Author Note: Well this took me forever for me to get off my butt and do it, I seem to have a difficult time with making a chapter that doesn't have much action. So far though I enjoyed writing this and I hope you all like it. I will warn you all in my weekly updates on my profile if I write a chapter like this one. You're all lovely readers!
Warning: There isn't lemon in this chapter, but it does get a bit "heated".
Finn was gazing down at Marceline who was nuzzling into his chest for comfort, she had passed out after a few minutes of cuddling with Finn, letting his body heat pull her slowly into slumber. Finn let out a joyful sigh as he thought about all the experiences in his life, the pain, heartbreak, love, happiness, sadness, and fear. All of that combined into a feeling Finn could not explain as he felt alright with everything. He then grew serious as a thought crossed his mind. "I will protect her, no matter the cost."
What Finn and Marceline did not know was that they were being watched, by a pale humanoid with a pigtail of white hair flowing down the center of his face that went up into a mohawk that spread into twin pigtails down his back. He had an enraged envious look on his face. "Damn that mere-mortal stealing my Mar-Mar!" He hissed these words before he levitated up into the air and phased through the cave ceiling. He emerged in a clearing, his expression was still filled with rage and envy as he gazed up at the moon. "I need a freaking sandwich… Oh shut up!" He screamed out at no one. He then fell to his knees cradling his head in his hands, groaning and whimpering in pain, until he suddenly stopped, and began to laugh. "I get it, I get it. You give me power, and if I kill that mortal, I get my Mar-Mar." He grinned with an evil look in his yellow eyes as the wind blew against his black full body suit and pointy ears. He looked up back up at the moon, his right eye was red and had the symbol of a red lightning bolt in his pupil. "Just a little more time to gather ingredients and get ready, and I will crush that mere mortal." He stood up as he spoke and levitated away from the cave, he was strong enough now to use his spells without incantations.
Finn looked around Marceline's living room, admiring her butterfly bass, and other ornaments until his eyes rested on an old looking picture on the wall, he hadn't seen it before in Marceline's house, but he recognized two of the three people in the picture. One person was a young version of Marceline, Finn could guess she was eight or seven at the time. She was small with short black hair and bags under her eyes, she still had pointy ears and pale skin, but she wore a red tee shirt under an overall dress. Next to her was a dark skinned woman with short bedraggled black hair, she wore a green sweater and a white shirt underneath, and she stood next to Marceline, holding her hand in a caring yet tight manner, as if Marceline would blow away from the wind if she didn't. Behind the two was Marceline's father and the ruler of the Nightosphere, he stood taller than his wife, his blue skin and red slits for eyes very familiar to Finn as he looked at the suited demon. Finn knew about Hunson and felt shivers up his spine at the thought of the unpredictable demon. He was more curious about Marceline's mother, someone he knew very little about.
"It's not my place to butt in. Its Marceline's p-bizz not mine." Finn said to himself, he then noticed Marceline groan and open her eyes. She looked into Finn's eyes and sighed softly. "I love hearing your voice Finn, but you woke me up." She then smirked seductively at Finn. "As punishment you have to carry me to bed like a princess." Finn bursted into laughter, unable to hold it back, causing Marceline's face to grow hot as she glared at her lover. "Sorry Marcy, that was way too adorable, but I won't carry you like a princess. Instead I will carry you like a bride." Finn spoke flirtatiously as he suddenly stood up off the couch, his back screaming in joy at the release from the horrible furniture. He carried Marceline bridal style, reaching the ladder and easily climbing up with one hand well the other held Marceline. She was surprised at this feat and scared that she was going to be dropped even though she could float.
Finn brought her to the bed and placed Marceline gently on it. As he began to stand up he was suddenly pulled on top of Marceline, her soft pale hands wrapping around Finn's muscular neck as she pulled him close and pressed her soft lips against his. Before Finn realized it Marceline was slithering her forked tongue into his mouth, causing Finn to try to push away from surprise, to slowly melt into the passionate kiss as he wrapped his tongue around hers, dominating her quickly as she let him. After several minutes the two broke the kiss, a small string of saliva connecting their tongues for a split second as they both panted. Finn could feel his heart thumping as he gazed at his lover. "I thought you said no tongue?" Finn asked with a twinkle in his eyes well Marceline giggled in response. "Well maybe I want more now that we are together, to mark you as mine." Marceline playfully drew her finger across Finn's chest, making an "M" shaped wrinkle in his blue V-neck. Finn laughed as the old memories of his first encounter with Marceline crossed his mind, the kiss on the cheek causing him to smile. Finn's daydream was interrupted by another kiss on Finn's lips, then Marceline flipped Finn next to her in bed with little effort. The bed was soft as Finn's head sank into the pillow, causing him to yawn, which spread to Marceline. "Let's get some rest handsome." Marceline spoke in an exhausted yet flirtatious tone of voice as she nuzzled into Finn's chest and closed her eyes, letting Finn's heartbeat lull her into a peaceful slumber, Finn listened to Marceline's breathing, causing him to smile before he passed out on the bed with his lover in his arms.
Dark storm clouds gathered overhead as Finn stood outside his home. The tree fort being lit up in the darkness by lightning flashes. Finn blinked before he looked around in confusion. "What's going on? Is Francis trying to talk to me again? Then why is it terrifying and ominous?" Finn was pulled out of his thoughts by a massive red lightning bolt striking the tree house, but it grew in size, enveloping Finn's home as screams filled the air. Finn fell to his knees as he realized that this was another vision, and not one from Francis. The screams echoed on with glitching electronic sounds followed by an evil laugh. Then several objects pieced the ground around the remains of the willow tree. Finn could see that they were his most used swords that he still had at the tree house. The Demon Blood Sword was stabbed vertically into the ground near the pond next to its broken hilt, Finn sword was in a seventy degree angle in front of Finn, the blue sphere was heavily cracked, the blade was chipped, had fractures and burn marks all across the body of the weapon. Finn could feel his heart lurch as Finn Sword let out a pained gasp for help before the sphere shattered into a million pieces. Finn tried to pull himself together, trying to convince himself it was only a dream, but his hopes were shattered just like his alternate self when the voice of the Soul Sword spoke into Finn's mind, floating near the charred remains of his home.
"This is the future, brought about by envy towards you and I. Your friends, family, and loyal tools all crumble and turn to ash. This is fate." Finn clenched his teeth in anger as he stomped over to the weapon. "This is bullshit, I finally calm down and feel happy and this is what I get? More stress and crazy visions in my dream!? I would rather have a dream about getting raped by the Lich than this!" Finn was filled to the brim with rage, the sword did not care though as it continued to speak. "Human child, do not be foolish, I am showing you these visions to warn you and protect you. Without this information this would be our future, and those you loved will be put through horrors that surpass anything the Lich could ever do." Finn growled in frustration before taking a deep breath, listening in frustration to the mysterious weapon. "I will let you know this Finn, I do not have the answers, nor a plan, I am simply a tool in the end, but a tool has infinite possibilities, just like everything else. Something old can evolve and become something new, but nothing is without sacrifice." At the corner of Finn's eye he could see that the Demon Blood Sword and Finn Sword were being levitated over to float on each side of the Soul Sword.
"What are you saying? I should sacrifice my alternate self and my family heirloom? How would that even help stop something like this?" Finn questioned rapidly as his frustration was causing him to grow impatient.
"I am capable of many things human, I am a sword that bonds to the soul, but I can bond to more, I can absorb materials and tools of extreme power and sentimental value to enhance my own form. Be warned though human nothing is without a sacrifice, your tools will be devoured and become one with me, capable of becoming something new and even more powerful than they could have ever imagined."
Finn was now stunned at the thought of Finn Sword being devoured, and the fact that this was his fate. "What does it matter though? If this is our fate, then what is the point?" Finn could feel a blanket of depression shrouding his thoughts, the world filling with a hazy black fog that devoured light itself, but it was stopped before it could reach Finn, the Soul Sword was now in his hand, its chains wrapped securely and protectively around the hero's wrist as the runes glowed bright blue.
"Do not forget Finn the Human, your changed fate once before. Do not put yourself down hero, you are capable of creating any future you desire, I will be by your side to help you carve out any fate you see fit, and destroy any that would dare appose you." The sword spoke in an inspiring tone as Finn felt a weight of dread lift of his chest. "Then let us create a future for everyone, and stop those who would dare try to send it to the void" Finn said in response to the Sword's speech, causing a blinding light to exert from Finn and the sword, casting away the darkness.
Finn awoke to the light of Marceline's room shining in his eyes. He took a minute to blink allowing his vision to return to normal as he registered the environment around him, finally he noticed Marceline had woken up before him and was floating out of the bathroom, wearing a grey sleeveless dress over her blue jeans and red boots. "Morning handsome, happy to see me or is it always like that?" She asked seductively with a sly tone as she pointed out Finn's morning wood. His face turned as red as a strawberry well he tried to hide his shame. Marceline just laughed as she flew downstairs to the kitchen. "Get out of bed already and have some breakfast!" She called up in a joyful tone.
Finn stood up out of his lover's bed and strode across the room well fiddling with his shirt to cover his manhood. Finn slid down the ladder to meet Marceline in the kitchen, she was sitting at the table sucking the red from a bowl of strawberries. Finn sat down across from her and ate the grey strawberries, the sweet taste of fruit filling Finn's mouth as the two ate breakfast together.
As Finn walked outside Marceline floated behind him with a sun hat and gloves on, her ax bass strapped to her back. "Hope you don't think I'm letting you go alone. It would be boring without someone amazing by your side." Marceline spoke in a sarcastic tone, Finn only replied with a smile as Marceline followed out of the cave and towards his home. Have way through the walk Marceline grabbed Finn from under his arms, lifting into the air as they flew to his house much faster causing Finn to pout as he looked at the cotton candy forest below, as if something of value was hidden inside the covering of sweet candy.
When the two arrived at the tree house they were greeted by a familiar flaming face. Phoebe was sitting on a rock with her legs crossed as she gazed at her reflection in the pond in deep thought. "Hey candle girl, what are you doing sitting around staring as if you saw Glob?" Marceline called out sarcastically, causing to ruler to flinch in surprise, her flames glowing bright for an instant. "Jeez don't scare me like that!" She stood up glaring at Marceline until she saw Finn, giving him a friendly smile. Finn waved before he unlocked the door to the tree house. "I need to see what I have to do today so you two get alone out here alright?" Finn asked before he went into his home, leaving the Vampire Queen and ruler of the Fire Kingdom outside glaring at each other. "I have a feeling this isn't going to end well." Muttered Finn who was walking into the weapon room, grabbing a list of bounties and requests he had piled up on the desk. He then walked over to the case with the demon blood sword, unlocked it and placed the weapon into his pack. "Sorry dad… I might need our family heirloom for one last task if it comes to it." Finn said with a depressed tone as he looked at the first bounty in his hands, a sad frown crossing his face. A picture of a shadowy phantom with green eyes and a crown on its skull. Finn then read the description.
Culprit: Wraith like entity
Crimes: Mass murder, summoning undead, attacks on weak kingdoms, destruction of any life.
Description: The culprit is related to or is the Lich, as evidence the previous bearer of the Lich's soul, Sweet P. Trunks now shows no signs of ever being related in any manner to the Lich. No nightmares, horns or evidence of dark magic. Recommended actions if this culprit is spotted would be to inform your kingdom guard immediately and do not approach.
Finn could feel his teeth clench as he glared at the picture one last time. "I refuse to let you live another day to harm people. You foul monster!" Finn said with anger before he left the room to go meet up with his two companions waiting outside. Not knowing that he was being watched by many enemies.
