Author's note:
I do not own gravity falls.
chapter's just an intro, that's why it's short as hell. Grammar is shite. This is an AU fic, means that I get to change a lot or several facts and what not.
Help in improving is always appreciated. Flames will be donated to the hobos who'll need your burning flames to warm their frigid bodies.
The sound of steel cutting through air, permeated through the woods. Sounds of grunts and groans accompanying it.
The sudden sound of what is akin to a revolver's cylindrical bullet chamber rotating rung through the air.
Then, another sound of bullets piercing flesh and bones was heard. Occasional thuds from booted feet accompanied by heavy thuds from somekind of limbs with clawed digits pierced the cacophony of the forest.
A soul crushing roar pierced the cacophony of the forest. Immediately silencing the whole forest.
The huff and puff of a teenager not older than 17 was the only sound that did not get silenced by the roar.
The unknown teenager's right hand slowly made its way behind him, and threw a circular object infront of him. A scaly tail swatted the makeshift bomb away from it. It exploded and created a smoke cloud large enough to briefly cover both of them.
'God damn it! That was my last experimental bomb.'
The teen frowned. He won't need it that much but he always hated using one. Using one means gathering ingredients. It so happens that the ingredients needed to make this anti-monster bomb can only be found in several areas around the world and no where else. Not to mention that creating one is a slow and tedious process. So all in all, creating one is fucking annoying.
He shook himself from his thoughts and quickly got out of the smoke cloud. He smirked. Who thought that mixing grapeshot and dragon's dream had this kind of effect. He made it so that dragon's dream would not quickly combust but spread it when the grapeshot exploded.
He quickly formed the sign for Igni and aimed at the smoke filled area. Just as expected, the whole area that was covered in smoke spontaneously combusted.
The beast emitted a loud cry of pain before going down like a tree.
"6 bullets, a bottle of special blade oil, and my last experimental dragon's Grapeshot." He finished with a sigh. "All of that for a forktail"
"You'd think that after years of technological advancement and the creation of guns, it would be easier to kill monsters?" He said. He slowly unlatched the latch on an odd shaped mask. The mask was made so, that only the lower half of the teens face would be completely covered by ebony colored leather and metal. The mask had a bullet proof glass to protect the wearers eyes shaped like a visor. The lower half looked like a gas mask, only a lot more sleeker than the somewhat bulky design. The teen was also wearing a leather coat with small chainmail paddings on its shoulders, chest, shoulder blades area, and upper arms. Underneath the coat is another layer of chainmail(1). Strapped behind him was a longsword with a cylindrical object akin to a revolver's bullet chamber merged with the crossguard. Which also looks bent(2).
"evolution and adaptation, huh?" he glanced upwards. "letting monsters adapt and evolvejust to survive the modern world. Thus gaining the ability to withstand bullets and low grade explosive, what a cruel way of pushing humanity forward" with his piece said, he walked towards his destination, clipping his metal mask besides his .454 casull raging bull. Every step taken, decreases the distance between the place that will be the mixing bowl of action and weirdness in Llamanic's life...
"Gravity falls, Oregon...huh... Hopefully this doesn't blow up on my face, like in Idaho."
Little author's note:
(1) the coat looks like the standard witcher 3 Kaer Morhen chest armor and a leather tail coat attached.
(2) Dante's sword in DmC devil may cry, ya know the one where he gets to be a punkish sexual deviant and all that jazz. Imagine Rebellion with a revolver bullet chamber merged inside its crossguard.