Rewrite? I don't know what you're talking about... Nope, this is my brand new story that I am just now posting, called Twisted Falls! It's taken a while to work all the kinks out, but I hope you enjoy either way! And if anything seems familiar, or like something you've read before? Well...

I'm sure you're just imaging things...

Twisted Falls

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Chapter One

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"Up late again, sister mine?"

"Why, don't you know, brother dear? Night is simply the best time to get things done..."

The moon shined gleamed over the small town of Gravity Falls, Oregon, none awake to see it except for two adults who stood in the room that held a small crib, where two newborns slept peacefully. The two were equally clinging onto each other, the smaller snuffling in his sleep and sounding sickly.

"I believe it would be in your best interest to leave, sister mine..." The beautiful woman standing by the crib laughed, hand trailing against the smaller baby's cheek, grinning at the quiet snuffle it earned her. A small eyelid peeked open, staring at the woman in confused amazement.

"Now, why would I do that? I merely stopped by to pay my respects to a, ah, grieving, family." A growl ripped across the room, the now awake newborn shuffling closer to his sister at the sound, confused and wary. The woman, however, only laughed, drawing her hand out of the crib. "Oh, please, you were never that threatening, my dear."

"Things change, now don't they? And if you wish for your head to remain attached you will step away from that crib." The words came out like a hiss from a snake, deadly, and meant to be heeded.

"Well, I could..." The woman trailed off, smoothly scooping the smaller baby into her arms, cuddling him close as she stalked across the room, the man watching her with a deadly look. "That would simply be no fun, however, would it? I'll tell you what, brother dear, how about a little deal?"

"As if I would ever trust you to hold your word," the man scoffed, eyes glowing sharp and bright, ready to lunge forward and stop whatever harm the woman might cause to the small child in her arms. "What's to stop me from killing you, right now?"

"The same thing that is stopping me from throwing these two out the window...fun, and a new game-" Another growl echoed across the room, the small newborn making a terrified squeaking sound, eyes now open and scared. The growl stopped immediately, the woman chuckling. "My oh my. This one will certainly be a threat to you, when he's older, now won't he? That might warrant my keeping an eye on him... Anyways, brother dear, how about it?"

"You can't break my earlier deal-"

"Oh, I know all about that. A deal to protect these two babes for life..." The woman hushed the fussing baby in her arms, walking over to the window that was easily pushed open, a window that lead to a sudden and terrifying drop to the ground. "I wonder, what's the back lash for a demon who breaks a deal?"

"Sister mine...you do not wish to test me when it comes to the Pines..."

"Mm...quite." Taking a step away from the window, but still far too close for the other's liking, the woman kept speaking. "I know I am unable to break your earlier deal, as you are unable to break ours when it comes to sharing knowledge of your home...but, how about this...

"There is to be no contact between you and your friends. In return, no harm on my part shall come to these two children. So, brother dear? Do we have a deal?" Golden eyes sadly looked to the two small newborns, one still asleep and the other looking scared and far, far too small.

"I agree to your terms, sister. You...have a deal."

"Excellent." Two hands met, one glowing with blue fire, and another with pink light. "Enjoy your saplings, brother dear."

In a second the man was catching the baby who had been carelessly dropped, as the woman vanished in front of him. Carefully cradling the child close, the man worked at shushing the baby who had begun quietly crying, thankful it had yet to become full blown wailing. A snap of his fingers shut the window, blocking out the cold air as he carried the baby to the crib.

"Ssh, my little Pine Tree, everything will be okay." A hand gently brushed over the child's birthmark of seven stars, all arranged in the shape of an all too familiar constellation. "Nothing is going to hurt you...not if I can help it." Demons were rather possessive, after all, and the Pines had always been his.

A young Dipper Pines was set next to his sister, fussing until he heard soothing and warm singing that quickly lulled him under. A golden glow washed over the room as it was once again empty of humans, except for the sleeping twins. "Things...seem to have changed, little ones... I doubt we'll be seeing each other again, not for a while, at least... But never forget...

"I'm always watching."

Let's begin...shall we?