Bill had one objective: kill them. Kill them all. He tossed and turned in his bed as he thought about the 10 people who would die because of him. Pine tree, shooting star, question mark, llama, heart, ice bag, glasses, six fingered hand, fez and tent of telepathy symbol. Bill groaned quietly and opened his eyes slightly. Yes, you heard correctly. Eyes. You see, Bill had found a way to obtain his physical form without shattering the rift. But it made him very weak in the mindscape, nightmare realm and in reality. But it was all worth it. All he had to do was kill those ten people and weirdmaggedon could happen. No one could stop him. Bill looked like an average seventeen year old human. He was tall and skinny with golden emo hair. It wasn't exactly the look he wanted, but it was all part of his plan. The shooting star, Mabel Pines, would be the first to die.
Bill was on his way to Gravity Falls. He planned on materialising there, but destiny had something different in mind. As if materialising into reality a mile above a river wasn't bad enough, Bill could barely control his human form. He just about managed to find a roadside motel where he could stay for a while. Though he chose the worst motel ever. It was late night, early morning. Bill growled as he sat up in his bed. Moonlight was shining through the window.
"This will all be worth it in the end, Cipher." Bill hissed to himself. He slowly got up and clutched his walking stick. Then he put on his clothes, bowtie and top hat. He really wished that he didn't have to rely on a walking stick, but he was too weak to stand by himself.
"Now, where did I put that piece of-, oh, there it is." he picked up a rolled up piece of parchment. On it was the Cipher Wheel.
"Here we go." he mumbled, pointing at the shooting star symbol. The plan was to find and seduce Mabel, then kill her. But, first of all, he had to get to Gravity Falls.
He waited until seven o'clock, then he went around the side of the Motel to the vending machine. He had some stolen money that he used to buy some Doritos. He got very frustrated when they got stuck in the machine.
"Do you mind?!" snapped a voice, Bill looked up and saw a lady at the window above the machine. She had heard Bill cursing and attacking the machine and was ticked off, "I'm trying to sleep!"
"Mind your own business!" shouted Bill, in a tone that was so threatening that it made the lady back away from the window, "Yeah, you better back away!" he stormed off to the front of the motel and stood beside the road. A car stopped beside him.
"Need a ride?" asked the teenage boy inside, timidly. Bill took a deep breath and put on the sanest voice he could muster.
"Yes, I would." he got into the car and closed the door, "Hey, have you got anything to eat?" the teen held up a packet of Doritos, which Bill snatched and ate ravenously. The teen glanced at him, nervously, then began to drive.
"I'm Thompson." he said.
"I'm Bill…y." said Bill, "Billy." It wasn't the wisest idea to go around Gravity Falls with the name "Bill Cipher", so Billy would have to be his secret identity.
"Are you going to Gravity Falls too?" asked Thompson.
"Yes." said Bill, "Yes, I am." Thompson kept going on and on about different things. Bill didn't pay attention. He just ate his Doritos and looked out of the window. Gravity Falls drew nearer and nearer.
"Sad, right?" said Thompson, Bill glanced over at him.
"Excuse me?"
"That thing I just told you. Sad, right?" he explained. Bill turned to him and smiled like a crazy person.
"Tragic." he agreed. Thompson jumped at his expression.
"We're here." he said, stopping the car. They were just outside the town and it was clear that Thompson wasn't going to drive him any further, "Goodbye, Billy."
"See you around, pal." said Bill, doffing his top hat to the teen. He wanted to skip off, but then remember how weak he was and clutched his walking stick for support. He waited until Thompson's car was out of sight before walking to the Falls.
"Prepare to die, Mabel Pines." he said to the air with the most sinister of smiles.