A/N: I was so not sure how this would come out, so..... don't hate? Please?

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Jane's POV

After Grumpy Face gave the order, I picked up my weapons from the weapons rack and some nasty surprises if the target resists or if someone or something will interfere. I walked out of the Javelin, cloaking as I went. The panels on my armor was able to bend light to its will easily.

Years ago, Organization scientists discovered a powerful gem shard under the Pacific Ocean, on the sea floor near a submerged mysterious island which was the victim of a series of powerful earthquakes. The reason was never found why they occurred, but the scientists found that when they charged energy in the crystal, it turned invisible. But there was only so much they could do with it, hence my armor.

I used my special powers given by the Organization to float my body into the air. Faint blue energy surrounded my body but disappeared quickly due to the panels. I lifted myself with no difficulty and I started heading for the top of the mansion.

I was given the power to manipulate the mass of objects through Dark Energy and my precious people helped me adjust, which aided me a lot and made my missions much more easier.

My powers were dubbed the Sardothien Effect or Sargon. Named by Dad of course.

Then, it started raining as the sun went down the mountains, bathing Gravity Falls into pure pitch black...

BOOM

Until the sky lit up from the booming thunderstorms. As I floated over the terrain, I heard chatter of the radio in my black helmet.

(Imagine her helmet like the ones in Tron: Legacy)

Also, the chattering of Dad to see how many chatters he could get in just 5 minutes, for scientific purposes, he said.

Chat

Chat

Chat

Chat

Chat

Chat

Chat

"McGucket!" A gruff voice sounding over the comms from a certain person holding a rifle, torn between scoping the area or shooting Dad.

Soon, it stopped. Thank goodness, I love him but sometimes he makes me want to drink myself to death and tear my hair. Nobody's perfect, I guess.

I was just a few feet over the imposing corner of the wall with the lean deer statue on it when I increased my speed and landed a huge distance over the wall. I used my powers to soften my fall and mute the sound of my boots scraping the roof. Landing on the roof while kneeling, I lifted my head, scanning the perimeter around me, the only moving thing was a small grasshopper on the grounds hopping around the area like Judy Hopps on a sugar rush.

That's a lot of H's.

"Agent Nightshade. Target is approaching the mansion. Time of arrival: 10 minutes."

I shook myself out of my stupor and crouched over to the edge of the mansion, crossing the expanse and using my powers to mute my footsteps.

The rain pittered-pattered on my suit, creating sounds of plip plop.

I looked to the front, using my augmented eyes, I focused on an approaching car. It was very expensive and sleek. Proof of how much wealth the Northwests accumulated over the years, through illegal means and deceit, no doubt.

The car pulled up to the gate, seconds passed as the gate slowly opened and I highlighted the driver with white outline, scanning facial recognition. His outline turned yellow, which meant that he was my target.

As I looked at his face, I saw a young man with such mysterious eyes and a gentle smile that sort of made my chest rise up and down.

But for some reason, it felt so wrong and right at the same time.

3rd Person POV

In the woods, Ford Pines felt the sudden tempting urge to strangle someone driving a car.

And a writer for some weird, inconsequential, reason perhaps?

Jane's POV

Wait, what the Hades am I thinking!?!?!

I'm supposed to be capturing him, not crushing on him!!!

If my two compratiots knew what I was thinking right now, Grumpy Face would scold me and go on ranting on to a boring lecture the length of the universe, which is infinite. But Dad would say, "Ooooooh, my little Jane has fallen in love. Where's the bat, I gotta bash the little git's head like a...... something..... Yeehaw! Is that a toepick?"

Ugh, nevermind.

As the target exited the car, I saw that he was wearing all black clothing.

Strange.

If you got nothing to hide, why would you wear an attire meant to conceal yourself? I also observed his stance and movements.

I knew it!

His steps were controlled but graceful. And his eyes slowly darted over potential spots of hostiles and assassins. He continued to do so until I held my breath unconciously as he was looking at something that made the alarm bells in my head ring.

He was looking at me.

What in Hades!?!! How did he notice me from up here!?!!??!

My muscles tensed, I took a stun grenade from my pocket. I waited for him to make a move.

Seconds passed but it felt like hours as he continued to stare at me.

A bead of sweat trickled down the side of my face and the tension continued until.....

He looked away.

I let out an obvious sigh of relief but I was determined not to let that happen again. It was a glaring fact that the target was trained, so I had to redouble my efforts at stealth.

I then turned away from the ledge, but never did I know that my mission just got harder.

Dipper's POV

I sensed an aura coming from the rooftop of the Northwest manor and I instantly knew that it was trouble.

Just after I had a talk with Mabel, this person or monster showed up out of the blue.

Oh come on!!! Haven't been I screwed already more than enough by the universe!!!

Then again, I am a Pines. I'm literally asking for trouble no matter where I am or who I am.

I was on guard because if this mysterious entity was meant to harm me, then Pacifica would also be in trouble.

Billy already knows my identity, why shouldn't I suspect that he intends to hold her hostage for me to give up.

The thought of Pacifica being prisoner to Bill angered me but I calmed myself, emptying my mind like Pearl taught me so long ago and it worked.

Maybe just a little bit, because the intent from the emotions emanating from the possible hostile was gearing towards non-lethal and I felt the possibility of it doing anything if no matter what, which disconcerted me a bit.

Pacifica's POV

My footsteps rang out the hall as the red carpet covered the very ground they walked on as if they were cutting a path through the brown shining walls of timber filled with various decorations.

I was currently waiting for James in the dining hall. I was waiting very PATIENTLY.

Tap

Tap

"Where is that tapping?"

I looked around 'till I realized that the tapping was from me.

That was so embarassing! Was I really that impatient?

Okay let's just calm down and relax.

Clack

The sound of the door drew my attention to James who looked exhausted but jumpy. Now why is that, I wonder?

"James! Where were you! I was worried." Maybe he can tell me what happened to him.

And about him looking like Dipper.

"Oh, Pacifica. Uhmmm.... I was just...... running? I mean, yes! Running in the woods! See, I'm so tired and oooh look at this acorn!" He was spouting off words and he picked an acorn out of his hair while I deadpanned at him.

To be continued......

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A/N: I really hate writer's block. DECIDED to rush this for you guys, so yeah, enjoy, and destroy that vote button.

Oh and did I forget to mention that there will be Pinecest here? Oh wait, I did it just now. So yeah, let that sink in. Questions? Violent Reactions? Oh well..... *walks away*