AT ALL COSTS!!!

One last deal

Authors note: Sorry about the late update guys. I meant to finish this yesterday, but I started binge watching Yuri on ice (which btw is Awesome!). Also I've been trying to upload the song, but my wifi is total sh*t. So if you want to know what the twins sang, look up come little children( preferably the male version) Anyway here's the next chapter. The next one is coming soon (hopefully).

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Mabel's P.O.V

My grunkle kneeled next to me clamping the cold iron on my wrist. I glared at him, focusing on the deep blue bruise forming on his forehead and nose.

For a moment I felt bad, but the feeling went away when the last shackle was locked in place. Stan then moved over to Dipper, who lay unconscious on the floor.

After a tense hour the doctors managed to save him. I was allowed to stay at his side and wait to see how the operation went.

As soon as the doctors cleared Dipper he, and I were put down here. Dipper let out a small whimper at the sound of the chain, Stan smoothed my twins wild hair in a comforting gesture.

"Grunkle Stan" My voice was soft, but it got his attention. He stared at me with sadness in his eyes.

"Please don't do this, you don't understand..." I began to plead only to be cut off by Stan.

"Oh I understand!" He snapped filling with a new level of rage. I'd never seen him so angry. It scared me a little.

"That Basterd Bill turned my nephew into a monster, brain washed him..." He peered at Dipper his expression darkening.

"No its not like that! Bill and Dipper are in love...." My voice began to crack from desperation. The desperation to make them understand.

"LAIR!" He hollered so loudly, that I shrunk back against the wall.

"My nephew would never love a THING like Bill Cipher!" My blood started to simmer slowly, there was an acid taste in my mouth.

"IT is NOT my nephew! As far as I'm concerned he's not my family!!" My blood was on fire as I screamt back at him.

"Your just like your father, when he threw you out!!" The words fell out of my mouth before I could stop them. I'd hit a nerve. I  paled as Stan's hand came thundering down, landing hard across my cheek.

I kept back the tears of pain, turning my grimace into a dagger filled stare. Stan seemed shocked at himself, he turned at left.

My cheek stung long after he left. I crawled over to Dipper and tried to shake him awake, biting back the betrayal, that hurt worse than any slap to the face.

Dipper's P.O.V

I was in darkness the soft whispered turning into a word, not just any word. It was my name, the person calling my name sounded familiar. It took me a moment to realize who it was. Mabel.

My eyes fluttered open to reveal Bill's dimly lit cell. Mabel smiled in relief tearing up a little. I tried to sit up but got a steering pain down my legs, like hot daggers were piercing my skin.

I looked down at my bandaged torso, it all came back to me now. Mabel had come to warn us about my uncles plan. They saw us, we ran tried to escape. And then.....
I turned to my sister who was sitting in chains that lead to the wall.

I looked at my own wrists which like Mabel's tied me to the wall. In this cell my powers were bound.

"Mabel is he?.." I couldn't bring myself to say the rest. An uneasy feeling settled in my chest, it felt hard to breathe. Like something was constricting my breathing, I saw him before I became unconscious.

I'd heard the shot.

Mabel only shrugged, I bit my lip so hard I drew blood. I tried to keep the tears from falling, I failed. I turned my head away trying to keep the sobs quiet as possible. I could only hope that Bill was alright, what would become of me?

Of us?

I noticed the large red mark on Mabel's cheek, but said nothing. Instead I crawled over to her (as far as the chains would allow), and held her hand giving it a gentle squeeze.

I began to sing, the lullaby my mom would sing for us every night when we were seven. She used to say that when we dreamed, we would play there. In our garden of shadows.

Mabel joined in our voices the loudest thing in the prison. The song ended and we both fell into an uneasy sleep.

Stan's P.O.V

I walked away from the cells, racked with guilt and slightly hurt. I hadn't meant to hit her, and what she had said was true, I really had turned into my father.

As I walked up to the office I could faintly hear singing. There was a another pang of regret, I'd fired that shot at Bill. What if Mabel had been telling the truth? Could Dipper really be in love with him?

I shook my head, no of course not. I thought of all the chaos he caused, the people he killed, the lives he destroyed. No, it was one of Bill's spells, it had to be.

I walked into the office, where Ford was talking to the devil himself.

Bill Cipher

Bill's P.O.V

I sat strapped to a chair that bound my powers. My lower back was bandaged, I would have healed myself if it wasn't for this damn chair.

Sixer and Fez walked in giving me a cool glare. I gave them a smug grin in return, I wasn't afraid of them or intimidated in the least.

Sixer pulled out the demon gun, and pointed it at me. I laughed, I knew that the gun had only one shot in it. I knew something that the genius didn't.

Sixer and Fez looked at each other completely shell shocked.  Then turned back to me their expressions dark.

"Whats so funny? This is serious business Cipher!!" His threatening tone only made me laugh harder. Fez stepped forward and punched me in my stomach. The air left my lungs instantly, I gave them another smirk earning me a punch to the jaw.

My head spun a bit; and my lip was split and bleeding, but I still smiled. I turned to Sixer who seemed incredibly ticked.

"You can't fool me I.Q, I know you only have enough in that gun for one shot. And have you ever tested it on a demon? How do you know it would work?" Sixer scowled pressing the barrel, against my forehead.

"Then you could be my first and LAST test subject" I shrugged at his threat.

"You sure you want to take that chance? You only got one chance and your not even sure killing me will actually close the rift" Sixer's expression went stone cold, I could see it in his eyes. He wanted to know how I knew that, even without my powers he was an open book to me.

"You want to kill me fine go ahead and try, but I'm the only one who can close the rift" Sixer's finger went to the trigger and stayed there. I knew I was winning.

"Unless" I paused dramatically, Fez was the the one to speak up.

"Unless what?" He narrowed his eyed at me, my grin broadened.

"Unless, your willing to make one last deal"