I do not own 'Gravity Falls'
Wish come true
It was nearly over.
Their summer, their magical summer. It had been a summer of wondrous, yet horrible adventures. It had been full of mind boggling mysteries and heart shattering secretes. Some had been answered, many hadn't even been touched.
Now it was coming to a close.
As soon as Dipper got Mabel down for the night.
"Come on Mabel, be reasonable!" Dipper begged as he chased her.
"No, I don't wanna!" Mabel whined while running.
The ending of Summer had been hard for Mabel. It had been hard for Dipper as well, but he was able to handle it in a mature way. Mabel was not capable of that. It was why he was currently chasing her around their room.
Eventually he just could't keep up.
Where is she getting all that energy? He thought to himself. Maybe she was on to something with all that Mabel-aid.
"Okay, what do you want?" He gasped.
He noticed her eyes sparkle before she composed herself.
"Why Dipper, do you think I'm just making this difficult for you just to gain something?" She asked with false innocence. "You're right!"
"Well, what did you-Ah!"
Before he could finish, she grabbed him by his sleeve and yanked him. She pulled him towards their window where she sat him down and joined him in a prayer like position.
"Wish with me." She ordered.
"What?"
"Make a wish with me."
They looked into the night sky, decorated with stars they'd never be able to see back home. They spoke as one in a manner that only twins could, completely in sync with each other.
"Star light, star bright, First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish I wish tonight." They paused to think of a wish.
I wish Mabel's wish came true. Dipper thought.
"I wish we could stay in Gravity Falls." Mabel spoke to the stars.
"Mabel, if you say it out loud, it won't come true." Dipper explained.
"Like you wished for anything different." Mabel smirked.
They climbed into their beds and awaited for sleep to claim them. And waited. And waited.
"Dipper?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you asleep?"
"No."
"Me either, can't wait to see mom and dad." Mabel stated with eagerness. "How about you?"
The male twin paused as he considered his words.
"I guess...I don't want to sleep." Dipper reasoned. "I know that when I wake up, we'll be leaving. Leaving our friends, our home, adventure and...everything. To go back to regular society."
"Nothing a goodnight sleep on Night time Mabel-aid can't cure." His sister declared as she climbed from her bed.
"What?" Was all he got out before she pulled a cup from under her bed.
Mabel kept a spare glass under her bed to get herself to sleep if she didn't want to wait to crash from her sugar-high. It would knock her out, even after a sugar binge, in a matter of seconds.
"Here, drink this." She ordered.
"Uh?" There was at least eight reasons to be worried about the drink. "What is it?"
"Less talking, more drinking!" She ordered.
Dipper took the drink and sniffed it, no smell. He gave it an experimental sip. It was a strange mix, he could taste pit soda and some kind of medicine. He hoped it was medicine. He chugged it all and turned to Mabel.
"There." He stated. "I finished it."
"Good, now sleep." Mabel spoke.
Just as the words left her mouth, Dipper began having a reaction. He felt light headed as the room around them began spinning.
"Wha-?" He slurred. Did my sister just drug me?!
"Now, all you need is sleep." Mabel assured as she laid him down. "And you'll be right as rain."
He laid back and decided to listen to her. Even if her methods were unorthodox, she always had his best interest at heart. That didn't mean his best interest happened the way they would have liked.
Unbeknownst of the twins, their wish was met with results. Across the starry night sky a streak flew by in a blaze of glory. It's shine covering up the cruel truth behind it's purpose.
Dipper felt light, practically weightless. As if he were floating. No, he was floating, he was moving.
Huh, a semi-lucid dream? He theorized. Or Mabel's drug got me high. He hoped it was the first. No...its something else. Something familiar. He took notice of the grey-toned...everything. All around him things felt still, yet they moved on. Birds flew, Mabel slept peacefully and time progressed with the tick of the clock. It seemed that he was back in the Mind-scape.
Questions began to run through his mind. Why was he here? How was he hear? Was there any immediate danger? After a frantic moment of wondering to himself, he guessed not. Usually something would have happened to him by now.
Dipper finally became aware of the sensation in the back of his mind, somewhere between a buzzing and a pulling. It gave him the strangest sensation that something was wrong. And that he needed to be there.
He flew out of the attic and into the night air. He couldn't help but stop and look at the woods that housed so much weird things. It was...off, even by it's own standards. It was silent.
As he stared at it, a fog began to settle over his mind. The sensation again, it was drawing his attention and blocking everything else, stronger than ever. And like a moth to the flame. It was slowly beckoning to him, drawing him in. Demanding he give himself over to it.
Either through the unknown pull or his own curiosity, Dipper followed. He let the pull guide him through the night forest, never stopping, even to examine random oddities.
Finally, he came to an empty road. Or it was. A second after he arrived, a light appeared at the end of the road, temporarily blinding him. Once he regained his sight, he realized it was a car, one that seemed familiar. He was sure he knew the car.
It can't be. Dipper thought. Curiosity getting the better of him, Dipper flew down into the car and into the back seat. It is!
There, talking in the front seat, were two people that Dipper would never forget, and neither would Mabel. After all, these two were the ones that gave the twins life.
"Mom, dad?" Dipper asked aloud.
The two snapped their heads to the back seat, where they thought they had seen their son's voice. But it was empty, as it should have been. Then they turned to each other to confirm their suspicious
"Must be our imaginations." The dad reasoned. "Our excitement to see the kids."
"Do you think they'll be surprised?" A feminine voice asked.
"I know they will be." A male voice answered. "I can't wait to hear about the mysteries Dipper cooked up."
"Or the quirky antics Mabel was involved in." Their mother stated. "Those videos of gummy worms only tell so much."
They shared a laughter at the thought of their children.
Weird. Dipper thought. He had assumed his parents wouldn't have been able to hear him, yet they did. Then again, Mabel had been able to hear him though sock puppets. It was confusing. Maybe he wasn't as adept in dreams as he thought.
"Where are we?" The question was met with a shrug.
They honestly had no idea. They should have reached the town by now, or some sign, a city marker, something. It seemed that in all his driving through the woods, they actually had gotten lost. He had no idea what was happening right now, just that it was bad.
"Let's ask someone for directions?" Mrs. Pines stated.
"Who?" Mr. Pines asked as he scanned the empty road.
"How about...them?" She offered pointing at two upcoming forms. The Pines men followed her finger to the figures.
Dipper realized that it was him, two of him! It took him a moment of confusion but once he saw the numbers on their hats he remembered. They were the paper-Dipper clones, 3 and 4, that he had sent them off to steal Robbie's bike and that was the last he has saw of them. He had assumed that they had been washed away in the rain or some random spray of water.
Guess I'm more resourceful than I thought? Dipper wondered.
It was then that he noticed that they were running. In fear. They were constantly looking over their shoulders, something was after them. Something bad. One clone, Dipper four, fell and the other, Dipper 3, paused to look, debating whether or not to help. He made his decision and ran leaving his fallen clone to pick himself up and continue running.
The first thing he wandered was what had scared them so badly, and he got his answered. In the woods by the road was a mass of something, hidden in the dark. Only one thing about the entity was visible, a pair of glowing white eyes.
The creature lunged at the fallen clone, eager to claim it's helpless prey. The clone had enough time for a choked cry before the creature tore through him with one swipe. The beast gave a howl in aggravation, probably because the clone couldn't bleed as it had hoped. It just...tore like paper. The remaining clone began to convulse in fear before his legs began running again. He didn't get far before he met the same fate.
With the clones...dead, the monster turned and looked at the car. And Dipper had the strangest feeling that the monster was looking at him.
"Pine...tree." The creature hissed, it's voice like venom. "He has awaken...and come to end all."
Suddenly, it felt as if Dipper's mind came to a sudden halt. Those words ringing in his head, weighing heavily on him for reasons he couldn't understand.
"Honey, I'm scared." The twins mother spoke.
"Me too." The father admitted.
The beast finally made it's motion towards the family car. Finally broken from their horrified trance, the parents took this as the signal to leave as fast as they could.
Mr. Pines put the car in reverse and began to drive backwards, hoping to get away from the monster.
The monster gave a howl before it began running after the retreating vehicle. Faster and faster in gained on them, even as Dipper's dad pressed the gas for all it was worth. To his horror, the beast leapt over the vehicle and onto the other side of it. If Mr. Pines didn't act, they would crash into the monster, and he was sure it would come out of the ordeal better than his car, or them.
Desperately, Mr. Pines tries to make a sharp turn, hoping to avoid the beast. It wasn't enough, the beast managed to give one good swipe, knocking the car off of the road. Hopelessly out of control, the car slams into a tree, finally coming to a painful stop.
Inside, the Pines were dazed from the ordeal. Dipper was unharmed, but the same couldn't be said for his parents. Mr. Pines' face was swelling from his head from the impact while blood was dripping from the Mrs. Pines from stray glass.
"Mom, dad!" Dipper shouted.
That scream seemed to shock them out of their stunned state. They hadn't focused on the source, instead they tried to free themselves from the wreckage. Hopefully escape the nightmare chasing them.
He hoped that having the vehicle between them would offer him and his parents a second of peace. It did. Only for a second. It dug it's claws into the roof of the car and tore it open.
They watched as Mr. Pines was snatched screaming from the car. It was quickly silenced and replaced by the sound of a wet snapping noise. She had enough time to make a small prayer, not for herself, but for her children. Then she was gone.
"Mom...dad..." Dipper spoke, trying to comprehend what had happened.
He didn't have long, the creature had returned for him. It was hunched over the car, looking into the gaping hole at the petrified boy.
Then there were the eyes. A crimson red that shined with an unfamiliar savagery and...intelligence? They looked at Dipper as if he were nothing but a bug to be crushed, and that he himself would do it. And it would enjoy it.
I-I need to escape! He thought terrified. I need to get away from here! Away from this monster!
It was going to kill him. There was no doubt in his mind about that. This being, this malevolent force! It was going to kill him.
The monster leaned forward, as if examining the boy.
"GET AWAY!" Dipper shouted as he cowered in the seat.
"Pine...tree." The beast growled. "Pinetree!"
Its massive claw thrusted at the spectral boy.
Dipper, remembering at the last second that he was intangible, fell through the car and into the night. To Dipper's growing horror, the creature swiped his massive claw for a second time, knocking the entire car away. It smashed through a tree and fell from the side of the road in a wreck.
Crap! Dipper thought in a panic. It was strong and fast, a bad combination.
Dipper began flying as hard as he could. He needed to get away from this monster. No real direction, just away.
The beast, as he feared, followed him. Dipper tried to fly through the trees, but the monster literally swatted them away, never slowing for a second. It actually gained speed, while Dipper seemed to have reached the limit to his pace.
Finally the woods began to look familiar to the boy and he realized he was heading to the Mystery Shack. He felt hope swell up inside of him, if he could get to Ford-No! Dipper panicked. If he got to the shack, then the monster would follow. And no doubt kill without discrimination.
He took a sharp turn and continued to fly away. The beast fumbled at the sudden misdirection, but continued it's pursuit.
What now? Dipper thought as he tried to ease his panic attack. He had saved the shack, but what about him? He couldn't outrun the beast forever, it would catch him. And Dipper had no doubt in it's mind that it could kill him, even in his present state, and that it would.
He needed some way to escape the creature. To hide.
'To me.'
What? Dipper thought as he looked around. He was sure someone had just whispered into his ear.
'Save you...save me'
Dipper didn't know where the voice was coming from, not that he had a chance to figure out. The beast was constantly getting closer, just a few more feet and it would be able to touch the fly boy, and that would be the end of him.
Need to think...need room...need space! Dipper thought desperately.
Dipper didn't know what possessed him to do it, but he changed directions again. This time going up, straight up. It only took him a second to reach the top of the trees. Another second to pass them, and another to reach a vantage point where he felt safe. With the beast below him, he stopped so he could get his bearings.
Looking up, Dipper's heart nearly stopped at the sight before him. The beast was face to face with him...for a millisecond. Then the creature crashed into the boy, dragging him down. It barely took the young teen a moment to register what had happened. The beast had leapt over ten stories into the air and caught him.
Now, under the light of the moon Dipper could see the beast. And now he wished it was back in the shadows.
There seemed to be a constant shadow cast over the monster, but Dipper could still see through it. The monster was gaunt to the point of emaciation, its desiccated skin pulled tightly over its bones. With its bones pushing out against its skin, its complexion the ash gray of death, and its eyes pushed back deep into their sockets, the monster looked like a gaunt skeleton recently disinterred from the grave. What lips it had were tattered and bloody. Up close, the monster gave off a strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition. Of death.
It's fur was a black that cast away the moon light itself. They were rough and jagged, comparable to spikes covering his entire body. His forearms and claws were actually longer than it's hind legs, maybe twice as much. In contrast to it's body, they were muscular, almost bulbously so.
It began to put the muscles to use as it began to add pressure to the boy.
"He will bring the final end!" The beast roared to Dipper. "He is the final end!"
They were falling fast, and Dipper knew that if they collided with the ground, it'd be all over for him. He needed to break free of the beast.
The boy began to pound onto the dark arm as hard as he could with his free hand, but it had no affect. All that happened was the tremendous pressure increased with every passing instant. Dipper closed his eyes as he began to desperately pound at the beast, hoping for some way out. Finally, he felt his arms connect with something soft and mouth. Peaking, he saw that he had hit the monster in it's eye, forcing it to release Dipper, an instant before they hit the ground.
Wracked from the whole thing, Dipper had to pause to get his bearings. That was enough time for the monster to get back to it's feet and glower at the boy.
With it standing there so ominously, Dipper couldn't help but feel confused. Especially since it showed interest in him at the car. It could kill him, there was nothing more Dipper could use to deter it. It would obviously follow him anywhere, and cause as much destruction as it needed. As much as it wanted. It was just him and the monster.
It took a step towards him, slow and deliberate. Dipper took one back.
It's toying with me. Dipper realized.
"Some may call him Enthropy. Some may call him Void. Some may call him Death. Or the King of Destruction. The Empty one. The Bringer of the End. And these are the words that shall set him free."
Dipper didn't understand what this creature was saying, only that it frightened him. More so then anything he had ever encountered in Gravity Falls. Maybe even more than Bill.
Even as it spoke, it continued to get closer to him. No matter how much he retreated, it seemed to gain more ground on him, with it's deliberate steps. But he didn't stop his backwards retreat, he felt as if he were being toyed with like a mouse. The moment the amusement stopped, so did his life.
Until he backed into something, he felt it pressing against his back stony and cold. Whatever it was, it was the source of the pulling, he could feel the tug stronger than ever. He never turned to look though, too afraid to take his gaze off of the entity.
"I'm here!" Dipper shouted. "Help me!"
'I can save you...just...save...me!'
Save it, how could Dipper save anything!? He needed saving! If this...whatever, needed help, then they were both in trouble.
'Take my...hand.'
Dipper reached behind himself, still not taking his eyes off of the beast. His hands fumbled before they found what they were looking for.
"Okay!" Dipper shouted as he grabbed the appendage.
'It's a deal!'
The teen didn't question the choice of words, he was too scared. If he had been just a little less afraid, just a little more coherent, then he may have noticed how the hand caught ablaze the moment he grabbed it. But he was afraid, and he was being offered help.
There was a some kind of current washing over the boy, making him dizzy. This one was familiar to him, but he couldn't place how. He could distinctly make out a laughter in the back of his mind.
Dipper snapped awake in his bed, covered in a cold sweat.
"Just a dream." He thought. "Just a dream."
Dipper sat there, trying to calm his body, even out his breathing and his heart beat. It wasn't easy, the though of it all was nerve wracking, making him unsteady. He didn't think he'd be able to fall back to sleep, not that he wanted to.
The teen looked around the room, actually finding comfort in it. His eyes rested on Mabel, who just cuddled to her pig and continued on dreaming.
Okay, so no more Mabel aid. He thought as he tried to rationalize it.
Speaking of the drink, Dipper realized he was extremely thirsty. No doubt from all of the sweating he did.
As silently as possible, so he wouldn't wake up his sister, Dipper left the room. He made his way into the kitchen, but stopped when he heard a voice.
"...sure it was them?" Stan stated into the phone before he gave a defeated sigh. "Okay.
Stan hung up the phone and turned around, nearly jumping out of his skin when he saw Dipper.
"Is everything okay Grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked cautiously, making the man flinch.
"No. It's not." Stan admitted as he motioned for Dipper to sit. "...kid, I...I don't know how to tell you this." Stan spoke uncomfortably. "Your parents were coming up to surprise you..." Dipper didn't like where this was going. It was too much like his dream. "There was some kind of...incident. No one knows what exactly." Stan looked away. "They...they didn't make it."
It finally dawned on Dipper that what had happened was no nightmare. It was real. He somehow appeared in that car when his parents where being murdered by that...monster, and he sat there. And it was still out there.
Dipper's eyes rolled to the back of his head before he fainted.
Review
This story will be a bit darker than my other GF fics, hope you like. Though I may start a Gravity Falls/Creepypasta fic if you'd all like? Using the heavy hitters, Slenderman, Jeff the Killer, ect. How would you all like that, answer in the review.
