Greetings my faithful readers!

Yes. I actually am updating on time for once! By my own choice!

Not because of a certain threatening review sent by a certain friend of mine. *cough MELISSA cough*

Still, enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GRAVITY FALLS, SADLY. BUT ALEX HIRSCH IS STILL EPIC.

MABEL'S POV.

I felt fizzy. My head hurt, and I was pretty sure that I was going to puke.

I was curled up in a ball somewhere in the cemetery behind a headstone. I don't even know what happened to me back at the diner! And this morning… with the sun…..

What's happening to me?

I curled up tighter and willed for the pounding in my head to stop. A few minutes later a felt a little better, but not enough to stand. I came out of my protective bubble and lay down on my back, making sure that I wasn't in the sun too much. I tried to get my breathing back to normal. Eventually I closed my eyes, feeling pretty relaxed for the first time today.

Then something strange happened. I felt like I was dreaming. I saw red everywhere. Splattered all over a room. I was standing in front of a mirror. My eyes were red. I was red. I was covered in…

"Mabel!"

My eyes shot open and I sat up, looking to see where the voice had come from. It was defiantly Dipper. I should've guessed that he would've been worried when I ran out of the diner like that.

"Mabel! Where are you?!"

I willed myself to stand without falling over. I had to grab the headstone for support.

"I'm over here Dipper!" I yelled.

Soon after he was in front of me. Obviously out of breath. He was never really one for athletics.

"Why'd you run off like that?! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry Dipper…"

He sighed. "It's alright; just... don't do again, mmkay?"

"Deal."

"Wanna head back to the shack?"

I smiled at him. "Sure."

We started walking along the path that would take us back to the Mystery Shack. It was mostly in comfortable silence until Dipper started asking questions.

"Why'd you come to the cemetery in the first place?"

"Well it was the closest place to be alone from the diner…"

"And what was with that whole freak out thing with the garlic bread?"

I bit my lip.

"I dunno."

Dipper stopped walking and faced me with an 'I'm not falling for it' look.

"I really don't know okay?! I don't know why I've been acting so weird lately but I just am!"

"Well…. How weird do you feel?"

"I dunno! My heat hurts and I hate being outside and-"

Dipper of course, instinctively reached into his vest pocket to pull out that weird journal he found the first summer we came here. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Really Dipper? You're gonna consult the book for whatever's wrong with me?!"

"Well it doesn't like any cold I've ever heard of. Besides-"

He stopped mid-sentence and started frantically checking all of his vest pockets.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The journal! It's gone!"

"What?!"

"I just had it this morning!"

At that same moment the door to the mausoleum we'd been passing by opened up by itself. Slowly and creepily. Dipper and I cautiously walked over to it and walked inside.

"Hello….?" Dipper said when we walked inside.

There were coffins in the walls. All of them covered in dust and cob webs. There were also a bunch of corridors leading off in various directions. The creepiest thing of all though was the coffin in the middle of the room. It didn't look disturbed, but it was on top of an altar with candles and ceremonial type stuff surrounding it. I grabbed onto Dipper's arm for protection. An old habit that hadn't changed since we were eight and I thought there was a monster behind the washing machine back home in California. Dipper spent weeks trying to catch that thing.

"The book!" Dipper said, pointing over to where the altar was. It was on the floor in front of it.

"Stay here." He said, before slowly making his way over to the centre of the room. I bit my lip in nervousness.

I wasn't the only one who was crept out by the coffin, because Dipper did his best to avoid being near to it when he grabbed the book.

"I got it!" He said, turning towards me while smiling.

I gave him a thumbs up before speaking.

"Great! Now can we get out of here? This place gives me the creeps."

"Alright."

Dipper started walking away from the altar, when suddenly the coffin lid slowly opened and a boy looking no older than me sat up. He had straight black hair and his eyes were a startling orange colour. He lunged out of his coffin towards Dipper.

"Dipper, look out!" I screamed, right before he got pinned to the ground. The book flew out of his hand and landed in front of me.

Dipper struggled against the attacker with all his might (which was really saying something.) but he couldn't even budge. I grabbed a nearby stick and tried to hit the boy over his head. His eyes narrowed and he stood up, still holding Dipper securely by his neck who was still trying to break free of his hold. I backed up a few feet when he did, putting an appropriate amount of distance between us.

"Mabel Catherine Ariel Pines."

My blood turned to water and I felt chills run down my spine as he spoke.

"H-how do you know my name?"

He smirked at me.

"Isn't it quite obvious, Mabel?"

"I don't know what you're talking about…."

"Oh come on. Don't act like you don't remember me."

He mustered up as much confidence as I could find before speaking again.

"Let my brother go."

"Oh, you mean this weakling? Why I'd be glad to."

"Then let go of him…."

"Ah, not so fast. Not until you agree to a few terms of mine.

"Don't listen to anything he says, Mabel! Run!" Dipper yelled. The boy put his hand over Dipper's mouth, which only made him struggle harder.

I let out an shaky breath and wiped my hands against my skirt.

"Who ARE you?"

"That's a very good question. You can just call me Aaron for now."

"Well then Aaron, let my brother go."

"Such an eager soul aren't you? I said I would let your weakling of a brother go once you agreed to my terms."

"What are your terms?"

"You have to come with me. Willingly."

"Why?"

"Well now then I'd be ruining the surprise now wouldn't I?"

I bit my lip and looked over to Dipper, who was doing his best to nod his head no.

"Why me?"

"Well, I didn't turn you into a vampire for no reason. That's just illogical."

My breath hitched in my throat. My hands started sweating and I started feeling dizzy again.

"Oh don't look so shocked now, dear. Deep down you knew anyway. The sudden distain for the sun, the garlic 'allergy', and let's not forget the dreams."

Dipper then said something a lot like "What dreams?" but it came out muffled due to the fact Aaron's hand was still covering his mouth.

"I'll go with you…. Just… just let Dipper go."

He dropped Dipper to the floor like a child would when he's suddenly lost interest in a toy. He gasped for breath and started coughing.

"Just in case you get any ideas."

He held out his hand and my legs started moving forward towards him. I instinctively struggled but to no avail.

I was less than three feet in front of him when the piece of wood I tried to hit Aaron with earlier was suddenly sticking out his chest. He dropped to the floor while clutching his chest and trying to pry the wood of his chest. When he fell I saw Dipper standing behind him, still panting and trying to catch his breath with the journal tucked safely under his arm.

"Don't think…. That this is over…" Aaron managed to say before collapsing fully against the floor.

He turned an ashen, gray colour. Blood started pooling around him. I ran over and hugged Dipper. He hugged me as well and rubbed my back. I tried to get my breathing back under control back it was no use. I was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Shhh… it's okay Mabel…."

I made a noise that sounded something like a sob and a breath. Dipper put his arm around my shoulder and we started walking back towards the Mystery Shack.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX THE LINE BREAK OF ANGST XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Back at the Mystery Shack I finally managed to calm down. We were up in the attic. Alone, thankfully. Grunkle Stan was at a Poker Game and closed the shack for day. Something about not trusting any of us alone with the cash register.

I was sitting on my bed with my head in my knees. Thinking about everything that Aaron said. Dipper was flipping through book, looking for anything that might be able to help me.

"I got it!"

I took my head up out of my knees and sat down next to him on his bed.

"What's it say?"

"Vampires, creatures of the night that feed on human blood…. Blah blah blah…. Can't stand bright light…. Garlic is fatal… Not to be confused with onions…. Okay, here's something. It says that you have to feed on human blood in order to turn into a full vampire."

"Well, that's a good thing right? As long as I don't drink human blood I won't turn into a full vampire and I'll just be… whatever I am now."

"Fledgling."

"Bless you."

Dipper rolled his eyes and continued reading, soon after he was biting his lip and was looking very nervous.

"What is it..?" I asked.

"Well… it says that if a fledging doesn't feed on human blood within 72 hours that… they'll….." He trailed off. I didn't need him to finish.

"Oh….."

"Based on what Aaron said it sounded like you got bitten about 48 hours ago…."

"Oh….."

Dipper sighed and started reading again.

"There is however another way…. A way that can turn a vampire back into a human being."

"What is it?"

"It's only been attempted three times in known history and it says that it all works everytime-"

"Dipper what is it?"

I had a feeling it was something bad. Dipper had a habit of beating around the bush with bad news. He sighed.

"A direct family member can perform a blood sacrifice in order to turn the vampire back to their human form….. But it has to be done in the first month that they're a full vampire….."

My eyes widened and I looked at him.

"Blood sacrifice….. As in….."

Dipper avoided my gaze and looked down at the book.

"No."

"Mabel if it'll turn you back to normal-"

"I SAID NO DIPPER."

He looked back up at me with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm not going to let you die for me Dipper…."

"You were fully prepared to give yourself over to Aaron."

"I wasn't going to actually go with him…."

Dipper gave me a knowing look.

"So maybe I might've gone….."

"Exactly."

"That doesn't mean you can do the same for me."

"Mabel, you'll die if I don't do this."

"Check the book to see if there's another way."

He sighed and started reading again. I don't know what I'd do without Dipper, and I don't how I would deal with the grief and guilt knowing that it was my fault that he was dead. I might as well be dead, because I would die inside.

"There is one more option…."

"Which is?"

"If the vampire takes blood from a direct family member regularly…. They will be able to keep up the appearance of a human and survive as a fledging."

I was about to say something when Dipper spoke again.

"I know you're going to say no, but it's either this or the blood sacrifice because I am not going to let you die, Mabel."

He was right though, I was going to say no. I wasn't going to feed off of him like some mosquito. But at the same time….. I wasn't ready to die. I was scared to die. I could already feel myself getting weaker. My skin was pale and I felt like ice. I nodded to him.

"Alright….." I said dejectedly.

"Okay…." He replied.

Dipper took off his vest and put down somewhere else on his bed. I turned to face him.

"You ready?" He asked, doing his best to act brave, though I could still tell that he was as scared as I was.

"I'm ready." I could feel my fangs extending already. I took a deep breath and reached over to him.

Then I sunk my teeth into his neck.

CLIFFIE!

Well…. Sort of a cliffie anyway.

I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter… because I just sat in front my laptop for three hours straight trying to write this.

So… review? Please?

This is the first time I'm writing in Dipper and Mabel's POV's. I haven't done first person in a LONG time. So I'm open to any advice you guys have.

Sanity: *hits me in the head with a frying pan and knocks me out* She think she can just drown me….. Well she has another thing coming. *eye twitch*

I'm pretty sure she'd say something like review or die or whatever…. You guys know what to do.

*le drags the author away*

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-Sally Sanity-