Chapter 12: Metamorphosis

Bill picked up the book he was reading off his desk and put it in his backpack, pulling open drawers he found the perfect thing to wear, a pair of black jeans and a yellow long sleeve shirt with a black t-shirt over top that had the words 'All Monsters Are Human' written in white.

He tugged them on, he ran a comb through his messy hair and walked downstairs, "I'm going for a walk!" he said to Stan.

"If your planning on getting into trouble call me!" Stan yelled, Bill chuckled and sprinted out the door.

He settled down with his book in a patch of sun, the weather was cold, the park was quiet these days, except for a few kids who had braved the cold to come enjoy some play time.

He had just opened the book when he was interrupted "Hey Bill" a southern accent drawled,

"Gideon, what do you want" he said snapping the book shut, "I want you to explain yourself, how are you here? What are those scars? How are you human? And your name, William Pines whats up with that?"

"If I tell you it all will you leave me alone?"

"Its a deal Cipher!" holding out his hand

"I don't do that anymore Gideon"

"Oh, okay" he pulled his hand back and sat down next to him,

and he began to tell Gideon the full story.

"So your real name is William Pines!?"

"Yes"

"That's, that's nuts! But cool, funny considering you tried to kill your own family"

"I wasn't myself Gideon, now leave me alone, I'm busy!"

"Reading?"

"Yes, I got this for my birthday and I want to finish it today if you don't mind"

"Birthday?"

"October 13th, Ford gave me an early party to be nice"

"Oh"

Gideon stood there for a few moments, so Bill had been through a lot of shit, he had lost his twin, he had lost his family, and he had nearly died from a sickness that claimed his mother, he had been mistreated and turned into a demon by some satanic group and now here he was, trying to lead a normal life, his body covered in the scars of his past.

"Well William, I do hope we can be friends, if you want to?"

Bill looked up at him "Sure Gid whatever you say" Bill gave him a smile, that smile disappeared as quickly as it came "Now leave, I'm trying to read" he said angrily

Gideon chuckled and walked off.

Bill couldn't focus on his book so he decided to visit his brothers grave. When he got there he was greeted by Father Tom "Hey Bill, hows it going?"

"Fine, I suppose, Father?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think Will might come back, you know as a ghost?"

"If he was going to be a ghost Bill he would have been one already, I know you miss him Bill, but hes moved on"

"But why? I mean he left me when I needed him the most"

"He knew you could handle it"

"But I'm not! I need him!" Bill cried, tears sliding down his face. "Hey its okay Bill, he would be very proud of you if he could see you now"

"Thanks" Bill muttered walking over to Wills grave, someone had placed fresh flowers on it, the purple sweet peas made him think of the cake Mabel had made for him.

"Hey brother" he said lying down beside the grave "I'm sorry I haven't visited you in a couple of days, its been a little crazy, I celebrated our 15th birthday, went to school, got kicked out, school sucks, if you have to go in heaven, don't, people stare at me cause of the scars, they give me looks, I hate it"

Bill sighed and rested his head on the dirt, he yawned "Might just take a nap"

he fell asleep

Bill felt his soul being ripped out of his body, he screamed.

He seemed to float above his body for a few seconds, eyes closed, sleepy, confused.

Then he was drowning, the words the robed figures spoke hurt him. He could feel himself being squished and shaped, then the magic would hurt him more.

All of a sudden he felt this relief wash over him as the pain stopped "It is done, bind him back"

He opened his eye, only one eye and stared down at his souls new form, a golden triangle with two black legs and two black arms, he growled evilly, time for payback "Actually you jerks! I think I prefer this form" he growled, he began to glow, his body disappeared beneath him, the robed figures gasped "William stop! You'll ruin everything! Stop!" one cried, they knew what he was doing, all the magic they had given him was brought forth, it had been loaded into his brain, his very soul.

He laughed a high cold laugh, that seemed to echo from his very being and blasted the figures with his new found dark magic, there bodies hit the ground, dead, overloaded.

He floated there for a few seconds proud of what he had done, revenge for him and his brother.

He frowned, wait? What? Who was he? Where was he?

Everything he knew from his past life was slipping away as quickly as he tried to hold on to them, now that he had no body; his new form would not hold on to his old memories. He chose himself a new name instead, something he could have for his own, a new memory "My name is Bill, Bill Cipher"

perfect.