Dipper slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on rocky ground, a puddle of water was just in front of him, steadily being filled by an unknown source overhead. His head throbbed and his body felt numb. He shifted his position and sat up. He felt different somehow. He saw everything in clearer focus and could hear the sound of a bug scrapping its endoskeleton on a rock somewhere far behind him.

He rubbed his head and looked around. He was enclosed in a circle of tightly packed rocks, jagged spines protruded from the rocks in his direction. He heard something move behind him.

"You're up," Said Bill

Dipper turned to face the demon. His hair and clothes were well kept, and his eyes faintly glowed gold. Dipper tensed and backed away, too far, into the sharp rock wall.

"Careful!" Bill warned

Dipper inhaled sharply. His arm exploded in pain, he looked down at the wound. Dipper's eyes widened. A thick black liquid sprouted from the deep vertical cut on his arm. Tears stung the corners of his eyes from the sharp pain. He looked back up at Bill, who was smiling widely.

"What did you do?" He asked

Bill pointed down at the puddle of water on the floor. Dipper looked down and saw his face looking up at him. His eyes glowed blue, and he was smiling ear to ear. He looked back up at Bill.

"Congratulations," He said coldly

Dipper fell to his knees and looked at his hands. He has to be joking right? His mind was buzzing, he couldn't think straight, everything kept getting hazier and he felt his eyes water. A spark flew up into his field of vision and he looked back down at his hands.

What he found confirmed his suspicions. A ball of turquoise fire burned just above the skin of each hand. Dipper slapped his hands together in horror and the fire went out.

"Relax you're only half demon," Bill said nonchalantly

Dipper started shaking and curled up on the ground, first Mabel and now this?

Bill began laughing, "Now, if you're going to be my apprentice, we need to complete the look."

Bill knelt down next to Dipper and waved his hand, Blue fire erupted in its palm. Bill fixed Dipper with a cold, unforgiving stare before pressing his burning hand into Dippers face. Bills hand covered Dipper's left eye and did not move. Dipper screamed and gripped Bills wrist with both hands, trying in vain to move it. For what seemed like an eternity, the demon held his hand firm. Dipper screamed until his voice became hoarse and his throat burned. At last, the demon retreated his hand.

Dipper fell forward over the small puddle on the floor, his head directly over it. For a while he knelt like that, panting. When he finally regained his breath, he looked up, but stopped when he locked eyes with demons reflection. Desperation suddenly fell over Dipper when he realized that the demon in the reflection was not Bill. The frightening image of himself smiled widely up at him, a black handprint etched into the left half of its face. Its right eye's pupil turned a deep shade of blue, while a ring of gray surrounded it, its' left eye however, was clouded, but a faint glow of blue could be seen beneath the haze. The left eye shed black tears.

The demon, whom Dipper had almost forgotten was watching, giggled to himself.

"Of course, I can't expect you to understand the powers that come with being a demon," Bill waved his hand and a small leather bound book fell to the ground, it landed on its spine, exposing the text inside.

"You will read up on this while I'm gone, and when I get back I expect you to understand the basic things a demon should be able to do." And with that, the demon vanished, leaving Dipper to his thoughts.


For a while, Dipper just sat there, staring at the book. He was unable to cry or to fell any other emotion, so he just sat there. Mabel was gone, and he would likely never see anyone he cared about ever again. He thought of his old friends, those at the Mystery Shack, back at home, but still he felt no sadness, or anything else for that matter. Only memories of Mabel triggered a dull sense of sorrow. He stared into his unblinking reflection for hours, perhaps too long if he intended to keep his sanity intact but that, he realized, was already gone. After a long while of nothingness, he finally picked up the book and began to read.

It was incredibly simple to be a demon, think of fire; fire appears in your hand. Controlling it was the hard part, but eventually he got the hang of it. With no understanding of what the basics of demon powers were, Dipper kept on reading.

He learned to manipulate fire into different formations, a ring, a star. He even learned to manipulate other things, raising a small pebble off the ground, before sending it clattering back down.

Among Dipper's remaining personality, he felt something different, something…missing. These thoughts brought him back to memories of Mabel. He kept thinking of here, how much she hated the demon who did this, how she hated the…demon.

Dipper surged forward onto his hands and knees.

How could he have done this?

How could he have given up so easily?

Mabel wouldn't have done this, given in to the demon's desires so easily.

Dipper immediately felt a sense of shame. How could anyone look upon him the same way again? He was a monster now, something to be afraid of, something to be hated. Should he hide from it? Or embrace it?

In this moment of what many would call weakness, Dipper felt like Dipper again.

It was in that moment that Bill reappeared in the small cave.

"It would seem to me that you are ready for your first task." Said the demon

Dipper looked at him angrily, "I'll never serve you," He said

Bill looked upon him disapprovingly, "Oh will you now? I should've known it wouldn't be this easy it never is with the Pines-" Dipper cut him off by lobbing a fireball in his direction.

Bill looked at him angrily, "I didn't want to have to do this, oh, who am I kidding, yes I did."

Bill reached out and touched Dipper's forehead. Dipper immediately fell to the ground unconscious.

During this period of time, Dipper was assaulted with visions of Mabel mocking him even hating him. He also saw visions of her stay with Bill. Dipper tried desperately to look away but could not. Dipper would never forget these images. Not for a thousand years, though every day he tried in vain to do so.


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Wow its been a while. sorry for the long wait but i have a life to, and unfortunately fanfiction is not as important to me as it once was, but i made a promise that i would never leave a story unfinished, so rest assured, this one will be finished completely. Again i am sorry I made you wait so long. Oh btw what's with all the hiatuses like, why Alex?!

I hope you enjoyed this, please review, bye!