June 18th, 2010

Deep in the wooded area of Reverse Falls, Oregon, the moon rose over the woods, casting a pale light.

Caught in the light were two little kids. But these were not ordinary children. After all, they had discovered something extraordinary.

"And how far away is this mysterious cave you discovered?" The boy asked his sister.

"Hush, brother," the girl said. "you do want this, correct?"

"I'm only curious, Mabel." The boy replied. "I'm afraid  can't help it. I have an overwhelming sense of curiosity."

"Curiosity killed the cat, Dipper." Mabel warned him.

"But satisfaction brought it back." Dipper replied with a smirk. "Are you trying to frighten me, sister dear?"

Mabel didn't reply. She continued to walk onward, toward the cave she had discovered one night.

"Well?" Dipper demanded, crossing his arms. ""Where is this oh-so-mysterious cave?"

"Right ahead." Mabel set her lips into a thin line. "Are you going to go in with me? Or are you too frightened?"

Dipper stiffened. "Lead the way."

Mabel walked forward into the dark cave. "You have the candle, correct? And the matches?"

"Yes." Her brother replied. He held out a small bag that contained said items. "What is it that you've discovered? I have asked you several times and yet you still avoid answering. So, for the last time, I repeat, what is it that you've found?"

Mabel frowned. Why couldn't her brother just trust her? "Don't you trust me, Dipper?"

As soon as his sister said those words, Dipper's facade dropped away. His eyes became softer, as did his tone. "Yes, of course I trust you, Mabel. I trust you with anything and everything."

Mabel seemed to drop her mysterious persona as well. "I'm glad that you do. Now, what would you do if you could have all the power in the world?"

Dipper raised a brow. "I'm not giving up my inheritance, Mabel."

"That isn't what I'm talking about," she groaned. "Anyways, you will never believe what I have found down here."

Dipper followed his sister into the dark, slightly regretting it. Regardless, he trusted her and would follow her blindly.

"Here!" His sister suddenly shouted from a few feet ahead. "Now, light a candle, Dipper."

Dipper complied. He ruffled through his bag, trying to find the matches as well as a candle. He pulled one out at random. When Mabel requested that he snatch candles from their mother's collection, he didn't know if he should take a specific type.

Regardless, he had taken a set of lavender candles. He struck the match and quickly lit the candle in front of him.

The cave soon grew clearer in the once-darkness. Mabel stood before him and grinned. "Well? What do you think?"

Dipper inspected the room, examining a spiderweb. "It's creepy." He concluded as he walked around, "I could get used to this."

Mabel smiled. "But that isn't even the half of it."

Dipper grew more curious. "Tell me."

"I found a separate part of this cave." Mabel informed him. "And inside of it I've discovered something spectacular."

Dipper followed his sister toward a darker section of the cave. Once inside, he watched as the room began to glow. He soon realized that it wasn't his candle's doing, in fact, the candle had gone out.

The room glowed with a stunning blue light, that could have blinded him. He cried out and blinked several times, "Mabel!" He called out, "w-what is this place?"

Mabel's voice came around, soothingly. "Hush, Dipper. You're going to be alright, look."

Dipper opened his eyes once more and looked to where Mabel had directed him. On a stone ledge there sat two identical stones. Both glowed with a brilliant blue blast of light.

"I repeat," he whispered, "what is this place?"

"I'm not sure." His sister mused. "It was only an accidental discovery. But I'm not sure what they mean. That's why I brought you."

"Me?" Her brother echoed. "I'm not so sure I understand. Why would I make sense of this? I happen to be a realist, Mabel."

"And this is why I wanted to show you." She replied grimly. "They can do things. I'm sure of it."

To prove it, she reached forward and grabbed the one on the right and held it tightly in her hand. She took a deep breath and whispered, "glow."

The stone in her palm erupted in light. Dipper turned away and tried to think about what he just saw. There was no way this was real. After all, the book he'd found was just a fairytale.

"I did some light reading in that fairytale book of yours as you call it." Mabel mused as the light still shown brightly. "And it mentioned an source of power that was so strong that it could be dangerous."

"And you think these are it?" Dipper asked, questioning his alleged 'fairytale book'. "Alright, perhaps it glowed, Mabel, but glowing does not a power stone make."

"I don't think that book you found was fake, Dipper." Mabel admitted. "I think there's something more to it. Like that demonesque thing."

"And what?" He demanded. "You want to summon it?"

"Perhaps."

"Are you insane?"

"Perhaps." She mused. "If we harness the power of a demon, nothing bad would ever happen again!"

"What?" Dipper reeled back. "Nothing bad ever truly happened, Mabel. You're delusional."

"No." She replied. "I mean how nice would it be to have the power of a demon in our clutches? Come on, Dipper, I thought you wanted power."

"I do." He stated. "Alright, how do we summon this demon?"

"The candles." She stretched out her hand for Dipper to give them to her. Once placed in her palm Mabel chuckled. "Lavender?"

Dipper winced. "I grabbed the first set I could find, alright?"

She shook her head. "It'll be just fine."

The two worked diligently in the night. While Mabel drew a huge circle on the floor in white chalk, her brother began lighting several lavender candles and placed them where his sister directed. "Are you positive this will work?" He dared to ask.

"Yes." Was her reply. "Now, be a little more useful and bring out that fairytale book of yours. Get to the page with the summoning incantation."

Dipper hardly retaliated. He searched through the bag he'd brought and pulled out an old, dusty, leather-bound book with a golden hand in the center. The golden hand had an extra digit and on the palm was a bolded '2'.

Dipper began sifting through the pages, constantly flipping them to find that one page that kept him up at night. He had once whispered the words in his room late at night. Once he had gotten halfway through the incantation, the candle on his bedside table went out.

He hadn't touched it sense then.

Once his fingers flipped through enough pages, he stumbled upon the page. "Alright." He whispered to no one in particular. "And so it begins."

Mabel looked at her brother. "I've finished drawing the circle." She stepped out of it and peered down at her handiwork. "Ready, mein bruder?"

Dipper nodded, opening the book so he could read all the words that came completely naturally to him. "Ortum ex profundo inferni." He whispered.

The stones that were set back down on the stone slab began to glow once more. Mabel had noticed this and raised a brow at them certain that they wouldn't reply to her curiosity.

"Ortum, unde venit." Dipper continued, noticing that the candles began flickering. The smell of lavender was overpowering, seeming to come from every direction.

"Ego, ut dominus et resurrector, postulant imperium super vos." Dipper stated, his eyes reflecting the light of the candles, giving them the appearance of flaming.

Mabel looked back down to the circle. The white chalk lines began to reflect the glow of the stones. Blue, everywhere. Above them, below them, all around them.

Mabel hesitated. Those stones where something otherworldly. What else could be done with them? She hardly believed in magic, but what if. . .

Dipper had continued the incantation for a little while longer, but it all sounded like white noise to his sister's ears.

If worse came to worse, and the demon wasn't real and Dipper's book truly was a fairytale, she would still have that stone. But what else could the stone do except glow?

Suddenly the cave became too quiet. Mabel realized that her brother had finished the incantation. He closed the book and his eyes looked hopeful.

Then, slowly and one by one, every candle in the circle went out. Mabel let out a gasp when the entire cave went entirely dark.

Dipper stood defiant, but once his eyes adjusted in the dark, he saw blue light in the circle.

And as his eyes adjusted even more, he saw that a pair of glowing blue eyes stared back at him.

Show no fear, Dipper. He willed himself.

The glow soon lit up the whole room once more and he could see the outline of a person, male definitely.

". . .what is that?" It spoke, it's voice slightly shaky.

Dipper glanced at his sister, but she didn't appear to want to speak to it. Leaving it up to him.

You are its master. Dipper told himself.

He cleared his throat. "Lavender." He replied to the demon, his voice not faltering a second. "Doubt you've smelled anything like it, no?"

The demon looked up at Dipper from where it was on the cold, stone floor. "W-who are you?"

Dipper flashed him a grin. "Dipper Gleeful. And I have released you under a contract."

"C-contract?" It stammered. "What ...what do you mean?"

"It is simply," Dipper stared down at the pathetic demon. "You serve my family. I am your master."

"And I am your mistress." Mabel said, joining at Dipper's side.

"While you may serve the Gleeful family," Dipper continued to the scared demon. "Mabel and I are your top priority. Whatever we say goes."

The demon nodded slowly. "And if I don't?" He asked, his voice clearer and stronger than before.

Dipper leaned down toward his face. "Then I'm afraid we'll have to hurt you, demon."

"You can't." The demon shook his head. "It's impossible."

"Perhaps." Dipper mused.

"With these we can." Mabel held up the stones near the demon's face. "You recognize these?"

The demon's eyes widened. "H-how did you get those?"

"I'm afraid you don't get to ask the questions here, Will." Dipper tried out the name he read in the book. "That is your name, correct?"

Will nodded.

"Wonderful." Dipper closed the book once more and placed it back in his bag. "Now, I do believe it's time we head home, isn't that right, schwester liebling?"

Mabel nodded. "Come on, Will, we'll have to show you your new home. For forever." She grinned evilly and the demon visibly shuddered.

Dipper grabbed the stone of the left once again and held it tightly in his palm. "Restraints." He said one word.

Steel chains appeared already on the demon's arms and hands. He gasped down at them and looked toward Dipper.

Dipper's face remained neutral.

As Mabel led the demon out of the cave and through the darkened woods back to Gleeful Manor, Dipper held back a moment.

He glanced back at the cave. They summoned a demon and took the somewhat enchanted stones. He was absolutely certain that their lives would never be the same.

But, as long as he remained in control, the thought barely bothered him.