A/N: This is a dream in Dipper's mindscape. Also blood and gore warning with language. Review.
Dipper woke up in a clearing in the forest. As his eyes focused, he noticed that he was standing in the same clearing where he had found the third journal and the general location of the fallout shelter with the shapeshifter. The near silence of the forest fill his head, but as his ears adjust to the brain-numbing silence, his ears picked up a quiet flapping of a flag. He cocks his head in the direction, and he sees the iconic Take Back the Falls flag, in tatters, and it appears to be stained slightly in blood. Whose blood? Dipper knows not the answer.
That's odd. Dipper thought. Haven't seen that flag since- his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of sobbing. Dipper flashed a look of horror. He knew those sobs from anywhere; they were Mabel's.
Dipper rushed out to look past the log where Mabel's sobs originated from, and almost screamed in terror at the sight. Mabel was kneeling over a body, holding it in her hands. Grunkle Stan stood behind her, his clothes ripped and stained in his own blood, tearing up. Mabel's clothes were also in tatters, but she didn't show as many wounds as Grunkle Stan. They were both pretty badly injured. Dipper was both terrified about the gruesome sight of Mabel and Grunkle Stan, but was also curious to see the rest of the scene. He moved around the log to get a better view.
He wished he hadn't. The body that Mabel held in her arms was Dipper himself. The Dipper in Mabel's arms had just died mere seconds ago. His clothing was ripped to shreds, and the ground around him, along with his clothes were soaked with his blood. Bandages covered some of his major wounds, but they were bled through. It looked as if the Dipper had been either stabbed or shot at as the real Dipper counted seven alike-looking wounds, mainly in his upper torso. The dead Dipper held in his bloody, cut up hand the 4th journal. When he saw the journal, that's when he noticed the other body lying next to his dead self.
Dipper had noticed that the other body next to his was Ford. Like Stan, Mabel, and dead Dipper, Ford's clothes were also in tatters. What stuck out on Ford's corpse for Dipper's eyes are the deep gashes on his right arm, resembling claw marks. The same marks were on his legs, face, and upper torso. What had caught the most attention from Dipper was the large hole in Ford's gut, showing that he was impaled at least once. Dipper felt tears streaming hotly down his cheek as the emotion finally kicked in after processing the sight before him.
The air smelled mostly of blood, thanks to the gallons on the ground and corpses. The real Dipper, Mabel, and Stan silently weep, until Mabel broke the silence.
"Grunkle Stan, they're gone." She said with a sniffle. She bows her head and gently rests dead Dipper on the ground. She originally had a sad look on her face, but in a matter of seconds, it swells into anger and hatred.
"Damn you, demon!" She bellows to the sky. "You took them from us! DAMN YOU! You took…you...took my little Dipper." Her tears flowed down her face and the tears pooled on the dead boy's body.
Stan looked like he was about to say something, but he remained speechless.
What the hell happened here? Thought Dipper as he finally stopped crying at the scene. As he thought of this, laughter echoed through the woods.
"Shit," mumbled Stan. "He's back. Simultaneously, all four of the dream figures froze (well just Stan and Mabel, because Ford and dream Dipper are dead.)
What now? Thought Dipper, as the laughing continued. Then, once again, his eyes were filled with horror. He hadn't heard of that particular laughter since… Oh shit, it's him. Thought Dipper. The entire Dreamscape went colorless, with the exception of Dipper, and with a blinding flash of light blue, the demon appeared, levitating in front of Dipper.
"Holy crap," said Dipper as he looked at the demon. "B-B-Bill?!"
"Ah, good old Pine Tree. Long time, no see." Said Bill as he was brushing the dust of off his top hat. "Why the shocked face? You really thought the memory wipe killed me? Boy, you foolish meatsacks are gullible."
Dipper just stared at Bill, still trying to process how his greatest enemy survived. They thought that they had killed him three years ago. How the hell did he survive? Thought Dipper silently. Bill flashed a skeptical look. Dipper forgot that Bill can read minds (all except Ford, who had a metal plate installed in his head.)
"Watch the language buddy." Said Bill coldly as he raised his arm, his hand glowing blue, and lifted Dipper in the air using telekinesis.
"But-how? We defeated you!" Dipper stuttered, still in shock. "How are you alive?"
Bill chuckled. "I admit Pine Tree, the memory erase stunt was clever, but that plan was way too simple to kill me. To be honest, the fools only delayed my plans. You really thought that I left all of my life essence in Stanley's mindscape? I'm always a step ahead, Pine Tree. I thought you would've known that by now."
Dipper was at a loss for words. "How?" He managed.
"As I said earlier, I sent only part of my entity to retreat the equation. You mortals did erase that chunk of my essence that was trapped in Stanley's mind. So I spent the last three years healing, planning, hoping for you and your dumb sister to return. Lady Luck was smiling on me, because here we are." He finished, and he started gloating. For Bill it's pretty hard to gloat with just one eye and no mouth, but he tried his hardest and the point came across.
"We'll beat you, Bill! We already did it three times!" Shouted Dipper to the triangle. Bill could sense fear in Dipper's voice.
"Nice try, Pine Tree, but I learn from my mistakes." Bill's taunting was interrupted by the sight of the rising sun in the distance.
"Well, looks like my time's almost up." Said Bill. He pointed his finger at Dipper, pretending that his hand was a gun. However, when it shot, it actually shot lasers through Dipper's torso. Bill repeated this process six times making seven total. "Target practice." He said as he laughed hysterically. He started rising in the air, and warned Dipper.
"There will come a day when all you care about is lost. There will be nothing you can do, Pine Tree. Things change, pal. It's only a matter of TIME." And with a flash of light, he disappeared, leaving Dipper alone with the frozen figures. He looked down at his chest, which bore the seven holes, and looked back at his dead corpse. He noticed that his holes were in the exact same spots as the dead boy's wounds. He tried to scream, but nothing came out. As his dream started to fade from waking up, he heard Bill's trademark laugh echo as the frozen figures became unfrozen. Dead Dipper's and Ford's bodies melted into a giant, viscous pool of blood. Mabel's screams grew louder until it filled Dipper's head. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light ended his nightmare.
A/N: So that's chapter three! There's the Depravity Falls. I like dark stories. Please review. Motivates me much.