Fionna continued to run, or may other people's cases, float, away from her house. After her outburst she grabbed as much of her clothing as possible and floated out the window. Fionna continued to float for a while till coming to s top at the nearest tree she could find. Tears fell down her cheeks her sobbings slightly contained making her hiccup from time to time. "Fionna, Fionna." Finn's voice was heard, looking from the side of the tree she saw, Finn, Marceline and Jake scouring the land looking for her. She didn't want to see them, she didn't even want to talk to them, rummaging through her bag Fionna pulled out a sapphire bracelet. She never thought she would need to use this. "Fionna! Fionna!" Finn continued to scream looking over the tree where Fionna was hiding to find nothing there.

"Where could she be." Marceline asked feeling guilty of driving her daughter away, a small tear running down her cheek. Finn coming towards her bringing her into a hug trying to calm her down. Marceline tried to listen to Finn's heart beat but to find the thing that soothed her to be gone just like her little girl. Marceline began to sob into Finn's chest, Finn stroking her hair trying his best to comfort her.

"Jake." Finn yelled causing Jake's skin to jump he stood there shaking as Finn floated towards him with Marceline still clinging to his shirt. "What happened back there."

"Well..."

~A few minutes ago~

"I can't believe that's what she wants to name her kids." Viola laughed along with the rest of the family after Ash told them what Fionna came up for names the entire family burst out laughing.

"She isn't the brightest on picking names." Ash told. "Speaking of names, Jake, I got a question for you."

"Go ahead man." Jake told wiping away a tear from laughing too hard.

"Have you ever heard of a man named Ash, and do you know how he died exactly?" Ash asked.

"Uh, well why are you asking about him specificly?" Jake questioned.

"I'm trying to find out how he died so he could move on to the next world and not be stuck to this world anymore." Ash told considering it wasn't a total lie.

"Oh, in that case Finn and Marceline did him in, we also burned down his house so there would have been nothing attaching him to this world, I guess we didn't burn all of it down or something." Jake told.

"THEY WHAT?" Ash's eyes widened, his body shook with rage. His body began to morph, his hands changing to claws and his legs joining together to make a ghostly tail. His color changing and his humanity slipping away with every passing second till it was gone.

~To the present~

"and you know the rest." Jake told.

"I"ll kill you." Marceline yelled coming out of her sad phase going straight to full anger as she tried to rip Jake to shreds with her bare hands. Finn holding her back from destroying Jake, who was trembling in fear on the ground.

"Marceline calm down, unless you forgot we ere going to tell Fionna what we did a few minutes ago remember." Finn told calming her down a little.

"Fine." Marceline told. "But for every day my little girl is missing I shall scare you everyday till you die." Marceline threatened. Jake's color fading away from his face.

In the Nightosphere Hunson hummed a tune walking down his house holding a piled high sandwich and drink. Before Hunson could sit down on his chair there was a knock on the front door. "Great." Hunson growled walking towards the door preparing to zap whatever fool would be stupid enough to knock on his door."What do you...oh it's you." Hunson said his voice changing from anger to soothing once seeing a sniffling bunny eared girl at his footsteps.

Fionna was in the house of her grandfather more specificly in the kitchen looking around seeing nothing has changed. "Here you go." Hunson spoke handing her some cocoa with small marshmallows floating in the surface.

"Thank you, grandpa." Fionna thanked taking a small sip of the drink.

"So mind telling me why you're here." Hunson asked.

"I came to visi-"

"Don't lie to me girl." Hunson told scaring Fionna a bit. Giving in she decided to tell him.

~Long Story later~

"So that's why I ran away and I ran away here. Please don't me go back." Fionna begged to the brink of breaking down in tears.

"Sweety, of course you can stay here." Hunson told handing her a handkerchief to dry her tears.

"Hunson sir, you're-ahh." A small demon fell backwards looking towards the smoking hole where Hunson shot at narrowly missing him.

"Worm, don't you see I'm...actually this is probably what is needed at this time. Fionna." Hunson spoke getting her attention.

Fionna walked behind her grandfather while he led them through a long corridor. "Grandpa, where are you taking me."

"It's about time you asked, Fionna. As you have plainly see a barely do anything around here. Letting the Nightosphere itself do my job for me, causing chaos, destruction, etc. But due to some recent factors I need to get my hands dirty every know and again. You see I need to break down the new comer's spirits so they would be too weak to rise up against me. It happened a while back when your father last came down here a few years back it took a while to settle everything back to normal. But thanks to that I needed to add some precautions so I go and break down the spirits of people who are too powerful or cruel."

"So you torture people so they'll be too weak/scared to rise up later." Fionna told simplifying what her grandfather just said.

"Yes precisely." Hunson told.

"So you're down here to torture someone." Fionna asked.

"Yes and no. You're going to do it." Hunson told turning around to hand her a small dagger.

"What?" Fiona yelled shaken of what she was told.

"You don't have to if you don't want to. It's simply an offer, I thought it would be a good way for you to let out some steam. I should know better then anybody that containing your emotions for too long is a bad thing. Sooner or later you will snap and it may end up being a friend or loved one. The decision is still there for you, nobody's forcing you to do anything." Hunson told. Fionna looked down on the blade she was handed, she saw her reflection, her hand shook a little then steadied when she gripped the handle.

"I'll do it." Fionna told letting her sadness turn to anger.

"Good, now you don't have to worry about the person attacking you. The person is chained his limbs unable to move and he's hoisted off the ground." Hunson told coming to the last door.

"Grandpa."

"Yes." Hunson asked preparing to open the door.

"Why am I going to torture this person." Fionna questioned.

"Because you choose to-"

"No, no, sorry wrong question. What did this person do to deserve torturing." Fionna asked.

"Let's see." Hunson spoke getting the list next to the door. "He's in for torturing for the attempted murder of 2 people, the cruel act of what can be called slavery towards a woman for what seemed to go for 2-3 years, then the attempted murder of another 10 people out of sheer anger. Is that it or do you need me to continue." Hunson asked looking towards Fionna.

"No, that's it, I'll do it." She told flipping the blade in her hand.

"Good, and remember have fun." Hunson told closing the door behind Fionna as she waked into the room. "Hmm." Hunson mussed looking at the papers. "What a particular name, eh who cares I got a sandwich with my name waiting for me." Hunson said throwing the papers to the floor without a care.

Fionna walked inside the dark and damp room, her footsteps echoing with every step she took, following a dim light within the room that shined from the top of the room. After a few moments she stood in front of a chained prisoner, his skin a pale hue color, nails extended with a dirty yellow color on the, the prisoners entire head covered in a leather like mask containment device a crude smiling face drawn on it not allowing for him to be seen or for him to speak only able to listen in.

Fionna looked down at the knife not knowing if this was the right thing to do. He hand shaked as she glided the edge of the knife against the person's skin. The prisoner beginning to squirm, the chains beginning to clink and clank echoing through out the entire room. Fionna closed her eyes trying to concentrate but the muffling and echoing of chains made t hard. Letting out a scream she stabbed the prisoner in the thigh. A muffled scream heard from the prisoner, Fionna shoo a little taking out the blade gaining a grunt from the prisoner. The blood a thick black color with a slight of red. Flicking her tongue on the blood the taste making her grunge.

Ignoring the cold shivers going through her skin she placed the blade's side against the prisoner's chest sliding it down drawing blood. The prisoner squirmed causing the blade to go deeper then it had to accidentally piercing to the prisoner's stomach hitting the liver. An anguish yell was heard some blood coming from underneath the mask of the prisoner. The prisoner's hands scratching at the chains he was in. Fionna pulled out the blade to drive it back in.

Beginning to stab at the prisoner, each stab hitting the stomach, liver or the pancreas. Letting her nerves get to her she sliced at the prisoners skin. After a few minutes Fionna stepped back breathing heavily letting the taste of metal and blood enter her. Fionna saw at what she has done the prisoner having many cuts and stabs within his body the blood freely flowing down his pants staining them black, the room filled with small droplets of blood hitting the floor and the shaking of chains as the prisoner shaked from pain. Fionna felt horrible for what she has done till she noticed the cuts and stabs begin to heal. After a few seconds all the damage she has done disappear and the prisoner still alive.

Fionna walked forward stabbed at the prisoner a little waited to see the damage heal. Looking up towards the prisoner to shove the blade through the mask into the prisoner's cheek. Causing him to shriek out in pain to be shut up by Fionna punching him across the face. One after another Fionna deliver a massive blow to the head. Fionna literately feeling the prisoner's bones crack and break with every blow she delivered. Grabbing hold of the mask she brought him forward to headbutt him. After she was done she knew she broke his jaw and knocked out more than half his teeth. Her breathing intensifying shaking her fears close she extended her finger nails to daggers driving them though the prisoner's rib cage stabbing him in the lungs. Adrenaline going through veins she ripped off the skin of the prisoner's chest digging through the meat she grabbed hold of a bone of the rub cage breaking it clean in half then stabbing the prisoner with it. Grabbing hard onto the prisoner's skin to not miss any of the stabs till it punctures straight through the to the back.

The prisoner's wails bounced off the walls driving Fionna crazy. Grabbing the blade that was still stuck to the prisoner's cheek she cut off the fingers of prisoner, Fionna continued to hear him scream till she finally lost it.

Fionna didn't know how much time she spent in the room with the prisoner, but she did know how many times she broke him. She broke his jaw 89 times, and he spit out over 600 teeth, she has broken and ripped out 35 bones from his ribcage, removed 45 livers, 78 kidneys, 89 gallbladders, 56 stomachs, and also sliced off the guys dick, along with his balls 3 times. Cut off his fingers to have enough to make a necklace, and shoved the blade up his rectum(Ass).

Fionna knelled on the floor her entire body shaking, her eyes wide and dilated, her entire body covered in black blood, staring up towards the person she has been torturing to see him re-heal, his organs coming back and his skin reattaching cause Fionna ripped through the skin to get to the organs. His fingers and toes growing back as well. Fionna got up getting close to the prisoner hearing the whimpers and the sound of the bones clicking back into place. Fionna grabbed the mask the prisoner has been wearing the whole times and removing the blade fro his rectum. The prisoner letting out gurgle grunts.

"I'm sorry." Fionna spoke, the prisoner stopped shaking at hearing her speak for the first time since beginning. "I don't...I don't know what came over me but I shouldn't have done it in the beginning. I can't take back what I did." Fionna said taking off the mask then stepping down to examine the mask filled with teeth and blood. "I know it doesn't mean much but, I'm sorry."

"No, don't worry about it." The prisoner spoke, Fionna's blood running cold letting the mask fall to the ground hitting the pool of blood. "I mean you did torture me for hours, feeling every piece of me torn and shredded and regrown. Ripping off my organs and in a way raping me by shoving the blade up me. But hey, I guess I deserved it right, Fi."

Fionna fell to the knees her breath caught on her throat, tears falling down her checks. "A..s..ass...Ash?" Fionna stuttered/breathed out.