His eyes were not the same warm brown like her own, but were glowing bright blue. She felt a ting of fear from her body as the possessed Dipper took a step towards her. His smirk was not his. It belonged to someone else.
Mabel blinked thinking back to the pages about spirits she had read earlier. Spirits possessed people usually out of malice, but what Dipper done to do that? Better yet, what kind of category ghost was this? The journal had stated there were ten categories of ghosts from most simple to most destructive and evil. From what she had seen, this spirit was definitely near category ten.
Mabel wiggled trying to shake the indivisible hands on her as the possessed Dipper began to float in the air. He floated towards her and stared at her with his glowing blue eyes. Mabel stopped squirming as soon as he was deadlock close to her. She gulped and spoke and a shaky voice, "W-who are you?"
The possessed Dipper smirked and placed it and spoke in a tone not of his own. "Who I am matters nothing to you. What I'm about to do to you is what you should be worrying more about TEENAGER."
Mabel winced at the tone the voice used when he said 'teenager', but a few seconds later, she widened her eyes realizing something. She and Dipper were not teenagers. The spirit possessing Dipper did not know he and she were younger than 13.
The possessed Dipper ignored Mabel's reaction and raised his hands allowing blue flames to envelop them. Seconds ticked by in silence before Robbie's voice could be heard yelling in pain. She turned her head to see the dolls pricking Robbie's arms and legs with sharp needles. Next to him Wendy stared at him with worry and hurt which were things that Mabel had not seen Wendy display with her face.
Not even thinking Mabel yelled at the top of her lungs at the spirit. "Stop it!" She screamed. "You're hurting him!"
The possessed Dipper ignored Mabel and continued the process of ordering the dolls to hurt Robbie. Seeing Robbie in pain made it devastating for Mabel to watch. She had to do something. She had to save him.
She turned her thoughts back to the journal. Most spirits that turned violent did so for a reason. They were usually corrupted with evil thoughts before their death. And if that was the case, the spirit here died with negative emotions. The question was... What made them to have such negative emotions? Mabel squeezed her eyes and thought back to the most important words she heard about the haunted house.
There was a couple that was murdered there.
It was told they owned a convenience store near here.
They don't take kindly to trespassers.
And that was when something inside Mabel clicked. She opened her eyes and looked up at the possessed Dipper. "You're... You're the owner of Dusk To Dawn am I right?"
The Possessed Dipper looked up and back towards Mabel's with shock visible in their expression. The dolls that were pricking Robbie with needles stopped dropping the needles but still held their grip on both Robbie and Wendy.
Happy that she finally got the spirit's attention. Mabel continued. "Please listen to me... I'm..." She looked back at Robbie and sighed. "I'm not a teenager. I'm 12. And I want to know how you died and what caused you to have so much anger at teenagers. Please... Please tell me."
Mabel felt the invisible hands holding her up lifting her down. When her feet touched the ground, the icy grip on her her disappeared as well as the possession on Dipper. His body gently fell to the ground while two people glowing in light blue appeared in the air in front of Mabel. They were both old, but their kind faces made Mabel feel less scared.
"Who are you my dear?" The female ghost said.
"M-my name is Mabel Pines." Mabel said introducing herself. "My brother who's below you is Dipper."
"Ahh I see... I apologize for our aggression on you and your brother," she said.
"But we can not help retaliating when a trespasser comes to this house," the male ghost added.
"Who are you?" Mabel asked. "And what happened to you to do all this to my friends?"
The male ghost sorrowfully glanced down. "My name is Pa Duskerton. And this is my wife, Ma Duskerton. We were once a happy couple who lived in this small town. It may not look like to some, but to us, Gravity Falls was a wonderful place to live in. We were ones that always tried to help people. One way we did was through our store, Dusk 2 Dawn, which gave people anything they wanted that could satisfy their needs. But..."
"In the year 1995, we were murdered by a teenager." Spoke up Ma sorrowfully. "It was in the summer when kids were beginning to get ready for school. A teenager came to our store asking for help. Naturally we helped them and gave them food and other supplies. What we did not know was..."
