Gravity Falls Bill X Dipper Novels & Stories

Panic surged through me as I tried grabbing something that I could use to hold myself up but all of my tries were to no avail. With a loud cry, I tumbled backwards, falling down to the chasm below me with the loose earth I once stood on. Time seemed to slow as I fell, the rushing wind whipping past my ears and drowning every other sound. I looked up and sighted through the cluster of falling earth, the three guards still standing at the edge of the hill, shouting my name. Before I could register their expression, I plummeted into the plunge pool, all sound immediately cutting off as I hit the water with a violent splash.

Every ounce of strength. She let go. Suddenly. My weight was already shifting backward from pulling so hard. My foot reached behind me, searching for solid ground. There was nothing. I’d forgotten where I was standing. Right at the edge of the stairs. My arms shot out, grasping desperately for the railing. My fingers brushed it but couldn’t hold on. I fell. My back slammed into the stairs. The air left my lungs. Then gravity took over. I was tumbling, my body hitting step after step. Each impact sent pain shooting through me.

“You are smarter and stronger than you realize. And Victor will help you. Do anything he asks.” “I’m afraid my father could die before I’m ready,” I revealed. “It’s possible,” Diana agreed. “But worrying about it won’t help you learn any faster.” “I feel like running some more,” I said. Diana and I made several more laps before returning to the grassy spot under my balcony. “Why do I feel that going up is more difficult than going down?” I said. “Because it is,” Diana giggled.“But we can do it. Trust me.”

“Don’t even think about it.” “Too late.” I stepped forward. My boot landed on the plate with a loud click. Liam’s eyes widened. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” The ground shuddered beneath us. The hedges groaned. My pulse kicked up so fast it hurt. I reached for Liam instinctively and grabbed his hand just as the trapdoor split open under our feet. Gravity yanked us down hard. “What the fuck!” Liam roared as we plunged into the darkness. Wind whipped against my face. My stomach lurched like I was free-falling down an elevator shaft. I clung tighter to his hand, the only solid thing in the spinning void.

If we didn’t go now, it would touch him. “Come on,” I said, motioning for Thistle to start descending. Thistle looked down and paused. But only for a moment. With a shaky foot, he started moving down the steep side of the ravine. The side of the ravine was loose stone. The stone slid under our feet. It was almost impossible to find our footing. Half way down, Thistle slipped. Thor caught him, hauling him up like he weighed nothing. “I’ve got you,” Thor said. Thistle clung to him, pale, shaking. I came down behind them, each foot careful. If I slipped, I’d cascade to the bottom. I knew I wouldn’t survive that fall. My breathing turned sharp.

He had his own gravity field. As I waited for him to make a move, the ground started to swallow my feet. My legs were sinking fast; this must be Mount Fort’s doing. When he raised his right hand to swat me, I sky-jumped to free myself and got back into the air, but the gravity of this world yanked me toward the hill. I couldn’t get my legs positioned downward. Losing my stability, I panicked and screamed while falling. “I got you, Mr. Roche.” That was Zeki’s voice.

Knowing the true answer to the solution, he decided on a gambit; he would allow himself to fall to the bottom of this endless chasm. Bang! With a terrible boom, Chu Xun's feet hit solid ground and the flagstones under his feet shattered from the impact of the fall. Annoyed, Chu Xun gnashed his teeth. This seemingly bottomless chasm was not bottomless after all. In fact, it only was five meters deep and he could barely react at all before reaching the bottom, never mind summoning his Hong Meng Immortal Qi, and the fall had numbed his legs.

The very earth seemed to groan in agony as the floor of the vault, built on a hollow pocket of the sea cave, finally surrendered to gravity. The world tilted. Marcus let out a cry of surprise as the stone beneath him disintegrated. He lunged forward, trying to grab the edge of the safe, but the entire section of the room was sliding into the abyss. "Dante!" Marcus screamed, his hand outstretched. Dante reached out, a reflex born of thirty years of loyalty, but Ivy grabbed his belt, hauling him back toward the ventilation shaft. "The vent! Now!" The floor vanished. One moment they were standing on solid ground; the next, they were falling into a churning vortex of white water and black rock.

The golden pillar of light did not just illuminate the colosseum; it tore through the very fabric of the localized temporal bubble. The rhythmic hum of the massive brass rings outside the shaft violently spiked into a deafening, metallic shriek. Inside the chamber, gravity failed for a fraction of a second. Devashish’s leather ledger floated upward, its yellowed pages flapping wildly, before slamming back down to the obsidian floor as the atmospheric pressure plummeted.

Boom! The ground collapsed, causing everyone to lose their footing and fall downwards. "Aaaahhh!" Frightened screams echoed as they plummeted into the darkness below. Just when they thought they were about to hit the ground and fall to their death, Adrian shouted, "Calm down, guys!" Everyone did their best to slow their panicked breathing and regain their composure. They began to help each other slow their descent, and they managed to land safely on solid ground. But as soon as their feet touched the floor, they were overcome by a strong, foul odor.