The Cipher Fighters
Chapter 6:
Right in front of them was Bill Cipher and his army of dream demons. Bill smirked with his eye, which was soul piercing. He was the size of the Mystery Shack and had green flames surrounding him, instead of blue. His army was much the same.
" Hello, Sixer," Bill snarled. " And goodbye."
The triangle shot green flames at the shack, setting it on fire. His army began spreading out, latching onto members of the group and taking off toward town.
" Mabel," Dipper shouted as he ran back inside, Stan chasing after him.
" Kid, come back," Stan hollered.
" Dipper," Pacifica yelled, following.
" Let's paaarrrrrtaaaaay," Bill chanted as he and his goons paraded off.
Ford stood there, staring as Bill and his army destroyed everything in their path. He was jolted forward as Stan latched onto his arm, yanking him away from the burning building. The kids were in tow.
" Ford, you idiot," Stan shouted. " I told you to move, like, several times. Come on. Soos loaded up your machine in the back of his truck. We still have a chance, provided that we rescue the others."
Ford was still staring off into the distance. Stan glared at him then raised his hand, punching his brother in the face.
" Ow," Ford barked, rubbing the side of his face. " What was that for?"
" Let's go," Stan ran off toward the truck, Ford and the kids following.
Soos began driving, following burnt and broken remains. The rest of the group turned their heads, getting views of the carnage as they approached their destination. As they got closer, screams could be heard, sirens were blaring, car alarms were chirping, buildings were crumbling, and the demons were cackling. Soos stopped the truck then turned to the passengers.
" I'll meet up with you guys in a bit," Soos stated then pointed toward the machine. " I'll go find a spot for this."
Everybody nodded then climbed out of the vehicle. They hid behind a building that had not been demolished, yet.
" Okay, here's the plan," Ford began, kneeling. " I am providing you with demon stun guns. They are designed to render dream demons unconscious for thirty seconds. During that time, you need to grab the group member in need of rescue and book it out of there as fast as you can. We will all meet at the safe place and carry our attack from there. Any questions?"
" Why don't we all just retreat until we are properly trained," Stan asked.
" There's no time," Ford responded as he passed out the weapons. " In fact, we are wasting time right now! Now, go! Go! Go!"
Ford pointed to no place in particular. The group split up into teams of two, except for Ford. Mabel approached a shaggy looking demon with a rectangle shaped body. It was holding Wendy in its claws.
" Let go of me, you jerk," Wendy hollered and yelled.
" Here goes nothing," Mabel shot the gun at the demon, knocking it out cold.
The demon began falling toward the ground, loosening its grip on Wendy. Wendy began falling toward the ground, until a hand latched onto her wrist.
"Gotcha," Stan barked as he used Mabel's grappling hook to land on the ground softly.
McGucket was being held hostage by an octagon shaped demon with fangs and claws. Dipper and Pacifica were hiding behind a barrel, observing.
" I like this ride," McGucket chimed. " Weeee!"
" We've got to get him out of there," Dipper whispered.
Pacifica took out her mirror, glancing into it. She was watching the demon shake McGucket like a rattle. McGucket was cheering and flailing his arms.
" Pacifica, is this really the time to check your make up," Dipper snapped.
" I have an idea," Pacifica uttered then closed her compact, coming out from hiding.
She walked over to the demon, keeping a straight face. The demon stopped what it was doing and bent over, raising an eyebrow. She slipped her compact out of her pocket and opened it. Next, she took her make-up and began putting it on the demon's face. After she was done, she handed it the mirror, but took the pad soaked in powder with her. The demon grinned as it patted its face, giggling. It looked up from the mirror. Pacifica had disappeared. The demon scratched the top of its head, until a bunch of powder beaned it on the head, blinding it. Pacifica took out her gun and zapped the demon with it, rendering it unconscious. The demon shifted backward, losing its balance. McGucket fell out of its grip and into a barrel of pickles, while the demon made a loud thud on the pavement.
" I'm okay," McGucket chirped then paused before spouting. " Let's go, again!"
Dipper approached Pacifica with his jaw dropped. Pacifica turned to him then flicked her hair with her hand. She smirked and walked away.
" Help," Robbie shouted from a pentagon shaped demon with a mustache. " I don't do damsels in distress."
" Leave that kid alone," Ford hollered as he stepped in the demon's line of view, narrowing his eyes at him, and getting ready to fire his gun.
" Eh, okay," the demon shrugged and set Robbie down, patting him on top of the head.
" Thanks, I think," Ford stammered, widening his eyes.
" No, thank you," the demon grinned. " That punk has been driving me nuts ever since I picked him up. He's your problem now."
The demon floated off, until Ford sighed and zapped it.
" Let me go or I will put a curse on you," Gideon screeches, pointing a finger at the demon. " I know a one-time spell that will destroy you and I am not afraid to use it."
" I got your back, Dude," Soos shouted then charged at the demon.
He was wearing a trash can for armor, while wielding the gun up in the air, shouting. The handyman started shooting at the demon, tazering it multiple times until it collapsed onto the ground, tossing Gideon up into the air. Gideon screamed as he dropped. Soos ran under Gideon, holding his arms out.
" Don't worry, Dude," Soos chimed. " I gotcha."
Gideon face planted into the dirt, letting out a groan. He shakily stood up, his legs wobbling. The boy had bruises and scratches on his body, along with a few missing teeth.
" Did I curse you, yet," Gideon said with a dazed expression on his face.
" No," Soos retorted. " But that would be cool."
" Curse you then," Gideon face planted again, passing out.
The group gathered around the truck, waiting for orders.
" Okay, here's the plan," Ford announced. " We go out there and fight the way we practiced. Improvise only if needed. Now, let's go out there and kick some demon butts."
" Yay," the group whooped and hollered.
All of the members sat in their seats and the machine began taking off, hovering. They entered the heart of the warzone. One of the demons lunged at the machine. Stan pushed a button on his control panel, causing a ray to zap it, turning it into ashes. The demons widened their eyes, gasped, and then narrowed their eyes, growling. They all began attacking the group.
" Brace yourselves," Ford shouted as he triggered the shield.
The machine bounced backwards, skipping along the road until it stopped. Bill's army swarmed the vehicle and starting pounding on the shield. The vehicle rattled, shaking everybody onboard. Dipper summoned a missile, knocking the demons onto their backs. Wendy punched in the code for multiple lasers and began shooting at them, while the craft began hovering forward.
" We have to lead them away from the city," Ford demanded.
He and the others steered the machine into the forest. The demons followed with Bill in tow. Mabel turned her head, glancing behind them.
" They're following us," Mabel announced.
" Good," Ford uttered then clenched his teeth, making a sharp turn into a clearing.
The machine hovered in place. Bill's army approached the group and floated in front of them, waiting for orders. The dream demon tapped his fingers together.
" Stanford Filbrick Pines, we meet again," Bill snarled under his breath. " Listen. Why don't you guys take a load off? There's no point in fighting me. I will win this hands down. Say? Why don't we make a deal? You guys can be my meat puppet slaves, if you promise not to get in my way of universal domination. I get what I want and you get to live."
" No deal," Dipper bellowed, seething.
" Fine," Bill scoffed. " Have it your way. I tried to be nice, but…Mutilate them!"
His army darted toward the group, screaming. The group retaliated, doing the same to them. Robbie began pushing multiple buttons. They summoned a laser beam, dynamite, and grenades. The teenager launched these items at the army. Some of Bill's minions perished, while others survived. Gideon summoned death Frisbees, which flew out of a hatch. More of Bill's minions perished, until there were none left. Mabel summoned a giant bomb on a sling shot. Bill summoned a catapult and launched it right back at them, destroying the machine. The members were scattered all over the ground, groaning. Most of them were incoherent. Bill chuckled maniacally then approached Ford. Ford sat up, rubbing the back of his head.
" Well, it seems I broke your little toy," Bill taunted as he pulled out his cane, holding it in both hands " You may has well give up now, IQ. So, about the rift. Give it to me, now."
" Never," Ford spat then Bill picked up Ford by the collar of his shirt, electrocuting him.
Ford yelped as the watts surged through his body, until he fell unconscious. Bill sniffed then threw Ford onto the ground, making his body bounce and roll. Bill floated toward Dipper who was lying down in a pile of debris, rubbing the top of his head.
" You," Bill growled then picked Dipper up by the vest. " Hand the rift over. I know you have it and I know IQ will never talk, but you might."
" Didn't Pacifica give you that," Dipper asked.
" Don't play dumb with me, Pine Tree," Bill spat. " I've been watching you, remember? Now, give me the rift. The real rift."
Mabel opened her eyes, slowing pushing herself up, whimpering. She gasped at the sight of Bill threatening her brother. Bill poked Dipper in the chest with his cane then began waving it in the air. Next, the triangle demon pulled out the fake rift and threw it onto the ground, causing it to shatter. It played the Gravity Falls theme song. Bill glanced over at Mabel then smirked, dropping Dipper back onto the pile of debris. He latched onto Mabel's body and began slowly pushing her toward a cliff.
" Give me the rift, Pine Tree," Bill shouted." Or your sister here will be separated from you like your great uncles were themselves, but worse."
" I don't know what you're talking about," Dipper cried. " What rift?"
" Yeah, right," Bill shrugged as he and Mabel reached the edge." What's that? You want to be an only child? Okay."
" Leave her alone," Dipper hollered as Bill held her over the edge.
" Dipper, help me," Mabel screamed as she looked down.
" Make your choice, Kid," Bill snarled.
" I said no," Dipper shouted, while tearing up. " Now, let her go."
" Oh, I'll let her go, alright," Bill loosened his grip, earning screams from both twins.