Chaos Falls: The Demon Returns

Rude Awakening

The morning couldn't have come sooner. The news of the previous night were already spread far and wide. It was only made worse by the sight in Gravity Falls town square. No one dared approach, let alone try to recognize the bits and pieces strung about in a elegantly gory display, but it was painfully human. Kill was Bill's executioner for clear reasons. He gets the point across, he's more than good at said job, and he makes it entertaining for his majesty. Aside from the sick sense of humor the two shared, business was awaited on Bipper's end as he began his march. The whole week was nothing for the townsfolk of Gravity Falls and a growing distance beyond entailed more than a fair share of property damage, robbery, and quite a few people from towns outside of the sleepy little town going missing. It wasn't hard to guess who was responsible, especially with the news from the night before. Assaults became international in sooner than record time. Many wondered what could convince their ruler to do such crimes, even if the answer they desired was staring them in the face.

Ford marched with Mable to speak to their Queen, King, or whatever Bill wanted to be called by this point. The two were met with heavy resistance of guardsmen, only getting by the first few stops by reminding them of their status as family with Dipper. The rest refused, even with such fact.

"I need to speak with the Que- His Highness, about the well being of my great nephew!"

"I'm sorry Mr.Pines, but all entry has been prohibited by the Queen. You will just have to try another day." The guard stressed, understanding in her eyes.

"So he's keeping bro's title, good to know I guess." Mable murmured, the guards thinking nothing of it but a answer to a question she wondered as Ford continued to argue.

"Guardsmen, what commotion comes so late?"

"Peace Keeper Till, Sir, can you please get it through this man's thick skull that the Queen want's no visitors right now?!" The female guard's partner asked the white and black demon, his alien blue eyes narrowed, and canine ears angled in frustration.

"At ease guardsman." Till coaxed the Lycan creature.

Ford had heard much about Till, albeit never getting to meet him and his brothers. But from spoken reputation it had been said that he had quite a way with people despite his lack of emotion. That did however come in handy with the decisions he had to make given his assigned placeas Bill's Royal Judge. They say the execution of justice requires on to think logically and with correct virtue instead of emotionally, and you can't find anyone better suited for such a job. Ford felt a small shiver go down his spine when he looked into those blank, milk white eyes. Till's expression was like a wise stag: observant, stern, yet so gentle.

"Let them pass. You two shall come with me." Till announced, the two Pines sighing in relief with small smiles as the guards obeyed their order.

The two followed Till to their eventual destination, having to go through a teleportation device built into the floor. It looked like a simple disk of gorgeous stone built into it's graceful foundation just outside the center of town. But as of how it was operated, it was claimed a secret known by only certain people. But no one really stays on the subject for long if at all. The two followed Till to the entrance of the throne room, stopping when he turned to them.

"Please, wait while I announce you. I understand your urgency, but it would be rude to let you enter without my brother being prepared, yes?"

"We understand, take your time." Ford nodded, getting one in return from the white clad demon before they vanished behind the doors.

It was a good few minutes before Till returned, silently holding the door open and gesturing them in. Ford and Mable jumped when the loud clang of the doors shutting shattered the temporary silence. They walked forward, looking up to the being on the throne. To their slight annoyance Bipper looked smugly amused, as it he expected them to come have a word with him. A little better was that Mable finally got to get a better look at this version of Bipper, and needless to say, this was indeed a possessed fusion like Soos and Gideon theorized.

"Well, well, long time no see Six Fingers! Evening Shooting Star, hows your pig?"

"We aren't here for chatting Bill." For said not amused.

"I can tell. Such a pity. Is this how my Love was treated when he took the throne? Shameful honestly." Bipper rolled his eyes.

"Are those, horns?" Mable asked between her uncle and demon, spotting the gently curved, black appendages that sprouted and grew to the sides of Bipper's head..

"Do you like them? It took a lot of magic to make them, especially to have them be natural." Bipper admitted, tilting his head to show them off.

Mable scoffed at the further defiling of her brothers body.

"Aside from your dress up experiment's, we came to ask about the fate of Dipper." Ford announced, reminding Mable of why they were there.

"I'm sure that's the question for everyone now, isn't it?" Bipper smiled a little.
"To clear things up, he is alive."

"Then, where is he?"

"Asleep. To be more exact, his soul is in a comatose state inside this crystal. It is connected to his body's life force, so to remove it would mean his death and to end the healing process."

"Healing process?" Ford questioned.

"Did you think he took those shots without spiritual damage? You meat bags truly are pitiful. My advice is, let the boy sleep. He deserves it. If that's all you came for, then you may leave now." Bipper sighed, waving them away.

"Wait, why are you doing all this? Why are you destroying all we rebuilt?!" Mable demanded, being held back by guardsmen.

"A few rude awakenings are needed to make a message clear sometimes, Shooting Star."