Transcendence Rebels

Chapter 9

Two figures wandered the streets of Gravity Falls, grey hoods pulled low over their faces. They kept moving, ignoring curious glances from other townsfolk. As they passed the police station, Deputy Durland raised his eyebrows at the pair, but dismissed them as people who didn't want to raise the attention of the soldiers and said nothing. Once out of sight of the suspicious police officer, one of the pair pulled the other into an alleyway. After checking for possible witnesses, one pulled back their hood to reveal a female face.

"I don't like this, Dipper." She remarked worriedly. Dipper tugged back his hood to uncover a twins face.

"Neither do I, Mabel, but we have to keep moving or the others will get worried." He replied. Mabel sighed.

"I suppose you're right." She admitted. They had split up into pairs to avoid gaining the attention of the 'law enforces.' Except McGucket, who was a regular sight that no-one paid much attention to.

Then none other then Tyler rounded the corner, and when he saw them he froze, his gaze flicking from the twins to a space behind the two on the wall. Dipper turned to get a better look at it, and saw a wanted poster with the words 'Dipper and Mabel Pines' printed in big, bold letters. Mabel did the same.

"Aw, geez." She muttered. Tyler then began to raise the alarm.

"Get 'em! Get 'em!" He cried. Dipper grabbed his sisters arm and ran, his twin in tow, his eyes blazing with a demonic power.

It wasn't until he and Mabel reached the edge of the town when he realized that he couldn't hear anyone following the pair. He relaxed as much as he dared. A silent crashing sounded from his left, and he saw Lavendyr and Diana approaching. Four people down, five to go.

"Where are the others?" Mabel asked.

"Further ahead." Diana replied. "I told them that we would get you." Lavendyr whirled when the quartret heard gunshots in the distance as a military warning for them to stand down. She grabbed Dipper's arm, ignoring his protests of pain.

"We need to get out of here. Now." She ordered sternly. The other three nodded and together they ran into the woods.

Their panting overpowered their footsteps, and soon it was impossible to tell if anyone was following. To hear, they would need to stop and catch their breaths. Too risky. So they kept running in the hope that they would lose their pursuers by the time they got there. To the place Diana had told them about. As if on cue, the Goddess spoke.

"Nearly there." She breathed. Now they could hear shouts and footsteps not belonging to them. They increased speed.

"Gah!" Lavendyr cried as she was tackled by a waiting soldier. Diana slammed the butt of her staff into his face, rendering him unconsious, and helped her friend up. Within moments other soldiers came into view.

"Go!" Diana ordered. Mabel and Dipper obeyed, but the spy hesitated.

"Diana-" She began.

"Go." Diana hissed between her teeth.

"Lavendyr! Come on!" Dipper yelled, beckoning. She looked from him, to Diana, and back. With one final glance at her long-time friend, she sighed in frustration and ran. When she caught up with Dipper, she glanced back at Diana, in time to see blood spray everywhere.

"Diana!" A hoarse cry erupted beside Dipper, and he turned to look at Lavendyr. The orphan was on her knees, tears streaming down her pale face. Diana collapsed, a hole in her chest. A blood-soaked staff rolled towards Lavendyr, faster and further than should be possible. Dipper wondered if it was the last of the Goddess's magical strength that caused that, as if she wanted her friend to have it. A cold-blooded soldier stepped over Diana, and shot her in the face to finish the job.

"Diana." Lavendyr whispered weakly, sobbing. Dipper placed a hand on her shoulder and she looked up. He was taken aback to see such a lost and haunted look in her eyes.

"We need to get out of here." He told her. She nodded, clutched the staff, and with a final glance at her deceased friend, stood, trembling with the effort. Dipper glanced around for his sister, to find that she was already far ahead. When the duo caught up with her, he spoke.

"Come on." He ordered, not meeting her eyes as he walked passed, and kept walking.

"Where's Diana?" Dipper shook his head, and Mabel bit back a sob as she caught up to him, the spy behind her.

"But she's a Goddess. Can't she heal herself?" She looked to Lavendyr, and the spy shook her head as well.

"I know Diana, and the extent of her powers. There's no coming back from injuries like those." Dipper glared at them both coldly with glowing demon eyes.

"Let's go." He ordered sternly.

For a minute no-one spoke. Then another, and another. It was all too heartbreaking. In the short time they had known her, they had come to like the Goddess. After breaking the news, Dipper had immediately gone to inspect their new quarters, and Mabel followed.

"Ohmigosh we have space!" She exclaimed. Indeed, the small abandoned warehouse deep in the woods was much larger than the underground basement. And this one had a hidden bunker with several possible escape routes. There was a small kitchen and dining table in the same large room as a lounge and training space. Several rooms split off from this one, including a walk-in pantry complete with food, and a workroom. The far wall was lined with several bunks.

Upon seeing a boxing bag, Dipper stalked over to it, and began to throw punches to work off his anger. After several minutes, a voice came from behind him.

"Your stance is off." Lavendyr commented.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is. See, if I push you..." She did. "You'll just fall right over." Indeed, he did. Dipper stood, and began again, imaging that the bag was Lavendyr. "You also ned to guard you face. You don't want a broken nose, now, do you?" And with that, she walked off. For once, Dipper stopped hitting the bag to watch her go, and considered what she had said.

Later that night, as Lavendyr was cleaning her crossbow to keep it in perfect working order on her bed, Dipper approached her. Clutching Diana's staff, he held it out to the spy. It was completely cleaned of blood and gore.

"I take it you know how to use this?" Dipper asked. She accepted, a faint smile on her face.

"No. But she did teach you." She met his piercing gaze. "How 'bout bowstaff lessons for hand-to-hand combat, Dipper?"

"Yeah." He nodded, then hesitated. He knew it would probably change his life, again, but...

There was one last debt he had to pay, one last thing he owed Diana.

"And it's Alcor now."

Ohmigosh guys I'm so sorry I killed Diana, but I needed some drama and something to make Dipper accept who he was now. I hope you guys forgive me. Also from now on I will be referring to Dipper as Alcor, except for when in Mabel pov.

Plz plz plz forgive me