Hoping to get this up by Friday night, but if not, it will be up on Saturday. I'm so glad that you all like it, and I'm surprised that I have 13 followers already! I'd like to thank Lanx Borealis for the very helpful review they left, I'll try to work on the emotional parts of this story so I can hopefully improve it to its fullest.

Chapter 3

Pine Tree No More

The cold feeling was still there, dulling out the pain that Dipper had been feeling moments ago. He couldn't see anything, and the world seemed to have disappear, forcing his senses to become useless. That filled him with a feeling of terror, that this was the end. That he was going to die like this, out of the world. His memories were fuzzy, what had he been doing just before this? How had he got here? Dipper tried to figure out those questions as he struggled to clear the thick fog that had penetrated his mind.

His first efforts proved to no evail, more memories slipping into the unknown. He couldn't quite remember who he was anymore. That cold feeling was spreading, making him want to shiver, but he couldn't find the strength to move. Then he felt a memory slipping, one that he had a feeling that he had to hold onto it. Who was that girl? He struggles were successful this time, as he slowly stopped that memory from retreating into the bank of fog. That isn't some girl. Dipper slowly realised. That's my sister, Mabel.

Knowing that one memory filled him with strength, so much that he began to rip away the fog, drawing his other memories back to him. My name is Dipper Pines, and I can't die like this, not all alone. He wondered if he was gritting his teeth in anger now, because that's what he felt like doing. However, the sense of cold had still not left, and he couldn't tell what he was doing, if he was doing it at all.

Without thinking, he brought his hand towards himself, before punching outwards, and he felt the warm summer air on his arm, which comforted him slightly, now that he knew he wasn't dead yet.

Mabel didn't really know what to think when she saw it. At first she wondered if it was just another of Bill's illusions, just another trick to make her suffer more. Just to try and fill her with hope before crushing it. Mabel wondered if she would be able to tell if it wasn't an illusion, and doubted she would. But why would Bill do it if it was? Why would he try to torment her when she had already seen her brother die, while she was unable to stop it. That filled her with a feeling of despair, that she couldn't have done nothing to save Dipper, nothing to have stopped what had happened. It made her feel weak and helpless.

She hated that feeling. Hated that it brought on a sense of dread as she wondered what would happen next. But that illusion she saw filled her with something different, maybe it was hope. Bill didn't even seem to be paying attention to her, he didn't even notice what Mabel saw. The triangle didn't notice the arm that was sticking out of his chest. And that made Mabel smile, because that meant Dipper was alive.

He had done it, finally after all this time! Granted it had only been two weeks, but Bill was very impatient and he liked to get what he wanted now and in the present. But however he did pride himself for waiting and letting Pine Tree's power grow, it made him feel so much stronger now. He was laughing, it was hilarious. He'd taken out the first of the ten annoyances on his wheel, getting a big boost of power in return. Sadly, he'd miss his favourite little toy, Pine Tree's soul was being broken down and absorbed as he spoke.

Bill looked over at Shooting Star as he laughed, excited to see the look of hopelessness and despair that was obviously going to be planted on her face after he had, in essence, killed her brother. But a looked of confusion sprang up when he didn't see that, instead he saw... a smile? What is this, why is she smiling? I just killed Pine Tree, she should be overcome with despair right now! Why the hell isn't she?! He thought angrily, turning red for a split second, before he noticed something sticking out of his chest, a human arm. Alarm caused him to turn back to yellow as he stared at it.

It began to move, searching for something to hold onto, digging its fingernails into the ground and started to pull, causing a shoulder to be dragged out of Bill's chest, and sudden panic erupted in Bill's head. "No, no, no! Stop that!" He screamed, to stunned to think to try anything, how was this even possible. Pine Tree's body should have been destroyed already, he shouldn't even he a complete soul anymore. This isn't even possible!

Another arm was yanked out, adding to the speed of the pulling, which caused Pine Tree's head to be yanked out, causing the pulling to ceased for a moment.

Dipper tried to blink away the darkness, trying to get used to the bright lights of reality again, he wondered if he and Mabel were still asleep. Even if they were, it was still reality to him, and that's what mattered. He felt so much better with the warm air on his face, wondering why he hadn't appreciated it before. Dipper's eyesight felt strange, it was blurry at first, but it soon focused to a startling degree. Had his eyesight always been this good?

Everything felt so much clearer, he could even see a small bug on a leaf about twenty metres away, it kind of spooked him a little. Dipper tried to ignore his sudden change of vision for a second, as he'd forgotten the lower half of his body was still in that dark space. He started to drag himself along the floor again, as it was impossible to move any other way. Thats when he heard Bill screaming right in his ears, making him want to curl up and die.

Bill surprised himself with his own velocity of screaming, but it had stunned the boy and that's what he wanted it to do. Stopping him from moving as he tried to escape his tomb. He just had to absorb him again, this time he'd stay dead. But he felt that something was wrong. He knew that if Pine Tree escaped then he would lose the power he gained from him, that was obvious. However, he felt something more than that. Something that made his yellow glow dim slightly. It was his lifeforce. That's what felt wrong.

The boy wasn't just taking his power back, he was taking Bill's as well. He doubted that Pine Tree would have been smart enough to know how to do that on purpose, it was probably a side effect of his careless escape. He was started to feel weak, drained even. For the first time in his existence, him, Bill Cipher, the dream demon, was the one fearing for his life. Just because of a stupid little kid.

Anger flashed as he became red, and he grabbed hold of Pine Tree, surprising him with his sudden touch. He then began to try and drag the boy back in, stop the escape. However the boy's grip on the ground was impossibly strong, to strong for him to move, but he kept struggling to drag the boy.

Dipper couldn't think much about anything but the fact that he had to escape, so when the triangle grabbed hold to him, he held onto the grass for dear life. He dug his fingers into the dirt so hard it felt like they were bleeding, which he guessed they were. He wanted to cry, to just end this. But then he heard Mabel's voice screaming. "Dipper, duck!"

And by instinct, he ducked, not even sure what she was doing. He flattened his body to the ground, not loosening his grip on the soil at all. And then he looked up, watching as Mabel sprang from in front of him, kicking Bill right in the eye.

His reaction was instant, which Bill letting go of Dipper and stumbling back as his eye watered from the impact, giving him the chance to yank the rest of his body out of the darkness. And then he slumped, letting go of his grip on the ground, watering the blood that dripped from his fingertips for a second as he heaved, feeling relieved but tired from his escape.

He was so close! But it had gone so wrong, so fast. He'd been so preoccupied with Pine Tree, he'd forgotten about Shooting Star, and that was the reason he'd failed. It was annoying, how foolish he'd been. And now the boy was free. But Bill felt more drained than the boy lying on the drained. His red had turned back to yellow, but it was so pale, it was almost white. Some water still dripped from his eye because of the girls kick.

He watched the boy, to weak to try again. Most of Bill's power had been taken just like that, gone. He felt that it wasn't enough to kill him, and he'd recover, but it he wouldn't be back to full power for at least another hundred years. His plan was ruined. This... can't be happening. It should of worked. Why the hell didn't it just work already!? Pine Tree should be dead! He couldn't have survived that!

Pine Tree was lying on the ground, like he was the weak one. Shooting Star was shaking him, tears in her eyes as she hugged him, asking him if he was alright. No response, but the slightest mumblings under his breath which Bill could barely hear, even with his demon level hearing. But there was something odd about him that Bill couldn't seem to explain. Each creature had a sort of aura, so you could tell what power level they had, how easy they were to manipulate, and most of all you could easily tell their species from it.

There was one thing about Pine Tree's though, as it should have been the same as Shooting Star's. It had been the same as Shooting Star's, but now it was different. Images flashed in Bill's mind as his eye widened slightly as he lay there on the ground, trying to regain enough strength to do something. Why he had tried to drag Pine Tree back, he'd glimpsed the boy's eyes. They were completely black with yellow pupils, though he hadn't paid it much attention at the time, he looked again now, and saw they were still the same.

It was infuriating how Shooting Star didn't even care to notice that something was definitely wrong with Pine Tree, but that didn't mean it was a bad wrong, for Bill anyway. He was still tied up about how he should feel about this. Should he be mad? Of course he was, the boy had just stolen his power! But the outcome was to cause untold suffering on the boy.

It was ironic how the boy had made the deal to stop this from happening, and he'd caused it because of how he broke that deal. The future seemed interesting for both Bill and Pine Tree. But he now wondered if he should even be calling him that, since he'd already saw glimpses of the future.

Bill chuckled slightly to himself. I'll get over it, since I know he will be very fun for me to get to know. His power was returning, at least enough for his basic dream demon powers, so he looked over at the twins, not much improvement with the boy. He was still lying there on the ground, Shooting Star crying over him, praying for him to be okay. You idiot, of course he's okay. He's better then okay, but you don't know that, of course you don't.

They weren't paying attention to him, so he could easily make his get away and end the dream. He was curious as to how that would effect the boy, but he couldn't stick around to find out.

He was ready to end it, annoyed by the girls crying.

But Bill took one last quick glance at the boy and he began to wonder if, because of this, they could become friends. He seemed like someone that Bill could get to know in time anyway. The kid would probably never even speak to him for a few lifetimes, but after that, he'd have to to stop the incredible loneliness. After all, he did consider himself to be one of the most sociable demon's out there, not many others would actually be able to hold a conversation with anyone really, so the boy's options would be low. But besides that, after hundreds of years of being alone, he'd he quick to talk to anyone, even if that someone was the triangle you despised the most.

I'll see you soon, Pine Tree. No, I shouldn't call you that. That's not your name. I'll see you soon, Alcor.

And the dream ended.

That... was a lot longer than I thought it would be. I was hoping to fit a lot more into this than I can now, this I think I might have gone a bit all out with the descriptions and such. I hope I was able to improve at least a little with the emotions of the characters. And if any characters seem OOC, then you'll have to deal with it, sorry. Since I really suck at keeping characters to how they would act in the show, especially when it comes to Dipper and Mabel, and I'm not to sure about Bill Cipher either.

Anyhow, I'm not sure if I will post again, so I'll say it here just as a warning. If I don't post again before the 21st of July, then you won't hear from me for two weeks, as I am going on holiday with no internet access. Just a warning so it doesn't seem like I've abandoned this fic. ;)

And don't forget to review and tell me how to improve, or what you thought was good about it!