I'm back! Did you guys miss me? Admit it, you missed me.

While I was gone, I took the liberty of writing several chapters, so expect these daily for at least five days.

Anyways ON WITH THE STORY.

Transcendence Rebels

Chapter 8

Once again Mabel was smothered in an erie darkness. She wandered the black for god knows how long. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally stumbled upon a well of light. In the centre was a very familiar figure. It was Dipper, wearing his demonic outfit.

At least know I know that he isn't controlling the dreams himself, Mabel thought.

"Hello, Mabel." He said, a sly smile on his face.

"Whoever you are, why are you giving me these dreams!?" She demanded to know. Dream Dipper's smile faded quickly, and he advanced on her. No use exchanging pleasantries this time 'round. He stopped a foot away from her face, and once again rain started pelting down on them. But in the bright lit emitting from Dream Dipper, Mabel saw that the water was a deep red, the colour of...

"Blood." She whispered, horrified. Without another word, Dipper shoved Mabel into the abyss of darkness below her.

And she fell.

Mabel sat bolt upright in her sweat-soaked bed with a gasp. She panted, clutching her pounding heart, and considered the new information that the dream had brought to light.

In that dream, the rain had been blood. But why blood, of all things? I find peace in the rain. He finds peace in blood? No, that can't be right.

Suddenly her eyes widened and she swore. She knew what he ment. I find peace in killing, was the true meaning behind the world. Quickly she bent over the bed to see her real brother below her. No wonder why he was more secretive now. He was heading down a path there was no redemption from.

"Oh, gods." She muttered, before glancing around to see if anyone was awake to notice her strange behavior. On the bottom bed of the bunk opposite Mabel's, eyes seemed to be glowing in the dark.

"Bad dream?" Lavendyr asked, sitting up. Of course she would be awake. Weakly Mabel nodded.

"You won't tell anyone? I don't want them to worry." She kept her voice low to avoid waking the others for just that reason. Lavendyr didn't seem like the sort to tell on others, but she had to know.

"Eh. I'll probably forget about it by morning." She flopped back down onto her pillow as Mabel breathed a sigh of relief. "I know how you feel." Lavendyr whispered. "I get nightmares often. Most times I feel like I'm back on the streets, begging for just a morsel of food." Mabel waited for her to say more, but a quick look confirmed that the spy had turned over and gone back to sleep. She decided to do the same.

Below her, unknown to either of the girls, Dipper had listened to the entire conversation, pretending to be asleep facing the wall.

It was funny how just over a month ago everything was as normal as things could get in Gravity Falls. It was funny how just over a month ago Bill took over the small Oregon town. It was funny how just over a month ago Dipper had been turned into a demon upon killing Bill. It was funny how a month ago he had turned into some kind of human-demon hybrid. It was funny how a month ago Gideon had gained influence over nearly the entire country. It was funny how the day before, their small band of rebels had increased by one person. It was funny, yet no-one was laughing.

He wished more than anything that things could go back to normal. Just for once, he wished that he could have a normal day in this tiny suburban town. Especially now that he knew that his sister and twin was suffering. He clenched his fists, causing irritation as his bandages rubbed against his burns.

Dipper winced in pain, and eased the linen as his heart stopped pounding against his chest so hard. Knowing that he could feel pain again always calmed him down.

In the morning, Lavendyr looked as if she had indeed forgotten the events of the night before. But as she shifted uncomfortably at the breakfast table, Dipper knew that this was not the case. But he also saw, in her eyes, a haunted look that suggested that it was a painful subject and did not wish to talk about it. So he dropped the topic, knowing that she knew he'd been listening. The spy was too observant for her own good. Suddenly Diana clapped her hands once.

"Alright, Lav. Let's see how much you've improved at hand-to-hand combat over the years." She announced. Grumbling, the sixteen-year-old stood and went over to where Diana was waiting in a clear space on the floor. She got into the 'guard' position, and they began.

Diana threw the first punch, and Lavendyr nimbly dodged. Before the Goddess could recover, she side-kicked her in the stomach, sending Diana stumbling back. They circled, and again Diana attacked, a flurry of hands and feet. Lavendyr dodged most of these, and blocked the rest. She got behind the older of the two, and kicked her in the small of her back. Quickly, faster than the onlookers-Dipper, Mabel and Stan-could see, Diana dodged, causing Lavendyr to go off balance. Nimbly she crouched and swept out with her leg. The spy toppled over, and Diana knelt on top over before standing. It was clear who the victor was.

"Well, you've definitely improved." Diana remarked with a smile. She held out a hand to help her opponent up. Lavendyr nearly accepted, but quickly withdrew her hand.

"I can get up myself." She said stubbornly. Diana shrugged and pulled back.

"You learnt from last time, I see." Mabel was confused.

"What happened last time?" She asked as Lavendyr stood.

"Last time I flipped her over my knee." Diana replied. Stan whistled appreciatively. "Again?" The spy nodded, and got back into position.

But before they could begin again, a faint crash sounded from upstairs, shaking plaster from the roof.

"What was that?" Mabel asked nervously.

"I don't know." Ford whispered. Hearing the ruckus, the others had rushed back into the main room. McGucket checked the screens.

"Whooee hornswoggle. I reckon we be a compromised!" The old man announced. Stan cursed as the others immediately started to grab their pre-packed bags-in case of an emergency like this-and line up in front of the secret exit.

"Wait! Dudes, where will we go!?" Wendy asked. Diana grinned.

"I know a place."