Hi everyone. Don't complain how I took a while, schools been kicking my balls so hard its not even funny.

Peter: And that girl that broke up with you after one day because she wants a monster cock to tear her in half.

Not like im small.

Peter: NO but shes a whore. Just get that other girl.

Good point. What are you playing at?

Peter: Nothing, I just don't want to get shot again.

Answer accepted. Today's guest will be….. I have no idea now.

Peter: how about the Lich?

No, to gay

Peter: Marceline?

Not fair, main character on story.

Peter: Fiona?

She's not in this story so yeah. BITCH GET YO POSSIBLY FINE ASS IN HERE.

Fiona: I do have a fine ass.

Agreed. You do. Now do what you have to do.

Fiona: Sember2013 doesn't own anything except for what he has created and can get away with.

Now on with the-

Peter: Hold on.

What?

Peter: I wanna say something.

Oh shit. Fine, go ahead.

Peter: All the personal shit bout the writer, is true and embarrassing as fuck which is why I laugh my balls off at this 15 year old faggot.

I'm going to have Menendez torture you, a wolf rape you, a donkey kick you in the teeth, and let the giant chicken eat your dead body after he kills you.

Peter: Oh Fuck.

Finn and Marceline were walking out of the hospital the morning after she had learned of his imminent death. Even with this knowledge she still had a smile on her face. She knew there was little time left but she had his promise to spend as much of it with her as possible. Unfortunately those plans would have to be put on hold. A man, short, thin, and glinted in the light as he came running up to the couple.

"Mister Finn, I am a messenger from the village of tin." He said as hi showed his crumpled metallic face. Finn sighed heavily, knowing he would have to do a mission to save the weak village, "What do you want?" He asked, all happiness drained from his voice. "We have been attacked by blade golems. They are slicing us to pieces so the have something to wrap their food in." He answered quickly.

"Seriously?" Marceline asked, a little disturbed by what she had just heard. "Yes and Mister Finn has been asked to help." He stated. Finn sighed heavily again, "Fine. I'm sorry Marceline but I have to. I'll be back soon." He said planting a quick peck on her cheek and finishing by disappearing in a black blur. She sighed just like he had, "You know, I really do hate the residents of Ooo."

Finn quickly arrived at the village, just as quickly as he had disappeared from the Candy Kingdom. He walked into the village and saw sheets of tin foil everywhere. If these creatures had been organic it would have been disgusting and Finn would have vomited his lunch. "How dare you come to interfere with our affairs Finn the Human?" Boomed a voice.

Finn turned to see the blade golems. In the front stood the source of the voice and their king. He, like all the others, was silver only he had several more blades extending from his body and was far larger. The average blade golem was between 7 and 8 feet tall, but he was about 12 feet in height. "I have no time to talk, leave or die." Finn said as he reached behind his back to grab one of his two swords. He accidentally grabbed his once silver sword, that had mysteriously changed pure white, by mistake. When he touched it, he could feel Sheamus's power spark and he instantly released the sword an grabbed his demon blood sword.

"You will die here then, boy." Said the King. The golems charged, except for the king who hadn't moved. Finn charged in and began slashing. He was cutting down foe after foes ant extreme speeds. As he fought, he would come in contact with the golems skin, and would receive sharp cuts from their razor sharp flesh. When he had slashed through about half his enemies, approximately 38 golems, he stepped back, "I give you one chance to leave. Any who stay will die by my hand." He said clearly. He waited, but none moved. "So be it." He said and charged in, stopping just short of the remaining target and swung his sword horizontally across his body, releasing a huge blast of blue electricity as he swung his family heirloom.

The sickle shaped energy that had been released from his sword cut through them like butter, leaving only an exhausted Finn an evil king before him. "Will you choose to leave?" Asked Finn. "I never leave a good fight un-fought." He said as he charged at Finn, who did the same. Finn jumped up high and brought his sword crashing down on to the kings head. But the hoped for result was not achieved. Instead of ending the fight, the sword broke into two pieces and sent small shards everywhere.

"Fuck. I liked this sword." Finn said angrily as he stared down his opponent. "Looks like im gonna win." The king said, turning his hand into a sharp spike. Finn reached back and reluctantly grabbed the white sword. "I swear if I lose more than one day because of this,…. I'm gonna torture you in hell." Finn said as he drew the sword out, releasing a huge wave of white energy. It was so bright; the king was blinded momentarily until the power faded down. When he looked up, what he saw shocked him.

There stood Finn, his sweatshirt changed entirely white except for the black eagle patch on his right shoulder, and his jeans had turned from blue to a deep, night black. None of this really surprised him though. It was the sword that shocked him, it had changed from a medieval styled sword, to a katana, its handle pitch black and its blade a dull white. "This is not its final form." Finn said. "And you will not live to see it." He added heartlessly.

"So your sword changed big woop. I'm still gonna kill yo-" he was cut off by a solid punch to the stomach. The king jumped back. "How can you move that fast now. You weren't even visible." The king yelled. "This is only the beginning of my true capabilities and it will be the most you see." Finn responded, as he finished he began to cough up blood. "Haha, you can't hold this power for long. It's ravaging your body. All I have to do is last." Those were the last words he spoke as Finn sliced off his head it the jaw.

OK not that great of a chapter but im getting back into the groove of things. That is all. goodbye. MENENDEZ, ATTACK THE JUMPER CABLES TO HIS NUTS.