Of Hopes and Fears

by Beatrice Gold

A girl from Mabel's past wants revenge, ridiculous revenge from an event that was so warped from time it was wrong. The twins have to create an army and fight against her, only to end this. But Mel isn't the only one from Mabel's past, and far from most deadly. What she wants is unclear, and Mabel is determined to figure it out. But didn't meddling start this in the first place?

38. Mel's Downfall

Mabel gave a low moan as Dipper's body thudded to the floor. Mel rushed to her side.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen," she whispered. Mabel nodded and buried her face in her hands. She fell to the ground in agony and cradled her brother's pale face in her lap. In the back of her head, she traveled to a peaceful place; which she remembered very clearly. A meadow where she and her brother played. The river nearby, with its tiny fish gulping beneath its surface. The tents they made of blankets, where they spent hours giggling, telling stories, and pretending to be bears. The reality felt like a horrible nightmare. One that she couldn't wake up from. Her beloved twin brother was dead.

Mel shrieked as a black cat raced towards the grieving girls. It changed shape quickly into Sorcha's angry face.

"You tried to kill her!" she roared. "I told you I needed her! You ignorant, miserable, disrespecting bitch!" With a flourish, she snatched Mel's jeweled gun and pulled the trigger at Mel. Mabel screamed as Mel gave a sob.

"Bye, Mabel," she said quietly.

"Sorcha!" Mabel shouted. An Assyrian bounded toward the girls, and Sorcha held up a finger.

"Hold on," she said, and snapped her fingers. The soldier vanished, along with the entire battle scene. All that remained were the bloody remains of dead humans.

"Come with me, Mabel. I need your help," Sorcha said quietly. Mabel clenched her teeth.

"Never."

"Mabel. Please. Wouldn't you do this for your best friend?" Sorcha asked.

"You're not my best friend. I don't even know what you are. Look at your eyes. Those weren't the ones I knew. You've changed. I'll never go with you," Mabel answered darkly. Sorcha's features became fuzzy and demented until she became the monster at the top of the slope. Mabel took the hands of both bodies and held them close. Sorcha advanced on her until they were nose to nose.

"I survived," Mabel whispered. "I'm going to avenge my twin brother and best friend. I'm going to defeat you. Even if it's the last thing I do." And with that, Mabel snapped her fingers, and vanished from sight.