We'll Meet Again...

It's Time

Warnings: Strong language and yelling

Word count: 1.1k

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Look, no one told me the end of the world began so pleasantly. Birds could be heard chirping while the sun shone. Everything was perfect. Until it wasn't.

I sensed a hauntingly familiar presence as the ground began to tremble. Something inside of me told me that danger was coming. I hurried to my room as soon as possible and flung open my closet door to retrieve the bat covered in nails. It still contains significant portions of zombies. I grasped the bat with a hint of disgust while warily peering across at my mother's spirit.

"What's happening?" I questioned as I observed the sky turn crimson. I hurried back outside clutching the bat with trepidation. My family was nowhere to be found. Shit! I make the decision to sprint into town while navigating thorny bushes that cut my skin into ribbons. Adrenaline caused me not to feel any pain at that moment but I would feel it later.

His laugh greeted me as soon as I stepped onto the pavement. Bill Cipher. I avoided floating eyes that turned the residents of the town to stone and hurried past bubbles that I didn't think I'd be interested in learning what happened if they touched me.

I hid behind a tree and watched as Bill turned Grandpa Ford into stone. The skies above him were torn apart as other realities poured through like water. Then I watched him destroy the journals, sending one of his henchmen after a scared-looking Dipper.

I gently whirled around to locate some shelter, and then there he was. "Well, hiya Victoria!" he laughed, grabbing me. I managed to drop my bat somewhere on the ground as I was pulled into the giant pyramid in the sky.

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My mom watched over me silently as I was shoved into a fancy looking parlor room. "Stay here. I'll know if you leave and you won't like what happens to you," Bill gave me a stern look before disappearing. I sighed when I heard raucous rave music out in the distance.

There was a massive fireplace and it was roaring fiercely. Moreover, there was a couch covered in stitches and eyes, although I doubt I'll be sitting there anytime soon. A large piano sat in the corner, perfect and untouched. Also, there was a bear rug on the ground, but it had several heads.

It had the appearance of a place where wealthy elderly men would unwind while wearing crimson silk robes.

In any case, it's unsettling.

I observed from my window as suffering spread throughout the landscape. I wonder where my family went and if Bill has already found them. "Mom, are you bound to a certain field around the necklace?" I asked, turning to her.

She shakes her head, "No, I can technically go wherever I wanted. Why?"

"Could you check on the family? Make sure they're all okay?" I asked her. She gave a quick nod before running out to find them. When I was by myself, the room's eerie atmosphere really began to take hold. Everything seemed ten times more terrifying than anything Bill subjected me to in the Dreamscape.

The rug made a faint growling sound as I sat down on the floor. Everything that happened seems to finally take a toll on me.

"Did she finally leave? Gosh, your mother is a BITCH!" I heard Bill groan. I get up quickly and assume a defensive posture. Bill just laughed, "Oh come on, Vickie! Live a little! It's the end of the world!"

"Fuck you!" I flipped him off. Bill chuckled at me once more. "What did you do to my family?" I demand in the hopes that maybe everyone is fine and this is all just a nightmare.

"This isn't a nightmare, dummy," he sighed, glaring at me intensely. "Dear old Grandpa Ford is stone, Dipper has probably been eaten alive, Mabel is trapped and who cares about Stan? I'm the only family you ever need, anyway!"

"You aren't my dad!" I yelled, wanting him to go away.

"You keep telling yourself that, Little Sixer," he pats my back and then he's gone.

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My mother eventually came back, a smile on her face. "Stan is okay. He's in the Mystery Shack, which is being protected by the unicorn hair. Dipper is hiding in the mall with the Corduroy girl. Mabel is the only one I can't find," she reports.

I nod, thinking. While she was gone, I was trying to find ways out, but to no avail. Bill always thinks a few steps ahead of me. The entire piece is shut. "Thanks, mom," I glanced out the window again. "I just need to figure out how to get out of here," I stand atop the human couch and attempt to pry open the window. It's shut, damn it.

"Use your demon abilities," my mom stated as if I already knew I had them. I gave her an odd look, as if to ask her for further information. "You're the daughter of a dream demon, of course you have abilities."

I'm a Cipher at heart, so that's great— more confirmation. "But I don't know how to use them. I didn't even know they existed to begin with," I sighed, furrowing my brows as I glanced back out the window again.

"Hm..." she floated toward me. "Put your hands on the window pane," she instructed, so I listened. "Now, think of a white light and focus it to your fingers." I closed my eyes, following her exactly. "Next, imagine yourself shooting that light out of your fingers." As soon as I did that, there was a huge boom in front of me.

When I opened my eyes, it seemed as though I had burned the window open. "Woah... How'd you know how to do that?" I asked her.

Mom gave a shrug. "My momma was a dream demon, too."

I climb onto the window sill, trying not to touch the burnt glass pieces as I stand upright and look down. At least a mile of air separates us from the land. "Got anything for flying?" I asked nervously, shaking slightly.

"Imagine you are in zero gravity. Then jump. Trust me," she tells me, giving me a loving smile. When I turned to look at the ground again, it was zooming in and out like a cartoon, complete with a 'boing' sound.

Slowly, I closed my eyes, imagining I'm on the moon. I leaped as the wind brushed quickly past me. Despite my fear, I refrained from screaming. They will find me because I'm in the open and bring me back. "Sweetie, open your eyes," my mom coaxed and I could feel her ghostly fingers in mine.

I opened my eyes to discover myself floating a few feet above the ground. I heaved a mighty sigh of relief. "Let's go back to the Mystery Shack, then," I take a breath, content to simply be alive.

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A/N: And so it begins...