A Million Days

A Horrible Family Reunion. (Plus a demon.)

A/N: Trigger warning! Mentions of blood and implications of torture. Don't read if you might be sensitive to those subjects!

"Dipper?" Mabel gasped, as her brother was dragged into her room. He had a black eye, a bleeding nose, and his eyes looked blood-shot and weary. The demon who was escorting him was practically dragging him. Dipper's fingers were bent at an odd angle, and Mabel suspected that it hadn't been an unfortunate accident. He was semi-conscious, and as he was dropped to the floor, Mabel rushed forward, cradling her brother's head in her hands... "Oh, Dipper... What have they done to you?"

"Hey, sis..." Dipper said weakly. His mouth was cut up and swollen, and Mabel felt anger rise in her gut.

"What in the HELL have you done to my brother!?" She demanded, not caring that she was talking to a demon twice her size.

"I can answer that," A casual, silky voice said. A young man with strange eyes, like liquid gold, stared at her. His smile was breathtaking, and terrifying at the same time. He wore a elegant tux with yellow bricks patterned on it, and a top hat sat upon his golden and black hair, lopsided, just like his smile. In an instant, Mabel knew who it was.

"Bill," she growled.

"Indeed," he said, beaming at her, like she'd just solved cancer. "I figured this body would make you feel more at ease," he said nonchanlantly. "Plus, I can read your thoughts, and I know I can be... distracting." He flashed another breathtaking smile, perfect white teeth gleaming.

Mabel wanted to kill him. "What did you do to my brother!?" She accused him.

"Nothing. He did it to himself, really. He didn't want to tell me how to break the bubble, so my henchmaniacs took matters into their own hands... I have to say, he was brave. He didn't even scream the first couple of times."

Mabel saw red. She dashed towards Bill, her normally warm brown eyes filled with hate. "HOW DARE YOU!!" She screamed, lunging towards him. She went straight threw him, falling on her face. "I HATE YOU!"

The chaos gods' smile wavered, then dropped off his face entirely.

Shit.

"See, I've come to far to worry about people hating me," he said, in a dangerously soft voice. "If I want something..." With a snap of his fingers, Mabel was frozen in place, and Bill walked towards her, his breath whispering in her ear. "I take it. Some people have a bad day. I've had a bad life. Threats only work on someone whose got something to lose. But me? I've already lost it all." Bill grinned from ear to ear. "That's why manipulating humans is so easy! They have so many... weaknesses. So, tell me, Mabel." Bill leaned closer, and Mabel strained against her paralization as his breath carressed her cheek. "What would you do to save the people you love?"