**Again, I do not own Gravity Falls, and I am writing this story out of my own free will and desire. This is the story I am currently most interested in, though I will be uploading those that are not on hiatus fairly soon, as soon as I get out of the writer's block of them**
Chapter 4: Stories, Dreams, and Journals
-3rd Person POV-
When they returned to the Mystery Shack, Dipper immediately went up to the attic to look at the journal as his uncle went to con tourists out of their hard-earned money. Let's see if there's anything about any dragons in here… He rapidly flipped through the pages until, at the very end of the journal, there was a series of strange and out of place entries, complete with sketches of dragons.
Through the past six years that I have lived in Gravity Falls, I have stumbled across a strange group of beings that live among us. The mythical dragon. I have managed to become rather close to a fairly loyal breed. From the information I have gathered from this clan, called the Featherclaw Clan, I have been able to piece together some bits of other clans.
The leading clan- SummerWing- these dragons are the largest and most powerful, especially the males. They often return to the place of their birth every fifty years or so, and, depending on this dragon's loyalty, they may travel with family, friends, and even other dragons from different clans. Heirs of the highest breed of SummerWing are often twins, and in human form often have hazel and brown eyes. I do not know what they look like in a full dragon form, but the sketch above is what I've been able to piece together from my FeatherClaw friends. The males, while in human form, can be up to seven feet in height, while female s are generally only six feet tall. **
The Healing clan- FeatherClaw- these dragons are often small and shy, but very protective of those they care about. Their wings are feathered, much like those of angels, their long, thin tails provide balance for them, and they are the thinnest of the dragon breeds, and are much more comfortable for humans to ride if they are befriended. These dragons also have a powerful breath that can heal wounds and make dark magic harmless. When in their human form, the FeatherClaws are often small and shy, with pale, unsaturated hair color, blue eyes, and a sharp sense of hearing. **
The Guardian clan- EarthScale- this breed is very strong and hardy, however, they are prone to greed. EarthScale dragons are large, with a myriad of earth-tones in their scales and wings. They are tall and muscular dragons who often interbred with SummerWing dragons to produce a strong main branch. In human form, these dragons have tanned skin, and are often just an inch taller than a SummerWing female. They often have green-blue eyes and messy dirty blond hair.**
There are more, of course, but there is little to no information on these breeds. There are only small traits that are not wide-spread, for example, many mixed breeds became resentful of their parent's clans, creating the Dark clan, with the general clan name of Puretail. My friends in the FeatherClaw clan often fear for the Guardian and Leading clans because the Puretails desire revenge for their shame, however, the other clans will not hear anything bad about relatives, even those without pureclan blood. Unfortunately, I fear that my friends may be correct in claiming that the dragons, even those in Gravity Falls, cannot remain safe from the Puretails, and must flee from here at once.
Dipper closed the journal and thought for a moment. The first three clans seemed to accurately describe Grunkle Stan's old friends. But if they were dragons, and the author of the book seemed to fear for them, then how were they still alive? Was the author wrong? Or did they somehow manage to escape from the fate expected by the author. It was clear from Grunkle Stan's reaction that the five teens were originally from here, but if they had known each other so long ago, how were they still so young? His head was so overfilled with questions, that he almost didn't hear Grunkle Stan calling them downstairs.
"Okay. Let's get this over with." He grunted as they climbed into his car. After about half an hour of the world's worst driving, they arrived at a fairly nice trailer out by the lake.
"Um, Grunkle Stan? How do you know them?" Dipper asked, looking as his uncle sighed.
"Let them explain." He responded to his great-nephew as the door to the trailer opened, reveling Mariah and Dominick.
"Welcome to our humble travelling abode!" Mariah grinned. "Who's ready for a barbeque?"
Mabel immediately shouted, "ME!" as she hugged Waddles closely in her Huggy Wuvy Tummy Bundle.
"We have hot dogs, burgers, steak, so whatcha hungry for?" Dom asked, crouching low so as to talk to Mabel face to face. As those two talked about food, Grunkle Stan turned to Mariah.
"I want answers, Mariah." He grunted.
"Very well. Come on inside, it's the one place we won't be interrupted." She walked to the door, signaling Dipper and Stan to follow her. Dipper looked at his Grunkle, and he saw him sigh before following the teen. Inside the RV, it was rather homey. The 12 year old looked around a bit as his great uncle and the strange teenager, along with her twin brother, spoke in hushed tones.
"Stan, we were going to tell you we were in town eventually… but you just happened to go into Greasy's at the same time… I'm telling the truth!" I whispered to Mr. Pines. "Besides, it was partially your fault we had to leave in the first place, if you hadn't gone and told Tobe Determined about us, we never would have had to leave!"
"I was a kid! Kids make mistakes, in case you've forgotten, you two are the ones who showed me your kind."
"Don't try to flip-flop this on us, Stanford Pines!" Dominick hissed, "Besides, we're not the ones who've been messing with the other secrets. Who woke up the Manotaurs? I'm going to assume it was you, again."
"Wrong, my winged friend. I have no idea who woke up one of those things. Besides, it's not my fault I wanted to prove how… manly… I… was…" The great uncle remembered something and looked at Dipper. "You don't suppose…" He used his head to point towards the boy who was looking at our concert posters.
"Have you been keeping secrets from your family, Stanny?" I asked, smirking.
**So I'm currently working on some sketches that are "from the journal" for these dragon breeds, just a heads up that I'll link them the bottom of one of the chapters when I'm done with them**