Another Queen (Owari No Seraph// Seraph Of The End fanfic)

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The fight between Marcy and the Horsemen of John really takes a toll on her. She's being bitten a lot and bleeding continuously. Honestly in her opinion, she despised the situation she was currently in.

As a last resort, she shoved her monstrous hand into the rib of the beast, grabbing into any vital organ located under the spot. Luckily, a heart-like organ was taken out of its place. Without thinking any longer she done the thing she needed to, smashed it

"That should have ended the thing" she mumbles as she looked to the grey sky, feeling tired of the battle. The Horsemen of John collapsed to its grave, finally dead.

As the threat was gone, Marcy reverted back to her original state. She looked bloodier than she expected. She was strong indeed but the wound earlier in the head, made her capabilities decreased. Her bass was not here, that was the family heirloom axe that she converted into an axe-bass. She missed the time to play music and make out songs out of the situation she was in.

She breathed out her long-held breath before collapsing on her knees and sat on the blood-soaked and crackly asphalt.

She has no more energy and having a fight made her want to have a good night sleep. Her eyelids felt heavy and her body was numb.  She never knew how long she has been asleep.

As the situation stables itself, Ren ran out of his hidden place. He was searching for Marcy, expecting that she was okay and everything is fine. "She will say everything is fine, let's get back to the kitchen and eat more" ... "or  ...Anything" please...

He hoped.

"Marceline!!!" he shouted her name for a reply.

Somewhere on his heart felt heavy, he never wanted this feeling but it just came. Same goes when he felt something weird. The vampire held a soft spot in his heart. He was feeling warm with her, including her skin. It was warm in sometimes.

" marcy!!!" he shouted again, hoping for some lazy-ass answer.

Nope. Still nothing.

At last he found her, laying on some asphalt's pieces.

"Hey, Marcy" he said, trying to get Marcy answered him. He shakes her for any response. All he got was a huff of breath. Nothing more. Trying her to get up was no avail, she's out for sure.

He picked her up using any ounces of energy left in his tiny body to a shelter for the night. The weather is getting crazy and there was no way for him to survive in such harsh winter.

Daylight was out and Ren found some shelter to place them in. a ruined down concrete building. Enough for two.

Ren was feeling absolute cold from the weather, given his white clothing provide him little heat to warm himself and damped from the blood of Marcy's. not comfortable at all. Despite the condition, Marcy was still sleeping, deep in slumber.

As he stares at Marceline's white porcelain face, he lifted some of the bloody hair to get a better view of her vampire features. "Why.." he thought..

"Why was this, all of this fell upon human" he looked around to his surrounding once more. Everything was in havoc and humans became food stock for god damn vampires. "How the hell did vampire exists anyway.. They should just remain as stupid legends.....fantasy.." he cried for his fates in the cold, snowy and silent night.