Ok wow it has been far to long since I updated and I am so sorry, I really wanted to but things got so hectic, when I got back from London (Most awesome place I have ever been) my Mom told me (note there was no asking only telling) That for the rest of my holiday I would be working as the manager at her restaurant as the previous one had just been fired, well if any of you have worked as a waiter you know its hard and being manager is 10 x worse, anyway after that it was back to school and that left no time for writing and then on my next holiday we went to stay at the beach and there was no internet so again no writing =_= anyway this is the first chance I've gotten to sit down and write and I hope you enjoy it and that it lives up to the level that I have put out to date. Thanks to all who reviewed the last chapter and who raged at me for taking so long I love all of you XD and on a note the reason you didn't have this chapter yesterday was because Deathconred asked me to read his story and tell him what I think, It's a good story and as thanks for the kick in the ass he gave me to write this chapter I'm putting his link here… but read my story first, you can go read his after, sorry Deathconred its just business XP u/4307772/

Lol it's been so long that this part was a vague memory.

I do not own Adventure time or any of the characters except for the oc's which are awesome.

Escape from the NightOsphere… take 2!

Flying swiftly through the night air Marceline made for Finn's home. Staring down at the ground rushing by underneath her, she wondered at how a night filled with so much turmoil, could be so peaceful; unlike a few nights ago there were no groups of people rushing around like headless chickens disturbing the crisp winter's eve with shouts and protests as they trampled through the countryside, no, this night held none of that, and yet unlike then Marceline's mind felt like it may explode from the stress she was feeling. 'Without Finn… Dam it!' Marceline shook her head to clear her thoughts, he would be ok and she would find him, failure is not conceivable. 'If she lost him now… No!' she wouldn't think about it, he would be waiting for her in the NightOsphere, unharmed, ready to fold her in his arms and love her for an eternity.

Shaking herself Marceline cleared her head; she needed to be in the real world now, time enough for daydreams later. First things first she would need to get some supplies, and since her house had been… remodelled into a smoking pile of ash she would need to go to her second home, the Tree fort.

Coming over the last hill between her and her destination it finally came into view, still standing as she had last seen it in all its dilapidated glory, letting out a sigh of relief Marceline wiped her hand across her forehead to discard some imaginary beads of sweat, she had been half afraid that it would have been burnt down as well.

Slowing to a gentle glide the vampire coasted up to the home silently, all of her senses on full alert, she had just escaped and it would not do for her to run head long into another trap. Floating silently she let a few minuets pass in silence before she was satisfied that no one was in the house. Carefully she eased through the open maw that used to hold the door, and was immediately assailed by the sweet rotting smell of decayed flesh. Holding her breath Marceline struggled with the instant gag reflex as she proceeded into the rest of the house, a little rot wasn't going to scare her off. From the state of things it was quite obvious that the Bitch Bubblegum had done a number on this place as well, the furniture was a mess and there was evidence of a struggle.

It didn't take long to find the source of the smell, the buzzing of flies and other carrion insects led her right to the corpse of the Marauder that was slumped against the one wall. He had probably not been very attractive in life but now with half his face rotted off he certainly wasn't going to win any beauty contests. Ignoring the rest of the mess Marceline made her way to the kitchen and began searching through the stores, not much was left; seems as if someone had cleaned the place out of anything red before her, Letting a smile touch her lips she was pretty sure that it had been Finn, not many others would have taken only red things. Sighing to herself she dug into the fridge and at last found what she was looking for, it was a bit past expiration date but Marceline was fairly sure that the bug milk would still work in the spell.

Satisfied with her find she set out to search the rest of her house, she felt naked without her axe but she had stupidly left it behind at her house in her rage, so in the mean time she needed a weapon, and where better to get one than in the house of an adventurer. Floating up the stairs to Fin's room. There didn't seem to have been any struggle in this part of the house, just the usual mess of a young man's room. Looking through the junk it wasn't long before she found what she was looking for; a nice big double sided axe that had a similar feel to that of her own. Feeling a bit better with the familiar weight on her shoulders it seemed that all her prep was done. Finding a pencil Marceline quickly drew a smiley face and doused it in slightly expired bug milk before razing her hands in the air and intoning the words she had reluctantly learnt so long ago. "Maloso Vobiscum Et Cum Spiritum." As the rift appeared in the floor and the room filled with the shrieks of those dammed to an eternity in the Nightosphere Marceline let a small smile play across her face. 'I'm coming Finn.'

Flying high in the Nighosphere air Finn felt invincible, They had covered a lot of distance in a relatively short amount of time; the endless flat grey surface of the land making easy going for the five hulking fast moving battering rams that John had called 'Land Rovers'. Much to Finn's disappointment the drive, or in his case fly, had been uneventful, it seemed as if every creature in the Nightosphere had heard them coming and gone into deep hiding.

After another hour Finn got a bit bored of the empty scenery. Flying down he decided that a bit of conversation would help the time go by. Coming up behind the lead car; the one John had called Isabella Finn could here a faint tune floating back over the noise, getting closer he could tell that it was coming from the vampire on the turret who was leaning on the big 50 caliber thing, a big man with blond hair, he was smiling a big open smile while belting out the words, "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz." Finn didn't know who this wizard was, but from his previous experience of wizards he must be a cruel and evil man; he had quite obviously driven the poor vampire mad.

Ignoring the clearly insane vampire up top Finn decided that the slightly green Em hanging out of the back window would be a better option for conversation. "Hey Em, how're you holding up?" Barley Lifting her face from her contemplation of the ground she gave him a half hearted glare.

"Piss off Finn." Was all she could muster before returning to her own world of misery.

"What's wrong?" Finn was genuinely concerned, sure vampires could be a bit blue but this was the first time he had seen a green one, she couldn't be ill could she?

Looking up at him again her death stare was considerably lessened in effectiveness by the fact that she had to throw her head back down as she dry heaved a few times. Wiping her mouth with the back of her arm she grimaced weakly. "I'm not so good with bumpy rides ok."

Finn a bit confused by this felt the need to point out the flaw in her logic. "It doesn't look that bumpy to me."

The glared daggers made him back off a bit fairly quickly. "Maybe to you, your highness, but not all of us are so lucky as to be able to fly smoothly through the air."

She did have a point; flying did make things fairly smooth, which lead him to his offer. "You could always ride with me."

The green tinge to Em's skin went in an instance from dark green to a deathly pale shade as she stared at him in wide eyed horror. "N n n no thanks Finn, I I I think I'm fine here for now." Her refusal followed by another set of dry heaves convinced Finn to back off; it seemed he was only making things worse.

Flying up to the driver's window Finn peered in on John who seemed to be in his own proverbial paradise as he gripped the steering wheel with the practiced ease that made it seem as if he merged with the car. "Yo John, how much longer till we get to this badass demon pit? I'm itching for a fight." Throwing a few punches into the open air for enfaces he turned back to John who was now smiling at him with a knowing look.

Sighing and shaking his head John turned back to looking out the window at the non existent road ahead of them. "You newly turned are all the same, always itching for a fight, no control, that's half of the reason so few of us make it to Elder status. I remember in my day I was just as bad, got into all kinds of fights, I was a never ending source of worry for my sire, she used to have to come and rescue me from all kinds of messes." The smile dropped from his face as he was lost in a time long past. "That was before I got her killed by attracting the attention of a hunter with all of my exploits."

The self blaming hatred in his voice and the hard set of his jaw led Finn to conclude that John still felt just as strongly about his sire's death as he had all those many years ago, and he couldn't blame him; if he had gotten Marcie killed he would never be able to forgive himself, and that was still far to real a possibility for comfort, but Finn hadn't asked for the man's life story, he just wanted to know how much longer it would take to get where they were headed. "I'm sorry for your loss John… but could you please tell me how much longer we have to go?"

Snapping out of his reverie John turned back to look at Finn, the smile firmly back in place. "Sorry about that, I get lost in my own world sometimes; yes you asked me a question, how rude of me." Smiling John once again shook his head. "Don't worry my lord after we crest that next rise we should be in sight of the ruins that Em said she found you in originally, from there its not far at all, we will be there in minuets."

Looking forward at the land ahead of them Finn's face split in a savage grin. 'Wait for me Marcie, I'm coming for you.'

As the fog cleared from her vision Marceline took in her surroundings, dilapidated buildings surrounded her, some still with signs showing what they once were, the air stale with the rot of the Nightosphere's never ending darkness. 'Perfect.' According to what she knew all vampires were dumped in this part of the Nightosphere when entering since the ban, all except her, her father was the ruler of this dark realm after all. Now she just needed to find Finn.

Looking in the surrounding area turned up very little, that was until in a building adjacent to a fountain square in the centre of town she found her first clue, a shrivelled up apple, all of the red sucked out of it. Finn had defiantly been here, Feeling a surge of energy at this new find Marceline pushed on to find any other clues, it may be unlikely but he may still be in the area.

After some time with nothing new coming to light Marceline decided to take a break, it wouldn't do any good if she panics. Finn must have left or his scent would still be in the area, taking heart Marceline took to the air again with a renewed hope and made for the edge of the ruins it was unlikely but there may be some evidence of his passing. This time her efforts were rewarded, on the hill on the outskirts of the ruins she found tracks in the dirt that could not be more than a few days old, following them closely she reached the top, where she could just make out the evil glow of her Fathers kingdom. Here she was surprised to find that the tracks stopped and were joined by a second set of footprints that were much smaller in size, there didn't seem to be a struggle but they both turned around and headed back towards the ruins. This had her a bit worried; you could never trust the creatures of the Nightosphere and if Finn was travelling with one then her fears just doubled.

A rumble in the distance catching her attention Marceline peered out over the expanse in the direction of her Fathers lair, she could just make out some cars making their way across the plane towards it, as interesting as that may be it only held her attention for a brief moment; she was far more intent on her search for Finn, besides if some idiots wanted to commit suicide by attacking her father who was she to get in the way.

Following the tracks back to town she had a moment of panic when she lost them on the paved streets but luckily picked them up again on the other side of town, they headed off towards the border lands of the Nightosphere, that did not bode well, but there was no time to worry about all the creatures that could attack him, time was of the essence; the longer she floated around worrying the more likely she would never find him at all. Shuddering at the thought Marceline sped off hot in pursuit of her missing lover. 'Not much longer now Finn, well be back together soon.'

Princess Bubblegum was a good person, she ruled wisely and justly and everyone loved her, so why was it that nothing followed her carefully laid plans? First she lost Finn, the love of her life and now the evil vampuric bitch had escaped to do who knows what. Things had been fine the previous night; the creature was safely locked away in her cell, but come morning she was gone and several of her guards were dead. Her Fury Peeked again and she had to restrain herself from ordering for the heads of the dead guards to be mounted on top of her gates; they were a part of the mercenaries she had hired and who knew what the rest would do if she started mounting their friends heads on spikes.

Sighing to herself Bubblegum bemoaned the lack of loyal subjects, all but a few of the candy people were gone and none of her original guards remained, the only thing keeping her current guards loyal being the constant stream of gold she was paying them.

Slamming her fist down on the table Princess Bubblegum let a small smile escape as one of the guards gave a startled jump in response; it was good to keep them on their toes. But the smile was short lived as she turned back to contemplate the map that had been mounted on the wall of her throne room displaying all of Ooo, there were crosses marking where her men had searched so far and failed to locate the freak Marceline. Grinding her teeth at the thought of the creature, Bubblegum felt as if her head would pop from suppressed rage, they had found nothing, the surrounding area was clear and she had not been in her cave or at the tree fort that Finn had lived in before she was forced to send him to the NightOsphere.

Letting a tear trickle down her cheek Bubblegum lamented that decision, maybe she should have killed him; that would have been the better option, she had loved him after all and he had thrown her love back in her face after she had confessed to him. Now that Marceline was out there and probably already back with Finn. Clenching her Fist Bubblegum suppressed a scream of rage, If she the most beautiful, kindest and brilliant girl in Ooo could not have him then why was it that that monster Marceline could, fate was cruel but now Bubblegum was going to show just how cruel it could be, when she got hold of those two she would make her previous torture of Marceline seem like a gentle walk in the park. 'Both of them will pay for spurning me!'

The clatter of boots on the rock candy floors jerked Bubblegum out of her reverie. Striding into the throne room was possibly the ugliest man she had ever seen, his bulk grotesque and his face a living scar attesting to a life of violence, not least of his unappealing features being the blackened and gap filled teeth he displayed as he strode across to her dragging a limp sack behind him, Bubblegum vaguely recognised him as being part of the mercenaries she had hired but had not had any direct dealings with him personally.

Reaching her the man gave a bow that she felt was decidedly lacking in respect before lifting his head and letting his eyes follow her curves suggestively before looking her in the face. Bubblegum felt her skin crawl with disgust but held off his execution till after she had heard his report, lifting her hand she indicated for him to proceed.

Grinning the man hauled the bag in front of him and dumped its contents on the floor, inside had been a very battered unconscious Nut Prince. "I present to my lady the agent of your most hated foes escape." His tone was mocking as he imitated polite speech but she chose to ignore that, he had given her a far bigger boon than he could know.

"What is your name?" Her voice quiet she looked up at the man and let the full weight of her power fill her gaze and fall upon him, it had the desired sobering effect as he straightened up and gave a more respectful bow before responding.

"Rasputin my lady." He was much less defiant now and that was what she wanted.

"Well Rasputin I seem to be in your debt, and I very much dislike being in dept to anyone, as the captain of the guards was killed while taking a piss you are now promoted to his post, and for your own good you had better do a better job than he did."

Grinning the new Captain of the Guard saluted promptly. "My lady is as wise as she is beautiful, I will not let you down."

Bubblegum smiled. "No, I don't think you will. Now Captain show the Prince to some suitable quarters… I suggest the ones previously occupied by Marceline, and see if you can't persuade him to tell you where she has gone, after that he is going to help me with some decorating that I have just been dying to do."

The Captains malicious smile of glee mirrored her own. "It shall be as my lady says."

Before he could turn away Princess Bubblegum cleared her throat. "One more thing Captain." Waiting for his full attention to be on her she let her full displeasure fall upon him. "If you stare at my breasts one more time I shall have you drawn and quartered, is that understood?" With a guilty start Rasputin paled visibly but was unable to talk instead settling for a quick nod before quickly dragging the still unconscious Prince out of the throne room.

Letting out a puff of air Bubblegum settled back into her chair relaxing for the first time that day. 'It seems good things do happen to good people after all.'

Finn stared at the hell gates that were looming closer and closer every second as the cars sped across the plane, they were still some distance away yet they towered on the horizon giving mute testament to the immensity of their bulk.

Everyone was on high alert now, the mad vampire who was singing earlier now silent, gripping his 50 cal machinegun with steady determination as he looked forward hardly blinking lest an enemy get past him, Em had joined him on the roof the adrenalin seeming to have cured her motion sickness as she set herself up ready to reload for him when necessary. Looking around Finn could see that the same was true on each car roof, one vampire manning the weapon and another ready to feed in the ammunition.

Finn felt a bubble of pride welling up as he reflected on how professional and intimidating his vampires looked in their new armour, gone were the tired and beaten wretches he had saved, these were true vampires on a war path, but his contemplation did not last long, his attention drawn to the front of the convoy at the shout of one of the vampires he didn't quite know yet. The man was pointing in the direction of the wall and Finn following the direction of the gesture squinting to catch a glimpse of what the man had seen.

What seemed to a black cloud in the distance soon took shape and Finn was startled to see that it was in fact a multitude of flying demons armed with every kind of weapon conceivable, a truly daunting sight considering how few vampires he had. A clanking sound drew Finns attention away from the approaching army down to the insane blond vampire who was now grinning from ear to ear as he stroked his gun. "Ok listen up everyone!" The man's voice almost boyish still held a note of authority that Finn had yet to hear from his vampires. "Hold your fire until I say otherwise, we have limited ammo as it is, and I'll be… more dammed if you lot go firing shots while we are still out of range, understood?" Looking around the blond vampire waited for a nod from each of the vampires manning a gun before looking up at Finn a bit sheepishly. "Sorry for assuming command my lord, I was military back when I was human, I guess old habits die hard."

Finn had to chuckle. "Well since I don't have the first idea about leading a army I'll just have to promote you to being Commander of my army… such as it is, what is your name new Commander?"

The blond vampire beamed up at Finn pride showing in every aspect of his being. "Nicholas my lord, I shall not fail you." There was a slight pause before he continued a slightly smug look on his face. "If I may be so bold my lord a word of advice, the key to good leadership is not letting your subjects know that you don't know what you are doing, it lowers moral."

It was Finn's turn to look sheepish as he blushed and seeing the others all grinning up at him with suppressed mirth he felt his cheeks heat even further. "Duly noted commander." Finn his voice gruff with embarrassment, turned back to contemplating the approaching hoard. They were much closer now, close enough that with his heightened vampire eyesight he could see the disfigured faces baring teeth as they speed to meet him. Looking down he caught Em staring at him, the heat in her eyes making him catch his breath and have to force back a blush but as soon as he saw it, it was gone leaving him to wonder if he had imagined it. Now smiling Em lifted her hand and gave him a thumbs up, Finn couldn't help but smile and give her one in return. He really liked Em, not in the way he loved Marceline; no one could ever compete with her, but he was starting to feel confusing emotions surrounding this girl that had shown him so much of her world. Something on his face must have triggered a response as hope flared in Em's eyes before being suppressed with a self mocking brutality. Finn could have sworn he saw the beginning of a tear forming before she turned to face forward again, taking her position at the guns reload station.

Shaking his head Finn readied himself, now was not the time for confusion, he needed to be focussed on the soon to be grizzly task at hand. The enemy was drawing close enough now that Finn un-slung his axes from his back readying himself for battle, that's when things got moving. Lifting his voice to be heard Nicholas called the command. "On my mark, take your aim and… FIRE!" With that Finn felt as if his ears would fall off from the noise as four heavy 50 cal machineguns opened up and filled the air with smoking hot death, Finn watched in awe of the destructive power of the weapons as the horde flying towards them seemed to melt away as if a giant hand had swatted the whole lot of them to the ground. It only lasted a few seconds but in that time not one daemon was left alive, that was both thrilling and scary, if this is the power they had then Finn could see how the human race had annihilated itself and he wasn't sure if it was truly a bad thing that they were gone.

None the less Finn felt himself grinning along with his vampires as they surveyed the carnage they had just wrought. Finn could not help himself as he let out a roar filled with triumph which spread until all of them were roaring in an unholy union. Suddenly the thunderous sound of metal screeching reached them, the source was soon evident as the enormous hell gate that had been open till then shuddered and started to drift close, it didn't take long for Finn to realise with dismay that they would never reach it before it slammed shut and he was not disappointed when a few seconds later the gate boomed closed with a certain finality.

Looking down with dismay Finn was startled to see that Nicholas was still grinning with evil glee. "Too little to late Fuckers." Looking around he frowned at the other vampires. "Well don't just sit there looking like headless chickens, bring out the bloody RPGs… and I don't mean Dungeons & Dragons." The grin quickly spread to the rest of the vampires as four long cylindrical tubes were handed up to the roofs. "And make sure you are aiming in the right direction, we don't want any shots hitting our lord flying behind us now do we." The grins got even wider and Nicholas turned to give Finn a rather cheeky wink. "Got to keep moral up, you understand don't you, my lord?" Finn felt that the question only merited a grunt in response. Finn was starting to get a bit ticked with all the jokes at his expense, wasn't no more mocking supposed to be one of the perks of being a royal?

Finn was interrupted from sulking by Nicholas's shout. "Ok, ready aim and… rip them a new ass hole!" This time Finn was a bit disappointed, instead of the large boom that had come from the guns there was more of a thumping whoosh from the RPGs, not nearly as impressive, but the disappointment was very short lived as the four projectiles made contact with the gate. The very air seemed to shudder with the force of the explosion and the gate was quite shockingly thrown back off its hinges in a smoking ruin. Without stopping the Land rovers flew through the wreckage and into the streets of the capital of the NightOspher.

Marvelling at the destructive power of the old age weapons it took Finn awhile to realise it, instead of an army the streets were deserted, no one stood in their way, the few daemons they did see were quick to turn and flee in the other direction, thus they travelled the streets unopposed the daemons evidently having decided that the invaders were packing a little to much heat for them to be taken. Frankly Finn was a bit disappointed as they hurtled down the streets closing rapidly on their destination the central keep and home of Marceline's Dad Hunson Abadeer. It was almost a relief when they came around the last corner only to be faced with an army baring entrance to the keep.

With a wild yell the vampires opened fire, row upon row of daemons fell where they stood, some cut clean in half by the force of the bullets, but the numbers were far greater than the previous army, jumping out just before impact the vampires left the Land rovers as with a tremendous crash they ploughed into the front ranks of daemon horde all except for the drivers and the vampires on the roofs who were still driving and shooting away the reloaders alternating between feeding new ammo into the guns and hacking at any daemon that tried to get at them, as soon as the cars were past the vampires who had jumped out and Finn charged into the reeling ranks of daemons who were struggling to form up ranks again. It was in a word a slaughter, the vampires moving with the swiftness and strength of their race cut through them like butter, the already battered and demoralised daemons could do nothing to halt their progress, Finn at the front of the charge was like a vengeful god of destruction as he mowed through rank after rank until with a suddenness they found themselves clear of the daemons and looking up at the stairs leading to the keep. Turning around Finn marvelled at the destruction they had wrought, hundreds of daemons lay dead or dying the last of the living having turned tail and run and all that in only a few minuets, vampires are truly scary beings.

The Land rovers squishing the dead beneath their tires pulled to a stop at the stairs, Em a gash that was already heeling on her arm jumped down and threw her arms around Finn's neck laughing. "Well that was fun."

Her laugh was infectious and Finn felt himself grinning in response. "Yes, we must do this again sometime, maybe for my next birthday." Putting Em down gently Finn turned to look over the rest of his vampires, they all bore a few dents on their armour and a cut or scrape here or there but all were accounted for which was a relief and they were all grinning with adrenalin fuelled excitement. "Ok everyone we go on foot from here, take what you want from the cars, we aren't coming back."

As the rest set to work collecting what they needed John paled even more than usual a sickened look crossing his face. "My babies." He whispered moving over to each in turn and giving the car a hug, Finn felt that they probably should destroy the cars lest they be used against them but looking at the loving heartbreak on John's face Finn could not bring himself to mention it. Walking reverently over to Isabella his favourite car John only pulled out one thing other than his sword, a picture of a beautiful woman faded from many years, Finn assumed it was a picture of John's sire, slowly with reverence John lifted the picture to his lips and let them brush her forehead before gently placing the picture in his front pocket.

Finn a lump in his throat had to turn away as he felt he was intruding on something immensely private. Meeting Em's eyes she nodded in sad understanding of what he had seen, loss was never an easy thing and sometimes even hundreds of years could not make the hurt any less real.

Soon everyone was armed and ready, eager to get to the keep and get out of the NightOsphere, Finn included, so without further delay they headed up the long flight of stairs to where Hunson Abadeer was no doubt waiting for them, Finn wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.

Reaching the top of the stairs Finn was surprised to find the door to the keep open the great hall that on Finn's previous visit to the NightOsphere had been filled with daemons of all shapes and sizes was now deserted. This was too easy; Finn could feel that something was wrong.

Signalling for the rest of the group to wait at the door Finn gripped his axes firmly getting them ready for use before proceeding alone into the hall, his footsteps echoing deafeningly in the silence. When he reached the centre of the room Finn stopped to glance back at the vampires and to give Em a reassuring smile to alleviate her nerves, although he was also feeling the stress, proceeding on he was almost at Marceline's Dad's house when he heard a rushing of wind from above and was only just able to bring his Axes up to guard position before Hunson Abadeer slammed into him his own axe in hand, but although Finn was now and extremely powerful vampire his strength was nothing in comparison to the power of the daemon god he now faced, with a contemptuous kick he broke through Finn's guard and sent him flying across the hall to land in the centre.

This was bad, that last kick had winded him and he couldn't get enough air in to tell Marceline's Dad that he didn't want to fight. With no emotion Hunson advanced on Finn with the cruel efficiency of a born predator, all evil and all focused of the intruders that had entered his lair. "I thought I dealt with you vampire rebels five hundred years ago. You had fifty elders the last time and it still wasn't enough, now you come with one elder and a ragtag of underlings and you think to best me." Reaching the coughing Finn who was struggling to push himself up Hunson glared at him with contempt. "Goodbye little vampire, know that you lived long enough to be an annoyance. Lifting his Axe overhead he prepared to end it, closing his eyes Finn waited for the darkness to follow.

"FINN!" Em's cry burst through the hall, Finn's eyes shooting open he watched as Em struggled with the others as they held her back from rushing in. 'Good, hopefully they will get away, no reason for them to die for my fight.'

Turning back to face his reaper Finn was startled to not see the axe whistling down to end him, instead it was resting top down as Hunson Abadeer lent against it his face scrunched up as if trying to remember something. A light seemed to dawn in his eyes. "Finn?... Finn!" Grabbing him by the shoulders Hunson lifted him off the ground as if he were nothing and held him in midair for inspection. "By all that is pure and evil, look at you boy, all grown up and I can see my daughters fashion sense has rubbed off on you, although the armour is a bit over the top even for her." Chuckling he set Finn back on his feet. "Oh and you are a vampire now, good for you, see that my daughter finally got round to turning you, I told her to ages ago, but would she listen? No she didn't want to turn her friend into a blood sucking creature of evil, kids go figure."

Finn was a bit overwhelmed by the flood of speech but even more so that he was actually alive. Holding out his hand Hunson grabbed it and shook. "It's… nice to see you again Marceline's Dad."

Hunson actually laughed. "Well you certainly have better manners than you did the last time I saw you, can't have gotten that from my little Marceline, but you do lie like a champ, though I appreciate the pleasantries. Now on to business, since you are Marceline's friend and she will be angrier at me than when I ate her fries if I kill you, I will give you a chance for you to explain why you attacked my city and killed two of my armies, well done on that by the way."

Gulping Finn let the words pour out of his mouth in a torrent, he explained how he had been turned, his first feeding and how it had gone wrong, he skipped out his and Marcies night together; some things you don't tell your lovers father, and got onto the burning of Marcies house followed by his being banished to the NightOsphere and then his trip through the realm leading to this point. Hunson's eyes had gone red on hearing about Marcie's capture and his mood had not improved when Finn reached the end of the tale. "And so sir I need to get out of the NightOsphere so I can save Marcie, can you help us?"

Hunson had been contemplating the wall as he listened to the tale, now he turned back and for the first time Finn felt the full force of the demonic power seeping out of the god in front of him, rage etched on his face. "Of course I can help you get out of here, my daughters axe that you are holding is proof enough for me that you are telling the truth, she would never part with it willingly. Still why the hell haven't you used the spell that they used to send you here to get out? You are a royal blood vampire, you can come and go as you please, why the hell are you wasting time here while me Marceline could be going through who knows what."

Finn was flabbergasted. "You mean I can just say the words and the portal will open?"

"Of course you can, did my daughter tell you nothing? The only reason that I haven't done it already is because I can only leave the NightOsphere every seventy years so you will have to save her."

Nodding Finn took a few steps back before chanting "Maloso Vobiscum Et Cum Spiritum." … Nothing happened, looking a bit sheepish Finn turned to question Hunson who was standing shaking his head in resignation.

"Why on earth are you using Pig Latten… never mind probably my daughters doing, she was always rebelling when I was trying to teach her the language, the only way that pathetic excuse for a chant would work is if you drew some ridiculous smiley face and doused it in bug milk, the correct way to say it is, Malum Sit Obiscum Et Cum Spiritu."

Nodding his head Finn tried it the new way. "Malum Sit Obiscum Et Cum Spiritu." There was a rushing sound and a portal opened up in the air in front of him, the other end showing what looked to be the ancient sight of a battlefield. Smiling Finn Jumped for joy and his vampires all cheered and rushed to him to pat him on the back and congratulate him as they clustered around the portal. Reaching over Finn clasped hands with Hunson both of them smiling. "Don't worry I'm going to save Marcie and I'm going to make it so Bubblegum wishes she was never born."

Smiling warmly at Finn Hunson opened his mouth to reply but one of the vampires caught up in celebrating uttered the ultimate taboo in that hall, "All hail Marceline's consort."

The room instantly stilled, the vampire a look of shocked horror on his face slowly turned with the rest to see what Hudson's reaction would be, their fears were proven well founded as after a few seconds the shock on Hunson's face dropped away and was replaced with pure fury, his eyes turning fiery red before his whole face contorted into the hideous form of his evil mode. His voice dropping a few octaves in his rage he locked eyes on Finn. "YOU DID WHAT TO MY BABY GIRL!"

Finn could barley blink let alone speak up in his defence, not that he could say much that would make the situation any better, he was after all guilty of sleeping with her. "I… um…" thinking quick Finn made a desperate choice, when facing a fifty foot demonic god that wants your guts on a platter you… "RUN! Everyone through the portal!" Dashing back from the angry daemon king Finn felt the rush of air behind him just before the crash that shook the very foundations of the keep, before diving into the portal following the last of his vampires to safety.

Thudding down onto the hard packed ground on the other side Finned turned to look back into the portal just as Hunson let out a roar and proceeded to pound on the portal in his attempt to get at him. "Get back here you coward, I'll rip you to pieces."

Finn may be brave but he is not stupid, lifting his hands he intoned "Malum Sit Obiscum Et Cum Spiritu" closing the portal behind them. Sitting down on the ground Finn turned to look at the stunned vampires around him before standing and looking at there surroundings. They were in Ooo, finally free of the NightOsphere, slowly at first but then spreading like wildfire the knowledge started to dawn on the vampires and one by one shock was replaced with a joy at a freedom that they had been denied them for nearly a thousand years, as one they roared their defiance at the prison that had held them and at the long dead people that had sent them there, It wasn't clear when it started but out of the roar one word slowly spread in fanatical chant till the night resounded with the call. "FINN, FINN, FINN, FINN."

Well there you go I promised that I would update and although I got caught up it other stuff I did eventually update, I hope the is lived up to my usual standards as I am a little rusty, and please note that in my desperation to get this chapter out I wrote it in one sitting. So hope you enjoyed it and I hope you will review to let me know of any mistakes or just to let me know that my long absence has not lost me all me readers. Thank you.