Two war cries scream out from the heart of the arena as Marshall Lee and Finn charge at each other, axe dragging behind the immortal while Finn holds his sword high above his head. Marshall swings his axe towards Finn, Finn quickly blocks. Their weapons clash together in a shower of sparks. Their sharp blades holding their grounds against each other in an 'x' They grit their teeth and glare at each other. Suddenly Marshall whips his axe back, Finn quickly uses the opportunity to swing his sword swiftly upwards, planning on slashing Marshall's neck.
Marshall Lee steps back, the blade just barely skimming by his head. Now clear of Finn's blade, he uses the small space to violently leap his body into the air. Finn's eyes go wide at the leap before quickly back stepping as the axe slams down. It smashes into the sand before him, causing a large wave of sand to cover him. Or more importantly, his eyes, blinding the hero. He immediately panics, scrambling backwards as he desperately rubs his eyes with his left hand. Not that Marshall would give him a fair chance. He releases another war cry and flies towards Finn, axe sweeping in a massive arc.
His war cry stupidly enough alerts Finn of an incoming attack, making him trip in his panic, causing Marshall's axe to sweep above him much to his dismay. Finn has no idea what just happened, so he quickly rolls away before bringing his arm up to remove his prickly blindness. His eyes snap open, Marshall is flying towards him, axe trailing behind his decent. Finn goes to back away but discovers something blocking him. It was the arena wall. Marshall twists his body before violently throwing his base, flying away from the grinning vampire at high speed, heading directly for Finn's chest.
The hero throws himself out of harm's way, axe smashing into the wall sending rubble flying, as the weapon embeds itself in the sandstone. Finn pushes himself off the floor, breathing heavily with a petrified expression 'that was way too close!' He snaps his head towards the vampire. Finding him directly in front of him. He doesn't have time to even yelp as he receives a knee to the chest. He grunts as his body slams into the wall, then slides to the ground. A massive cheer erupts from the crowd. Marshall brings his leg back up, planning on stomping Finn's skull in, crushing him like a bug under his foot.
Finn springs his left arm up, catching the black shoe in his hand, barely slowing it down. Finn grunts from the force of Marshalls boot, his hand smushed against his cheek as his head gets pushed into the sand. He squeezes his eyes shut as he struggles to resist. Only one option left, a low blow.
He jabs his robot arm up and sends it right between the vampires legs. Marshall screams in pain, stomping his foot to the ground before clutching his crotch as the male crowd above wince in sympathy.
Finn is quick to follow up with another blow as he scrambles onto his feet before charging towards Marshall. He twists his entire body before throwing a right hook. The fist rocket's out before colliding with Marshall's face. Spit flies out of his mouth as his body spins around. Not wasting any time, the hero leaps into the air, ready to strike Marshall in the back of the head. Marshall suddenly flips around and breaks out his claws, Finn's eyes go wide, staring at the approaching danger, powerless to stop it. His only hope is to twist his body around his slash.
He twists his entire body in a C curve. Missing Marshalls swing, only leaving three, large, gashes across his stomach. But it doesn't stop his momentum. His flying body still slams into the vampire, toppling to the ground. Finn immediately scrambling to get off the royal. He nearly succeeds, before a grey hand harshly wraps around his robot arm. "You're going to pay for that punch!" He shouts, face becoming a demonic monstrosity.
"I've seen worse!" Finn shouts back, yanking Marshall up before tossing him into the wall. Marshall barely reacts before yanking Finn towards him. The hero panics for a split second, before grinning as he uses the move against the vampire. Using the momentum to his advantage, he flings himself towards the vampire head first. Marshall doesn't even have time to change the emotion on his face before they head-butt.
There were two painful sounding thuds as their skulls ricochet off each other. Marshall Lee stumbles to the nearest wall for support. While Finn tumbles backwards to the ground. Their vision blurs and doubles as their brains get scrambled, Marshall brings a hand up to clutch his head. Unfortunately for him, Finn has been knocked around for years now. He's built resistance to it. Finn quickly recovers, scanning his environment for his blade. He hurriedly crawls towards it, shooting his arm out at full length to grab it.
He then gets onto his wobbly feet, stumbling behind the vampire before lunging himself towards Marshall Lee. His blade enters his left shoulder before stopping half way through his chest right above his heart. Marshalls arm immediately locks up, leaving the black umbrella to just barely cover the royal. Marshall begins coughing up blood as his senses return, fuelled by the pain. He begins desperately clawing at the blade in a vain attempt to escape. Before Finn gives another forceful shove. Lodging the blade into the wall.
The blade sinks in a few inches, pinning Marshall to the wall. With the hilt blocking his retreat backwards, he had no option but to yank the blade free to escape. The hero grabs Marshall's free arm before yanking it behind the vampire's back, Then with his robot arm he grabs onto the royals head, and then promptly bashes it into the wall. Again, and again, and again. He rapidly speeds up, mashing the face of the king into the wall. He doesn't relent, brainlessly caving Marshall's face in. The royal's face turns into a red blob, his nose mashed into his skull. Face completely broken
As his out-of-character attack continues, it buys time for Finn's mind to finish recovering from the head-butt. His vision back to normal, taking in the horrific view 'Oh Glob!' his eyes going wide as he realises what he's done. He stops, holding a bloody Marshall against the wall as he freezes up in shock. The sight of his old, violent self terrifying him '...I've got to stake him!' he immediately lets go of Marshall's other hand as he reaches for the stake attached to his belt. Then Marshall swings his arm up. Finn barely has time to react, stumbling back as claws rake his chest, giving him a second sets of claw marks. The hand quickly retreats again as the sun burns it, making the king hiss. He brings his arm up and grips the blade handle, yanking at it.
Finn wastes no time and grabs the handle, and actually yanks it free of Marshall 'He was going to escape, and I prefer the blade in my hand rather than his' Finn convinces himself, telling himself that it wasn't because he felt guilty for his brutality. Marshall quickly shoves himself away from the wall, going to the side. His face has already healed in the time it took for Finn to yank out the blade, leaving a clean, handsome healthy face that glares with unbridled rage at the hero. Finn immediately gets into his defensive stance, legs crouched and blade up, ready to evade and counter the savage barrage he was about to get.
He floats into the air, spare hand turned into a large rack of sharp claws. He roars and charges towards Finn, swiping his claws. Finn dodges to the right, while slashing his sword to the left. Marshall shoots pass Finn, the night sword carves into his calves. But he ignores it as he flies off the blade. Finn stands in confusion. Until he spots what Marshall was flying towards. His red axe still stuck in the wall. Finn immediately decides that it was too late to do anything but grit his teeth and stand defensively. Marshall lunges onto his axe, his leg wound already healed as he flies up with one hand on his weapon. It immediately snaps out of its resting spot as Marshall spins to face Finn, bringing his axe up.
He charges at Finn once more, Finn sprints at Marshall head on. They quickly approach each other, a confident cocky grin on one, a small smile on the other. Finn jumps into the air, limbs tugged to his body as he sails over Marshall. The vampire of course, predicted this, and swings his axe upwards. The axe flies towards Finn, ruining his landing and sends him sprawling across the floor.
The boy grunts as he rolls in the sand, still compressed to protect himself. Marshalls grin widens, as he loops back towards Finn. His axe held high ready to end it, he spins himself facedown, and slams his entire body down axe first.
Finn looks up in shock before he yelps as he attempts to roll away. The axe slams into the ground, just millimetres from Finn's back. The hero continues to roll, getting out of arm's reach of Marshall Lee. He suddenly springs from the floor, still clutching his blade. The hero immediately leaps at the vampire as he yanks at his axe to remove it from the floor. However, unfortunately for Marshall, Finn was only a couple of feet away. He had no time. Finn was in the air, sword held high above his head as stares at Marshall's arm, what was at full length as it pulls at the blade. He slams his sword down, the sharp blade immediately slicing the limb clean off.
Marshall stumbles back, black blood leaking from his arm as Finn's feet finally touch the ground. The king releases a muffled grunt of pain, pressing his severed arm against his stomach, his other arm shakily holding up the umbrella. His eyes sealed tight, forgetting about his foe as pain envelopes his limb "Grr... Will you stop doing that!" He snaps out demandingly, stunning Finn momentarily as the hero uses the moment to close in.
"Hey! I know how you feel!" Finn shouts out, tapping at his robot arm that releases a metal thunk. But that doesn't mean Finn will relent. "Besides, it has worked so far, why should I stop?" He questions as he sprints at Marshall, sword dragging in the sand behind him. The few meter gap between them quickly vanishes as Finn lashes his night sword up.
But just as the blade flies up and is about to make contact with the vampire's grey skinned waist, it suddenly flies away as Marshall shoots up into the air. The consequence, Finn's blade just swinging diagonally up pathetically, its only achievement being that it flicked up a small trail of sand. Finn glares up at the vampire as he sits in the air, his arm wound slowly healing "Because we're going in circles idiot!" '... Is he not taking this seriously?' Finn questions before banishing the thoughts 'I know how to get him down' Finn thinks with a sigh.
He casually starts to walk up to Marshall's axe still embedded in the ground, undead hand fully burnt off by the sun. Marshall eyes go wide 'Not again!', "WARRIORS IN THE SAND! RISE AND GIVE HAND!" He shouts desperately, with a tint of anger. Just like with Huntress, skeletal hands shoot out the ground, twenty skeletons crawling out of the ground. Finn spins around, looking each one over as they rise.
'Alright, nothing bad' He locks his gaze on the closest one, its body half way out of the ground. Finn immediately charges it, sand getting flung up behind him as he turn his back on Marshall, leaving the vampire to regenerate. The skeleton looks up just in time to see Finn's foot shooting towards it. It doesn't have time to react as it collides into its skull, disconnecting it from the body and sending it flying as Finn releases a war cry. The head goes flying, shooting away as the skeleton flops over dead 'Alright that's one...' He looks around, finding that all the other skeletons have finally finished pushing themselves out of the ground, now staring at him as they pull their weapons off their backs '... Several more to go' Finn thinks, sighing as he holds his sword ready.
Immediately the skeletons swarm towards him, their bones rattling with every step they take. The first one to meet the hero's wrath came from the front, stupidly charging him head on. It raises its sword high with both hands, planning on a basic chop to Finn's head. As it brings its rusty iron sword on Finn, the hero simply throws his blade up to counter it. The swords clash above their heads, Finn's sword sending the skeleton's flying backwards and behind its back. He immediately lifts his leg and boots the undead, sending it sprawling onto its back. It lifts it head, to see Finn pouncing on it. The hero grips its rib cage in his robot arm, holding the skeleton steady as it thrashes about to escape him, mouth wide as it stares at the hero in fear. Finn simply rears his normal hand back, before launching it straight at the skull. The head cracks the moment the fist collides with it, before being launched off completely a second later.
Finn doesn't even flinch at the pain, instead rising to face his next foe. Two more skeletons charge him, one in front and slightly to the side of its fellow comrade. Finn immediately reaches back down, ripping the rusty blade from the skeleton's limp hand. Standing tall, Finn holds the weapon upside down, before rearing his arm as far back as he can, twisting his body with it. Before springing his arm forward, launching the blade like a javelin. It soars through the air, releasing a whistle before impaling itself in the furthest skeleton. It flops to the ground, collapsing into a pile of the bone as the one in front of it continues its charge, uncaring for its fallen friend. It immediately sweeps its blade out sideways at Finn's stomach. The hero simply back steps, more focused on not tripping on the bones at his feet than the skeleton itself.
The sword slashes out uselessly in front of him, doing nothing but split the air. And reveal the skeleton's back to him. The force of the swing had made the skeleton do a full one-eighty, something Finn quickly exploits. He slams his sword into the sand, leaving it stand tall as he lunges onto the skeleton. His left hand tightly grasps its collar bone as his robot grabs the skeleton's pelvis. He rips it up into the air, startling the skeleton into dropping its sword to the ground as it starts to panic. Finn spins a little, finding his next foe as a skeleton going to attack him from behind. He tilts back, before snapping his body forward, launching the skeleton. The living bones soar through the air before smashing into the other skeleton. Their bodies immediately collapse upon impact, momentum making the now loose bones fly in opposite directions of each other.
Finn nods 'always wanted to try that', done with his silent praising of himself before he turns to his next target. Three skeletons were approaching from his left, still brainlessly just charging at him. He immediately turns around, grasping his sword before yanking it free of the sand. Bringing the weapon up, he waits as they approach, staring each of them down. When they take a single step into range, he lashes out at them, sweeping his sword in a great arc at waist height. The blade goes through their bones like it they were nothing, bisecting them all in half, first skeleton gone, second skeleton gone, third skeleton gone. As Finn's sword leaves the third one, their bodies only just then start to fall, a show of Finn's speed. He sighs as he finds his next target 'Man, skeletons are so boring'
A skeleton, once again, rushes Finn brainlessly, causing Finn to release another, though deeper, sigh as he readies himself. He crouches, ready to spring up as he lowers his blade, pointing the sword towards the ground behind him under his left arm. The skeleton still just charges him, sword held high in both hands with no plans to defend itself. It just rushes to its death, what Finn gives it as he slashes his sword up. The blade doesn't even struggle once as it goes through the undead, starting at the bottom of its left ribs, it slices up them like butter before reaching the left side of the skeleton's neck. It doesn't halt, immediately beheading the skeleton as it now falls to the floor uselessly. Finn brings his blade back down, staring at the bones.
Marshall growls above him, his arm was nearly healed, just his hand remaining to be regenerated. But Finn was getting on his nerves! 'I know those skeletons can't do anything to him, especially if he defeated Fionna, what I'm totally going to make him pay for, maybe I'll even get her attention... Later! But he is definitely going down here! I've survived a thousand years! He's just some guy over his head sent by my mum!' Marshall growls inside his head, preparing himself to fight as he constantly eyes his axe and healing hand. But he was about to find out that a thousand years of surviving post apocalyptic war doesn't mean squat to Finn. The hero slams his sword down, cutting another skeleton clean in half. Sighing, he quickly snaps his head around, doing a quick count 'Nine, there are nine left... wait where is Marshall Lee?!-'
Finn panics, snapping his head around upon realising that the undead was missing from his spot in the air. He naturally locks his eyes onto the vampire's axe that was still embedded in the ground. Just in time to watch it disappear from existence. His face immediately twists into one of confusion, his mind going into overdrive to figure the situation out. Until he came to the realisation 'Marshall's stuff goes invisible when he touches them!' Hurriedly, he brings his sword up and charges towards the spot sword first. The gap was only a few metres, so he was there in a second, almost no time for the vampire to react. Finn suddenly encounters a force, a resistance to his sprint. Black blood pours down his blade and a pained hiss fills the air. He has no idea what he just hit, but it was definitely Marshall Lee.
A second later and Marshall's invisibility falls, revealing to Finn that his sword was gone all the way through the vampire's leg, the limb resting against his hilt. And also revealing Marshall's enraged face and raised axe. Finn's eyes go wide as he leaps away, abandoning his weapon for his own safety. His evasion takes him backwards, back towards the skeletons now closing in. Marshall halts his attack upon seeing Finn escape out of range, instead dropping the weapon to the floor again to focus on the one lodged in his leg. He grasps the handle and yanks, groaning in pain as the weapon slides out. Finn stares at the king, trying to figure out the best way to get his weapon back, before just giving up on any plan and charging 'This is what I get for always leaving plans to PB'
He leaps into the air, normal left hand pulled back ready to punch. Marshall snaps his head up from his task, before shooting back a meter. Finn glides through the air, shooting a look of shock at Marshall, who only returns a smug smile. Finn lands harshly on the sand, stumbling a bit. Marshall's exploitation is immediate. He rockets behind Finn, a humongous grin as he turns he raises his hand into massive claws that instantly start to burn in the sun. Now with a slightly pained expression, he brings those claws down onto Finn's back. Of course, the hero knew a attack was coming, he heard Marshall fly at him, heck he even felt the wind that got flung up. So he was already evading, tucking his body into a ball as he rolls away from danger.
The black burnt claws still meet his flesh, raking across his back as three large wounds immediately start bleeding on his back. He was lucky, if the claws hadn't been burning away then they would be longer, and those would be fatal. He continues with the roll, only flinching in pain as sand ends up in his brand new wound, yet still rises to a stand despite it. Marshall only releases a tsk, rolling his eyes 'great, I missed' He goes to correct that, rearing his long clawed hands back as they heal, planning on impaling the boy. Then he barely hears Finn mutter something quietly, "Weed whacker." Marshall raises a eyebrow in confusion 'That's a weird thing to say in batt-' His thoughts are immediately cut off a whir fills the air as Finn spins around blindingly fast, robot arm extended to full length.
Marshall doesn't have time to react, the rotating fingers almost instantly making contact with the sharp claws. The nails that were inches long don't stand a chance as they get shattered by the high speed fingers. As they get snapped in less than a second, Finn reaches his flesh hand down to grasp the handle of his stuck blade. Marshall does nothing to stop him, too focused on leaning his head away from the spinning hand and his shattered nails now flying off like projectiles. Finn yanks savagely at his weapon, he sword slicing the undead flesh even more with a sickening squelch as it comes free. Marshall's eyes immediately widen in pain, before he growls and rockets his hand down at the hero's neck.
Finn knew that Marshall would attack him the moment he pulled his sword, so he was already taking a evasive fall before the hand was even moving towards him. He falls onto his back, jabbing his sword up towards the king. The undead hand smashes into the ground just above his head, causing a eruption of sand to fly up and cover them both. Luckily, it doesn't get in Finn's eyes again, but he knows he needs to escape away from Marshall, especially since he was in such a vulnerable position. So he acts quickly, bringing his still spinning robot hand up towards the grey limb. Marshall panicky snaps his arm away, bringing it up towards his chest defensively. Finn immediately stops his robot arm as he scrambles away on his back, well clear of the vampire. He quickly rises, holding his blade out towards Marshall as the glare at each other.
Until Finn hears bone rattling behind him 'Oh yeah, I forgot about those guys' snapping his blue eyes away from Marshall, he turns to face the remaining nine skeletons. One brainlessly charges at him head on. Finn sighs before bringing his blade up, holding it horizontally. The skeleton still charges him, holding its blade to its chest as it plans to impale Finn. As it takes its final steps, Finn slashes his blade out. The night sword obliterates the iron sword the skeleton owned, slicing it clean in half as the top end goes flying into the sand. Finn doesn't halt there, snapping his arm back and doing another sweep. The skeleton doesn't do anything to evade or counter, just taking another step as the blade cuts straight through its spine. It all just collapses into a pile of bones, only one hitting Finn uselessly and bouncing off.
This all happened under a few seconds, something Finn hoped the king hadn't used to his advantage. He turns back towards Marshall. And find him rocketing towards him, axe in hand. The hero immediately raises his blade straight out, hoping to deter the attack. It doesn't. Marshall slams into Finn, the raised weapon going straight into his chest and down the vampire's body. They both go flying into the sand, yet Finn has learnt his lesson from last time, and refuses to let go of his weapon. They both grunt as the slide in the sand, Marshall landing on top. The vampire opens his eyes, his vision being filled with the face of Finn. His expression immediately twist into one of anger, as he raises his axe up, uncaring that the sun was burning his uncovered legs. Finn wastes no time, quickly coming up with a solution to his predicament using his head. Quite literally. He slams his head up, smashing into Marshall's.
The vampire's head snaps back, his attack missing as due to the blow. The axe slams next to Finn's, yet hero doesn't even flinch as he swings his legs up to his chest, planting his feet against the stunned undead and pushing harshly. He launches the undead off him, sliding him off his blade as he does so. Finn scrambles up as the vampire hits the sand a meter in front of him. A second after his grey skin hits the sand, he immediately shoots up, flying in the air. He hovers there, letting his leg reheal in a few seconds, flipping the axe in his hand idly as her glares at Finn, one that Finn happily returns with a small smile. The vampire growls, before rocketing towards Finn, who shifts into a defensive posture, staring at the fast moving danger.
At the last second he does a spinning sidestep, allowing Marshall to zoom past him harmlessly and towards two of his own skeletons. The undead smash into each other, sending one sprawling to the floor but alive as he clips Marshall. But the one directly in front of him isn't so lucky. The king rams into it, obliterating it and sending bones shooting off in all directions, except the ribcage, what ends up being a very large necklace for the undead. He halts before aggressively spinning around, locking eyes with Finn again. He growls, before turning his vision down to recovering skeleton on the floor. He drops his axe before bringing his hand up to rip the ribcage off his neck. Then he walks angrily towards the skeleton, gripping it harshly by its spine as it looks up at him desperately, a silent plead.
Marshall doesn't care, swinging his arm back and lobbing his fellow undead. It soars through the sky weapon-less and heading straight for Finn. The hero charges at Marshall, uncaringly slashing his blade up and slicing the flying skeleton in half. As he continues to approach, Marshall Lee flies backwards, picking his axe back up the floor before rocketing towards Finn. They both release full effort war cries, both their weapons dragging behind them as their face each other head on. Just before they meet, they both swing their weapons, Marshall bringing his axe down to destroy Finn's head, and the hero swinging his sword up, planning to cut the vampire in half.
Their weapons meet mid-air, stopping each others weapons from the targets in a shower of sparks. They both grunt, Finn in effort to repel Marshall and the king in pressing Finn's sword back, as like it or not, the sword was very high quality. It would cleanly cut his weapon if he pushed too hard 'I want him dead, but it isn't worth my axe! I could just wait a hundred years' Finn yells, yanking his sword back, stumblin occupied vampire. He falls forward. Straight into Finn's robot fist. The metal hand smashes him directly in his face, a crunch coming out as his nose is broken again. The force of the blow sends him stumbling backwards, what Finn quickly follows up on. He leaps at the king sword first, sending it straight through his chest.
Marshall's already unstable footing couldn't support him for the blow, thus, they both fall to the ground. After a moment of stunned bracing, Marshall immediately starts struggles to get the boy off him and his sword out of his chest. Finn grunts, using his robot hand to grab Marshall's free arm in a attempt to stop his frantic wiggling, all the while bringing his normal hand up to his blade's handle. Gripping it tight, he gives a cry of effort as he pushes down with all his might. The blades jolts down, piercing through the vampire instantly and nailing him to the sand floor. With his body unable to move, Finn quickly restrains Marshall's arm. Leaving him with one spare arm. He hurriedly slaps it to the stake.
Marshall's eyes widen in realisation 'No! I can't loose! Not to this guy!' He instantly tries moving his arm, planning on that his vampire strength would over power the human. However, he quickly finds that his arm is locked. He can't move it. He was too dependent on his power's strength, never thinking about tactics or skills. He got cocky, and bit off more than he could chew. Finn pulls the wooden weapon off his hip, raising it a bit to give himself momentum 'No! Not to my mother's pawn!' He uses his umbrella left arm, whacking Finn with it, uncaring if he gets singed a bit by the sun. Finn actually flinches, the vampire strength making it actually hurt pretty bad, forcing him to retaliate somehow. He lifts his stake arm higher, then brings it back down as he hits him. He locks the umbrella under his arm, locking it in his armpit.
With that out of the way, Finn lifts his arm a bit, raising the dagger again. Marshall hisses at Finn, both in pain of the sun incinerating his body, but also in sheer rage at Finn, a last act of defiance before his defeat. Finn brings the wooden stake down, aimed directly at Marshall's heart.
Until it is shot from his hand.
It came out of the crowd, a streak of white, some kind of magic. It hits the stake dead on, sending it flying from his hand, spinning in the air before piercing the sand. Then burning into ashes. Finn stares at the remains of his weapon, before snapping his head aggressively to the crowd. Everyone was just staring at him. Smiling. He has no idea who just fired the magic shot, but he can tell that no one is going to rat them out. Or help him.
Suddenly, Marshall struggles underneath him, smirking up at the human as he slowly pushes the human off. Finn snaps his head to Huntress. She was looking at him surprised, the Winter Wraith doing something to some cuts on her chest. Then she looks at the crowd, her normal calm visage gone to show barely kept rage at the unfair treatment, betrayal, and cheating done against Finn. But he has no more time to look at her as he suddenly goes airborne. Marshall was flying with a grin, glaring at Finn as they both rise in the air. The king lifts the boy high by his neck, his arm now free that there wasn't floor to block his movement. Finn gargles, choking at the lost of air, much to Marshall's delight.
The vampire chuckles, before lifting him violently high above his head, then throwing him down. Finn screams before hitting the floor hard, a cloud of sand rushing out from under him. He groans in pain, laying stunned on the floor with all limbs spread out. His vision blurry, yet despite this it still lock onto the glob of colour that is Marshall. After a second his vision corrects itself. Just in time to see Marshall Lee pull his sword out of his chest, then hold it upside down. He lobs it down like Zeus, the sword zooming down to the earth to smite Finn. The hero gives another desperate scream, throwing his own body onto its side to get out of harms way. The sword smashes into the ground just behind his back, launching another stream of sand upwards.
It falls back down on a startled Finn, who struggles to breath due to both the now airborne sand and after being thrown to the floor. Despite this, he rises, using the handle of his sword with his robot arm to pull himself up. Marshall only rolls his eyes, disappointed in himself for lacking the skills to pierce Finn 'I guess I've got to kill him the old fashioned way' Marshall thinks, turning his hand into claws, glad to finally get rid of his mother's agent. And that it when the temperature drops 'What is that blasted tiara doing now?!' Marshall panics, snapping his head to the Ice Queen. Yet she wasn't doing anything, in fact, she was staring up in puzzlement. Actually... everyone was. Marshall's face scrunches up in confusion, before he very carefully sticks his claw hands out from under his umbrella.
He doesn't burn. He smirks, shifting the umbrella away to look up at the sky. It was grey, dark grey. Dark clouds filled the air just like how it was after the mushroom war. It was blocking the sun. He smirks, dropping his umbrella and letting it wave to the floor like a falling autumn leaf. He smirks grows exponentially as he glares cockily at Finn on the floor. The hero was just staring up, hunched over his embedded weapon with a emotionless expression. He has no stake. No sun. Nothing. He had no way to kill Marshall Lee right now. So he'll create a way. He pushes himself to a full stand before he yanks his blade free from the sand. Marshall's voice suddenly calls out to him, "No sun. No restraints. You sure you don't want to surrender Finnie boy?" Marshall shouts out confidently, shifting both his arms into razor sharp blades, looking at them analytically as he smugly waits for Finn's reply.
"Still a no!" Finn shouts up, making the vampire looses his smug smile.
"You're just annoying, did you know that? You don't even pose a threat to me, you're just following some order my mum demanded you to do to a stupid level!" Marshall growls down through bared teeth, anger enveloping him as his body starts bulging, as if something inside him wants to tear its way free. Suddenly his form explodes into a violent expansion of flesh. Despite flying high in the sky, the moment he transforms massive legs slam into the ground, unleashing a tsunami of sand in the form of a cloud. Finn immediately hunches over, slamming his sword back into the ground as anchor to protect him from the mini sandstorm, scratches and cuts covering him as he uses a entire arm to shield his face.
Everyone in the arena quickly follows suit, turning their bodies away from Marshall as he transformers, trying to protect themselves. The Winter Wraith grabs Huntress, halting its application of ice to flip them over, using her back as a shield as Huntress covers herself at the summons's stomach. The unrelenting sand blast goes on for a second, making Huntress seriously worry for Finn's wellbeing. Eventually, it stops, what Huntress quickly exploits, leaping over Winter Wraith to assess the situation. The very first thing she checks on is Finn. Remaining sand clouds part, revealing the boy at the heart of it all, covered in scratches and bleeding, but alive and still in the fight. The hero yanks his blade from the ground and letting his hand hold it limply at his side before looking up at Marshall Lee.
Huntress follows the gaze. The vampire was... bigger, roughly twenty meters tall. A mass of pitch black fur, razor sharp claws glistening in the sun, what seems to be a snout for a face, two large white horns sprouting from his head, and two large black bat wings in his back, nearly shredded to bits. His entire appearance suiting that of the clouds behind him. A apocalyptic monstrosity. Huntress squints, looking every bit over as she searches for a weakness '... How do we defeat him? I can't see a way...' The king takes a single, heavy step forward towards Finn, completely crushing a poor skeleton underfoot instantly. Not that he cares, grinning evilly at the lone hero. Finn stands tall and proud, holding his blade tight in his robot hand, as he slowly walks towards Marshall.
Huntress Wizard stares at him in amazement. She heard tales of it, but to see it with her own eyes... A hero, covered in wounds with no one by his side, darkness dominating the world as far as one can see as a monstrous monstrosity grinning down at them. Yet, despite sure death coming for them, they still march on, unafraid. A hero. The hardest around. Huntress grits her teeth, and takes a single step towards the undead as well, yet suddenly freezes up. Fear and self-preservation halting her in her tracks. She looks at Finn who raises his blade, holding it in both hands against his chest as he continues to march on 'You make it seem so easy Finn... That's because it is! Move!' She shouts at herself, forcing herself to walk forward. Legends lead to heroes, heroes lead to inspiration, inspiration leads to action, action lead to sacrifice, sacrifice leads to death.
She sprints madly, heading straight for Finn to stand by his side no matter what happens. The hero slowly walks towards the undead, weapon still raised as he waits Marshall to lunge out at him. Suddenly his dedicated stare at Marshall's coal black eyes was ended abruptly as he locks onto movement to the left of him. He instinctively swings his blade out savagely, presuming it to be some attack by the vampire. His blade slashes out but suddenly halts mere inches from the front of Huntress's neck, his arm wavering at the sudden halt. The wizard doesn't even blink 'Man, she really is hard... I wonder if I'll ever be that tough?' He stops his thoughts as Huntress smiles at him, "Sorry I ruined your epic walk towards death Finn, I couldn't just stand by." She explains, making Finn release a small laugh before responding,
"Don't worry about it, I've got hundreds of those already." Finn says jokingly as he rolls his hand uncaringly, making Huntress smile even bigger. Suddenly thumps echo out behind him. They both snap their heads to behind them, watching silently as Winter Wraith strolls up to the right of Finn. She doesn't say anything, making the duo look at each other before shrugging, focusing back on Marshall. His cheek was resting on his fist as he stares down bored.
"You done? Is there anybody else who will 'Valiantly join you're side' to die?" He asks mockingly, causing Finn to stop staring and scan the arena.
"... Nope, I think this is everyone. Unless the skeletons want to help?" He asks to the moving bones. The last five, sand covered skeletons instantly drop their rusty swords to the floor, before turning and sprinting out through the arena doors. "... No, this is all of us." Marshall rolls his eyes at his bad attempt at creating humour, though Huntress does smile a little bit bigger.
Marshall doesn't respond verbally, only raising one of his gigantic legs high above them. Immediately Finn and Huntress scramble, diving out of the way as the foot comes rushing down. Winter Wraith, however, only takes a single step back. The black foot smashes into the sand, blasting it out again and covering the other duo, while it merely just scratches and singes the ice summon. It raises both arms, then two bright blue beams shoot out. The beams hit the small gap between Marshall's foot and the sand below it. Thick ice forms as the ice rays trace the kings foot, freezing it to the ground. Marshall lifts his claw hand high, then aggressively swooping it down to shred the summon for its actions.
Before retribution could strike it, Huntress quickly launches her four arrows at high speed directly at his arms. They all strike at his biceps, embedding themselves in his flesh. His humongous size meant that they would do no damage against the immortal. But it does still make his muscles twitch. With his muscles misfiring, the attack misses, doing nothing but scoop up a large amount of sand behind Winter Wraith. She finishes her task of applying ice, completely covering the undead foot and freezing him to the floor, much to Marshall's annoyance. He snaps his eyes to his arm as he feels the pain of the arrows ripping themselves out and returning to Huntress's quiver. He glares at her, bringing a hand up to slap her into the ground, as Huntress starts running 'We have to keep WW alive, she's the only one that can actually do anything against Marshall' She thinks, looking at the summon standing at knee height.
As the hand slams down to squish her into the yellow sand, she suddenly leaps left. The clawed hand smashes into the ground, just barely missing crushing Huntress's legs. The blow once again unleashes a wave of sand that covers Huntress, not that it hinders her as she spins around, before sprinting at the limb. As she rapidly approaches, she spots Finn also dashing towards their same goal 'Us hard meat think a like, huh' She grins at Finn what he returns as they both leap onto the hand. Marshall Lee immediately realises he was in trouble, and brings his other hand sky high before rocketing it back down towards them. They immediately start sprinting up the arm as the hand slams down to squish them.
With the size difference between them and Marshall, they were like bugs to him, and it would be fair to say that was what he thought of them. And, just like all bugs, you never seem able to catch them no matter what you do. The hand slaps the back of his other hand like a failed slap as Finn and Huntress barely avoid it. So he flings his arm up. Huntress leaps of as he does so, using her cape to make a vine before shooting at Marshall's collar, swinging around him like Tarzan. Finn, however, doesn't have these powers. So he simply stabs Marshall's arm and hopes for the best. It shoots straight up above the undead's head before snapping to a stop. Finn is barely able to hold on, the sudden stop scrambling his brain for a second before he shakes himself free of the chains of confusion.
He looks down, staring Marshall Lee in the eye as the snout face glares up at him. So Finn yanks his sword free of the black flesh, causing him to free fall towards the face of the undead. Gripping his blade upside down in both hands, he holds it high above his head. Just before he hits the king's face, he stabs the sword down, using the fall's momentum to give extra power. Right in Marshall's left eye. He massive roar of pain obliterates everyone's ears as the undead king forgets about everyone and everything. Just focused on destroying the pain in his eye. He brings both hands up, fully open with sharp claws to tear Finn apart. The hero watches as they approach, twisting his blade as he waits for the last second to bail. Just as they were obliterate him he yanks his blade, free falling off the face as the hands slap at his eye. He then shoves his blade out, cutting into the collar bone to stop himself becoming a splat.
While he has been doing that, Huntress uses the vine and Finn's distraction to climb up to the undead kings neck. She arrives to the right of his neck, just as Finn slides to a halt on the left. She looks over from her spot while clutching her vine to Finn's, the hero hanging by sword. He starts cautiously climbing towards the kings neck- "No Finn, go for the back of his neck!" Huntress suddenly shouts, startling the boy as he almost loses his grip. He stares at her full of confusion, not that she answers, already climbing over the shoulder to get to the undead's back. Finn just follows her lead, trusting the plans of others 'She knows what she is doing'
Huntress reaches the back of the neck, summoning all four of her arrows before rocketing them into the spine of the giant, penetrating deep into the flesh. Marshall freezes up, becoming stiff at the wounds. Finn only now joins her on the undead's back, and looks on confused still. Eventually he just shrugs, before stabbing his sword deep into the neck of the king. "What. Are. We. Doing?" Finn asks, punctuating every word with a stab with his sword. Huntress summons a spear, stabbing the neck repeatedly. Giant hands move to swat them before freezing up, then flopping uselessly at the kings side.
"He's a vampire, remember? Slitting his neck won't do anything." She explains to him, causing the hero to blush at his momentary lapse of judgement. His whole body was working on auto pilot, just going for the usual weak spots 'Great Finn, you almost made yourself lose' He lectures himself, but not because he wanted to win, but because he almost lost the chance to help Huntress with her fears. "But do you remember last time? With my arrows?" She asks, making Finn's face twist in thought as they continue to shred Marshall's back on auto pilot, the undead's legs buckling.
"... Oh yeah! Didn't the arrows make him collap-!" Finn doesn't have time to finish his sentence before they suddenly drop. Marshall's neck nerves and muscles were destroyed and severed. Finn loses his grip as they all fall rapidly to the ground, with Huntress staring at his falling form 'Finn is in danger' She immediately leaps of Marshall, one arm grabbing the back of Finn's shredded clothing, the other to create a zip line to a nearby arena wall to their left and yanking them both towards it. Left over momentum propels them at high speeds at the sand stone wall. Immediately Huntress and Finn stick their legs out slightly bent in preparation. They hit it semi hard, their entire form folding up tight, and they remain in that position of a scrunched up ball as sand gets flung up on them due Marshall hitting the ground. After a few seconds, they unfold, Finn looking up at Huntress, "Thanks for the save."
"No problem." She immediately lets go of the vine, and since she was still holding Finn they both fall to the ground. Due to no warning Finn wasn't prepared, the hero letting out a startled cry before he hits the sand, grunting in pain. Huntress lands silently on her feet of course, giving a small smile to Finn on the floor before launching her self forward towards the downed Marshall Lee with her arrows orbiting around her. The undead king was still on the floor, stuck to do nothing but glare angrily at the approaching pest. But his neck was rapidly healing, she wouldn't have long before he was up again and be more than willing to get revenge. She launches all four of her arrows at his snout face, splitting them up so he got the nice present of two arrows for each eye. The green arrows sink deep into his eyes, and his roar of pain was instantaneous.
Huntress doesn't care, instead moving towards the giant undead's chest. The arrows were just a distraction any way, once his wounds heal he'll move his giant claws to remove the arrows instead of squishing Finn or her, giving them time to react. She reaches the black chest and leaps up onto it. She immediately starts scaling it, moving towards his heart that is hidden under his thick hide. But she has hunted tough beast in the past. She looks around at the environment, searching for the spear she had summoned while on his neck. Although she does spot Finn rushing towards her (and admittedly, she stop to stare at him for a second), the spear eludes her sight. So she summons it towards her. It is a much more difficult task if you can't see the object you are summoning, it could get stuck and you'll have no idea. She concentrates, and is rewarded a second later with a squelch of flesh being torn, the spear shooting from Marshall's back.
It rocket straight up into the air, above Marshall Lee, before launching straight towards her. Huntress sticks her hand out, and a second later, the spear comes smashing into her open palm. She grips the weapon and turns back towards Marshall's chest just as Finn leaps on as well. The hero stabs his weapon deep into the flesh before looking up at Huntress. "Won't we need a stake?" He asks cautiously, but is already slashing like crazy, using his blade to carve and remove flesh to make them a hole. Huntress joins him, plunging her green spear deep before yanking it out, flesh accompanying it with every blow.
"Probably, but I guess this is a opportunity to find out." 'I mean, a nuke can kill a vampire... probably. So it is just destroy the heart, right?' Huntress hopes. Admittedly, she doesn't know much about vampires... or humans now that she thinks about it. Both are non-existent in OOO, except Marceline and Finn, but everyone knows they won't harm anyone unless they deserve it. She scolds herself, moaning at herself for not being harder and being prepared for every situation. As she starts to stab more furiously in a attempt to vent her anger, she catches Marshall's arms twitch 'We don't have long!' She shouts in her head, encouraging herself to attack even faster.
Then the giant black arms spasm, before swiftly swooping above them, up to Marshall's face. They were out of time. While Finn looks up in worry, Huntress doesn't react, simply hoping of the giant before retribution for their actions arrives. Finn was a moment later, deciding to give final, defiant stab at the flesh before abandoning their efforts. The wound immediately starts to heal as a pained grunt comes from the undead, struggling to remove the arrows. Seeing as he got half of them out, Huntress decides she should just call them all back. She deliberately wiggles them out to cause as much as pain as possible before the arrows all return to her. As they rest themselves inside her quiver she quickly turns to Finn, using Marshall's momentary blindness as he heals to her advantage. "We need a way to take him down. Got any ideas?"
"Not that would work on him. I've fought hundreds of large beasts, but not any vampires."
"Then we need to think of a way and fast." She warns before breaking into a sprint, noticing that Marshall has now recovered, and was now pushing his giant form back up. Finn doesn't, using every moment he can to analyse the king, desperate to find a way for Huntress and himself to win. A growl so deep seeps out from Marshall that it makes everyone's bones tremble inside their body. He was pissed, and he immediately turns that rage against the ones who caused it, snapping his snout face to the ground. He instantly spots the duo. Huntress was still dashing a huge circle around him, but Finn was standing still.
As much as he want to crush the life out of Huntress for shoving arrows into his eyes! Finn was currently the easier target. So he instantly lashes his clawed hands out at the hero. Finn was looking up when he locked eyes with the angry giant, and knew trouble was coming. He immediately sprints for the undead's legs, hoping to get in a position where he can't be attacked. But one was already on its way, a massive set claws ready to shred coming at him from the side 'He is not slapping me again, he isn't going to repeat last time. That means our plan must work first try, or he'll avoid it' Finn realises, while at the same time trying to think of a way to survive the incoming attack. Then a rapid thumping comes from behind him. He looks snaps his head in shock, finding Winter Wraith storming up behind him. She sprints just to the left of him, mouth wide as she charges up a attack.
Not a moment later the icicles barrage sprays out her mouth. The volley soars through the air before smashing into the incoming hand. These same icicles instantly obliterated Gumball's robots. The giant undead hand didn't stand much better. The flesh instantly gets torn to shreds as the icicles pierce right through the open palm. With the base of the hand gone, the giant sharp claws for nails rocket of as well, momentum carrying them into the crowd. Said crowd instantly panic, scrambling away from the fight again as the claws cut royals apart, just for getting in their way. Of course, the spell was still in effect so their 'deaths' were just falling unconscious, but that still doesn't stop the panicked screams everyone was letting off.
Screams so loud that even Fionna heard them, causing her to shuffle in her bed, frantically trying escape to see what was going on. Doctor Prince was immediately at her side, holding her down, "Let me go!" She cries at the prince, who only turns his head to the door where two guards were stationed,
"Go see what that was!" They snap their heads to look at each other nervously, before slowly walking towards the arena. "Sorry Fionna, but you are out of it right now. Rest." He orders, but he can still see her determination, "It could be Finn! Do you want to face him again?" He says in a attempt to scare her. It works, the woman flinching but still holding a fire in her eyes.
"Yes! If it means no one else faces him, then yes!" She snaps back. "I can't let that monster hurt anyone!"
Back at the arena, Marshall snaps his injured hand to his chest, cancelling the attack on Finn as he instinctively clutches his injury. Huntress wastes no time, shooting a zip line out at Marshall again, the vine hitting his back before she starts yanking herself up. She quickly makes progress, making it halfway up 'Alright, just need to immobilise him again, then figure a way to hurt him' She plans. But that is before Marshall suddenly spins. Turns out, Winter Wraith didn't relent in her attacks, and was targeting the wounded hand again. Of course, Marshall twists, hunching over so any attack hit his back as he protected the injury. A act that also whips Huntress. She lets out a startled scream as she is violently flung on the vine.
Before losing her grip.
She screams again, something that Finn instantly locks on to as he stares at the flying wizard with wide eyes. That is, until she goes soaring over the arena walls. "HUNTRESS!" Finn shouts full of panic, instantly abandoning the fight to rush to her aid, desperate to see if she was alright. He leaps up onto the arena wall, slamming his blade into it as a leverage up. He stands on the blade before leaping up onto the seats of the front row. He reaches back down with both hands, yanking his blade free. He turns around, and sprints up the seats, every royal diving out of the deadly warrior's way. He gives a cry as he leaps over the final arena wall, back out into the kingdom.
Marshall, of course, saw the entire thing 'Well, it was a bit cramped in here anyways' He thinks before shrugging with a grin, expanding the poor excuse for wings to their full lengths, laughing evilly as he rockets into the sky, before slamming back outside. "Alright! We'll take this out doors!" He shouts. The ground pound he does as he lands violently shakes the land, startling everyone inside the arena. As everyone turns worried heads outside, catching the vampire take flight once more, Winter Wraith was looking at the arena walls. After a few seconds, she turns to the gate, planning to join everyone in the battle outside.
"Wait! If you leave via the gate, you shall be disqualified!" A squeaky shout calls out to her from above. The summon looks up, finding Butterscotch butler glaring down at her and was holding several vials of clear liquids. The summon keeps her head locked on for a few seconds, lifelessly staring at the helper. Then she turns to the arena walls and slowly walks to it. She places her hands on the steps, pushing with all her might to lift herself up. Yet she was a wizard. She didn't have the best physical body. Heck! She literally doesn't have muscles! So she remains there, attempting to push herself over the obstacle.
Meanwhile, Grand Master Sorceress looks on with only slight worry. "... Huh. They're out my magic field... They die, they die." She says, shrugging as two guards behind her secretly discuss about how much hair she has.
Well, I hope that the fight was interesting and didn't seem to drag on. Before anyone asks, yes, Finn would of won if it wasn't for the intervention by some unknown caster. So thanks to them, the fight against giant Marshall Lee shall continue to the next chapter. It was going to end this chapter (Still not at the stake stab), but I got too into the fight and have accidentally made it longer. Sorry if it was a drag.
This is now updated Ch19. We weren't able to complete, the edits go from the start until 'rise from the sand and give hand' tell me and dad how he did. Does it flow better with less padding?
Feel free to chat with me if you want, or let me know if you would like me to create a discord.
About Finn's brutal head mashing. Yes, that was out of character. That was why he freezes up one his fight or flight senses came back. Like it or not, the decision to be peaceful was very recent. It still hasn't had time to become instinctive plus years of knee jerk reactions gained through combat showed a side that Finn doesn't like.
The one thing I hope you didn't find interesting was the skeleton fight. There's a reason why Finn said he doesn't enjoy fighting them. I mainly put them there as a joke, a reference back to the show, but to also give a quick break to the fighting.
Now if anyone actually reads that juggernaut of the reviews for Mr. Monkey Dad (Response 3), you'll see that I said I was uncomfortable with people rewriting my chapters. But! I'm fine if you do something different with them plot wise (AU), eg: Finn choosing to be with IQ instead of Huntress, then I'm completely fine with that, write and post whatever you want. Just wanted to say that encase anyone was curious after that reply.
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Hey, I guess I'm part part of this now. My names Mr monkey dad, but yall can call me dad for short. Now some of you may have picked it up. But the beginning of this chapter was a lot more organised, less descriptive, and all and all less of a chore to read through. You can thank me for that.
From now on I will be helping nuclearpigeon with formatting the chapters. Now this will obviously mean that time between will slow Down, but I think you'll find it worthwhile.
For this chapter I was only able to get about 6 pages in before it had to be published. (somewhere around when Marshall gets his face mashed into the wall)
I'm excited to be a part of this project, and I hope I hear from you people!
Review response:
Claz7960, on FF, chapter eighteen:
Now what you are talking about starting off with the bad then getting better is called 'rising tension' , I was talking about it in the writers note, and how I did it last chapter as well. I also talked about how I use it to keep the reader's interest.
Sorry about killing your fight boner, but as I said, I need to get those bad, less interesting bits out of the way first. But at least you enjoyed more Gumball brutality. I'm glad at least one person likes that fight, even though I know you are partially just saying that to keep me motivated (thanks!).
I also love that you called Marshall Lee a edgelord, I don't know why I didn't think of that before, but I will definitely use it in the future to describe him :)
I will try to relax, but I need to focus on these chapter.
Thanks for the review man, I hope you have a good time.
The Book of Eli, on FF, chapter 18:
I'm glad the poor pacing hasn't deterred you. Ice Queen is resisting against Simone. But that also means she is resisting against the tiara. There will probably be consequences for her actions...
Fionna will need to grow, especially if she wants to go against Finn. Yeah, I didn't want to do a complete copy and paste of OOO, so I decided to change their goal, especially since this was kind of how they acted in AAA (It was meant to be a terrible fan fic, remember? So that meant everyone fawning over the MC despite them not doing anything).
Who knows how the Princesses will treat Finn? They have reasons to celebrate his return, and now fear what he could do. He just kicked all their counterpart's best knights, some even being them, what could he do to them if they anger him somehow? (What we all know is nothing, he'll just have a talk to them about it.)
Mr. Monkey Dad, on ao3, on chapter 18:
Pee pee poo poo haha.
(I read your changes you cheeky sod XD)