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Alcor the Dreambender

Chapter 2

Diana obeyed.

"When Weirdmagedon began, I approached Bill offering my services in exchange for saving one of each of my Sacred Animals. He accepted, and I helped him. The reason why I offered, was because I am also the Keeper of Truths, and so I knew that you were going to become like this."

"Why didn't you try to tell us?" Dipper asked.

"And how come you can see him when everyone else can't?" Mabel inquired, frowning.

"I didn't try to tell you, because I didn't expect you to believe me, and even if I tried, it would still happen." She turned to Mabel. "I can see him, because I'm a Goddess." Mabel gasped.

"That's so cool." She remarked. Diana smiled.

"Damn right it is." She replied. Ford spoke up.

"Okay, so let me get this straight. When Dipper defeated Bill, he was turned into a dream demon, his appearance changed, and only you two can see him?" The girls nodded. "Do you have any idea how crazy that sounds!?" Mabel opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it an shook her head. Then Dipper clicked his fingers. He thought that if he had Bill's powers, then he could appear to the others. A powerful feeling rushed through him, filling his veins with adrenaline and power. It gave him such a rush, but it didn't have quite the desired effect. Everyone but Diana collapsed, but to them, the world only turned grey. The four gasped.

"Ha! See? I told you!" Mabel cried out enthusiastically.

"I guess it's not that crazy after all." Ford murmured.

"Dude, why did your clothes change." Soos asked, pointing. Dipper shrugged.

"Yeah, and what's up with your eyes? That alone is enough to give me nightmares." Again, Dipper shrugged.

"I don't know." He admitted. "I just sorta...happened."

"This is remarkable." Ford said. "That you survived the change is...astonishing. It's a miracle."

"Or just dumb luck." Mabel slung an arm around her demonic brother.

"Perhaps..." Ford replied absentmindedly, his thoughts elsewhere.

"But what am I gonna tell your parents!" Stan cried, distressed. Mabel and Dipper exchanged sad looks. They knew that their lives would never be normal again.

"I don't know." Dipper admitted. Then Mabel had an idea.

"What if we tell them the way we're doing now! Then they'll have to believe us!" She smiled.

"Mabel, I don't think it's going to be that simple." He grin faltered.

"What do you mean?"

"Well this..." he gestured around them, "happened kinda by chance. I don't know if I can do it again. I mean I can try, but it might not work." He explained.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I have a business to get back to." Stan reminded everyone.

"Oh, right." He tried to remember what he did. He summoned that feeling, and clicked his fingers. It worked. Mabel frowned.

"It doesn't seem that hard." She remarked as the world regained it's colour. He shrugged.

"Like I said, I'll try."

"Okay. Hey! Let's go see how the town reacts to Weirdmagedon on the news!" Stan and Ford exchanged nervous glances as Mabel talked once again to thin air. Soos and Wendy did the same. Diana remained unfazed.

"Sure." She grabbed his arm and tugged him into the living room. She switched on the television, and they sat down as the news reporter gave a report. (Well what else would they do?)

"Today the apocalypse some are calling 'Weirdmagedon' ended." The reporter said. "Town residents woke up in a pile inside of what witnesses believe to be a pyramid, before being transported back to the ground. With me is local diner waitress,'Lazy' Susan. Will you please tell the viewers what you saw."

"Well, I was working as usual in my diner, before this weird one-eyed triangle guy appears in the square and the world went dark. Then these flying eyeball doodads started to turn everyone into statues. Including me! The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a giant pile of people. Everyone was ontop of me, so it was a while before I could get out. And let me tell you, it hurt. It's really not nice, having people piled ontop of you, I can tell you that. And then the world went blank, and fwoosh, suddenly we were on the ground. The whole town! And I was like, whaaa?"

"Thank you,'Lazy' Susan. We now have reports of magical phenomenons happening all over the globe. Some are saying that this is the end of the world, others say that this is a new era of man-kind, calling it the-"

"Transcendence." Diana interrupted.

"How did you know that?" Mabel asked.

"Goddess." She reminded simply.

"Right." Diana turned to the boy-turned-demon.

"I can teach you how to control your powers." She offered Dipper. He scowled.

"What's the catch?" The goddess sighed.

"You're a demon now, so you need to start making deals with people. And I need you to accept that." Dipper couldn't meet her eyes.

"Wait, you said need." He pointed out.

"Yes, but I ment that you are well on your way to becoming one of the most powerful. So you will be called on often." She explained.

"Starting with a new name!" Mabel called out enthusiastically. Diana smiled.

"Yes, starting with a new name." Dipper frowned.

"What's wrong with my current one?" He asked, offended.

"Dipper, no offence, but 'Dipper' isn't really...demonic." Mabel replied, uncertain. He sighed.

"I suppose you're right. But what would be a good one?" Mabel immediately started ranting on names. Dipper rolled his eyes.

"Well there's that name you used with the manotours, Destructor, Gladius, Tormenter, Demonster-

"What about Alcor?" Diana suggested. Dipper looked at her.

"It's perfect! Like it was made for me! How did you come up with it?"

"In the Big Dipper, there are the Twin Stars, Alcor and Mizar." She explained.

"Okay, how about 'Alcor the Dreambender'?" Dipper asked, looking around for approval. Mabel squealed with excitement.

"It's perfect."

"Alcor the Dreambender it is, then." Dipper smiled sadly to himself. Things definitely won't be the same, especially now that his new name was a constant reminder of what he lost.

It was late at night. Mabel had gone to bed, and Dipper at least tried to. Diana was sitting outside on the porch, breathing in the calm of the night, when a large body sat down next to her. She could tell without looking that it was one of the twins great uncles, Stan.

"I know what you're doing." He said flatly.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play innocent. You know perfectly well what I mean."

"Which is...?" Diana prompted. Stan sighed.

"You're messing with their minds." He accused. "You're turning him into the demon he isn't...or is...am I even saying that right? Nevermind, the point is..." He took a breath. "I don't want him turning into that Cipher." Silence.

"Neither do I. That's why I'm helping him." And with that, she turned a hawk that was white as snow, and flew off.