Dream Synopsis Pt 1

       The wind had a specific sort of chill, twisting whimsically through the leaves hanging over head. Fionna absent mindedly ran fingers through her blond hair, which was poking out from under her hand, as the bunny ears on top swayed with each of her steps. The day had been rough, and as twilight settled on the land of Aaa, strange sounds and shadows chased the blond adventure through the woods, wrapping their ethereal bodies around the pale moonbeams. Watchful eyes gazed upon her, but the fearless adventurer took no heed to the murmurs that spoke of hidden evils. After all, Fionna knew all there was to know about Aaa, she defeated the Litch King! She wasn't afraid of the branches that tugged on the darkest hues in the pallet, and used their wooden arms to strike out at her. Instead, she lets out an irritated growl, and kicks the ground, as her mind loops back through the day's events. Could she feel the way the foliage dropped the temperature? Or how the plants ate the offending luminance of the satellite, leaving an increasingly dismal, darkened path for her to venture? How about how her skin was starting to crawl, as cool perspiration dripped between her shoulder blades. No, she was caught in though, and needing someone to confined to, and she knew just the person.

       Why was Fionna without Cake? Well, the duo was sent on a quest earlier that day, by the saccharin sweet ruler of the candy kingdom. So, after wading through sand dunes, under the scorching gaze of the sun, the girl and feline encountered a sand dragon. It's serpentine body erupted from the surrounding, glimmering peeks of off white granules, spraying their eyes with the small crystalline debris. "Cake!" Fionna called out, seeing the cat get swept off her feet as the scally, misshapen face of the creature, that looked eerily like the head of a shovel, exploded forth. Pulling her blade from her bag, Fionna let loose a battle cry, swinging at the creature, as her companion regained her composure and pounced, restraining it's body, right before they fell down, into a dark, dry cave. Landing harshly, Fionna rolls fluidly to the side, sword raised, as she hears her sister shout.

       "Now, baby girl!" The cat's paws were secured around flap like libs, that were outfitted with grooves and claws, each longer than Fionna's arm, while it's large, serrated teeth clamped together fiercely, and its jaw made harsh, snapping sounds. Throwing caution to the wind, the adventuress screams, hefting the crystal sword up, and puncturing the softer underbelly, feeling boiling hot, sludge like blood splash across her grinning face and arms. The two made short work of the creature from there, barely getting hurt, although a new gash was currently displayed on the blonds side, and her sister had matted blood on her hindquarters. Walking through the cave, the two stumble upon a treasure chest. With glee, Fionna and Cake rushed to its side, right before slimy, black tentacle arms attached to them without warning.

       "A mimic!" Fionna cried in disgust, while they struggled to detach from the sticky limbs. Fighting off the monster, the two left the tunnels in both annoyance and disappointment, while being coated in monster fliuds. Making their way back to Prince Gumball, Fionna and Cake told him about the creature, the dunes, and a general rundown of what happened, while the prince listened, and took notes, looking slightly distracted.

       "Well, PG, we gotta go, that was kind of a let down." Fionna finishes, while Cake lets out a half-hearted sassy sound, clearly tired from the horrible heat, and the setting sun signalling that they spent hours in that literal oven, baking under the UV rays.

       "That's right, sugar. We earned the night off, try not to get kidnapped!" Cake says, while her tail swishes in mild irritation. Clearly, it was time for a cat nap. Smiling at the pink prince, Cakes hands land on her hips, while her eyebrow raised. "And boy, don't be sending us on these missions any more, we all know you want some sort of something from the sand, but if there's no treasure, then where's the adventure?" Cake says with exasperation, rolling her light eyes, and waving a hand dismissively.

       "My apologies, Cake, Fionna. But you are the best adventures in all of Aaa, and with the tar extracted from the sand, I can make---" The prince was still talking, but Fionna let out a slow breath, leaning back on her heels, restraining the urge to tap her toe in impatience. Disengaging--- now. Soon, Gumball was moving his hands vigorously, explaining some elaborate plan he had for the dunes, and the strange, viscous liquid they found under the sand. On and on he talked, and Fionna felt her eye start to twitch. She had enough, this was getting ridiculous, the sun was getting ready for bed, and she could see the fading reds and purples dying in the sky from over his shoulder. Gumball was a nice guy and all, but this was getting put of hand, why is it that everytime he sends them out, it seems he's trying to colonize the area? It's becoming worrisome.  Ever since PG and I found those---- "And that's why I would like you two to go back tomorrow, and bring me a piece of the dragon for sampling!" He ended, with a puff of his chest, and a small smile.

       "Uh-uh, boy!" Cake snapped, her tail frizzing, and a paw smacking into the side of her face. "What did I just tell you? You know what? Fi and I are taking the day off, the desert is no place for someone with fur as luscious as mine!" Cake ranted on, and immediately the candy prince looked taken aback, face falling, as she scolded him. "You've been working us to the bone! We'll see you later, PG, but a cat's gotta get her sleep! Com'on, Fionna!" Cake concluded, and Fionna just shrugged to PG, secretly happy to be leaving, but faking a sympathetic face, before turning on her heels, and racing to meet up with her sister, who was still steaming. Getting home, Fionna say Cake immediately passed out on her bed, soft snores lifting gently into the air, while Fionna slid her bag off, and looked at the full, harvest moon that was looking back at her. With a sigh, the girl thought of the past couple days, and the confusion it sparked in Aaa. What could those marks have meant? Her mind questioned, and suddenly, she had an idea! Who else would have the knowledge of a long forgotten beast, than a long lived one?

       So that's how we get back to the present, where our blond haired adventure was stepping into a damp, cold mouth of a certain cave. From where she stood, the faint sound of dripping water from stalagmites echoed around the cavern, while Fionna's sharp blue eyes locked on the distant building. A strange light punctuated the normally bleak setting, which had a finely arched eyebrow raised. "What could he be doing?" Fiona asked the empty cave, feeling her face scrunch up in confusion, as she moved closer. Wading through a small puddle, a sound could be heard in the otherwise silent cave. And it was... Singing?

       "Now I know jealousy
I caught you talking to the real me,
Can't tell you how unhappy that shit makes me
If you hear him calling, promise you'll ignore him."

       That sounded like Marshall Lee! Walking forward, with a quickening boost in her step, Fionna zeroed in on her destination, determination bumping in her veins with realization that answers would soon be hers. Feet tapping on the wet floor, a cold chill played with her spine like an xylophone, as the cheery melody he was playing snuck under Fionna's skin.

                                "He's kind of my enemy,
                         Whenever I'm on to something good you see
                          He always waltzes in to spoil it for me.
                     And I can see him starting, want to break my heart
                               Then that's the way to do it"

       Stange, although the music was happy, the lyrics were depressing. With her brow furrowed, the girl marched around an outcropping of sharp rocks, seeing the once pale blue light blaring from Marshall's windows turning a strange, sickly green hue, before darkening substantially as he sung. "Somethings off." Fionna whispered, feeling hairs rise on the back of her neck, while her palms grew sweaty around her now drawn sword.

                             "There ain't no ejector seat,
                  When you're longing for the sweet smell of self-esteem
                     And you've got yourself as a backseat driver."

       "Okay, now this is just weird." Fionna articulated, finally reaching the steps to his home, while Marshall continued to croon his song, playing an acoustic guitar merrily, even as the words he spoke felt like razor blades against Fionna's heart. For the four years she knew the vampire, and called him her friend, she hadn't felt such a strange emotion from him before, even when he talked about his mom eating his fries. A strange, wobbling feeling took to the molecules, jumbling them and Fionna's thoughts. The feeling of fingers tracing the grooves of her brain had the girl yelping, and smashing a hand to the side of her head, still hearing the chilling words her friend sung, all while a terrible sensation overtook her.

                             "Spilled the un-spillable beans,
                         And I dreamed every single impossible dream-
                          I just can't remember any of the details.
         Let's just have a buzz because by the time I'm done fucking beating myself up
                               There'll be nothing left to love."

       Step by step the girl made it up the stairs, and became conscious of a terrifying, high pitched whistling sound of fast moving air, like a tornado. Becoming worried for her friend, her hand reached out to grab the doorknob, ignoring the now blood red rays of light flashing across the cave walls. Touching the handle, a static shock raced up her arm, making Fionna cry out, as the nerves spasmed, and her arm felt like a hot poker had been slid between her bones. Shouting, and shaking out her hand to ease the pain, Fionna looked back up, and knocked on the door, feeling her heart beat like a caged animal behind her ribs. "Marshall? Marshall Lee Abadeer! Talk to me, are you okay?" She frantically called, only to be greeted with his melodic voice, singing the next verse.

                                  "I feel like the sequel,
                You wanna see but you were kinda hoping they would never make."

       That was it, the last straw. Something clicked in Fionna's mind, and she heard a voice from weeks ago, whispering curses and cruel phrases into her mind scape, while burrowing fingers into her gray matter. Gritting her teeth, Fionna smashed her fist into the door several times, before calling out. "Marshall, I'm breaking the door down--- Just hold on, I've got you!" Fionna sounded desperate, even in her own ears, as the high pitched screeching continued indefinitely, almost mocking the adverteress. Smashing her shoulder into the wooden structure, Fionna felt static bite into her body, but clenched her jaw to work through it. If she was right, Marshall didn't have much time, so she was breaking the door down. Now.


                      "Yeah I'm the mystery man that's been unmasked,
                             I'm getting caught in my own trap.
                           I'm leaning in to kiss the past goodbye,
                          Yeah I'll be leaving now, I'm making tracks
                             And I doubt that I'll be coming back."

       Hitting her shoulder into the wood again, Fionna felt the door give way, and heard the hinges scream in protest at her force. Letting out a sound of relief, the blond pushed the door open, only to be temporarily blinded by the crimson light, as it painted the wall, and her skin blood red. Inside, the noise was deafening, screaming into the blind's eardrums, sending her brain into a frenzy, and further raking the burning claws of madness across her frontal lobe. Adjusting enough to see, Fionna spotted Marshall floating over his couch, back turned to her. Reprieve flooded her enlarged capillaries, as Fiona's racing mind, muddied with the sound of harsh gusts of wind quieted substantially as she spotted her friend unharmed. Racing closer, she reaches out, almost to grasp him, and when Fionna's hand makes contact with Marshall's shoulder, she hears the last of the verse, as he spins mid air.

                           "Oh the night is young, baby make it last,
                            Cause you know it's growing up so fast"

       Red, blood red. Marshall's eyes held no pupils, and shown with a demonic light, letting the bright red light out into Aaa, tunneling through his body, and becoming a palpable force in her world. Taken aback, the adventuress sputters, heart faltering as she sees his breathtaking smile form on perfect lips. The Vampire King floated there, and Fionna felt a numbness akin to looking down the barrel of a shotgun. Chilling, disturbing, and unpredictable. The final chord played out, before the building was cast in relative silence, while the wind only picked up, without song to bind it. "Fionna, I've been waiting for you." Marshall speaks, and suddenly, the sounds stop, and the void is filled with nothing but the hush of Fionna's heavy breathing. Marshalls smile grows cruel, and the lights in his eyes dim, as the grin warps into a splitting expression. Staring, horror stricken in front of the monster, Fionna witnessed as two more eyes opened above Marshall's existing ones, letting more abrasive light into the universe. "You wouldn't believe how lonely I've been without you."

                                    Glass-bottomed ego
              It's still afloat but can't you see the cracks appearing in the base?








Hello everyone! I know, I  shouldn't be writing anything else, I have SO many on going stories. I'm terrible, but I wanted to get this idea out of my head, so I can have it down, and then not lose it. Anyways, here is the first chapter, and these updates are going to be sloooowwwww. Just letting you know. Also, this isn't the first chapter (duh) but more like a preview of the middle of the story.  In the meantime, instead of being upset that I'm not writing, if you all would be so amazing as to review a friends fanfiction, that would mean the world to me!!!! <3 Here's the link, and leave me a comment if you feel like it~  Broken People [Tyler Joseph x Josh Dun Fanfiction]