"Ahhhhhhh!" You heard Pacifica screaming. You started to cough violently of the smoke, "P-Pacifica! Cough! Cough!" You couldn't see anything and you couldn't breathe. Whatever just happened just started to burn the place as if it was the dry season. You tried to get up but your leg shot out in pain. Screaming in pain, you fell back to the floor, coughing violently. "Help! Someone please help! Cough! Cough! Cough! Pacifica! Gideon! Cough! Cough! Cough! Dipper! Cough! Anyone!"

All you could hear is the flames, the building cracking, and glass shattering.

"You leave her alone!" You heard Gideon shouting through the flames.

"G-Gideon!" You called out.

Then you force yourself back up. Your leg screamed at you, begging for you to stop. You must have twisted it wrong or even broke it, but you didn't care. You started to limp towards the sound of Gideon's voice.

You manage to find them...but you froze in your spot. They were at the middle of the stair way room. During the explosion, Pacifica and Gideon must have fallen off the railing. Dipper somehow got there too.

Dipper held Pacifica and had a knife to her throat. Dipper was still being controlled as you could see it in his eyes how blank they were. Pacifica was sobbing, "G-Gideon! Please help me!"

"Yes boy, help the girl!" You heard Ford's voice growled.

You looked up and you could see Ford. He was still up in the stairs, looking down at them. He was pissed.

"The house is on fire! We have to get out of here!" Gideon shouted before coughing violently.

"I DON'T CARE!" Ford screamed, "I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"

Then Ford gave a dark and twisted look, "You will burn like the rest of us! You will all burn!" Then he started to laugh insanely before coughing violently.

"Dipper snap out of it! Fight it! Dipper please!" You begged.

There was no response. He only held the sobbing Pacifica with a knife.

"Now give me the journal or I'll have his slit her throat!" Ford snapped.

"Gideon give it to him!" Pacifica sobbed.

Gideon seemed really hesitant about it. "Gideon! Cough! Cough! Cough! Please!" Pacifica begged.

"Okay! J-Just...let her go." Gideon replied before coughing.

Ford gave a smirk, "Of course."

Gideon then pulled out the journal from his coat. "Here, you psychopath!" Then Gideon toss the journal towards Dipper. "Dipper! Catch it!" Ford snapped.

Dipper release Pacifica and caught the book. Pacifica made her escape and ran to Gideon. Ford chuckled darkly, "Finally! Dipper! Give it to me!"

Dipper toss the journal up to Ford up above.

"Let's-cough! Cough! Go!" Gideon chocked.

Gideon helped Pacifica to make their escape but it was cut short by Ford screaming, "WHAT!? THIS ISN'T JOURNAL 3! THIS IS JOURNAL 1! YOU STOLE MY JOURNAL! DIPPER! KILL THEM!"

Then Dipper threw the knife at Gideon and Pacifica. You made sure that it wasn't going to hurt your friends. What seemed like a super human effort to move so quickly, you jumped in front of them and you caught the knife and threw it back at Ford, hitting him in the shoulder. Ford screamed out in pain. You gave a slight smile that Mr. Buckley, your knife throwing teacher from your old school, taught you well.

"Let's-cough! Cough! Cough! Get out of here! cough! Cough! Cough! The place is going down!" Gideon coughed.

"We can't just leave-cough! Cough! Cough! Dipper!" You protest, feeling your throat burning.

"We can't do anything! Cough! Cough! Cough! He's a zombie!" Pacifica replied.

"We can't just leave him to die!"

You looked up and you could see that burning objects were now falling. Then you looked back at Dipper, who stood there blankly waiting for an order. Then you looked back at Gideon and Pacifica, "You two get out of here...I'll-cough! Cough! Cough! Get Dipper..."

"But-"

"No buts! Just go!" You shoved them forward.

Then Gideon and Pacifica made their escape as they disappeared in the smoke and flames. You coughed violently as I you limped over to where Dipper was. The smoke and fire was getting worse, you had to get out of there and fast.

You grabbed Dipper's hand, "Come on Dipper!"

Dipper wouldn't move. All you got from him was his arm to move that you grabbed. Then when you pulled him harder, you manage to get a step or two out of him.

"You stubborn jerk!" You grumbled, even though you knew it wasn't his fault.

Since he was being difficult, you pushed him with all your might to move him. It was slowly working. You were getting him to move but very slowly but anything is better than nothing. To make things worse, you were getting weaker. The smoke was taking up all of your air and you started to feel weak and dizzy and pushing Dipper was getting harder and harder. Now you were moving very slowly and barely getting any more steps.

"Dipper....please....you got to....help me....I...I can't....push you...anymore...." You coughed, getting weaker by the second.

That was only the beginning of it. Before you could force yourself to move any father, you were tackled to the ground. You cried out in surprise and pain. The one that attacked you sat on top of you, holding a bloody knife, "You little brat! You always have to make things so difficult!" Ford growled.

Ford looked up at Dipper and his lips curled as he faced you, "And you are going to be the cause of it!" Ford then looked back at Dipper, "Dipper! Leave here and act like you are a victim to their girl's crime of setting the Gleeful Manor on fire to kill us all!"

"Dipper wait!" You coughed out.

Of course nothing could stop Dipper. Dipper just headed outside and you couldn't see him.

Ford chuckled, "Your little boyfriend can't save you now, brat!" Then he tilts his head, "Oh don't worry...I won't kill you with the knife. One you don't deserve to die quickly, two I want to make it look like the fire killed you but you are stubborn. So I will have to make sure you are stuck in here." Then Ford jabbed the knife into your injured leg. You screamed out in pain and then started to scream in pure agony as he twist the knife and started to dig it deeper into your leg.

Then Ford pulled out the knife and got off of you. He picked you up and threw your closer to the flames. Your skin felt like it was melting on how close you are to the flames. Ford took a few steps towards you with a dark chuckle, "Tsk, Tsk, and all you wanted was to safe Dipper...you should have better taste Miss (L/N). Dipper isn't one of those guys you want to be with. All he brings is darkness, pain, and death. You can't save him and yourself....ha! What am I saying? Nobody can help Dipper! He's a lost cause!"

"That is where you are wrong!" You chocked out because of the smoke, "Dipper isn't a lost cause! He could change! He had changed but you stopped him!"

"That is where you are wrong. You stopped him! I just...helped him show what he was truly made to be." Ford gave a twisted smile, "But you won't get in the way again...nobody will."

The house started to creak again. Ford looked up, "Well it's my time to go. Have fun burning to your death."

Then Ford turned to leave. You couldn't just let Ford get away with this. Dipper was going to be imprisoned for the rest of his life, force to do whatever Ford tells him. For would just keep torture him for the fun of it. Then Ford might go after Gideon, Pacifica, or even Hardy and there will be nobody to stop him. He was too strong by having Dipper. Ford could possibly use Mabel in the future and nobody could stop him. You had to do something.

So at a desperate attempt, you reached out and grabbed Ford's ankle. You manage to trip him towards a wall of flames. Ford screamed out as the fire burned him. He quickly got back up to his feet but his coat was on fire. Ford desperately tried to take off the coat. He manage to take off his coat but it delay him for him to leave.

The ceiling above him finally gave away from being destroyed and debris fell on top of Ford. You heard him cry out but it was mostly covered up by the cracking of fire and shattering glass. You were horrified for the moment that Ford was just killed...most likely...and you helped killed him.

"Oh gosh..." You stuttered.

Then more debris fell near you. You yelp in fear. Everything was coming down. You tried to get up be weakness and pain of your leg brought you down back to the burning ground. You coughed violently. Now since the thrill of your life being threaten, you started to feel the weakness. "Help....Help! Someone....please....help!" you cried out.

It seemed that nobody could hear you...and you just fell into darkness.

Dipper POV

I stumbled out of the burning house, actually started to cough now. I hate Ford! I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! I need to go back and get (Y/N)! Who knows what he would do with her! Argh! This is all my fault! I should have known that Ford was behind this crazy plan...I think being in different dimensions for 30 years made in crazy.

A firefighter grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the burning house. As he was doing that, he pulled up an oxygen mask to my face. I grateful took it and started to take deep breaths to get air back in my smoked up lungs.

"Dipper! What in the world happen! I left to go into town one minute and the next the house is burning down! What did you do?" Mabel growled as she came up to me.

As I manage to get air back in my lungs I replied, not really me though, "It was (Y/N)."

"You're girlfriend?"

"She isn't my girlfriend. She is just a physio that is trying to kill us all!"

"That's a lie!" A new voice cut in.

Gideon came up to us, Pacifica close behind, "Don't listen a word he says out of his mouth! He is lying! (Y/N) didn't set the house on fire."

"You're one of them! They are all trying to kill us!" I shouted, pointing a figure at them, "I demand you arrest them for attempted murder of the Gleeful family!"

I really hate myself now.

"That's a lie! Dipper is being controlled by Ford! Ford is the real villain!" Pacifica replied as some cops were coming towards them.

Thank you! Now will someone believe her!

"I'm not being controlled by anyone, especially by Ford. Nobody controls me." I growled.

"I agree with Dipper. You two have always been on our tails and trying to attack us! You and that Hardy girl...of course not to mention (Y/N) brat. Arrest them and take them away and make sure they are put away for a very long time." Mabel sneered.

Then cops grabbed Gideon and Pacifica and started to take them away.

"What?! You can't do this! We didn't do anything! You can't listen to Dipper! He's being controlled by a mad man! He doesn't mean those things!" Gideon protested.

"Please! Dipper snap out of it! Please! Oh! (Y/N) is still in there!" Pacifica cried out.

"Then let her burn as the criminal she is!" Mabel snapped.

Then Gideon and Pacifica were gone.

I mentally hit myself. I was trying to fight myself but nothing was working. Ford had a strong hold on me and I couldn't break it.

"Now we got those idiots out of the way...Dipper...What happened to your face? Did you hit your face during the explosion or something? You're bleeding all over the place....even from your eyes and ears..." Mabel reached to touch my face but I smacked her hand away, "No worries."

No worries my butt....

Then there was a sound of glass just exploding. Everyone duck as the flames grew and parts of the house started to crumble down.

"We need to move out of the way...the house is coming down!" The firefighter ordered.

"There still could be people in there." An officer commented.

"Well there is nothing we can do. The house is too unstable to send men in...we just have to put it out as quickly as possible. You know the drill men!"

The firefighters pulled out another fire hose and started to spray down the house. The firefight that helped me grabbed both Mabel's and my arms and lead us out of the way.

No! I can't leave now! (Y/N) is still in there! Send you stupid men in there and save her! Gosh damn you people!

I even heard her screaming that sent chills up my spin. She was hurt, burning...dying...I was going to lose her. The only person who actually had a chance to be mine...the only person who I had a chance with....

As we were being lead out, we were almost to the gate when I felt this odd feeling. My legs felt really numb and my knees buckled a little. The fireman held me up, "Are you alright, boy?"

"What makes you think I'm alright?!" I snapped.

Then I froze. When I want to speak...it only comes out in my head...not out loud because of the spell...or whatever Ford did to me. I then jerk away from the fireman's arm and started to move on my own, "What the?"

"Dipper?" Mabel asked me.

I ignored her as I was trying to see if this was a joke. I started to move my arms in a silly way, seeing if it was me doing it, not Ford. Mabel looked at me weirdly, "I think you got too much smoke."

I looked back at the fire. I was controlling myself and that only means that Ford was either unconscious or dead...I didn't care which, but (Y/N) was still in there. "You need to go in there and get (Y/N)!" I ordered.

"What are you talking about Dipper?" Mabel asked, "But you just said-"

"Do as I tell you!" I shouted.

The fireman looked at me, "Well we can't...it's too dangerous to send my men in..."

"Fine then!" I growled. Then I jerk away from his grip and head straight for the house.

"What are you doing!? I said I can't send men in there!"

"Well I'm not 18 yet so I'm not technically a man." I growled.

"Dipper! Get back here!" Mabel shouted.

I ignored them and just headed back into the burning house.