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Run.
That’s all Dipper Pines mind could comprehend with all the internal turmoil he has.
All his senses were on high alert. Dark canopy of trees and that cursed red sky flowed overhead. Every once in a while he swears he sees silhouettes of demons pass by his vision. The young boy flinches when he hears a howl in the distance. Every shadow had the possibility of being another lurking monster waiting to snatch him. Every little sound, every snapping twig, could be a warning of a demon getting closer. He wasn’t even sure if the wind was just a simple breeze or the breath of a monster already breathing on him. The smell of rotting flesh could be the monster’s breath or the remains of humans that were only half eaten.
Dipper’s legs ache. He wants to give up. He really does. Dipper knows the monsters won’t ever stop chasing him. He can’t escape. Last time Dipper had been running for his life the demons didn’t really care if they catch him or not they gave up after a while. But at the time it was just a lost snack, they had a better chance of catching other unfortunate mortals, now however, they want to impress their boss.
Their king.
Their God.
Bill Cipher.
Last time when he was first separated with his family he held on to hope. Hope that he would find his sister again. Hope that he would rejoice with his family when the summer was over. Hope that he and sister would live long enough to have their birthday and let it be the best goddamned birthday Mabel had wished for. Hope that this was just a dream, a bad nightmare that should never be relived again.
Hope that the world could be saved.
Hope, sadly, is just a thought. A figment of the imagination. A simple wish that people blindly cling on to, even if the odds are against them. Even as the whole fucking world falls apart. In a way, it’s just like shooting stars. Where even though they look beautiful. Even though people put their fates in them and wish for the very best, they are falling. No matter how bright and shining they are, it doesn’t stop their fate. They were always falling, doomed from the very start.
Or at least this is what Dipper thinks. Because to him-
-hope is gone.
He doesn’t know what to do. All he knows is that his friends are hanging over the Fearamid walls as decoration. Their faces forever lit up in horror. He knows that he can’t trust Ford anymore. That traitor better rot in hell for all he cares. And…he knows, painfully aware of, that he would never see his sister again. Never see her sparkling warm, comforting smile again. He would never hear her silly jokes and her tendency to throw glitter and sparkles again. Never celebrate their thirteenth birthday, or any other birthday for that matter.
Never.
NeverNeverNever!
For his beloved sister, his other half, his life, his everything-
Is dead.
Forever leaving him alone in the midst of chaos and despair as he watched the light simply disappear.
Just like a shooting star.
He feels broken. Empty. And while he has lost hope, he knows he can’t give up. He knows he could never submit to Bill’s forces. If he does, if he gives up, he would be betraying Mabel. So for her sake, he would continue. He would fight till the last remaining days on Earth.
Somewhere near him he hears a soft crunch and some snuffling noises. He feels his heart quickened and that familiar sense of trepidation and terror feel him. They found him.
Laughter echoes around the trees, joined by the howls of monsters and the giggling of minions.
No.
He’s with them.
Dipper finds himself running faster, faster than ever before. But he can’t escape. He’s fully aware of the footsteps chasing after him.
“Come on Diiiippeeer~” A ringing singsong voice called at him, the voice sending him in panic mode. “Why do you always feel the need to run from me?” the demon that was the cause for his live nightmare, sounded upset. But Dipper knew that bastard was thrilled. “Oh well, you can’t run forever! You’re bound to get tired eventually and when you do, you’ll fall right back into my arms! But in the meantime, this chase is quite fun~!”