Screams.

So pleasing to the ears.

Gold yellow will forever be his favorite color.

Aside from a lovely blue, he's finding red satisfying for a color too.

"HahaHaHAha!" His broken laugh filled the air.

Humans should always fear him like this.

He can't find Pine Tree Becuse he was demanded to not look.

So he had an idea.

He can't attack or tare apart Gravity Falls, but eveywhere else is fair game.

He knew his prince would be watching him. His prince will see he needs to return.

He looked over threw the destruction he caused around him watching people scatter like ants.

Oh.

A sharp tooth grin widens as he sees a human holding a large news camera facing at him.

News. He's on it.

He throws his arms out his blood stained clothes stuck out as he spun laughing wildly.

His magic worked faintly so the humans would be none the wiser as the blood on the ground splaced and droplets filled the air with beach puddle he stepped in. It was like It was raining blood.

He even opens his mouth sticking his toung out.

Pine Tree tastes way better.

He stops his chest heaving as he looked like hebwad about to fall but his body only bent down before while staying low he broke into a run to the camera man, grinning liken the mad man he was.

The camera desided then was a foid time to leave the camera and get away, but he was not import.

He just picked up the large camera with ease and held it to show his maddend blood splattered face for all to see.

"Pine Tree~ My love, what do you think of the show?" He asked moving the camera onto the many body's then himself again. "All for you~"

"My beloved prince... Find your way home..." He whispers. "At least let me find you..."

He goes so quiet. "I love you."

He licked his lips like they were dry before anger overtook his features.

"Don't you want your little humans to live? COME BACK TO ME!!" He screamed insanely his voice screeching in anger, his eyes tented before the camera drops for thevscond time today causing the leans to shatter making their connection go dead.

Bill stared at it before he had to look away.

If he kills enough his Pine Tree will come back to save them.

Bills just the bad guy.

His beloved was the hero.

~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~

Death.

One by one.

His multicolored eyes stared ahead onto the roof. Shooting Star was being such a good girl.

Wendy.

Pacifica.

Robbie.

Gideon.

Soos is is next.

A new death almost every 10 days.

No one suspects Shooting Star.

Though Sixer might catch on.

Sixer beleave this is Bills doing.

But the foolish man knows Dippers deal with Bill prevents anyone that's lives in Gravity Falls to be harmed or even the place itself or them of blood related to anyone here.

The halfblood knew he was suspected to have a part in this. Sixer just Dosent know how orbit he's over thinking thamgs.

But that might be why their sessions were getting worse.

Perhaps with hopes to break him to confess something?

Less food.

More shocks.

Even the injections into his body and drugging him hurts.

He feels like today was the worse.

Ford shocked him untill he coughed up blood and even after he coughed up his own blood he still got the shot.

He only just stopped signing not too long ago.

His insides hurt so bad.

It was no longer just burning his demon blood.

He tells like Ford is caring less and less about getting the 'demon' out of him.

Was Sixer experimenting on him?

Those shots were doing thangs to his body.

He justbdidnt know what yet.

He reached is hand up rubbing the blood tears from his blue eye as he sat up gasping.

For a moment he beleave he was about to throw up strange poissiones asid again.

The door opens and he smiled softly, at long last, turning his head.

But his smile dissapeared.

Thinking about it now, the sun was still up though it was slowly doing down.

Shooting Star only comes when it completely dark out. No sun.

Ford was standing their.

His eyes widen as he felt uncerten fear fill him.

Ford never visited him twice in a day before.

Not to mention the furry that rolled on him in tidle waves. His eyes in a pissed gleam and his chest rising and falling as if he ran to the room from the town.

No.

He backed away from the larger form fearfully untill he screamed as Ford lunged at him.

He was never happy to have the shock callor on untill that moment.

The callor was the only thang that was keeping Ford from really choking him.

His arms shoot up trying to shove ford off him.

Even with him not so weak anymore, he was too weak for Ford.

Something was up.

Ford visited him for a second time in a day.

Left the door open.

And was currently attacking him.

Ford didn't smell drink.

So what pissed him off?

Did Ford find out he was convincing Shooting Star to mudur?

No.

That's not it.

Ford threw him and his back slammed into a wall causing him to gasp in pain as he fell to the floor, Ford already stomping at him again.

"Stop!!" He cryed out clawing at the ground trying to get up but Ford's foot slammed down I to his face making him scream and drop completely.

"Why you!?" Ford screamed confusing the halfblood.

He looked up coughing vilontly.

What did he do?

"How, why did Bill choose you!?"

His eyes snapped open wide.

What?

Bill?

Choose?

Ford grabbed at him making him gasp out.

"Why dose he care about someone like you so much!? How could he love you but not me!?"

He felt like he's been slapped as Ford snarled at him.

He understood now.

He couldent help but respond to Ford's snarls of rage with the answer that Bill always whispered in his ear and proudly to others.

"Becuse everything about me was ment for him. Only I deserve his love."

If only he knew he would regret his own words.

~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~°~~

It was three days later when Shooting Star came to see him and he found out that it was what Bill said on the news that made him snap.

But this time he was still healing and even after Sixer did
what hes done he still came for their daly sessions.

He knows they are longer and more painful then before.

Sixer won't risk him questioning or mentioning that was said that day.

He was still healing from the dark bruses all over. Hand bruses on his arms and shoulders close to the beck. Kick and hit marks scatterd over his body.

His bottom and top lip were busted.

He alrady had poped his nose back into place.

A black eye and small cuts everywhere where Sixers nails dug into his skin.

His voice was raspy and in need of honey. But at least he can talk again after two days of being unable to without hurting himself.

"Dipper... I'm so sorry. This is wrong. What he's done-"

He fainly cut Shooting Star off from her frantic words.

"My...is...Tree..."

"What was that, Dipper?" She asked softly not hearing him loud enough.

He turned his head and hurt broken eyes met her brown ones.

But it wasn't the almost dead look in his eyes that broke her into soft sobs.

Both of his eyes were now glowing in the same blue.

"My name is Pine Tree. Dipper is what monsters call me."

Pine Tree spoke clearly. Why did he cling to being human for so long?

His family was why.

But what family?

He only had his Shooting Star.

But shooting stars die off quickly.

Before he thought Sixer just hated the demon part forced in him.

But the truth terrified him to the point he has been trying to fight, run and hide.

Bill...

Find me.

"I'm scared."