Ink-tail

The shrieking continued as Dipper pulled himself over the cliff edge and darted into the trees. He could hear Danny climb the ledge after him and briefly wondered why he didn't just fly. Adrenaline made him forget his ankle as he dodged around to try and throw Danny off. It wasn't working; he could hear him crashing through as if it wasn't even there. Dipper chanced a look back and wished he hadn't. Danny was almost completely covered in ice; only his eyes remained, and they were almost more frightening than the rest of him. His pupils were gone again and the strange mist was darker than ever. Danny roared and Dipper nearly fell over himself.

Two weeks since they'd let that monster go. Two weeks of radio silence. Every day that went by without word or sign of this thing put Dipper more on edge. He had returned to the Dusk 2 Dawn several times, hoping to find something to point to where it had gone. All he'd found were the twisted up remains of Shmebulock and claw marks in the ceiling and roof. So he was forced to look elsewhere for answers. Elsewhere, of course, meant the Multibear. So Dipper waited for a quiet day at the Shack to duck out and head for his cave. The Multibear let Dipper lay against his side as the boy went over the events regarding the creature. More for Dipper's

Two weeks had passed since Danny had returned to sanity. Much of that time had been spent inspecting and learning himself all over again. Early mornings were passed looking himself over in whatever still water he could find; cataloguing his changes. His sharpened teeth were fascinating (once he'd stopped cutting his tongue on them) and were excellent for catching and holding squirmy fish. But it was his eyes that truly gripped him. Danny could spend hours just staring at them alone. They were a ghost's eyes, through and through; not like Ember or the Box Ghost but like the more ancient and wild ghosts. It thrilled him to see the subtle contra

After the creature had fled Dipper started to run after it only to be grabbed by Soos. "No way, little dude. That thing is not in a friendly mood. Ah cool, I made a rhyme." Dipper tried to make an argument but was cut off by a yawn. "Okay fine. But I'm still gonna look for it later." "Whatever you say, dude." With that both Soos and Wendy headed home, leaving the twins to explain just why they hadn't been in the shop to Stan. Needless to say he wasn't very happy with their reasoning both because the shop wasn't manned and they'd gone after something potentially dangerous. With a heavy sigh he waved them off to bed, plopping into his chair t

hungry hungry pain hungry pain bear stupid more food more want more where bear child? eat child? no eat child child bad It chewed at its arm, pulling long thin stings out. It slithered along, just inches from the ground, pushing and pulling with long claws as if it were underwater. It had been forced to flee from its prey by the child but it could no longer smell them. The boy-child had left prints all around its prey but did not touch it. But it had been too long. The true food was gone but the meat would suffice. It would not heal its wounds so it would have to hunt again. And soon. still hungry still hungry need more food need hunt bette

Mabel managed to convince her brother that it would be easier to plan if he slept first. And to her credit she at least got him to go to bed. But sleep was hard coming. Dipper's mind was going in circles, trying to make a decent plan while simultaneously figuring out just what there were dealing with. In the end he only got a couple hours sleep but he'd cemented the plan in his head. All thanks to one thing. In his encounter the creature's attack was prompted by food. He'd interrupted it eating and it responded appropriately. It wasn't actively vicious; a detail he was relying on for this to work. The only thing he had to wait for was Wendy a

Which was when the branch broke. Two things happened as Danny fell; and it would be a very long time before he could begin to think about it. The first, something shiny and metallic caught his eye. The second, a screaming pain wrapped around his neck and set his core ablaze. His fall was halted for a brief moment as what caught him held briefly, then snapped and sent him tumbling, half conscious from pain, to the ground; which received him none too gently.  Instinct made him try and change back but when he reached for the warmth of his human half a wall of burning pain blocked him. He reached for his neck and was again repulsed by pain; the

"He's right here. Don't shoot, please" "Where is my baby? What have you done to my baby?" "ANSWER ME!" Danny jumped, nearly toppling from his current perch. When had he fallen asleep? He looked around to see it was night wherever he was. The moon was nearly at its peak so it was near midnight. There was a road nearby, but other than that it was pretty much the middle of nowhere. Behind him was a wooden wall to some sort of building. . . Danny almost fell back down he jumped up so fast.  The rest stop! He'd left Amity Park and was heading somewhere! He sagged. He'd been headed to Vlad's. The only other person like him in the world. The only