AN: Okay, for any of you who've read my profile, I know I said I was mainly a TMNT author, but hey, I changed my mind. Plus I've had a bit of authors block on Forever Again so this is the result.

Just a warning: I am trying to make this violent. If you don't like that, don't read it.

Slowly, slowly his eyes flickered open as he awoke. Why he was asleep, he didn't know. He couldn't remember what had happened before his slumber.

He went to rub his eyes, only to find that he couldn't move his hands. And... was that a bag over his head? Slowly but surely his memories started to return. Running blindly through the woods. He had to run, had to get away from... from it. Mabel tripped beside him, and he spun to stand in front of his sister. He had to protect Mabel... protect Mabel... protect...

"Mabel!" He screamed, knowing that if he was in trouble, so was his sister. He had to find her, protect her, save her. While they were physically twins, mentally he was years ahead of his sister, and he knew that, meaning that he had to act like the older one, and keep her childish innocence safe.

"Mabel, where are you?" He shouted, hoping to get some kind of response.

He did, but not what he was expecting, as something solid was brought down on his stomach, winding him.

"Shut it, squirt," a deep voice growled. He complied, not able to speak anyway, trying to catch his breath as quickly as possible. That was made harder by the jolts he felt, and the engine roaring softly beneath him.

An engine. That meant he was in a car. Or a plane? No, not a plane; the jolts meant he was on the road. So some kind of car. But no, there were other vehicles as well. Buses, lorries, vans, -

Vans.

He remembered now, or at least remembered a bit. A red van. It had pulled up outside the shack, and someone had stepped out, starting this madness.

Madness. Something that thrived in this town. He had started coming in the summer when he was twelve; he was now fourteen, and he was nearing the end of his third summer in Gravity Falls. Every year bought more danger, more monsters, and more adrenaline. The journal was still a mystery to him, but a useful one; he himself had started writing in it to help anyone else who ever read it survive the horrors of Gravity Falls.

However, there was an impending feeling in the pit of his stomach that made him think he wouldn't be surviving this year.

The engine stopped. He was roughly dragged outside and the bag was taken from his head. He had been right, he was in a red van. There was another next to it, also red, and from that his sister was taken. "Dipper!" She cried upon seeing her brother.

"Mabel!" He called back.

"Shut UP!" His captor yelled, slapping him hard across the cheek. The boy cried out in shock, his face stinging where he had been hit. He quickly looked to Mabel, and was glad to see that she hadn't been hurt. That didn't stop him worrying though.

"Lay off, there, Samuel." A voice called. "If you hurt him too much now, it won't be so fun later."

He recognized that voice. "Gideon." He said, turning.

"Bow before your king!" The man holding him, Samuel, grunted, grabbing Dipper's neck and pushing him to his knees. Dipper looked up to see Mabel being taken to stand beside Gideon. "I said BOW!" Samuel yelled, pushing Dipper's head down violently to hit the ground.

"Dipper!" Mabel cried, running forward. Gideon signalled and some of his henchmen restrained her.

"Hush now, Mabel." Gideon said. "If you behave, you could get out of this unharmed."

"What?" Both twins asked at the same time, resulting in Dipper being given another rough shove to his head.

"All will be explained in good time," Gideon said. "Now, the first thing I am sure Dipper is eager to know is how I'm out of prison. The answer is simple, really: with a bit of supernatural help, it was simple to convince my parole board that I was, in fact, just a misguided young child." He held up his hands to stop the twins. "Don't interrupt. Samuel finds it most boring." This threat to Dipper stopped further questions. "Of course, I know what you were going to ask. What are you doing here? Well, Dipper, in your time as a monster hunter in Gravity Falls, you have angered a lot of people. Do you remember the robot army you stopped earlier this summer? Samuel was set to make a lot of money on that venture. He is one of many who hold a grudge against you. I offered all of them a deal: serve me, and I would help them get their revenge. A lot agreed."

"What about Mabel?" Dipper asked, holding back his cry as Samuel kicked him in the side.

"She is here as a bartering chip." Gideon replied, a grin covering his smug features. "You see, I am not without mercy. You will be given choices, Dipper, and I will do whatever you pick. I am a fair person, after all." Mabel scoffed, but stopped when Samuel hit Dipper in response.

"Tomorrow, Dipper, all of your enemies will finally get their revenge. I am taking you to my secret lair in the forest. Tonight, you will be together. Enjoy it, Dipper; this may well be the last time you see your sister."

Mabel immediately wrapped her arms around her brother as he was pushed into the room. "Dipper! Oh my gosh Dipper are you alright?" She said, her words coming out at full speed.

"I was fine as soon as I knew you were alright." Dipper replied, trying to hug her back. Mabel's handcuffs had been taken off, Dipper's hadn't.

"What did he mean, you might not see me again? Oh, Gideon, that little creep! How can he be this twisted at such a young age? Man, Dipper, I'm really scared for you. What's gonna happen-"

"Ssh, ssh, Mabel, ssh, it's gonna be okay." Dipper says, trying to be comforting. "We'll find a way out. I know we will. For now, let's just enjoy tonight." In all honesty, Dipper didn't know whether or not things would be alright in the end. He doubted if he'd get out of this alive, but as long as Mabel was safe, he was happy. He made a vow to himself, then and there, that his sister would get out of this unharmed. He would do anything to make sure she was safe. Anything.

For now, though, he wanted to enjoy what time he had left with his twin. They spent the night telling stories and playing games, before falling asleep top-to-tail, the way they had when they were younger.

"Wakey wakey, rise and shine," Gideon called evilly from the door. "Say your goodbyes, Pines. This is your last chance."

Samuel and another man walked into the room, roughly grabbing Dipper and pulling him up to his feet.

"Dipper, no!" Mabel cried, standing up to follow her brother, but restrained by one of Gideon's henchmen.

"It's alright, Mabel." Dipper said, trying to calm his sister. "Everything's going to be alright."

"I doubt that, Dipper," Gideon said as his enemy was taken from the room. "I doubt that very much indeed."

"Why are you doing this, Gideon?" Mabel asked, doing her best not to burst into tears.

"Come now, Mabel, I've already explained that. Revenge."

"Please, Gideon, let me see him again. I know you said I couldn't, but-"

"No, Mabel, I said he wouldn't be seeing you again. You'll be seeing him on a daily basis. Follow me." He turned to walk away, confident that Mabel wouldn't turn down a chance to see her brother.

He was correct, as Mabel followed him out, through multiple corridors. This place is massive! She thought, looking at the huge walls as long corridors. They were obviously underground, but still; this place must have covered most of Gravity Falls.

Eventually, Gideon stopped waking, next to a window. "You see this, Mabel?" He said, knocking on the website. "This is one way glass. Meaning you can see into this room," he pointed to the cavernous hall on the other side of the glass, but no one in there can see out."

Mabel ran to the window and saw Dipper standing in the middle of the hall, looking around. "Dipper!" She yelled. "Dipper! I'm up here!"

"Don't bother, Mabel," Gideon chuckled. "He can't hear you. You see, this room is soundproof. Of course, there are microphones in his new cell, and speakers in here, your new cell, which means you will hear every sound that he makes." He checked his watch. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some business with Dipper that I'd like to sort out. Feel free to watch the show." He pointed to the window and laughed cruelly, turning to leave.

"Gideon?" Mabel called quietly.

"Yes?"

"When will you let us go?"

Gideon smiled and turned around. "Mabel, honey, I will let you go as soon as I am finished with Dipper." And with that he left.

Mabel looked through the window to check on her brother, and as soon as she felt he was safe, explored her new living quarters. There was an en-suite to one side, and a wardrobe filled with, albeit plain, clothes. She looked at Dipper's 'cell' again and saw he had none of that. She entertained the thought that maybe he would be let out for things like that, but in the back of her mind she knew he wouldn't be given those simple luxuries. She sighed and sat down by the wall, trying to figure out what to do for the rest of the day.

Suddenly, the speakers in her room crackled to life and she heard a for open and shut. She immediately jumped up and looked through the window.

"What do you want, Gideon?" Dipper asked, his hands still locked behind his back.

"Firstly, I want to introduce you to some , of course, already know Samuel," He pointed to one of the two men standing behind him. "This," Gideon pointed to the other. "Is Marcus. He should look familiar. He was selling the blood of mystical beings on the drug market?"

Dipper smirked. "Oh yeah. The one we managed to bring down in two minutes flat."

Marcus growled and lunged forward. Gideon, however, held out his arm. "Now, now, Marcus, we must give Dipper his choice first." Marcus nodded and grinned.

"Choice? What choice?" Dipper asked.

"Well, it's quite simple, really," Gideon said. "Someone is going to be whipped. You get to choose whether it's you or Mabel."

Gideon had barely finished the sentence before Dipper said "me".

"Okay, then." Gideon said, smiling evilly. Mabel felt a lump of fear growing in the pit of her stomach. "Chain him up." Gideon ordered his henchmen.

Samuel and Marcus grinned, ripping Dipper's shirt and vest off him, exposing his bare chest, and grabbing his arms, dragging him to the wall opposite the window Mabel was staring through.

Mabel cringed as she saw Dipper with no shirt on; she knew how much he hated being unclothed in front of anyone. He would only ever get undressed in their bedroom when he had to, or in the school changing rooms before PE, and even then he would try to get there before anyone else. Being topless in front of Gideon must have been killing her brother inside.

Marcus chained Dipper's hands to the wall way above his head, his feet hardly touching the ground, and before Dipper even had a chance to react, Samuel had bought the whip down on his back. Dipper lurched forward, but no sound escaped his mouth.

"NO!" Mabel screamed, her fists pounding the glass as Samuel whipped Dipper three more times.

In the centre of the room, watching Dipper's torture, Gideon put a hand to his ear and looked up at the window. He can hear me, Mabel realised. There must be microphones in here.

"Gideon!" Mabel cried. "Please, stop! Please, don't hurt my brother!"

Gideon grinned, obviously hearing Mabel's plea, and turned to Samuel. "Make him scream."

Samuel grinned sadistically as Dipper, hearing Gideon's order, tensed. Samuel raised the whip high, and bought it down with all his might on Dipper's already damaged back. This time, no matter how hard he tried to stay strong for his sister, Dipper could not hold back the bloodcurdling cry that escaped his lips.

Mabel broke down in tears, hearing her brother's pain. She sank down against the wall, curling up and crying. Dipper's screams surrounded her as Samuel obviously got more violent. In the end he was begging for his tormentor to stop, but he wouldn't, and it hurt Mabel even more to know how weak her brother was as the moment.

After a while the door to Mabel's cell opened. She looked up to see Gideon standing in the doorway. At first she was surprised, as she didn't realise he had left Dipper, but that soon dissolved into hate as she jumped at him, fists flying.

"You monster!" She cried. "You monster, how could you do that to my brother?"

"That's not a good idea, Mabel," Gideon chuckled. "Any punishment that you earn will be given to your brother."

"What?" Mabel squeaked. "No." She couldn't bear the idea of Dipper being in more pain because of her.

"Yes. I believe your attacking me deserves a punishment, don't you agree?" He grabbed her shirt and hoisted her over to the window; she was too weak to fight back, shocked into silence about what she may have caused.

Gideon lifted up a small walkie-talkie, speaking into it. "Samuel, Mabel deserves a punishment."

"Yes, sir." Mabel heard Samuel through the speakers; apparently he was hearing Gideon through an earpiece.

Marcus unchained Dipper, and he fell unceremoniously to the ground. Marcus grabbed him, forcing him to hold arms out as Samuel took something from a pocket.

Mabel's breath caught as she saw what it was:

A knife.

Samuel put on a pondering face, choosing one of Dipper's arms as the younger one looked at him in apprehension. Eventually, he chose the right one, grabbing it and setting the knife at the elbow.

"No, please," Dipper whispered, paralysed with fear. "I'll do anything. Just- please don't." His voice caught.

Samuel grinned maliciously. "Don't worry, kid. In the next few days, you'll be doing anything anyway." He pushed down on the knife, slowly making a long deep incision from Dipper's elbow to his wrist. All the time Dipper was screaming in agony, trying and failing to get away from Marcus and Samuel.

Samuel finished and Marcus dropped Dipper, leaving him on the ground. "You deserve everything you get," Samuel said, spitting at Dipper and leaving with Marcus in tow.

In both cells, the Pines twins cried themselves to sleep.

So? Good? Bad? Moderate? Tell me what you think in the reviews. Next chapter should contain Wendy, Stan, and Soos, so look forward to that. Oh, if you think I gave this the wrong rating, tell me as I might change it. Same with genre.

Is there anyone reading this who is my age or older? I'm fourteen. Just something I read. Please tell me I'm not the only one my age reading this! Let me know in the reviews.

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