Heya guys, hope you've been enjoying the story so far! Things'll really start to pick up now that our friend Bill's been introduced to the story. I mean, who doesn't like waking up in the morning to an insane, pissed off demon in their room? Dipper sure doesn't.

Also just wanted to through out a heads up that this chapter is a bit violent in nature. Nothing too bad, but I think we all know how Bill can get when he's mad :P So without further or do, here's chapter 5 of "Remember Me"!

Chapter 5: Live and in the Flesh

Dipper's P.O.V.

Hazy. Everything felt…hazy. I slowly opened my eyes, but everything was a blur at first. It felt like my entire body was coming back to life, a strange tingling making its way up my limbs, almost like pins and needles. As my senses gradually began to come back to me, I realized that the inside of my left wrist felt sore, as if I'd burned it on something. My vision cleared little by little, eventually clearing enough for me to see that I was back in my bed. "It was just a dream," I thought to myself, letting out a relieved breath as I rolled onto my back, "It was just another crazy, messed up nightmare." I brought my arm up in front of my face, turning it so that I could look at the inside of my wrist and see what was irritating it. It was a picture of Bill inside the wheel, made out of what looked like blank ink. "What the—?"

That's when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye; I looked over, my gaze landing on the last thing I expected to see. There was someone in my room. I bolted up immediately in bed, my eyes widening as I stared at the person in both shock and fear, "W-what the hell! Who are you, how did you get in here?!" They jumped now too, seemingly startled by my outburst as they turned to look back at me, "Oh, so you're finally awake, huh?" My heart completely stopped as I looked at them…their face was all too familiar to me. But no, that couldn't be it. But that voice…? Wait. Was that…? No, no it couldn't be, that wasn't possible. It wasn't— "Oh but it is, Pine Tree." My eyes widened even more, my mind swarming with a huge, jumbled mix of emotions, "B-Bill?!" He stood up and chuckled darkly as he stepped closer, stopping at the edge of the bed and leering down at me with a dangerous grin, "Live and in the flesh."

"N-no…" I scrambled backwards on the bed, my back hitting the wall as I cowered in the corner and stared up at him, "No, th-this isn't possible! How did…h-how did you—?!" He cut me off with an exasperated laugh, "Well here's the funny thing about that, kid. All of that time wasted hiding out in your stupid head, all for nothing! That incantation you read? It was an ancient spell, one that was powerful enough to give me a physical form again. After gaining said form I was supposed to get rid of you, break out of your mindscape, and once again Weirdmageddon would have been back on track. I have to admit, I was kind of worried there when you almost blabbed to Fordsy about the dreams, but luckily I shut that down before you got the chance. So everything was going as planned…easy, right?" He paused, and for a moment I thought he was expecting me to respond, as he simply stared at me.

Suddenly he lunged forward and kneeled onto the bed with one leg, slamming his hands onto the wall on either side of me as he leaned in close; uncomfortably close. I jumped, my body shaking involuntarily as I pressed back into the wall as hard as I could, trying in vain to get distance between us. His eye flashed blue as he glared at me, his voice low and dark as he spoke through that dangerous smirk, "But you had to go and fuck that up for me too, didn't you Pine Tree? And now, because of you, I'm stuck here. But you know what?" He came closer, the tone of his voice causing my breath to hitch in my throat as he whispered into my ear, "Now I get to watch you crumble as I make your life a living hell…and by the time I'm finished with you, you'll be on your knees, begging me to put you out of your misery…"

I swallowed hard, but my throat felt so dry, like I hadn't had anything to drink in days. There was a pit in my stomach, a sinking feeling that took hold of my body and made me feel helpless, defenseless. Feeling trapped wasn't a new experience for me, but this was completely different. Terrifying. This man that had me up against the wall wasn't just any man. This was Bill Cipher. The same Bill Cipher that forced me out of my own body so that he could take possession of it. The same Bill Cipher that unleashed havoc on the town and tried to destroy the entire world. The same Bill Cipher that would have killed me, my sister, and everyone else in the blink of an eye. That Bill Cipher was here, now, his voice striking me to my very core and making me tremble with every word. He was so close, so close that he could end my life right then and there if he wanted to.

"B-Bill…" The sound of my own voice stuttering out his name took me by surprise. He paused, and as he tensed up I realized that it must have taken him by surprise, too. He pulled back a bit to look at me, his eyes becoming almost shocked as they met with mine; I watched as he gave me a questioning look, but I couldn't figure out why. And just as quickly as he'd gotten there, he was gone, standing back at the edge of the bed and looking down at me with a confused and almost agitated expression. Why, I still had no idea, but I was just thankful that whatever it was had gotten him away from me. He opened his mouth as if he were about to say something, but both of us were caught off guard by the voice yelling up from downstairs, "Dipper, is everything alright up there? I thought I heard a bang." It was Ford.

I immediately jumped up and ran for the door. My fingers barely grazed the handle before an arm wrapped tightly around my stomach, the wind getting knocked out of me and causing me to gasp out as I was roughly yanked back. "Grunkle Ford—!" I tried to call out for help, but a hand was plastered firmly over my mouth before the words could slip past my lips. I struggled against him as hard as I could, but it was no use; even in his human form he completely overpowered me. "Listen to me Pine Tree, you're not gonna tell anyone about this, understand?" I tried with one last desperate attempt to pull away from him, but it only resulted in a sharp and painful jab right to my stomach.

I let out a muffled cry of pain, his grip on me tightening and making it extremely difficult to breathe as he growled into my ear, "I said, do you understand me?" The way that he said those words told me that he wasn't messing around, and I had no choice but to nod in the fear that he would end up suffocating me. "Good," He loosened his hold on me, but he still didn't let go completely, "Because if you try a little stunt like that again…well, let's just say I won't be as forgiving next time." And with that he finally released me; I fell forward onto my knees, my legs weak from the lack of oxygen, and I inhaled sharply in an attempt to get my lungs working properly again. I heard him scoff from behind me as I coughed, and I turned back just in time to see him rolling his eyes, "Humans. You're all so weak and fragile. I could snap you like a twig if I wanted to, you know that right?" I glared at him as I pushed myself back up off of the floor, a sudden surge of anger giving me enough courage to snap back, "Shut up, you know nothing about us!"

He raised an eyebrow and smirked in bewilderment, and I immediately felt like I'd made a mistake. "What was that Pine Tree?" I quickly shook my head and glanced to the side, "N-nothing…" I watched his feet as he took a step forward, not wanting to meet his eyes, and I instinctively took a step back, "Oh no no no, it sounded to me like you had something to say." I jumped as my back hit the door, not realizing how far back I'd gone until it was too late. I glanced up, my eyes locking with his as he continued to step closer to me. He was moving very slowly, obviously enjoying the torment that he was putting me through, and I couldn't help but put my hands up in defense to try and stop him from coming closer. "S-stop," I tried to reason with him, but I knew that it was pointless; there was no use trying to reason with a psychopathic demon. He gave me a toothy grin and chuckled as he continued to step up, "What's wrong, kid? If you have something you want to say to me then please, be my guest."

Right as I thought I was completely screwed, an idea suddenly came into my mind; I had no clue where it came from, and I knew that if I tried and failed it was only going to make things 1000x worse. But for some reason, I knew that I had to try it anyways. I let one of my arms fall to my side, keeping my left one raised up in front of me with my palm facing him, "I command you to stop!" That same tingling, burning sensation I'd felt in the mindscape made its way onto the inside of my wrist again, and I couldn't help but turn it over to see that it was glowing blue. It only did that for a minute before going back to normal, and as I raised my eyes to look at Bill, I realized that he'd stopped dead in his tracks. It was at that moment that I felt as if I'd made a terrible mistake.