A Fiolee Tale Chapter 4 part 3- Marshal's PainMarshal and Fionna sat down, backs against the tree. All was quiet. Cake shrank down to the size of a pea so she wouldn't be seen, but was there if needed.A Fiolee Tale Chapter 4 part 3- Marshal's Pain3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well . Uh I'm not really sure how to start. I never really told anyone before." Marshal confessed to Fionna in the silence.
"It's ok. I have an idea." She replied. She slid her pack off her shoulders and reached inside. She pulled out a small navy blue sack with a string wrapped around the opening and showed it to Marshal.
"Hey, isn't that the sack of magic powder that Ashley had?"
"Yeah. I kept it because I didn't want it to go to waste." She answered as she shifted her body to face Marshal. She unwound the string and was about to reach into the sack, but Marshal quickly grabbed her hand. "What's wrong?" FIonna asked. His eyes were full of fear.
"I I don't want to see my memories. At least, not the ones I'm going to show you." Marshal whispered. He felt weak in front of her.
"It's alright." She said. "Just tell me
Into The Nighoshpere 8"Click."Into The Nighoshpere 83 years ago in Romance More Like This
Marshall had given up, he was too sick. He told himself that Fionna would never leave him again if he made it through this mess... But then he slipped into a small coma. But Marshall didn't hear that tiny click... Or the sound of small black-booted feet running down the hall to his room.
Cake saw him first. "It don't look good, he's lost all his blue color." Fionna bent down and grabbed his hand, it was as white as his cat, Scwalball. Fionna handed the small bag filled with medication to Cake.
Inside were a pill and salve, supposedly able to heal the sick vampire in under an hour. The slayer (who finally choked out the name 'Crank') was starting to try to free himself.
"You are going to have to do this by yourself, Girl." She grabbed the struggling Crank and went to the kitchen to question him...or knock him out, whatever came first. Cake winked as she walked out of Marshall's room, once Fionna read the directions to the meds, she'd want
Ripped ApartRipped Apart3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I watch in silence as he rips her apart..limb by limb. The sound of crunching and blood splattering was almost too much to bare.
You're next. I hear the voice inside my head scream.
"Please! Please don't subject me to such arbitral wickedness! I beg of you, I'll do anything you wish." I cried. The creature dropped the carcass and turned to me. Her body was so twisted and disfigured, I couldn't bare to look again.
It's your turn now! You didn't help her.. the reek of betrayal was strong in the air, almost too thick to breathe in.
"Do what you wish to me.. It doesn't matter anymore." I fell to my knees crying. It came closer, smelling the fear that covered me. I knew it was over, yet something inside me screamed to keep fighting. While it slowly tore at my skin I tried to distance myself, thinking of the old days when I was safe and warm in my bed. Nothing could ever harm me..the monsters were never real and I..was happy. A tear fell upon the floor, mixing wit