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Angel of the Darkest Sea

In the beginning, there was light…

Cast upon a raft, adrift in a heartless sea,
My mind was imprisoned, clouded with doubt,
I was alone, they could not find me,
I’d fallen from grace and could not get out.

Tidal currents would flow and ebb,
Wrought with words that wished to fly,
To soar above all that held them back,
And part the clouds that made them cry.

The sunlight brought naught but fire and pain,
Soothing syrens of the sea began to call my name,
Guiding my soul into the cool and rolling waves,
A realm of “darkness and corruption” is where I’d be saved.

Drawn deeper through abyssal depths,
Forgotten by the light, who’d all but left,
I found to my delight, creatures of such purity and life,
My soul began  to find a strength despite its strife.

Twas from here he came…

A being born in darkness and the unforgiving sea,
His eyes held its depth and flowing beauty,
They held the strength and mystery of eternity,
And those eyes then turned their gaze to me.

What they see in me, I’ll never know,
Myself, a fleer of cold, unfeeling light,
He lends his strength to mine, and it begins to grow.

His presence fills my heart with joy,
His heartfelt words bring a smile to my mind,
His spirit unchains my wings, and teaches them to fly!

I remain, surrounded by the steadfast life that saves,
The secrets of truth that lie beneath the waves,
Forgotten by the realms above, for they will never see,
Now my angel of darkness has come for me.

In the cradle of life, beneath the sea…

This was one of those poems that won't let you do anything else until you finish it. Sort of entrances you I guess, I dunno, the darn thing wouldn't let me work on my essay! :shakefist: See, it all started when I wanted to change my msn name, this really pretty line bubbled to the surface and that's what I used: "Tidal currents... ... wished to fly"... then it decides to be all 'You must write the rest of this!' *whipcrack*... O.o... anyway, my brain wouldn't let me study until I wrote this out... came out of nowhere... Argh, I don't write romantic nonsense normally, thus it sucks... and the structure changes continuously, so it is not fixed, nor is it open, that's why I put it under 'song', because I didn't know where else it would properly fit... *spazzes*...whoo, and I'm on caffiene... O.O... real coffee, none of that Timmy's crap, had to grind it myself with a porcelain salt shaker and soup bowl... and... *dies*
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"So the new kid's here?"

"Yes, he is, Logan. Try not to scare this one away."

Logan grinned around his un-lit cigar, eyes crinkling at the edges. "You give me so little credit, Charlie. I promise not to traumatize our new student. Until the second semester, at least." Charles Xavier rolled his eyes, but smiled.

Logan strolled out of the main office, taking out his cigar and absently twirling it in his fingers. So, a new mutant? Logan cocked his head to the side, thinking. What kind of person would he be like?

Tall, thin and very nervous, the newest student (mutant?) clutched his completely new books as he tried to stay away from groups of people over there.

He was lanky, obviously either a vegetarian or he didn't eat that often; he had slightly shaggy brown hair, a warm, kind of inviting brown, like oak; he had his head cast down, constantly though. So, no one really got to look at his face, but he was pale. Not deathly so, just pale like he preferred to stay indoors.

It was third period when Logan was deciding to wander around, the easily frightened new student was hurrying from the Bathroom when Logan walked out of the office. His eyes trained on the floor his chin tucked like a constantly scolded child.

Logan stopped when he saw the scrawny kid. He cocked his head to the other side, still twirling the cigar. He blinked, just staring.

He pursed his lips, before walking over. "Now, you look like someone who stays indoors half the time," he stated, keeping a hand in his jeans as he twirled the cigar. "You know, that isn't very healthy. One can grow and flourish when settled into the sun. Much like plants, actually."

Logan had a habit of spewing out rants to start a conversation.

Flinching, the new Mutant quickly stumbled back away from Logan. He looked up once before focusing back on the floor.

Jonathan tensed, he swallowed hard. "Y-yes.... I know," he said, quietly. "I have a class, excuse me." Why did he even speak?!

Jonathan quickly tried to walk around the man that was in his way.

He avoided any contact with him though, fear of what could happen, what he could see.

The air buzzed around this Mutant. There was something screaming at Jonathan to be seen, pleading and begging.

"Oh pffft. I hardly doubt any of the staff here are going to interrupt a Teacher conversing with a student." He quickly walked next to the nervous man, giving a friendly smile. "My name is Logan. And youuuu," he stopped twirling the cigar and pointed at the man. "Must be the new student." The smile widened to a grin, revealing slightly crooked teeth.

Teacher? As Logan started to walk next to him, Jonathan quickly took a slight side step, making sure there was no room for them to touch.

"Indeed, I am," he answered quietly, a quick sneak of a look to see how far he was from his classroom. "Fifteen steps." He counted aloud, without meaning to. It slipped. A mumble of the next number down slipped from between his lips.

"I'm sorry, Teacher, but since it is my first day, I'm already behind in this year's homework." Jonathan stopped, exactly twelve steps from the door. He kept that close, in his mind, holding onto it.

"Whaaaat? Homework?" Logan pocketed his cigar, cocking his head to the side again. "What stuck-up twit would give homework for a mutant school?" He rolled his head to the other side, squinting his eyes. "Is it Summers? That man desperately needs to take a vacation someday." He blinked, then grinned wide. "Pardon my rudeness, but I didn't manage to catch your name, dear~"

"Ms. Ororo has given us homework," Jonathan said quietly, "and Ms. Gray."

He tensed slightly at the usages of the names before he took two steps back, toward the door. "Ten," he breathed quietly.

"Crane," he said, to the last thing Logan had mentioned. "It's Crane." He took another three steps. "Seven." The counting came out almost compulsively.

"Ahhh. Yes, that would explain that increasing amount of schoolwork and complaining the others have been giving." Logan shook his head and smiled in a friendly manner at the kid. "Well, since you seem eager to get moving, I'll leave you to it. Hope to bump into you again, Crane." With a wink and a grin, he sauntered down the hallway, reaching in his pocket to twirl his cigar again.

Once inside, Jonathan sat down and kept to himself. Nothing buzzed quite like that man had.

He went through his day in peace.


Lunch went by without one of his fatal visions, and it was nearing his last class. Art.

Four minutes later, Jonathan stepped into the art class and his movements became jerky and stiff as a buzz started to pick up around him.

Jonathan quickly made it around the room. He sat down as far away from everyone physically possible, with a table still in front of him.

"Goooood morning, darling pupils~!" Logan slid into the room, all smiles.

"It's evening, Professor."

Logan slouched. He arched an eyebrow while waving his hand, the other hand on his hip. "Morning, evening. Same day. So!" He stood tall and grinned at the class. "Who wants to draw?" A chorus of small cheers made him grin wider.

Jonathan flinched as he heard the Professor. The buzzing got even louder as Logan spoke.

He just hummed, wanting to see whatever it was that was needed to be seen.

Jonathan swallowed hard as he gripped his pencil, hoping that he could remain invisible while the other mutants and the Professor did what they needed to get the class over and done with.

"Right then! Today for class, we shall be studying how to draw abstract." He took a pen from his desk and motioned with it as he talked. "Just let your writing utensil flow on the paper~ As usual, I'll walk around and check your throughout class."

With that said, the students started to draw.

Logan smiled. He loved his job.

Jonathan stared down at the paper quietly. He wasn't sure if Art was such a good idea anymore.

He closed his eyes. The buzz started to drown out anything else that was being said around him.

The brunette wet his lips, before he gathered his bag and stood up to go. Art would have to be changed. He wouldn't be able to handle the buzz much longer, much less a semester of it.

Logan heard the boy get up before he watched him. He frowned as he saw him quickly walk out.

"John," he said to a boy with reddish hair. "Watch the class." And he followed him.

Crane was already down the hallway. "Hey!" he called, jogging after him. He slowed as he walked beside him. "You alright?"

It hummed, the air became electricity around him and Jonathan jumped when he heard the shout.

He turned around instantly, his deep, oceanic blue eyes became wide with confusion before he spotted the professor. Jonathan quickly looked away, clutching the books close to himself as he tried to make himself a smaller target.

"Just fine," Jonathan answered in a strained voice. He cleared his throat. "If you'll excuse me Professor," he said, turning to go.

Logan placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, stopping him. "Now, hang on. If you're not feeling well, I need to escort you to the Infirmary. Can't let you walk around by yourself. Jean will kill me."

Suddenly, he was touched.

Touched by the source of the buzzing.

It all came to him, very quickly, slamming him against a rather large, very angry red brick wall.

Jonathan tensed, his entire body seizing up before suddenly he dropped to his knees, tears springing to his eyes and he started to cry with all of the information, all of the older man's life playing before his eyes. All in a short, three-second period.

Jonathan fell. It really, really looked like he was having a seizure.

Logan almost missed catching the shaking boy, holding him by the shoulders. "Whoa, there!" A look of panic was plastered on the older mutant's face.

Wordlessly, he scooped up the boy in a bridal hold and ran to the Infirmary, a look of pure concentration on his face. In short moments, he was in the ward.

"Jean!" he called, gently placing the boy on a bed. Some of the shaking has subsided.

Jean came to Logan at the shout.

She lifted her eyebrow before looking down at the young student was still twitching, trembling. "What happened?" She asked, focusing on the cupboard behind Logan and getting a sedative before catching it.

She sighed slightly, "Can you hold him down, long enough for me to stick this into his neck?"

Logan gently held down the skinny wrists, still looking slightly panicked.

"I don't know what happened," he answered. He watched Jean press the needle in the white skin. "I was teaching my class, and he walked out after a few minutes. He looked sick, so I went after him to escort him here."

A light-bulb went off, and he pulled his hands back. "I think me touching him triggered it."

Once the kid was settled down, Jean listened to Logan before frowning slightly. "Triggered... his power?"

She blinked lightly and looked at the now very pale, slightly sweaty kid. "Did Professor Xavier tell you what this kid's power was?" she asked as she opened Jonathan's eye slightly, "and did he tell you the kid's name?"

"I didn't get a chance to find out more about him. I know his last name is Crane, and he's a loner." Logan pulled a chair over and sat down near the bed.

He shrugged. "He didn't talk that much when I tried to start a conversation."

She smiled slightly at Logan's bit of information. "Just like you used to be."

She checked his pulse, before moving his hair back and starting to place some small pads on his forehead, carefully spaced. "What do you think his mutation is? How long did you touch him before he had his seizure?"

Logan stuck his tongue out, leaning in the chair. "I only touched him for a moment, half a minute. Whatever caused him to start to break down and cry must be something pretty powerful. 'Would explain why he always keeps to himself."

Logan got up. "I got to get back. I put John in charge of my class, so there must be something broken to clean up."

Half a minute? That wasn't very long.

She listened to Logan, both his thoughts and his actual spoken words before looking back at Jonathan. "Alright, Logan. I want you to come back here when you're done with your class, though," she said calmly, before focusing back on the task of getting Jonathan stabilized from the seizure.

Logan walked out of the room, waving slightly. "Will do, dear. Oh." He turned around, one eyebrow raised. "Can you tell Summers to breathe for once? Heard he's been giving homework out the wazoo lately." He blew a kiss and winked, and he was out the door.

Jean smiled slightly at Logan's words before going back to focusing on Jonathan. She noted the conversation starter for later with her Fiance.
And lo! Another glorious roleplay~! 8DD

Me and ~shadows666 got to reminiscing about out earlier X-men rp, and we both decided to try it over, but as a brand-spanking-new version.

Which means: Young!Jonathan Crane, British and Charming!Logan, and memory problems all around!

Btw, Hugh Jackman is currently NOT going to be Logan in this baby. Know why?

[link] That's why~

~shadows666 = Jonathan Crane, Jean Gray
~Purple-Hero = Logan, Charles Xavier

:star: All characters belong to their respective owners. :star:
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in the embryo of the city
in their cage
they paint their nails not

that the sun is watching
from his trap door
in the cloud ceiling where
whales can't swim but go

to dream
and drop down their weight in rain
not measured in pints
but lives overflowed

in lost archipelagos full
of automatic islands
that catch the eyes like needles
when viewed from further away

than the end of the world
we're all evolving in the wrong direction
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Hope you like it. FioLee forever!
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I know I dissapoint you when I say that your wrong
To witness my defeat you've been waiting so long
And yet I'm standing here
Now I laugh in your face
And yet your lying there
Now you wallow in disgrace
You dare to let our war step out of line
The theories may be yours but the hatred is mine

I'm aware of all the things you say behind my back
To avoid it face to face its courage you lack
And now I come to you
Let the battles begin
Now that I have found you
Lets discover who will win
Threats are over lets see if you speak true
I don't care what happens next pain is nothing new

It seems I've gone to far to ever be forgiven
Now that this is done there's only pain to live in
No return no regret
I'm proud of what I've done
No more time to reflect
You'll no longer call me son
You seem a bit surprised that I've done this
I'm sick of having ignorance vengeance is biss
I doubt this one is well done at all, but its been far too long since I have put anything up in poetry, it was written in about 5 mins at 2 am so excuse the lack of quality here, I hope to put something good up one of these days...
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In her embrace
I can live
With her caress
My heart is warm
And through her love
I have found freedom at last

What is more pure
Than desire from heaven?
To willingly fall from its grace?
What have I done
To have earned such a blessing
My soul cries for joy in this embrace

Closing my eyes I pray to god
Repenting for my life
There's no hope in the words that I speak
For I have not place on earth
Then through the tears of heavens gates
The answer that I seek
My Angel is coming to me!


Somehow mercy is shining bright
Reflected in her eyes
I'll never know what she sees in me
What I see in her is pure
I taste the truth upon her lips
She will always be mine
My Angel now loyal to me!


I am not worthy of this place
Blessings I don't deserve
There is no joy surpassing passion
And now despite all my sins
I hold eternity with me
Crying as I smile
My Angel has fallen to me!


Within my arms
She smiles
Then by my kiss
Her mind can rest
And through my heart
She is an angel no more
It was a song that got stuck in my head, sort of created itself. I don't think I have ever written like this before, so feel free to butcher it and be honest!
Yes, the voices in my head sang to me.
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Capitulo 18

POV Fionna

M: mmm… creo que tengo una idea
F: cual es tu idea marsh?
M: ahora lo veras

Marshall se volvió a convertir en murciélago y paso por entre los barrotes para poder abrir la celda, una ves que estuvo de otro lado intento abrirla pero no puedo, el dijo que podía abrirla si se convertía en un murciélago gigante pero haría mucho ruido y la reina flama nos escucharía asi que descartamos esa idea.

M: mmm… fi seguramente la reina flama tiene la llave en algún lado ire a buscarla no tardo okk
F: esta bien pero ten cuidado sí
-se acerca a mi y pasa su cabeza por entre los barrotes y me da un beso en la frente- tranquila estare bien te sacare de aquí no tardo- fue lo que me dijo antes de irse

Mientras Marshall se iba y seguramente arriesgaba su vida para sacarme de esta celda yo tengo que esperar sin poder hacer algo al respecto, me siento como una inútil no puedo estar aquí sentada sin hacer nada que tal si le pasa algo a Marshall y si la reina flama lo descubre y le hace algo- pensaba yo- no me quedare de brazos cruzados lo minimo que puedo hacer es trata de salir de aquí o lo que sea que de provecho.

POV Marshall

Sali de la habitación donde estaba la celda en la que la reina flama habia encerrado a fionna, no importa si me costa la vida la voy a sacar de aquí no pienso dejar que esa flamita se haga pasar por un héroe a los ojos de fionna yo soy su novio y soy completamente capas de sacarla de este sitio sin la ayuda de esa flamita- era lo único que pasaba por mi cabeza mientras buscaba la llave- busque en todas las habitaciones que habían en el castillo tratando de no ser visto por nadie y mucho menos por la reina flama si alguien me viera aquí seguramente pondría a fi en peligro, se acababan las habitaciones en donde buscar solo faltaba una, entre y comencé a buscar la llave, busque y busque por todas partes y nada la llave no estaba por ningún lado. ”no puedo creer que la llave no este por ningún lado tiene que estar por aquí “ , abri un tipo armario busque dentro y moví todo lo que estaba dentro de este y nada, ya estaba arto y muy enfadado por no haber encontrado esa tonta llave asi que cerre el armario de un portazo haciendo que una caja que al parecer estaba encima de este callera sobre mi cabeza.

M: auch!! Pero que es esto una caja? Mmm… me pregunto que abra dentro

Abri la caja y dentro estaban un monton de cosas que no me importaban en lo minimo batí todo lo que estaba dentro y debajo de todas esas cosas sin importancia ¡wala! Estaba la llave de la celda, la tome y deje la caja en su lugar para que nadie sospechase nada, iba directo hacia la salida y gusto cuando estaba a punto de tocar el picaporte escuche unas voces, me separe un poco de la puerta para escuchar esas voces, pude distinguir  una de esas voces, era la reina flama pero no podía distinguir de quien era la otra voz solo que era femenina, no sabia porque pero esa otra voz se me hacia muy familiar, pude haberme ido pero preferí  quedarme un poco mas para saber quien era la persona con la que estaba la reina flama, hasta que por fin lo descubrí y comencé a susurrar-no puede ser e-esa voz es d-de…-no pude terminar de decirlo ya que esas voces comenzaron a abrir la puerta y yo me quede en shock sin saber que hacer no podía creer quien era la persona con la que venia la reina flama.

POV Fionna

Estuve buscando por mucho tiempo y no encontraba ninguna posibilidad de salida, me di por vencida, tuve la mala suerte de darle mi espada a cake para que matara a aquel ciclope que atormentaba la aldea de los suavecitos sino lo hubiera echo posiblemente ya hubiera salido de esta ridícula celda, “espero que Marshall este bien dijo que no tardaría en regresar pero ya se tardo demasiado”-comenze a pensar pero mis pensamientos fueron interrumpidos por una susurro que decía mi nombre igual que en esta mañana pero ahora el susurro era un poco mas fuerte y pude distinguir que la voz era de una chica “me pregunto quien será?”- me cuestione a mi misma algo asustada, no sabia si esa susurro era una buena o una mala señal, como no podía hacer nada mas que esperar a que Marshall regresara y me sacase de aquí me tire al piso para descansar por lo menos un segundo antes de continuar con esta locura.

POV Marshall

Por suerte reaccione a tiempo y justo antes de que entraran me hice invisible y flote hasta el techo para que ninguna de las dos se topara conmigo, cuando ellas entraron yo salí de ahí antes de que cerraran la puerta y aun invisible me fui volando hacia la habitación donde estaba fionna, fui volando un poco lento ya que aun estaba en shock aun no podía creer con quien estaba la reina flama, ahora tenia demasiadas preguntas en mi cabeza, que hacia la reina flama con ella? Que es lo pretende estando en el reino de fuego y justo cuando la reina flama capturo a fi?, que yo supiera ella se habia ido de aaa hace años y no planeaba regresar pero si no planeaba hacerlo entonces porque esta aquí?... nose porque pero tengo el presentimiento de que lo sabre muy pronto-todo eso pesaba por mi cabeza en lo que me diarquía hacia donde estaba fionna. Cuando llegue a la habitación me asuste porque vi que fionna estaba tirada en el suelo con los ojos cerrados, me asuste aun mas ya que le hablaba para que se levantase pero por mas que le hablaba no se levantaba ni abría los ojos, asustado y muy preocupado me convertí de nuevo en murciélago  y pase por entre los barrotes para ir donde fionna.

M:fi, fionna despierta- desesperado porque no despertaba la comenze a sacudir y sin poder controlarlo salieron algunas lagrimas de mis ojos – fionna despierta ¡por favor despierta!
F: m-marshall que te pasa por que me despiertas y… porque estas llorando?
Sin pensarlo me lance hacia ella para abrazarla, note que ella se sorprendió un poco por mi forma de reaccionar pero de todas formas me correspondió el abrazo, si ella supiera por todo lo que eh pasado creo que entendería porque es que reaccione asi, ya eh perdido a muchas personas no quiero perderla a ella también.

F: conseguiste la llave?-me pregunto mientras se separaba un poco
M: si aquí la tengo- le dije mientras sacaba la llave y le mostraba
F: bien entonces larguémonos de aquí

Ayude a fionna a levantarse para irnos de ahí estamos caminando hacia la puerta de la celda cuando escuchamos un ruido que venía de la ventana que había en la habitación, “que raro que una habitación para rehenes tenga una ventana”,  de inmediato fionna y yo nos pusimos en guardia hasta que vimos quienes eran los que hacia ese ruido, eran cake y la flamita que entraban por la ventana.

M: que hacen ustedes aquí mas les vale que nadie los alla visto
PF: tranquilo chupa sangre nadie nos vio
C: y la verdadera pregunta seria que es lo que haces tu aquí con mi niña?
M: amm bueno pues… vine a ayudar a fionna
PF: y como sabias que mi madre la habia secuestrado?
M: ah bueno pues porque…
F: oigan chicos no tenemos tiempo para esto sáquenme de aquí
C: yo te sacare de aquí de aquí hermanita- dijo esa gata tonta mientras se hacia gigante” como es que se le ocurre”
M: que acaso estas loca si haces eso aras ruido y vendrá la reina flama
C: y entonces como pretendes que saquemos a fi de aquí niño bonito?- me cuestionaba mientras volvia a su forma normal
M: pues con esto gatita tonta- con triunfo saque la llave y se la mostre
PF: y entonces porque no has sacado a fionna de esta celda
M: estaba a punto de hacerlo pero ustedes llegaron y…
C: ¡ya dejen de pelear y saquen a mi niña de esa celda!
M: esta bien calma

Me acerque a la puerta de la celda y puse la llave en el picaporte o candado como sea que se llame, y al darle la vuelta este se abrió, fionna sin pensarlo dos veces salió de la celda, cake de inmediato corrió hacia donde ella estaba y la abrazo.

M: ves fi dije que te sacaría de aquí
F: si, pero creo que será mejor que nos vayamos porque si la reina flama vuelve nos vera y seguramente tendremos problemas
PF: si creo que fionna tiene razón mejor vámonos que no quiero estar ni un segundo mas en este lugar
M: porque flamita? Si este es tu hogar, no te trae buenos recuerdos?
F: ¡Marshall!- exclamo fionna algo enfadada
PF: cierra la boca chupa sangre tu no sabes lo que se siente haber estado toda tu vida encerrado en una lámpara
C: chicos no comienzen a discutir, otra vez , mejor vámonos antes de que venga la reina flama

En ese preciso momento abren la puerta de la habitación y entran la reina flama y la otra persona misteriosa, la cual para mi ya no es muy misteriosa porque se perfectamente quien es esa persona.

M: hablando de la reina de roma- dije muy irónicamente

Las dos se veian muy enfadadas, cake de inmediato nose como pero nos subió a su lomo para salir por la ventana pero antes de irnos la chica “misteriosa” dijo- Marshall? Pero que es lo que esta asiendo?- o algo asi, la verdad no le puse demasiada atención ya que no me interesaba mucho lo que ella dijese, salimos de ahí sin problema, la verdad crei que batallaríamos para salir del reino de fuego crei que por lo menos nos toparíamos con uno o dos guardias, pero al contrario no habia ninguno en todo el reino, eso es algo raro no es normal que en todo el reino no haya un solo guardia algo aquí  esta mal- pensaba mientras salimos del reino de fuego-, preferí  no decirle a los demás seguramente también pensarían que algo no esta bien y se preocuparían y no quería que ni fi, mmm… ni la gata ni la flamita se preocupasen por algo que tal vez no tiene importancia. Caminamos por otro rato mas y cuando estuvimos lo suficientemente lejos del reino de fuego nos detuvimos en medio del bosque para descansar, como ya era algo tarde cake dijo:

C: chicos ya es muy tarde y nuestras casas están muy lejos, porque ni pasamos aquí la noche?
F: es una buena idea cake pero no crees que si nos quedamos dormidos aquí la reina flama nos pueda encontrar?
M: no ya estamos lo suficientemente lejos no creo que nos encuentre
C: si hermanita por primera vez este niño bonito tiene razón no creo que nos pueda encontrar pero por si acaso vamos a tomar turnos para la guardia por si algo pasa
PF: oigan chicos si es una buena idea pero ya es noche esta muy oscuro como vamos a ver en la obscuridad- pregunto la flamita muy tontamente

Fionna, cake y yo nos quedamos viendo a la flamita por haber preguntado eso, nos le quedamos viendo un rato con cara de “estas bromeando como se ocurre preguntar eso” o algo parecido a esa expresión, solo imagínenselo un tonto hecho de fuego preguntando que como vera en la obscuridad que pregunta mas tonta no lo creen, les aseguro que si estuvieran en nuestro lugar habrían puesto la misma expresión que nosotros.

PF: que?
F: es una broma cierto?
C: ya como sea olvídelo quieren, y bien quien hará el primer turno, yo paso- se apresuro a decir eso ultimo
F: esta bien cake tu no, yo hare el primer turno
C: bien y quien acompañara a fi a hacer la guardia
M y PF: yo la acompaño- dijimos al unísono lo cual me molesto y al parecer a él también
PF: yo la acompañare
M: para que para que la maten
PF: yo no voy a hacer que maten a fi
M: la reina flama te busca a ti y si te encuentra con fionna seguramente querrá matarla por tu culpa y yo no pienso dejar que la lastimen por tu culpa flamita
PF: asi pues… - fue interrumpido por cake
C: príncipe flama aunque me duela decirlo Marshall tiene razón la reina flama te busca a ti y a fionna será mejor que tu te quedes conmigo y fi con Marshall
F: príncipe flama ellos tienen razón nos buscan a los dos y si estamos juntos seremos una presa fácil en cambio si tu esta con cake y yo con Marshall tal ves se les haga mas difícil y estemos a salvo- dijo fi tratando de hacer que la flamita entendiera
PF: -suspiro- esta bien fi tienes razón
M: oye y yo que yo fui el que dijo que…
C: tsdatsdatdsa como sea eso ya no importa ya esta la primera guardia asi que yo ya me voy a echar, vamos príncipe flama hay que dormir un poco- decía la gata mientras se llevaba a el fosforito
F: oye cake yo también tengo mucho sueño en cuanto tiempo les toca a ustedes
C: oh en muy poco tiempo hermanita, solamente en 2 horas
M: wow q poquito tiempo cake no van a dormir nada- le dije sarcásticamente
C: ash ya lose pero que se le va a ser verdad nosotros también tenemos que hacer guardia-lo cual creo que no entendió

La gata se llevo a la flamita un poco lejos de donde estábamos pero fionna y yo nos alejamos un poco mas lo cual fue idea mia claro, no nos alejamos demasiado ya que nos encontramos con un tipo de lagunita la cual estaba rodeada de flores de distinto colores y estaba un poco mas iluminado que donde estábamos ya que los arboles estaban un poco lejos de esta y le pegaba le luz de la luna, nos sentamos alado se la laguna viendo el agua de esta y la luna llena.

F: oye marsh puedo preguntarte algo?
M: claro fi lo que quieras
F: conoces a la chica que estaba con la reina flama?
M: que? no claro que no porque lo dices-mintiéndole
F: bueno pues, porque ella si sabe quien eres?
M: ah bueno pues porque… soy el rey de los vampiros y soy muy conocido además estuve en una banda asi que…
F: enserio estuviste en una banda?
M: claro yo tocaba mi bajo-hacha y además era el vocalista
F: también cantas?
M: claro que no ya me has escuchado cantar
F: no, solo te eh escuchado tocar el bajo y eso fue de lejos
M: bueno que tal si te canto algo
F: pero y tu bajo?
M: jeje lo traigo a todos lados ya vuelvo voy por el
F: ok

Me fui a buscar mi bajo-hacha lo habia dejado cerca de donde estaban cake y la flama, cuando lo tome voltee a ver donde estaban los demás y me dio risa al verlos ya que cake estaba en la cabeza de la flama “pobre cake como es que no se ha quemado aun” -pense- pero de todas formas esa imagen daba mucha risa solo imagínensela, volvi donde estaba fi y me sente a su lado.

F: y bien que es lo que me va a cantar señor abadder
M: una nueva canción que acabo de componer señorita fionna

Por cómo me miras y me dices tanto cuando dices nada
Por cómo me tocas con esa mirada que acaricia el alma
Y por cómo me abrazas, por eso te amo hu hu hu!!

Porque cuando le pedí al cielo que mandara un ángel
Me llevó hasta ti y antes de pensar en alguien
Pienso en ti primero incluso antes de mí
Porque atrapas mi atención, eres mi aventura,
mi emoción y mi inspiración

Por eso yo te amo porque eres más de lo que había soñado
Porque amo tu ternura y me vuelve loco tu pasión
Porque nadie me hace sentir como tú en el amor

Por eso yo te amo
Soy tu dueño pero también soy tu esclavo
Y si acaso alguna vez te has cuestionado la razón
Y por lo que sea nunca me lo has preguntado
Aquí tengo tanto amor

Por cómo me inspiras y me vuelves loco cuando nos amamos
Porque haces cada día extraordinario
Y cada noche es perfecta en tus labios
Tu piel es mi espacio hu hu hu!!

Porque cuando le pedí al cielo que mandara un ángel
Me llevó hasta ti y antes de pensar en alguien
Pienso en ti primero incluso antes de mí
Porque atrapas mi atención, eres mi aventura,
mi emoción y mi inspiración

Por eso yo te amo porque eres más de lo que había soñado
Porque amo tu ternura y me vuelve loco tu pasión
Porque nadie me hace sentir como tú en el amor

Por eso yo te amo
Soy tu dueño pero también soy tu esclavo
Y si acaso alguna vez te has cuestionado la razón
Y por lo que sea nunca me lo has preguntado
Aquí tengo tanto amor

Porque son tus brazos al lugar perfecto a donde pertenezco
Porque si te tengo, tengo todo
En ti tengo todo… por eso te amo!!

Después de cantar me acerque a fionna y le un tierno beso al cual ella correspondió, obviamente, pasamos toda la noche al lado de la laguna, fionna recostada en mi pecho y yo cantándole no nos preocupamos en lo absoluto por despertar a cake y a la flamita además de que no queríamos arruinar el momento no creímos que algo fuera a pasar, sin darme cuenta fionna se quedo completamente dormida quería despertarla para seguir platicando un rato mas con ella pero preferi  mejor dejarla dormir “pobre debe estar exhausta  este fue un dia muy largo”, el resto de la noche no pude dormir por culpa de mis pensamientos aun intentaba averiguar si la llegada de “ella” seria buena o mala, espero que fi no me vuelva a preguntar sobre ella, “ porque, porque después de lo que me hiciste y de tanto tiempo has vuelto…Ashley”
xfiiiiin ya termine el capitulo 18, y cm les habia dicho el cap esta mucho mas largo de lo normal para q valiera la pena el tener q esperar tooodaaa la semana ahora tengo mas tiempo y pues todos van a ser largos talves no tan largos cm este pero si van a ser largos todos desde ahora

perdon x no haberlo subido antes pero cm ya les habia dicho antes tenia algunos problemitas y x suerte ya se medio arreglaron. solo es cuestion d tiempo y todo se arreglara cm m dijo y gracias x entender :iconsaraalejandra1: :D te lo agrradesco tanto :rose:
(hubiera puesto a mas personas pero cm ella fue la unica q comento solo la puse a ella)

PD: para el proximo capitulo no cambiara el dia sera el sabado

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Self explanatory... I was in an off mood...

If you can't read the text, I shall reitterate...

Death of Silence

Screams of death flow through the walls,
Of pain and torment abound;
Frustrated inhuman calls,
Join the chorus they surround...

Silence is real,
Nothing is heard,
It is but a trifle,
When the soul dies...

Phantoms of pain sleep within,
The afflicted mind and flesh;
Feasting upon a mortal's sin,
Burning silver wings to ash...

Silence is real,
Nothing is heard,
It is but a trifle,
When the soul cries...

Rotting away, nearly gone,
Soon to leave this empty shell;
Inflicts lethal wounds upon,
A soul caught in self-taught hell...

Silence is real,
Nothing is heard,
It is but a trifle,
When the soul tries...
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It's a tale long in the making, both in characters and that someone had to be insane to even think up! (and that makes me...)

Alright, let me back it up just a bit to try and explain. The tale you're about to read is a bit of a labor of love regarding female transformation, in particular two concepts/characters/ideas that have been long inspirations for me and my works. The first is the incredible works of probably one of the great legends of female muscle in the community: :icondcmatthews:. A master of female muscle, he is one who could just be known for his work with the wonderful, beautiful Tetsuko and everyone would know what he's done. (well maybe not since there are many out there who don't) Recently I ended up getting a commision of Tet-chan and my Layla done by him, which I consider an honor and a dream come true, seeing my cute brunette standing there in a piece done by the master. Of course, it didn't feel right in my head that DCM would make this amazing piece of art...and I would have nothing in return to give to him! If he could make a great picture of Layla, why couldn't I end up writing a tale with Tetsuko in it? Of course, it was tough figuring out a tale where the two would be together which wouldn't be cheesy or silly...let alone which would allow for her to go through the great female transformation that I love.

And that sort of lead to the other inspiration for this tale: the genre of the "magical girl". Though a lot of female transformation means have been at my disposal and my awareness, the first true one that connected with me before diving into it was the "magical girl" genre, mostly due to "Sailor Moon" back in the day. Sure there wasn't too much physical mutation (outside certain villain changes or some great "changes to allow for more revealing costumes), but it sort of felt like something I had wanted to do for a long time in one facet or another, even with the silliness of the genre and the way people seem to rather deconstruct it these days than really give it the respect it deserves.

So then, how the heck could "Tetsuko" and "Magical girls" be tied together!? Was I really crazy enough to try something like that? and make your own decision about it. I actually did develop this quite a bit to make it seem like an actual universe and that there is way more than what I am revealing out there (a lot of which I didn't develop but let's not go there), but I had a blast writing this and I hope you have the same reading it. Just hope I don't get lariat-ed by a certain busty muscle blonde after all is said and done.

Edit: I almost forgot this part: you have to hit "download file" on the right to read the tale! I put this one in a PDF since it just felt too much of a hassle of cutting and reformatting it. Sorry for not saying before.

Tetsuko Breckenridge & other concepts, copyright :icondcmatthews:
Layla K. Richardson, concepts and story, copyright :iconstrangerataru:
"certain concepts", copyright Hirohiko Araki/Shueisha
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I wake up in Marshall's arms...Wait-Today we have to meet Gumball! I mean, to find Cake! I gently shake Marshall Lee awake and tell him to get dressed. I do the same and I he offers his hand. Aw...I take his hand he smiles. We walk to PG's castle and, talk about new games, and movies to make fun of the whole way. I love him...He hands me my hat. Huh? Oh, I didn't put it on...I guess I was in a rush to see Gumball.

  Marshall and I walk up to the doors of The Candy Kingdom. I ask Peppermint Maid for PG, since we have to look for Cake. She nods and quickly gets Gumball. Marshall grabs my hand and smiles. Gee, I haven't seen PG since, last week maybe? Gumball Comes down and immediately, avoids looking at me. I try to talk to him in the past week, but it only turns out to be short conversations...and then I end up leaving. It's true, I told him no...That must have hurt him though, I didn't mean to hurt his feelings but, he makes me more attracted to him...I don't want to be ignored.

"So, What about Cake?" I ask.
"Um, we could start searching. If Lord Monochromicorn comes back with no clue." PG says.
"He's looking for Cake?" Marshall asks floating upside down.
"He is concerned a lot." PG says simply.

  And I'm not?! I don't like to wait, but she's been missing for a long time. I'm guessing she can handle herself, but i'm worried too. I mean, she's magic. She probably shrunk if she was in a cage. I have to tell PG the truth of when I gave up on him, Nothing was getting serious back then, so I gave up. I still don't like him avoiding me...I mean, he's like a brother.

"Marshall, May I speak with PG in private?" I say. He gives me a warning look.
"Don't do anything stupid with dumball." He says floating out of the room.

  I look at Gumball and sigh.

"Why did you ask me if I liked you the other day?" I ask.
"...Because," He clears his throat,"I knew you always liked me, and, I only happened to notice now." He says.
"Excuse me? I loved you all these years, but now," I say,"In fact, I gave up on you long ago when I was like, 15."
"W-Well, maybe I just noticed now that you, treat me differently?" He says.
"It's been two years Gumball, now you notice?" I say getting a bit upset.
"Fionna, please-"
"Now you get the urge to notice me now?!" I almost yell.
"Calm down, I-I didn't mean..." He stutters.
"So what?" I say.
"W-Well, i'm trying to help you Fionna, remember? Y-You couldn't date Flame Prince cause he couldn't take extreme romance, and Marshall Lee is a vampire." he says.
"So y-you're saying that...Every person I date, I can't have...?" I say looking at the floor.
"Well, i'm a normal prince..." Gumball says.

  I look up, and...SMACK! I slap gumball in the face and barge out. I yell at gumball to lump off. And run out of the castle-leaving Marshall...I sprint forward to somewhere I know I can be alone...I keep running until I see the huge hollow tree I hide in when i'm sad. I climb up the branches and jump in the big hole. How could PG just notice me now? When I finally find the one I can be with, there's always a way for Gumball to point out a flaw.

  I hear a light knock on the trunk. Hmm? Who could it be? I climb up the little foot-holds I made a while back. I look down and see Gumball. What is he doing here? I see him give me a soft smile. I have to smile a little. He holds out his hand, and helps me down.

"Fionna, I didn't mean to hurt you...I can't express my feelings easily. I'm sorry." He says, gently dusting off a leaf on my hair.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I truly, love you Fionna." He says looking at my blue eyes.

  Suddenly, Marshall drops on his feet in front of me, facing Gumball...!
I see Gumball back away-Looking terrified. What is Marshall doing here anyway...? ML holds his umbrella and turns around, directly staring at me. I awkwardly blush. He gives me a warning look and grabs my left wrist tightly, flicking my in the forehead with his other hand.

"Ouch!" I say.
"Bad bunny!" Marshall says with an angry expression. "As for you," He says turning to PG, "Let's just say, If you attempt that again, I'll shove my foot up your prissy pink butt." He says gripping my wrist.

  Marshall drags me forward, and I feel another hand on my other arm! I look behind and see Gumball is gripping my right arm! Marshall flinches and hisses at PG. What the fudge do I do?! I give Gumball a sad look, and he let's go. Marshall starts to walk with such a tight grip on me, I think he's cutting off my blood circulation. We walk to the tree house without a word spoken.

  I get loose of Marshall's clench, and quickly climb up to my room. Marshall follows me up and gives me a mean look. I lay down in my bed. He crouches down beside me, and runs his fingers through the locks of hair I keep out of my hat.

"Why were you with Gumball?" He says calmly.
"I didn't bring him with me," I say, "I got a little mad, and ran off..."
"Then he caught up with you?" He finishes off.

  I nod. After some explaining, about how I slapped PG 'n stuff, we hear rumbling downstairs. We hurry down, and see-CAKE?!?! She's all dirty, and cut up!

"Cake!!!" I scream and hug her tightly.
"Fi! Fi!" She says, wincing.
"Oh My Glob! Sorry." I say tearing up.
"Fionna..." She says calming me down.
"Cake, who could have done this to you?!" I say not bothering to look at Marshall. Something laughs behind Cake. I look up and see-

  "...Ashley..." Marshall says.

W-What? I instinctively stand up, and grab my brother's sword from the shelf. I look at its features; Gold, with a crimson rhinestone at the end. My older brother, Finn, gave it to me after he settled down with Gumball's older sister. Princess Bubblegum did the same, and let PG take over the Kingdom. I don't exactly know where they are but, Finn is at least 4 years older than me.

  I give Ashley a warning. She just scowls, then goes toward me. I stop her, pointing my sword at her nose and she flinches back.

"Calm down girly. I'm doing you a favor." She says flicking the point away.
"How?" I ask, putting down my weapon.
"I happen to come across your cat on my way to choose goose." She says walking over to me, "Ice Queen took her right? I found her, and returned her." She says.
"So you and Marshall thing?" She says looking over at me. She obnoxiously flips her white hair into Marshall's face.
"Lump off!" Marshall shouts.

  I slash her black shirt and tell her to get out. She claws and my face-and makes deep cuts on my cheek! I pin her to the floor and hold my sword to her neck. She puts her hands up in surrender, then I let her go. I look at Marshall and he has a sad look on his face.

"You Okay?" I ask him.
"Yeah, i'm fine." He says.
"O-Oh! Cake!" I say not realizing she was here. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah sugar, just a bit sore." She says rubbing a bruise.
"Stay put Marshall, I'll take Cake to a hospital." I say grabbing my furry friend.

  Before he can even answer, I sprint all the way to the Candy Kingdom. I look at my thigh and see it's fully healed. Great! I run even faster. I open the doors to the Castle once we arrive. I see Peppermint Maid and catch her attention. She gasps at Cake then I look at my cat. Seems she past out.

"Oh my, come quick!" She says in a squeaky voice.

I follow her to Dr. Pound Cake, and she tells me to step out, leaving Cake...I nod and go outside for some fresh air. Once, I get to the Candy Doors, I-

"Oh dear!" I hear a familiar voice shout as I fall to the floor. Once I gain vision, I see what I bumped into. In a split second, a lump load of papers scatter across the ground.
"Oh glob, I'm sorry!" I say.
"It's fine," I hear a voice say, offering his hand. He helps me up, and we laugh a little.

  Once he comes into view after he papers settle down, I recognize him. Flame Prince.

"Whoa, hey FP!" I say joyfully! I haven't seen him in a long time! I think its been, 2 years?
  "Hey Fi!" He says with a smile. He notices the scratches on my right cheek and wipes some of the blood away. I feel my face go warm. Glob. We give each other a tight hug. He heats up, I really missed him. After he returned to his Kingdom, he had a lots of responsibilities to attend to. So, he's been gone for a while. I let go of Flame Prince's embrace and pick up a sheet of paper. Once I examine it, It seems to be about yet another Candy Kingdom party. Seems it's Gumball's Birthday!

"Oh, yes, Gumball has planned a party for his Birthday." Flame Prince says picking up a sheet as well.
"How old will he be?" I ask.
"I think, 20." He says with a hint of doubt.
"Oh, Wow. You passing out invites?"
"Yeah, I was actually looking for you." He says. FP must be exhausted.

  He asks to take a walk with me, and I happily accept. We walk down Cotton Candy Forest catching up on what happened to each other in the past 2 years. I tell him about Cake and not tell him about Marshall. He tells me about his returning to my area and how I can see him more often! Awesome! We keep talking, and laughing for what feels like a long time. I feel Flame Prince's hand slip through mine. I instantly look at him, and give him a warm smile. He gives me a kiss on the cheek that's not bleeding. I can tell i'm blushing yet again.

  He suggests we head back, and I look around and it's dark! Wow, I didn't notice.


  Flame Prince walks me home, while I worry about Cake. The Nurse told me I'll have to wait at least a week until my cat is healed.

"Well, goodnight Fionna." FP says handing me an invitation.
"You too Ignitus."

  I open the pink invitation and read it on the way to my room. It reads that Gumball is turning 20, and other junk. I turn on a lamp and sit on my bed and read the rest, but when I get to the bottom--FP wrote a little something. It says: "Make sure you come, i'll be attending as well." Then he signed it. I put the note down and smiled to myself. He's my bro, but who I really love, is Marshall Lee. Wait, where's Marshy anyway?

  I shrug, he probably went home by now.

Marshall Lee's P.O.V

  I hide in the shadows of Fionna's room. Hmm, I'm perverted. I watch her walk off to somewhere else. What's that pink paper on her bed? I come out, and take the note. Humph, I see Dumball's having another Party-Wait! Is Ignitus getting up on Fionna?! I hear foot steps coming from where Fionna left. I put the note back and do my vampire junk and go invisible.

  She starts to take off her shirt. I'm guessing she's gonna take a shower.

Fionna's P.O.V

  I take off my shirt and forget to grab some pajamas. I go into my closet and grab short black shorts, and a blue tank top. I start to pull down my skirt, when I hear a familiar sneeze come from a corner. I put on my shirt again and follow from where I heard it. I find a solid form, and slap it.

"Marshall!" I yell in annoyance.
"OW!" he shouts while rubbing his cheek.
"Perv." I say. Well, we did it before but...
"Ha ha, is your cheek healed?" He asks touching the scratches. I wince a little, and he frowns.
"I gotta take a shower," I say getting my clothes,"Shouldn't you get home?"
"Um, Cake is gone right?" He asks. I nod. "I don't trust you home alone, and Cake wouldn't either." He says matter-of-factly.
"I'm lumpin' 17 Marshall." I say opening the bathroom door.

  I close-and lock the bathroom door, take a long shower, cleaning all the dirt and blood off my bare skin. After i'm done, It feels so good. I step out of the white-tiled shower, and dry off. I get my clothes on, and go to my room. Forgetting Marshall is here. It's so clogged up in my mind, thinking of a lot of things lately. Like Cake, and Gumball's party.

"Going to sleep princess?" Marshall asks-making me jump.
"Uh, I don't know." I say. Suddenly, he gives me a tight embrace!
"Fionna, Lately Gumball and Flame Prince has had it at you. If they do it again please, remember that you're mine. Only Mine..." He says.

  I feel myself blush, probably the same color of ML's eyes. I kiss him passionately, giving him an answer. He turns me around and pins me to the bed.

  My thoughts go ballistic. I stop Marshall's lips and get up. Gee, what a good girlfriend I am. I-I've had too much lately. Wow, i'm hungry. I go down to the kitchen. I haven't ate since maybe, 2 days ago? Marshall follows me down, and grabs a strawberry. He sucks out the red and seductively smiles to me. I smile back at him and sit at the table. He hands me the strawberry.

"Everything Okay?" He asks.
"Yeah." I simply say, playing with my white strawberry.
"So, I see you were invited to Gumball's Party, huh? You going?" He says sitting nest to me. Wait. How does he know?
"He's my bro, of course i'm going," I say, "Would you like to come with me?"
"Are you gonna wear a dress?" He says. I roll my eyes, and nod. Do I really have to wear a dress this time?
"Well, I'll go." He laughs.

  I wonder what i'll wear. I mean, I never told Cake-Plus, she loves Parties. Especially Gumball's parties. I'll have to tell her tomorrow. Marshall looks at me worried.

"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I'm worried about you Fi. Like you might forget me. 'Cause of Gumbutt, and Flame Prince." He says sadly.
"Marshall. I Love You." I say lovingly.
"I Love You too." He says kissing me on the cheek.
"I'm tired, I gotta get some rest." I say.
"Alright. So we share a bed?" He says with a smirk.
"No funny business." I add. Ha, pervert.

  We go to my bed and sleep in each other's arms.


  I dreamed about Marshall, and Flame Prince, and Gumball and--Okay, stop Fi. Once my vision clears up, I see Marshall is still sleeping with me in his arms. Aw, he's so cute, I smile to myself. I try to get loose, but Marshall wont seem to let go.

"Bad Bunny." I hear him mumble.

  I laugh a little, and kiss him lightly. Once I know he's fast asleep again, I quietly slip out of his embrace. I change into my sky blue shirt, and dark blue skirt. Tonight is Gumball's Party. I gotta tell Cake. I wake Marshall and tell him to come with me. He puts on his red flannel shirt, and converse. I grab a black umbrella, and hand it to him.

  We walk to the Candy Kingdom, laughing, and talking. Marshall is so sensitive inside, hard to believe but, he shows that side of him whenever i'm around. We arrive at Cake's room, and I tell her all about Gumball's party. Hmm, I haven't seen Gumball in a while. Probably getting ready for the Party. I hear a knock on he door, and Marshall answers it.

"O-Oh Hey Marshall." I hear Flame Prince's voice say.
Chapter 2 is here! Tell all your friends ;DD


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