Chapter 1

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Ever since I was young I have been 'special'. Special as in if I were to hold my breath for 10 seconds I would teleport. Where? Well it depends. One time I teleported to the other side of the planet. Another time to a girl's bathroom in the mall. It seems cool to have this power but being 'special' made it so mine and Mabel's parents send us to our grandparent's house.

Our grandparents are both male. They are actually twins. There is Stan and than Ford. Stan is more laid back while Ford likes to explore and test out new things.

Anyways me and Mabel are now standing in front of their shack with wide smiles.

"It's been a long time since we have been here." Mabel states.

"Yes that it has." I reply losing my smile.

While Mabel knocks on the door I look at the forest. Someone or something is watching us. I can just feel it.

Stan opens the door while I glaze out at the forest, dressed only in his striped boxers. Same odd Stan. Mabel giggles as she sees him and jumps into his arms making him crash to the floor. They both laugh while I just glance at them with a small smile.

"Stanley what's with the noise!?" Ford shouts and comes to the door.

He chuckles when he sees them on the ground then looking up at me he notices my glaze at the forest and nods slightly. He knows I am not the same Dipper they all knew and he knows that something or someone is watching from in there. Dropping my stuff I mouth thanks and run into the forest.

I have changed. I am now taller, I am still slim but have a good build of muscle, my hair is still shaggy, and my eyes are still brown. Yet now I have dark thoughts and can barely ever smile. Finding a log I sit and sigh. No one but Ford knows. He only knows because he can see past my mask, since he is like me.

"What do we have here?" A familiar voice sings.

No that can't be! He's dead !Looking around I see no flying dorito. Instead there is a human guy floating around in front of me. He has gold hair, a eye patch covering one of his eyes, the other eye is yellow. There is a top hat floating above his head, he is carrying a black cane, and he is wearing a yellow outfit.

Who is this guy and why is he floating? He can't be human if he's floating and by that appearance he kind of looks like Dorito.

"Haven't heard that for a few years." He sings down a smile on his lips.

It is him. But how we killed- no of course! He is too strong to be killed. Urg! Why haven't I even thought about it?! So if we didn't kill him, what did we do?

"Questions questions so many, you remind me of pine tree he always had questions." Bill says with a fond look.

Glad im not wearing the hat. Straight give away and I'm sure he would not like that. Hehe no he likes to solve the puzzle games. He loves to make them too.

"You know me. So you must be someone who tried to kill me. I do like puzzle games so I'm going to guess who you are. If I guess right in 3 tries you have to do something for me."

"What do I get if you can't guess right?" I ask.

He smirks and taps his chin. "Up to you I don't care everything works in my benefit in the end." He shrugs.

"Than lets make it a deal." I state knowing that I have a better chance than him.

He puts out a gloved hand and a blue flame pops up. Putting my hand in his I smirk.

"Alrighty let's get this started!!!" He shouts excitedly.

Letting go of his hand I close my eyes and image wood chopping. "Wendy, did not have brown hair nice try!"

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