Spliced (A Gravity Falls Fan Fic) (A Short, Short Story)

Chapter 1: A Deathly Incident In Sector D

Will shivered in the corner, eyes wide in fear as he gazed at his destruction. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone, hadn't meant to do so much damage. The human/demon hybrid got to his feet shakily, wincing as the broken glass dug into the soles of his bare feet and sliced into his flesh. There was glass everywhere, and it appeared he had not left a thing untouched in his magical outburst.

That included the woman lying nearby, unmoving and silent. 

"Mama?" he called, hoping she was okay, hoping she would answer him. But the woman that had birthed him, the woman that had raised him, who had wiped away his tears and told him to be brave when the needles poked his skin, did not move a single muscle.  

Tears ran down his cheeks and he sobbed loudly, his head buried in his hands as the alarms finally went off and the automatic sprinkles malfunctioned and turned on, drenching him head to toe in cold icy water. 

He looked up as the door opened and two men entered, raising their guns at him. Both of them were dressed in the special uniforms that kept them safe from dangerous attacks. The boy's eyes widened, and he stepped back, "I'm s-sorry! I didn't mean it!" he cried, whimpering as they came nearer, ready to strike if he so much as used his powers. A man stepped across the threshold and stared down at him calmly as he stood between the two guards, no emotions on his aging features. His lab coat swayed in the breeze drifting in from the broken windows, "Subject 23." Henry said quietly, adjusting his glasses as he looked at him. 

"Please, I'm sorry, I-" Will argued, trailing off as his gaze shifted back to his Mother's body. He let out a strangled cry, fresh tears spilling over his cheeks as his watery blue eyes glowed brightly in the dim light. "Come along, Subject 23, let us return you to your room, hmm?" Henry asked with a soft smile, putting out a hand for him to take. The hybrid looked up at the men with their guns still aimed at him, and he trembled.  

No, they were going to kill him for what he had done; he was sure of it.

Whenever a creature attacked and killed someone, it was shot on site and then dissected so as not to waste the vital information it contained, he was no exception. He stepped back again and shook his head, "I...I can't."

"Oh? And whys that? Are you in pain? I can see your feet are bleeding, we can assist you to your room and get a medical kit to fix you up."

Will swallowed thickly and before anyone could do anything he sprinted to the nearest shattered window and tumbled out, racing across the grass and into the woods as he ignored his wounds. 

Henry sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance, "Get him back here, he's obviously afraid and upset, be careful with him, he's valuable!" he called as his men made a move to follow the small boy into the forest, their reflective patches lighting up in the moonlight.

Once he was alone, he treaded carefully over to the woman and kneeled down beside her as the glass crunched under his shiny shoes, "Rest in peace, my dear, thank you for your tremendous work. We shall miss you." he said, softly closing her eyes with the tips of his fingers.