--Spooker's POV--

The car did a double flip as we hit something in the road. I was sitting in the back, (even though there wasn't much in-car space) and as the car began to flip over I just flew out and watched the car crash into a nearby building. "YOU GUYS ALRIGHT?" I shouted over. There were a few groans and some laughter from (I'm assuming) Casket. Kitty started hissing and jerked me around. Behind me stood a girl, maybe in her teens, in a ragged but armored outfit, the only thing really standing out on her outfit wise was a gray scarf with black stars sprinkled across it, shining out in the reddish background. Her hair was a dirty blonde, with bits of red sand dusting it lightly, and when she looked at me, her shockingly light blue eyes set a shiver down my spine. She smiled, a little creepy smile full of a happy venom, and I suddenly understood what she was doing as if she sent a message with her eyes. She was going to kill me, or try to at least. I backed up a bit, clutching Kitty by my chest, for every step I took backward she stepped closer, slowly, still smiling. Suddenly, she grabbed something and threw it at me, making me yelp and teleport to Ghost, who shouted and dropped his already destroyed phone.

"Spooker! What the heck?!" He shouted, picking it back up, "I was going to see if I could call back Toast... He sounded so confused..." He looked at his phone. The screen was shattered and half of it was covered in static. He just dropped it, as if realizing it was hopeless. I could see his brown eye tearing up a bit and he looked back to me. "Hey, who's the creepy girl?" He pointed to knife girl, who was now only a couple yards behind me.

"I don't know, I think she belongs here?" I looked to Dipper, who had long pulled out Stanford and was helping up Stanley. They took one look and shook their heads without a second thought. "Crap. So we've got no dirt on the person." I looked back, she was closer, "Kitty, anything?"

Kitty looked at me, "She's not from here. I think she has something to do with Bill." He said in my head. I stared at him and he sighed. "She has shackles... and wants to KILL US."

"Good point," I said, "wait, shackles?" I looked back and saw that she had chains coming from her wrists and ankles. They were blood red and dripping closer to her wrists, and a dull yellow toward the end. Another knife appeared in her hand and she chucked it at my face. I ducked and she was closer, near my face now. "JOHNNY!!!" I yelped, shooting backward toward my boss.

Blood dripped onto the ground, and I saw he caught the blade of the knife with his hand. He looked just as confused as I was, but he flipped the knife until he actually held it like he knew what he was doing. "Wanna dance creepy girl?" Jimmy said, smiling, ignoring the fact that I was cowering behind him.

"I would like my knife back. Master Bill wants him dead." She pointed at me, and I shuffled closer to Dipper, feeling safer around him. "And he wants me to do it." She stuck out her hand, "I'm Mia. Now please step out of the way of my kill."

I lunged at Dipper and Stanford, grabbing them both. The world popped out of existence and then was back, somewhere else in town. Ghost no longer had the girl's knife, but he was practically pouring blood from his hand. "Bandages? Anyone?" He said, trying not to look, I swear, though, he licked some of it while we rummaged throughout stuff.

"Nothing. Sorry, Ghost." Stanford said, shrugging. Johnny continued to try looking away.

"Does anyone at least have a phone?" He tried. Again, it was negative. "Sh-"

I slapped him, "GHOST THERE'S A KID HERE. I KNOW TOAST ISN'T HERE BUT NO CURSING." Ghost gave me a look.

"I WASN'T GOING TO." He said, looking grumpy, "I need to find Toast. This guy is giving me a killer headache and I want Bill-"

"STAB STAB STAB!" Jimmy screeched, laughing.

"AND I WANT MY OWN MOUTH AGAIN," Johnny said, angrily.

"Alright. Fan out. Spooker, where'd you take us?" Dipper said, looking at me.

"Somewhere in town near the forest where Colon and I came in..." I said, pausing. "I need to grab my beanie." I flashed out and back again, this time in the bus where Colon... Was. I grabbed my hat from the ground and perched it on my head, ignoring Colon's corpse. I smiled a bit. Nearby, I heard someone screaming. I think Ghost? I jumped and teleported back, to see-

-Spencer? But not Spencer...

The kid had glasses like Spencer (and the acne problem and braces) but his eyes were a light blue and his hair a brighter shade of red. He looked grumpier than usual and was sitting in a golf cart.

"SHUT UP YOU ABTHOLUTE NERD!" he shouted at Ghost, glaring. "WHY ARE YOU EVEN SCREAMING?!"

"YOU ARE DEAD! TOAST AND I SAW YOUR CORPSE." Spencer rolled his eyes while the Pines just stared, obviously confused.

"I. AM. A. GOD." Spencer said, "I CAN REINCARNATE IF I HAVE A WILLING VICTIM FIND MY CORPSE. AND A TIME MACHINE." He nodded, "SO WHO'S READY TO HELP ME KILL A DEMON!"

--McGucket's POV--

I finally stumbled back into the light, breathing heavily. The underground bunker began spewing carbon monoxide, and I had to literally dash for the end holding my breath, and I only had time to grab a couple of things on my way out. I then realized I over reacted and was about to head back in to patch up the leak, when the place blew up.

"Whoops," I said, watching the remaining part of my base fall around me as really chunky ashes. "Well, fiddlesticks." I turned around to see Mabel staring at me. "Hiya, Mabel."

"I'm not Mabel..." Someone said out of Mabel's mouth with a western accent. "I'm MAXWELL ACACHALLA!" He/She shouted those last two words.

"Why'da look like Mabel?" I said, completely duped.

"... I'ma poltergeist. I possess things. And I like her, she's nice." He smiled. "So there."

"Oh..." I backed away and checked what I had in my hands. All I grabbed was the doomsday laptop and green glasses. GREAT. Totally helpful.

"RELAX. I'm giving her back. Bill's making me bored, and he keeps making fun of me for possessing a thirteen-year-old girl. She seems to know you, so... Catch." He/She closed their eyes and fell forward, trustful style. I sprinted forward, caught her and saw a strange wispy object fly from her back. It straightened up and grew more humanoid until a male cowboy ghost was floating in front of me. "Howdy." I just stared as Mabel stood up.

There was a good 10 seconds of suspense before Maxwell started talking, "so are we friends now?" Mabel and I just stared at him. "No? So you want me to go back to Bill? Because I will do it."

"Fine," I grumbled. 

"We need to find Dipper!" Mabel said suddenly, looking to me, "he was looking for you! Where is he?" She looked around quickly.

"Not here." Maxwell scoffed, "He's with a bunch of crazies."

"WHAT?!" Mabel screeched, horrified, "WHO?!" I couldn't help myself.

"Yeah, why isn't he with Standford and Stanley?"

"And Suess!" Mabel said, almost trembling, Maxwell sighed, shaking his head.

"Look, I don' like seein' you upset, Mabel, but I didn' get a close enough look. I just skimmed by. He was with two old guys, Ghost, and Spooker."

"... So he's with Stanley, Ford, and a couple of wackadoos we don't know?" I said, mouth agape

"More or less." Maxwell shrugged. "Anyone wanna teleport?" He extended his arm.

"Hold it. Where Suess and Toast?" Mabel asked, curiously.

"One's dead, the other is... Well, Bill wouldn't tell me." Maxwell said, "so no on the teleportation? It's much faster." Mabel looked at me, scared. She spent most of the first Weirdmaggion trapped in her own imagination, and according to her, it was fun until she tried to leave. She knows what Bill can do.

"Alright..." I said, looking at the cowboy. He smiled.

"Perfect."

He snapped his fingers and we suddenly toppled into a golf cart. Maxwell was laughing his head off and there was a ton of commotion.

"SPENCER YOU ALMOST RAN OVER KITTY!" Someone shouted from behind us.

"I CAN'T THEE YOU ABTHOLUTE NERD YOU THINK I COULD'VE NOT?!" He shouted, "WHY DOETH IT THMELL LIKE AN OLD MAN JUTHT RAN FROM A MOTH RIDDEN BUNKER WHICH CAUGHT ON FIRE AND EXPLODED?!" A red head said from the front seat, prying me off.

"HEY!" I said, "I did do that..." Mabel was hugging Dipper and rapidly asking questions.

"What the?" Someone said from the back, "is that Mabel?"

"OOOOOH! MAXY GAVE HER UP, HUH?!" Someone else shrieked. I looked back and saw Stanly, Ford and one guy who looked... Odd to say the least. His hair was a weirdish Black- Caramel color, and one of his eyes were bright red. He also had an issue with his mouth, it was constantly trembling as if he didn't know whether to smile or frown.

"Who are you, people?" I asked, confused.

"I AM THE MIGHTY SPENTH!" The kid, who I'm assuming is younger than 15, shouted from the driver's seat.

"His name is actually Spencer," Dipper pointed out, quickly. The Spence/ Spencer frowned at him and looked back to the road

"I'm Spooker! This is Kitty!" a ghost-kid-man-person said, appearing in front of me in the car and shoving a stuffed cat in my face.

The guy from the back seat pryed the cat from my face and sighed, "sorry about him. He doesn't seem to realize that his cat is an evil demon EVEN THOUGH I KEEP TELLING HIM."

"Kitty says otherwise." Spooker huffed.

"Oh... Kay then. I said, looking around, "And you are?"

"Headache." He mumbled, "I don't want to introduce myself until we find Toast. I'm stubborn that way, and I don't want to say something I'll regret..." 

"We call him Ghost, most the time. It's his last name, but his partner shares his first name, so..." Ford said, keeping a close eye on him, "and if his hand goes into his pocket, warn everyone, fast, and jump off." Ghost gave him a slight glance of a look but went back to watching Maxwell.

"I... Heard two people I didn't know back here..." I said, curiously looking around.

"That's someone you don't want to meet, so don't talk about him," Stanford said, glancing to Ghost, who nodded eagerly.

"So what's the plan?" I asked, looking to the road. I was pretty much sitting in the front seat cupholders.

"Try the prophecy again?" Mabel suggested.

"... There's a problem there..." Ford said, suddenly angry. He glanced at Ghost again, who didn't look very guilty, just sad. Stanley put his head down, "Suess... Was killed..."

"... Suess..." Mabel said, tearing up. "Maxwell was talking about Suess when he said someone died..."

"NOT MY FAULT!" Ghost suddenly blurted. He looked to me, super embarrassed, covered his eyes with his hoodie, and slouched in his seat. Spencer was more or less emotionless about it.

"What'th thith 'propfothy' thing you guyth are talking about? I bet I could fix it."

"... Well... There was a wheel of pictures that more or less-"

"- YETH, I KNOW THAT PART I'M FROM THE FUTURE KNOW, AND I'M INHABITTING A CURIOUS INHABITANT. I GOT ALL HITH MEMORIES! NOW, WHAT WERE THE PICTURETH?" I just stared at him. Mabel was still crying, and Dipper was comforting her. Both the 'ghosts' (I'm assuming) looked as curious as Ghost-guy, who stopped moping just to listen.

"I'm a six-fingered hand because I was born with six fingers on both hands, McGucket's a pair of glasses," I put on my green glasses again, smiling, "Dipper's a pine tree, Mabel's a shooting star, Stan's a... I don't really know what it is but it reminds me of a fish eating a dot." Ford looked to Stan.

"No comment," Stan grumbled.

"Suess was a question mark. He always wore it on his shirt..." Mabel said, quietly.

"And Pacifica was a llama... We need to find her..." I butted in.

"Relax, you got me." Spencer smiled, "I once fooled a bunch of people into thinking I was a llama by hiding in hay and shouting LLAMA over and over again." He chuckled, "IT ACTUALLY WORKED!"

"What else?" Ghost asked, suddenly interactive.

"Robbie was a heart with stitches through it," Dipper said, looking at him.

"Toast. He's broke more hearts than words I can read." He nodded, smiling. "GAH I WISH HE WERE HERE." He added, suddenly angry again.

Dipper thought about it, "And Ghost, maybe you're the question mark. You don't know a lot of stuff-" Ghost gave him a look,"-about your childhood." Ghost thought about it and started agreeing.

"That leaves Wendy's and Gideon's," Stan said, thinking.

"I think I ran over Gideon, actually..." Ghost mumbled. "Maybe an Acachalla?"

"HECK NO." Spencer shouted from the front, "THEIR ALL IN CAHOOTS WIF BILL."

"So was I." Maxwell said, raising a hand, "but I just kinda stopped workin' for him."

"Maybe Maxwell's something?" Dipper suggested, looking to the cowboy.

"Nooooo no no and no, thank you." Maxwell said, shaking his head, "I don't do 'being a good guy.' It's not for me."

"Spooker?" they all looked over to the guy in a pink beanie. He was mumbling to a cat stuffed animal. "I guess he could count as Gideon's... I mean we could at least try it?" Dipper said, debating with himself.

"Yeah, let's try it..." Mabel started, "Wait! What about Wendy's? We need to find her!"

"What was she?" Ghost asked, barely looking up.

"Ice cubes." Stanford explained, "because she's 'cool as ice'."

"PFFT! ANY BIRD COULD COVER THAT!" Spencer laughed from the front. 

"NO BIRDS!!" Ghost disagreed, "THEY EAT PEOPLE!"

"Fine. Let's try calling Maloney or someone." Spencer rolled his eyes, "or Spooker could bring him over using a portal when we stop?" Spooker shrugged and kept playing with the cat. Wait, portal?

"So we've got a plan?" Dipper asked, looking for any complaints.

"We need to find Toast. And the Gingarian girl. I don't want any birds or bird-people helping us save the world." Ghost huffed, crossing his arms, and flipped his hoodie to cover his face.

"So we find Wendy and the Toaster guy, or Robbie and the bird man." I said, scratching my chin.

"And maybe Gideon." Spooker said, "I don't even know what his symbol is... LAMP POLE!" He ducked a bit as he ran headlong into the pole, Maxwell laughing the whole time.

"YOUR A GHOST, KIDDO! GET USED TO MOVING THROUGH THINGS!" He cackled as Spooker recovered his nerve.

"I've only been a full ghost a couple years now..." He said, trembling, "I still have a difficult time moving through things..."

Ghost chuckled, "Remeber that time you tried to walk into my room to wake me up, but you didn't know I lined the wall in salsa?" He laughed again, higher pitched more insane, he quickly bit his tongue and silenced himself. "Stop doing that." He whispered under his breath. Stanley didn't seem to know if he was uncomfortable or annoyed.

"What's wrong with Ghost's voice?" Mabel asked Dipper quietly.

"I'll tell you when this is over. For some reason, Ghost doesn't want McGucket or you knowing anything. He said it makes things awkward." Dipper whispered back. "If he decides he wants to tell you, he'll tell you."

"What did I just get myself into?" I said, quietly. The Spencer guy laughed.

"WELCOME TO THE APOCOLYSPTH YOU ABTHOLUTE NERD!" He said, "FIRTHT STOP, THE MALL!"

(RA/N)

Heyo! Just checking in really fast, according to @SatmauReks there's an issue with commenting, if you're having the same issue, please tell me by commenting on other chapters, or if that's not working, on my conversations tab.

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Also, shoutout to EvePhoenix1123 for the idea of bringing in the Prophecy.