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It’s a pleasure to meet yah! (Warning. It has violent descriptions)

Bill Cipher Fanfic Chapter 1.

 

The day is brighter than usual. I guess that's a good thing since the family picture day will be taking place outside. I was never much of an outsider, but today feels special. I should probably get ready, it’s already seven.

 

I slip on a light blue blouse with white design. The blouse compliments my shape, yet it is anything but tight. Then I step into a white knee length skirt with yellow trim. Always wear something light and comfortable. A comfortable outfit makes for a comfortable face. I brush my hair and teeth, wash my face, and put my a Auburn -ish brown hair into a tight bun, but I left a little strand of hair on the side to curl.

 

I'm not sure if I should put earrings on or not. I stopped wearing them years ago because I wanted to seal up the holes, but now I feel kind of guilty since my mother bought me a whole pack of earrings. She kind of wants me to be a girly girl but that really isn’t my thing.

 

On the way out I grab a few books by Dan Brown to read on the long car ride. I don't really believe in conspiracy theories and stuff like that, but I was always fascinated by them.

 

On the way to the mountains, which is where the pictures will be taken, I notice my brother James was extremely tired... I guess not everyone is an early bird.

 

When we got out of the car it was a little windier than it was when we left, but not bad enough affect anything. We met up with the Cartographer. She wore a blue T-shirt with black jeans and wore her blonde hair in a ponytail.

The scenery seemed perfect. The mountains looked almost man-made but all of it was a natural beauty. There are many different kinds of plants here.

 

After taking pictures we decided to go for a hike. We had packed 6 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a trail mix pack, and 10 Gatorades. We sat down to eat lunch in a wonderful little picnic area with a view of the forest surrounding our lovely town.

“James, may you please pass me the white Gatorade?”

“Sure” he tossed it to me. I almost dropped it but I cannot let a single drop of my precious Gatorade go to waste by losing it to the dirt. So I coughs it.

I started to stare at my brother without noticing I was.

“What are you doing? It's creepy…”

“Oh, sorry….”

“ It’s already creepy enough that the government is watching us.”

“Sure...”

“I tell you according to those books you like to read the Illuminati is coming after us!”

“Ha! Right….. and I thought I was the conspiracy theorist of the family.”

“ They aren't theories!”

“Right.”

 

I love my brother so much. I don't know what I would do without him. He has always stood up for me when no one else did. Even though he thinks we're being watched by the government, he is cool and I look up to him as a big brother, yet he is my younger brother. He's not only my friend, but my best friend. We know the same pain and I've been through the same things. I would climb to the ends of the Earth just to make sure he was safe. I would sacrifice my life.

 

After lunch we decided to walk back down to the car since it was getting windier. My brother was freaking me out, walking close to the edge of the trail, but I'm not too scared because my brother knows what he's doing…...most of the time… Then a really strong wind, that felt unnatural, pushed me and my parents to the ground. After rubbing the dirt out of my eyes I looked up to see my brother rolling and bumping down a hill. I saw blood coming out of him. All of the cuts from the rocks penetrating his skin looked surreal. That hill became a cliff...He's falling right before me. In a flash I fall to the ground again as I screamed for help. Then things slowed down, black and white, everything stopped...I feel a warm breeze behind me. I don't want to move, but the rush is forcing me to turn. I scream, but quickly I am shushed by a floating orangish yellow Illuminati symbol with a bow tie and top hat. (Don't forget the cane)

“haya Jeanette! I can't help but to notice quite the pickle you're in! Hey! I bet you want your brother to be safe. I do too!... But only, I want a favor in return. So, lets make a deal.”

 

His voice echoed as he spoke.

“Wh-who are you? What are you? What favor?.. I'm dreaming, right?”

 

“I'm Bill! I'm far too complicated for human like you to understand, and i'd like you to give me some of your time! You know...Like life. No you're not dreaming, but it sure seems like it don't it?”

 

“My life….” I looked back to where my brother fell. I looked back at Bill.. I don't want to give up part of my life, but I have no choice. I reached out for Bill’s fiery hand. Before I fully reached out his hands were in grasp of mine. It burns. There's a flash. The next thing I see is a dim lit bedroom with a coffee table in the corner. I find myself sitting on a bed with dark blue sheets and covers over a white metal bed frame. He is hovering across the room, giving off a paranormal aura. I have a feeling that if he had a mouth he would be devilishly smiling.

 

“What am I doing here?”

 

“Oh, did you think that when I said life I meant shorten your lifespan or kill you?! Oh no! What I really meant was taking you away from your life. Get it? You now work for me.”

 

“What! That's crazy! That's not fair!”

 

“ What's not fair? We made a deal! This is your room. I expect you to stay here unless I let you out.”

 

“ Who are you!?”

 

“ I told you! I'm Bill! Please come down Jeanette. I won't hurt you? At least your family safe. What was your brother's name? James? He's safe. Your mother Mara and your father Quinn are safe too.”

 

“ How do you know this stuff! Please make things go back to normal!”

 

“ Well this is your new normal. Get used to it!....Unless you really do want to go back to the old normal which would be your brother dead from the splat of falling off a cliff. All his organs in disarray that have become like Jelly!..stop you're shaking child!”

 

He laughed. It echoed into my mind and soul. It haunted me and sunk into the deepest part of my being leaving a hopeless mood of despair.

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Uploaded on May 17, 2019