A Strong Will
SUMMARY: Dipper has a nightmare regarding on how he was being a puppet to Bill Cipher; Mabel learns a small fact.
"I'm already bound to Pine Tree's soul… you say that incantation and it's bye-bye Pine Tree!"
He remembered those words coming out of his mouth, but it wasn't his voice. He also remembered the terrified look of his family's faces at the sight of him. There was nothing but fear and a sure sign of hopelessness that hung in the back of his mind. He had given up long ago on trying to fight. He couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't win.
No one could win.
"Dipper! I know you're in there, in your mind, just fight it! We have a plan…! Just resist!"
Mabel…
A mocking laugh echoes. "Really, Shooting Star? You think just saying that is going to make him-"
I have to fight.
He remembered he wanted nothing but to hug his twin sister again, to see his family be happy and safe. He had felt do broken before, his mind a mere shell of what it used to be… Blood and screams raced through his mind, but what seemed like a shooting star of hope had begun to clear those thoughts away…
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PINE TREE!?"
The vessel was much slower as it jerked around, him trying to gain back the control of his body. He will not let this monster, this demon hurt his friends and family anymore. Physically… emotionally… mentally…
LEAVE THEM ALONE!
A burning sensation had flooded his stomach and throat, like his body was trying to fight itself. Pressure built up and he had tasted the iron laced scarlet in his mouth as he had vomited before him, feeling it trickle from the corners of his mouth. His body had been burning, flames feeling like it was licking across his internal organs.
"Dipper! Dipper, hold on!"
It hurts, Mabel… I'm dying… I don't want to die… I've always thought I'd die by your side… twins forever… "From womb to tomb" we used to say…
"M… Mabel…" he had felt the words bubble in his throat, it had hurt so much to simply speak. His body was rejecting itself. He had felt his life's blood boiling within him, a pain that felt like he was being ripped apart from every direction imaginable.
He barely remembered what he had said then, as he laid collapsed on the stone floor in agony. The thing that had stood out in his mind was the unbearable pain. He could remember growing more tired… more cold… it was taking everything just to speak. One eye had burned terribly as the other had felt as if it were bleeding.
The iron laced scarlet tainted his mouth once again as he had sat up and had gripped his twin sister's sweater, seeing the fear and despair in her brown eyes. "I want you to erase my mind!" He couldn't remember her reaction. "This is the one thing I ask you to do! PLEASE, MABEL! FOR ONCE JUST DO WHAT I ASK!"
"I'm not giving up Pine Tree that easily! I'll kill you all! I don't care!"
The burning… the burning had felt so intense. He had gripped his hair and had tried to find any sort of relief from the burning. His throat had went raw from all the screaming, all the acid and blood that had destroyed his esophagus.
Make it stop… make it stop!
He slightly remembered of him being carried… he had collapsed, and coughed up more of his life's blood. He had felt himself slip away… it was almost welcoming. His body had felt a blistering heat, he had rather jumped in lava for relief.
NO! NO! I WILL NOT LET THIS HAPPEN!
"Not… a chance… asshole…"
Everything had then went black.
Dipper shot up in his bed, a cold sweat covering him like a blanket.
His chest pounded painfully and the blood pulsed through him rapidly. Slowly, he brought his knees up to his chest, trying to take deep breaths. He began murmuring a series of names, street names, from the neighborhood that he and Mabel had grown up in Piedmont. This wasn't the first time that nightmare came up, when he had told his therapist about it she had told him exercises for him to calm down.
People asked him all the time how he had found the power to fight back Bill. The truth was he didn't have the power to fight back.
Mabel did.
Mabel was what gave him a goal, a goal to be free and protect his family. It was something he was willing to sacrifice his life for, although he had wished to die alongside his sister. Mabel was the one whose words were like a magical spell to him, a spell that he had to follow through for her.
He glances over to his slumbering sister, Waddles curled to her side. She had a small smile on her face as her curly, brown hair fanned over the pillow she slept on.
A shooting star of hope…
Dipper gets out of his bed, disturbing Orion in the process and the cat meowed angrily, and tiptoes to his sister's bed. Waddles raised his head slightly and gave a sot oink. The teenager puts a finger to his lips to hush the pig. He then gently moves the pig, the animal jumping off the bed and waddling towards Dipper's.
He crawls into the bed with his sister and pulls the covers over him. He felt as if he were a small child again, but he gives a small smile nonetheless. Sleepiness overcomes him and soon he began snoring gently.
Mabel blinks open her eyes, seeing her brother's sleeping face.
She gives a small frown, thinking that he had another nightmare. She then gives him a small hug, trying not to wake her slumbering twin.
"Thank you, Mabel…" she heard him groggily whisper.
"For what?" she replies softly.
"You saved me… thank you…" he said as he went soft, once again beginning to snore.
Mabel didn't know what he had meant, but she hugged him close to her. She didn't really know how she saved him, but she was happy she did.
"I'd do it again in a heartbeat… whatever it is…" she whispered as she fell back asleep, hugging her twin brother.
A/N: A shorter chapter, but I've been very busy. Sorry about that, but hopefully this was good!
Thanks for reading as always!
~Skye Hendersen~