Why, hello! This is crazyguitargirl, back on Saturday instead of Tuesday. I'm sorry about that, but it's because of my theater camp. I've been going to this place near my house from 10 AM to 6 PM, and then I have to practice lines, and dancing, and guitar, and I went to the Tiger's game on Wednesday. Sorry to keep you waiting. This is part 1 of a 2-part climax. Chapter 16 will be an ending.

This is the farthest I've ever got writing a story, fanfiction or not, so I've never gotten to an epic-battle scene (that's mostly the next chapter, anyway). Excuse me if it's not the best, but I'm pretty happy with it.

Wheeeee, so I give to you, Chapter 14 of Autumn. It's a long one.

Autumn POV

"Megaphones are working, the robotic army is running smoothly, and we've got an all clear from every area." Dipper chews on the cap of his pen. Some of the blue ink leaks onto his tongue, and he winces. "So, I think we're doing well."

I look around, skeptical. "Mabel, can you check on Gideon's preparations? He should be near the tent."

"Okie-dokie-lokie!" She runs off with Trembley, waving her arms like an airplane.

"I don't know what her deal is." Dipper rolls his eyes. "The tent is that way."

He seems to be calm about the whole thing, which is very unlike him. I, on the other hand, am a nervous wreck. I'm pacing around, trying to get every detail right. I've heard about some of the things Gideon has done; how he tried to cut Dipper's tongue out, how he's taken Dipper and Mabel hostage, his multiple attempts at homicide. If that's day-to-day antics, then what will his final battle be?

"Well, what have the merfolk said about-"

Mabel runs past the two of us with our 'great leader' following behind her.

"I know it, don't say it, I'm on it!"

Dipper and I watch her run away in awkward silence. I clear my throat and continue.

"Anyway, what are the merfolk saying about the area?"

"We're getting nothing but clear signals."

This calms me down a little. "Okay. Can you get into your position? We might not have much time."

"Got it." Dipper skids off, nearly tripping over his own feet.

I start to run towards the other side of the town, still worried, and feel a hand on my shoulder stopping me.

"You can't go into this fight." Willow stands behind me, smiling. "Not without us."

Countless dryads pop out from behind the trees. I grin thankfully.

"Let's move!" She claps. "We don't want that Gideon to hurt our town." She leans down and whispers to me, "He's a fan of development. You know…forest clearing."

I nod. The whole army of dryads run off, rapidly growning a thick green wall of protection.

I smile. This good note distracts me from an exasperated and out of breath Mabel running towards me frantically.

"Autumn!" She yells. "Gideon has an army!"

"You're kidding." I say, deadpan.

"But really! He-"

"Calm down, Mabel. It doesn't matter, because we've got an army too-"

"But Gideon's army is serious! He's got these giant bull-man-type-thingies!"

"The manotaurs," I tap my fingers against my legs. "Dipper told me about them. We'll need beef jerky and footballs."

"And he has the wax figures!" She waves her arms around spastically. "And there awake in the day! Somehow!"

"It's they're, Mabel."

"I'm talking! You can't tell me what they're to use!"

I wave it off, looking around the town. McGucket's huge rusting robot nearly crushes town hall. Clones are avoiding water than the automatons knock out of the tower. Mabel is still babbling.

"Autumn! Are you listening?" She waves her arm in front of my face.

"Huh? I ask. The last few sentences before that were random gibberish flying out of her mouth.

"Defend...town…wax…Sherlock Holmes…coffee…amulets…books…Pacifica!"

"Okay, that makes enough sense, I guess." I shrug. "We'll need torches and hot water for the figures, and shiny objects for Pacifica." I start pacing. "As for the amulets…my book catches my eye. I flip through it and land on the pace about how to construct an amulet. "I don't think we have enough time…"

"Autumnwatchout!" Mabel grabs me by the arm and jerks me back violently. By about an inch, I avoid getting hit by a blue ball of fire.

Gideon overs in a blue cloud of energy ten feet above me, his eyes glowing white, lightning crackling in his fingers.

"It begins!" He announces angrily, the menacing words lampshaded by his non-serious accent.

He raises his arms. A whole army of sculptures and creatures rises up into the air with him.

"Sweet jesus…" Mabel gasps.

For a second, I really am stunned, and scared. With such a motivation, these creatures could do so much harm. But then I notice something strange.

"Why are their eyes…green?" What should be blank whites are now tinged to a sickly mint color with no pupils.

"The book should know, right?" She asks, almost pleading for me to see what's wrong with them.

"Uh, right. I'm on it." I flip through the pages again, this time finding a section on…mind control. "'One can seize control of the minds of many by conduction a spell and essentially zombifying them.

"What do we do?" She runs around, panicked.

I set one hand in front of me. When she runs past, she gets hit with it and stops.

"Well, we can't ignore the giant army!"

As we were talking, the zombified army has been coming closer to us. Even though they're moving slowly, some are only a foot or two away from me.

"Someone save us…!" I beg in a small voice.

Just then, a small rock is thrown into the crowd, distracting the closest zombies. They back up, staying still 25 feet away, moving forwards even slower than before. They're still surrounding us.

"Some of the lookouts said you might need some help." Dipper crosses his arm. "What is going on here?"

"Zombie army invasion." I shrug. "That's normal here, right?"

"Dipper's back!" Mabel yells. "I'm leaving now!"

She runs away, single handedly avoiding the army of clawing tourists.

"These aren't actual zombies, right?" Dipper asks.

I nod. "They're under mind control."

Dipper considers this.

I'm already hatching a plan.

"Zombies don't have a death perception, do they?"

"I don't think so-"

"That's close enough." I stand still with my eyes closed and my arms pointing up. I try to focus my mind on the one thing I need to do.

"Wait, what are you-"

"TREE POWERS ACTIVATE!"

I feel my limbs turning into wood, my legs forming together to form a trunk. My feet spiral out into roots. Dipper is hidden by hundreds of green leaves.

I'm not in Gravity Falls anymore. I'm gone; I'm being transported away. I'm in a state of perfect peace. Everything has disappeared.

And then- ow!- I'm back. My arms become soft an fleshy again. My legs separate. My hair turns from leaves to actual hair.

Dipper is clenching a fistful of dead leaves. "How did you do that?" He demands.

"I don't know!" I stare at my hands. I'm in full form now. "I didn't know I could do that!"

"Can you do it again?"

"I don't think so. My head hurts." I pace. The army has abandoned us, thinking that we were gone. "I didn't mean to do that, actually. I wanted to grow a giant beanstalk for us to climb up so we could hide at the top."

"What you did worked, though." He points out.

"Ha!" I pump my fist. "Take that, Tomska!"

Dipper's eyes dart around. "We've got to get out of here before-"

Bang!

A huge metallic leg crashes down in front of me, followed by a dozen others. They form a small ring around me.

I'm trapped.

On top of the metallic spider, Gideon grins.

"Going somewhere?"

Yay for cliffhangers!

(don't worry, I'm updating soon)