Change Everlasting (Fiona + Marshall Lee, FancFic)

Epilogue

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Epilogue

The day after her departure, Prince Gumball ad sent out a party to search for the young hero. He knew what had happened, and hoped perhaps something might be left to return home. Her body had been brought back, as well as Skyfall and the flower.

People from all across Aaa had congregated to the house Fionna and Cake had spent much of their life at, and together swept away the debris. There, Fionna was to be buried. A week later, all was as it should be, but for the fact they would be burying their beloved hero. A large stone marker had been placed atop the site of her coffin, and a grand headstone stood before it. Engraved on the tombstone were the words:

Fionna the Human

Beloved Hero and Friend

You did what no other could,

To ensure a happy tomorrow.

Lost, but never forgotten.

We are eternally grateful.

Depicted on the marble marker were many of her heroic battles, as well as the Sword of the Hero and the Flower of Virtue. Surrounding the plot, rather than flowers, were swords, weapons, and magical items of all shapes and sizes. The idea had belonged to the new-mother Cake, well knowing her sister would likely turn in her grave, if she ever found out people had come to her grave with flowers. People from all the lands across Aaa, royalty and commoners alike, attended the hero's funeral, bearing special gifts.

Gumball had declared the day to be known as the Day of the Hero, so that years from then, all would remember the sacrifices given for their sake, and the sake of all to come. That day everyone, even the most villainous sorts, mourned for the loss of a hero who had died to spare them all.

Three long months had passed since the death of Aaa's finest hero.

It was a rainy night, and stormy clouds blotted out the light from the moon and every star. The weather had been severe since Fionna's death, as the atmosphere fought to rid itself of what radiation had invaded its space during the flower's absence. Many things had gone wrong, and all throughout the kingdoms there were many new monsters running amok, all mutations due to the radiation. Everyone had quickly noticed the major difficulty life had become without a hero to protect them. A select few also endured the hardships of a lost friend.

Thunder cracked across the sky as a figure appeared, slowly making their way toward the grave. The Vampire King had returned. He glided through what had once been a bright and boisterous place, his face drawn and painted with guilt. Once he reached the headstone, the vampire lifted his bass from his shoulder, setting it beside the young woman's grave.

"Fionna, I'm back." He began, almost conversationally. Marshall Lee surveyed the surroundings, taking in the headstone, the battle scenes etched into the marble slab, and the hoard of weapons that had accumulated over the months. "Doing pretty good, aren't'cha, bunny-girl?" He chuckled humorlessly.

Shifting in the air, he mumbled. "Sorry about what happened. I never meant for any of this to happen." He sighed, raking a pale hand through midnight hair. "I just didn't want this to happen, again." For a moment he neither did nor said anything, before scoffing at his foolishness. "A lot of good that did, right?"

Marshall Lee stepped onto the earth, at the edge of Fionna's resting place. He demeanor quickly changed, shifting from sad and guilty to an unyielding determination. Kneeling, he placed his hands on the marble concealing her grave. For a moment he remained idle, staring at the depicted battles with a small smile, then, in an instant, he shoved it away.

The marble was tossed from its resting place, splintering as it landed a few feet away. Underneath the ground was loose, and Marshall Lee grumbled as he began to paw at it. Manual labor of this sort, was so not cool. Minutes passed before he had dug deep enough to unearth a portion of the coffin, dark and engraved with flourishing markings. Showing little appreciation for the design, the vampire king forced his hands through the visible wood. In a show of strength, he pulled the casket from the dirt.

It fell to the ground with a thud, and Marshall Lee winced.

"My bad, Fi." With the coffin safely on and above ground, the raven haired boy pulled the lid up slowly. A small chuckle rose, but he quickly fought it down, clearing his throat. Marshall Lee began to appraise the damage her last battle had inflicted. "Wow, Fionna, you really did a number on yourself. I'd hate to see the other guy." He joked halfheartedly.

It was no fun when he received no reply. Only funny when he got to see the red rising in her cheeks, from embarrassment or anger. Red was a lovely color on the little bunny. But now all he saw was a colorless paleness, and of course, she was dead after all. He frowned.

"I'm sorry I let this happen, Fi. I promised I wouldn't, and I lied." Marshall Lee reached into the wooden casket, pulling the blonde from her final resting place, holding her lightly. He leaned over, kissing her frozen cheek. "But I'm here to fix everything, and I swear, I'll never break my promise again." With those final words he shifted, and sank his fangs into her neck.