Dipper took a step back and fell to his knees.

"No... no, I'm not your son... I'm not... I'm the good guy! Mabel and I, we're the good guys! Someone... no, something, like YOU, is not our dad!" He said through heavy breathing. Remembering the awful his sister just met, he looked back at Mabel.

"Mabel... you could've prevented her death, couldn't you? You just... you killed your own daughter! What is WRONG with you?!" Tears formed at the corner of his eyes. Not only was he the spawn of a demon, but his sister was dead as well. He kept shaking his head, he refused to belive this, it was all some sort of prank...

"Dipper, for god's sake, stop crying. You're not a little boy anymore. Or should I say a little half-demon?" Bill said, grinning maniacally.

"Shut up! SHUT UP!" Dipper covered his ears with his hands. Bill started laughing like a maniac, insanity plastered on his face. Tears rolled down Dipper's face. He tried to stop, to show Bill he wasn't some weak little kid, but his body just wouldn't listen.

Slowly, time around them started again. Wendy and Soos moved again.

"Wh-wha?" Wendy said. The pause had left her and Soos confused and both forgot what they had been doing.

"Why are we in the middle of the forest?" Soos asked. He and Wendy, in some wierd synchronized motion, both saw Mabel at the same time.

"Mabel!" Wendy yelled, running towards her. For some odd reason, the trees didn't attempt to harm Wendy as she kneeled by Mabel. Her expression turned from concern to horror. "MABEL!" she screamed. Soos ran beside her and his face turned a sick green. Wendy put her hands to her face and started sobbing.

Inside the forcefield, Dipper could hear Wendy's agonized screams. He looked up and turned to see her and Soos by his sister. Wendy had gotten some of Mabel's blood on her, but she didn't seem to care. Soos was turned around and Dipper couldn't tell what he was doing.

"You can bring your sister back, you know."

That got Dipper's attention. He got up and ran to Bill, hope in his eyes.

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"I agree to whatever crazy, wacked-up thing you're going to have me do in order to bring Mabel back." Dipper said. He wiped the tears from his face and looked Bill right in the eye. Bill, in return, grinned and snapped his fingers. Two blue, fiery orbs appeared in either of his hands.

"These," Bill said, holding up the orbs. "are you and your sister's powers. I was going to withhold them from you until you were a little older to be positive that your body could hold the stress, but certain predicaments have altered that. I'll return them to you and your sister if in exchange you both agree to listen to me and only me and do whatever I say, which you've already done. As for Mabel... lets just assume she'd say yes."

"But how is this going to bring Mabel back?" Dipper asked.

"When I give you back your powers, they'll infuse with your mortal soul and make it into a demon soul. Demon souls are immortal, and make whatever body they inhabit immortal as well. They can also bring back dead bodies, as long as the body still has a soul. Which it should, unless a soul eater comes along. So basically we're going to ressurect your sister by turning her into a demon. As for you, you're also going to be turned into a full-fledged demon, minus the ressurection part. Unless you die, which may happen." Bill explained. "Ready?"

"Ready for wh- AAAAAA!" Before he could finish his sentence, Bill had thrown the blue fireball at him and his sister. It engulfed them both instantaniously. It felt like Dipper's body was being burned alive. Deep within his chest, the flames seemed to lick at his heart and slowly melt it. His vision was suddenly cut in half as the flames spread their destruction to his left eye. Blood and eye matter ran down his face. He wanted to yell and scream and break his vocal cords in pure, horrid pain, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

As fast as it had come it left. He fell to the ground. Behind him, Mabel had been re-awaken. The flames had burned away what remained of her right eye and all of the branches that had once impaled her. Oddly enough, there were no holes in her clothes or her body, minus her eye. She now layed on the ground. Both of the trees on the twin's clothing had turned a bright yellow, and the white had turned to black like the flames had charred the pure color into something that reflected their souls.

"Welcome to the life of demons, my children."

And with that, Bill disappeared.