"I'm a demon hunter. I've been tracking these things for a couple days now, but there are still three more of those things left, and their in this building" James explained. He had briefing everyone on the situation.
"then we're leaving. I'm not going to put my family in danger" said Preston Northwest exclaimed.
"who put you in charge?" James said, belittling his authority.
"well, the Northwest's were one of the most powerful families in Gravity Falls" gloated Preston
James chuckled. "well hello mister fancypants!" he said sarcastically "your not leading but two things right now: Jack and shit! And jack left town"
"well, I'm a better choice than some teen-aged thrill seeking demon hunter! And really, are all demon hunters such loud-mouthed braggarts?"
"Nope. Just me, buddy. Just me. Besides, what if, when you get home, your family isn't your family" he said cryptically
Northwest remained silent, seeing the logic in his statement "anywho, you in the green flannel" James said, pointing at Wendy "what's your name"
"Wendy" she said, curios about what he's asking for.
"stick with me. I'm gonna look around in the other rooms. Check for any clues as to where they are or who their hiding as" he said, waving her forward.
She inquisitively followed, not sure why he chose to have someone with him. "so, why do you need me?" she asked
"well, I need someone who knows their way around, and if we're attacked, someone who can warn the others. Now, where should we look first?" he said, rubbing the c shaped scar on his chin.
"we should start upstairs and work our way down"
the two started up the stairs. "can they turn into inanimate objects like lamps or couches?" Wendy asked.
"not that I've seen. I think that what they turn into is reacquired to have flesh and blood"
As the got upstairs, the both started looking for anything that could help. Wendy looked under the two beds. James checked the closet. "hey, I think I found someone's personal belonging" he said.
"what is it?"
James pulled a severed head out of the closet. "i think whoever owned this might be looking for it"
"hey, I recognize him from downstairs. Guy in the blue Hawaiian shirt"
"we just found the first of three shifters"
they made their way downstairs to confront the creature. "hey buddy, looking for this?" James taunted, holing up the head.
The creature, realizing it's been found, morphs into a Sasquatch-like creature and went on the offensive. It grabbed James and threw him across the room. James aimed his shotgun at the shifter, but it's current form had thick enough skin that the bullets didn't do much. "well, if buckshot won't do it, than what will?" he pondered.
Wendy ran to one of the bathrooms and grabbed the rubbing alcohol and some glass jars. She filled each jar, and ran back into the main room to find James barely dodging the shifter's attacks. She threw the jars onto the shifter. In a demonic tone, it asked "alcohol, really?"
She pulled a matchbox out of the drawer. "purification by fire, actually" she said right before striking a match and throwing it onto the shifter.
It changed forms as it burned, desperately searching for a form that doesn't burn. "smart move" James complemented as he picked up hiss duffel "let's check the basement now, see if we can't find the last two"
"good idea" she replied. Preston watched as they headed for the basement. "that boy looks familiar, but I can't place it" he said.
He pulled a laptop out of his bag and began to do research. He made a shocked expression as he found a picture of James. So that's who he is he thought to himself.