A/N- So I hope that yall are liking this story so far. I decided that the past needed to end just before anyone really gets to do anything. And just so it doesn't get confusing, when I use Italics, its going into a flash back.

Also so need to have this person say something to you.

Princess Bubblegum: Exodix does not own any part of Adventure Time, and only writes for fun. Furthermore all ownership to the characters of Adventure Time goes to Pendelton Ward and Natasha Allegri.

Thank you PB. Onto Chapter three.

-991 years ago-

I'm in pain. Why am I in so much pain? It feels like I fell from a cliff into a river of concrete, or I went five rounds with a kangaroo. My eyes are heavy, and don't seem to want to open, but I force them to anyways. It takes a few seconds, and when they do I want to shut them right away again.

I'm laying on my stomach, the ground cool against the parts of my stomach that are bare through my ragged and torn t-shirt. All around me is the rubble of the city that I had recently traveled to. Pillars of rock that used to be skyskrapers stood as a chilling reminder of what had once been. The place that I was laying right now seemed to have once been a type of church, although which kind was almost impossible to tell. Part of one wall had been completely destroyed, and all the pews had been blasted apart where if I wasn't careful while walking I would have a large piece of wood pierce my skin. All this though was not the reason I wanted to shut my eyes again. The reason for that was the small pool of cimson that had formed near my head while I slept.

I tested my arm out by trying to move it, and found that it still worked fine but hurt like hell to even move a finger. I knew though that I had to check the rest of my body, so I started to roll over onto my back. I look down at my chest and see through the rags that there are a lot of cuts and bruises covering it, and it takes me a minute to remember that I had already had those, and sighed in relief. It felt like something in my chest hurt, which that pain was new, so I assumed that I had a broken rib or something.

"Why does a thirteen year old hafta deal with the world being like this?" I mumble to myself, thinking back over the past five years. I've fought, run, hidden, taken anything that I could find to help me with my jorney. "I wish I could just find my sister." I say a little louder to the empty church, not sure if its because I'm testing to see if my voice still works, or that I'm just lonely.

I force myself to my feet, grunting in pain as I do, and start to walk away from the blood on the floor. I look up and see a few glass chandilears were still hanging up on the ceiling, and that the cross at the front of the room had only tilted to the side. I lean down and pick up my backpack, the most important thing that I have, full of bottled water, coke a cola, food, different nick nacks that are full of memories. Getting it one my back I grab my make shift sword that had helped a good bit during the time in the wreckage of the world, and put it between my backpack an my back where it managed to stay there. It was made up of a piece of wreckage from a plane that I had found, tied to a smaller piece of metal that was wrapped in leather. It wasn't the greatest thing to protect myself with, and it fell apart all the time, but it was nice thing to have to scare away things that could tell it was sharp. I then I pick up the case that I had found holding a guitar that looked like a sword, and I planned on finding a book that could teach me how to play, might make the nights a little less lonely. After I have everything slinged over my shoulder and on my back I start walking towards the exit I start to hear the weird sounds coming from outside the building. I think quickly trying to decide whether it would be a bad idea or not to go outside, find what was there and potentially having to run from something else that was out there. My mind made itself up, and I drew my makeshift sword and kicked the doors open stepping out into the dim light of day, the dark clouds, that had been there ever since the nukes had dropped, covering the sun.

I rush forward ready to cut down whatever was in front of me as I try to escape, but I instead run right into something knocking it down. I look up and see a pale skinned girl with dark hair who was in jeans and a t-shirt that looked close to new. My eyes widened as I yelled out in exileration. "MARCELINE!" escaped my throat as I threw my arms around her hugging her tightly, "I'm so glad that I finally found you." With that tears started to form in his eyes as he saw the man standing behind her, staring at me like I'm a crazy person. "Have you been taking care of my sister this whole time sir?" I said looking at the young girl in front of me as she opens her mouth to say something...

"Hey... Hey..." I heard in my ear. I was being shaken as my mind snapped back to the present seeing a giant bun sitting next to me. "Uhh.. are you ok?" it asked in a deep voice. I look him over and smell a little bit of cinniman in the air.

"Yeah... I'm fine," I said back wiping sweat off my brow, "Just dreaming of the past." a hint of sadness can be heard in my voice but the bun didn't seem to hear it at all.

"Oh. OK." It said and started to walk away. I smiled as the bun turned a corner and disappeared. Looking up at the sky I saw that it was coming close to dusk.

"I need to hurry," I said to myself, and fixed my backpack, and guitar case on my back, and start to walk toward the gates of the kindom. Before I reached them though the little man made of peppermint came running up to me holding a piece of paper.

"The princess almost forgot to help you with your second request. Here is a map leading you to where the taffy tree forest used to be." he said handing the paper to me.

I look down at it, and start to smile a little more. "Thanks for bringing this to me, and please thank the princess for me." I say a glint of hope in my voice as I watch the butler bow a little, and then head back up towards the castle. I look out at the plains, and smile, "It looks like my luck really is changing. Time to find her. Time to find Marceline