Chapter One - The Sweet Release of Death

Bill re-entered the main room of his triangular prison, holding Dipper and Mabel in his hand "Alright, Ford. Time's up." Dipper and Mabel struggle to escape the one eyed demons grip "I've got the kids." Stan and Ford's eyes widen in terror. Mabel and Dipper continued to attempt to escape the demons grip; their efforts all in vain "I think I'm gonna kill one of 'em now just for the heck of it!" said Bill, moving his hand so that he could get a better look at the kids.

He blinked, his pupil forming into a pine tree "EENIE…" He blinked again, his pupil turning into a shooting star "MEENIE…" He blinked, his pupil forming a pine tree "MINEE…" The twins turned to face Bill, fear in their eyes, dread forming in their stomachs. Bill blinked one last time, his pupil taking the shape of a shooting star "YOU!" Bill held up his free hand and snapped his fingers. Before Ford or Stan could say anything, it was too late. Mabel's screams echoed in the room, bouncing off the walls.

Stan covered his ears, tears forming in his eyes, but he dare not speak. If he did their last hope of stopping this demon would be foiled. Stan wanted to scream, he wanted to yell, he wanted to swear and curse the triangle demon who killed one of the few people that he loved, he wanted to punch something; he wanted to pray that this was just a dream, that Mabel was still alive and smiling, that she was still being cheerful and happy, making his day less dull with her laughter and jokes… But that wasn't real. Stan blinked back the tears.

Ford whimpered, swallowing a lump in his throat and blinking back tears; he wanted to forget. He wanted to go back in time and stop himself from ever meeting this demon that has ruined his life. He wanted to tell his past self to reunite with his brother, that the fight was just over something stupid. He wanted to just hit reset and make all of this go away, but this wasn't a video game, this was real life. You can never jut reset real life, no matter how badly you want to. Dipper felt tears stream down his face, his voice catching in his throat, bottom lip quivering.

Dipper shut his eyes, not wanting to see her death. Mabel's screams echoed in his ears, making him shake with regret.

Pain. Mabel felt pain all over her body, like a thousand needles were digging into her skin. The pain grew and Mabel couldn't hold back her screaming; it just hurt so much. She wanted it to go away. She wanted the pain to just go away and she wanted to see her family again. She wanted to hear Stan's terrible jokes, Dipper's pen clicking, Wendy's comforting words, Soos' funny commentary, Ford's laugh. She wanted it all back.

Just as Mabel reached her breaking point, the pain was gone. It left her as quick as it came. She felt a massive weight being lifted from her shoulders; her body feeling as light as a feather. She opened her eyes, looking around at her surroundings; pure white. She raised an eyebrow.

"Am I... dead?" she asked, her voice echoing off of the nothingness that surrounded her. She was floating. Mabel blinked a few times "I… I can't be dead… Can I? If I am… Did Bill… Did Bill win?" Mabel suddenly grew panicked "Oh no! Grunkle Stan, Grunkle Ford, Mason! They're still… Everyone is still…" Mabel felt tears form in her eyes. She hardly ever called her brother by his real name, but when she was really scared and really worried, it would slip out. She felt her breath get caught in her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn't be dead, she just couldn't' be. If she was dead… What happened to the others? Did Bill kill them too? Did Bill win? Did… Did Weirdmageddon go global? Mabel whimpered, feeling a wave of extreme guilt wash over her "This is all my fault… If I hadn't made that stupid deal… Hadn't been so selfish…" Mabel whipped her eyes with her sleeve as tears made their way down her cheeks. "Maybe… Maybe none of this would have happened… I deserve this…"

Mabel put her hands over her eyes and quietly wept. Soon, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around, feeling startled at the sudden contact. She was met with a familiar face "W-Wendy?" she stuttered.

Wendy smiled "Hey, dude," she greeted. "I'm not actually Wendy though, more like a memory of her," said the memory of Wendy.

"Wait… So… Where am I?" Mabel asked.

Wendy grinned "You're in purgatory."

Mabel raised an eyebrow "What…?"

Wendy snapped her fingers. The white space formed into Mabel and Dipper's bedroom in the shack attic. Wendy sat down on the edge of Mabel's bed. She patted the spot beside her "Come. Take a seat."

Mabel hesitantly walked over to the bed, taking a seat "So… What is this place?" she asked, looking up at Wendy.

Wendy smiled softly "It's the place between Heaven and Hell. It's usually were the afterlife are placed for a certain amount of time until they are sent back to earth," she explained.

Mabel blinked "So, is there some way I could see what's going on now?" she asked, feeling a little ray of hope at the thought of seeing her family again.

Wendy shook her head "Not until your time is up," she said.

Mabel slumped her shoulders, feeling her eyes well up with tears as her bottom lip trembled "I'm such an idiot…" she muttered.

Wendy frowned. "Hey, don't say that."

Mabel shifted her gaze "Why does it matter what I say? It's not like you're actually Wendy," she mumbled, sounding a little more bitter then she had intended.

Wendy frowned, placing a hand on Mabel's shoulder. "I might not be the real Wendy, but I am a memory of her. Which means that I share her emotions. Wendy wouldn't want you saying that. Neither would Stan, Ford or Dipper."

Mabel whimpered, ready to burst into tears of guilt. "B-but… They would if they knew I was the one who caused this stupid apocalypse to happen in the first place." Salty tears streamed down her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy.

Wendy wrapped her arm around Mabel's shoulder, pulling her close "Hey, this wasn't all your fault. If Ford had told you about the rift you wouldn't have given it to Bill. If Bill hadn't made Ford go completely mad-brain-insane he would have trusted you enough to tell you about the rift. In the end, all the paths lead to Bill. Bill started this, and he is dead set on finishing it," Wendy explained, rubbing Mabel's arm for reassurance.

Mabel sucked in a shaky breath "But…" Wendy smiled "But nothing." She reached over to the table and took a tissue from the tissue box, handing it to Mabel.

Mabel took it whipping her tears and blowing her nose. "When… When will I be able to go back?" she asked, looking up at Wendy, who smiled softly, eyes filled with reassurance.

"Soon."

Mabel sniffled. "That reminds me… Why am I allowed to go back?" she asked.

Wendy thought for a moment "Usually people who have unfinished business stay on Earth in the afterlife."

"And when that business is finished?"

"Well… They usually go to Heaven. Sometimes Hell depending on what they did."

Mabel shivered "Will… Will I go to Hell?" she asked, swallowing a lump in her throat. Wendy shook her head "No, of course not."

"But that's not for you to decide, is it?" Wendy bit her lip "No… But, I'm sure you won't go to Hell. If worse comes too worse, you would be trapped in the mindscape."

Mabel leaned into Wendy's side "I… I want to see them again… Dipper, Stan, Ford, Soos, the real Wendy, Candy, Grenda… Even Pacifica and Gideon…"

Wendy ruffled Mabel's hair "Hey, don't worry kid. You'll see them soon. You just… Won't be alive…"

Mabel chuckled lightly "Yeah, I guess so… But… Why, out of all the people in my family, did you show up? Not to say I don't like your company or anything, it's just… Wouldn't someone more important to me show up? Like Stan or Dipper? Oh! Not to say you aren't important it's just that-"

Wendy held up a hand to silence Mabel "I get it. To answer your question, I'm not too sure myself. Maybe it's because you would have been scared to see anyone else, especially someone from your family. With the guilt that you started this whole thing consuming you at the time, you wanted the person who you knew would understand you to show up."

Mabel blinked a few times, whipping her eyes with her sleeve "I… I guess that makes since…"

Mabel sniffled "So… What do we do until my time is up?"

Wendy let out a small sigh "We wait…"