Dark Love

Starting Line

Bill decided to question his queen only after the plan was completed, in order to prevent any unnecessary misunderstandings. With the plan set Dipper set a timer on his phone and they fell asleep cuddled together under the blankets.

6 Hours Later

Dipper awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. It was finally time to begin his plan. He moved from his bed waking Bill in the process and began to get ready. He threw on a black hoodie with some black ripped skinny jeans to match. He then turned back to Bill to see him standing tall and smirking. He was confused at first until he remembered that he had seen him changing. He saw his scars and now he was going to use them for his gain. Bill walked towards him, only stopping when Dipper had his back pressed firmly against the wall. Bill leaned in to whisper in his ear. " Those are some very deep looking scars my little triangle, are they sensitive?" Dipper shivered, then decided he wanted to have some fun to. "We'll just have to test it out and see wont we my demon?" Dipper felt as Bill's aura darkened in a delicious way.

"Now go do your part of my plan so we can get back to our castle faster." Dipper demanded as he nudged Bill away from him slightly. Bill stepped back, still smirking, and bowed. He lifted his head slightly allowing his golden eyes to glow and swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. Dipper gulped loudly when he was sure that Bill had left his room, only now letting the affect of Bill's last action show. He walked to his door and stopped right in front of it steeling himself for the task ahead.

In Stan's room Bill had just entered his mind locking away his consciousness in the back of his mind. He stood up with Stan's body and began to walk around, making his way to Stan's closet as he got used to the feeling of the new body. He felt disgust rush through him as he saw what the man thought of his nephew. His queen would never have to see these people after today.

2 1/2 hours Later

Bill walked to the kitchen where Dipper waited. "Do you have the heavenly weapon that I asked for?" Dipper questioned calmly. Bill held out his right hand and in his palm lay a silver dagger with a white and gold handle. Dipper took it and began to make small gashes along his body. He made some on his right cheekbones, left ankle, and both arms. They began to bleed a little and he handed the blade back to Bill. Bill decided to bring it up again, beginning to come to a conclusion. With the bait set up Dipper began to run into town, fake crying. Bill slowly ran after him wiping the blood from the dagger on different parts of his clothes and hands.

When the town began to come into view he began to run faster, reaching out for Dipper's wrist. Once he had a hold he pulled Dipper to him and began yelling at him, "You little bastard how dare you try and run away. You ungrateful little shit. We give you shelter, food, clothes and this is the thanks we get. Maybe you still need to learn your lesson don't you little faggot. Maybe we still haven't gotten through to you no matter how many times we punish you." A crowd had gathered by now and watched on in shock at the situation. "Please uncle I'm sorry I wont do it again please I'm still healing from your last punishment. Please it hurts uncle don't make me go through it again. Please I'm sorry I'll do better. I've learned my lesson I promise." Dipper sobbed uncontrollably struggling against his uncle's hold. Just as Stan's hand lifted to punch him he was ripped away from his grasp, a bruise already forming on his wrist.

Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Durland had pulled Stan away from Dipper and now held him back. Lazy Susan rushed to Dipper asking if he was ok. Dipper just backed up and curled more into himself still crying. The whole town turned toward Stan with looks of anger and disgust covering their features. All of them missed the smirk on Dipper's face as he looked around at the group.

And so the race had begun. How long would this race take was anyone's guess.