A/N: WOOHOO! This is my twentieth chapter, and that is cause for a celebration! Hope you like this one, give it a read, favite and follow if you want, I am going to celebrate! ENJOY!
Sam hovered over the trees, his great wings filling up with air with each flap, suspending him above the pines. He looked down and got a glimpse of his friends through the forest. He, Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie had gone into the Oregon wilderness about half an hour ago, and had been playing hide and seek. Trixie was it, and she was doing a good job, grant it she was using magic to find the others, but still. She had found everyone minus Sam, the spell she used to get Dipper and Mabel wouldn't work on him. She hadn't found Sam yet because when he had realized she was "cheating" he decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. He had flown up and over the forest canopy, out of her sight but not out of his. She eventually grew so frustrated that she finally called out, cupping both hands around her mouth and shouting.
"Alright, Feather-brain! I give up!"
Hearing Trixie yell that, Sam folded his wings and went down feet first through a gap in the trees, and the second he was through he opened them back up. His white wings glistened with a metallic sheen caught the air and slowed his descent, he landed lightly on his feet, right in front of Trixie.
"Hey! That's cheating!
"Says that girl using a spell to find her friends in hide and seek."
"...Tuche."
They went to the others, who had been waiting for a very long time for the game to be finished. Trixie was a very stubborn fairy.
"About time! Who won?"
Sam raised his hand above his head in declaration of victory. Dipper gave his bud a pat on the back.
"So what now?"
Sam pointed to the left.
"There's something over there. I saw it while I was flying, and I want to check it out."
Sam had intended to go alone and give it a swift look over, but the general curiosity of the others was peaked, so they all went. Working around a shrub they forced their way through to a clearing in the forest that wasn't too far from the Mystery Shack. In the center of which, a circle of candles that had all melted down long since from the last time they were lit. Mabel recognised this place at once.
"This is where Gideon summoned Bill! Boy, was that an adventure...I miss those dream boys."
Sam walked around the circle of candles, he could feel something in the center. Like the space itself was agitated, unstable, distorted and he could feel it.
"Yeah...Bill was that principality that went into your gruncle's mind at Gideon's order, right?"
"Yeeeessss...Principalit-what is that?"
"Type of demon. I'll explain about them later. But THIS is exactly where Gideon summoned him?"
Mabel looked from the spot she had seen that horrible triangle being materialize in the air, and then to Sam who was walking around that spot with his arm outstretched and hand facing it. He went around it in a circle, his mismatched eyes locked on the spot where Bill had been pulled through.
"Yeah, that's where the Isosceles Jerk showed up."
Dipper overlooked Sam, and couldn't figure out why he was doing that.
"Why are you asking, dude?"
Sam took his eyes from that spot and turned them to Dipper, but he still hand his arm outstretched to it.
"I can feel it. The place were he came through. It feels like there's a wound there."
Trixie looked between Sam and that spot, then turned to him.
"Why does that matter?"
"When something that nasty is called to a place, sometimes it leaves a scar behind. I'm not sure, but I think..."
Sam's right eye glowed blue and his left eye glowed green as he concentrated on the dimensional injury, then a horrible stillness passed through the air. That stillness, as if time could no longer be felt, was only temporary, because the next second fire exploded into existence five feet in the air and a slight smell of sulfur came with it. The flames twisted and formed a geometric shape, but instead of a giant eyes opening in the center like last time, a purple lampshade dropped over his frame and he held a martini in his left hand. Bill Cipher appeared and for a moment talked as if he was somewhere else.
"You see Screwtape, the key to getting them to surrender their will isn't fear, though you can use that to speed it up, the key is to...wait a minute! This isn't Slendy's party!"
He glowing yellow spectral triangle tilted up his lampshade and his massive eye fell on a startled and very afraid Dipper and Mabel.
"Of course. Shooting Star, Pine Tree. This better be good."
He looses the lampshade, and tosses the martini. Then quickly circles around them all.
"Now how may I be of service, and WHOOOOOO are these two? They're not part of the equation."
He stopped and pointed at Sam and Trixie. He then came in front of them, and presented a hand to shake.
"The name's Bill Cipher. Now who are you fine individuals, and why are two not part of the grand and glorious conspiracy?"
Trixie swatted his hand away, her eyes turning blue.
"I'm Trixie, and that's Sam. And you're that wacky creep who almost ruined our friends lives." (I'm going with this is after the events of "Dreamscapers" and "Gideon Rises", and those things have resolved itself. Don't worry, I won't mess with anything)
"Guuuiiillltttyyy!"
Dipper mustered his courage and stood in front of his friends.
"Listen Bill! We don't want any trouble, just leave us alone and get out of here."
Bill looked at Dipper with one giant eye, then burst into laughter. Sam took a step forward with a angry look in his eyes as Dipper took a step back from the dream demon, and Mabel grabbed onto her brother for a little comfort as Bill spoke again.
"HAHAHAHA! Good one, Pine Tree! You almost seemed threatening there for a second. But I'm not leaving until I've found out more about these two. I think I'll call-" *Points to Sam* "You, Sword. And you-" *Points to Trixie* "Rain Drop."
Sam's right eye glowed blue and he chucked a fireball at Bill, who jumped aside like he was a ballerina, and to make it more insulting he posed. He didn't hold the pose long though, because Trixie thew a sphere of blue magic at him. The orb of energy when right into Bill, who counted backwards from three with his fingers, then the sphere came right back out and Trixie had to duck to avoid it.
"An angel and a fairy. Both fighters! I gotta respect that. But I think I'm going to start with the angel first."
In a flash of blue light, Bill disappears. But he reappeared a second later, tumbling through the air. His eye spun in its socket as he regained his bearings.
"Whoo hoo hoo hoo! Incarnated angel. Those wards protecting you are powerful stuff. They stretch for miles!"
Sam legs wobbled for a moment. He had felt him trying to break in, and it wasn't entirely pleasant, though now hearing what Bill said, he became confused.
"Miles? Last time I checked they were only about 120 feet."
The strength and distance of the wards differ from one incarnated angel to another, ranging from three feet to over a hundred. Since Sam was a powerful warrior, his wards were massive, but they certainly couldn't be that large.
"Well they aren't anymore, son. They go miles around Gravity Falls. They also make getting into your head tricky, but if I remember right, there should be a-"
Bill Cipher rushes forward, his finger blazing with ethereal royal blue fire. His finger collided with Sam forehead, and the boy's eyes glowed with the same ethereal light as he was paralyzed.
"BACK DOOR!"
Trixie looked at the trance held Sam, and even though the other two were immediately furious, her blood felt like it was boiling.
"Either you leave Sammy alone, OR I'LL SHOVE YOU UP A-"
She was cut off as Dipper clapped his hand over her mouth.
"Easy Trixie-OW" *Lets go of her* "Did you serious just bite me?"
*Wipes mouth on wrist* "You really need to was your hands."
Bill started laughing his metaphorical head off.
"Well aren't you just a barrel of flying undead monkeys?"
The triangle being disappeared into Sam's mind, and the grey haired boy's body fell on the ground, unmoving.
Minutes Later
They had moved fast, getting and lighting all the candles needed for the spell. Or maybe they weren't "needed" at all and it was a bunch of mumbo-jumbo that wasn't really necessary, but it was believed that it worked and that belief made it so. Either way, the gist is they weren't taking chances and got everything ready as fast as they could. Dipper had book '3' opened to the page with the spell.
"Everyone, put your hand on Sam's forehead."
Dipper looked at the yellowed paper in the book, and began the incantation.
"Fidentus omnium. Magister mentium. Magnesium ad hominem. Magnum opus. Habeas corpus. Inceptus Nolanus overratus. Magister mentium. Magister mentium. MAGISTER MENTIUM!"
When he started a ghostly blue light glowed in their eyes, and with each word grew brighter, and brighter until in a explosion of brilliance they were all engulfed in it, sucked deep into Sam's mind.
Sam's Mind
They rematerialized inside their friend's mind-scape, and Dipper and Mabel had to admit, it was nothing like their gruncle's. The ground they walked on seemed to be made of a rough glass, darkness stretching beneath it to eternity. Above them a rainbow of different colored stars flare in the night, with every shade of red, blue, green, purple, yellow, orange, and silver that you could imagine looking down from above, with on large blue/green star dwarfing the others with its teal light. This was only above and below, around them were statues made out of the same glass as underneath their feet, rising up from the floor to form figures larger than any man made structure they had seen before. Those enormous glass statues were locked in various positions, such as in a rage charging into a fight, or lying down gazing at the stars in peace. In front of them, a short distance away, a sort of glass archway stood with a door leading deeper into Sam's mind.
They gaped at the beauty of it all, especially Trixie.
"Wow...Sammy's mind is beautiful."
On each side of her, Dipper and Mabel put a hand on her shoulder, and the twins spoke in unison.
"It sure is."
"It's an angel brain! What do ya expect?"
They all jumped, as Bill floated over their heads.
"Don't mind the dream demon, I just want to look around, maybe break a few things. The night is young after all."
Dipper aimed his finger like a gun, and a lazer beam of icy-blue light fired at Bill, who just raised his cane and swatted it like he was playing baseball. He then tipped his top hat and zipped off laughing his metaphorical butt off (He was just a triangle after all).
"HAHAHAHA-"
He ran right into a wall, but didn't pass through it like in Gruncle Stan's mind. He let out an "OOTH..." when he collided, then straightened himself up, and examined the door leading deeper that he had tried to smash through.
"...OH! Right, angel brains! That's some sturdy stuff right there."
With a sap of his fingers the door opened, and he streaked through.
"After him!"
They ran to the doorway themselves, and on the other side of it a loooong flight of stairs led down. Dipper and Trixie started running down it, not noticing that Mabel was hanging back. When they reached the bottom, they were shocked by the appearance of Mabel at the base of the glass stairs.
"How..."
Mabel pointed to a long, twisting slide that went all the way from the top.
"It wouldn't be Sam's mind if we couldn't have a little fun in it."
Dipper turned and looked around them. They seemed to me at an intersection, with passages leading in several different directions. He thought it over for a moment.
"We're going to have to split up to find Bill. In a place like this that's our best chance, but if you find him don't take him on by yourself."
"No problem, broseph! You go with Trixie, and I'll go with-"
Mabel raised her hand and in a flash of neon light, two brightly colored and radical young men appear.
"Rise my dream boys! RIIIIIISE!"
Craz and Xyler took a pose and were about to say something.
"D-"
White lightning streaked down from above, like great cracks in reality itself, and vaporized them both instantly before they could speak. The faces of all of them were frozen in shock with their mouths gaping open. Mabel summoned the 80s boys again, and they vaporized in the same manner almost immediately. She tried once more but was met with the same results, only this time a voice rang through and almost shook the intersection.
"Not in my mind, Mabel!"
Sam stood in one of the passage ways, and he was not about to let those "things", because they certainly couldn't be called "boy" in any respectable sense, run around in his mind-scape.
"Sammy!"
"Dude!"
"Sam!"
They all ran to him and hugged the boy, who was currently glowing in his mind-scape. Apparently that "back door" that Bill mention also had the effect of pulling him in with the dream demon.
"Where's Bill now?"
"I don't know for sure, he's just went that way." *Points to a hallway* "I don't think be has any idea what he's doing. Since it's so big in here that it might take awhile to find him, I like what Dipper said, if was split up we'll have a better chance of catching him."
With that they split up, some of the passages were blocked off and kept in check by thick chains. This was because the wards restricting Sam's memories were keeping them off limits. So they each took a different door that wasn't menacingly locked up and headed through it.
Behind each door were hallways going up and down that led to different doors, almost all of them were blocked off. Sam ran along it taking turn after turn, moving past his fears and his dreams, though he was moderately tempted to take a quick look in a few, and he might have, until he ran headlong into Dipper as he came around a corner.
" OOTH..."
After picking himself up and realizing it was Sam, Dipper showed Sam his discovery.
"Dude, you have to check this out."
Dipper opened up a nearby door labelled "friends," and Sam went in after him. Inside was a cave of crystals reflecting different colors of light every direction. The crystals of the cave were massive, bigger then most men, and there seemed to be images flickering inside there reflective form. Dipper walked up and gently placed his hand on one of the giant crystals, and they became filled with images of him. The crystals then projected those images into the air itself, and suddenly hundreds of memories involving Dipper were playing around them. Dipper looked over to Sam, his hands made into fists and shaking with excitement.
"This is awesome, man! If you just think of the memory you want, the crystals will display it instantly. Your mind seems to be made to easily and effectively retrieve stored information much better than a human mind would."
With Trixie
While Dipper was geeking out at how efficient this mind seemed to be built, Trixie had stumbled into the wing were Sam's knowledge of history was stored. EVERYTHING there was locked, minus the resent history involving Sam and stuff he had learned in school.
"Where is that pointy, top hat wearing freak?"
She would have turned around, this part seemed even bigger and more endless than the others, but then her attention was drawn to a particular door. Surround by chains and definitely lock, was a huge oaken door with the words "Fairy History" engraved on the front.
"What in the world?"
She walked up to the off limits door, and looked at the chains. She felt one of the heavy chains in her hands, and then gave it a yank. Nothing happened, those chains were tight on and sturdy. She might have let it go, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. The thing was, that a lot of fairy history was blurry at best, with no account as to why it was like that. There were legends that the fairies had once had numerous cities and a monarchy, but Trixie was over a thousand years old, and she had seen nothing to suggest that those legends were true. There were some parts of their history that was generally accepted, such as the advent of dark magic, but other than that there wasn't much that had was recorded. She gave the chains another yank.
"Come on! OPEN!"
Her lust for knowledge was getting the better of her, and she pulled even harder. The chains stayed on tight, not giving any sight they would come off. She finally let it go.
"Ugh! Fine, you win!"
She turned around from the locked of door, which somehow was giving off a smug expression, though that bit might have been Trixie's imagination. Before she left she gave the door one last glance.
"Please open."
With those words the chains binding the door fell off, and it swung open on its hinges. Trixie starred at it, flabbergasted. Though she took note, this WAS Sam's mind after all, and if you tried to force anything on him he would resist it until one of you broke (More often than not Sam won out), but if you just asked, he'd do it on his own accord.
Trixie walked though the open door to find out the "great" history of her people. Boy, was that a mistake.
Sam and Dipper
The boys had stopped looking at memories awhile ago, and now they ran through the corridors looking for Bill Cipher. They had been running for ten straight minutes, fortunately you don't really have a body that gets tired when you're in a mind-scape. Sam stopped for a moment, and turned to Dipper.
"My mind is huge! How are we going to find Bill?"
"Our best bet is to think like we're insane, and...do you hear crying?"
They listened, and from their left they heard quiet sobs. They followed the sound of faint weeping until they turned a corner, and found a very upset Trixie with her hair down and wings out sitting at the base of the wall, tears in her eyes. Dipper and Sam were at her side in an instant.
"Trixie, what's wrong? What happened?"
While Dipper tried to figure out what happen, Sam had looked at the open door labelled "Fairy History" and put the pieces together.
"Oh no. Trixie, you were in there, weren't you?"
The poor girl nodded her head, and Dipper looked from her to the door, not understanding what had happened.
"What? Did you see something?"
Trixie looked at Dipper, tears still in her eyes, and she forced her self to speak.
"D-do you remember when I s-saw what the author of your book said about fairies? That h-he obviously...d-d-didn't know what he was talking about?" *Sniffs*
Dipper nodded his head, and Trixie broke into full blown tears.
"I WAS WRONG! He wasn't being NEARLY harsh enough! My kind were m-momsters, Dipper! I saw it. The thing fairies did, I sometimes thought that some humans were nasty, that your race was more corrupt then mine..."
Sam came down and wrapped his arms around Trixie, then did the same with his wings. Giving her comfort in a way that only a big brother seemed to know how to do.
"Sssshhhh..."
Trixie buried her face on Sam's chest, and spoke again.
"I'm sorry, Dipper. I had no right to think that, even for one second, not after the things my kind have done." *Cries a little harder* "I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!"
Dipper tried putting himself on her level, though the water fairy had her face buried in Sam's chest and wasn't looking up.
"Trixie, was it really that bad?"
"YES! Dipper, it wasn't just one fairy doing something bad, it was almost my entire race. Back when fairies had queens and rulers, the queen would pay a tithe to the DEVIL every seven years in human souls she had collected. We kidnapped children from their families, and replaced them with a disguised piece of wood if the family was lucky, other times it would be a disguised a elderly fairy who after a few years would lure the family into a trap, where we would whisk them away from their world and make them slaves in ours. Humans would call my kind "good people" and "fair folk" not because we deserved it, but because they lived in fear of our temper and that if they got on our bad side we would MESS THEM UP, which the fairies would have. We made people worship us. We would kill children over very, and I mean VERY petty arguments, doesn't even matter how slight the offence was. If a human was rude to us, we'd FLIP OUT, and make their lives miserable. As a culture we raised our children to think they were better than others, and we made a democracy (Not what you think. Pure democracy a mob rule of 51%, that is controlled by the emotions and the heat of the moment, as opposed to a system of laws, a "republic". In it people can be put to death in a instant if at least 51% agreed to it. Sacrates was "voted" to be put to death for his teachings, by the Athenians. That is the kind if democracy the fairies had) were if fairies began speaking new ideas or teachings, they could be put to death because the others didn't agree with it."
(Seriously, this is what fairies were really like in folklore. None of that sanitized Disney crud. They gave some demons a run for their money. Look it up!)
Trixie took deep breaths and sniffed a little, as she wiped away tears.
"The worst part of it all, was that I always thought that the dude who invented dark magic was some kind of power hungry, evil monster, but...he was just fighting the real monsters."
Trixie broke away from Sam, and got up, walking around. She couldn't bring herself look at either of them at the moment.
"Don't get me wrong, he WAS power hungry, but he wasn't evil. He invented dark magic as a means to fight back against the corruption of his race, and form a government with a set of laws instead of logic that goes out the window whenever the mob gets angry. Grant it he wanted to make himself a king, but he wasn't a half bad guy. Especially when you compare him to the other fairies. He just wanted to stop the..."
"Narcissism?"
"Thank you, Sammy. He wanted to do things, like let people speak up, and treat humans better. But when he got so close to righting all of it, they...they..."
Trixie buried her face in he hands, and started crying again. Dipper came up and put an arm around her, which made Trixie feel a warmth spread over her face as she blushed.
"You're not like that at all, Trixie. You know that, right? So why did that all change? Why aren't the fairies like that anymore?"
Trixie looked up, and turned her head to Sam.
"Angels. After they...'stopped' him, they tried to wipe out dark magic because they viewed it as a threat to their power and authority, the grand fairies elders and the elected queen kept a little scrap of knowledge they learned from it though. With that little bit of info, they did something horrible, something so...so...UNFORGIVABLE, that the angels finally came down and put a stop to it. Long story short, they saved the few good fairies and 'got rid of' the evil ones. Only a fifth of our population was left when they finished, but at least this one wasn't like the last, mostly anyway."
Both Dipper and Sam comforted her as best she could, and she started feeling a little better, though what she saw will always haunt her.
"Thanks guys...It's just a lot to take in."
She blushed a little as she realized Dipper still had his arm around her.
"Don't mention it, Trixie. Now lets find Mabel, then kick Bill's geometric behind."
A Few Minutes Later
They had gone as a group though the hallways of Sam's mind, running at top speed, trying to find Mabel. As it turns out, she more accurately found them.
"Hey, guys!"
From behind a door that look like it was made out of black ivory, Mabel popped her head out.
"You've got to see this!"
"But what about the insane dream demon?"
"I saw which way he went, but you seriously need to see what's in here. It's so cool!"
Mabel went back through the door, and the others followed her, not noticing there was a hour-glass over the symbol for infinity that had been designed onto the door. Inside they walked out onto a platform suspended in a massive dome made out of mirrors, with little windows with images playing on them floating randomly through the air around them. Dipper's ability to think rationally kicked in as he tried to deduce the purpose of this place.
"This place..."
"I don't know what it is. I just found it, and knew you guys needed to see it. Isn't it cool?"
The images floating around seemed to form on the mirrors along the outside of the dome, some of them reflecting events, though almost all of the mirrors were black, as if an outside force was stopping their used. Most of the ones that did work set out images of Dipper and Mabel on them, some were things Dipper recognised as happening to him before, others seemed new to him. Eventually, something clicks in his head, and Dipper turned to his friends.
"I think this is the part of your mind where you get your visions, Sam. I don't know how it works, but you seem to get little glimpses into different points along the time-stream in here."
Mabel looked at all of the floating windows in time.
"Does that mean we could see our future in here?"
"I think it does."
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"
Mabel ran about, trying to find one that would show her the secrets of the murky future that she could extort for her own gain. (Sounds dark I know, but come on, would you really do any different if you were in her position?) She didn't find anything like that of course, but she did find one inparticular that grabbed her full attention, and this being Mabel, it had to be something special to get her FULLY focused. She found that she could touch the floating visions, and so she grasped and directed the image in front for her. She starred at it with the biggest (and arguably creepiest) brace filled smile she could muster, looking from the image, to Dipper, than Trixie, and repeated looking back and forth between the boy and the girl, grinning gleefully. Eventually, Trixie noticed that Mabel was looking back and forth from her to Dipper, while occasionally glancing back at the vision. She started walking towards Mabel.
"Hey, Mabes. What are you looking at?"
When seeing her come near, Mabel ran her hands through the vision and it turned into mist, instantly disappearing.
"Nothing at all!"
Mabel quickly walked away with that same brace filled grin on her face, leaving behind a very confused Trixie who could have sworn she have heard something coming from the vision Mabel destroyed. She wasn't sure, but it sounded like...wedding bells?
After Mabel told them all where she had seen Bill go, they thought for a moment.
"To catch this guy, we're going to have to think like him, and given that he's insane, we have a challenge."
"We know he's all about secrets, and conspiracies."
*Metaphorical light bulb* "Wait! Sam, what was that?"
"He's all about secrets and conspiracies."
"I noticed a 'off limits' door labelled "secrets" which just happens to be in the direction he was going. I bet, that's where we'll find him. Lets go."
With Bill
Bill hovered in front of a door that held every secret Sam knew, and he fired away with a lazer beam, trying to break the chains keeping in closed. After a few minutes he stopped and took a break, wiping away psychic sweat that had built up in his struggle to get in. The door remained there with the chains intact, looking rather full of itself at the moment. Like if it had fingers, I'm sure it would have given Bill a very rude hand gesture. Bill drifted over to it, and picked up on of the heavy chains in his jet black hand, starring in disbelief with his giant eye.
"What are these things made of?!"
His frustrated pondering was cut short as an icy-blue ray of energy that cut through him and left a gaping hole in his chest just like the last time Dipper fired at him. Bill's entire body turned red, and the hole sealed itself. His voice boomed and shook their core as he yelled at them.
"STAY OUT OF THIS! I'M IN NO MOOD!"
"You stay out of our friend's mind!"
Bill turned into a bowling ball and rolled at them picking up speed, and getting bigger until he was large enough to crush them. His path was cut short as Dipper placed his hand on the floor and it turned into quicksand, which 'bowling ball' Bill sunk into.
"You're out numbered and we kicked you out of a mind before."
Bill returned to his triangular form, then began spinning in the quicksand until a tornado was whipped up. The swirling vortex carried them out and up, back to the area they arrived at. A giant fiery red Bill Cipher floated in the stary sky before them.
"THAT'S BECAUSE I'M A PREDATOR! AND I LIKE TO PLAY WITH MY FOOD!"
The beautiful, multi-colored stars in the sky were blocked out as Bill raised his hands and storm clouds appeared above them, and the wind whipped them into a vortex. With a single motion me hurtled the heart of the vortex at them, the power of which was so great they wouldn't have had time to conjure up anything that could stop it in time. Before they were obliterated, a ENORMOUS glass hand covered them. When the storm cleared and the hand was lifted, they all beheld that glass statues had come alive, and that there was many of them and they were A LOT bigger than Bill. For somethings so big they moved incredibly fast and surrounded Bill, who tried in vain to destroy them. They were made out of "angel brains" after all.
It was at this point that Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie noticed that Sam wasn't with them.
"Sam?!"
Sam stood on top of one of the statues, this one was armed with a sword made of rough glass which reflect the light from the great teal star, making it look like it was his angel-blade. Sam looked at the now genuinely frightened Bill, his voice was thunderous, like lightning had been caught in his throat.
"GUESS WHAT, BILL?! THIS IS MY MIND, AND THAT MEANS I'M THE STRONG ONE HERE! AND I'M NOT LETTING A MAD, C CLASS, PRINCIPALITY ATTACK MY FRIENDS!"
With that a searing white light came from Sam, Bill screamed in pain as the mind-scape was shattered and they were all thrown out.
Outside Of Sam's Mind
They all woke up in a start, except for Sam who woke up rather peacefully. They all regained their bearings then looked at Sam, Trixie rushed him immediately and wrapped her arms around him in a big hug.
"What happened? Where's Bill?"
"I'd say he's running after I kicked his sorry butt out of there." *Returns Trixie's hug*
"Feather-brain."
"Time-bomb."
Dipper and Mabel helped Sam up and Trixie gave him another hug. It looked like this was a victory, and there was nothing to worry about.
Fairy World
In a clearing within the thick forest of the magical woods, Sparkler prepared a spell that Azazel had taught her. The stars were out and the different constellations of this world shown down on fairy and the devil. Sparkler spoke to Azazel, who she had been slightly afraid of when they first met, but now trusted semi-completely.
"What's this spell suppose to do?"
Azazel, who was finally wearing a full set of cloths, didn't even bother to look up. He just kept his eyes on the symbol he had drawn on the ground while he talked.
"In simplest terms, it puts up a big sign saying "over here," and let me make a call to an old friend, so he'll hear my message and know where to find me. Try it, I'll show you."
Sparkler's eyes turned red and black, and area above the symbol rippled as she cast the spell on it. Azazel didn't even move, he just looked at the ripple and sent his message through it. It was quite simple, saying: "Come!" At first, Sparkler didn't think anything was happening, until the earth began to shake. It grew worse as it trembled continuously, then above the symbol a flash of bright red fire erupted as a creature came to this world. A ferocious horse made of red fire thrashed, each time it smashed its hooves against the ground a tremor went out, shaking everything as the earthquake began tearing the ground asunder. The destruction this creature, this celestial steed could have wrought if it had been aloud to thrash would have been catastrophic, but Azazel's thunderous natural voice drew its attention.
"STOP!"
The horse made of red fire did just that. It stopped thrashing in an instant, and turned to Azazel. Then it neighed, and the ferocious beast trotted up to Azazel, who ran his hand through its ethereal red main, causing it to let out a snort of joy. It had been several thousand years since it had felt its master's touch and presence the. Sparkler couldn't help but stare at the great beast before her, she had never seen anything like it.
"What is that thing."
The great red horse seemed to give her a dirty look, as Azazel answered her.
"This is the horse of war, one of the rare celestial steeds, who is ridden by the horseman of war, ME. He is also one of my oldest friends, and a great advantage to those who ride him." *Strokes its main* "I wouldn't want to go into the coming fight without him with me."