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Chapter 5

I waved at the fading backs of Pacifica and Devon before linking arms with Gideon, his eyes filled with exasperation as his gaze lingered onto the two, I broke his eye contact with them as I cheerfully suggested, eager to get away from Candy and Gretchen who stood off to the side talking, hand in phone, "Time to come with Daddy and go have some fun!" I dragged him behind me, taking him the opposite direction of where the now gone figures of my best friends.

"Are you sure..about leaving the two of them together?" Gideon questioned as he allowed himself to be pulled together as I assumed from the defeated expression on his face, what he thinks is his oncoming doom. I brushed off his concerns, as I smiled confidently to him.

"Don't worry! Devon cares for Pacifica so if anything, he'll make sure she's safe, despite how he looks," I relaxed as I look out at the distance as a warm feeling runs through me, "He's always had my back and protected me, I'd trust him with my life…so I trust him to make sure Paz will be okay."

He tilted his head as he looked at me, and for a second, I thought for a kid, he doesn't act like one very much, "So you two are childhood friends?" he wondered, his body relaxing a little, however he still seemed concerned as every once in a while, his eyes seemed to be searching for something or someone.

I nodded, "But enough about me! So Don't worry your pretty little head about it, so time to tell daddy about your wishes and what the children of this generation do nowadays!" I said, poking his nose, "Boop~"

I watched as he scratches his nose, glaring up at me, in a way, I hoped to maybe distract him to ease his mind, I'd like to get to know him since Pacifica seems to like the kid a lot, I took that moment to observed him as he responded in irritation, "You know we are in the same generation and I'm only three years younger than you?"

He had thick platinum blond hair and large dark blue-grey eyes, he has a small stature with a baby face, freckles dance across his button nose and pouty lips, the longer I stared, the more I stared, the more I realized he looks like a little doll, I watched as his face turned pink as he mutters, arms folded, "How cute…" I said softly and immediately his face turned red as he looked confused.

"Wh-what?" he sputtered, "I-I'm not cute!"

"Please let me adopt you, I'll buy you all the sweets and candy." I stated determinedly, he seemed distressed as he tried to refuse,"I want to spoil you, please, let me be your new parent."

He looked down for a moment before sighing, "No, you can't be my mum, but I...I'd like to try a hershey Bar and a candy apple..I...never had one before.."

I gaped at him, "Wh-what?! How come!"

He shrugged, "I'm not allowed to have candy, it's bad for the body, mind and my teeth, never indulge yourself in gluttony and all that."

"What- what about Halloween?" I asked in disbelief

He stared at me confused, "what about it?" he shrugged dismissively, " we just don't celebrate…"

Incredulously, I immediately headed to the stands, like a woman on a mission before buying a dozen different sorts of brand of candies and stomped back towards Gideon shoving it in his arms.

"What are these—"

"You're going to eat them and you are going to enjoy your childhood and you are going to like it." I said with my arms crossed, "This is for your own good."

Gideon only stared back at me deadpanned as he held the bag of candy, "I can see why you and Pacifica are friends." He sighed, "I just wanted just a candy apple or chocolate...then you bring me everything you can find, what's wrong with you.."

I only grinned, "As your parents, we have a responsibility to make sure you have a childhood to enjoy before you become old farts like we are!" before dragging him behind me to look around the different sorts of stalls, smirking as I see from the corner of my eye, Gideon taking each piece quickly to shove in his mouth as if afraid that'd someone would take it away from him, I patted his fluffy hair ignoring his protest.

As time passed, he seemed to bring his guard around me, grinning and sticking his now blue tongue at me, his hair becoming more of a mess due to my constant patting of his head as the squirt now should have realized won't stop, his fingers sticky as he grabbed my hands to show, his eyes sparkling as he point at the night sky that were filled with various colors, I grinned at him, as I swore I could smell the gunpowder, he was a great kid, I could see why Pacifica liked him. I hope Devon will warm up to him, one day. He's not as annoying as Devon claims he is, I snorted.

"What's so funny?" Gideon questioned in confusion, his hand removed from my hand.

"Just thought of how for someone who never enjoyed a night feasting on a large bag of candy, your body is handling it pretty well~" I answered, in response he frowned at me before his eyes widened, ducking his head.

"...Let's go," he muttered, pulling my hand.

At the sudden shift in mood, I looked at him concerned, worried I said something wrong, "Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" I asked softly, he only shook his head in the negative.

"Come on...I won't be able to understand if you don't tell me…" I said to him softly, feeling worried.

He said softly as he didn't meet my eyes, "...Kids from school..Don't wanna see 'em."

Realization immediately dawn on me before nodding, "...I understand, let's avoid em and run!" I cheered before moving away in a slow jog run, making sure he's following me. He only stared incredulously before quickly following me, his face annoyed.

We finally stopped by a tree, his face red as I panted, sweat dripping down my brow, I bent over and held my knees before standing up, pushing my braids out of my face.

"Why are you so weird?!" he gasped out before puking out all the sugar of his stomach on to the unsuspecting unfortunate target, the bushes.

I laughed as I rubbed his back gently, his arm being supported by the tree beside us, he grumbled out, his face now green, "I'm never eating or looking at another piece of candy again…"

I nodded sagely, "That's what we all say before we do it again next year, but the cycle never ends…" I said faking my despairing mood before chirping, "But at least it's fun to look back on! Congrats Gideon, you're officially experiencing the greatest thing life has to offer—"

The snap of a tree branch interrupted my tirade, my smile faded from my face and I looked around, noticing that we are alone in the dark, in the woods and the forest was eerily silent, dread pooled at the depths of my stomach as I look at the abyss of darkness that delved further into the silence.

I forced a smile and said, "...Youth, let's get you home," I said softly, checking the time, "it's almost ten, and you should be getting to bed probably anyways."

"What about Pacifica—" He began. I cut him off immediately.

"Don't worry, I bet by now she's home already, passed out after a full out sugar rush!" He still looked worried and I continued on to help him with his worries, "How about it, after you get home, I'll make sure to send a text or call...to both of them."

He nodded accepting my decision before I pushed him forward, keeping my eyes on our back, "Now move along forward." I grinned, in his eyes I could see worry as his gaze for a moment drifted towards the sound of where the breaking sticks was, but after seeing my expression, he seemed to relax before moving forward and my heart for a moment, warmed at being trusted and the little faith he placed in me.

Once we were out of there, the rush of dread began to slowly disappear. I looked back and froze, I quickly turned away and pulled Gideon, trying to not shake, trying to remove the memory of the silent dark shadow-like figures watching us. I swallowed, hoping to god that they are no longer there and that Gideon didn't see them. I didn't want his mind to be imprinted with the dark images of a shadow holding on to what could only be described as a human head.

Ten quick minutes passed as I arrived at the door of the small shop? Museum? Of the Gleefuls' Wonders and Conspiracy Theories, I watched as he yawned, his eye half lidded, patting his now flat messy hair, "See! knew you were tired, now head up," he nodded as rubbed his eyes, he smiled softly.

"Thank you for hanging out with me, that was cool of you despite how annoying you are," He muttered, barely audible but I grinned as I pulled out my phone, "Anytime kiddo~"

He huffed in irritation, "I'm not a kid, I'm a tween…"

"Sure...Sureee.." I said walking away texting Pacifica.

My Wife Pacifica

( J ): Bby girl I miss u

( P ): Pfff we'll end up seeing each other at the special event (;

( P ): Btw where are we meeting?

( J ): At the place where everything began (;

Today 10:01 P.M

( J ): Hey, Where are you guys at?

( J ): If you are home, like text me aight?

Delivered

I waited a few minutes staring at my phone while walking back, my heart pounding in nervousness as my mind kept flashing back to the scene of the shadowed figures, "Answer me, goddamnit.." I muttered before I froze as I heard footsteps in front of me, I slowly looked up to see familiar dark hair and slanted dark eyes staring at me, my heart calmed and a scowl climbed onto my lips, "I see you don't have your bodyguard with you." I sneered at her.

"I don't need her when I'm talking to you, Jenny." She cooed, "I could have you crying your eyes out like a baby if I want you to~"

I rolled my eyes, "Well, it's never a pleasure to talk to you." I scoffed before I began to walk past her before I felt slender fingers grab my arm, stopping my tracks.

I felt her hand caress my cheeks, and my heart stopped and without thinking I leaned closer towards her palm, "Don't be so cold...I remember we used to be a lot closer than this," she purred, "in more ways than one…"

I back away from her immediately, missing the warmth of her hand as soon as it's gone, feeling irritated with myself, "Do I look like I give a fuck Candy," I hissed,"I don't have time for your games. If you'll excuse me but I need to find me bestfriends."

She giggled as if I said the funniest thing ever before I glared at her, "What's so funny, now?"

"Oh, just the idea that you called the both of them your 'best friend' but you never told Pacifica about me." She mocked.

I just turned away from her, "Oh…" she said, amusement evident in her voice, "just a word of note...I saw her earlier, the poor dear looked like she was crying, I wonder what happened to Devon since she was walking with someone... different."

I paled as I stared at me before I began calling Pacifica on my phone, hearing only a voicemail from her, I started calling Devon, I swallowed as it went to voicemail immediately.

I started panicking, trying to calm myself, I know Pacifica is okay since she was with someone and maybe she's home since she never answer calls when she's home, but why was she crying, what happened to Devon, why isn't he answering, my mind running through possibilities, the voice of Candy drowned out as my thoughts overwhelm me. I began running towards his house, fear being my driving force, I stopped as I nearly ran into someone.

"Sorry!" I squeaked,meeting his dark eyes, which brought shivers inside me as a rush of familiarity filled me, for a moment I wondered why, but I got rid of it as soon as it came, telling myself I'll think about it later. I ran past him, spotting familiar red hair in the distance and relief flooded me instantly as I rushed towards him, "Devon!"

He didn't seem to hear nor look at me as I arrived behind him, walking forward, I turned him around only to see an odd expression that turned into surprise, I gasped out as I felt the adrenaline left my body, "Why weren't you answering my calls?!"

He rubbed his arm as he looked down at me, an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry…" he replied, "my phone was off..."

I frowned, "I'm glad you were okay, at the least but…" I started, "Do you know why Pacifica was crying?"

His face became blank as I stared at me, for a moment I felt uncomfortable, his usually warm honey-brown eyes were dark, but I shook the feeling off, confused for a moment as I never saw that expression on his face before.

"Dev..?"

The expression disappeared and a smile replaced it, and he shrugged it off as he scratched his neck, "I don't know…" I frowned as he continued, his hand going back to his sides, "We got separated during the night and I assume she went home.."

"You're lying." I accused.

His eyes darkened immediately.

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Everyone emptied from the tent, to head out to enjoy what is offered outside the tent, I walked into the back and tilted my head as I saw my brother change into more informal clothing, a hoodie with a white shirt underneath, my eyes lingered on the gloves that were still covering his hands, "Where are you heading?" I asked, a forced smile touched my lips as I stepped closer, tilting my head to meet his eyes, my dear younger brother, I thought to myself warmly, how much you've grown.

He didn't say anything, our eyes being enough of a message to me, before he walked passed me, I looked behind me waiting, before his voice penetrated the silence between them, "Ελάτε σε μένα, προσφέρω μια ψυχή σε αντάλλαγμα για τη βοήθεια και τη δουλεία σας...keep your hands clean." He said softly and I watched as the dark back of his hoodie left my sights, disappearing to who knows where, probably to track down the thing we came here for, he really doesn't take a break, I thought silently.

I walked back out onto the stage, the curtains already drawn, only to freeze as I see a boy with dark hair and dark eyes staring back to me, he was familiar, remembering his rather ruthless technique towards the girl in the special game my brother and I created, and as well as the time he, surprisingly skillfully threw the daggers as if he'd done it all his life, he was an interesting specimen, I thought, watching a smile curl onto his lips. he stared at me oddly, eyes filled with admiration and something I can't put my finger on. I returned the smile his way, despite being uncomfortably set on my face as I said, "This is off limits to those who aren't an employee of the Mystery Twins."

His cheeks turned pink as he seemed to stop staring at me in whatever way he was staring at me before clearing his throat, he immediately he began to fanboy and I relaxed for a moment, "I just wanted to tell you that you are amazing and—"

I immediately raised my hand to signal him to stop, and he stopped talking as I walked towards, "We appreciate you and we love to have you as a fan, but do not trespass." I said as the pain in my cheeks began to irritate me as forcing a smile was annoying so I dropped it, "So please leave and send a letter if that's all you have to say...we would... love to read it."

"A simple letter can't convey my feelings. I adore you. I'm charmed by your every move and action..." he began,before his voice became a soft whisper,"...even more so that you gave me the chance to know what it feels like to kill a person..."

I stilled, my eyes cold as he approached me, his steps quiet as he get on one knee, taking one of my hand, his cheeks red, and my eyebrow raises in momentary surprise as I finally recognized the emotion in his, desire, he pulled my gloved hand towards his lips and planted a kiss on the tips of my fingers, his head bowed, revealing his neck to me and a quirk of my lips to express my amusement.

"Aren't you scared?" I said softly, crouching down, my voice echoing with the use of my magic, I took his chin pulling it to meet my eyes, I noticed curiously enough that his eyes were actually a stormy grey and intrigue fills me as his own gaze begin to direct to my lips, and the only thought that crossed my mind was that he could be useful, I grasped his hand, pulling him up to stand up to meet me, I noticed he was large in stature, taller than my brother, standing at maybe an impressive 6'8 to my height of 5'6.

He parted his lips and whispered, "No...I admire you." He looked down at me,"I understand the person you are and..we are exactly alike."

"Follow me." I walked away.

For a man that big, I didn't expect for him to be as quiet as a mouse, for a second, I wondered if he was following me, however that doesn't matter, if he wishes to prove his devotion towards me. He should listen to me and be able to handle the sight of what I'm about to reveal to him, if he truly understood me as he said he does. I stopped in front of the box, I looked at him with any emotions, watching his face as I opened the box. The way his eyes widened wasn't surprising, expecting fear, however I felt intrigued watching him step closer, as if he was a little kid on christmas eve, for a moment, I was a little disappointed as it meant I won't have a toy to play with tonight.

"Did I…?" He exhaled in awe, interrupting my thoughts, for a second I raised my eyebrow, before amusement filled my chest as the realization that he didn't even know that he actually did kill someone. I nodded. I looked at the body, blood leaving the large thin cuts that were left all over her body, blood leaving her mouth dripping on the ground, and I stared, just noticing the blood that stained the floor. I blinked and tilt my head in wonder, how long has that been there, I questioned myself.

I watched as he raised his hand towards the corpse, caressing her cheek before pulling her eyelids back, only to stare into the cloudy eyes of our dead assistant, "...Beautiful," he whispered.

"How interesting.."I said under my breath observing him.

"Please carry this box for me?" I asked, as I closed it.

He didn't hesitate in picking it up, and I walked further in the back of the tent, smiling as I heard him struggle more with each step he took, "The human body is really amazing, and how when we are alive, our weight distribution is spread out evenly and our center of gravity adjusts accordingly, but once your dead, your body loses its ability to change and adapt." I said, "my brother taught me that... he truly is brilliant."

"Drop it here," I told him as I picked up a book, an old book I often would find my brother studying in the late hours of the night, a book that I will use to summon creatures from the shadows. I heard the thump of the box, "open it."

He opened the box and my hands glow heavily a deep shade of blue, the corpse hovering as I brought it to an elaborate diagram, placing it gently before whispering the same words my brother said to me earlier, "προσφέρω μια ψυχή σε αντάλλαγμα για τη βοήθεια και τη δουλεία σας," a gasp from the side reminding me of the audience in the room, ignoring him, I concentrated as I felt myself levitate, closing my eyes and ignoring the voices that whisper promises of unrestrained power and wealth if I give in, telling me the world would be mine, but I repeated the words, "προσφέρω μια ψυχή σε αντάλλαγμα για τη βοήθεια και τη δουλεία σας…!"

I felt my feet touch the ground and I stared at the hands go inside her body before pulling out a mist that struggles in their grasp, swallowing it whole, then two shadows in the form of humans appear before me, "What...was….What are those….?" his voice shook in the background.

"Soma." I answered, they nodded as they understood my intent through me and pulled the body down into the darkness of the room, disappearing into nothing, leaving me and what was his name, I thought curiously.

"What's your name?" I said, turning to him, he looked surprised, looking at me then the spot where the corpse used to be, different emotions running through his eyes, before one stood out, admiration.

"My name is….Wilton," He answered before asking, "How did you do that…?"

Before I could make a decision on how I should answer, a voice interrupted, "Mabel…" My brother entered, and surprise fluttered across his face but his mask of indifference slipped easily back on to his face as he stared down the boy I now know as Wilton, "Who is...this?"

I glanced at Wilton, and a spike of anger flew through as the expression towards my brother was unwelcomed, I kept a smile on my face, any fondness I may have developed towards him disappeared, "This is...Wilton," I answered reluctantly, unenthusiastic about his presence, "He claims to 'understand' me…"

"What are you doing here and what do you want with us?" Dipper questioned, a tilt to his brow as he stared him down, despite being shorter than Wilton, a spark of amusement sparked in me to see him flinch at my brother. The boy looked at him with determination.

"I'll pledge loyalty to your sister…" He began, my brother's expression unchanging and finished off with a quiet, "...and you."

"Is that so?" Dipper questioned and his eyes gleamed with mischief, "Then, Let's play a game."

"A game?" Wilton asked cautiously, "What...kind of game?"

"I'll give you three challenges." He stated as he walked towards him, he placed his fingers on to the side of Wilton's head, and Wilton immediately flinched before staring into the eyes of Dipper, and he blinked.

"First Challenge...Find him." Dipper said, a smile crawling on to his lips and I shivered as I waited for him to continue and eager to know what he's planning.

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."You're lying…" I accused.

His eyes darkened immediately, his voice quiet as he asked, "Why do you say that…?"

I felt dread filled, I didn't understand why but I felt as if I was in danger but Devon would never hurt me, would he, I thought, before removing my doubts, trying to ignoring the feeling that I should run, and I looked around my surrounding to see the guy I ran into walking, his steps surprisingly quiet for his large form, "Jenny...did you..talk to Pacifica?" he asked softly.

I turned to him again, I blinked as I realized he was closer than before and I just realized how tall he is compared to me, and I swallowed, "N-no…" I stuttered before clearing my throat, noticing how alone we are currently, my eyes looked behind me to see the guy gone and I took a quiet breath in.

"Oh…"

"Did something happen with Pacifica?" I questioned immediately as I realized how weird that sounds, what did him lying have to do with Pacifica, "What happened?"

He scratched his neck again as he said, "Nothing."

"Why are you lying to me?" I asked, frustration leaking from my voice, "I know when you're lying, we've literally been friends since diapers, you can't lie to me."

"I'm not lying!" He yelled at me, and I stepped away in shock.

"You're acting strange…" I said strangely, "No...you've been acting strange for a while, but this time it's beyond me, honestly a week ago when we talked about going here was the most normal you've been, I didn't call you out on it since I thought you'd tell me when you're ready but this isn't just about you! Pacifica was crying earlier, you are acting odd and you're kinda scaring me and you've been lying to me this whole time and you've never lied to me!"

"I. Did. Not. Lie." He gritted out between his teeth as he scratched at his neck, "I've been no different than normal, it's all in your head, why can't you just trust me?!"

"I won't give you blind trust when it's fucking obvious you're lying to me!" I screamed at him, feeling angry tears gather in my eyes, "Why can't you understand I'm concerned for you! I love you and Pacifica and I want to make sure you're both okay!"

He stood silent for a moment, "What makes you think I'm lying."

I stared incredulously before laughing while tears now streamed down my face, "Are you fucking serious?"

"Yes."

I hiccuped, wiping my hands against my face, "Do you not trust me or something? Did I do something to you…"

"Just answer me."

"You fucking asshole, since you wanna know, so bad, you always scratch your neck whenever you lie!" I shouted.

"Oh… sorry for making you cry.." He apologized, I noticed his finger twitched before he turned away, and my heart sped up as he never apologized without hugging me or at least showing he cares and he's keeping things from me and he's leaving me.

For a moment, his back distorted and his hair was shorter and darker, my mind running as I choked, why do the people I love always leave me, before I realized it, I gripped his hand.

"Please don't go… I love you so.." I begged as my fear of being abandoned clouded my mind momentarily, "Please don't go…"

In the background, I heard a click but my mind is too distracted to even care.

He turned to me and our eyes met and his gaze softened as he walked towards my, wrapping his arms around me, "I'm fine." he muttered, "I just don't wanna talk about it, so please drop it, for me…"

I breathed out, relaxing as I felt safe once again in his presence, as if I got my best friend back, I nodded before stepping away from our hug, watching his figure get smaller and smaller until he fully disappeared from my sight. I turned around to see him again.

"Oh...It's you…" I muttered, uncomfortable as I tried to place his face before remembering, "You're the one that performed back then on stage with the twins."

He hummed, "You created quite the interesting scene…"

I felt myself become warm as I looked down in embarrassment, "You were watching…?"

"I was concerned since you seemed scared." He stated as he looked down at me curiously before asking, "Are you alright?"

I felt weird as he looked me over in what I assumed concern, "Would you like me to walk you home? it's dangerous out here at night for a lady like yourself to alone."

I shook my head, "I'm fine, I just had a fight with my best friend, that's all.."

He stares in the direction of where he went before asking with a weird smile, "What's his name?"

"Um...why do you want to know?"

"I thought he was cool, so…"

I grinned at him for a moment, forgetting my earlier feelings for a second, "Devon doesn't swing that way, sorry pal!"

He shook his head furiously as if to deny the possibility before starting, "I just wanted to be his friend...but.." he started shyly before laughing, "I guess I seem weird, huh?"

"No worries, anyways I'll head home now," I said quietly.

"Are you sure you'll be fine…?"

"Yeah," I said with a forced smile, hoping to look convincing, "You're a nice guy...um.."

"Will."

"Will." I said nodding before walking past him, heading the opposite direction of where Devon went, blinking when I saw a silver glint in his pocket, and I paused for a moment, worry filling me, turning my head.

"Is something wrong?" his voice interrupted, his grey eyes staring at me and for a moment a chill ran through, and I shook my head immediately.

"Uh no, just wanted to say thank you…" I walked away, hoping that Devon arrived home safely.

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End Of Chapter 5.

Please read: Before you wonder, no, he's not Bill, he'll be here. Gideon in this fic is skinnier since I think since the universe is different, his upbringing will be a lot more strict compared to the original universe. I'm also going with the idea that the continued use of the amulets turn your eyes a shocking blue color and shades vary on the person using it, which is why Gideon's eyes aren't pale blue but blue-grey.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, seriously, comments give author's the energy to update so please do take your time to comment if you can, Thank you a lot for giving this a chance.