Pacifica moved through the secret pathways, with each step she feared the worst, what she would find at the end of her circuitous road. As the final doorway opened, she smiled as MckGuckket and Candy jumped, them both pulling suprisingly large weapons seemingly from nowhere.
"Nervous much?" Pacifica groused, "Did Grenda give you the authorization?" She snarked to MckGuckket.
MckGuckket cocked his head at the growl in Pacifica's inflection but shook his head.
"No, she didn't, I take it you're giving it?"
"Absolutely, make sure he is given that cane when you're done." Sighing Pacifica turned to Candy, she really hated what she was about to do.
"Candy, can you come here?" She asked.
MckGuckket's eyes widened but he kept silent, if Pacifica was willing to do that then the situation must be dire.
Candy looked curiously at her mentors reaction to Pacifica's request, but when he didn't stop her she stood in front of her boss.
"Yes, Pacifica?" Candi asked.
Reaching forward, Pacifica tapped Candy on the forehead. Candy froze, her glasses now reflecting the stream of 0s, 1s, and 2s, that steamed through them.
"I wipe the glyph of life from your forehead and give the authorization, codeword: Skynet."
Candy's body collapsed to the ground, a puppet whose strings had been cut.
"Damn me to hell." Pacifica silently spat.
It was moments like this that she knew could never escape being a Northwest. But out loud she asked, "Candy, are you acclimated yet?"
Her friends voice echoed out of the house intercom, fear and shock in every word. "Pacifica, what is going on?"
It was MckGuckket that answered. "You where always interested in Transhumanism, Candy. So when your doctorate project nearly killed you, it was only natural that you would convert yourself into a digital intelligence. However, you weren't yet ready for all that information, so Pacifica and Dipper helped seal you away in a robot body till you could handle it. They then wiped your memory of the whole thing."
Pacifica again asked, "Candy, I really need you to get acclimated, you can kill me later if you want, lord knows I deserve it, but damn it the bitch and her little dog are in the mansion. I need you to take control so I can face her. Spider to Spider."
An angry tone came over the usually happy girl's voice. "That little dog killed Grenda. I am indeed linked onto the house. Pacifica, you gave me a life. I am in no way angry with you. Go, Ms. Spider, allow me to be your web."
Pacifica smiled nastily, "Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way. Slow the bitch down. We need one more strand to fall into place. When I tell you to, get that cunt to the west hall. I'll handle the rest."
"Not a problem, Pacifica, it will be done."
Pacifica once more turned to MckGuckket, "I need you to be done as quickly as possible. I need Dipper up and around, our lives depend on it."
MckGuckket nodded, "What are you gonna do, Pacifica?"
"Oh, don't worry about that MckGuckket, Spiders have a way of dealing with intruders." Turning, Pacifica exited the room, her trap already firmly set.
The woman smiled nastily as she overheard it all.
"Looks like Ms. Northwest don't learn to well," she snarked, "guess I got to be the student that learns the teacher."
Chuckling to herself she began moving through the mansion, sending her little dog ahead, she ordered, "Ignore any doors that are easy to get into. Break down the ones that are not."
Trying the nearest door she was surprised when a hand lashed outwards, grabbing her by the throat. Bringing her knives to the fore she removed the arm, then plunged both into the surprisingly soft wood. A gurgling scream echoed out before the door reverted to a greysskinned humanoid shape, one that was now impaled into the door it had mimicked. Shaking her head, she whistled to her pup.
"C'mon Zeke, this is the way, no one protects a doorway to nothing this much."
Her dog bounded up to her, sniffing the being that hung from the door, it whined then stepped through. Stepping through herself, the woman found herself in a long hallway, all along the length picture windows were spaced. They provided a rather lovely panoramic view of the ridge outside. Looking further down the hallway she saw Pacifica Northwest waiting for her. She turned to go back the way she came but was just in time to watch the creature, with her knives still in its chest, close and lock the door. Looking back down the hallway she smiled at Pacifica.
"Come to deal with me yourself? Eh, Ms Northwest?"
"Actually it's Ms. Pines, Dipper and I've been married 2 years by now. I use my maiden name for convenience. We honestly never made a major announcement, so I don't wonder you don't know. Now then, why don't you introduce yourself to the class?"
The woman's eyes scanned her environment, if this was a trap she could not detect it. Looking once more to Pacifica she curtsied and replied, "My name is..."
"Her name is Constance of the clan Malachite, her Dog's name is Zeke and she tried to make me one of her pets."
Constance's breath caught as Dipper entered the hallway behind Pacifica, upon reaching her the tall, thin young man wrapped his long arms around the blond haired girl, pulling her close.
"Thanks for the cane, dear. Whatever can I give you in return?" He asked his love
Pacifica leaned back and pressed her mouth to his, breaking the kiss she said, "A baby."
Constance snarled, this bitch would not get Dipper back. Dipper was hers, promised to her by the Eldest, nothing else could be allowed. "Oh no, I took him fair and square, he belongs to me now. ZEKE! Fetch!"
As her hound shot forward, the picture window to the left of him detonated as a .50 caliber antitank round reduced the creature to paste. Constance fell back as her favorite dog, one she had raised since he was young was killed instantly. She looked on in shock as Pacifica and Dipper smiled back at her, then vanished, their images flickering a moment and the fading from veiw.
"A hologram, but how did she plan that? I had her bugged."
In mounting horror she watched as steel shutters shot down from the sides, sealing off the entire corridor. Pacifica's voice came over the intercom.
"I knew you were listening in, so I told you what I wanted you to hear. As soon as I told Candi to send you to the west hallway, she knew what to do. This mansion has no hallway on that side, the solarium takes up that entire side. Also, Dipper doesn't belong to anybody, now if you'll please excuse me, I have to go get knocked up. I happen to be in the best part of my cycle right now and I really want to be certain. Tata."
The intercom clicked off, only for a new voice to echo forth. This voice sounded hollow and empty of anything human. It spoke of rage beyond words.
"You killed my friend, now you're going to die." The voice intoned.
Constance's eyes widened as she smelled the familiar odor of propane, "No! Not like this! I don't believe it!"
"Believe it or not you're still gonna burn!" The voice spat as the entire hallway became engulfed in flames.
On the ridge, overlooking the mansion, a athletically built red head in a fur hat disassembled her rifle. Smiling to herself, she placed her gear back inside her jeep and settled down into the driver's seat. Pulling her hat over her eyes, she rested. Soon things would begin, Gideon was already on his way. Best rest now when she had the chance. For when she awoke, it would be time to hunt.