Alcor. D. Cipher |Completed|

Chapter Seventeen

M a b e l
The first month was the hardest.
Dipper would send any hellish thing he could conceive to little Gravity Falls and probably the world. You couldn't even leave the streets without the possibility of being captured. One thing Dipper did differently than Bill was that he would torture.
Not with knives or anything that could inflict actual pain(although he probably did that at his Fearamid). He would torture us with time. Sometimes you could walk onto the streets and it legit looked like a perfect world, like you woke up from a bad dream, and then the next day it was hell once again. Deep down we all knew it, death was going to come. It was just a matter of when.
Gideon turned out to be one of the best people to be stuck in an apocalypse with. After I confessed that he was right, he prepared for the long haul. We moved out hideout to the mall because there were more stores to pillage. I agreed because being stubborn wasn't really an option.
I still made him take all the ice cream though.
P a c i f i c a
One month ago.
"D?" I stuttered as I collapsed into his arms.
"Yes it's me." He reassured. My heart was filled with happiness.
He would explain!
Explain why Bill was taking over our world once again.
"What's happening? Why is Bill doing this?" I asked desperately. He merely stroked my hair.
"Pacifica..." He started.
"Did Mabel make a deal with him? Did Gideon? Another one of the Pines?" I tried to guess.
"Pacifica-"
"What happened? Just tell me!" I wailed.
Suddenly D's hand covered my mouth and a low chuckle escaped his lips. How could he laugh at a time like this?!
The humor in his face vanished and was replaced by sorrow.
"Bills dead." He muttered.
My heart that once was filled with joy was now covered with icy fear.
"Is it-" I couldn't even say it.
"Yes, this is my doing." He confirmed.
"How could you?" I whispered, as I backed away from him, terrified of the person who I loved. He must have seen the terror behind my eyes.
"Pacifica, listen, nothing has changed I still love you." He pressed walking closer to me.
"You can take you and your family wherever you want! I'll make it perfect there!" He promised. I looked at him with sad eyes.
"Would you make here perfect?" I asked, tears stinging in my eyes. His look of promise faded as he hung his head.
"No not here." He said quietly.
"Why not!" I cried at him. His head snapped up, anger written very clearly on his face.
"Because they're the reason he's dead! Because they need to pay! Because they need to know what it feels like to lose someone!" His voice cracked at the end as he fell onto his knees.
I was stunned.
Even though I don't believe he should have resorted to revenge, he had some decent reasons.
I kneeled beside him.
"Why not just put the Pines inside the bubble?" I asked, hoping not to enrage him again.
"Because it's not the same, here they have to live with the guilt that they destroyed the world. That they are the reason that people are dying." He responded darkly. I moved away a bit. I didn't like this new side of D.
Apparently he noticed.
"I know you are angry and scared of me, and you have every right to be, but all I ask is that you come back to me. Take your family anywhere you want and I'll make it your paradise."
"Like a bubble." I raised my eye brow skeptically. He shook his head.
"I would restore the place you picked to his former glory. You would have money, your family anything you want." He promised.
But all I wanted was him! I wanted to cry out.
A new idea came to me.
"Let me stay here, with you in the Fearamid. Make me a demon, for real." I demanded. His eye brows raised at my demand.
"It would be very painful." He told me. I nodded.
"You could die." He once again warned me.
"D, I'm a Northwest, how bad could a little makeover be?" I told him irritated.
He smirked at my attitude and snapped up a surgery table with steel clamps to hold down my arms and feet.
"Let's get it done." I gritted my teeth. He smiled and we began work.