The Dark Alpha

Edumacation

Dipper's POV

Mystery Shack

"For a prophesied Alpha Demon you really aren't good at this. At least your new nature will take care of some things." Circe told me commenting on my progress of lifting a log. As I failed to lift it an inch off the ground.

Ever since Circe brought Gravity Falls to Houska Castle a place similar to Gravity Falls in the fact that it acts as a barrier between the human world and the Demon's. She explained that Demonkind are supernaturally aware of the universe and are "informed" of events and important details about everything making them... us highly intelligent allowing demons to manipulate any situation. I told her the part of my deal with myself was the removal of and the cap on the Alpha's omniscience to which she explained that there is a place for young demons to go should their nigh-omniscience be impeded in some way.

"So you want us to go to demon remediation?" I asked as she looked back saying.

"No nothing so dumb, just think of it as the special kids class." Circe a comedic demon... amazing, I just looked at her as I felt a slight tingle on my eyes.

"Stop glaring! If you don't like it then do something about it!" She called out as she walked away.

"I'm not glaring!" I yelled back. "Those glowing eyes say differently!" She said in a singing voice.

3rd POV

Dipper's eyes continued to glow until the sound of things shattering behind him brought him back from his own thoughts. He turned to see broken props, the register flipped, the barrels knocked over, and even the jar of eyeballs was broke. Dipper was surprised at best, fearful at worst.

"I should clean up... but Circe should be the one to do it for sending us to school for demonic dummies. I can at least pick up the important stuff." Dipper said as he swept up the glass and all the furniture and ornaments, until he was left with just the register. It wasn't heavy for him when he was human, thanks to his dad taking advice from Stan and Ford over the years on how to be in shape and smart at the same time. So lifting a register with his mind and a strong one at that should be easy.

Dipper focused on the register clearing his mind of his thoughts, visualizing the register float as his eyes glowed and pupils became thinner as a spark of blue fire enveloped his hand. When he looked to see what he accomplished he was shocked to say the least. He not only managed to lift the register but also created some sort of zero gravity field keeping it suspended. He had no clue how he did it but decided to run out and look for the one person who could make him feel normal again.

Dipper went on floating above everyone heading towards the Northwest family home after they sold their mansion to keep some of their fortune, their house was large like Ford's but more prestigious as it was three stories, three garages and the inside was looked more like a mansion then outside did, despite this he remembered Paz talking about how her family was doing better now with the mudflap industry.

Dipper floated back down knocking on the door checking himself out, the suit Circe gave him looked good on him as he straightened it out. The door opened after 3 mins as he turned around hearing the door open and saw Priscilla Northwest with a disturbing look on her face.

(A/N she freaks me out IRL)

She gave Dipper a quick look over, then a slow one... her eyes similar to his but pinkish red where gold was, Dipper cleared his throat capturing her attention.

"Evening Mrs. Northwest nice to see you again." Dipper greeted her standing up straight and smiling little did he realize that his pupils were fluctuating between golden ovals and cat like slits as his heart beated. Lucky for him she hadn't noticed during her evaluation of Dipper. "Alright..." Priscilla finally answered as Dipper relaxed a bit, remembering to breath. "You can come in but don't touch anything." She told him seriously her eyes shining for a sec. Dipper nodded his head smiling a bit.