hide here until-"
Simon was cut off when the beast suddenly tore the roof off of the building. The roof came off with ease due to it being soo old and the monster's acidic goo could burn through the concrete. As the roof was ripped away from the old building the giant beast let out a roar.
Sludge Beast: "SIMON!" The voice of the monster resonated with a decibel level equivalent to that of a fighter jet taking off.
The monster sounded slightly demonic, like the creature had just become soo deformed from the toxic waste that it had multiple voices that all played at once. It was all confusing, but it was certainly terrifying.
S: "C'mon Marcy! We gotta get out of here!" Simon yelled in terror as the two turned to run out the back.
They ran through the large building to find the back exit. They would have had a problem navigating the building with all of its various storage rooms and offices but there were conveniently placed exit signs above some of the doors.
After a few minutes of running around they approached the last room where the exit should have been. Simon ran straight towards the door so they could escape as fast as possible, when suddenly a green zombie like creature jumped out and grabbed Marcy by the hair and raised its hand to strike her.
M: "Owww! Simon!" Little Marcy screamed in pain, calling out for her friend to help her.
That's when Simon, in a fit of uncontrollable rage, turned and thrust his fist into what looked like the monster's face. His fist pierced its flesh and went completely through with ease. When he withdrew his arm from the newly created hole in its face the monster immediately fell to the ground.
S: "Are you alright Marcy? Did it hurt you?" Simon said as he knelt down to look Marceline in the eyes.
M: "No… I'm ok. It just hurt a little." Marcy said with an angry look as a tear ran down her cheek.
S: "Bloobalooby." Simon said with a smile as he wiped the tear off her face.
S: "Now remember Marcy, it's only ok to hurt someone if they try to hurt you first." Simon said as he stood up and squared up on the door, preparing to knock it down. He always told Marcy little things to make sure that she grew up to be a good person. He always knew that he couldn't be around forever… or at least he believed that.
S: "Now step back Marcy. I'm going to knock this door down."
M: "What if it's unlocked?"
S: "What? No, it's locked Marcy. Don't be silly." Simon responded, pausing for a second, caught off guard by Marcy's smart suggestion.
M: "But you didn't even try to open it yet." Marceline said innocently.
S: "Look, I'll show you, honey. I know what I'm talking abou-"
Simon turned the handle and the door opened as if it was brand new.
S: "Hmmm… I didn't really see that coming."
M: "Ha ha!" Marceline sarcastically laughed, mocking Simon.
S: "Heh heh… Quiet you." Simon said with a smile and playful voice.
As the door swung open the blinding light from the setting sun was the first thing that came into view. Then was a massive crater in the ground. The huge gaping hole in the earth was about 1 or 2 miles wide. The two survivors stepped out from the old building and slowly approached the edge of the crater, which was only about 20 feet from the building. It was unnervingly quiet in compairason to what they had just encountered. They stared in awe at one of the areas which was probably the epicenter of one of the bombs that dropped many years ago. Simon approached the edge and looked down. The drop was far enough to kill anyone, and if they did not die, then they would never escape. Suddenly the door that they used to exit the old pawn shop slammed shut.
M: "Ah!" Marcy screamed, being startled by the abrupt break in the silence.
S: "Oh Gob…" Simon said as he ran towards the door and attempted to open it.
S: "Hmmm… I guess the door locks automatically…" Simon said to himself, analyzing the door for a brief moment.
M: "How does it do that?"
S: "Well first, the mechanism in the lock has a spring on the inside that pushes the door bolt so that it remains in the locked position when a force is not actively being applied to disengage the lock and-"
M: "What's a mekanizum?" Marcy said, with a confused tone.
S: "Uh… A spring keeps the door locked on the outside, and it only lets people on the inside use the door."
M: "Oh…" Marcy said with a wide-eyed look on her face, amazed by how the door works.
S: "Well, I suppose we should get out of-"
Sludge Beast: "SIMON!"
Once again the terrifying roar of the monster they saw just a few minutes ago had returned. The monster seems to have materialized from a large pile of green goo from a few puddles of waste nearby. It formed and was slightly larger than it was before. It just seemed angrier and thus, more terrifying.
Simon quickly looked around for anywhere they could escape to quickly. He found nothing that wouldn't involve moving cars, making an improvised ladder or picking a lock. The crater was in the absolute worst spot for them. It was either they turn around and get killed because they wouldn't be able to find a way to escape in time, or fall off of the cliff in hopes that they somehow wouldn't die from the 100 foot drop.
S: "Mother, mother, MOTHER!" Simon began to yell as he reached for his crown, preparing it for use.
M: "Simon we can try to fight it! I'm stronger now! You don't need the crown!" Marceline said, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
Simon quickly closed his eyes and clenched his fists, obviously trying to keep a burning sensation of rage and sadness that he always had bottled up inside. He was terrified yet infuriated of the thought of losing the closest thing he ever had to a daughter.
S: "Marceline, we both know we won't come out of this one alive without the crown." Simon said as he turned to Marcy, with tears beginning to form in his eyes.
M: "There has to be another way…" Marceline said as she began to tear up, seeing her friend do the same.
Simon then turned to Marceline, took a knee, looked her straight in the eyes and said the most serious thing he had ever said to anyone. The beast was slowly approaching them, making loud thuds on the ground, shaking the earth with every step.
S: "Marceline, my darling little girl. I love you more than anything and I promised you that I would never let anything happen to you. Now, I have never broken a promise and I would die before I went against my code of honor."
Marceline had nothing to say as she began to cry, she experienced Simon lose himself more and more each time he put the crown on. She always feared the day that she would lose him for good, when the songs he sings wouldn't bring him back. Her heart began to feel hollow and broken, a feeling that would last for centuries.
M: "I… love you too… Simon…" Marcy said as her crying made it hard to speak.
S: "Now, listen to me my dear, I know that this is hard but I need you to be strong for me." Simon said as he wiped a tear off of her face, kissed her on the forehead, stood up and prepared to face the monstrous beast that had terrorized them for the last time.
Simon Petrikov grabbed the crown and held it above his head for a moment as he always did for two reasons. The first, to begin singing a song that always kept him sane and brought his mind back from the use of the crown. And the second was to say his last words to Marceline before gambling with the powerful magic force.
S: "Now Marceline… before I do this… I need you to promise me something…" Simon said as he tried to keep his composure despite the tears running down his face.
M: "What Simon?" Marcy said, listening intently so as to not miss a single thing Simon said.
S: "Just please… forgive me for whatever I do… when I don't remember you. I love you." It broke Simon's heart to say this. He could feel that the crown's magic would finally overtake him this time. But protecting Marceline was the most important thing to him, not his life, not the world, not even Betty.
M: "Nooooo!" Marceline screamed as Simon placed the crown upon his head.
Then, instead of singing a song as he usually did to retain his sanity, he began to recite a poem. It was as if Simon knew that this is where the crown would finally take over.
S: "Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall. At last – far off – at last, to all, and every winter change to spring. So runs my dream: but what am I?" ~Simon Petrikov
His heart was completely hollow at this point, his life was shattered. He was a broken man. The only thing he was thankful for is that he was able to teach Marceline everything he could before he would have to fade away into insanity. She knew how to fight, she knew how to hunt and scavenge. She knew all of the essential survival skills, not to exclude how to not trust strangers. This was the beginning of her problems with getting close to others.
Simon immediately began to transform into what would be known as the "Ice King". His hair began to grow to a length 5 times the size of his hair before. His nose grew considerably larger and his eyes were left looking as if they were borrowed from a corpse. Marceline was knocked back by the flurry of ice and snow that the Ice King was creating. The warmth of the sun began to fade and dissappear, being replaced by the flurry of snow. He was charging up for an attack on the sludge beast. The Ice King began to float in the air, higher and higher until he was about eye level with the monster.
Ice King: "Sludge beast! You shall feel the wrath of the Ice King! …although I'm not entirely sure why… But! You will feel the power of the ice and snow!"
Sludge Beast: "SIMON!"
Ice King: "How dare you insult me?! My name is Ice King!" He said as he formed a large snowball and threw it at the beast, slamming into its chest.
Sludge Beast: "STOP!" The beast roared in anger as it stumbled from the massive attack. It began to charge at the icy king, not seeming to be fueled by rage.
The beast quickly stretched its long acidic arm towards the Ice King in attempt to grab him. He avoided the attack with ease.
Ice King: "I don't have time for your silly games you pitiful fool!" Ice King screamed as he charged up his powers, preparing for a massive attack to freeze the monster.
As the Ice King unleashed the powerful attack, dark clouds quickly began to form in the sky. The crown was a great and terrible power. It was much more powerful than anyone would be able to comprehend. Being able to control the weather on command was elementary compared to the full potential of the crown.
Sludge Beast: "NO! I am-" The beast was silenced by the overwhelming frost and ice that was consuming its body. The beast went to untouched to completely frozen in about 5 seconds.
Ice King: "Hahaha! That will teach you to insult me!" The ice king laughed like someone who belonged in an insane asylum, mocking the frozen body of his enemy as he lowered himself to the ground.
M: "Simon! Are you ok?"
Ice King: "What?! Don't make me freeze you too little girl!"
M: "*gasp* Hurry take off the crown before you go crazy!" Marcy yelled as she began to cry.
Ice King: "CRAZY?! If you don't get out of my face, I'll show you crazy you little freak!" The Ice King screamed at the young girl.
That's when the tears began to poor down Marcy's cheeks even more profusely than before. She knew that she finally lost him, but she didn't want to believe it.
Ice King: "Whatever, I'm gettin' outta here before this turns ugly. I'll be the mature one. Simon said condescendingly as he began to fly away.
M: "NO! Simon, wait!" Marcy screamed at the top of her lungs, trying to get to Simon, who she knew was inside the "Ice King's" head somewhere.
M: "Simon! I know you can fight it! Don't give on me!" She screamed her heart out. She yelled soo hard to the point that her throat became sore and she had the taste of blood in her mouth. She could no longer do anything. So she did all she could think of at the time, follow the teachings of Simon.
That was the trigger that returned Marceline's mind back to the present, back to saving Jake with Finn. Finn of whom is the only person that she feels like she can tell anything and trust with her broken emotions. It was time to make everything right.
So that was chapter 11. What did you guys think?