It was a sunny day and summer has arrived once again in America. Children from all over the states ready themselves for the vacation they've been waiting for since school opened more than a year ago. In a home somewhere in the united states a sibling of twins one a boy, the other a girl, go on with their lives starting out there vacation the way they've been doing it ever since. This is the home of the Pines.
As usual, the boy would start out doing what he wanted and can only do in their boring home in their boring neighborhood. The child plays video games by the computer or his mobile game station like any other child in the country. The girl plays with her cat and listens by the radio of her favorite musical band and enjoys reading her pre-teen magazines. As these two were going on with their lives their mother calls them down the dining room to call for breakfast.
"Dipper, Mabel, breakfasts ready. Will you please come down?" their mother shouted. The twins slowly made their way down the stairs and into the dining room. But as they pass by the living room they noticed their belongings have been compiled inside two bags. This can only mean one thing. "Mom, are we staying with Gruncle Stan again?" Dipper asked.
"Of course, son you could use some culture you know." His father said. "But dad all he let us do is work in the mystery shack all day long and Oregon is boring." He argued. "Oregon is so boring there is even a city named Boring in Oregon." Mabel said. She giggled about it for a moment. "I don't care how boring it's all I know is that you two are better off in your uncles shack than rotting your brains in some video game or Justin Bieber songs. Now pack your things and ill drive you two to Stan."
This is the way the twins have been experiencing their vacation ever since. They would have their parents drive them to their uncle's shack and live in there for the rest of the summer while other kids would have gone to beaches or had better uncles or gone to other countries. Mabel and Dipper now sat in there parents car and now what separates them to their uncle and them is a long boring drive to Gravity Falls, Oregon.
Gravity Falls, Oregon. Population: five hundred is a town nobody seems to know that it actually exists. Considering the fact the town isn't even in the map of the Oregon state, Gravity Falls doesn't get much attention. However it still gets some decent tourists because it is within the Oregon triangle vortex, a popular tourist destination. Also, their uncle owns the Mystery Shack, a tourist trap for those who delve in the mysterious and the unexplainable. Thing is: everything in it is fake. From the plush Bigfoot feet mounted in the walls to the crudely made runic inscriptions. Plenty of people seem to buy it, though.
Halfway through the boring drive just when things were boring enough, this happens. "Alright everybody this is 99.6 radio. To those traveling along the great north-west let us take a trek back up memory lane and listen to the things we use to hear back when we were children along our parents. Coming right up is a cold war classic. Why this is no other than: Passcot reed: The bear flew over the ocean."
"Oh hell no!" Mabel cried obviously not used to listening to good music.
"Oh shut up, you could use some good music, girl." Her father said with a smile.
The girl and her sister were obviously irritated by the boring music she hasn't heard before but just as she wanted to cut her ears of to the "horrible" music she caught herself a break. "We are sorry to interrupt this music marathon but to those traveling to the great north-west please advance with caution. The north-west area is crawling with government troops due to the sighting of a violent militant group known as the Nightingales."
"Who are the nightingales?" the twins asked.
Just as if the radio was listening, they got there answer. "To those who don't know it yet, the nightingales are a violent militant group which will stop at nothing to see America turned into a Neo-Nazi state. They are experts of guerrilla warfare and are known to light entire towns on fire and for killing everyone living in the town. It has also have been confirmed that the nightingales are a sister group of the infamous Ku Klux Klan, which also has been present in the north-west. I am currently in the sight of a massacre of over two hundred men and women killed in a ditch. They didn't even care about the children and the infants. I am also currently near the only survivor of the massacre, Mr. Bob. Bob will you tell us your experience and what was it like staring down the heavily armed militia group?"
They now hear the voice different to the reporter, an old and scruffy voice. "I was just standin` here by myself while suddenly these men come bursting out of nowhere guns blazing. One of them knocked me unconscious with a riffle but and last thing I know I was in my knees and these bastards were blowing the heads of everyone with a beating heart. I managed to get away but not without getting shot at from all sides."
The reporter's voice is heard once again. "Okay thank you Bob for that bit of information. Now the nightingales have been sighted in the north-west region mainly Oregon, fortunately the military has aided the state do fend off the militant group and prevent such a massacre happening again. This is Robert Strauss reporting." The radio continued on the music marathon of cold war classics.
The Pines have finally arrived in the town of Gravity Falls. Nothing much has changed other than a new trade post being constructed in the edge of the town. They managed to arrive in Stan's shack. Nothing much has changed in the shack either. The lazy man can't even put back the S in the Mystery Shack that why it spells like Mystery hack. As usual the car would pull in the front lawn to where Stan was waiting.
Grunkle Stan met the Pines in "opened" arms. "Hello, Stanford. I haven't seen you for more than a year." The twin's father said. "So how are the little assholes?" Stan asked. "Oh, well Dippers have been catching puberty for the first time. And Mabel had been doing well in arts and crafts."
"Oh really?" Stan said. "Let me see my little niece." Mabel changed a little since puberty hit her. However something felt weird in Stan seeing Mabel acting adorably and carefree, seeing her body changing from child to teen made Stan feel a little… Horny. For years Stan hasn't felt the warm body of a woman and has almost forgotten the pleasing moment of Cumming in a woman for the first time. Last time he felt this, he was later enlisted in the army to fight in the the Vietnam War.
Mabel was beside Stan as their parents took picture of them together. Stan has his arm on Mabel's shoulder. He slowly lowered his arm and tried to feel Mabel's developing breast but…
"Hey Stan, make sure you take care of my kids, okay." The twin's father said.
"Oh I will…" Stan said while staring at Mabel in a pedophiles way. Her father walked towards Stan and whispered in his ear "And I swear to god if you ever violate my daughter I will slit your throat open and shove a knife up your ass." Stan slowly stops his pedophile way of fondling in Mabel's body as he grabbed his throat instead. The father of Mabel is well aware of his pedophile history and will stop at nothing to protect his daughter. Unfortunately, he has made a mistake of leaving his daughter to the maniac and it is only a matter of time before he makes his move.
The twins make their last farewells and waved goodbye to their parents as they drove back home. They then looked back at the mystery shack. So old that chinks of wood were falling off the old house. Dipper sighed. "Here we go again. The same old boring vacation in gravity falls." Meanwhile Stan was also looked at the leaving parents of the twins and said "You think your little scare will stop me? By the time I'm done with her she'll be my bitch." Stan spat in the ground as an act of defiance in Mabel's father. "So which one of you little brats wanna work in my shack. It's free!" he said to the two.
The next few days of the twins in Gravity Falls have been the same thing they've been doing ever since they been in the small lazy town for the first time. They often time spent their time cleaning the shack or sometimes help Stan make some fake oddities to make him earn a bigger profit or even become the oddities themselves. Sometimes Dipper would try to have a decent conversation with Wendy, his crush and another misguided teenager living in town. Often times she'll smoke five boxes of cigarettes in a row and oftentimes she'll make out with Robbie, her actual boyfriend that Dipper hated a lot. Mabel, however tend to look at the bright side of things, talking to her odd girlfriends and roll all over the grass. This is the same boring lackluster vacation Dipper had for years and now he has had enough.
One day their uncle let them out on a break and they decided to have their lunch on the local diner. The place was as old as Stan's shack and it was full of cockroaches crawling around. Sometimes a badger or an opossum would come in in the holes of the establishment and Lazy Susan would scare them off with her broom or even a twelve gauge shotgun. Gravity Falls was full of shady characters that Mabel and Dipper have just noticed waltzing around.
Susan came to the three to take their order. "What do three jackasses want?" she asked begrudgingly.
Stan raised his eyebrow. "I'll just have your regular and the boy can just have a tube of ketchup and my niece can have a hotdog, No buns just the hotdog."
"Or maybe I'll just give her a dildo instead." Susan joked. The two old hags laughed.
"What's a dildo?" Mabel asked, obviously too innocent to know.
While the three were waiting for their order three men came in the establishment. They were wearing faded camouflage uniforms and one was wearing a cowboy's hat. They had assault rifles slung around their backs and they seem very hungry. One grabbed a cigarette and proceeded to smoke. "We`ll take the finest food you can serve and make it quick. We have nightingales to hunt!" Shouted the man with a straight face wearing the fancy hat.
The three walked in bold confidence along where the three sat. They sat on the table ahead of them and waited for their order. Dipper was curious so he would try to look at the army men, Just as he was about to walk towards them one of the army men notice "Hey kid, we have no time for your autographs and war stories. We'll be out in here in a flash."
"Are you guys the National Guard?" Dipper asked.
"Yeah so what's it to ya?" The man next to the one with the hat said. He was just about to light another cigarette. "We don't have time for you right now. Get lost `cause our operations secret okay. This is official business only."
The smoke from the cigarette hit the kid in the face and made him cough. He proceeded to go back to their table. Although he is aware of the Nightingales were around he never knew they were in Gravity Falls. A town that doesn't get a lot of recognition due to the fact that nobody knows it's in Oregon. While waiting for the orders he could hear the men talk about something about their operations.
"What's happening currently in the side of the rebels, sarge?" One asked.
"The enemy seems to be besieged within this sector; however we really don't have an actual clue to their exact location. Considering the fact that we may be tightening the noose around the rebels it's only a matter of time before they die out of attrition or dysentery. We should keep up the pressure until we can flush them out. "Another replied.
"Excellent. I can't wait to get the fuck out of this town. This place gives me the creeps." One said to the previous one.
After the three had their lunch they went back into the mystery shack from where they proceeded to what they were just doing before they went into the dinner. It truly made Dipper sick of his life in Gravity Falls considering how they've been doing the same thing over and over again. While the three were out cleaning the fallen leaves and fixing the fake totenpole the twins had a conversation.
"Mabel," Asked Dipper. "Don't you think Gruncle Stan is being a little I don't know… a jerk?"
Mabel answered, "Not really. I mean his uncle Stan and I'm pretty sure it's for the best of us."
"Really it's for the best of us to do everything he wants that we are not supposed to do while he sits in his couch and watch TV. I don't think that's what he's supposed to do."
"It's not half that bad. At least he gives us money." Mabel replied.
"Stan doesn't give us money, look at this," he showed the fake money crudely drawing Abraham Lincoln and etching on the bottom: "This is real."
"We've been having the same old boring vacation in Gravity Falls and he doesn't even give us any credit to what we have done to him. He always locks up the room and acts grumpy every time."
"Maybe he's doing some important computer thingy."
I don't think so." Dipper said. "He keeps saying he`s just masturbating or something. I don't even know what that is."
Mabel shrugged. "All of that isn't that bad. I'm pretty sure this time I'll have a romantic summer."
Dipper sighed. "You've been saying that since two thousand twelve, Its twenty thirteen now."
"Maybe I'll get a second chance I guess." She said.
The two continue out their jobs in maintaining the surroundings of the shack tidy. They were also nailing poster in the trees to help Stan attract more visitors in his novelty shop. After sometime the two kids seem to drift further and further out of the forest and they seem to be lost. At first they thought it was all but nothing until it suddenly hit them like a concrete wall.
They looked around the vast forest that they were lost in. It happened so quick that they barely realized it. They looked up the top of canopies that blotted out the sunlight and it almost looked like afternoon in where they stand. They had no idea how they were lost in the forest yet they still moved on.
"Mabel i…I think were lost" Dipper finally said.
Mabel tried to clear her throat but finally said "Don't be so silly, maybe were just getting to know nature more I guess?"
"Is that a question or an answer? I'm pretty were lost so I think we have to retrace our footsteps." The boy said.
As the two walked across the forest they could feel the desperation seep through their heads. It isn't clear who is to blame to why these two were to be lost out in the wilderness but if anyone is to blame it had to be Stan. As they walked around the land they discover an almost impenetrable thicket through the woods but to no avail were they able to pass through it. As they were walking along their path something caught Mabel's eye.
"Look over there I think that's the mystery shack!" she pointed.
"I don't think that's the mystery shack" Dipper observed. "It looks a little too old and we've only been lost for a while so I don't think that's home."
"Maybe we should ask the owner if he knows where the road is "Mabel suggested.
The two ran towards the house built so mysteriously in the forest outside Gravity Falls. Obviously no one would build a house in the middle of nowhere with nothing around but twigs and pine cones to live off to. The twins proceed with caution towards the house. The house was only a small hut about one storey high and seems to be crudely built by someone with only a few tools to use. The house seems to be made entirely of wood and it appears that nobody seems to pay much attention on decoration of the log cabin or hut to lift up the atmosphere of the place. It looks as though the place they built was just hurried up as they were on hurry or something.
The two approached the door of the house. It seemed so much larger up close than from a far. They knocked for three times. It looks as though nobody was living in the house anymore. The two tried to knock again. "Hello?" Dipper and Mabel shouted to get the attention of the home owner.
Nobody answered.
"Hello, is someone there? Were lost and we really need to know where we are." Dipper shouted again He looked into the window and see that it was covered by drapes and he couldn't see through.
"I can't see through the window," Dipper said to Mabel. Mabel bit her lip in impatience 'Let me try again this time." She walked up towards the door.
"IF ANYONE IS HOME CAN YOU PLEA—"as she was slamming her fist on the door it suddenly opened by itself. Cold, eerie air seeped out. The two looked at each other in fear.
"Which one of us comes in first?" Dipper asked.
"Let's play rock paper scissors to find out" Mabel suggested.
They took bets on which one would enter first. Whoever wins rock paper scissors enters first. In the first draw Dipper got a scissor while Mabel a rock. "Best two out of three" he said in a shy manner.
"Nope"
"Darn it" he slowly opened the door of the abandoned cabin. It was dark and relatively empty than he expected. The place has a small fireplace which was burnt out and two couches facing it. As Dipper stepped in he could hear the creek of the wooden tiles laid in the floor. Although the attic in the mystery shack was creaky as well this one sounded more empty and sharp, like as if someone is sneaking in and about to kill someone. As he looked further he saw the living room also had a small kitchen ahead and an unopened door which may be the living room. As the two walked further in the dark room they heard something roll. "What was that!?" Mabel silently shrieked in a squeaky tone, unable to clear her throat.
Dipper looked at the floor and what rolled down to his shoe was a red small cap. It had a small copper filament at the back of it He smelled that cap and it smelled acidic and smoky. He recognizes what this cap is. It was all too obvious.
It was a spent shotgun shell. They were inside a crime scene.
As they ventured on further in the dark they saw one of the pictures hanging by the wall and some in the ground, with broken glass all over it. Mabel picked up one of the picture frames and wiped away the dirt and dust. The picture shows a man standing and in the background was the famous arch of Saint Louis. He was wearing a cap and a vest and his eyes were covered in shades. He looked like an innocent person and the twins wonder why someone would try to kill a man who had a perfect life. They walked towards the door and try to see what was inside.
Mabel smelled something funny "Dipper, did you fart again?"
"No why?"
"Don't try to cover it, you farted." She teased.
"I did not." Dipper said in defense. "Maybe you farted!"
"I didn't fart. Girls like me never fart or make a mess." She smiled, full of herself. They still don't know where the smell was coming from. As they went nearer the funny smell became worse and worse, like rotting eggs and formaldehyde and skunk smell. They soon realized that it was coming from the door in the darkness.
They stepped towards the door and the smell getting so horrible Mabel covered her mouth using the collar of her sweater. They reached the door and opened the lock and discovered the cause of the horrible strength.
"OH MY GOD!" Mabel cried. She vomited at the sight that she saw.
Apparently two rotting corpses were on the floor, one by the bed. A man and a woman were bound and had the top of their heads blown off. The grey matter and blood spills over the ground and splatters in the wall. They noticed that in the left corner of the bedroom as they edged nearer they saw a box and it was open. The box was red and brownish of old blood and cut up parts of an infant child were the contents of the box. It probably was a massacre of a family. Mabel was too busy vomiting; Dipper also vomited as well but was hit by a realization.
"Mabel didn't you hear the news and the army men. The Nightingales are in Oregon. They made this massacre. The Nightingales are coming to Gravity Falls!"
"Whaa... What? S-sorry, I was too busy hurling my insides out so hard I feel like I can vomit a rainbow…" She vomited again and this time it was all over her new sweater. "Oh no… This is my favorite sweater."
"I said the Nightingales are approaching Gravity Falls. The news reporter said that the Nightingales light entire towns on fire and kill every single living being in it. Don't you realize it, huh? Gravity Falls is the next town to burn!"
Mabel gasped then vomited again. "W-we need to warn e-everyone." She said weakly.
The two walked away from the room to warn the citizens of Gravity Falls from a possible Nightingale attack. What ran through their mind were the children and the women that would be caught in the crossfire and get killed. Or even worse they would have been torqued to death instead and have the living suffer physically and mentally. They approached the door then suddenly Dipper noticed something in the floor. He checked it again and one of the tiles of wood in the floor seem to hollow. Instinctively he'll look on the flooring to see what's wrong. "Dipper, we don't have time for this" Mabel urged.
"Wait, something's wrong with this wooden tile." He said.
"We don't have time for a room renovation!"
"Wait just a minute" he looked on the tile he stepped at. The other sound creaky while the other sounded hollow and felt hard. "I think there's something under this tile." He picked up a nearby fire poker and lodged it in between the seam in the wooden tile. He used his strength to pry open the tile and he managed to reveal what was inside. It was a small metal box.
"Dipper we don't have time for this. It's probably just the severed head of the baby." Mabel urged her brother. She was already tugging at Dippers arm. Dipper resisted and try pick up the rusty metal box. As he picked it up it was sealed by a metal cap which was too tight for him to open with his hand, thankfully, he happened to carry a Swiss army knife and used the flat blade to open the tight lid. As he opened it he saw the contents of the metal box. It was a book.
A note was written to the front of the book. Dipper read it "Whoever will find this book please give it to the people. You have to understand what is written in it. Is a matter of national security?" Dipper looked at the book and the note. "Whoever owns this book probably was hiding it from the Nightingales." He said.
"We really need to go now!" his sister said. She was tugging at his arm again.
"Wait let me just take a look…" Dipper lifted the cover of the tattered blue book that he just found. The first five pages were blank and he thought that it has nothing to hold then he finally found the writing within
"July seventh two thousand eleven, Dear diary, things are getting worse and worse in Washington D C. I was instructed by my leader to go into covert ops against our enemy. I really don't know how I'll deal with these guys as I was just new on the inner circle. I really wish I can just get back on my life as an average office worker but my friends and country needs me. How many times must our group suffer? My men are falling back on all sides and I must hide myself from the Illuminati."
"The illuminati," Dipper wondered. He could have sworn that he heard it from somewhere.
The Illuminati is a fictional cult drummed up by crazy conspiracy theorists in order to explain the wrong doings in the country and the world. They say that the illuminati have the media ad religion under their control and have total and absolute power over the senate. Obviously the illuminati is fake but what Dipper wonders is why would a person that lives in the middle of nowhere know about it and why would the nightingales execute him and his family about it.
"Can we just go," Mabel asked. "He's probably the son of the crazy old man by the lake."
"Wait he can't possibly be crazy. I mean his son hates him and he lives only a few blocks away from the Mystery Shack. This man is obviously on to something. Mabel, will you close the door and open the lights?"
She closed the door and locked it. The light bulb was switched on and it hang loosely over their heads. It wasn't a florescent bulb. Dipper read on.
"July twenty two thousand and eleven, I was urging my wife to move into Oregon but she said that she wants to stay in Chicago, Illinoi. She's five months pregnant and she wanted to give birth where her family would see her labor. I really wanted her to go to Oregon because my ` business` is moving to Oregon state. I managed to convince her to go to Oregon and I said that we are moving to Gravity Falls. How could I have known about that town? Simple: my friends told me to go there. They say that the Bilderberg's are having a meeting in Oregon which is unusual because they usually meet in Europe, in France to be exact in Hotel La Bilderberg. "
Dipper turned the next few pages. "August ten, Dear diary, we made it to Gravity Falls. Things were empty in here and people seem to act a little screwy. Also the town seems to have a menacing aura that I can't seem to put my finger on. I took a look into the town for a little bit. I saw the Dusk 2 Dawn a local convenience store that was closed since nineteen ninety nine because of an elderly couple were murdered by a heavily armed gang group from the Oregon White Power Movement: a Nazi gang which used to terrorize Gravity Falls. Using my carpenter skills that I learned I decided to build a house outside the town and establish my own home in the forest. With the help of two men from the town we begin our construction."
Mabel took the book from Dipper and read the next page. "November eighteen, after three months of construction, our hard labor was finally rewarded by seeing my new home that I built and planned out was finished. The home of the Wilsons is finally built. I also heard from the local doctor that my wife is expected to give birth within the next week or possibly more. I felt proud for a while and I almost forgot what my mission in Gravity Falls, Oregon was. I have to get my bearings going for this is the greatest contribution that I can give to the Nightingales."
Dipper was confused "Wait. If he's a member of the nightingales then why did they kill him and his family? He even said that his mission was the greatest contribution from the group. "
Mabel shrugged "Maybe it's because he`s a traitor of some kind. Also why is he fighting for his country? I thought the Nightingales hate America."
"Maybe the media got it all wrong. Read on, please."
"Okay" She turned the next page. "November twenty eight, my family is finally complete as my wife Candace finally gave birth to a healthy two and a half kilogram child. The doctor said that it was a girl and she was pretty well fed. We decided to name her Athena in honor of the Greek goddess of wisdom and warfare. She was also known as the goddess of democracy: The very thing that the Nightingales and I are fighting for. It was originally intended that the nightingales are peaceful organization to let the people know about the cult by a non-violent way. Unfortunately they started it by shooting fifty of our own men dead and taking twenty five more in prison. I recently found out that they were taken in an underground concentration camp in Fort Weather were they may be tortured or starved to death. A few days after my wife gave birth I managed to penetrate through the shroud of the Bilderberg's. Considering how I was a former secretary of a recently closed down agricultural business company the Bilderberg`s let me in the conspiracy."
'January third twenty twelve, new year was pretty bland here by comparison to Illinoi. What Gravity Falls would do to celebrate the new year is all of it five hundred or more inhabitants would come out and look at the large screen and count down for the new year. Then maybe they'll see a few fireworks in the sky and then they'll go back to their homes like as if nothing happened. I managed to meet the town's most famous inhabitants: the Family Northwest. They were the descendants of Nathaniel Northwest: a local legend in the town and said founder of Gravity Falls five years after the American Civil War as an attempt to honor the Oregon Trail. He served under General Stone wall and fended off Picket`s charge in Gettysburg scoring eighteen kills with his musket. I met Mr. Northwest and his spoiled daughter Pacifica Northwest. That girl was a pain in the butt as she is the meanest girl I ever met. Also, Mrs. Northwest has a darker aura in him, like as if he is just wearing a mask and underneath that mask lies something sick and foul."
The children didn't know what they thought about the Nightingales. Mabel and Dipper were they may just been fooled into thinking that the Nightingales are a violent Militant group and make America into a Neo-Nazi state. It was probably just a lie to what the author of the book was saying but it seems that he is telling the truth, however the fact that he believes in the Illuminati made them a little unsure. The three were just about to open the door and close the lights until they heard the sound of a car engine. They heard the car stop and the door open and slam shut. The twins hid under the window. "I wonder who that could be." Mabel questioned. She lifted up the blinds of the window and slowly peeked through and saw a white and black car with a sleek shape. There was a red and light flashes and two men were standing in the front lawn of the house. "It's the police!' Mabel reported.
The men wore county police uniform and one was wearing a badge. They were both wearing county police hats and one of them has the skin color white and the other black. The white county police man was thin and skinny and walked awkwardly while the black one was short and fat and wore shades. They were both wielding shotguns and have batons and pistols in their belt. They walked towards the door as they walked the two could hear some of their conversations.
"You idiot, you said yourself that you'll tear the place apart just to find his evidence" Said the black sheriff.
"How do ya expect me to do that "The white deputy replied." All I know is that I'm sure I had that fukin` house ransacked and I'm sure we found nothin`.
"You drill bit, you do are aware were dealing with Edward Wilson. That motherfucker can hide an elephant in a refrigerator. If we don't find that book or whatever it is we`ll have our skins ripped off and our heads mounted on a wall. You hear me?"
"Yeah, I hear ya" the white man replied.
"Good. Now because of you, we have to haul our asses from the police station and look all over this place all over again."
"What are they doing, Mabel?" Dipper asked.
"I think it's the police men from the town, maybe their investigating about the murder. I heard something about the book though" Mabel replied.
"They want the book? Dang, the writer of this book is right. Gravity Falls does have a dark secret and they wanna keep it as a secret."
Meanwhile on the two cops 'now listen to me and you listen quickly: Mr. Northwest wants that evidence back okay. If we don't get that thing back were fucked!"
"Oh no!" cried the white man.
'See, that's why Mr. Northwest is a hard to please man. You don't wanna know what he did to the previous ones who had our job." The two approached the door. "However, he is a man who gives a lot if you do his job right. I heard that he`ll let us go in a vacation. Where did you always wanted to go again?"
The two looked at each other "Long island water falls, blue lake Michigan., Yee-Haw!" They shouted.
The twins hid their selves under a table which was turned over. The door was locked at that time. "What the… Some motherfucker probably was in this house before!" The police men kicked the door down. It fell with a loud thud and the handle rolled across the floor. "That's one way to enter a brothel" the white man said with a proud stance.
The sheriff rolled his eyes. "Can you just get your shit together and let's get this over with?"
The men have their guns cocked and ready to shoot they still talked through the room. "If we find this book or whatever it is those Nightingale bitches aint` going to win this war. Now way anyone is going to believe their crazy conspiracies."
The deputy laughed. "Yeah, like the way they laugh at Alex Jones and Jessie Ventura. Ain't no way anyone's gonna believe `em. "
The twins were still hidden from the table that they were hiding from. Unfortunately a cockroach happened to crawl over Mabel She shuddered and tried to pat it off. "Get this thing off me!" She silently screamed.
"Hey, did you hear something?" The black sheriff asked. His guns swerved to the direction where the twins were hiding. 'I swear I heard something."
"It's probably just the wind" the deputy replied.
"No way can the wind talk."
"Maybe its Jesus talkin` at us" the deputy said.
"I don't believe in such shit" Replied the sheriff.
The sheriff edged nearer at the turned over table that the twins were hiding at. Mabel and Dipper were frozen in fear as they could hear the creaking steps of the men get nearer and nearer at their location. Mabel was starting to hyperventilate, her breath steaming up the side of the table that they are crouched at. Dipper readies for his Swiss army knife. Suddenly they heard the steps stop and the two fell silent. The fear on their head was so strong that it seems to solidify and turn into a knife and were pressed in Mabel and Dipper`s throats. Then the men started walking again however on the opposite direction. The twins breathed a sigh of relief. They now know that the men were just continuing their sweep. Their bodies relaxed because the fear has gone away.
Suddenly the table went flying to the right and the two were exposed. The two men have found their hiding spot. "Look over hear I found a fucking pair!" the sheriff shouted.
"AHHHHH!" the twins screamed.
The sheriffs swing his shotgun and it hit Dipper square in the face. The deputy lunged at his back and continued to hit him in the head using his baton. As he looked to his left he discovered that Mabel was under attack. She was being dragged out of the room and into the outside.
"LET MY SISTER GO!' Dipper shouted.
The two were tossed out of the lawn and tossed out in the ground and they landed in the ground face first. They slowly struggled back up as they were writhing in pain. As they got up Dipper was pistol whipped in the jaw, knocking a few teeth out. Mabel was hit in the top of her head with a rifle butt. She was now dragged up the ground and a pistol was aimed at her head. "I can just squeeze the trigger and your sisters dead!" The sheriff looked at Dipper up close in the face, violating his personal space. "Now tell me what were you just doing inside that house or I swear ill blow her head off."
"No… I'll tell you if you let my sister go!" The boy replied.
"You son of a bitch…" He was kicked in the stomach so hard that it let him spit out blood in his mouth. Mabel also had a rifle butt shoved up her stomach. Blood was dripping out of her mouth. Blood then mixed with tears as she was crying. She spat out what they were just doing earlier.
"W-we… We just got lost and and w-we found this house and we thought someone was home and…" She fell s silent and shook her head.
"Tel me more little girl" The sheriff lifted up her head and looked at her eye to eye. "Tell me more of what you two were doing there!"
"Nooo!" Dipper screamed and tried to lunge at the sheriff with his Swiss army knife. The man grabbed the arm as he was about to stab and countered with a head butt. He writhed in pain. The deputy laughed. "Oh look; city boy is tryin` to make his first kill, how cute." The deputy holding Mabel pistol whipped her again in the head. "Now tell me what you saw in there."
"D-don't t-tell him… Mabel." Dipper said weakly.
"Okay that's it I've had enough of you." The sheriff held Dipper in his back and aimed his pistol at his head. "If you two didn't tell me what was in there within the count of ten ill blow both of your heads off."
The sheriff started to count down. "Ten… Nine… Eight… Seven…" Each number gets them closer and closer to death. Mabel bit her lounge but wanted to speak but didn't have any choice but to stay silent. She has become so weak that she can no longer talk. Now the two looked at each other and through the looks in their eyes they bid their farewells. They are crouched in the woods in the middle of nowhere with a gun pointed in their head and now they pay the price of democracy.
"Six… Five… Four… Three…" The countdown went on and now Mabel and Dipper have one two seconds left to live in the world.
"Two… One—"
"LET THEM GO RIGHT NOW!"
"What the..?" The sheriff and Deputy looked at the direction of the sound.
A man in a hooded figure stands at the forest. His mouth was covered by a black bandana. He had a sleek body and was wearing grey cargo pants and was wearing a black leather jacket with a hood over his head. He was all alone. He doesn't look armed but he was standing bravely. His black eyes stare at the two police men with great intensity. Mabel and Dipper were dropped on the ground. They looked at the black figure standing in defiance looking towards the cops. For a moment nobody talked. His words hang by the air. Suddenly the deputy laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha! Looky, looky sounds like someone is tryin` to be a hero!" He laughed again, saliva dripping from his mouth.
"Get lost you asshole. Get along your pussy ass assassins creed Cosplay. This is official business only" said the sheriff to the figure.
"So it's official business if two men are hurting two innocent children, huh?" The hooded figure replied. His voice was cold and raspy. "Let them go or else I won't have to kill you."
The two men looked at each other and laughed. "Oh yeah, Oh yeah? So watcha gonna do? Disappear in the darkness and get back to your mother`s basement" Teased the sheriff.
"I said let them go!" The hooded figure said again.
The two police men walked towards the figure laughing. "Here's the deal, Ezio. I'm gonna get you some pussy so that you won't be such a gay ass virgin anymore and in return you can go fuck yourself" The sheriff then walked towards the man face to face. "Get lost!" The Sheriff said. He then swung his pistol to hit the hooded man but like lightning he manages to grab his arm. The sheriffs laughing gaze then turned into confusion and anger. "Hey, let go of my fucking arm you prick!" He tried to pull his arm back but it didn't budge.
"I warned you" the hooded man said coldly.
Like a flash he pulled the sheriffs arm towards him and then he pulled out a knife in his sleeve. His knife went inside the sheriff's arm so deep that the tip was protruding out. The sheriff went down.
"AHHHHHHH!" The sheriff's arm was bleeding profusely.
"YESS!" The twins weakly hissed, looking at the commotion.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" The deputy rushed to the sheriff`s aid by trying to shoot the hooded figure. He kicked the pistol of and punched the deputy three times, in the left and right ribs and in the jaw.
"Gahhhh!" The deputy reached for his baton and swung forward. He swiftly dodged it and back flipped two times backward.
The black sheriff looking on was afraid and confused. "What is this, when American Ninja Warriors attack?!" He tried to reach for his baton as well but the hooded man was on him and started stomping at the man's head. He stomped at the man's head so hard that at his hardest stomp the man's head cracked open like a watermelon and blood and brain matter flopped into the ground and seeped in. He looked at the red mess that he made suddenly as he was about to turn forward, the deputy attacked.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" the deputy rushed at the hooded man and this time it was too quick for him to dodge. It hit him on the top of his head and he fell on the ground hard. He was over the hooded man's body and he was beating down the man with his shotgun. The hooded man was fumbling to block his head from the attack but to no avail. The man then loaded his gun and aimed it at the hooded man's face. "I'll fucking blow yo head up so hard that the whole state will hear it!" The deputy said, his eyes blazing with anger over the loss of his partner. The twins were looking at the two fighting for their lives.
"W-we… We have to s-save the hooded g-guy." Mabel said to Dipper, barely conscious. Dipper tried to stand up and grabbed his Swiss army knife. He slowly stood up and then ran as quickly as he can and then stabbed the deputy who was trying to kill the hooded man. He felt a sharp pain in his back and then tried to slam his whole body down Dipper. He was then over Dipper and then aimed his shotgun at him. He was just about to shoot when Dipper grabbed the gun then shakes it away then the gun went off. Dipper was so weak fighting that he went limp.
"DIPPER NOOOO!" Mabel screamed as he thought that the deputy shot his brother to death. The hooded man then managed to get up and wrapped his arm around the deputy in a choke hold. He then slammed the police man down the ground with a huge thud. He managed to pick up the shotgun then struck the deputy lying on the ground in the head. He then loaded the next slug in with the plunger and aimed it at the deputy's head.
"W-wait, NOOOOOO!" The deputy shouted as the hooded man squeezed the trigger. His head was blown up to no recognition. Skull fragments, blood, brain matter flew around the air like fireworks. It covered the top body of the hooded man. He looked over the mess he just made and screamed in exhaustion and anger. He was panting loudly and then looks at the two children. Dipper was lying in the ground.
Dipper lost so much blood that he was passing out. Mabel was also suffering the same thing. The man then rushed in to their aid but was unable to appreciate his help because the blacked out due to exhaustion and loss of blood.