Chapter 30
….niggerz. I don't want to do this, I'm sad. No will to do this but, still am.
Peter: Fuck you
I WILL CUT YOU UP AND LEAVE YOUR BODY INPIECES IN A DITCH YOU LITTLE BITCH
Peter: Help me
Todays guest is… Iron Man.
Tony Stark: Sember owns nothing except for what he has create and can get away with
Well that was a boring intro. Screw it lets go
Finn was in full sprint u the steps of the ancient temple. He leaped over the vines which had grown aroud the table and were now strangling this palace of evil. Nothing would break his determination as he bounded up multiples steps with a single movement.
He had left his brothers way back as they tried to keep up with their brother. They just didn't have same fire Finn had. At the top stood Hunson Abadeer in his usual black suit and on the stone table behind him lay Marceline. She lay with her legs straight out and her arms at her sides and her long, jet black hair hanging to the floor. Finn knew that was the the table that had been used for so many sacrifices here.
"This is a very special place Finn." Hunson said in a very casual tone. "How so?" asked Finn. "You see, this is the only place in all of Ooo where you can steal the soul of an immortal." He replied, his tone unaltered. "Well, that's great. I'd love to steal your soul, and then your daughter." Finn sneered. "I think I'll mount your head above our bed, and make your lifeless head watch as I fuck her day in and day out till the day I die." He continued.
"So for what, 2 weeks?" Hunson replied smugly. "You wouldn't be the first to ravage that slut. Used goods boy." Finn stared at the figure in front of him and saw him in a new, darker, light. "I know you're the lord of evil and the ruler of the Night-O-Sphere, but I never expected this from you. Even when you were stealing the souls of the people of Ooo, you still showed compassion to Marceline, but now? Nothing. You truly have a black soul. And I take it upon myself as my job to cleanse this world and all other of your existence." Finished Fin as he drew is new black and red sword and a sword he had picked up on one his adventures.
"Do you really think your fancy sword and the Sword of Kings is enough to beat me?" Hudson mocked. "The what?" Asked the confused boy. "That sword in your left hand is the Sword of Kings. Forged in the Night-O-Sphere with the purest demon blood with a combination of a now extinct element. It was the most powerful weapon in the known world and known worlds till that albino blade on your back was forged."
Finn stared at the rusted and dirty blade, "So, this is a powerful weapon, eh? Let's give it some juice then." And with his words, a black bolt of electricity blasted through the blade. The shock had returned to the blade to its original form. A silver blade with a black handle.
A simple design but Finn could feel the power coursing through it. "You're done old man." Finn said, now with unbreakable confidence. "It won't be able to save you. Or her. Nothing will. Her soul will remain with me and her body with Ash."
"What was that? Ash?" Said Finn, trying to figure out what to do with his newest piece of the puzzle. Finn turned to see his brothers now reaching the top, "Go look for a grey skinned wizard named Ash. Kill him and this might all be over."
Without a word, the two ran off to begin their search. "Let's begin then shall we?" Asked Hunson. Finn didn't need to be asked again as he charge and swung the sword of kings only for it to be blocked by the Abadeer family ax. It had its bass string removed and had now had a cylindrical handle.
Finn broke off and begun swing each sword back and forth as Hunson continuously dodged and blocked. "You're fast, but I'm just getting warmed up." Said Finn.
Hunson smiled and charged. He swung his ax like he was trying to hit a baseball out of Yankee stadium, only for it to be blocked by Finn. The two fought back and forth, pushing harder and harder, trying to win this clash.
Finn would be the victor as he delivered a quick kick to the stomach of Hunson and threw him back. Hunson fell and did a back roll to land back on his feet. Finns cheap shot angered Hunson, so he changed into his giant squid form and began swinging his tentacle everywhere, trying to smash his opponent.
Finn easily dodged until he stumbled and was hit hard. He flew a few feet before he readjust mid-air and landed nicely. Hunson changed back to his normal form only now he had 2 swords and his ax was sheathed on his back. The two swung their swords, each constantly switching from an attack to defense.
Hunson was the first to score a hit, slashing Finns right arm. Before He could capitalize, he was blasted back by a shock of lightning. He rolled around in as the pain only got worse. Finn sprang into action and slashed Hunsons left leg and arm.
Finn was then thrown away by a blast of dark power. AS he rose so did Hunson. He was just as beat up as Fin. Hunson was bleeding from his arm and leg and had several smaller cuts and dozens of bruises. Finn wasn't in much better shape. He was bleeding from his forehead into his eyes and his arm wasn't bleeding any less from his earlier wound. Hunson dropped his swords and drew his ax while Finn sheathed the Sword of Kings. The two combatants charged at each other, preparing to end the battle now.
They two swung at each at each other and ran past each other. After a few seconds of standing back to back, Hunson fell to a knee from his wound, but Finn fell to his knees and then to his face. He had a deep slash across his chest and was bleeding profusely.
Just as Hunson was about to celebrate there was an explosion of power. He turned to see the lifeless body of Finn rise back to its feet. A white aura surrounded him. Hunsons eyes widened for he knew it was over for him now. He was running out of strength while Finn hadn't even come close to running out of gas and now this.
The evilest part of him was now awake, and so were his powers.
Cliffhanger. Suck it.
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