Hi! Here's a chapter! a couple people asked me to make this story from Mabel's POV...so I did! Keep in mind that this is NOT a continuing chapter from the first chapter. It's the same events, but in Mabel's POV. This one does stretch a little farther than the other chapter so you will be able to see Mabel's reaction. Enjoy! :)
I didn't know what was going on. All I know was that I was going to the pool to check if Mermando had wrote me again when all of a sudden a loud siren went off. I stopped walking and listened.
"All emergency contact will now be shut off. We beg you all to stay indoors, and do what you must to keep yourself and family alert and alive."
Then silence. I started walking again, idiots. I guess they didn't here the announcement, I said to myself. Boy was I wrong. It looked as if someone had set off tens of millions of fireworks. It was beautiful til I found out what they were. Rockets.
My face fell. I started to run. Dodging rockets, gunshots, bombs, everything. Gravity Falls Pool: straight ahead. I read. The pool was in sight now. I forced my legs to run faster until finally I reached the supply closet. I didn't think at all when I quickly closed the door.
I leaned up against the wall, and started to slowly slide down it. As my breathing calmed down I slowly started to comprehend everything that was going on. All the emergency numbers were shit off which means if I walk out this door and get shot or blown up or something no one will help me.
I gulped. Dipper must be so worried. What if he's out here looking for me? I started to cry. What if he gets hurt? What if Grunkle Stan, Soos, Wendy, or anybody I know and love gets hurt then what? The tears were now coming out of my eyes like waterfalls. I went into Sweatertown. I need to quiet down. No one can know where I am.
As if on cue she heard footsteps. She choked back her tears and listened. The footsteps stopped, she heard a gunshot, and a splash like someone had fell into the water.
"Dang it!" Someone yelled it almost sounds like...Robbie?! But who would Robbie try to kill other than...oh no Dipper! I heard Robbie start to mess with his gun. My guess was he was reloading it when I heard another gunshot. After that I heard footsteps starting to get closer and closer until they got to the door.
I didn't care anymore. I knew I was going to die. I started crying again when I heard an all too familiar voice, "Mabel?"
"D-Dipper?" I stammered wiping away some of my tears. I saw the door open completely, and jumped into my brother's arms. "G-Good to see you broseph." I said through sniffles. "Don't ever scare me like that again." He whispered. It sounded like he was...crying. I let out a sob and pulled him closer.
We pulled away from each other, and looked into each other's identical tear filled eyes. Out of nowhere we heard a gunshot followed by an explosion. I turned around just in time to see a body fly into the air. I screamed. I felt like I was going to throw up.
Dipper's hand quickly flew up to my mouth. "Shh, shh it's ok, it's ok." He whispered soothingly. He took his hand from my mouth. "Let's go home." I said. He said nothing as he took my hand, and led me down the dangerous roads.
On the way back to the Mystery Shack I asked him a question, "Why are they doing this?" "Because they're stupid." He answered. "That's not why. Tell me the real reason." I demanded. He told me why and I realized that the entire thing started because of a movie and a shortage of one vote.
We continued walking down the streets when we walked past a building that was lit on fire. What I saw next was something I'll never forget. It was a person. They were still alive and screaming. They ran out of the burning building lit from head to toe. Literally their entire body was on fire.
I started to cry as I realized it could be any innocent citizen of Gravity Falls. I ran. I kept my grip on Dipper's hand, but I ran. As soon as we stopped running I let go of Dipper's hand and covered my face with my hands.
"Mabel please stop crying. I can't stand anymore tears. Please stop." Dipper begged me. I heard him sigh.
Then I heard multiple footsteps. I looked up, and noticed Dipper had his head in his hands. I looked over to where to footsteps were coming from and gasped which got Dipper's attention. There were about 15-20 people surrounding us. Each holding and aiming a gun directly at us.
I stopped crying and grabbed Dipper's hand. He looked at me, and saw in my eyes what I was thinking: we're gonna die, aren't we? He nodded at me. We slowly turned back around to the guy in the center. He laughed manically and started to reload his gun. I tightened my grip on Dipper's hand.
He turned towards me and whispered, "I love you sis." My eyes filled with tears as I whispered my last words to him, "I love you too bro-bro." He kissed me on the cheek and we both turned back to the killer about to end our lives.
He lifted the gun. Aimed it at me, aaaaannnnnnnnddddd fired! I closed my eyes ready for the pain when I heard footsteps. I opened my eyes and saw Dipper lying on the ground with a small pool of blood forming around him.
I screamed his name. He looked up at me, and smiled. Then closed his eyes.
"No. Nononononono! You'll be ok Dipper! Don't panic! You'll be alright! Just stay put! Don't worry! Mabel's got you!" I said as I tried to wrap my sweater around his would to stop the bleeding. "Don't panic! Don't panic Dipper! I-I'll- just whatever you do-just don't panic!" I yelled. The sweater wasn't helping anything. I leaned my head down to check if he was breathing. I held my breath.
Nothing.
I sat back up. "Dipper? Are you really...gone?" I asked through tears even though I knew he wasn't going to answer. I grabbed my dead twin brother's corpse and pulled it close. As if I was hugging it.
I screamed and cradled the body back and forth for who knows how long. I didn't care about what was going to happen to me, all I cared about was my twin brother who was now a bloody corpse.
That night both me and Dipper died. Dipper died protecting me, and I died protecting his body. I don't exactly remember how I died. I think I was shot, or maybe I was bombed, or maybe I- you know what it doesn't matter. What ever happened happened. There's no taking it back now. So whoever's reading this, know that I'm dead. I'm a ghost. And as soon as I finish writing this I can pass on, and finally be with my brother...forever.
