Watched Jennifer's Body and this idea hit me with a mix of the Transcendence AU. Hope you like what my mind cooked up.


Mabel twirled around Dipper's room, more like their room, holding several sweaters in her arms before turning to the mirror hanging on the closed door.

They had separate rooms but Mabel used hers as her artistic area and what not but would stay in Dipper's whenever she wanted making it theirs, Dipper didn't really mind rather he like having his twin around more than he let on since their first summer in Gravity Falls, Mabel and her too many near death encounters caused him to keep her closer than before.

Mabel felt the same having Dipper close kept her fears of separation at bay, and his knack for overdoing his research of the supernatural gave her a reason to cover up the fact she was always close to Dipper. She couldn't get rid of the memories of Dipper always putting her first where it was damaging at times and she needed to show in her own way that she cared about him just as much.

"Which one should I wear, Dipper?" Mabel gestured to a few of her nicer, quote 'date wearing sweaters'.

Dipper looked up from the school books he was trying to read but he decided that it was a waste of time when his sister burst into their room about a new date and asking his opinion on everything. He was fine with it usually; if it wasn't for an essay he had forgotten about that was due Monday morning.

He had gained somewhat of a fashion sense, especially since his sister was always asking his opinion and he genuinely wanted to help her.

"Mabel, the white sweater and pink skirt with your usual black flats, oh, and your pink headband."

Mabel squealed tossing the unneeded sweaters on her bed before jumping on to Dipper's bed, throwing her arms around him," thanks Dip-Dop, what would I do without you!" she laughed before running to the bathroom to change.

Dipper shook his head before looking at the few lines he's written on the too spacious lined paper, it was too bad he had to finish it or he would have gone with Mabel and her newest boyfriend, secretly of course.

She came back a few minutes later, lightly done makeup freshly painted on and smiled when Dipper gave the thumbs up when she twirled in the mirror.

The doorbell rang at 6, her date had arrived, and Mabel bounded down the stairs like a woman on a mission. Dipper didn't know this but she was using online dating, her friends found amazing people so why couldn't she?

Her date Nikolai Wolf, stood on her doorstep looking out of place with his dark clothing, 'please be a vampire' her mind whispered treacherously.

"Mabel? He asked just to be sure, as if she hadn't sent dozens of pictures of herself and the house.

"Yes! You have to be Nikolai!" She grinned, thanking the heavens above that her braces had long been taken out or she would have blinded him.

"Can I call you Nik?" She asked as if she was actually giving him an option, but luckily he said yes before heading towards a van that must be his and his bands, wowie she was going out on a date with a lead singer.

Dipper was walking down the stairs to scope out see Mabel's date but he could only see her smiling face looking at him from the door way before she called out," Dipper, there's left overs in the fridge, be back soon!"

The door slammed, his twins laugh echoing off the walls, an ugly feeling coursed through him as if a sign of the dark unknown had crept into his bones.

Dipper scoffed but decided to keep his ringer on full just as a precaution before making his way back to his room to finish the essay. Unknowing that that was the last time he saw his twin the same before she changed.

Mabel was humming as her date drove to where his band was playing at, they rode in the bands van, inwardly chuckling at the rhyme.

It was messy with knickknacks and wrappers but she didn't mind it, it gave it character.

A dirty red curtain separated the back and the front of the bus but she put little thought into it.

She kept glancing at her date, he is just too mysterious with his dark clothing and his shadowed eyes, possible lined with black eyeliner and smoky eye shadow but whatever.

Plus being his bands lead singer, so hot!

He kept catching her looking at him, and he would grin before turning back to the road.

She felt just a tad weird about the way he looked at her but put it to the side for now, because this was her date and she wouldn't ruin it for a little nervous jitters.

He pulled up to a bar she has seen a few times not having been, she was iffy of going in but her date was here so she would be okay as she took his hand.

She chatted with him as he led her in through the backdoor; he would nod but then would say things that made her melt.

They walked over to a three other dressed like Nik, they were nice if a bit fidgety when they spoke to her, which put her ill at ease.

Mabel was given a drink by one of Nik's band mates as she waited for them to play as they continued to set up their equipment.

Sipping it, Mabel noticed that she was quite hidden in her corner which was a given considering her age, but she could see a few classmates hanging around the pool table and sitting at tables possibly drinking soda or maybe not with how loud they were.

Music began to play, Mabel turned back to the little stage where Nik winked at her, flushing she grinned from her spot.

As he began singing, a familiar smell wafted over her and others but waved it away as the music picked up taking back the lost attention.

Someone began to shout fire but for some reason Mabel felt sluggish in her movements, her mind felt disconnected from her body, she moved yet couldn't really feel herself move.

She willed herself to get out, leave the bar, and go home to Dipper to be safe.

Mabel made it outside as she coughed, the smoke leaving her breathless and body aching, her white sweater dirty and smelling of the fire.

The blaze already consuming the wooden building and roaring to life fueled by the spilled alcohol and the bar area.

She was listless standing in front of the flames seeing the color dance, taunting her with its destructive beauty but couldn't get herself to turn and run home, her mind slipping and trying to catch her thoughts.

Nik suddenly appeared in front of her before tugging her away from the destroyed building by the hand, she tried to talk but found words too hard to form without stumbling.

She saw the band van pull up to them; she would be going home and happily got in the back of the van with Nik's help, but even as her mind felt muddled she could feel the unease rise at the back of her throat, "going home?" She finally got out looking at Nikolai from her position.

He glanced over at her from the passenger seat," sure" he chuckled as if there was a joke she wasn't in on making her curl in on herself no longer ignoring the blaring feeling of 'NOT RIGHT! GO HOME! NOT SAFE'.

Mabel frowned trying to get her thoughts in order as the guys talked over her head as if she couldn't hear them, and with that she was clued into why she was in this situation.

She was to be a sacrifice, for some stupid hope to get popular and get rich as a dumb band, she was drugged lightly but still nonetheless drugged which was why she was so out of it.

Scattered around her were books of cult things and demons, causing her metaphorical hackles to rise at the reminder of a triangular menace.

Mabel was going to show these assholes what happens to jerks that get on a Pines' bad side especially one taught to fight by Grunkle Stan, of course with a dash of Grunkle Ford's lessons from the other side of the portal that saved his life.

She knew she needed her phone but as she tried to get her hand to move it flopped, failing her.

Her own body was failing her.

She was going to die.

The van began to slow signaling to everyone that it was time to tie poor Mabel up to make sure she wouldn't escape, the van lurched to a stop before dragging her out into the dark woods.

They brought Mabel to a clearing where she was laid on the ground; she whimpered trying to move, to fight.

One of the guys, Dirk wanted to back out as she stared at him with pleading eyes, she was about to cry in relief before Nikolai changed his mind.

Her voice broke as she pleaded for her life, but would change to threats as she looked at the band gathered around her chanting, ice coursed through her veins seeping into her very bones as Nikolai raised a knife above his head, above her stomach.

She screamed for all her worth no longer quite forming words, her thoughts full of Dipper waiting for her at home, her Grunkles waiting for school to end to see their great nephew and niece.

The knife came down.

Screams echoed throughout the forest before it tapered off to a cold silence.

A damaged body was tossed into a nearby river along with a bloody knife.


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