A.N
Well, look who's back.
Sorry it's been so long, I just transferred schools, it's been stressful, I help Oober with Risen, and I have my own life to worry about. I've also discovered I have a severe obsession for Corpse Party. The episodes Dreamscaperers and Gideon Rises COMPLETELY screwed up my plans for this story, so I had to reconsider the future of this story. At least I finally got this done.
3rd person
Dipper's eyes opened slowly. All he could think of was how terrible his head was hurting. He groaned as he surveyed his surroundings. Dipper was in the back of some sort of vehicle, maybe a truck?
All he could tell is he was in a vehicle, and it was driving very fast. The back was covered, with an old torn sheet suspended by thin metal arches. He tried to feel his forehead, throbbing in pain, but found his hands had been bound in rope. He struggled, desperately attempting to free himself of the binds, but soon realized it was futile.
"What is this?" he asked out loud to no one in particular.
The young teenager's gaze shifted to a silhouette across from him, a still shadow about his height. "Hey. Hey, wake up!" he said, lightly kicking the silhouette's foot. Slowly, the figure sat up, and Dipper heard the person gasp. "Dipper? Is that you?"
"Mabel? Are you alright?"
Mabel shifted a bit, most likely trying to free herself from her rope binds. "Ah…um…I think so, my head hurts though. What happened?" "We crashed the cart. When we blew it up, you stumbled and hit your head, I think. That big wolf guy hit me in the face with my gun."
"Oh, this isn't good, we could be going anywhere! We could be in California again!"
"Mabel, calm down! We can do this; we just need to work together. Look around, is there anything sharp we can use to break these ropes?" Mabel smiled. "My grappling hook!" her smile faded. "That I'm pretty sure they took when we got in here…" Mabel usually kept the grappling hook in her pocket, but she could tell it wasn't on her now.
Finally, after many attempts at escape, the truck came to a sudden stop. Wide-eyed, the twins began to panic. "Mabel, what are we supposed to do?!" Dipper panicked. "How should I know, you're the smart one!" his twin replied. A creaking alerted them to a metal door opening at the edge of the truck. Three men in suits of red and black holding guns guided them out. "Move it, prisoners! We have more of you to take inside."
Dipper raised an eyebrow. "More of us? But I thought that you guys only wanted us and Wendy. What's all this stuff about others?" One of the soldiers looked down to him. "I don't have to answer that. Nathaniel will explain his reasons. Dipper and Mabel looked at each other, nervous. "You're taking us to Nathaniel? Why are you taking us to him, where are we?" they asked. The guard growled. "Why do you stupid brats ask so many questions, just keep walking!" Dipper and Mabel kept quiet, fearing what was about to happen.
The twins could only look around after being forced into a building. The building was atop a mountain, looking down into a gorge. Upon closer inspection, the gorge was where Gravity Falls was located. The town seemed to be an empty ghost of its former glory, the barren streets and the dim early-morning light cast an eerie effect on the small town.
The twins were brought through two large metal doors on a concrete wall. The wall was circular, and inside were many small buildings. The huts and shacks of metal surrounded a large concrete structure, seemingly modeled after the coliseum. Upon entering, it was revealed to be a building resembling a mixture of a capitol building and a castle. They were taken through many hallways before being before two large steel doors.
A group of at least ten lycanthropes stood before the door, parting as the guards brought the twins closer. The door creaked open and the two saw a throne room of sorts. There were seven lycanthropes in the room. Closer inspection revealed the one in the middle of the group was Fidus. Dipper and Mabel glared at him, and then noticed many others in the room, chained to the walls. These people were Grunkle Stan, Old Man McGucket, Wendy, Soos, Candy, Grenda, and even Quentin Trembley. "Here they are!" Dipper and his twin looked forward, seeing the throne. It was a large throne, and two lycanthropes previously unnoticed stood by it, looking at the approaching twins.
About half way into the room, the twins were ordered to stand still, and the three guards leading them bowed for an instance before exiting the room, closing the doors behind them. Confused and terrified, they looked to the figure rising from the throne. "Well, well, well. Mabel and Dipper Pines, I presume?" he asked. The man walked forward, he wore a black suit with a red tie, his hair was brown, turning grey in some areas, and as he payed more attention, Dipper saw the dogtags on his neck.
"So, you're Nathaniel then?" Mabel asked. "But I saw a tombstone that said you were dead!" The man smiled as he descended the short staircase leading to his throne. "A mere diversion. Who would expect a dead man of building an army?" Realization hit her, and she asked another question. "Why is Gravity Falls so important to you?"
"Let's just say there is something big and valuable under the town, and my colleagues and I want to find it." Mabel's eyes widened. "How many underground buildings are in this town?" she asked. "I assume you found the Vault, is that correct?" Nathaniel asked. "With Simon? Yeah, I found it."
Nathaniel laughed. "Simon, is that what he calls himself now?"
Nathaniel calmed down after a bit, and the twins looked to the wall, Dipper noticed Wendy had woken up, and she talked to him. "The Vault? What is she talking about?" she asked. "No idea."
"Well, not like its important. I think you're wondering why I brought you here." Nathaniel began to pace, and the captives began to get more nervous as he drew a silenced pistol from his suit's internal pocket. He stopped abruptly, and faced Stan. He walked over to him, lighting a cigarette. "Stan, it's been a long time, wouldn't you say?" he smirked. "Thirty years," Stan said. Nathaniel nodded, and removed the cigarette, puffing out the smoke. "Hm. How's that tourist trap doing for you?" he asked. "It was well until you burned it to the ground."
"Let's cut to the chase. Where are the journals?"
"What journals, Nathan?"
Nathaniel growled. "Don't play dumb! I know that you know the journals are in this backwater town, and I want to know where!" Stan glared at him. "I don't know, after they were lost, I never found them all!" Nathan smiled. "Well, what about you? Where are they?" he asked Old Man McGucket. Fidus watched this, creeping out of the room slowly, without being noticed. In the halls, he opened the journals, and began to read the notes in the back.
"Does anybody know where they are?!" Nathaniel asked in frustraition. Nobody responded. "Fine, fine, don't answer. But if you do, I'll consider not killing these two." He aimed his pistol at the twins, it hovered over Mabel, then Dipper. He kept the firearm trained on them, slowly moving back and forth on each twin. "Nathaniel please, I told you I don't know!" Stan shouted. Nathaniel put his finger on the trigger.
"What more do you want from me?" Stan asked, anger dripping from his words.
Dipper saw how close the trigger was to firing, and jumped to his left, causing Mabel and himself to fall just as Nathaniel fired. "What is wrong with you? They're just children!" Quentin yelled. "Shut up, Quentin! You were supposed to die first, anyway! And you, McGucket, you were the one who wrote the journals, correct?" Nathaniel asked, his voice seemed to get angrier with each passing moment. "What journals? I don't know what you're talking about!" he exclaimed.
"Mister Northwest! We found something!"
Everyone turned to a man in the standard Northwest Mercenary uniform. "What did you find?" Nathaniel asked. "We aren't quite sure, but its big. Come see for yourself."
"Very well, guards, take these prisoners to their new cells," Nathaniel ordered. The werewolves bowed before leading the captives out of the room, Nathaniel following the group.
A.N
Hey guys, in case you didn't know, I'm trying to make this loyal to the show as much as I can with this premise, and questions will be answered later in the story. Leave some in the reviews and I can answer them in a later chapter. And again, I apologize for the wait.
