Trapped In the Nightosphere

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Marshall closed his eyes tightly when she wrapped her warm arms along his cold neck, her hair falling over his face, making everything smell like sugar. He never loosened his grip around her, his cheeks burning red at the closeness of her body against his bare torso. They suspended above the abyss for a long while, the feeling of cold air running along his fresh scars making him shiver. He could feel the eyes of the Deamon below, waiting for the vampire to lose his concentration and make them plummet to their deaths. He buried his own face in the Princess' sweet shoulder, taking in her scent. It made a warm rush of calm fly over his body, making him pick up the speed.


Once his back grazed along jagged red rock did he open his eyes and look down. Their bodies were directly above solid ground making him sigh with relief. He let himself drop a few inches, resting on the ground. His breathing had picked up on the ride over, heart still ramming against his sternum. Even if they were far away from the ledge, the fear of falling still grasped tightly to the back of his mind, making him keep his arms resting on the pink-fleshed girl. He relaxed his muscles though, enjoying the warmth of her body on top of his. "You okay Princess?"

 

[Captainsassypants]

his skin was cold and hard against hers she liked the feeling because it made him seem more real and she felt safer. She kept her face buried deep in his neck and her eyes closed tightly. She made herself focus on the feeling of him under her and on the forward floating motion that meant they were a little bit closer to getting past the abyss. She shivered slightly when his face went into her shoulder his breath tickling her pink skin and making her hair stand on end. After what seemed like forever she began to relax slightly in his arms her muscles becoming less tense but she still did not loosen her grip or dare open her eyes.


"You okay Princess?" She heard him ask she responded with nod "Is it over now?" she asked in a small voice. She was waiting for him to let her know it was alright and they weren't in danger of dying anymore before she would move her face from his neck or open her eyes. She had been so preoccupied with fear that she hadn't noticed she had started shaking slightly or maybe that had only just started, she wasn't sure she just wanted to know she was safe.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

When the Princess hand's lifted her head to check if they were finished looming over the anxiety-rising abyss he paused. Marshall Lee let the moment last a little longer, loving the way her pink hair fell over his grey face. He took in her scent once more, savoring every second before nodding. "It's over, you're safe now." He murmured into her ear, his hand falling to the back of her head and stroking her hair gently. Why did he just do that?


He dropped his arm, letting himself go ridged under her body, completely done with the feeling of someone's burning skin on his bare flesh. He let his head drop to the side, dust picking up in his dark hair. The red stood out among his black-locks, making it look like he'd just been rolling around in a rain of blood. "Princess...it's okay now." He said, his throat clearing, trying to hint that she could lift herself from his torso. His mind went back to the abyss, wondering what could have lay beneath them to make his skin crawl. It wasn't like him to be afraid of things like blackness, but something deep inside his gut told him it wasn't an ordinary cavern. Something dark was stirring inside of its depths, something that made a vampire prince afraid. He filed the thought away in the back of his head, making sure to remember it for later when confronting Hudson Abadeer. Even in his thoughts he refrained from calling the dark son-of-a-bitch his father.

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB breathed a sigh of relief when he said it was over. She was going to lift her head from his neck but his hand stroking her hair stopped her. why is he doing that? she wondered a strange feeling beginning to rise inside of her. And his voice just now that was strange too She thought to herself. She pushed the thoughts from her head when his arm fell away from her and his voice went back to normal. She decided it was just fear that had caused him to act so weird that had to be it, but even so why had it made her feel so strange and why couldn't she shake the feeling?


She was drawn away from her thoughts at the sound of his voice clearing which made her realize she was still on top of him. " Oh uh yeah... sorry" She said awkwardly as she detached herself from him. She carefully rolled off of him and brushed herself off and straightened her pink toned clothes as her feet touched the ground. She kept her face out of view trying to hide the deep blush that had made it's way to her cheeks against her will. She let her hair down shaking it around and letting it fall where it may around her face in an attempt to keep the vampire from seeing her burning cheeks.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Her attempts to cover the blush along her face hadn't brushed past the vampire. It just made matters worse. He hovered in the air, his face going inches from hers. He narrowed his eyes, red lips parted in a smile. "You like me." He said simply, his arms crossed over his bare torso, lips playing in the corners. His dark hues danced with tease as he floated in circles around her slowly. "Admit it, you're in love with me. I can see it in your cheeks" He folded his hands, fingers clasped together, his arms pointing straight down as he lifted his shoulder, cheek pressed against the grey skin. He blinked his eyes quickly, mocking her voice. "Oh Marshall, you're soo handsome. Thank you for saving me from that dark and spookie abyss" His voice was in a high-pitch, sounding absolutely nothing like the Princess, but he gave himself props for the effort.

 

[Captainsassypants]

The Pink skinned girls shook her head frantically, cursing her cheeks for betraying her. " No I don't. I'm still just getting over the panic attack I was having from almost dying" She protested. Her, in love with him? that was crazy of course not, besides he was the one who had been acting so weird. "I think you're just trying to cover up your own feelings Marshall. You were the one who got all soft with the hair stroking and murmmring in my ear don't think I didn't notice that" She said quickly putting the attention on him now and trying to get it off of her. in love with him? She laughed at the thought he was so annoying and childish his impression of her only proved her point. it was the craziest idea she had ever heard in her life and she had lived a very long life.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

A growl rippled through his chest, all amusement from his face stopping dead in its tracks. His figure paused in front of her face, fangs gleaming under the flames of the Nightosphere. "I was doing that to keep you calm. Do you know how hard it is to focus on hovering over that with a shaking Princess in your arms!?" he yelled, offended, pointing towards the end-less pit. He inched his face closer to hers, noses almost brushing together. "Don't get on your high horse, Princess" he said, emphasizing the last word with another hiss. "I could have let you fall, any time. Just remember who you're talking to." He boomed, a sharp-nailed finger moving swiftly from the abyss to the girl's chest. His brows were pulled together, black hair falling over his eyes, casting a shadow over his pale cheeks only adding intimidation to his harsh voice.

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB jerked backward as he hissed at her his face inching closer. Confusion running clear over her face she couldn't understand how he could go from teasing her one second to being viciously mean the next. her eyes flashed to the empty void and back to his face as he threatened her fear began to show in her eyes as she stumbled backwards as the sharp finger pressed into her chest. She was at a complete loss of words she couldn't even understand what she had done to make him this angry at her, even before when he yelled at her he never treatened her until now. "Please stop" She asked trying to keep her voice calm and keep it from shaking or cracking as she feared it might.


She took a few more steps backwards and turned away from him beginning to walk away. She couldn't be around him not now, not while he was acting like that. She walked farther and farther trying to get away from him for a little while. She didn't know what was happening anymore she hadn't done anything so why was he being so mean to her? Once she thought she had walked far enough away she dropped to the ground sitting on her kness as she tried to thing things over.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

The Princess's small voice reached the anger that had bubbled over, dampening the flames that licked behind his eyes. His hand dropped, along with his body, planting his feet on the ground when she shrank away. The whole series of events that had occur ed within the passing moments had made him rigid, on edge. He knew his temper was short, but didn't imagine how easy it was to blow his fuse in front of PB. He felt guilt in his stomach, staring as the pink fleshed girl sat with her knees pressed to her chest. The form of her shaking body made the undead's heart sink. He brushed long nails over his face, swiping black locks away from his dull eyes. He walked towards her, a sigh escaping his teeth. "I'm sorry Peebs." He said softly, kneeling next to her with his palm on her shoulder. "It was wrong of me to speak to you that way. I was just on edge." He cleared his throat, sitting next to her with his legs crossed, elbow propped on his thigh, chin tucked in his hand. "From being slammed around by a purple-eyed Deamon, to having hot coals chucked at your face, to hovering over an endless pit... let's just say my nerves were a bit twisted." He glanced at her sideways, running his hand down her back, gently rubbing between her shoulders. "I snapped, I'm sorry. It won't happen again" but it would, and he knew it. His moods bounced around just as much as a flame did, never dying out, just switching positions. Sometimes if he was enraged enough, it would take a whole army to coaxed him down from a savage fit.

 

[Captainsassypants]

If she wasn't already ready to go home before, she was definitely ready now. She wanted to be back at her castle with her incompetent banana guards and her research. She wished this was all just a bad dream that she was about to wake up from any moment, but she couldn't. No matter how much she wanted to she couldn't just click her heels together and go home.


She ignored the vampire as he approached her with his apologies keeping her eyes glued to the flame colored rock."go away Marshall Lee. " she said cooly jerking away from his hand as he tried to touch her shoulder. "No, you can't just scream your head off at me, threaten to throw me into the abyss, and then come cuddling up to me a few seconds later because you feel bad. That's not how this works. You can't treat people like that. " she began after it had become apparent he wasn't going to leave. "I'm tired Marshall, I'm tired of trying to anticipate your moods before I speak and of being yelled at. And yes, I will admit that it is worse now because of the current situation but you are always like this. Telling me you won't do it again is a lie and you know it." As she spoke she became more and more upset. She shoved his hands away from her and finally turned to look at him. Her eyes , that were filled with frustration and sadness, burned into his as she spoke the last sentence.


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[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

The harsh tone in her voice sliced into his chest, pain swelling in the hallow pit behind his ribs. Everything she was saying was right, every once of truth crashing over him like hot waves of lava. He didn't tear his eyes away from her, but he did drop his arms into his lap. He stared at her for a long while in silence, letting it sink in deep. He didn't try to be like this, it was just how he turned out. Living in a world where half the people were made of sugar, and the other half made of darkness could weigh heavy on someone's judgment. He leaned back, his hands propping him up. He kept his mouth shut, staring at her face with an expression of shock along his features. "I-"


You what? Want to say sorry? You can't take back your anger, her hurt, and you can't swallow your words. Stop trying to fix everything, stop trying to make friends. You can't. No one likes you.


"I know."

 

[Captainsassypants]

She thought she would feel better after her outburst but she didn't, If anything she only felt worse. She pulled her knees up to her chest lightly resting her chin on them as her arms encircled her legs as silence filled the air between them. She turned her face away from him, his expression making her feel sick with guilt. She stared ahead into the empty space ahead of them as she searched her brain for a way to fix this but she couldn't fix it. They both had said things they couldn't take back and neither of them would be able to forget it. " I'm sorry... I know you can't help it" she almost whispered after he spoke.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Marshall pressed his lips tightly together, unsure how to react at this point. Were they suppose to hug? Did they just make up? If he touched her would she snap again? It seemed the Princess was just as unpredictable as he was, only the fact that she was a woman made the whole deal a lot worse. His patience - or lack there of-, and attitude never clashed well with any of the girls in Ooo. PB was the only person in all of both worlds who seemed to tolerate his negative personality.


The vampire went on a whim, ignoring every nerve in his body. He shuffled closer to Bubblegum and gently wrapped his arms around her in a loose hug. "I'm sorry too." He lay his chin gently on top of her pink head, the smell of sugar overwhelming him. "I know I'm difficult to deal with... so thanks for dealing with me."

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB froze as she felt him loosely wrap his arms around her in a hug. She hadn't expected it to be that easy. Would a hug really make things better? She didn't know but it was worth a try she unfolded herself twisting in his arms to face him wrapping her arms loosely around him just like he had done. Her cheek pressed against his cold chest "It's okay. Just try to be a little nicer sometimes okay? it's not fair to get mean and nasty when I didn't even do anything." She said. She knew he couldn't help his temper and they were always going to fight that was just what they did. That was how their relationship was, but if they weren't careful they would take it to far.


She released a breath relaxing finally, to her suprise the hug had helped after all. But even still things felt slightly diffrent between them she hoped that the feeling would eventually fade after they both calmed down and forgot all about this. For the time being she just stayed wrapped in the hug happy things were okay and that they hadn't ruined their friendship.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

He felt her relax in his arm, his cheeks burning red at the feeling of her small hands connecting at his firm back. He didn't know why he felt so awkward with her held so close, like he barely knew what to do with his body. Something strange bloomed behind his still heart, it was warm... and slightly unpleasant. "I'll try." He said, truthfully. He didn't want to lose one of the only people he cared for, knowing Finn and Jake were just as uneasy around him as most of the citizens in Ooo. He lifted his chin, glancing to the wall of flame that still hid his father's castle from their vision. "We should keep going, I'm starting to miss your candy people. I wonder how they're doing without you." He imagined the whole kingdom ablaze, sugar coated creatures running around with fear in their eyes. The thought almost made hm laugh, but he suppressed it, knowing the princess wouldn't be pleased if he let the chuckle slip.

 

[Captainsassypants]

She took a deep breath and nodded as he suggested they keep moving. " I'm sure they're all fine I haven't even been gone a full day yet, But if we don't get back soon lemon grab is going to deem himself the new leader of the candy kingdom and that's going to be a mess to clean up when I get back" She said with a sigh and removed her arms from around him and leaned backward putting space between them. Now that she thought about it, it was probably the middle of the night in Oooo which would explain why she felt so tired now. It was impossible to really tell what time of day it was in the nightosphere seeing there was no sun and the entire land was always in darkness which was only illuminated by the fire that burned on the ground.


"How much farther is it to your dad's castle?" She asked hoping it wasn't to far from where they were. If it was going to take a long time to get there she wasn't sure she was going to be able to do it all in one go she was eventually going to need to rest. Besides even when they got there there was no guarantee that Abadeer would even agree to help them get back to Oooo and if he did it was probably not going to be easy to do.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Marshall blinked rapidly at her question, not wanting to put a damper on her mood. He pulled his hand behind the back of his head, scratching at his scalp nervously. "You see, the thing is..." He trailed off, adverting his gaze from her and getting up quickly. He shuffled out of her reach, making sure she wasn't able to bop him one when he finished. "My father's castle... it in the heart of the Nightosphere." He sucked air from between his teeth, dark gaze falling back to the wall of flames. "It'll be longer then expected. It could take days, or weeks." He then hovered above the ground, ready to shrink away from the Princess's burning rage, if it were to appear. He slapped himself mentally, knowing he should have thought things through before trying to form this stupid prank. "If the Lemon-Head has taken reign, I'll take care of him." He said, trying to make up for the bad news he'd just handed to her.

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB watched as he stalled as he moved away from her. She knew she was not going to like what he was about to say and when he finally revealed how long it would take to get to the castle she found she was right. " Weeks?" She questioned astonished by how long they would be stuck here just to maybe or maybe not get help from his father. Surprisingly she was not nearly as mad as she would have been if he had told her earlier but she definitely was not happy about the news either. "So you are telling me that you and I are going to have to wander around this destert getting attacked by random deamons for possibly weeks?" She asked again still trying to get it through her head so she could undertand. She was now worried about what sort of a mess she would come back to after leaving her kingdom unattended for weeks if she even made it back.


"If this is going to take forever anyway could we please find somewhere to sleep first? I'm exhausted and I'd like to be able to rest with out worrying about being eaten" She asked wanting to at least be able to nap at the very least so she'd have more energy for the long journey ahead of them and if this was going to take days or weeks this was going to be a regular occurence and not to mention what would they eat? There was no water to be found or anything that looked even remotely eadible, well at least not to her anyway. She supposed Marshall could probabbly suck the red out of the rocks but she had to wonder if that would taste any good. Did the color have a taste anyway? That was always something she had always wondered about.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Marshall shrank to the ground when the Princess didn't scream or fly fists at his cold body. He blinked once. "Yes." He said simply before moving towards her. He glanced at the ceiling, the mentions of food or shelter weighing heavy on his mind. He knew of edible plants in the Nightosphere, and certain Deamons who could be eaten, as long as cooked properly. He nodded slightly, understanding that she'd need to eat and sleep often. Being undead, sleep was unnecessary to the vampire prince. However, feeding was a different story. He knew he could live off the red inside the crimson stones, but was unsure how long it would be until blood-lust would take over. He hadn't sucked the essence of a living being in a few months now. This was a bad time for him to have pulled this prank, putting them in numerous dangerous situations. "Shelter, I can do. Food, I can do." He said gently. "Wait here, don't move." He said and flung himself into the air. He soared high, almost fifty feet before coming to small caverns in the stone above his head. Small yellow eyes stared down at him, a hiss escaping their lips as he grabbed into the darkness. His hand grasped around the neck of a very small, very furry, Deamon. He brought it out of the shadows, it's eyes closing up tight at the sudden exposure to light. The creature had no ears, it's nose like a bat, but was toothless. It's body was round with bat-like wings and no talons. He muttered an apology to the poor guy before twisting it's neck. He reached up, grabbing another one, breaking it's spine in a similar way. He looked down at the Princess, making sure she was still in one piece before he deflated back to her height. "Food." He announced, placing the creatures on the ground. He then sat cross legged above the red rock, his hands grasping a near-by stone. "Stand back, Peebs." He warned before digging his nails into the crimson ground, he dragged up clumps of rock, making a shallow pit. With the long sharp stone in hand, he raked it across the surface of the Nightosphere. Sparks flung themselves into the small hole he'd created. In seconds a fire blazed before them.


He then glanced up at the princess with one brow raised. "You might not want to watch this." He said before sinking his fangs into the neck of the creature, quickly releasing it from his mouth and spitting a yellow substance from his teeth. "The blood is poisonous, but once drained we can dry the meat for easy transport." As he said this, he emptied the carcass of all fluids over the roaring flame, making the embers dance higher. He then slid his thumb under the fresh wound in the side of the Deamon's jugular, lifting the skin and ripping it from it's form. He did the same with the other. As soon as he'd skinned and drained them, he plunged his fist down the thing's throat, yanking the fragile yellow bones from the corpse. Then he hovered above the flame, holding both long slabs of meat in order to cook both sides carefully. "I know it looks gross." He said to the grey meat in his fingers. "It's good though, tastes like chicken, and is surprisingly filling."

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB blinked as he flew up into the air telling her to stay still. She tilted her head back watching him get smaller and smaller in the air before disappearing all together. She wondered what he was doing up there. He was so far up that she doubted he'd be able to see very well it was probably pitch black so he couldn't be looking for shelter. Was he getting food? what could he possibly be getting them to eat that was up there? She was beginning to become a bit worried about what he would come back with. She strained her eyes to see what he had when he began to float back to the ground but she couldn't make it out. It wasn't until he placed them on the ground announcing that was to be their meal that she got a good look at them. they looked like tiny bats that had swallowed a baseball whole. She wrinkled up her nose at them " isn't there anything else?" She asked not meaning to prissy but they just did not look appetizing especially not when they were dripping yellow goo that was apprently poisonous.


"I mean don't get me wrong I appriciate the effort but that," She said pointing to the creatures in his hand "just does not look very good at all" She said grossed out as he ripped the bones out of their bodies. She supposed she could at least give it a try if there really was nothing else but she was not looking forward to it and she did not expect to like it very much.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

The prince blinked at her, his hands almost scorching over the blazing flame. Was she serious? She'd rather starve then eat something he just put all that effort into getting for her? "Excuse me that this fine dining isn't to your pleasing Princess." He almost spat. His grey eyes shifting from the pink-fleshed girl to the grey meat in his fingers that had slowly began to turn a soft red shade. The juices that dripped into the seemingly endless fire sizzled intently. The smell of cooked meat wrapped around his face, sweat forming along his brow. His skin was use to being a low temperature, the smoke making increasingly difficult for him to keep his composure. "Look, you don't have to eat it all, just try it." He said bluntly, rotating the cooking deamon between his fingers. "I just sprayed poison all over myself to make sure you won't starve, unless you want me to go hunting for edible plants. Then again the deadly ones are practically identical. Right now this is your best bet Your Highness." He tried to dampen his tone, frustration rising under his skin from the excessive exposure to heat.


As soon as the flesh was a bright red, smelling of steak. He lifted himself from the rising smoke, his face dark with soot. He held out a small animal to the princess. "Please eat, I don't want your to get ill." He pleaded.

 

[Captainsassypants]

PB sighed she should have never said anything. Of course he was going to get all offended and upset at her. "Okay, Okay I'll try it calm down" She said rasing her hands up in surender. She watched the meat turn from grey to bright red as he held it over the fire. She watched hi and noticed the uncomfortable look on his face and smirked "Is the heat to much for you mister vampire prince?" she asked teasingly. the fire felt nice and toasty to her but it probably was more intense for him since he was always a popcicle. She giggled when he moved away from the fire his face black from soot "You look like an orphan" She told him as she took the food from him. She looked it over for a moment then slowly brought it up to her mouth taking the smallest bite out of it. She had to admit it was not as bad as she had expected it to be to tell the truth it was decent. She was never going to admit that to him though. "You know I wouldn't starve after just one day without food" She said before taking another small bite. She continued to eat little bites out of it until eventually it was all gone.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

The prince ignored her giggles at his expense, knowing if he let his temper swell he could possibly lose the only friend in his horrible existence. He brought the other slice of red meat to his face, fangs sinking deep into the cooked flesh. As soon as the red slipped over his tongue he slurped the color completely our of the daemon's carcass. It left a grey slimy substance behind that he chucked into the flames before wiping his hands on his ripped jeans. "It doesn't matter, I don't want a cranky princess on my hands." He said, dully, looking at her from under dark lashes.

 

[Captainsassypants]

She watched intently as he sucked the red out of the meat. That was something she had always been facinated with, how could he survive off the color of something. If only she could get him to agree to let her run some experiments on him, but that would never happen. "does red have a taste? and does it taste diffrent depending on what you suck it out of?" She asked tilting her head to one side her pink hair falling in her face a little.


"I do not get that cranky, that's your job remember?" She said brushing the hair away from her face. She noticed the way he was looking at her and bit her lip lightly and looked down at the hole in her pinkish purple sweatshirt, that was torn when they went through the opening of rock. through the hole you could see a tiny glimps of the black t-shirt she had on underneath. She absentmindedly played with the torn fabric as she looked back up at him. "So... What are we going to do about shelter?" She asked her tiredness weighing down on her.

 

[-.-.Lucifer.-.-]

Marshall blinked at the flames that had begun to dance at shoulder's height on his long frame, the orange glow kicking the air with heat. He wiped his soot covered face on the back of his hand, smearing it over the skin along his arm. "Red tastes like..." he pondered for a moment, wondering what it really did taste like. Whenever he fed upon the color, he imagined himself sipping blood from a goblet. The thought burned in his mind, making thirst roll back along his tongue. He shifted gears in his brain, reaching back to the question. "It's almost like tasting blood, but sweeter." He admitted, hovering cross legged so his face poked over the wall of flame for her to see. He put a sharp nail to his lip, running his pointer finger along his chin. "It's almost like feeding from a real person, only instead of feeling full afterwards, you feel almost satisfied." He then switched on his back, hands folded behind his head. He glanced at her, chin pointed towards the ceiling again. Hooking his ankles together he grew a few paces closer to the Princess, his face level with hers. He saw her bite her lip, and begin to fiddle with her clothing nervously. He raised one eyebrow getting ready to ask her if it was normal for girls to go red in the cheeks, and then she spoke.


"Shelter." His form grew tremendously within seconds. A giant bat laying on the scarlet dirt at her feet. Dark eyes scanned her small face, a smile over fanged lips. "Sleep on me, I'll protect you." He mused, patting the soft fur along his chest.