Okay, so this is my first time posting on here. I hope you enjoy! I do not own any rights to Adventure Time. This story is rated M for later chapters. I would greatly appreciate your thoughts and reviews. I don't want to waste my time posting if no one cares about the story. Thank you!

Marshall's POV

Here I am again, dreaming the same dream I've had for the past three and a half months. No, scratch that- having a memory dream of the same event as vivid as yesterday. It was over a thousand years ago. Fire and smoke fill the air, the screaming of my people. My father is shouting my name. I stand frozen afraid, being no older than five years old. I see my father and run to him. He picks me up and opens a secrete drawer in the wall. It's big enough for just me, and I realize he is going to leave me here alone. Tears burn into my eyes, and I hold onto him desperately trying to make him stay. I sob out, "Daddy, please don't leave me! I'm scared! Where's mommy and Marcie?"

"I don't know son, I have to find them. Stay here and don't leave. There are two other hidden doors here for them. Once I close your mother in hers you three will be transported to the Nightosphere where you will be safe."

"Where will you be daddy?"

My father's face looks sad. "I will be around."

Screams are louder as people nearby are mercilessly slaughtered with barbaric weapons. They are all trying to escape. My father hugs me tight and kisses my head. Closing the drawer he tries to sooth my fears.

"Ssshh, just stay quiet and everything will be fine. Be a tough boy for your momma and big sis. I love you, son."

The room erupts into yelling and I hear my father hiss. I open the drawer as small as possible and look out. He rips out their throats, blood gushing out and soaking the floor. It's a neighboring clan of vampire hybrids attacking us. They're called the Vamparica. Offspring from the coupling of Vampire and Angels, they have cursed blood. My mother runs into the room. My father and her kiss, and start whispering to each other. I try to hear them, but I can't. Screams… they're so loud. My mother suddenly runs out of the room. She comes back with my sister in her arms. Marceline is wide eyed and scared. Her body is shaking like a leaf on a tree. Before you know it three men run into the room, and attack my mother with some kind of blue weapon. She disappears into a black-purple looking vortex with lightning, her hand out stretched to my father screaming. "Nooooooo!" It's the last thing I hear from my mother. The men then attack my father.

"Run Marcie! RUN!" He yells urging her to go, but she is too frightened to move. She snaps out of it and starts to run. One of the men quickly grabs and throws her into a wall. I am horrified to see her lay limp on floor, not moving. The man smiles pleased.

"She's a beauty for an abomination". The leader of the three men says looking over at her. He has a threatening evil grin. "Looks like she could be some real good fun."

Two of the other men now held my father. It looked as though they were using some kind of magic. My father's face distorts into disgust.

"Don't you touch her you sick bastard! I will kill you!" My father threatens the man fiercely.

"Big words for someone who is MY prisoner." They strap my father to a chair that magically appeared from thin air. "Hope you enjoy this little show you've earned. I will enjoy it more than you, I promise." He says walking to my sister lust filling his voice.

I jolt awake from this nightmare to loud knocking on my door. Jumping up I float over to my bathroom sink to splash water on my face. The knocking at my door sounds again but louder than before. "Yeah, yeah- coming!" I shout down irritated. I open the door squinting my eyes against the invading light. Standing there is Fionna, pausing to move her bangs before speaking. ' Why she leaves her bangs out of that silly bunny hat, I have no clue. But it is actually kinda cute.' The thought disappears out of my mind.

"Hey dude! Did you forget we were supposed to go adventuring today?" She stops talking looking concerned. "Bro, are.. are you okay? You look bad."

My hand touching the back of my head I reply, "Yeah, I was trying to sleep… I mean I was sleeping. Guess I over slept. Sorry Fi."

Fionna still looked concerned but smiled. "Well, we can chill here and watch a movie. Buuuut, you will have to take a shower first." She said half-jokingly looking at the sweat on my body, blushing. I had answered the door in just my red and black plaid boxers. I blush over how I must look. Fionna invites herself in walking by me and heads for the kitchen. Floating up the stairs I look ever at her pouring a glass of red cool aid. She was already gulping it down before being out of my sight.

Fionna's POV

I wake up stretching comfortably in my bed. Looking over I see that Cake, my sister, is already awake and down stairs. The smell of eggs and bacon fill the air making my stomach growl.

"Fionna honey, it's 9 A.M.! Wake up! I made some breakfast! Don't wait until it's cold to get down here," Cake yelled up to me. 'Gob! I'm gonna be late!' I jump out of bed rushing to put my clothes on. Dark blue skirt and light blue shirt, tall white socks to the knee, and black flats. Running to the bathroom I brush my teeth and cram my hair into my white bunny hat leaving just my bangs out to the side. I hurry down stairs and start stuffing my food into my mouth. Cake stares with her mouth open.

"Slow down sugar plum! The food ain''t gonna run away!" She says in her sassy accented manner.

"I know, Cake, but I'm running late to meet Marshall! We have not hung out for days! We are supposed to go adventuring today."

"Why you wanna be around that boy all the time I never know! He's a bed influence and evil. You always come back in a daze like you're day dreamin' about him. Don't think I don't know when something changes about you. You're my baby cakes and I see that little crush you try to hide. You like him!" Cake's hair is starting to puff out all over her body.

It makes me so mad we she speaks poorly of Marshall. He's just misunderstood by everyone. No one takes time to know the real him, but I see past all the crap he tries to front. Marshall is not as bad as he tries to make out like. He's even adorable sometimes…. **blush** I puff out my cheeks annoyed at Cake for not trying to see past the cover of Marshall.

"Cake, If Marshall was so evil we would be dead, and he would be living in our tree house. Instead he let us live and stay here."

"Well, I still don't trust that red sucker! He is always playing tricks on us, and he toys with your head! It's going to lead to breakin' your heart some day."

'My Marshall would never do that. Wait.. Did I just think "my Marshall".. I mean as my bro, right?' Cake interrupts my thoughts huffing loudly in disapproval. Trying to get my way over her opinion I smile at her making my best puppy dog eyes.

"Please don't worry, Cake. He's been my bro for ev's. If he wanted to hurt me he would have by now." Cake sighs giving in.

"Alright sweetie. Have fun with that vampire boy, but take a stake with you just in case."

Excitedly I grab my light and dark green backpack pulling it onto my shoulders. I fling open the door accidently running into Lord Monochromicorn. I fall backwards, but before hitting the ground he catches my shirt with his teeth.

"I'm so sorry LM! I didn't know you were there! Thanks for saving my butt from the floor!" He taps his hoofs on the ground in Morse code. I can't understand it fluently still, but I could make out "It's alright and no problem."

"Ohhh! My studmuffin' saved the day!" Cake exclaimed.

I scrunch up my nose at the nick name. "Ewww, I'm going now. Bye you two!" With that I take off on my way running as fast as I can. I hear Cake's voice "BE CAREFUL!" from the distance being yelled. "I hope Marshall doesn't think I blew him off or something." I say in puffs to myself. Passing by the strawberry fields I see Prince Gumball and Peppermint Maid. I wave at them as I pass. Prince Gumball smiled to politely greet me.

"Sorry, but I'm running late! I gotta get to Marshall Lee's to go adventuring in the Forbidden Maze! I'll call you later!" I say slowing down just a bit and then speeding off again. Gumball looked a little impatient with my rushing, but continued whatever he was doing. Finally I make it to Marshall's cave. I stop at the entrance to catch my breath, not wanting to be teased about how much I hurried to hang out with him. I walk up to his house noticing that it's quiet and no lights are on. I furrow my brow worried. 'Is he home? Did he leave because I'm late?' I knock loudly waiting a couple minutes with no answer. I knock again this time louder than before. This time I got a response.

"Yeah, yeah- I'm coming!"

I frown. 'Is he mad at me for being late? He sounds irritated.' My bangs fall in my eyes just as Marshall opens the door delaying my response. Marshall is standing there squinting his eyes like he just woke up. My feelings are a little hurt.' Maybe he's brushing me off today.' I dismiss the thought.

"Hey dude! Did you forget we were supposed to go adventuring today?" Looking at him for a moment I stop realizing how bad he looks. 'Is he sick?'

"Bro, are.. are you okay? You look bad." Marshall touches the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Yeah, well I was trying to sleep… I mean I was sleeping. Guess I over slept. Sorry Fi."

'Glob, he said his nickname for me.' I smile. "Well, we can chill her and watch a movie. Buuut, you will have to take a shower first!"

I could feel the blush fill my cheeks. Marshall was there in his red and black boxers with nothing else on. 'He has smokin' abs and sexy smooth skin. His hair all ruffled looks sexy. He was drenched in sweat and he was still a hottie. What am I saying! He's my bro! I look up to his face to see his cheeks flushing a slight purple hue. I didn't even know vampires could blush. I invite myself in casually walking past him trying not to stare. Walking into the kitchen I pour myself a tall glass of red cool aid. I did run here and it's hot outside. While waiting for Marshall I plop down on his notoriously uncomfortable couch. Seriously, it's the most uncomfortable thing in the world. I lean back staring at his ceiling. Hearing the water for his shower I immediately start to blush. That time I hid in his closet and –

"Hey Fi!" I look over at Marshall who is now dressed in a black plaid button up, dark jeans and red converse. Of course also with a very teasing smirk.

"Thinkin' about that time you saw my naked bod?"

I could feel my cheeks burn redder as I shouted "Nooo!"

"Then why are you blushing like that?'

My hands ball into fists and I close my eyes. "I'm not blushing.. I … I'm just hot!" I didn't sound remotely close to convincing.

"You sure are, babe!" Marshall replies in his bad boy voice. I throw his remote control for his sound system hitting him in the face. "Ow!" he says holding his eye. "What was that for?" I turn away annoyed and cross my arms over my chest. I tilt my head up towards the ceiling eyes closed. I feel this pressure in my chest. 'I couldn't have a small crush could I? Maybe..'

"Geeez Fi, I was just playin'. Don't be mad." Marshall sounded a little upset that I was mad. I turn my head to peak at him. He was now floating into the air belly down with his hands hanging down looking at me. Marshall caught me peaking and he winks at me with a toothy grin. 'I just can't stay mad at him.' I sigh.

"What movie do you wanna watch, ya jerk?" As soon as I asked I twitched. There was an obvious caution in my voice with the curiosity, and judging by Marshall's face I was going to regret it. Last time he made me watch on of the Nightmare on Elm St. movies. I did not take a bath for a month! Marshall chuckles as he responds.

"All I have are scary movies. Sure you don't want to be the one to pick it out?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Pick one!" I say in a huff. No way am I going to show weakness such as fear. I am an adventurer after all, and have faced many scary things. Besides, the movie isn't real for pete's sake! Marshall laughs and selects one. He pops into the player and smirks.

"What's it called?"

"It."

"What's it about?"

"A clown."

I scoot closer to Marshall as he sits down. I freakin' hate Clowns!

Marshall's POV

After taking a quick shower I head down stairs casually floating. I don't want her to know how excited and anxious I always am to see her. I love it when we get to hang out alone. Fionna must have been too zoned out to notice me standing in the living room. She has the reddest blush he has ever seen displayed on her face. 'She is so adorable when she blushes.' Where did that thought come from? 'You know she's amazing and beautiful.' That same voice in in my head again. 'Glob it! I am the son of a demon and the vampire king! I don't think such things. I eat, kill, and destroy!' 'Say what you want, but deep down you know the truth. You would do anything just for her smile.' Shaking the thoughts from my head I silently growl out "Shut up." I stare at Fionna for a couple minutes. This was just too good of an opportunity to tease her.

"Hey Fi!" She looks at me startled.

"Thinkin' about that time you saw my naked bod?" Fionna blushed even redder.

"Noooo!" She sounded super embarrassed like she had been caught. I smile evilly, because I then knew the truth.

"Then why are you blushing like that?"

I watch her ball her fists and close her eyes, trying to be more convincing.

"I'm not blushing.. I … I'm just hot!"

She was not convincing at all, but she did look hot. I smile at the snug clothes that clung to her body.

"You sure are babe!" I say in my bad boy way.

Before I knew what was happening my remote control to the sound system hit my eye.

"Ow!" I yell grabbing my eye. "What was that for?"

"Don't mess with me like that! I don't like when you mess with my head like that!" Fionna turns away from me. I frown looking at her. She crossed her arms and tilted her head up towards the ceiling. I don't want her to go, because I don't want to be alone. Not with the fresh memory of that dream. Plus, this is my time with the little adventurous.

"Geeez Fi, I was just playin'. Don't be mad." I didn't want to sound or act different, but I desperately need her to stay. She distracts me from my loneliness, and gives me some light in my dark existence. With her I can actually feel some warmth in this cold body. 'Fi… Please stay.' I can't help but say it in my mind. Of course I would never out loud. I am the mother f'n vampire king. I float up in the air onto my stomach to get a better look at her. Just then she peaks at me. I play off my concern and thoughts with a wink and a smile.

"What movie do you wanna watch, ya jerk?" I caught the caution with the curiosity right away. The last time we watched a movie it scared the hell out of her. She even hid her face in my chest a couple times as she snuggled up. Fionna would never admit it, though. Most of my movies she hasn't seen because they are from before the mushroom war. I couldn't hold back the chuckling.

"All I have are scary movies. Sure you don't want to be the one to pick it out?" I love getting her riled up just a bit. It's fun to watch her fluster. Fionna narrows her eyes at me, resembling Cake's eyes.

"Pick one!" She huffs out.

I walk over to the movies on the shelves already knowing what movie I was going to pick out. I browse it though to make the suspense fill her a little. 'She hates clowns. Maybe watching this will make her snuggle up to me. Wait, did I just think that? Yes, yes I did. But it's just for comfort. That's it, for comfort. Fi is my bro. I wouldn't want to mess that up. It's not like I want to be more than just bro's anyways. Do I? No, that can never happen. I can't allow it.' I force the thoughts out of my mind. I laugh picking up the movie, and pop it into the player. Keeping those thoughts at bay I smirk at Fionna.

"What is it called."

"It."

"What is it about?"

"A clown."

I have a stupid smile on my face as I sit down. Fionna is already instinctively scooting closer to me. Thank glob her attention is on the starting movie. It would have been embarrassing for her to see my face just then. As Fionna watched the movie she basically crushed her body into my side. Women seek comfort like that only in people they know can and will protect them. Experience told me that. For some reason this little blonde headed adventurous trusted and befriended me. A smile splayed on my lips even more so. Fionna would never be with that stupid sissy Gumbutt like this. No matter how hard that pink prince would try now, Fionna would never be his. Fionna got over that silly crush years ago after that idiot broke her heart.

I put my arm around Fionna's shoulders. Either she hadn't notice what was happening, or she wanted me to, because when I did that she almost snuggled up right into my lap. She was half way there. I watched her as she kept her eyes fixed the screen. Fionna's warmth radiated off her chasing the cold away. Her face was flushed with wide eyes in suspense of what could happen next in the movie. Her eyes.. Those ocean blue beauties. There were times I felt she could see right into my soul with them. Blonde bangs stick out from under her silly bunny hat carelessly hanging by her cheek past her chin. It's been a little over 3 years now since I met this little adventurous. Fionna had just turned 13 years old. She has grown so much since then. Her little girl body was that of a blossoming young woman. I glance down at her body, admiring her. Not only has she grown in beauty, but in spirit, too. Her love and kindness matched her bravery and fierceness. Fionna is truly a force to be reckoned with. He loved that about her. Well, that and her free spirit. She has portioned out well. Her chest was just the right size, being neither big or small, and full. Her waist and stomach are trim with her stomach being cut. Not to mention that little ass. Not too big or small, just the right size bubble that could make any man's jaw drop. Her legs and thighs are fit like a runners. Fionna laid her head on my shoulder. I instinctively bring my arm down to her waist pulling her closer all the way onto my lap. Without being able to stop I put my nose down to her head smelling deeply. White chocolate and strawberries. My whole body hummed while I allowed it to intoxicate me. I feel something move inside my chest. I jump startled scaring Fionna. She jumped only to land on the floor with a loud thud.

"Marshall! That was not even close to being funny! You made me fall, ya butt!" Fionna yelled getting up to slap me. I grab her arm as she swings and pull her close. We're so close I can feel her hot breath on my cold lips. Fionna's eyes widen and a slight blush covers her face. I say nothing staring into her eyes. Her blush deepens as my other hand touches her face. All I can think or feel is Fionna, and this pull in my chest. 'My heart.. it wants her. I..' Fionna looks into my eyes with worry. No trace of being afraid of me, just concern for my well-being.

"Mar?" She questions, trying to figure out what's going on.

"F…Fionna… I….." I stammer trying to give some kind of explanation or feeling. 'She sees me and feels my touch, and she's not even pulling away or shuddering in disgust.'

I kiss her. My lips crash into hers. Her lips are soft, warm and delicious. Fionna didn't get a chance to react to what was happening. My front bursts open, a loud crashing sounds follows. Fionna and I fall to the ground. Before hitting the floor I cover her body with mine to protect her like a shield. Door debris flies everywhere into the room.