Click clack tippity tap I am writing so that I may nap
Although, you soon found yourself in the woods with the hawk hovering beside you. You looked around. Everything was dead still and deafeningly silent. The world was of a slightly gray color, but nothing near to the mind scape. Birds were hovering midair and the trees stayed indefinitely tilted from unmoving wind. "What's going on...?" you asked quietly, as if everything could suddenly spring to life at any moment.
"I am the hawk, dear goose, and I stop time. I am the messenger. The reason I was in that book. I am to send you the message to help change the fate of this world. You have seen the carvings, yes?" the hawk answered, its pure white, glowing eyes boring into you.
"Uh... yeah. Mt. Hood erupting. In Altsoba's carving theres a triangle floating over it and monster things coming out of the crater..."
"That is the fate your choice has sealed. There is no changing this destiny. But, perhaps, you can end it swiftly. The demon is not aware how close of a watch we spirits have kept. The Symbols stopped his first reign before we could intervene, but we cannot intervene this time."
"But, why? Why can't you fix this now?"
"Change is coming. A great one. We are prophets, dear goose, and we live by our visions. We did not intervene when our humans were slaughtered by those of their own kind, who believed our humans, the natives of this land, were savages who needed to be either taught or killed. That was the beginning of a revolution. We have not intervened when your kind destroy our humans' rivers and our humans' lakes, create manmade craters in forest land and in mountains. You are a result of merciless slaughter, both man and nature. The demon is a result of his own intent. If you can change what you were born into, he can change what he has made himself to be. That is why we mustn't intervene. Our intervention could result in one or both of your deaths. And one cannot live without the other. The demon would once again lock away his feelings and take his revenge on this world. You would no longer see point in anything. You would, too, lock away your feelings. A shell of what you had potential to be. So I hope you do understand why you are the catalyst of change, and I am sorry, but I cannot relay much more than that."
"Is that all you needed to say? What was the point of coming here?"
"I am here to show you the result of your choice. Understand that I hold no intention of making you feel like a betrayer."
You nodded, "Of course."
The hawk began to fly off, and you followed after. It wasn't long until you came to a perfectly still, floating triangle. You expected to see a red tint in his color, but instead saw blue. Did Bill turn blue when he was upset? It did make sense.
"Come. I will begin time once again. He must not know we are here. He will destroy me and capture you, and then an endless reign of terror will be unstoppable."
You quickly nodded once again and hid behind a tree. The hawk shrank to normal hawk size and hid in one of the tree hollows. Slowly, but surely, time began to flow again and the clouds rolled by lazily. The birds resumed their chirping and the wind blew across the earth again. Last to come back into the flow of time was Bill, who flickered for a small moment before reanimating.
"-thing. Everything! After everything I did for her she trusts those idiots instead of me! Does a deal mean nothing to humans?!" Bill resumed his rant, flashing red each time he threw down his arms in anger. "I should have killed them when I had the chance... Then this malarkey would have never happened!"
There was a long pause as Bill played with the fire that sprouted out of his hand like a large, blue flower. He swirled it around, just gazing into the fire until finally snapping out of his daze and looking back at the ground, hands behind his back. "I mean, I had no intention of fulfilling that stupid little prophecy. I'll spite those stupid 'spirits' of the Oracle dimension! Shove it right in their stupid little faces that I don't conform to any of their stupid rules!" Bill looked around angrily for a moment, and your heart sank, thinking Bill knew you were there. He then returned ranting, acting as if his glare gained the attention of the trees. "But what's the point if I have no one to laugh about it with? Quill spilled the ink and now it's staining the floor! Ruling this dimension will be even better without that stupid magnetic field of Gravity Falls or whatever the hell the old man was talking about! And if any of them think for one moment that that'll stop me, THEY'RE WRONG! I'll throw them right into the vacuum of space! Burn the town to the ground! Cause a forest fire! Take the human route and drop a bomb on them like a shoe to an ant!"
The ground beneath you suddenly began to shake- an earthquake. A small one of proportion that would usually lead to a volcanic eruption. Bill began to smile, or, as much as he could without a mouth. "Isn't Oregon such a lovely place! The biggest dimensional anomaly right at my fingertips! AND NO HUMAN CAN STOP ME!" Bill cackled and disappeared without a trace.
You stood up out of the bushes, shaking. The hawk flew down from his post and hovered in front of you with a look of concern. "I..." you began, barely able to utter the words. "I c-caused that...?"
The hawk bowed his head somberly, "I am afraid so, dear goose. Little is known about Cipher's state of mind, other than his determination to whatever task he sets himself to."
"I... I-I can't believe it.... H-he said he wasn't going to do it..."
"Few things my kind foresees go uncompleted. He would have done so eventually. My belief is that your death would be the leading cause. Cipher is a fickle being- generally unharmed by time. It takes incredible power to stop Cipher's knowledge of time stopping, a power only I hold. You, however, are mortal. Time is your enemy, and will forever be so."
"He... he trusted me..." you mumbled, covering your face with your hands.
"Fear not, goose," the hawk said, landing in front of you and looking you in the eyes. "Trust is simply a road. A road that leads to belief. He may have lost trust, trust being a hard path to fix. But his belief in you still stands tall. It will take many a year for the building to wither and fall. Which is why you must find Cipher, stop him if possible. Delay his eventual reign. If not, end his reign after it has thus forth completed our prophecy. If you build onto his belief, the road of trust will mend itself. However, if you stop him by other means, I must warn you his belief in you may crumble. And I am afraid all that may be left is one simple thing- his love."
"How is that bad...?" you questioned, sniffing.
"Love devoid of trust and belief is dangerous. He will care for you. To a point. As shooting star said before, he would know no difference between loving you and caging an animal. You would be trapped, possibly with your body in an endless time loop so you could never age. Even if you do banish him from this dimension, he will eventually find a way to come back. Within your lifetime. I see you living much longer than many humans this generation will, allowing Cipher a long window of time to find you once again."
You thought back to your ex. How he seemed to love you, but was missing something. He was bad enough being simply human. A dream demon hot on your trail for betraying him could have given you nightmares for two whole lifetimes. You looked at the hawk. "How... how can I stop him...?"
The hawk sighed, "Sadly, I cannot tell you how to stop him. That is your choice. But I can tell you where to stop him before fulfilling the prophecy. The top of Wy'East. Known to you modern humans as Mount Hood. Cipher will be sitting atop the triangular rock in the center of the soon-to-erupt cone."
"... And if I don't make it before the prophecy...?"
"I... cannot foresee that possibility. I lack the ability. I can only foresee what is to happen in my own dimension. And I will not be able to help you there."
You stood silent.
The hawk suddenly flew up into the air with a caw. "Dear goose, catalyst of change, choose wisely! Listen to your heart, your head lacks the courage! Farewell!" he called.
The next thing you knew was dropping to the floor with the book with the silver, six-fingered hand in your arms.
A/N: Guess who's back from the dead! It's actually kind of cold despite it being summer but it's nice and cozy- minus the fact I actually have very little control of my hands right now. Sorry about the long wait. Finals was rearing its ugly head around the corner and when I get stressed, I get stressed. Like sit-alone-in-my-bed-thinking-about-my-regretful-decisions-after-a-two-hour-long-depression-nap kind of stress. So then I had to destress and I got a new video game for my computer (really it's the family's computer because I only have half a wall seperating me from my brother because we need an electrician and contractor. But once I get my wall I'll get a neat little desk with a nice little book nook where I can hide away from people and cry about not getting the special edition Journal 3 :D And a computer. And when I get my own computer I'm gonna get a job somehow and download a shit ton of games. Or maybe just a few. I'm more of a casual player but when I actually start playing a game and get super invested in it you won't see me for like a week straight because I'll be busy murdering dragons in Skyrim and filling my Pokedex in Pokemon and etc. I'm excited about that aspect which is why I've been waiting for the day I'm legally able to drive (my mom teaches me illegally because screw laws .3.) so I can get a job) Did I mention my family actually scammed someone out of 5 bucks for wood that was actually free? Haha. Anyhoo, I should have the next update by next week? I'm trying to think on a good story line and I've got two ways of doing it. Unless you guys want me to maybe make a choice and that choice leads to two different chapters which will lead to two different sequels? That'll be awesome
