--Spencer's POV--

"ABTHOLUTE NERD!" I shouted to Casket as he tried to stab me again. I side-stepped and shot at his head, he ducked and slashed at my legs. We'd been going on with this for about fifteen minutes, and I was getting bored. I threw a rock at his face and ran into the woods while he wasn't looking. I scaled a tree and waited without moving. I held my breath, hoping that Billy was somewhere nearby (when Billy's around the Acachallas, they don't need to breathe) He looked around for me, then dashed into the woods without a second thought. When I was sure he was gone, I dropped from the tree, "Nerd..." I mumbled under my breath. I took a couple steps back out onto the road and began strolling back to the town, hiding every time I saw something I figured was created by Bill.

I only got a couple yards before she came.

I was tackled from behind by a snarling animal, I faceplanted into the dirt and rocks, getting my face scratched and part of my glasses cracked. " DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU'RE GOING UP AGAINST?!" I shouted, trying to stand up, but whoever it was, they were heavy enough to keep me on the ground. "YOU ABTHOLUTE NERD GO DIE IN A HOLE."

"I don't think so." someone whispered in my ear. they jumped off my back, and in front of me stood-

- a cat.

She had bright orange fur and a ruby red mask covering her face, her back was a flowing cape with colors mirroring her mask. I put my glasses back on my face. One of the lenses were cracked, and the other one was fogged, but I could still see it was a cat. I just stared at it, confused. "I need to work out more..." I grumbled as I stood up, disgruntled. "Whad'ya want?" 

"To see you die a horrible death." I just stared at the cat.

"Oh, heck no! How about I shoot you, and we go about our day?" I said, aiming. I pulled the trigger, and when I looked, she wasn't there anymore.

"Oh. I obliterated her. Pfft, I'm good, THE MIGHT OF THE SPENTH STRIKES AGAIN!" I smiled and I continued along my way, I didn't get far before she was on my head, clawing through my hair. I screamed and tried to get her off, but she just began to claw my face.

"Can't get rid of me that easily." She hissed as she dropped off of me. A gun sounded and I felt a sudden pain in my chest.

"You... Abtholute... Nerd..." I groaned as I crumpled to the ground.

"SC STRIKES AGAIN!" The cat shouted before another bullet rushed towards me.

And this time it hit my face.

--Ghost's POV--

Nearby, a couple of gunshots sounded, I looked to Johnny who just continued to raid the bus Colon and Spooker brought. Spooker hasn't moved from Colon's body. The entire time he was talking to his cat, trying to figure out some way to defeat Bill or bring back Colon. "Hey, Spooker, you alright?" I said, going over to the ghostly P.I.E member. in one hand he held Colon's purple beanie, and in the other, he held his bright pink one. His stuffed cat perched in his curly orangish light-brown hair.

"I'm trying to see if he can making Colon a ghost too... But apparently, I'd have to die to do it... I don't know what to do... Colon's never liked kitty as much as I do, and he'd die again if he found out that I died to bring him back to life..." Spooker said, taking the stuffed demon off his head and crying into it, who responded by letting out a low hissing noise, and Spooker jolted back. "Sorry, kitty..." He sniffled, "I should've been driving! We knew the situation, if I was driving, I would've just floated through the ceiling! Then he'd be alive... This is my fault..."

"It's not your fault, Spooker. None of us knew this was going to happen." I said, trying to pat his back just to have my hand drift into his midsection. He gave me a look and I removed my hand.

"I'm sorry, buddy..." He mumbled to the corpse, floating back up, "Kitty, do you know any way to kill this Bill guy?" The cat's stitched mouth stretched into a cruel smile and it nodded.

"Wait, Spooker, think about this! We can take out Bill without using that evil beanie baby!" I said, gesturing to the demon. He shook his head.

"I need to avenge him. This is my fault. I have to do this. Sorry, Ghost" He said, giving me one last sad look before the cat did its stuff. His eyes rolled back until all you could see were the whites of his eyes and his expression fell blank. He teleported away, as ghosts do, leaving behind nothing but Colon's corpse and their hats.

"Sir?" Toast asked from where he was, his face was stuck in a worried expression.

"He's made his choice. Let's hope he doesn't screw up... I don't want to lose both our interns in one day." I said, sighing. "The poor guys, what were we thinking? I guess we did need the extra stuff." I picked up a demon blaster.

"Hurry, sir, let's go." He said, exiting the bus. The front was nose down in the dirt, half-submerged, so we couldn't use it if we wanted to. I followed him, head held high, trying to look confident. Toast was being more cautious, searching carefully, ignoring the sounds of the apocalypse. We stepped out onto the road to see a body lying on the ground in front of us. Toast flipped it over and instantly flipped it back on its face.

"It's Spencer..." He said, looking at the fourteen-year-old Acachalla, "something with claws got him... And a gun... Whatever got him, he's long dead, sir."

(Confirmed Casualty- Spencer A.)

"One less annoying person on the Earth?" I said, staring at his corpse. I never liked Spencer, but this was just bad... "Do you think it was Sally?" I asked as we walked away. He didn't have anything good on him, so...

"There'd be a lot deeper scratches and a lot fewer bullet holes." Toast said, frowning, "I don't even know what we're doing here, sir... I just know we can't leave..."

"Yeah, I've got that feeling too..." I shuddered, "let's just go." 

We walked for awhile before I remembered the weird guy at the Shack, "hey, Toast."

"Yes, sir?" He replied, staring at the nearby forest. We were just a few steps from town, but it looked so bad I wanted to turn around.

"Who was that guy in the shack? The one who appeared after Bill zapped me the first time?" I asked, he just looked to me and then back to the forest.

"Do you remember Jimmy Casket sir?"

"... Kind of... Isn't he that serial murderer the cops keep mistaking me for?"

"Yes... He... Was kind of a part of you for the longest time... It's hard to explain."

"... What?" I questioned, really confused.

"Well, he was always inside your head. He would take over every time you would forget everything about him and such, and every time I tried to tell you..." He paused, "erh, it always got pretty bloody serious..."

"..." I just stared at him, "is that even possible?" He shrugged.

"I don't know, but keep in mind we hunt ghosts and demons all the time, and in some places, they don't exist. What I'm confused about is how a voice in your head got their own physical mass. He must be really powerful..."

"I had a serial murderer in my head... Johnny do you know how improbable that sounds?" He shrugged slowly, "well, beyond this point, let's agree to keep quiet. The walls have ears you know."

"Sir, that's just and expression." He said, looking through the town.

"No, seriously, that wall literally has elephant ears," I said, pointing to the slate-grey wall from which the floppy skin flaps protruded from. He just stared at.

"Was coming to town a horrible idea, sir, or is it just me?" He shuddered, scanning the town. I nodded, agreeing with him.

"What have we gotten ourselves into?"

--Dipper's POV--

We ditched the golf cart after one of Bill's demon friends started following us, and now we're heading to McGucket's as fast as we can on foot. We all agreed he might have something that can stop Bill, or maybe blueprints of something that can. Halfway there, we saw Bill.

fortunately, he didn't notice us, though, he was too busy trying to swat down a guy who was floating in the sky. The guy kept hitting him with stuff, but Bill just looked annoyed. With a single beam of light, he blasted the guy out of the air and disappeared to his new triangle fortress.

"He's down!" Suess shouted, running to the partially transparent figure Bill shot out of the sky. He wore camo sneakers with pants to match, a brown puffy vest above a long-sleeved green shirt. his hair was an orangish brown color and on his stomach, a black cat doll with a rip in its arm. When Mabel reached to take the cat off, the man's eyes shot open and he jolted up.

He instantly grabbed the cat off his chest, "I thought you said you could take him!" He shouted to the doll, upset. He didn't even notice we were there. "Oh, what do you mean he was stronger than you!? YOUR THE STRONGEST DEMON GHOST'S EVER SEEN!" He was tearing up as he shouted, "I thought... Maybe... If I couldn't bring him back... I could at least do something..." He sighed and dropped the cat, ignoring the spots of red that began to stain his shirt sleeve. "And you left my beanie, didn't you? Yeah, I thought you did..."

"Um... Hi?" Mabel said, cautiously waving her hand. His eyes shot to each of us in rapid speed and he picked back up the cat.

"Hi." He smiled a bit, "sorry, you've got me at a bad time..." He made like he was going to stand up, but instead of standing, he floated an inch off the ground, "what are your names?"

"I'm Suess. These dudes are Dipper and Mabel." Suess said, gesturing to the both of us. Behind us, Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford said their names, and the guy nodded, smiling slightly.

"This is Kitty, I'm I'm Legolas!" He paused, "WAIT! No, I'm Fred Soup, but they call me 'The Spooker'...  Just Spooker for short." He stood smiling and then just glanced at the cat. "Oh! Right, you were the people Toast was talking about, aren't you? What did he call you... The Pines twins?"

"You're the PIE employee with the beanie and the demon..." I said, mouth agape, he wasn't what I was expecting really... "You're a lot more... Cheerful than what I imagined."

"Pff, I get that a lot, and I'm always like, 'just because I have a demon keeping me alive and a murderous ghost as a father, it doesn't mean I'm like Ghost.' and then Ghost always facepalms, and then Colon, he..." Spooker paused, his face falling. "And then Colon would stand up for me as well... Despite being the new guy... More or less..."

"Is something wrong?" Mabel asked, trying to hold his hand. Instead, her hand went through his and she recoiled immediately.

He shrugged, "Yeah, it's just... I lost my beanie buddy... He... We came in by a portal on a bus."

"We saw that." I said, "you made quite a ruckus."

"We tend to do that." He said, smiling slightly, "he was at the wheel, and I was in the back with Kitty and then we were falling from the sky because Kitty aimed wrong. His head hit the roof... There was a crunching noise and..." Spooker stopped. There was a short pause.

"Wait, I thought you people could come back from the dead?" Grunkle Stan asked, softly. 

"He usually CAN but Bill did something and now we can't... I tried to kill Bill but... You saw what happened..." He hugged the cat close to him and it let out a low hiss. "Sorry, Kitty..."

"Why don't you come with us?" Mabel offered, "We're going up to see McGucket, he might have something to beat Bill."

"Sure... But if Maxwell comes for you, I'm out of here." He said, semi-smiling and began to follow us.

"How do you know about Maxwell?" Grunkle Ford asked, keeping a close eye on Spooker.

"Well you see- WHOA!" Spooker's eye's darted to Grunkle Ford's hand, "Six fingers on each hand!? That is so cool! Wait, is that normal here?" He checked, quickly. Suess shook his head, "COOL! Y'know, I used to lick people's hair when I met them." He chuckled a bit, "Ghost got so mad..."

"How do you know about Maxwell?" He repeated, making a face.

"Most ghosts leave ectoplasm behind. Ghosts like my family don't, of course, but Maxwell does and you two-" he pointed at me and Mabel, "-have Maxwell's ectoplasm residue all over you. It's kinda gross. You two should probably take a shower or something..."

"Can they track us using the ectoplasm?"

"That'd be disgusting!" Spooker said, making a face, "no, but he can teleport to whatever and whoever he wants, so..."

There was some silence. Things got awkward really fast, so Mabel tried humming to herself, to which Spooker instantly clamped his hands over his ears. "Please don't!"

"What? What's wrong?" I asked, looking for Bill.

"Music makes ghosts go feral..." He said, removing his hands from his ears, "Ghost told me on my first mission... Sorry." The rest of the way was just silence, apart from the screams of the citizens of Gravity Falls, and the crackling of the burning buildings.

What the heck did we get ourselves into?