The Demon (Gravity Falls Pirate AU)

Cargo

Ford

The ropes burned my wrists as I tried to pull out of them. I could hear Stanley struggling and screaming at Bill's crew as they threw him, Wendy, and Soos into the cargo hold. He calling them cowards for attacking at night, saying if they were really pirates they would untie him and fight him while he was awake. They simple laughed as the closed the cargo doors on him, muffling his screaming. I was tied to one of the masts, my coat thrown to the side. Bill probably predicted that I had a knife hidden in the sleeve of it.

Bill stood in front of me, smirking triumphantly. I knew the only reason I wasn't dead or in the cargo hold was because Bill wanted to rub every little victory he had in my face. He wanted me to watch as my crew was thrown helplessly into the hold, he wanted to see any hope of escaping leave my eyes. But I knew there was no escaping, and I was find with that. I was still holding on to at least one victory. He hand't found the kids yet. He might not even know about them. They still had a chance.

Bill smirk grew for a moment before he took in a deep breath.

"Oh Sixer, it's been a long time since we've seen each other hasn't it?"

I grunted in response.

"I see you haven't change much."

He shrugged in response.

"Perks of being a demon. But you," He said coming closer. "You've changed quiet a lot." He repeatedly eyed me up and down until his eyes landed on my bandanna. He made a mocking sad face. "Aw, Fordsy I'm hurt." He said as he reached up to remove the band. "it's like you don't want to remember our time together."

Using the mast as support I swung my feet up and tried to push him back. He jumped back, dodging my feet.

"Woah, woah! No need to get aggressive Fordsy!"

"What do you want Cipher!?!" I barked back. He gave a light chuckle.

"Always straight to business, eh Fordsy?" I glared at him, and he shrugged in respond. "Ah well, if you must know I'm looking for a certain piece of cargo. Teeth!" He snapped his fingers and a small man came to his side. "You know what we're looking for." Bill said, he's eye never leaving me.

Teeth nodded and began to walk off.

"Oh and don't damage it!" Bill shouted as an after thought. Teeth grunted in response before heading towards the inner part of the ship. I took a small breath. No, need to panic. If Bill's looking for a piece of cargo he's going to be looking in the treasure room or my cabin. There's no need fro him to search anywhere else. I thought. Normally it wasn't a good idea to think in front of Bill, but I always had a problem with turning my brain off. That's why I took extra precautions and got an old sea witch cast a spell to protect my thoughts from outside ears.

"So," I said as casually as possible. "Are you going to kill me, or we going to stand here talking forever?"

"Kill you?" Bill laughed, his crew quickly following his lead. "Where's the fun in that, Sixer? No, no." Bill put his arm over my head and leaned against the mast, leaving his face only inches from mine. "Death's too good for you Fordsy." He whisper. "No, no. Today's just beginning of our little game. First I'm going to take my prize, then I'm going to watch as your life slowly falls apart before yours eyes, and then I'm going to make it happen over and over again. Until you kill yourself." He stood back up and grin. "Doesn't that sound like fun?"

His crew laughed, probably imagining what types of tortures Bill would use to make his threat happen. I gave a small chuckle. You messed up Bill. I know exactly what you want now.