Chapter 1

Tyrone got up from bed in pain and ready to vomit. Unfortunately he drank way too much the day before. He ran to the bathroom and puked for two minutes. Tyrone felt sick to his stomach and was disgusted for this. He stripped off his clothes and took a long shower. His mother and father were waiting for him in the living room and Tyrone knew he was already in trouble the moment he got down the stairs.

"Tyrone, we need to talk." Said Mrs. Pines. Tyrone sat down on the couch next to his mother and his father was facing them on the other couch across the coffee table. He was in no mood for his parents lecturing him, but he knew he was already in the deep end. Mr. Pines stepped forward and pulled out an empty can of beer in front of Tyrone on the coffee table. Tyrone knew where this was going.

"Mom, Dad. I know what your going to say." Said Tyrone. "No. Don't you dare." Said Mrs. Pines. "Son, how many cans did you consume last night?" asked Mr. Pines. Tyrone didn't answer. He simply nodded. "A ton I guess." He replied.

Mr. and Mrs. Pines looked at each other in concern and she got closer to Tyrone's body. She sniffed him a bit and shook her head. "You reek of beer Tyrone. You didn't wash off the scent." She said.

Tyrone looked down on the floor. "Tyrone, when your Mom and I arrived from our business trip, we found you lying on the living room. At first we thought you had another seizure, but when we saw cans of beer here on the table, and in the kitchen, we figured you got drunk. Now I ask you; why did you get drunk last night? Who did you have over? Those two kids from down the block? The weird ones obsessed with video games?" asked Mr. Pines. Tyrone shook his head. "I was alone. As always." Said Tyrone.

"As always Tyrone? As always?" asked Mrs. Pines. Tyrone decided not to continue talking. He knew he would get in trouble for saying more things and a verbal battle against his parents was not going to go well. "Tyrone, your already 17 years old. You need to get your act together. Dipper and Mabel are both 19, and they are ready to face the world." Said Mr. Pines.

Tyrone looked up at his father. "You never let me go with them to visit our Uncle. I would have been fine." Said Tyrone.

"No. Dipper and Mabel were not ready to take care of you and your Uncle wouldn't know what to do either. And we are not talking about them now. We are talking about you." Said Mr. Pines.

"You were the one who brought them up." Said Tyrone. Mr. Pines angrily hit the coffee table with his fist. "Darling…." Said Mrs. Pines giving her husband the "eye". Mr. Pines took a deep breath. "Don't argue. We did it to keep you safe. Also, the beer you drank and that attitude you have now is not you Tyrone." Said Mr. Pines.

Tyrone had enough. He got up from the couch and ran up to his bedroom. "Tyrone!" cried Mr. Pines. Tyrone slammed the door behind him and locked his bedroom door. He ran towards his bed and screamed in his pillow. Big Mistake. His pillow reeked and bed reeked of his body odor and the scent of beer. Instead, Tyrone threw the pillow and angrily threw a shoe to the closet. He then began to cry. Like a little boy. Tyrone sure did feel like it a few minutes later.

After an hour or two passed, Tyrone grabbed his phone and listened to the song he was hearing too before he drank beer. It was his favorite song "Melancholy Hill from the Gorillaz. He loved their music. Tyrone sat down and listened to the lively tune hoping that it would cheer him up. Sadly it did not. On that day, Tyrone stayed in his bedroom, locked up and in a way, relieved to be alone. But at the same time, he was hurting himself way too much. Both Physically and emotionally. Tyrone pinched him self on his leg from time to time, wallow in his self pity and began to think negative thoughts. Tyrone would begin to think a lot of ideas that were not true, but somewhere in his heart, he was allowing those emotions get the better of him.

Ever since Tyrone was little, his brother and sister, Mason (Dipper) and Mabel were sent away every summer to visit their Uncle in Oregon. He lived in a town known by many names. Boring Oregon, or just the woods. Other call it by it's ominous yet weird name: Gravity Falls. Tyrone always wanted to go, but was never allowed to. Mostly because of his condition. Tyrone hated himself for that and started to develop feelings of self loathing and sadness.

That day, when Tyrone drank the beers was the first of many more days where Tyrone would do things that were not fine for his well being. Little by little, Mr. and Mrs. Pines were noticing changes in behavior. Really bad ones. For starters, Tyrone started to ask questions about death and occasionally make a joke about it at the dinner table. Next, he would sit on the couch doing nothing but watch TV and the show he watched were random. Mr. Pines felt uneasy with all this change going around.

Mr. and Mrs. Pines wanted to get help. Tyrone was having problems, and they were afraid they wouldn't be able to solve it. They decided to go visit a professional one day and Tyrone stayed home. That was when everything changed.

And hour before they left, Mr. and Mrs. Pines asked Tyrone if he wanted to go with him. He refused by shaking his head no. They worried, however they still left, hoping they would get to return soon. Tyrone sat on the couch watching a random show when he decided to turn it off. Tyrone felt like he was ready. Ready for his plan. He was already decided to do it for a while now. Tyrone got up slowly and down into the garage. Tyrone looked around and finally found it. He closed his eyes and opened them, only to let large tears flow down his cheeks.

Tyrone slowly walked up to his father's hunting rifle. He wanted this. He wanted to end it all. He loaded the rifle and Tyrone heard a loud clicking noise and felt the rifle was heavy in his hands. Tyrone sat on the floor, closed his eyes, placed the rifle on his mouth, and was ready to finish it all. Tyrone pulled the trigger.

Only, there was no trigger to pull. Tyrone opened his eyes and saw nothing. The rifle was gone! Tyrone looked around in panic and saw nothing. He tried to rethink his steps. He had the rifle in his hands, but it vanished into thin air? As he was processing everything, he heard a noise coming from behind him. He turned and screamed. Right in front of Tyrone was a young man. He was wearing elegant and formal clothes with a Sapphire glowing ever so brightly on his neck.

He was not smiling. He was observing Tyrone and suddenly spoke. "I vanished the rifle from your hands. I simply put it back to where you found it."

Tyrone turned around and indeed the rifle was back to where it was. "I made your fingerprints disappear as well. Your welcome." Said the stranger.

"Who the hell are you?!" cried Tyrone. The stranger laughed and placed his hand on Tyrone's shoulder. Tyrone felt chills down his spine feeling the stranger's cold hand. It was if he was feeling a snow ball on his shoulder.

"First off, I'll explain why I saved you. One, you are still far too young to die and second, I need you to do something for me in the future. You are an important chess piece to my plan." Said the stranger.

"What?" asked Tyrone. He was confused as to why the stranger saved him and what he wanted. "What do you want?" asked Tyrone, which was all he could say. The stranger laughed. "I am Sa- The Bogey Man." Replied the stranger.

"Sa? You mean…. You're the Devil!?" cried Tyrone in fear. "No. I'm actually a human, trapped in this dark body. Am come from a long line of Bogey Men. I'm the next one. Now, back to you Tyrone." Said the Bogey Man.

"Tyrone? How did you know my name was Tyrone?" asked Tyrone in fear. "I have been watching you and your family for quite some time fool. For years I have been watching and recounting your steps at every turn. Your brother and sister are actually the ones I'm stalking, but then I turned my attention to you. It seems strange that your family goes on vacation and leave you behind." Said the Bogey Man.

Tyrone didn't know what to say. The Bogey Man really was watching his family life. "Were you trying to end it all because you couldn't go with your family? If so, that is a lame excuse to kill yourself." Said the Bogey man coldly.

"No. That is not the reason." Replied Tyrone, rather hurt for that remark. "Then explain to me why you wanted to spread your brains here in this cold garage?" said the Bogey Man.

"I'm lonely. I have Epilepsy. I get seizures every now and then. I'm tired of it. All I wanted to do was…" Tyrone stopped himself and couldn't continue.

"Then I have a remedy for what ails you." Said The Bogey Man. He placed his stone cold hand on Tyrone's forehead and whispered some mumbo jumbo. Tyrone then felt his brain freeze uncontrollably, as if he was drinking a really cold beverage. Tyrone didn't know what to say. He was stuck between doing something, or just standing there. After one agonizing minute which felt like forever, the Bogey Man let go of Tyrone's head and the boy opened his eyes.

"What did you do?" asked Tyrone. "I simply froze the part of your brain where you have the seizures. I hope it works. I never tried to heal someone since I got this power long ago." Said the Bogey Man.

"What do you mean?" asked Tyrone. "Never mind about that. Now about your payment." Said the Bogey Man.

"If it's money you want, I have a little bit in my piggy bank." Said Tyrone, feeling relief yet fear at the same time.

"No. I don't want money. I want your sister." Said The Bogey Man. Tyrone froze instantly. "What?!" cried Tyrone.

"You heard me. I want your sister! She is the key to getting what I want. As a matter of fact, I need her to be my bride!" demanded the Bogey Man.

"Absolutely NOT!" cried Tyrone. The Bogey Man smiled. "Absolutely YES!" he replied.

Tyrone fell on his knees. "What have I done." He cried. The Bogey Man also got on the floor. He smiled wickedly, until for a moment, something happened that Tyrone failed to see. The Bogey Man's face became warm and there was a sadness in his eyes. "I'm so sorry kid." He said, but not in his normal voice. This was the voice of a real human. Tyrone heard that voice and instantly looked up. The Bogey Man was gone.

Tyrone got up and tried to process what just happened. This was not normal. This was weird, and this was supernatural. He wanted to tell his family about this… but they wouldn't believe him. How would they? Dipper always believed in conspiracy theories, but even he would think this was probably all in Tyrone's head. Mabel may not have believed him either, even though she was easier to talk to than Dipper.

Tyrone was all alone on this. He knew he had a family to save… but that night, he only thought of one remedy. He took a quick shower, and went to bed, hoping that this was a dream. This was no dream. This was a nightmare. And the Bogey Man's face appeared in it with his dark crooked smile and on his forehead, a glowing triangle with an eye. It winked and blood oozed from it.