Dipper's first sensation to return was his nervous system screaming in agony.
He faintly felt a breeze on his face and twitched his nose. His eye cracked open and looked at the familiar attic ceiling. He tried to take a deep breath and coughed. His lungs and ribs were aching.

"You awake, Bro-Bro?" He heard. His eyes slowly focused on his sister hanging over him. Her face looked worried.

"Dandy" he said sarcastically, trying to sit up. He felt his back pop and fell back against the bed. Mabel stifled a laugh and gently helped him down a glass of lukewarm water. He finished it off with a satisfied 'aaah'. Mabel prodded him over and sat down on the bed next to him. She sighed.

"Dipper, what happened?"
Dipper squirmed a bit uncomfortably.

"I was sitting outside doing homework, and...Someone...they walked out of the woods carrying you, and saw me and just sort of dropped you on to my blanket"

"What did they look like?" Dipper asked, already fearing the answer. Mabel sighed again.

"It was a guy a little taller than you. He had black and yellow hair, but the yellow part was covering his eye. The other one was, like, golden. He was wearing some type of whitish wrap that hung to his tummy. He was really pretty"
Dipper clenched his fist.

"And?"

"Well, he looked really really worried, and just said "I've done all I can. What he needs now is rest" and then he left"
He clenched his eyes shut.

"Anything else?"

"No...Oh! Wait! He handed me this!"
She practically rolled off of the bed and scrambled to her dresser. She pulled something out and ran back. She held up a beautiful pendant with a polished blue and green gem. It had a bright and shining golden streak. He could feel the magic.

"I-I think it's for you"

Dipper took it in his hands and examined it. On the back was carved one word.
Mage.
Dippers heart beat faster and he clenched the pendant in his fist before tying it around his neck. Instantly he felt it. A wave of energy tingling through his body. He felt powerful.
It felt like he could take on an army and win. Mabel watched him expectantly.

"What?" He asked thickly.
Mabel groaned.

"What happened!? And I want the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!"

"Okay okay. But you have to promise me somethin-"

"Anything!" She burst out.

"Everything that I tells you stays between us. No telling Candy or Grenda. And especially not Stan or Ford!"
Mabel nodded vigorously.
Dipper sighed.

"So I was in the woods, and I got attacked by a pair of harpies"
Mabel gasped dramatically. She put her hands over her mouth, eyes wide.

"Why were you in the woods?" She asked, voice slightly muffled.
He sighed again.

"Bill is back-"
Mabel shot to her feet, but Dipper cut her off.

"And he's good now! He didn't want to do everything that he did. There's a whole demon council! He's their slave, and they made him. When he failed they locked him up and were torturing him. He broke free and he needs my help to get revenge"
Mabel held very still, staring at the floor.

"How did he get free?"

"What?"
Mabel clenched her fists and glared daggers at her brother.

"How did he get free?" She repeated tensely. Dipper swallowed, throat going dry.

"I-I got him out..." Dipper murmured, staring at the wall. He could feel his sisters gaze practically burning a hole in the back of his head.

"Why would you do that!? You know what he's capable of! Dipper, he could've killed you!"

"But he didn't!"

Mabel opened her mouth to retaliate, but they heard the back door of the shack open and slam shut again, followed closely by heavy footfalls. Mabel and Dipper looked at each other. The Stan's were home.

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