Gravity Falls: Mysterious Heart

Skipper's Secrets

~Dipper's POV~

We had managed to escape the castle through one of the open windows and we were now flying through the night sky. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Skipper could fly... Even more so that her Vampire infested family was right behind us with the intent to possibly kill.

Skipper was weaving in and out of the trees with utter grace. It was no wonder why she was so horrible at tree climbing, she must of been used to just flying. She was a pro... Then again, she was possibly a hundred years old... Possibly; I wasn't going to jump to conclusions before hearing Skipper's side of the story. As amazing as the flight was, we still had killer Vampires chasing after us.

"There's the Shack!" Mabel exclaimed. Without any other words Skipper let out an ear piercing screech, making me flinch. "Ow!" Mabel cried. "Sorry, but I had to let Sandy know it's an emergency," Skipper replied. Not even two seconds later did my Grunckles and Sandy run out side to greet us. "Skipper!" Sandy called. "Incoming, Stan! Catch!" Skipper dove, releasing Mabel as Grunckle Stan caught her roughly. "Skipper!" That was Ford, who had apparently spotted the Vampires behind us.

"Inside now! I'll get Dipper to you! Just leave the door open and be ready!" Skipper ordered. They didn't hesitate as they made their way inside and leaving the door open. "Won't they just get in the shack?" I panicked a bit. "A Vampire can't enter a building or a room without being welcomed in first," Skipper explained.

We were up in the air again, flying around the shack. "Do you trust me?" Skipper asked suddenly. "Yes?" I was hesitant. "Do you trust me?" She repeated. "Yes!" I answered confidently this time. "Now, I say when, let go!" She was flying straight up into the sky right above the shack, the Vampires circling around us. We were going higher and higher until I heard her say, "When!" And with that, I let go.

I was falling. But she flipped and began to dive after me, quicker. I turned to look below me, which was a huge mistake. I freaked out as I found I was closer to the ground than I expected. But just as I did, Skipper hugged my chest bringing me close to her. "Don't like flying?" She managed a giggle. "I honestly don't like falling!" I caught my breath. She just laughed, before picking up her pace and flying around the shack once more, before yelling, "Incoming!" We were almost to the door when she spoke to me, "When I toss you inside, lock the doors and get everyone away from all the windows." I just nodded. "Don't come out until sunrise," She added. I was about to reply to her but she had flung me into the Mystery Shack, straight into my Grunckle Ford and Soos.

I had everyone asking if I was alright, but I couldn't find the means to answer. The fall was rough, but I was fine. A few bruises here and there, but nothing was broken. I immediately sat up and gazed out the door. Skipper was hovering in her spot, probably making sure Mabel and I were alright. I was going to call her to join us, but Skipper was suddenly knocked aside heavily by a Vampire... But not just any Vampire.

It was her twin brother.

~Skipper's POV~

One moment I had been checking over to see if the twins were ok. The next, I'm blindsided by my own twin brother. I had been dazed as Dipper called for me, but heard his Grunckles hold him back saying I'd be fine and locked the door.

As soon as I regained the air under my wings I shoved my brother back, putting some distance between us. "You think a roof is going to stop us?!" Seth snarled. I gasped, realizing they must be trying to dig their way through the roof and tear it apart. However, I couldn't handle this many Vampires on my own. I had to deal with my brother.

I was currently surrounded. However, this was going to be a showdown between me and my twin without interference... We were the main branch after all. Without delay, Seth launched himself at me as attacked back. His fangs were bore in hatred as his nails had extended, scratching me with every blow. I had grown fangs as well, but mine were in defense to protect myself and the ones in the shack. My nails had grown as well, scratching at every chance I got. I would snap at my brother, but I didn't have the heart to bite him. We exchanged blow after blow as the battle seemed to rage on forever.