A/N: This Fanfic takes place right after the episode The Golf War, and although there are no spoilers for that episode, there are slight spoilers season 2 episode 1; Scaryoke. If you don't want to know the ending to that episode, don't read this story. Gravity Falls does not belong to me, if it did there would be more episodes by now. Night Furies belong to DreamWorks. Now on with the story!
"Stupid Mabel. Stupid Stan. I'm not weak." Dipper Pines muttered, stuffing his hands into his vest pockets. He had stormed out of the Mystery Shack after an argument with his great uncle and twin sister, and now he was trudging through the woods, caring little about the fact that it could rain any minute. He pulled put the number 3 journal and the black light and began to turn through the empty pages, shining the black light on them. He found a few of them still blank, but most of the pages had creatures on them. Suddenly he stopped. In front of him was a small hill leading to a drop-off. A large strip of grass was gone, ripped up from the earth like one of those old dirt road from the 1800's.
"What the_" he started, but was stopped by a growling coming from below the drop-off. Dipper jumped down the first little drop and walked slowly to the steep hill. He got down on all fours and peeked over the edge. A large black winged creature was laying there, tied up, its eyes closed. He gasped and pushes back from the edge, then opened the book up. He fingered through the book until he got to the giant vampire bat page. "Vampire bat?" he took another at the creature. No. This creature had wings, but it clearly had scales, not fur. Then what was it? There was nothing in the journal about it. And why was it tied up? He crawled to the end of the path and climbed down to the bottom and slowly began to approach the creature. He shakily pulled out his pocket knife and took a step toward the creature. As he got close, he realized what is was.
"Is that a_dragon?" he asked out loud. The creature's eyelids suddenly flew open, revealed green-yellow eyes with black slit eyes. Dipper let out a staggered gasp and held the knife close to him, though he knew it wouldn't do any good. It looked at him, its piercing yellow eyes staring at him with fear. A sad sounding groan came from its mouth as its head fell and its eyelids closed. Dipper kneeled down next to the dragon and held the knife above his head. Its eyes shot open as he cut off the ropes. Suddenly it jumped up and pounced on him, pinning him against a rock. Oh gosh. I'm going to die, Dipper thought, his eyes wide with terror. It's going to kill me. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die, he repeated over and over in his mind as the dragon pulled back and opened its mouth. Dipper braced himself for death, but it never came. Instead, the dragon put its feet back on the ground and roared loudly. It hopped off him and took off through the trees, roaring as it went. Dipper shakily stood up and watched as it flew away, then turned and walked off, only to pass out after a few steps.
A/N: Yes, I know this chapter is short. The next one will be much longer, I promise. Bye! :D :D -DF