Partners In Crime

Chapter II~ Accepting In The Graveyard

Third Person

Rain leaked through and one drop fell onto you, awaking you from your slumber. You looked around and saw the same teenager from before, sitting in a chair. You were alarmed at this and yet happy. Someone wished to be in your presence. He didn't dare to run. A slight smile spread across your face. The boy smiled back with a wide one in return. "Say, you look cramped." The boy's voice suprised you. It sounded much like a electronic tone and more grown up then he appeared. The boy picked up a key and spun it around on a finger as he got closer to the keyhole.

Click!

You looked in front of you and you felt free. You crawled on out of the cage and breathed a sigh of relief. You wanted to fly up to the heavens but your chains forbid you. You turn to the boy and notice that he is staring at one of your chains. "Heavy much?" He asked. You nodded and he circled around you. This was only more odd. A human would never have been able to see your chains. But if they were under a demon's control, they would have been able to feel the chains too. He looked at you then at your chains. "Name's Bill. Bill Cipher." You both shook hands and you also introduced yourself. The boy still had that wide and stupid grin. You were curious to ask but decided it wasn't the best idea. "How'd you end up like this Y/n?" The boy laid back down in the chair. "I did some bad things. Things I'm not proud of." You had always lied and cheated through your entire lifetime. Every lie added more weight to a chain. Every cheat added more pressure.

You heard footsteps from above and saw the grown man. "Dipper Pines!" His voice roared. The boy jumped up and alerted himself to the man. "Why is the demon out of their cage?" The man's voice asked. "She didn't feel right. So I let her out for a while." The boy said. You looked at the boy, confused. Why was he being referred to as 'Dipper'? You thought. "Send her back in once I get back." The man said. He then turned around and walked outside into the cold. You turned to Bill. "Who is Dipper?" You ask him. "I'll let you in on a little sercet. I have possessed this kid's body by the name of Mason Pines but most call him Dipper. Besides, you can call me Bipper instead. Shooting Star came up with that for me!" Well, it was sealed. Forever would he be Bipper.

No other name would work for him but Bipper because you soon caught on as you spent more time with the possessed teen. Only in private would you refer to him as Bill. Bipper also developed his own nickname for you too.

Bull Cutie.

While you and Bipper were having a talk, the man arrived at a graveyard. Snow blanketed the fields and the air was chilly all around. The man felt regret and pain fill his head. He apporached a familiar gravestone with a sweater with a face of his dead twin brother knitted in. The man got onto his knees and prayed. I have kept him safe from Bill for so long. That was yet a simple white lie. In heaven, his brother knew of what was going on around him. He couldn't tell him because of how little enegry he had. Fate wouldn't allow so. In time, he would know. But it would be too late to be heard. He wouldn't live to see.

For now, he would be alive in time to see who they really were.