What are Your Hidden Intent

Chapter 8

"Like I said I researched online," Dipper repeated, Lyssa nodded slightly. Her stomach growled, looking for semen to cure her appetite.

All of a sudden a man opened the front door of the shady house just then, a very thin but tall man with unruly curly hair. He stepped from the porch and walked to the red Oldsmobile.

"That's him!" Dipper said. "Get everything you can on him and make sure he's the one."

"I need him to look me in the eyes, before I do anything." Lyssa announced.

The man was just about to leave the home when suddenly Dipper rolled down his window and made a weird bird call. The man turned around and gaze toward them. His look was one out of nervousness. Afraid an assassin might kill him out of the blue, he scowled and stuck his middle finger. Lyssa's eyes turned violet purple for an instant and then went back to their normal color.

"Well?" Dipper asked impatiently.

Lyssa sighed, "My gravest apology Dipper, but it's not him. He has never stepped foot in your house."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS, HIS PRINTS ARE ON THE FUCKING BULLETS!"

"Quit your shouting!" Lyssa said countering his statement. "You wanted me to tell you and I did. Succubus have no means of lying to human males, only having sexual encounter and taking their semen from them, what point do I have to lie to you."

"So you can finish this ritual thing you keep telling me that I still don't know what the hell it's for."

"To find Mabel's killer. That is all you need to know. Considering that it has no benefit to me. You can either take my word for it or I'll leave Oregon and settle someplace else. The choice is yours Dipper."

Flipping A! He thought this was the big break he needed. Perhaps he hoped for some closure on who killed Mabel Pines, along with his anger, this had made him act without thinking and act irrationally.

Dipper sighed, he leaned toward Lyssa and wrapped his hands around her body, pulling her to a tight hug. Lyssa's cheek brighten up to a crimson red color as she returned the embrace, she moaned slightly at his light touch.

"I'm sorry," Dipper said. "Thanks for the help. I just want to forget about all of this and leave the scene."

"I know Dip. This was a waste of time and energy, especially since his soul isn't even evil."

"Wait, his soul isn't evil."

"Well, his soul isn't pure like yours. He just hasn't done anything in a position to make him evil. Everything that he was charged with was done by his brother Marius. So he takes the fall for it. You humans do the most degrading things I have ever seen creatures do before.

Dipper felt like a true asshole. He was ready to kill an innocent person. Now he felt guilt inside his heart. If they did find the revolver inside his home, he was going to jail and Mabel's killer will walk away a free man.

"So his brother is responsible for this ordeal he's going through."Dipper asked.

"Yep, he has blood in his hands, oh and more more thing, he knows about the sex ring. The guy that I screwed was an old friend of his, maybe he can join him in my mothers place huh?" Lyssa winked.

Dipper started the car and put in gear.

"Now where are we going?" Lyssa asked.

"You're going to pay Marius a small visit. I hope you're still hungry."

They arrived at Marius's lavish home in the upper side of town. The older brother lived in a expensive six room home full of cameras and a gated parameter.