Chapter 3

The break of dusk in Ooo was always the quietest during that time when everyone huddles inside their cozy homes and light a kindling fire, wrapping themselves in heavy warm blankets as the weather has taken to a heavy coldness.

Marceline loved this time of year where the air was a cold crisp and the night time quiet as the only sound that broke her ears was the light flap of her wings. Her ruffling soft fur rippled through the soft chilling wind as she made her way towards a tall mountain that held a glorious castle. The surrounding area was heavily guarded by guards and every door and window were locked tight with bolts and chains, preventing a certain child from escaping.

She knew taking the form of a tiny bat was her only safe bet from getting caught or even being heard as she silently glided down, spreading her small wings to expand and descend down as she knew only one way inside the castle and only way out.

As she softly landed upon the mush grass from the early downpour Marceline squeezed herself through a hidden cracked hole that led inside the castle's Throne room.

As she poke her round fuzzy head through the opening her slitted red eyes watched two guards marching their every night cycle pattern going up and down the long hallway of the throne room. She waited until their time of hour watching the room was up and headed to the gardens.

As that hour pass and the guards gone Marceline once again squeezed herself out of the tiny hole, shuffling a little to poke most of her fur out of the way she quietly flew to the shadows of the castle, making her way upwards and stopping little often to wait for a passing guard she continued to hide in the darkness.

As she reached her destination Marceline flattened herself as much as possible by squeezing under the double doors frame. By doing so Marceline looked around the familiar room she has visited almost every night. The walls were tall and painted in a pale pink. The flooring was polished as she could see her reflection on the tiles. The long thick windows, covered in dark purple drapes and a wooden chest was placed against the middle of the windows. The other side was decorated with bookshelves of different colored books, some thick and some thin. Another long door was inside the room as Marceline discovered was the bathroom that was very much fitted for a 'Princess'.

And finally the main source Marceline was finding was the large bed that was placed in the middle of the room.

As she quietly flapped herself to the bed she perched herself on the end of the beds railings. Her red slitted eyes watched a small huddle in the middle of the bed, the thick pale pink blankets covering her favorite little person that was seeking warmth shelter inside. As Marceline crawled her way on the blankets she made her way close to the lump and perched herself on a plush pillow, right above where the lump was and underneath peeked some pale pink hair.

"Hello little one." Marceline flicked her forked tongue as she purred to the person under the thick blankets.

"Marcy?" The small huddle shifted and a head poked out. Pink pale hair ruffled and uncombed. Fair blemish skin glowed as the moonlight peeked its way in through the thin cracks of the curtains. Blue eyes reflected the same light as they focused sleepily on the small bat that has settled on top of her pillow she way laying on. "Marcy!"

The girl quickly sat up on her knees, tucking her legs under her bum as she leaned forward and rested on her forearms. She has grown quite a lot ever since she met Marceline. She was aging well and her body was now in the process of growing curves. Her chest not quite large nor small but just the right amount at her age. Her limbs stretched longer and showed much more leanness whenever she moved or turned.

"Happy thirteenth Birthday little one." Marceline said as she watched the girl gave a small chortle and leaned in to squish her nose against the small bat's. "Can I see now Marcy?" She plead in that disgusting sweetness that made Marceline fur puff with arousal.

"Not yet little one." Marceline never showed her true form to the girl until she was at the right age and showing herself to the girl would take much time to get use to. She would shift in her small bat form as always and sometimes a bigger one. If she felt her mate in danger or afraid of anything that bothered her throughout the days she would shift in her wolf form to show her mate that she will protect and will never let anything harm her while she was around.

"Please Marcy." Bonnie out stretched her arm and pressed her palm against the side of the tiny bats form, loving the soft tuff slip through her fingers.

Marceline sighed as she nuzzled her flat large nose against the warmth of the girls palm, feeling her thumb lovingly stroke the back of her small head and ears. "Listen to me Bon, Not until you're at the right age and who knows," Marceline tucked her wings behind her as she drooped her ears down, her slitted eyes closing shut. "You might not like who I truly am..."

Bonnie carefully took the small bat in both her palms and sat up. "Oh Marcy, no." She gently pressed her between her breasts, letting the small bat hear her soft heartbeat as she knew this was the bats favorite place throughout their time together. "I would always love the way you are." She felt the small bat press deeply into her chest as Marceline gave her a small nuzzle and occasionally a kiss, careful of her fangs to the girls soft skin.

"I know it's tough being young but once you're ready-"

"I am ready Marcy!" Bonnie curled herself around the bat, shielding her while raising the bat to her throat."We've been through so much together Marcy...You protected me so much, stayed with me every night and played with me, you're my only friend my.." Bonnie wasn't very good with her words of 'affection' yet as she was still young and still had private classes within her castle to learn of becoming a woman."My only one Marcy.."

Marceline turned hear fuzzy head to the side, resisting the hunger that dwells in the pit of her stomach every time she was near so close to her throat, that pulsating loving jugular that calls to her with each beat of her heart. "Please listen to me BonBon." A favorite pet name the vampire loved calling her half mate. "I know that. But you're not ready and I lived for over a thousand years and I'm not ready to accept until you fully accept this."

The small bat wiggled her way out of those soft hands and perched on the girls shoulder, placing her tiny clawed hand on the shell of the girls ear. "This is something you must understand once you're older."

Bonnie pouted. Furrowing her light brows, Bonnie slightly turned her head to face the bat and side glance at her. "I don't like it here Marcy.."

Marceline leaned and lightly brushed her furry cheek against the smooth one and giving it a quick lick. "I know little one. But if they found out your gone they will go to the one person they always assume." Marceline out stretched her wings and levitated in front of the girls view, being at eye level and placing her clawed hands on the girls small upper lip she hushed. "Me."

Bonnie sighed as she knew that Marcy always knew the right call for safety and carefulness. She was still so young but in her learning of rights where she lived she was at the age to be married and have a child. She didn't want that. She wanted to be with Marcy and go with her wherever she travels and adventures. Marcy always tells her stories of her years of experience life and it's brutal moments but her mind was already plagued with being with her.

"What if-" Bonnie felt the bat nuzzle the side of her nose. "What if they..force me to marry?" The nuzzling stopped and red slitted eyes looked at bright blue ones.

"They won't. I am a Queen and I over rule an heir." Marceline began to shift in a form that Bonnie hasn't seen before. The sounds of bones reconstructing themselves into longer limbs and skin stretching. She shifted herself in a taller figure, not quite showing the girl her true form but just a small hint of what she will on the day they will bond forever. Her entire form was a black that no light can pierce threw and long silken hair flowed around like it was underwater, her red eyes glowed a soft kindle as she leaned towards Bonnie, forcing her to lay on her back and her, on top.

"You will always belong to me, my princess."

Bonnie cupped both of the girls blackened cheeks, rubbing her thumbs below her pointed black ears as she deeply poured her soul into those soft red eyes. "I want it tonight." She purred as she watched Marceline give no hesitation, knowing all too well what the young girl wanted couldn't stop the lust the vampire was seeking when she arrived.

Leaning down, Marceline gave the girl a long lick on her jugular before lightly caressing her fangs against the pulsation.

With a soft mewl from Bonnie, those fangs lovingly sank into her flesh, marking what belongs to her.

And only her.

A jolt shot through Bonnie's body as it slightly swayed back and forth. She was nestled in a hammock that was messily made. With the continuing swaying, Bonnie felt her stomach bile up as the slow motion of the rocking inside where she was placed was beginning to rise from her throat.

As much as she hated the feeling she slowly sat up on the rickety hammock and lazily rubbed at her eyes, getting rid of the sleep dust that formed and the sluggish bags underneath.

"Ohh, my head." She reached up and clutched the sides of her head, feeling her hair slip threw her fingers Bonnie lazily blinked her heavy lids hard to shake off the dizziness and the blur of her vision, not that the pounding inside her skull was helping she slowly lifted her head and scanned her surroundings.

She was inside a room that's for sure. Great.

The room had a husking blue glow to it. The walls were dark aligned with wooden beams that has many slashes and splinters into them as well as cracks that formed in four long gashes. They bore with shelves that has wicker trinkets and adored gems. In the middle was a luxurious chair and a desk that was beyond a mess. Papers and books that were thick and dusted with many years of unused, the book covers tattered and rippled, they also had the same scratch marks along them and on top of the mess laid a single, blue flame.

Strange, that looks familiar.

As she felt her headache worsen she rolled herself to the side, planting her bare feet on the rough wooden floor as the soft silky sheet slid down her shoulders and that's when it hit her.

She was naked.

"Eh?!" Bonnie quickly shot herself back up on the hammock and draped the sheets over her head, blocking herself from anyone seeing her bare skin. But I'm alone right? No one's in here. Right?

"Wrong."

Bonnie shrieked as she heard a sound of another person in the room, singing the word in that matter. She quickly popped her head from under the sheets and clutched it tightly to her bare breasts. Glancing around hastily for the source of the sound Bonnie nervously called out. "W-whose t-there?"

An eerie sound of a husking chuckle was vibrating against the wooden beams of the room. Bonnie jerked, tightening her shoulders and hunching forward, feeling a cold rush of wind hit her bare back. She heard that disembodied husked voice again.

"You're dead in cold armor." The voice playfully sang.

A woman?

Bonnie felt her adrenaline calm down as well as her quickened heart. "Why are you hiding?" The pink haired girl looked around the room but found no woman in sight.

"Why are you hiding?" The voice gave a playful chuckle as the other woman in the room watched Bonnie blush, hoisting the sheets further up to her neck.

"That's...Very distasteful." Bonnie said in a bland voice, quickly getting annoyed by this 'new' company that is lurking in the room.

"There's nothing distasteful about what you're made out of." As much as Bonnie thought she was safe on the poorly made hammock those words were huskily whispered next to her ear, feeling the cool breathe tickle the shell and electrified her pulse.

"Okay! Enough of the games!" Bonnie squeaked in a high voice as she shot her hand up to her chilled ear. "I am a princess! Royalty! And demand you to show yourself!"

"As you wish." And as the princess demanded, her wish was granted. A flash of a dark mist appeared in front of her and manifested into a woman.

Bonnie shot her eyes wide open as the first sight she saw was a pair of crimson eyes. She yelped and stumbled backwards, hitting her bare bum onto the floor while still holding onto the thin sheets. Her tailbone shot a jolt of pain to the back of her head as she hissed from the impaling impact. As she couldn't tender the swelling pain Bonnie looked up to the woman who appeared right in front of her. She has long flowing black hair that sucked any light that tried to shine through it. Her skin was a pale grey and pointed ears, pierced with gold that glinted from the blue flame. Her lashes were long and thick and her nose sharp with a small curve. Her lips her a darker grey, plumb and soft. She wore a revealing shirt that showed off her swelling cleavage. Her pants were tight and tattered with holes and rips. Her boots, black and hugged to the calves.

"Looks like you've seen a ghost." The woman teasingly flicked out her forked tongue, purring as she showed off her impish grin, full of sharp teeth and two large fangs.

"Y-you're-" Bonnie paled as she watched the woman hover above the ground. "-What are you?"

Marceline slowly levitated over the tousled hammock and descended down on the ground in front of the pink haired girl. "What do you think I am?" Marceline slowly landed on her knees and planted her clawed hands on the floor. "A ghoul?" She slowly crawled her way to Bonnie who slowly scooted herself back as the vampire inched closer. "Nope. An a abomination?" She crawled closer and watched the girl scoot back again. "Nope. A troll?" She continued to crawl as the girls back hit the end of the game, her skin shivered as the wood lightly scraped against her.

Marceline bit her lip, one fang peeking out as she cornered her prey. "Nope." Finally reaching the frightened girl Marceline leaned in further, her nose barely touching the other girls as she teasingly flicked out her tongue. "I'm the Vampire Queen."

Bonnie sucked in her breathe as those red eyes pierced into her blue ones. "And what makes you think," Marceline lifted one of her hands and lightly pointed her claw nail against Bonnie's cover stomach. "You can demand," She trailed that pointed finger upwards, feeling up her flat stomach and in between her breasts."A queen." The tip of her nail traced up her throat and rested under the girls chin, still giving her that devilish fanged grin.

In an instant Bonnie felt a icy chill as that fingertip touched her chin. "You're a vampire?" She whispered quietly, meaning to think the answer then to know it. This was a vampire, staring right at her with eyes that drowned in the color of blood and every so often shifted, possibly studying her features as much as Bonnie was. As Bonnie grew uncomfortable under the vampiric gaze she broke the silence. "You...Read my mind?"

The vampire didn't move from her position as she glanced down the girl's covered breasts. "Duh, I'm a vampire." She tilted her head, her black hair flowing to one side as she moved her finger back down her throat, feeling it swallow. "And I've got good eyes too." As she lightly gripped the thin sheet she felt a swap at her hand, recoiled it back and hissing.

"Pardon me but surely you know what personal space is?!" Bonnie quickly brought her feet up and kicked the vampire at her legs, fuming a heated blush. "And what do you mean 'good eyes'?" Bonnie clutched the sheet as she pressed herself further up the wall. As she the vampire felt the first kick her reflexes caught the lithe ankle in a tight grip, carefully not to bruise the skin.

"You know, that muzzle can be a good use right now." As the vampire carefully pulled the ankle her way Bonnie felt herself slide back down to the floor as she was being yanked by both her ankles now, the vampire now full on top of her, hovering as her black hair tickled one of her bare shoulders.

Bonnie squirmed under the vampire as she felt the sheets shift, the thin fabric slightly slipping down and out, peeking her cleavage.

Marceline glanced at the new exposed flesh, licking her upper lip and letting go of the lithe ankles she darted her eyes back to the princess. "Between you and me, I have the upper hand right now." Bonnie watched the vampire lift herself up and off of her, carefully keeping her eyes on her as she watched the vampire make her way to the desk, swaying her hips as she walked on the creaking wooden beams. "You're a princess right? I heard from the ghouls." Marceline turned around as she spoke, lifting herself upon the desk and perching she cupped her chin in her palm, gleaming at the girl on the floor. "You're up auction."

Bonnie gave a sigh, feeling much better with the huge space between them as she carefully sat up, bringing the thin sheet with her as she gave the vampire a glare. "And what? You're going to sell me?"

The vampire gave a guffaw laugh, slightly tipping herself backwards. "No, no, no!" Marceline planted both her palms on the desk's edge, feeling the slight scratches she left she gave the princess a lop-sided smirk. "You belong to me." Marceline pointed at the princess and back at herself. She spoke again in a much rather husky tone. "And what belongs to me never gets away." She watched the princess carefully, wanting to get a good reaction out of her but instead got a much rather displeased answer.

The princess scoffed, turning her head to the side to avoid the vampire's glee. "I already belong to someone."

Marceline tapped her clawed finger against the desk, the sound making a clicking noise inside the silent quarters. The vampire let out a low chuckle. "Tell me then, who do you belong to?" She felt her dead blood boil in an instant hearing those words come out of her princess's soft lips. "Because I don't like sharing my things."

Bonnie whipped her head to the vampire, giving her a scoff. "I already belong to a vampire." Feeling rather bold, Bonnie hoisted herself up and tugging on the sheet, tying it to make it into a toga and making sure that it was tight enough for her to move she did so, making her way towards the vampire as she gladly stride, the long tattered sheet slightly being dragged behind her sway. As she got close enough she leaned her upper body and placed both her hands on her hips. "And she is much polite than you!"

"She huh?" Marceline watched Bonnie's face lit up in a flash. Her pointed ears flicked as she heard her suck in air in a rush.

"Y-yes. And she already marked me, you can't break that." Bonnie flustered.

Marceline shifted her crimson eyes to Bonnie's neck and quickly back to light blue ones. "Show me."

The princess didn't budge. She stayed still like a statue upon hearing what the vampire said. Feeling her face steaming up Bonnie couldn't show this vampire her mark. But will it save me?

She watched those crimson eyes darken as the pit of her stomach begun to bile and burn with nervousness. Learning from her former vampire when she was much younger she was told a vampire's temper was like a drop of a needle as well as being bitten by another vampire will vile her blood, causing herself to become deadly ill. She remembered her vampire bat's words clearly in her mind, Bonnie couldn't risk her chance as she felt like she will be once bitten again, but with the one perched up on the desk. With a sigh and silent mind prying she lifted her hand and brought her long hair to one side, tilting her head a bit to show the vampire her smooth neck and the promise mark.

Marceline's eyes quickly dilated as she saw those year long scars that have pierced that smooth neck. She remembered the first day they met in the catacombs, seeing a frightened small little girl that was soaked to the bone and shaking like a leaf from the bitter cold.

She blinked, darting her eyes away as she felt that surging lust hit her fangs and between her legs. Marceline missed this feeling. Missed the woman that was finally in her presence. The familiar smell of morning dew hit her nostrils as the scent was coming from the young princess. Her fangs tingled behind her lips as she curled her fingers, digging into the desk and hearing the wood splinter and crack as she held back her instinct to pounce on the princess, not to mention the uncomfortable growing heat that was swelling between her legs Marceline quickly hopped off the desk and towards her drawer. Swinging both doors open she fetched the princess a more comfortable clothing. Digging inside and finding what will fit the small girl, Marceline placed the clothing set on her forearm and turned to the princess. "I don't have much that will fit you but this will do."

Bonnie watched as the vampire approached her and handing her the clothing. With a silent nod she took the materiel.

They both stared at each other for a moment before the vampire spoke. "What? You don't like'em?"

"I'm waiting for you to turn around." Bonnie said in annoyance.

Marceline let out a loud bolstering laugh as she did what she was told, turning around and levitating she let a smile crack her face and closed her crimson eyes. How cute she's become.

With a cute change Bonnie inspected her wear. The shirt she was given was a bit saggy due to her lithe frame. It was washed and didn't seem worn often as the color was a light peach and the sleeves puffed from the forearms, allowing easy excess of a breeze Bonnie tucked the rest of the sagging shirt into her belt pants that were a dark red and were also a bit saggy. Thanks to the belt black belt that snugged her waist it held a silver buckle. Bonnie looked back to the vampire. "Okay, I'm done."

Marceline turned around, hovering in the air she was pleased to see her princess in her clothing. "Looks good on you." She laughed as she heard the princess huff. Bonnie turned around on her heels and started for the door but the vampire didn't let her get far such as two steps. "Oh come now," The princess felt cool hands onto her shoulders, stiffen up to the chill she felt the vampire nose into the back of her ear, giving it a small nuzzle as she spoke. "You have a bigger tempter then me princess." Marceline felt the rising heat come off the shoulders of the pink haired girl. Delighted in the warmth, Marceline tugged the princess backwards, watching her bare feet stumble and the lithe body beneath her slugged back against hers. " In-fact, I prefer you this way." The vampire hissed by a reddened ear.

Bonnie on the other hand, didn't. "Unhand me you brute!" She shoved herself away from the vampire, stepping away enough that she was a safe distance away and sharply turned on her heels, glaring at the smirking undead. "You have some nerve treating a princess like this!" Bonnie stomped a foot on the floor, hands fisted by her sides as she straightens up her posture. With a huff out of her nose she opened her mouth again."I am Bonnibel, princess of Ooo and I will be found and you will be be-headed!" The pink girl watched the stunned vampire. Her royal tone has certainly effected the undead in a certain way it almost made Bonnie's bones brittle in nervousness. That was, until Marceline shook off the shock and begun to laugh in her cocky husk.

The cackling vampire continued her fits as the princess fumed. Clearly annoyed by this entity Bonnie stomped her way towards the vampire. Her heart begun to race in panic and rage. "You have some nerve-" She couldn't finish her speech when the vampire suddenly flash out of her sight and was right behind her again. Her large hands gripped the princess by her hips, carefully not to prick her with her long talons as she rested her chin on the stiff girl's shoulder.

"You know," Marceline closed her eyes as Bonnie felt those long lashes kiss the side of her reddened cheek. She felt the vampire's breasts press against her back and as she begun to speak again, those large hands slowly slid to her navel. "If I were a brute I'd be sucking the soul right out of this body of mine." She heard a teasing purr in the vampire words. Gulping down the large lump that has risen from Bonnie's throat she shut her eyes tightly when she felt those cold hands slither their way up her body, stopping right under her breasts. "And if you were saved," Squeezing those two orbs under her large hands Marceline flicked out her forked tongue as she heard Bonnie gasp. "I'd come get you again." Feeling the pink haired girl began to tremble against her Marceline opened her demonic eyes and side glanced at the princess.

Bonnie felt her body quiver. Heat rising quickly and spreading through her body as she felt the vampire still her actions. What is this? She didn't know what this new feeling was that was quickly making her ache between her thighs. Squeezing her legs together tightly Bonnie brought her hands up and gripped the vampire's wrists. "You..." She didn't have the breathe to speak as the vampire behind her pulled her tightly to her, only feeling the coolness of the body. No heart beat.

As if she knew that her end of the line was here then so be it. Her body had a instinct to obey towards the vampire as her mind was screaming at her to run. Her head began to sweat and her breathing came in short huffs as she stared blankly at the inside of her eyelids. This vampire had done something to her for her to act like this, as if she was under a spell in the demons grip Bonnie suddenly had a flash of similar feelings towards another. Her other vampire would make her feel this way when she was young and growing up to realize that she was in love with the opposite entity her action were on auto-polite as her long time friend would be near her or feel that soft tuft of hair that would brush her cheek and neck. That was, until her vampire suddenly vanished. As if she never exist. Time and reality sunk in her broken heart once she sat by her opened window, staring off into the night and flickering her eyes to a nearby clock and realizing that time was beginning to be later and later. Day after day. She waited a full week and that had already gave a heavy hit in her chest, as if the ocean had suddenly swallowed her and sinking her down into the abyss. The whole year she was in a statue form, not eating or sleeping or even listening to her private teachers as her blue eyes stared off into nothingness. That heart ache never stopped when her vampire never showed up at the age of fourteen.

She shook off those thoughts as she opened her eyes and focused ahead of herself. Gripping the lean wrists tighter Bonnie turned her head to the side and wrinkled her nose, giving the vampire another one of her princess glares. "Why are you doing this to me?" Her voice gave a crack in the end of her words.

Marceline felt the lithe body against her, the growing heat still there but the coldness in that voice made her bite her lip with her sharp fang. The vampire suddenly let go and hovered a foot back, quickly clearly her throat and running a hand through her black long hair she felt her own voice swell in nervousness. "I'm a vampire." She levitated herself down and planted her boots on the creaking floor boards. "And I can do whatever I want when I want." She watched the vampire side glance at her. "And that means you will do as I say." Bonnie felt her blood run cold. The feeling of a burning, yet icing pierce of dullness aching hit her in the middle of the heart as she watched the vampire turned full around and slowly walked her way to her prey. "What. I. Want," She chanted her first demand to the princess once again. Continuing watching the undead Bonnie's feet stayed planted to the floor, feeling like they have glued themselves there to keep her from running she felt the vampire's presence closer to her. "When. I. Want." The vampire quickly flashed infront of Bonnie, hearing the girl give a squeak she swiftly took ahold of her shoulder's. "And you're what I want." Lifting herself and Bonnie from the ground Marceline crushed the small girl against her once again, feeling that delicious heart pump with fear and heat. Leaning her head down and nosing the long pink hair away from the princess's neck she saw those two tiny bite marks that she had left years ago.

I promise to tell you soon, my Bonnibel.

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