The Stroll
Bill Cipher had everything he could ever wish for, a chaotic kingdom to call his own, a large amount of human slaves and friends all around him. But he didn't quite understand what was missing, he had everything and he knew it, he could have anything he wanted at a whim. But he was missing something and he had no idea what it was so that bothered him.
So he went for a walk in the forest around Gravity Falls, the place where it all began.
Everything was quiet and calming, it was probably one of, if not the last, quiet places.
But all of the silence was broken by the sound of laughter, which he quickly recognized as Xanthar and Kryptos. He walked quickly to them, curious as to why they were in the forest. He was in his human form, he had shaggy blonde hair and his signature top hat. A yellow tailcoat and a white button down dress shirt and black slacks. He also had a black bow tie and an eye patch covering his left eye. He held a cane, that he clearly didn't need, in his right hand.
When he came into view, the demons looked up and shrank back lightly. Despite his human form, every demon could recognize him.
"What were you laughing at?" He asked, looking at Kryptos curiously. Kryptos smiled and gestured to a human who was unconscious on the ground, it was a girl, she was covered in blood and had a tattoo across her arm, it was one that he knew well, the symbol of the Resistance.
The girl had [h/c] hair and [e/c] eyes hidden under her eyelids and complimented her [s/c] skin. Strands of her hair was stuck in the blood that dripped from a large gash coming across her cheek. Usually Bill would stand and watch them torture a human, it was almost like a sport to them.
But this time was different, he had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"Stop. Leave." Bill commanded, Kryptos opened his mouth to object but Bill's eye began to glow red, before you could say 'Mystery' they where gone. Bill smirked to himself.
He turned his attention back to the girl, crouching down to get a better look, the only movement he could see was her chest rising and lowering unevenly. Bill examined her closely, she had a small scar that overlapped another it almost looked like.... He fell backwards in shock, this was... [Y/n]
She was the 16 year old leader of the Resistance, he had always heard that the leader was female and around 16, her signature was supposedly an X made of two scars on her cheek, about an inch below her eye.
This bruised and battered girl laying in front of him was the feared leader. He couldn't help but chuckle. She was so defenseless, he knew that he could end the rebellion right now if he really wanted to.
Bill stood up and thought for a moment.
No. He wanted to have a little fun with this. He quickly came up with the perfect plan, a grin crossed his features and he leaned back down to the girl.
He snapped his fingers and a blue spark appeared, his appearance changed immediately. His top hat disappeared, along with his cane, tailcoat, and bow tie. His white dress shirt became a tattered white t-shirt and his slacks turned into a pair of ripped up jeans. He thought about taking off his eye patch but decided against it. His uncovered eye quickly went from completely yellow with only a black slit through it to a light blue eye that looked like a normal humans.
He put a few scratches and bruises on himself for effect with another snap.
He got on his knee's and cleared his throat a little, then began to shake her. It took a few tries but her eyes finally fluttered open, she looked clearly dazed so he leaned forward and put on his most panicked face.
"Get up! Come on, hurry! They'll be back soon! We've got to get out of here!" Bill stated in a panicked tone. Without anything coming from her, he picked her up and without a second thought he ran through the forest. She squirmed a little in his grasp but passed out once again, he scanned the area and found a cave which he quickly entered.
Once inside he placed her on the ground, leaning up against the stone wall as she slept. He looked at her from a human and demon's point of view, it was true that she was pretty, for a human anyway. She looked so serine, not like any hardcore rebellion leader he has come across in the past.
Those were dealt with quite easily, they had all been large and buff, thinking they would be able to defeat him. But they where sorely mistaken. Most of them ended up frozen as bronze statues, others as human slaves.
But this one, this girl, was the ring leader of the Resistance that he knew threatened his rein of chaos over the world, was small and petite. She looked like one of those kids who always followed the rules and stayed in the background all the time. THAT was the leader who threatened his entire being? He chuckled at the thought.
He heard a sound and looked over, the girl began to stir.
Bill got closer as she opened her eyes, her [e/c] orbs looking confused and still slightly dazed.
She seemed to out of it to speak, so he stared at her as she continued to try and get her bearings. She looked almost like she couldn't see straight, but the first thing that came out of her mouth surprised him beyond belief. He had assumed that he was dead.
"Dipper?"
