A/N: I was trying so hard to not end this on a cliff hanger so the ending may seem a bit much but hey at least you didn't have to wait a month. Thanks for reading!

It took a moment for the court room to calm down. The demons here were sitting on empty seats and some were sprawled out on the floor. Half of them looked like they were generally interested in what was going on while others just idly zoned out. The leaders were discussing something and Dipper was staring straight at them but he couldn't keep up. They spoke fast and many translators spoke over them to keep up with their leader's words. Dipper found it too fast. Alex was speaking too but he didn't care to hear his argument. He looked over at Tad with boredom only to see him folding pieces of paper into different shapes. "You know origami?" Dipper laughed.

"It's not that hard," He said as he finished a small paper crane. "Besides they are speaking of unimportant things so I'm entertaining myself,"

Dipper grabbed a piece of paper from the folder Tad was given. It had a picture of him on the corner and all of his personal information written on it. "Show me how to do a paper crane," Dipper smiled at him.

"Why?" Tad grabbed another random piece of paper from the folder and placed it in front of himself.

"I'm bored," Dipper shrugged. "I can barely understand all their mushed up conversations,"

There was a small moment of silence when Tad just stared at him. "Okay sure first we have to make it square," Dipper quickly followed along as Tad himself cut his paper into a square. "Okay know just fold it into four pieces," Some of the demons circled around them, more interested in paper folding then this boring trial. Dipper did what he was told and looked over at Tad as he explained the rest of the instructions. He folded each piece as he was told until he was left with a pretty good paper crane. It wasn't as clean as Tad's looked but he was still proud of himself for managing to do it. He pulled out another piece of paper and smiled confidently.

"I'm gonna try it by myself," Tad smiled. Dipper had never seen him look so human. He was leaning on his hand and gave a small nod at Dipper's proclamation. He held a hand out and retracted it as a signal for him to go on. Dipper began carelessly trying to make a paper crane, Tad correcting him if he folded something incorrectly. Someone cleared their throat but neither Tad nor Dipper paid any attention. "Hey I did It," He said holding up his rough finished crane. "You should show me how to do other stuff,"

"Maybe someday," Tad laughed.

"AHEM," That clearly wasn't someone clearing their throat but instead of paying attention Tad and Dipper both grabbed a paper plane they had made prior and threw them watching to see which one went further.

"Dipper," That caught his attention because it was his mom who said it and he turned around to where she was sitting. "Pay attention," his mother scolded. He could see his dad's head in his hands and his mother's hands were in her lap. Ford was warily looking around, his hand halfway in his jacket. Dipper assumed he had a gun on him.

When he turned back towards the world leaders he smiled coldly. "I wasn't paying attention," He laughed.

"See what I mean!" Dipper looked over at Alex. His hands crossed over his chest. "He doesn't care about anything that's going on here, why would he care about other people? The fact of the matter is that he doesn't! He acts like a child,"

"Because I still am one," Dipper laughed as Tad sighed.

"Take your hands out of your pockets; it makes you look improper," Tad commented. Dipper did as he was instructed and sat up in his chair. He crossed his hands over the table and leaned on it as Tad stood up. "And although your argument was, somewhat, logical it was extremely emotionally charged. It's as if you held a grudge against him," He smirked when Alex gave him a dirty look. "Besides, you have no evidence to further prove your point so one can only assume this is all opinion and zero fact,"

"What do you know about facts? You weren't even listening! He's just a psychotic child!"

"Sure I was I just didn't interfere," Tad stated "To further my answer, Dipper has instructed me to only speak the truth and rely on facts alone when giving his case. Witnesses are easily manipulated and spout lies easy. But of course, you would know nothing of that considering he is just spouting his own 'childish opinion,'" Tad mocked him with a shrug. "In all honesty, he is more mature than all of you who cling to the false hope of a better life, a false God, and have an overall sex drive of a rodent," Tad looked away from him and stared up at the world leaders.

"You were literally just playing with paper airplanes!" Alex screamed.

"Are you implying that any child who folds and plays with paper during something he is relatively bored of is a demon who should be considered a menace?" Tad laughed. "To further my questions, how long was Weirdmaggadon?"

"I don't know like a year," Alex answered

"And how many days was Dipper with you before it ended?"

"I don't know like three," Alex stared at him. "Where is this-"

Tad grabbed Dipper's face and pointed to the hazel eye. "Is it true that during that time you ripped out his eye without anesthetics?" Alex hissed a bit in anger. Tad tilted his head to the side and let go of Dipper's face. "So given your answers, you're implying that a mentally ill child under control by Bill at the time should be held responsible for protecting himself from a human who kidnapped, tortured, and used him just because he happened to have demon magic?"

"During those times I had to do what I had to do to stop Weirdmaggadon!" Alex screamed. The person beside him, which looked like another attorney, placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

"And he had to do what he had to do just to survive," Tad retorted. "Or are you implying that he doesn't get the same rights as you?"

Dipper looked between Alex, who looked like he was ready to punch anything, and Tad, who was clearly amused at how easily broke up Alex was. The World leaders were all whispering things Dipper could have understood if he paid attention but instead he looked at the audience. Some giving angry looks, some looking sympathetic, and other growing confused. Tad smirked and sat back down.

"No further questions," Tad grabbed a piece of paper, wrote something on it at moved it towards Dipper. 'Humans are truly odd creatures.'

Dipper snorted. "I would be offended but the fact that I, a used to be fully human, never understood them either just throws me off,"

"Dipper Pines," It was a young translator who was translating for a leader that Dipper didn't recognize their flag from. He looked up to show that he was paying attention and the women spoke once the man had stopped. "I am aware that you have been through difficult times through out Weirdmaggadon but if you please, give us more specific detail, for the sake of the trial,"

Dipper smiled. He used a bit of magic and made his journal appear in front of him. He flipped through it and ripped out a couple of personal pages that he didn't want to be seen. "Here you go. It's my evidence," He clarified as he passed it to one of the demons near him and they passed it to the leaders. "The journal I kept throughout this entire year being stuck with Bill. Skim through it and you'll have my side of the story,"

They issued a break as they looked over the journal. They did move it around each reading out a few parts out loud. Some people paid attention but others talked amongst themselves during the break. "Dipper," He heard a whisper and he quickly turned around to see his grunkle trying to get closer. "Do you know what you're doing?"

Tad was leaning his head on his hand listening in on the conversation. "Sure I do," Dipper shrugged. "It doesn't matter what sentence they give me, what matters is nothing," Tad smiled a bit.

"Vague," Ford sighed. "But are you really just winging this?" Dipper nodded. "You don't have any witnesses or someone you're not related to that can help you?"

"Help me with what?" he wondered. "It's not like the sentence would actually be persuaded besides all these demons knew what was happening,"

"Yes, we already talked about it," Tad looked over the leaders. "We'll use the only thing that was legitimately there as witnesses, the demons."

"What? Why?" Ford exclaimed. "They're never gonna believe what they say?"

"Why not?" Tad questioned. "They are more reliable than any human and most of them were there for most of Dipper's ordeal, especially Bills hentchmaniacs. They can tell you more than any human could,"

"You know exactly why they wouldn't trust them!"

"Human's are no different," Dipper clarified. "Why would they take a human's words into account but not a demon's?" Tad looked at them in curiosity. Dipper just rolled his eyes. "They're bias, and even you know it,"

They were broken up by one of the leader's shouts. "The trial will resume in a couple minutes! Please stand by as we review this once more," They again began to flip through it before passing it around.

"Great uncle Ford the trial's gonna start soon, you should go and sit down." Dipper leaned his head on the desk, already exhausted by the amount of magic he's using to keep them all in the mindscape.

"You okay?" Tad questions when Dipper dig's his face into his arm. "You're overexerting yourself, aren't you?"

"Possibly," Dipper whispered. "But I can't tell if I feel really sick or really tired,"

Tad draped a hand over his shoulder which was unnatural and Dipper almost pushed his hand off but the contact is somewhat pleasant. After being handled poorly for a while this small touch of reassurance actually calmed him down. "Perhaps it's those cuffs," Tad thought out loud as he leaned his head on the table as well to look at Dipper. "I can feel them restricting most of your magic, do you want them off?"

Dipper tinkered with the crown that was now in front of him. He considered his offer. Maybe it would help him feel better to take off the cuffs "Sure, but don't let them notice," Tad unlatched the chain from Dipper's wrists carefully so no one noticed and Dipper felt an almost instant relief to his magic but he still felt sick. "Thanks, Tad,"

They shouted something about the trial starting up again but Dipper wasn't focused on anything except trying to get himself to feel better. He got up quickly and walked over to a trash bin next to Alex, he knew people were calling his name and some were yelling something about his chains but he wasn't really paying attention. A few people looked panicked and the demons were staring at him in curiosity but he just fell to his knees and began vomiting. The yell's turned quieter and after a few dry heaves Dipper actually felt a lot better. He dragged himself back to his table and ignored the people's questions. "I would recommend getting everyone out of the mindscape," Tad stated. "You're human body can't take the amount of magic it's using,"

"Mason Pines!" Dipper looked up them. "What's the meaning of this?"

"I feel like my body's on fire and that I'm about to pass out," He groaned. "I need to get stop using so much magic at once," He heaved again and covered his mouth. He didn't vomit, thankfully, so he moved his hands away and staggered in an attempt to get up. "Any protest's?" Dipper did hear a few from the demons that wanted to watch it but a majority of demons and humans didn't say anything they just simply nodded. Dipper quickly let his magic retract and every demon suddenly left. Dipper only used his magic to keep Tad there and since he was powerful enough Tad used a lot of his own magic to help Dipper control his more easily. The demons could still technically see but they weren't here anymore, only Dipper and Tad could see them.

The sudden magic he got was almost trying to heal itself which caused Dipper to grown in discomfort. "See what I'm talking about," That was Alex's voice. "He already managed to get rid of the cuffs and he even ripped out a few pages from his journal, obviously he doesn't want you to know something,"

"I still fail to see why you hate him so much," Tad commented. "Listen, you humans value privacy and whether you want to believe it or not he," he gestured wildly at Dipper. "Is human. You can't change genetics, no one can,"

"Alright let me ask you this," A translator began talking and she paused as if trying to register the question before clearing her throat. "In your time there did you kill any humans?"

Tad looked at Dipper wondering if he was going to lie but Dipper only let out a muffled. "Yeah,"

"How many?" Someone asked and Dipper looked up for a second and gave them a confused face. After a few minutes passed the same person asked, "Are you not willing to answer?"

Dipper closed his eyes. "No shut up, I'll answer I'm just counting in my head," He heard a collection of gasps which made him roll his eyes. Ultimately he didn't know. "Does it count if Bill was possessing my body?"

They glanced at each other. "Yes," they didn't sound confident though, they sounded like they were questioning it as well. Dipper sighed.

"Well then I don't know," he heard a collection of murmurs. "There was a collection of people he killed using my body. A collection of soldiers was the first time he killed anything using me..." There was a moment of silence when Dipper didn't want to talk. His eyes began to get glassy and he turned his head away from them. He didn't want to cry in front of them so he closed his eyes but that only allowed them to slip down his cheek. He let out a shaking breath of a sigh and quickly wiped his eyes as he looked back at them. "I-I don't know, it just gets foggy after that,"

"Killing of multiple people is a crime itself," Alex spoke up. "Not to mention, threats, assault, battery, and thousand of other war crimes,"

"Yeah but that wasn't my fault!" He shrieked. All eyes were on him. They looked scared, all of them. Dipper didn't know why but everyone else saw his eyes glowing a bright yellow. He was standing and he had stepped closer to Alex which made the guards narrow their guns. He couldn't let this get out of control, he needed to calm himself down but he really hated Alex right now.

"Mason Pines please sit down," He couldn't make his body move; he just stood his ground in front of Alex. There were other commands thrown at him, hundreds of different languages getting thrown at him all saying practically the same thing. "Sit down now!"

"Dipper please calm down," That was his dad and he looked at them before purple flames dragged him back to his seat.

"Not right now Dipper," Tad warned. "Calm down," Dipper dragged his legs close to him and hugged them. He placed his chin on top of his knees and bit his bottom lip.

"Okay, okay," Dipper whispered as he clutched his eyes shut. "I'm fine now. I'm okay,"

"Unpredictable and dangerous," Alex concluded. "You can't just let him roam around,"

"We just need to find someone to control him," Dipper stared at him for a moment as he stared back. "Is there anything you need?" He stated that sarcastically but Dipper smiled at him.

"Water," the person sighed and shooed someone near him away to get him water. "Can I ask a question?"

"Tell him no," Dipper glared at another leader who was talking to his translator. He understood him though, he didn't even know what language he was speaking, he just knew what he had said. "I don't want this monster asking us questions that could possibly trick these other idiot countries.

The translator was much kinder when saying his words and Dipper just smiled. "Are you the leader of a country?" the translator conveyed the message and the man stared at him.

"I told this idiot he couldn't ask me any question," He scoffed. "Of course I'm a leader, why else would I be here," Once again the translator worded it much more nicely.

"Tell me, how is it to lead?" Tad gave Dipper a strange glance but let him speak. "While you are here ruling over a country I will soon have to rule over a world. It will be much more difficult and I will need experience. I have Tad of course but what would you recommend?"

The man laughed. "Him? Rule? Yeah right! What would he rule over, an abandoned garden! Who would ever follow a stupid brat like him," The translator opened her mouth to say something presumably much nicer but Dipper stood up interpreting them.

"I'm not a stupid brat," Dipper smiled and the man paled when he started moving towards him. "I am ruling over more than you realize, I am practically ruling this world. Who are you to mock me?"

"Dipper," Tad warned. "I will not command you to do anything but this is scaring all the humans and if you truly want a fair trial this isn't a good tactic,"

"Why should I bend over backward to try and make this peaceful," Dipper gripped his hair. "They're not even trying to understand my side of the story! They're mocking me and I'm not even a few feet away!"

"Y-you can understand me?"

"Jesus Christ!" Dipper screamed and his flames wrapped around him involuntarily. "Of course I do, at least have some decency to speak up for what you said,"

"I didn't say anything that wasn't true," The man quickly added.

"Oh really?" Dipper flouted closer to him. "So I assume you agree with Alex over there?" He nodded, albeit a bit hesitantly. The translator seemed shaken too. The guards were shouting things at him; they wanted him to step away from this man. Dipper could feel the aura he was secreting. He knew no one would dare touch him, he was too powerful. Touch him and you're first on the country's hit list. He stepped back a bit when he heard his dad yell something. He didn't back down though, instead, he hovered his hand in front of this mans face.

His memories, that's what he needed to get. This man was talking big but Dipper wondered how he managed to survive through Weirdmaggadon. He flipped through everything and in his mind and Dipper wanted to throw up all over again. This man, although not be directly connected with Bill, killed hundreds of his own people just to save himself. He was talking so big earlier but he was no different from any other villain. Weirdmaggadon seemed like paradise through his eyes. He used, killed, and practically enslaved person after person; hiding away when Bill or other people got too close. It was disgusting and Dipper didn't want to see another second of it so he moved his hand away. "You're a bad person," he whispered. Then he quickly let his flames wrap around this man.

More shouts, more protests, and some screams from the people in the stands. Dipper let them leave this time. He saw the camera fixated on him and he wanted it gone but he didn't have the energy to deal with it right now. Quickly, as to not drag this out, he crushed his flames in his hands which resulted in the man being crushed as well. He coughed up blood and his face flickered between emotions before going limp. Dipper let his flames drop him only so he could cover the oncoming fire of bullets towards him. This entire trial he assumed those guards had tranquilizers in their guns like they usually did but nope, they had bullets.

Purple flames quickly flew in front of him blocking out the bullet's and dragging Dipper back towards the table. "Enough, the trials over!" Tad yelled as he grabbed onto Dipper's arm and began dragging him towards the door.

Dipper snatched his hand away. "No, it's not," Dipper looked at the camera and smiled. "They still haven't decided my verdict,"

"He's a menace!" Alex screamed. "You can't just let him roam around as if he never killed that man!"

The leaders and yelled and whispered between each other. "Tick tock tick tock tick tock," Dipper kept repeating that for the sake of hurrying them up. His chant grew faster as the seconds passed on. The leaders grew warier as the ticks became quicker and much more impatient. Finally, a rushed and almost panicked sentence was screamed by the judge. "Death penalty as a result of multiple crimes against humans and peace!"

"Wait you can't do that!" He heard Ford scream behind him. "He's a minor!"

"Minor or not, there are too many risks in keeping him alive," A bang that made Dipper and almost every remaining person in the courtroom jump. A gavel to the sound block, no turning back. That was his final sentence. Dipper took in a shaky breath and let a couple tears roll down his cheeks when he heard his mother's sobs.

"Dipper we have to-" He smacked Tad's hand away from his shoulder and gave him a rather crooked smile.

"I'm fine," He laughed. "Thank you, Tad! You really helped me out but you can go now,"

Dipper quickly took back the magic that was keeping Tad in the human world and he disappeared quickly. The guards were coming at him, cautiously so they would be prepared for any fighting. Instead, Dipper was staring at the sky in awe, they followed his gaze to see a glowing orange orb in the sky. "What is that?" A leader shakingly asked.

"It can't be," Ford whispered.

"My time wish," Dipper whispered. He glanced at the guards and then quickly. jumped up onto his flames. The guards ran towards him at this point but Dipper was running up his flames in order to get to the time wish.

"Quickly we have no idea what that thing is!" Alex yelled. "You need to get him before whatever that thing does destroy us,"

Ford jumped into action as well. "No, it fine! It's only a time wish, it not harmful. He won it from-" He got pushed back and when he picked himself back up Dipper had already made it to the orb.

He pushed it to his chest and closed his eyes. They didn't hear what Dipper wished for but they saw the way his mouth barely opened when he whispered his wish. Then when he was done he brought the orb up and it quickly scattered into light. Moving in all directions with a gleam of light.

Everyone stood silent for a few minutes, breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling in shock. "What did you do!?" Someone hissed at Dipper. He was sitting on his knees and as his flames let him down to the ground he gently touched the ground. People were afraid to move towards him.

Dipper's face looked exhausted. His eyes curved in worry and his eyes fixated on the sky as if wishing for the light to return. He finally let out a sigh and twirled around on his heels. Dragging his feet as he moved towards his great uncle Ford and his eyes moved to the floor. No one made a single move, some out of fear and others out of caution. When he finally made it to him Dipper simply hugged his chest. There was a moment of tensity but soon enough he was being hugged back and he tightened his hold on him as his own shoulders began to shake. "I'm sorry," Dipper sobbed. "I didn't mean for this to get so out of hand,"

"NO. no, no, no, no," His grunkle reassured as he looked Dipper in the face again. He wiped his eyes. "This is not your fault. None of this was supposed to happen. This is all my fault, God, I'm such an idiot. Dipper this isn't-" He stopped himself because he knew not a single word was getting through him. So he just let his cry on his shoulder as held him. Dippers mom and dad joined soon after and hugged him as well which only caused him to sob even more. He desperately wiped his eyes wanting to just feel fine again but everyone wanted him dead and now he didn't even know if staying alive would be much fun.

The camera was fixated on him. The guards and even some of the leaders started in sadness and regret at the child being hugged by his only living relatives sobbing his eyes out and whispering out apologies that weren't connected to any wrong doing.