Made Me Realize
Chapter 5: The Past
Fifth chapter :D Enjoy! And don't forget: R&R :)
Mabel's POV
I woke up, looking at the clock. Geez! Eleven already! I glanced at Dipper's bed with no him. He probably woke up already. Carla wasn't in anywhere to be seen either. Candy and Grenda were still snoring away. Those two must have left first. He probably wanted to help Carla move her things to Wendy's house, but why should he leave without me? Maybe he didn't want to bother me sleeping? I quickly took a bath and change.
"Come on, Waddles!" I said, carrying him. He oinked happily and nudged me on the face. I put him in my bicycle basket and we went off. I darted out of the forest and headed to the town.
Carla's POV
"Is it okay leaving your sister behind?" I asked Dipper, who was helping me carry my things.
"She's still sleeping. I'm afraid she's too tired to help", he said, panting a bit.
"Oh, okay", I nodded understandingly.
"Where's your room?" he asked. I pointed the farthest door, next to Wendy's room. We opened the door. It was a small room, only with a wardrobe, window and bed.
"Thanks, Dipper. I'll handle it from here", I told him, putting out my things. A music box slid out of my backpack. Dipper reached out to take it, but I was faster.
"What's that?" he asked. I hesitated.
"It's a music box that my mother gave me, right before she was murdered", I told him.
"May I hear it?" he asked, smiling. "It looks like a nice music box."
I nodded and wind it up. A song played. I smiled. Whenever I play it, I always felt peaceful, like when my mother where around.
"It's a beautiful song", he said, smiling.
"Yes, my mother made that song", I told him, touching the music box. It was gold with silver ornaments, beautifully made.
"Really?" he said, amazed.
"Uh-huh", I nodded. "My mother created the notes and my father made the music box."
"It's beautiful", he said. "Both the song and the music box."
"Thanks", I said, smiling.
"Hey, are there lyrics for it?" he asked.
"Yeah, there is. My mom usually sings it for me to sleep. In fact, is about Gravity Falls", I said, smiling at the music box, remembering my mother.
"Can you sing it?" he asked.
"My voice isn't really that good", I said, turning away.
"Just try", he said. I hesitated.
"Okay, but don't laugh", I said sternly. He nodded.
"Alright, here it goes", I said reluctantly.
Come with me
To Gravity Falls
There's so much to see and solve here
Gnomes, zombies, ghosts, and witches
Stay away from those rich kids
No, they are not what they seem
Or are they?
I don't know!
This book made me realize
That there is no one you can trust
At Gravity Falls
A/N: Umm, yeah...my first song fic thingy or whatever, so go easy on me...Just a fan made lyric of Gravity Falls theme song
Dipper's POV
"Are you kidding me?!" I said in disbelief. "Your voice is amazing!"
"You're just trying to not make me feel bad", she rolled her eyes.
"What do you mean?" I asked her, confused. "You're just underrating yourself."
"Everyone told me that!" she said, sounding frustrated. "I'm not underrating myself! My voice IS bad."
"That's underrating!" I told her, sounding as frustrated as she is. She plopped to the bed.
"I guess I am underrating myself", she said, staring the ceiling sadly.
"Hey, it's alright", I comforted her. "It's better than overrating."
She nodded sadly.
"Hey, I got this in honor of founding the real founder of Gravity Falls", I said, trying to change the topic. I reached for the stone artifact in my vest and showed her.
"Cool", she said, glancing the artifact. Suddenly, her eyes grew wide. Her body trembled as she stared the artifact.
"Are you alright?" I asked, alarmed. She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but she was frozen with fear.
"Dipper…" she whispered, fainting.
"Carla!" I shouted. She fell on my lap, unconscious.
"Dipper! I've been looking for you!" Mabel said, opening the door. She looked alarmed seeing Carla.
"What's wrong? What happened to her?" she asked, gasping.
"Go! Get help!" I told her, trying to carry Carla. Mabel nodded and went out to get help.
"Don't worry, Carla. We'll get help as soon as we can", I thought.
Flashback of Carla's past, 3rd person's view
"Daddy, where are we going?" a little girl asked, pulling her father's arm to get attention.
"We're going on a vacation, dear", he said, smiling. She could see the worried looks in her father's eyes.
"Where exactly are we going?" she asked again as she went inside the car.
"We're going to a tropical island", her mother said, patting her head.
"Really? Where?" she asked eagerly.
"Micronesia", her father said. She looked at him with her green eyes thoughtfully.
"It's a really far place, so you need to be a good girl along the way, okay?" her mother told her.
"Are we going to go back home?" she asked innocently.
Her parents exchanged glances.
"Home is where your heart is", her father said quickly. Her mother kissed her on the forehead affectionately. She nodded, although she didn't understand.
"Let's hurry; we must get there as fast as we can", her father said, turning on the engine. It roared and they went away.
The girl was fast asleep. Her parents kept looking over their backs, worried.
"Are you sure we'll be safe there?"
"I don't know. They're everywhere."
"How about our little girl?"
"We could only hope for the best for her."
"Are we there yet, Mom?" the little girl asked, tugging her mother's shirt.
"No, not yet", her mother said, smiling.
She reached something out from her bag. It was a golden music box.
"Here, I want you to have this", her mother handed her the music box.
"The music box!" the girl squealed happily.
"Always remember that we'll be in your heart, no matter how far we are", her mother said.
"Thanks you, Mom!" the girl said, hugging her mother. Her mother hugged her back.
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, dear."
Suddenly, a shot was heard. The girl screamed in terror.
"What was that?" the girl asked, trembling.
"It's alright, dear. Stay low", her mother said, motioning her to duck. The girl lowered her head and ducked. The car was shot. Sounds of glass cracking were heard everywhere. The girl screamed with fright.
"How did they found us?"
"I told you! They're everywhere!"
The car skidded and bumped to the pavement. The girl bumped the jock and fainted. The car stopped right on time before it crash to a tree. The car who shot them parked beside the pavement. Two men in black went out of the car, holding guns.
"Get out from the car, now!" one of them said with a threatening voice. The girl's parents went out of the car, kneeling and putting their hands up. Another man came out of the car. He wore a mask that resembled a goat like creature.
"So you think that you could get away from us?" he laughed evilly.
"What else do you want from us?" the girl's father asked, growling.
"We want our secrets back! Now!" the man bellowed.
"How? They knew it already!" the father said, fed up.
"I shouldn't have accepted you! He was right! You were a traitor!" the man said regretfully.
"Too late", the father sneered. The man kicked him in rage.
"I want those books!" he demanded.
"Never…"
"What should we do with him, boss?" his henchman asked. He closed his eyes for a while.
"So, what did he say?" the father asked, mocking.
"Silence!" the man shouted, opening his eyes. He closed them again, putting his index and middle finger of his both hands on his forehead.
"Kill them", he finally said, opening his eyes again.
"No!"
The girl opened the car's door, running towards her parents. She gained consciousness again and was about to see her parents getting killed.
"Carla!"
"Mom! Dad!"
They shot her parents. She watched them as they fell on the concrete pavement, dead. She rushed to their side.
"Mom…Dad…" she said, crying.
The man's henchmen aimed at her, but he stopped them.
"Don't, she might be useful later on", he sneered at her. She glared at them and noticed that they have tattoos on the palm of their hands, a pyramid with one eye. Sounds of sirens blaring in the distance were heard. The man and his henchmen quickly went inside the car. The man sneered at her and illuminated a blinding light from the tattoo. Everything went black.
Carla's POV
"Mom! Dad!" I shouted, waking up. Cold sweat covered my entire body.
"Carla! You're alright!" Wendy said, relieved.
"How are you, girl?" a deep voice boomed. It was my uncle, Wendy's father, Manly Dan. Behind him was my three other cousins, Wendy's brothers.
"What happened?" Dipper asked.
"Uh, nothing", I lied. "Probably I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
"Yeah, me too", Dipper said.
"Same here", Mabel said, nodding. "Wanna eat?"
"Sure!" I said.
"Well, it supposed to be lunch now", Wendy laughed. I glanced at the clock. Holy cheese! It's twelve past ten!
"Let's have lunch together! What da ya say, kids?" Uncle asked. All of us cheered, agreeing
"Man, I'm stuffed", Dipper said, patting his belly.
"Yeah, me too", Mabel said, patting her belly as well.
"Thanks, Uncle Dan! I literally almost died of hunger", I said, laughing.
"You're welcome, kiddo!" he said, wiping his mouth.
Waddles, Mabel's pig, oinked happily as he ate his food.
"Waddles said "thank you" in pig", Mabel told Uncle.
"Why, you're welcome, piggy", he laughed, spraying bits of food from his mouth. I ducked, avoiding it.
"Well, we'd better get going, Uncle", I said. "Thank you for the meal! It's delicious!"
"Okay, see you later!" he said, waving.
"So, you fainted because of hunger?" Dipper asked after we went out. We set out to the forest.
"Uh…yeah", I said. Of course I was lying.
"Really?" Mabel said, giving a look of suspicion.
"Okay, I didn't!" I said, giving up.
"Aha! I knew you didn't!" Mabel said, triumphantly.
"It's because of that artifact", I told them. I shuddered. Just thinking about it gave me chills.
"Why?" they both asked at the same time.
"Because the…the murderer used the same symbol!" I told them, stammering.
"What murderer?" Mabel asked. I gave Dipper a questioning look.
"You didn't tell her?" I asked him.
"I thought she knew it already", Dipper said, scratching his head in confusion.
"Know what?" Mabel asked again.
"Uh, Carla's parents were murdered when she was five", he explained.
"Oh…I'm sorry", Mabel said. "Did the police catch the murderer?"
I shook my head sadly. She gave me an encouraging smile. I smiled, appreciating
"Dipper do you have the artifact?" I asked, turning to Dipper.
Dipper nodded. He took it out from his vest.
"May take a look?" I asked. He gave an unsure look.
"It's okay. I won't faint this time", I reassured him, smiling. He gave it to me, pointing the symbol.
"I've this symbol in my book, but I have no idea what it is", he told me.
"Did the book say anything about it?" I asked, hoping for at least a clue of the murderer's identity.
"No, it's full of ancient symbols", he said, shaking his head. He opened the book and turned to a page.
"See?" he said, pointing to the page. I gave it a look. There were a lot of ancient symbols, but not all. There were also random numbers and letters, alchemic symbols, and drawings. I glanced at the artifact. A writing "Novus Ordo Seclorum" was written on it, below the one eyed pyramid symbol.
"Novus Ordo Seclorum", I read it aloud.
"Do you know what that mean?" Dipper asked, turning to me.
"New World Order. It's in Latin", I told him.
"You can read Latin?" Mabel asked, amazed.
"Yeah, just a bit", I said, trying not to show off. The twins gave me a look of amazement.
"That's…so…awesome!" Mabel squealed excitedly. Dipper nodded approvingly.
"No it's not. Anyone could do it too, right?" I said, flattered.
"No way, man! You're the only one I know!" Dipper said.
"Uh-huh! Isn't that right, Waddles?" she asked her pig. He oinked, nodding his head.
"Alright, alright, you win" I laughed, patting Waddles' head.
"So, it says "New World Order", right?" Dipper asked me. I nodded my head.
"But what does it have to do with the symbol?" he asked again.
"Who knows?" I said, shrugging.
"Hey, Dipper!" a voice called out. I turned around. A six year old girl was waving her hand. Behind her was a sixteen year old boy, according to my guess.
"Caitlin!" he called, smiling.
"Hi guys! Sorry I can't come to the sleepover. It must be a lot of fun, huh?" she said. Dipper and Mabel nodded.
"Who is she?" the girl asked, pointing to me.
"Oh, my name is Carla. You're Caitlin, right?" I said, smiling.
"Uh-huh. Nice meeting you!" she said.
"You too", I said.
"Oh, I almost forgot! This is my brother, Andrew", she said, pulling the boy toward us.
"Caitlin! I need to do something else! You promised that I could go now", he said, annoyed.
"Oh come on, bro! Just for a while", she pleaded.
"Oh well", he said, taking a heavy sigh. "You guys are the Mystery Twins, right?"
Dipper and Mabel nodded.
"Nice meeting you guys", he said. "You guys are quite famous here."
"Thanks", they both said at the same time.
"Hey, what's that?" Caitlin pointed to the artifact.
"Oh, an ancient artifact", Mabel explained.
"Looks rather familiar, doesn't it, bro?" she asked, tugging Andrew's shirt. Andrew took a look at it with wide eyes.
"Where did you get that?" he asked anxiously.
"Uh, that's an appreciation for finding the true founder of Gravity Falls", Dipper told him. He turned to me and noticed the mysterious book that I was holding. I clutched it tightly warily. He turned to Dipper, also noticing that he had the book too.
"And where did you get those books?" he asked. He looked very worry.
"Why should we tell you?" I asked, glaring at him.
"Because you're in great danger now!" he said in a worried tone.
Dipper and I exchanged glances, confused. Mabel stared at Andrew with her mouth open. Caitlin was doing the same thing.
"What?!" we all asked Andrew in disbelief at the same time.
Ooh...cliffhanger :O It's a bad one, I know :( I can't make cliffhangers :'( Oh well, I hope you've enjoyed reading it *sniffs* I apologize for any spelling and grammar errors. Please R&R
Mystery Code (Caesarian):
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