CHAPTER TEN
"Stanley," Ford breathed, eyes locked on the unconscious demon who lay in a crumbled heap behind the other Pines twin. Ford's heart pounded in his chest and he felt a wave of cold fear wash over him. "What did you do?"
Stan scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "Please. I gave him what he had coming for a long time. And it's a good thing I did too, because he revealed some very interesting information."
"Do you think I care?" Ford said, voice deadly calm despite fear raging through his body. "He is the only connection we have to Weirdmaggon two. Now that you've done that, I doubt he'll willingly give us any information without a deal, and even then I don't think he'll tell us the truth."
Stan scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Come on, poindexter. Do you really believe he was going to tell you-"
"Get out," Ford said, narrowing his eyes. "Get out and stay out, Stanley. Am I clear?"
Stan just barely prevented a look of hurt from spreading on his face. "Yeah sure. Whatever. Come on, poindexter, we both know you'll-"
"Out now," Ford said hotly, walking over to crouch next to Bill, placing his fingers against the demons pulse point. Stan rolled his eyes again but as soon as he turned his back on Ford, his face fell into something akin to depression.
Sighing quietly, Stan trudged to the elevator, not even casting Mabel and Dipper a glance. In fact, Dipper was sure Grunkle Stan hadn't even seen them. As soon as the elevator door closed, Mabel and Dipper walked over to where Ford was performing a sternum rub, attempting to rouse the demon. But Bill stayed stubbornly unconscious.
"He's out cold," Ford mumbled, more to himself than anyone else. "Stanley really did a number on him."
"Grunkle Ford," Mabel said quietly. "Do you think...since he's human, is it dangerous for him to be in the dreamscape?"
"Bill was a master of the mindscape when he was a demon and he still possesses enough of his power now," Ford said, straightening up and all but pushing Dipper and Mabel out of the lab. "Go make sure Stan isn't doing stupid. And try to stay upstairs for the rest of the night, okay?"
Mabel and Dipper shared glances before heading to the elevator and making their way back to the shack.
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Ten year old William - "Bill" - Cipher glared at his father's back, just barely holding back the urge to roast the man alive. As soon as Mr. Cipher turned to look at his son, Bill shoved his nose back in the spellbook his father had ordered him to look for.
But he wasn't really paying attention to the words. He hated his father and it was honestly difficult to concentrate when all he wanted was to strangle the man to death.
Or - in relation to a new power he had discovered - show the man his worst nightmare.
"Go to your room, William," Mr. Cipher ordered. "And don't come back down except to make me dinner. Am I clear?"
Bill kept his gaze on his book but narrowed his eyes. Once he forced himself to calm down and relax, Bill gave his dad a short nod.
"Of course, father," he grumbled. As he was halfway up the stairs, Mr. Cipher called after him.
"I don't want you doing anything but reading that book. And no powers. Or you'll be having an in depth conversation with my hand. Am I clear?"
"Yes, father," Bill responded, choking down sarcasm. He continued up the stairs and into his room. As soon as the door was closed, he chucked his book at the bed and sprinted over to where he had his notepad.
Shooting one last glance over his shoulder, Bill turned back to his paper and continued on what he had been calling "The Cipher Wheel". He enjoyed drawing and he didn't really know where the idea had come from. Still, he felt...connected to it in a way he couldn't explain.
He had even drawn small images of people around each shape, though he felt more connected to the one he called "Sixer" over the others.
They looked to be from the future and for all he knew, maybe they were. In fact, he had only seen them in his dreams. But who know. Maybe they were nothing more than an illusion. Still, they were the only "friends" Bill had.
Sixer was the one he had drawn a full image of and kept under his bed. If only because he felt like Sixer understood him. That Sixer was the same IQ level as he was.
Shaking his head, Bill bent over his paper and spent the rest of his free evening drawing the wheel. True, he should be reading the book, but he had long ago memorized everything in it.
He was a master of magic and the most professional liar - aside from his father - and he could manipulate people like no one's business.
"William! Make my dinner!"
Bill closed his eyes, moving away from his Cipher Wheel as his hands lit up in blue flame. Once he had calmed himself down, Bill turned and rushed down the stairs.
It was late in the night when Mr. Cipher snuck into his son's room. He had drugged Bill to ensure the boy remained unconscious. Once he was sure Bill was still asleep, Mr. Cipher crept over to Bill's desk and stared down at the wheel.
"What is this?" Mr. Cipher growled, picking up the paper and crumpling it in his hands. He turned his angry gaze at his son, speaking in a his. "Witchcraft."
He narrowed his eyes before a sudden idea came to mind. Smoothing the paper out, Mr. Cipher brought it to his room and quickly but professionally copied it into his own notebook.
"I never wanted William," Mr. Cipher said to himself. "Even less so after he revealed his power. After his killed my beautiful wife. Now though...I know enough of magic that I can banish him forever! And with this wheel, he's just given me the final key I need."
It took years to plan, but it was all ready by the time Bill turned fifteen.
"Father?" Bill asked cautiously as the man guided his blindfolded son through the town in the dead of night. "Where are we going?"
Mr. Cipher let a dark smile grace his face and he tightened his grip on his son. The boy was getting too powerful and he was far too smart for his own good.
"No worries, William," he said. "It'll all be over soon."
As soon as they entered the cave, Mr. Cipher removed the blindfold, allowing Bill to see the portal and the boy's own Cipher Wheel carved into the wall.
"Father?" Bill said, fear in his voice as he turned around. "What's...what's going on?"
"You're a monster," Mr. Cipher said darkly, shoving his son and forcing the boy backwards towards the portal. "And you have to be destroyed."
"Father, please!" Bill shouted. His eyes went wide when Mr. Cipher pulled out a gun and aimed it at his son's face.
"You have two choices, William," Mr. Cipher said darkly. "I either kill you now and make it look as if you practiced Black Magic - not that that would be a lie - or you can hope into that portal and pray to god that whatever is on the other side kills you quick."
Bill opened his mouth to object, but threw his hands up in surrender when Mr. Cipher removed the safety on the weapon.
"Okay!" Bill shouted, walking backwards towards the portal. "Okay. I'll...I'll go but...can I just say one last thing?"
Mr. Cipher rolled his eyes but he figured that as long as he never saw the boy again, it was good enough to let Bill have some final words.
"What?" Mr. Cipher spat. He had expected Bill to grovel at his feet but the boy's face took on a dark look.
"I hope you burn," Bill growled. "And I swear, I'll come back and make sure that I am the one who burns you."
With that, Bill turned and bolted through the portal, swearing vengeance on his father.
As soon as the boy was out of sight, Mr. Cipher closed down the portal before uncapping a bottle of Bill's blood and spilling it all along the triangle in the center of the Cipher.
He muttered a few ancient words, fighting back a shiver at the cool wind that blew through. Turning his dark gaze to the portal, he spoke.
"Anyone owns you now. They draw this and say these words and you belong to them. You are bound to it by the sacred laws of Axolotl."
Once he was sure the spell was complete, Mr. Cipher turned away. It spent years tearing down the portal so that all that remained was the cipher wheel, carved into the wall, never to be discovered again.
Until Stanford Pines came along.
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I know that was short, but I kinda wanted to have an entire chapter dedicated to this part of Bill's life. I'll definitely have him reveal a few things to Ford next chapter.
But again, sorry it's short
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Also, these are the links to the photos of the portal and cipher wheel since I recognize that fanfiction doesn't permit photos.
Cipher wheel: . /gravityfalls/images/f/fe/Opening_Bill_Cipher_ /revision/latest?cb=20140720073455
Portal: 42e4/i/2016/234/f/7/universe_portal_by_
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