Disclaimer: Well, here's number 2 in the vote. In regards of the rewrite... still haven't started yet. I've been busy, and playing games... too much Zelda. On the plus side, my Bendy story is almost on hiatus again, so I can dedicate my attention back on this and my Danganronpa story. Honestly, fixing chapters shouldn't be too terrible. I just need the time and motivation to do it.

RainbowCelin: Well, we'll have to wait until I write every idea at least once before I ask what you all want to see more of.

Nekolover3: Maybe not exactly that. Bill originated from a dimension of only 2 proportions. Elaine having three wouldn't fit in. Perhaps arriving in the Nightmare Realm at the start, where Bill was only trapped there for a few weeks?

Luckygurrl12: I was actually thinking more on Gideon obsessing over Gail instead of Mabel. I did throw around the idea of Dipper and Gail, but I'm having trouble seeing it.

Hourglass Cipher: How about both?

StoriesUnleashed: Originally, it was just going to be Gail waking up in the dimension, but seeing the time of the month, I changed it up. Alex's birthday, Gravity Falls' birthday; so many things to celebrate!

Ooooh: Well, considering how demon-like I made him in GFA... it'd be hard to top that.

Cynder Terror of Skies: Sabina...?

QueenKara671: Gail was mentioned a few times in the second season of the show/story, but yeah, she only made a true appearance right at the end. I'll be asking later in a few chapters what stories people want to see more of. When that happens, let me know then that you want more Gail.

"Speaking"

Thinking

I huffed, blowing a strand of brown hair from my face as I watched Dipper walk animatedly through the woods beneath me. The boy occasionally looked up from his journal, surveyed his surroundings, and then descend back into the world of ink and parchment. "Come on, kid. What is it you're looking for this time?" He had been walking for at least twenty minutes. He should be near whatever it was he was searching for by now.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite guardian angel!" I rolled my eyes behind my glasses, not even bothering to turn to face the newcomer. I knew that nasally high pitched voice anywhere. "How's it goin', kid?"

"How many times do I have to keep telling you, Cipher, that I'm not a kid?" I watched the yellow glowing triangle enter my peripheral vision, but refused to turn. "Besides, if you're here for a decent conversation, I'm afraid you're not going to get one. Rule number one, remember?"

"Technically, that's rule two: don't associate with demons," Bill recited. As common knowledge, we all had to know the rules of entering the other plane. It was a... little harder in my case, thanks to him. "But it's not like you were a stickler for the rules, anyhow. Rule one was not letting yourself be seen by mortals-"

"Unless the situation calls for it," I cut in. At this point, he finally came around and floated in front of my face. His eye crinkled upwards in amusement, and my grey wings fluttered in annoyance. Grey. Angels usually had pristine white wings, but there was the odd occasion where one would have a slight off-coloring. Usually, it had to do with the darker creatures. Dark monsters, where our purity could get damaged. In a place like Gravity Falls, where your charge loved to hunt down such beasts, and where he captured the attention of a demon of the mind... yeah, my wings were pretty much all grey. There were a few streaks of white left, mostly at their tips, but that was it.

"Exactly. And hey! Not my fault the fleshbag decided to intervene with ol' Sixer's plans." I frowned, nodding at his strange point. It wasn't Dipper's fault exactly. The boy was the nephew of a man who almost caused the destruction of humanity. Angels were not particularly happy when that happened, and neither were a few monsters. We only had the one planet. And unlike Bill, we couldn't jump across dimensions. We were confined in strict boundaries.

How I was assigned to Dipper... that was a story all on its own. No other person would take him up, as he was destined to be someone who could unintentionally kill off their guardian angel. But... but something about that awkward, sweaty preteen... I immediately raised my hand, to the astonishment of my fellowship.

I liked a little danger. I liked the unusual, which was weird for an angel. Unfortunately, what I didn't know was that another child in the town had summoned a demon, just as I arrived.

Bill Cipher.

His appearance was... creepy, I supposed would be a polite term. Not grotesque, but creepy. The triangle latched onto my aura the moment he had ditched Gideon, and wouldn't leave me be. Apparently, he hadn't seen a female angel in men's uniform or one with a wing pattern like mine before. Compared to the long, flowing dress the women wore, I chose the long sleeved button-up and dress pants. Of course, everything was still white. Not to mention, my sharp tongue also kept Bill coming back. I was quick on my feet, ready to go at any given moment. I wasn't exactly... sweet, but my sarcasm had a way of appealing people as well as repelling them.

Should have been a clue that the demon found all of that a turn on after the first few visits.

"So what's the mission today?" Bill drifted to my right in the air, avoiding my beating wings and went to kick his legs back. He summoned his cane, twirling it casually in his long fingers. "Sirens? Kelpies?"

"Not sure. I keep hearing him mutter something about... growing crystals," I finally replied, after pausing to look in on what page he was on. "Guess he wants to rebuild that failed flashlight experiment in case a situation requires it again."

Bill hummed in agreement, and after vanishing his cane, we continued following high above the trees. "How're those wings treating you?" He poked a clawed finger at my right wing, and I flinched at the prod. "That color really suits you, you know? Not that boring white."

"It's just an affect of location, Cipher. That, and a result of you continuing to harass me on the job." I brushed his black arm away from me, glaring. "Aren't there any other angels in this town you can annoy? Literally, anyone other than a novice?" I hadn't been at this job for very long. In terms of guardian angels, I was young. In our terms... maybe an older teen or young adult? In human years, I was roughly two centuries old. Nothing compared to Bill. The triangle was ancient. And yet... he was stuck in a holding pattern.

No one started as a demon or angel. Specific events lead us to those paths. Bill did something to his home dimension which led to its destruction, and was sentenced to the Nightmare Realm. Time ran differently there, and so despite his trillion years of existence... he wasn't that much older than I was when I... I...

I died. Well, I couldn't recall how old I was when I died. All I could remember was saving my sister Abigail-who insisted on being called Gail-from something that would have certainly claimed her life. An animal, or drowning, or... the actual memory was lost to me. Decades of being around tend to make things all... fuzzy. I could recall if I tried really hard, but... but it made the pain easier if I didn't focus for too long.

"Nope! No angel's insane enough to step foot inside the town's barrier," Bill responded cheerfully. "You're the only one. Besides, that just gives me more time to focus on you, kid!" Without warning, he swung an arm around my neck, bringing my head down onto what little shoulder he had. "I like you, Angel. I can tell, when I get through into the dimension for real, we're gonna have some real fun!"

"What!?" I yanked myself away from Bill with a screech. My wings beat furiously as to gain distance between us. I had already lost sight of Dipper within the woods' thick canopy, but right now, Cipher was my top priority. There goes rule two again! "Let me make this clear, Bill. I want nothing to do with you, your cronies, or your plan for global domination. I swear, if you get near Dipper or Mabel, I'll-!"

"You'll do what, Angel? Whack me with your halo?" He zoomed in before I could blink, body flickering orange. His temper had spiked, and with how ruffled my feathers were, we were both ready to lash out at each other at any given moment. "That brat of yours and his sister aren't gonna stop me, and neither are you. So just try and keep being a sweet little dove." His eye was mere inches from my face, and a claw was placed just under my chin so I had no choice but to look at him. I couldn't bleed, but the piercing sensation was still there, threatening to cut into my skin like it was paper. "I would love to be the one to make you fall."

His hand lowered, and I wrapped a hand around my throat to check for any damage. Finding none, I let my hatred fueled eyes fall on Bill. "W-well then, Bill Cipher." I was told not to interfere with demons... but if I had to do so to protect my charges... then so be it. "May the best player win." I am such chaotic good that even I blow demons out of the water. Yay me!

I had no exact plan for this. I just started writing, and this happened. Really enjoyed this AU. Stay tuned for more updates on GFA, and for the next chapter. Next time, we take Elaine back into Stan and Ford's youth.

Until next time!

Angel