Gravity Falls Mabel Grappling Hook Novels & Stories

I just needed them to sleep for a bit. I tossed the pouch over the wall, letting the wind carry the faint, sweet scent downward. And soon the sound of heavy bodies hitting the floor followed. "Forgive me," I murmured, throwing my grappling hook that was a rusted piece of rebar tied to a climbing rope, over the parapet. The rough stone tore at my palms as I climbed but I didn't feel the pain. Only the burning clock ticking down in Leo’s chest. Every second I wasted was a second his heart struggled to beat.

It was going to be hard trying to get Christian to fall for her but she had to do it. Therefore, with dropped shoulders, Mabel pushed the elevator button back to the twentieth floor. ****

Fortunately, Maira had strengthened the hooks on both sides so the possibility of the same thing happening again was close to nil. Creed crossed the zip line and landed on the other side. Rain—however—was still only halfway through. Everyone except Rain was already on the other side and was waiting for her to land as well. However, soon something that made everyone turn their heads. Rain stopped mid-way. For some reason, her slider didn't reach the other side and now she was hanging right in the middle of the valley. "What the hell…" "Fuck! What happened… " Everyone's eyes widened from horror. The hook on the other end has once again detached from the hinge. But that wasn't the worst part. M

No one could reach his second-story terrace without equipment. Good thing that, even though One-Mile had never been a Boy Scout, he always came prepared. After a quick dash back to his Jeep, he found what he needed. Then he hustled back to Cutter’s door and tossed a grappling hook over to the nearby balcony. He secured his end of the rope to the landing’s wrought-iron railing, tested it with a strong tug, then climbed over. Dangling from the line, he worked his way, hand over hand, toward the jutting ledge.

I lean over the edge, my stomach lurching at the sight of the sea caves below. "The wind is too high," Gabriel shouts over the gale. "A standard rappel will slam us into the cliff". "Then we don't rappel standard," I say, running the physics in my head. Wind velocity against body mass, friction coefficients—if we descend at an angle and let the gale push us out, we can use the momentum. "We swing in. A controlled pendulum descent". Gabriel assesses the risk, his eyes narrowing. "If we miss the angle, we drop two hundred feet into the Atlantic".

The more she pulled, the more cracks on the floor. "Amanda please, don't let me die. Please." Mabel pleaded, seeing that Amanda had no choice but to let go, or else she would suffer the same fate. Amanda was still thinking of what to do when she heard Detective Wills scream. "Amanda" Startled by the unexpected noise, Amanda briefly lost focus on her grip. Mabel's fingers slipped from Amanda's grasp as she searched where the voice came from. Amanda watched in horror as Mabel, unable to maintain her balance, slipped from her grasp and plummeted from the crumbling building. The world seemed to slow down as Mabel's screams filled the air.

’ She smiles. I stared back at the branch that had a rope tied around it. As I picked it up, it pulled the rope, activating the spikes that were supposed to penetrate my chest. I take a less obvious branch and begin gliding it across the ground in front of me. We follow Mabel’s lead. She has been here before. ‘This way.’ She says for the fiftieth time. At this rate, the warriors will be there before us. Mabel laughs. ‘What’s so funny?’ I ask.

I locked my other hand on the ground and braced for the worst. The elevator shuddered again.Then plummeted. The scream caught in my throat as gravity tore at my insides. We were falling. Not in a slow motion now, but actually falling. Everything became a blur, Caleb’s body bounced slightly and I gripped his head tighter, pressing him down as best as I could. I slammed my own elbow into the floor to brace myself, pain shooting up to my arm. Sparks flew from the control panel. The ceiling panels groaned. Something snapped.

I pressed my boots to the glass, hoping to phase right on through when the warding glyphs repelled me back! "Fuck!" The line went slack, the force enough to unhook the grapple from where it was stuck on the roof, and I fell about twenty feet down into the leafy top of an old Palo Verde tree. Thank fucking God, I did not want to expend the energy it took to un-break bone. Not only was it exhausting but it was just as painful to fix as it was to get. Still, to be caught in a tree…

I took a second to glance over and Fiona is just behind me on hers. I make it across and grab for the rope. I descend to the ground in record time. By now, every muscle is screaming and I'm losing energy fast. I run for the hurdles and jump all eight. Fuck, I'm going to do this in one shot. My chest fills with excitement as I hit the rock wall. I step fast but as careful as I can. I guess I chose the wrong path up, because I found myself having to over reach for the next hold about a foot from the top. I grab for the next hold with the tips of my fingers. I think I'm secure, but I was so wrong. I slip and this causes me to scream to the ground landing on my leg which proceeds to brea