(You ready for the first story my lovelies? I will enjoy this if you like the powers of vampires)

Walking through the forest, I carried the cross around my neck. It suede back n' forth inside the cloth of shirt. I clung to the journal that my uncle Interested me with, along with the dull light of my lamp- lighting my way.

The moon beams danced along with the wind and clouds as snow flew, painting the green leaves of the trees white, with chilled snow.

Picking up my passé, my body throbs with the frozen air passing through my clouths and to my bones. I shuttered at the cold that kissed my skin roughly. I took in a deep breath once the cabin was in sight," just a bit more," I said calmly out of relief. No monsters were out, which was strange scene it was a full moon. Maybe the cold of winter was too much for them.

My legs froze. Two yellow eyes stared blankly at me from its shadows. Swallowing hard, I moved my legs towards the warm cabin. I dug my nails into my journal; my hand quivered, making my lamp rattle.

"Why in such a hurry, comeback here," a voice whispered close to my ear, licking the inside.

"Ah-" I squeaked out, pulling my hand back to ear- dropping the lamp, causing there to be only to light of the moon. Slowly, I turned back at a man, a man that towered over me, a man that's eyes are as gold as fire, and shaped like a cates'.

His hand gently caressed my cheek as he leaned down to my face. Fear engulfed me; I became unable to move as he trailed his thumb over my lips. "What a beauty you are. So full of life, so frail, so weak, yet so gorgeous," his other hand fondled my other cheek, pulling me up to my toes- he licked his lips; revealing his fangs. "I see you have a cross, can you take it off? It's a hassle for me," he asked seductively.

I shock my head slowly; the only thing will keep me safe is my cross. With this- he can only touch me as human, nun of his vampiric
powers will work, but their still powerful and persuasive." I- I won't," I refused- my voice shacking.

"Is that so?" he said, a smile pulled on his pale lips. "It's a shame, your really cute, you know?" He said, pulling me to my tip-toes as his tongue grazed my flesh," you really are quite beautiful and delicious," he chuckled as he continues to lick down my neck; careful not to touch my cross.

I pulled on his sleeves,"no- no stop!" I whispered. Tears fell from my shut eyes." Please! Please, I'm only 12," I whimpered out. My face turned red with embarrassment and shame of being handled by an older man.

He paused for a moment, before moving back to my face. His thumb wiped up my tears, his lips pressed up against my eyelids; licking the tears that didn't stop pouring out. "It's okay darling, don't cry. I wasn't planing on harming you; However, I do plan on knowing more about the sweet beauty that leaves a delectable aroma where ever he treads, and only 12? What a treasure I have found," he chuckles.

"What's your name, my sweet beauty?" He asked sweetly, looking me in the eyes. His eye beamed blood red.

A gasp escaped past my lips at the elegance his eyes kept inside, along with its savagery." Do you like my eyes?" He asked. I nodded slowly; mesmerized by his gaze. I small blush tinted his face, his eyes smiled kindly at me." That makes me happy, but I think your eyes are heavenly. So, can you please tell me the name of the heavenly body in front of me?" He said- his eyes calmed back to its clear blue that of an ocean, an ocean that I've never seen.

"It's Mas—"

"Look out Dipper!" Screamed Ford.

"—on," I was cut off by Ford; who shot the man with an arrow from his crossbow.

"Qa-" the man let out a sharp gasp, dropping me to my feet- causing me to stumble to my back.

Looking up at the blond man as he ripped the arrow from his arm. Blood drizzled down his arm, but he didn't seem to mind because he licked it without hesitation. "Are you okay sapling?" He asked with anger over flowing his eyes as they turn back to red. I nodded, holding my arm that was barley grazed. He smiled warmly for a second before being shot at again.

"Get away from my nephew! You monster!" Ford yelled, shooting again the man." Dipper! Get away from that monster now!" He ordered me- bringing me back to reality, I stumbled to my feet looking at the monster."Dipper, he's a vampire! Get inside!"

"That's right sapling, get going," he said with A smile.

I ran to the house, and up to my room so I could watch. I threw off my coat and boots, and ran to my bedroom window. "What are doing bro bro? Dinners ready and I heard Ford yelling; is everything alright-"

"Shh!" I shut Mabel's mouth with my hand, and point outside. "Look," I demand. We both sat there as Ford shot at the Vampire, with Stan joining him shortly... and he's not wearing pants.

"You damn monster! I'll be damned if you even think of touching those kids!" Ford yelled.

"Yeah! We won't let the same thing happen twice!" Stan added.

The vampire dodged with ease. "You think you can defeat the king of monsters, Bill cipher!" He declared, winking up at me. My face turned red. "We both know I'll be the one to put you in your graves," he laughs psychotically as he turns- flying off into the night that showered the sky with snow.

Both Ford and Stan bolted inside, running up to our room- slamming the door open. "Are you two okay!? Your not hurt are you!?" They asked. Pulling at our limbs, checking for cuts and bruises.

"No- I'm fine," I say lowing my head in shame; not being able to see, or stop the man, but I couldn't get him out of my mind. Bill, Bill cipher. That's the vampire- the monster that is fixated on me. "Sorry, I didn't realize that he was a monster," I apologized, sitting down on the bed.

"It's ok dipper, you didn't know. Vampires usually go after small children for that exact reason. It's not your fault," Ford said calmly as he ruffled my hair. "He didn't bite you anywhere, now did he?" He asked, unbuttoning my caller.

"No, but he did lick me," I say.

Stan and Fords' eyes widened in shock." Go take a bath, now!" The yelled, pushing me to the bathroom.

"Okay, okay. I'm going," I say in annoyance taking off my shirt.

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"Grunkle Stan, Uncle Ford, what's wrong?" Mabel asked innocently.

Ford and Stan looked at one another, unsure what to say.

"Well, Mabel. When vampires bite a human, but don't kill them- it means that the vampire thinks that their special or worthy enough to stay alive, and claiming that person as their own, but if they lick them- it means that person is important and they're going to come back for them. It sends out a signal to the vampires that the person is of limits. So it's lick a curse, and he can easily wash it off if it was recent. So I think he'll be fine," Ford explained.

"So what your saying is that the king has taken a liking to Dipper?" She asked.

Stan sighed," well I guess," he said in unease.