The Legend of BillDip

Previously On

Animals are heard hooting in distance. "No, no, no. Please, no. No. No, please." Pyronica shudders, her breathing raggedly. She grunts in pain as someone's powers hold her securely.

"Pyronica. Are you a god?" A women asks. "Yes! I am a god!" She responds, "Yet you have betrayed your people." The women speaks calmly. "I have not!" She yells.

"You stole knowledge above your age and station. You practice the darkest of magic." The woman's eyebrows furrow, "I know... I know nothing of these crimes! I... I swear it!" She stammers, eyes full of fear.

"Enough deception!" The woman snaps, just as Pyronica smirks. "I did not break your rules. They simply bent to my power." The gods begin chanting in Latin.

"Wait." They continue, "No. I cannot control it! I... If only you would teach me! Help me! Please! Mother, please! Please! Mother!" She begs, as her mother joins in the chant.

"No!" She screams in pain as the gods chant.

Though, the gods soon start groaning. Pyronica face slowly form a smirk. Slowly she takes their power, killing the gods. "Please, I can be good." She looks at her mother.

"No, you cannot." She responds, her voice strained. As she uses her powers to take down Pyronica, but it backs fires, cause Pyronica kills her also..
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Pyronica holds Señor Scratchy up to her ear. As she hums, "What?" She looks at Dipper, smiling mischievously.

"No, I know." She chuckles. "He does look shocked to meet the real us, doesn't he?" She laughs as Dipper's eyes glow blue, indicating he's trying to read her thoughts.

"That's adorable." She laughs at him. "My thoughts are not available to you, toots. They never, ever were." She tilts her head. "So don't go givin' yourself a migraine."

"We've got work to do." She puts Señor Scratchy on a table, that looks a bit rusty but stable enough to hold a rabbit.

"Where are my children?" He asks her, his sokovian accent showing. Where are my children?" She mocks him. "That accent really comes and goes, doesn't it?" She scoffs.

"Where are they?" His anger slowly rising, he tries to use his powers but nothing happens. He looks at his hands in confusion. "Oh, your magic's no good here."

Pyronica uses her powers to hold him securely. He gasps as his hands are pulled behind his back and he's thrown into the middle of the room.

"Didn't you notice?" She raises a brow, pointing at the walls. "Basic protection spell, one in each wall? No? Nothing?" Dipper looks at them in confusion, his anger still there.

"These are runes, Mason." He instantly looks towards her when she mentioned that name. His eyes narrow.

"In a given space, only the one that cast the runes can use their magic." Pyronica tells him. "How do you not know the fundamentals?" She stares at him.

"Who are you?" He asks, but gets taken back by her choice of response. "Who are you?" She walks towards him.

"All those costumes and hairstyles." Pyronica sighs. "I was so patient, waiting for you to reveal your true self."

"I got close with fake Mable. Fable, if you will, but no dice." She shrugs, "That was you." His eyes widened. "No, it wasn't literally me. Just my eyes and ears." She points at both her eyes and ears.

"A crystalline possession. Necromancy was a non-starter since your real sister's body is on another continent."

Dipper looks down as Pyronica gets close. "Not to mention, full of holes. But you're so crippled by your own self-doubt that you believed it." She stares at him.