Chapter 3
"Okay, seems the weirdo is telling the truth," Stan deadpanned. "In THAT case, we need to know what we're up against, dudes," Soos stated. "He's right," Dipper agreed, turning to Moses, "Start at the beginning, or at least tell us how you're the same age as me and my sister." "Great: you picked the easiest starting point. Now I owe my mom $15! Thanks a lot, Uncle Dip," Moses moaned. "Ranch, cheese, or ketchup?" asked Stan with a laugh as he took a sip of water, before doing a spit take.
"UNCLE Dip?! So, your saying…?" Stan started asking with a stutter, to which Moses cringed. "I TOLD my mom she should let me spend more time in my uncle's 'serious sessions,' but she said NO!" he whined. "Then that means…" Pacifica began, to which Mabel went, "Oh, man! I KNOW I said I wanted a summer romance, but not if THIS happens!"
"In OTHER news, the future is being torn apart by a complete PSYCHO!" Moses deadpanned, to which Dipper replied, "He's right: in EVERY movie I've seen, you correct the problem in the past and future SHOULD change for the better." "That's as good a place as ANY to start, I guess," Stan said with a nod, "Last thing we need is to live in a world ruled by the monster; how'd that happen anyways?"
"Well, as you probably already know, an employee of Pacifica's family created a device that would allow you to grow or shrink anything you wished. THEY figured it could be used to help with shipping problems: NOBODY would have any troubles bringing a refrigerator overseas if it was the size of an apple," Moses began. "Of course: my family's company always comes up with the BEST ideas," Pacifica said proudly. "However, two days after his escape from prison, Gideon somehow got his hands on the devise before it was supposed to be readily available," Moses continued, "He THEN proceeded to alter the original design, increasing it's power 100-fold, and needless to say, he had his OWN ideas on how to use it." "Well, nobody's perfect," Pacifica nervously stated.
"What he didn't REALIZE, though, is that in altering the designs, he had accidentally gained the potential to wipe the entire state of Oregon off the map," the boy continued, "When my family caught wind of this, they made a move to stop him. That's the point in time, as far as they can figure, where everything went wrong."
(Flashback to four days after Gideon's escape from prison)
"Give it up, Gideon," Dipper demanded. "NEVER! I will rule this place even if I must destroy everything in my path," the southerner declared. "Over my dead body, freak!" yelled out a shrill voice, as a shoe knocked the device out of Gideon's hand, damaging it slightly. "Pacifica: what are YOU doing here?" Mabel deadpanned. "Look: he stole one of my family's inventions. I KNOW you guys are here to take him down, but I want a part of it, GOT IT!?" she yelled back with a similar tone.
"If you wish to be destroyed alongside my enemies, then who am I to deny it?" Gideon stated with a wicked look in his eyes. "Gideon, WAIT!" Dipper warned. Unfortunately, it came too late: the device started to spark in the southerners hand. "What's going on?" he asked, a bit worried. "I think we'd better RUN!" Mabel yelled, as she, alongside her brother and frenemy dived through the doorway, a massive explosion behind them.
(end flashback)
"They THOUGHT that they had seen the last of him, but as it turns out, that couldn't have been further from the truth," he said with a sigh, "for you see, three days later, Gideon returned, only NOW he was different." "Different HOW?" Wendy inquired. "Seems that the fall-out from the explosion mutated him, not only giving him an outward appearance that seemed to mirror his soul, but also granting him what he's always claimed to be the ability to warp reality. That's impossible, however: if that were true, the resistance would have never been thrown together in the first place. Doesn't matter, though, if it's true or not: he STILL managed to use his new-found power to enslave just about everyone on Earth."
"He won't have them enslaved for long," Mabel declared, "because we're going to stop him." "Good attitude, sis," Dipper remarked, "He got his powers thanks to a device he stole from Pacifica's family, right? We stop the theft, we stop his reign of terror." "That's the initial plan, anyways," Moses agreed, "but let's keep our eyes open: I'm not entirely certain that I came to the past alone. Good thing I brought the duct tape." With that, he proceeded to tape his eyes open. "He IS your son," Dipper directed at Mabel. "I know, right?" she agreed.
Meanwhile…
Gideon was running through the forests of Gravity Falls, looking for some shelter for the time being. Settling down in a cave, he began doing some deep breathing exercises. "It's no use," he panted, "I'll never make it to where I need to go on my own." "I can't believe you would give up this easily," stated a mysterious voice. "I'm NOT giving up! I'm just saying that…wait: who said that?" the southern boy inquired. As if the answer his question, a figure appeared out of the shadows. He had charred skin and blood-red eyes, but his clothing and hair looked somewhat familiar. "Who are you?" Gideon asked, a tad bit frightened. "Oh, don't be scared of ME, old friend," the figure stated with a smirk.
To be continued…
