A collection of Billdip

We are fucked

Writer's note:

Hey guys! I'm sorry it took me so long to upload another chapter I just have been so busy and tired I only manage to get around to it today.

This chapter was requested by rc9gnrulz1234 who has been the sweetest person ever since I began writing here! This is a continuation to "The end of the end" aka the second chapter of this fic and it's about what happened before Bill took Dipper prisoner.

I hope you guys like it! I loved writing in!

Kisses!

Bianca

"We are fucked. That is a reality." Dipper heard someone scream as he sat on a corner of the Shack. "If Ford was just not with us it would be okay but against us?! No way. Fucked. Totally fucked that's what we are."

Dipper put his hand on the back of his head. Blood. Yeah maybe that random dude was right. He was still out of breath and out of words really.

He could see it right in front of his eyes as if it was happening that second.

The resistance was going to battle against the big pyramid. They went running and screaming there as if they were in a war movie. And that's when it happened.

The sky turned black and blue. All they could hear was a horrible laugh.

Dipper looked around worried. He couldn't see anything in the pitch-blackness. He searched desperately for his sister but he could barely see his hands in front of him in the darkness. That's when a huge beam of light came from the top of the pyramid. Ford was levitating inside the beam. There were blue flames on his hands and in his eyes. He was the one laughing.

Out of nowhere, the eyebats started showing up and once in a while you could see the red light coming from them and people being carried away. Dipper just turned and ran for the Shack as quickly as he could. But not before seeing one of the beams of light take Soos away. They had to abort the mission. The Ford situation had just taken a turn for the worst.

In the middle of the way to the Shack, Dipper hit someone and fell hitting his head on a rock. For his delight the person was Mable but his head was apparently in a worst state than he expected.

So there he was. Just him, Mable, Wendy, a couple of other unknown people and creatures. The thing that worried Dipper the most was that Stan was nowhere to be found.

Dipper felt exhausted and betrayed. Nothing was going the way he expected. Nor the way Bill said it would...

Bill told Dipper to change the bags. He said it would all be okay if he did. Bill just wanted to really be there next to him. He wouldn't hurt anyone.

Of course Dipper was a bit insecure about all that. He had indeed trusted Bill blindly those last days. Since he came to Dipper after he possessed Dipper's body and said that there was an extremely strong connection with the puppet and it's former inhabitant he trusted Bill. He trusted Bill because he felt it.

But now too much was at risk. He wasn't just putting his life on the line. He was putting everybody's. Everything that there ever was, is or was going to be would be in danger if Dipper followed Bill's plan.

Yet, with all the consequences weighted Dipper once again followed blindly the orders of the owner of his heart. And now he sat there regretting it deeply.

Dipper took a deep breath and got up. He had made this mess. He would clean it up.

"Hey, people!" Dipper screamed in the middle of the chaos.