Imagen De Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Stepped into the trap. Now I just had to survive it. The elevator descended, carrying me back to ground level. Back to reality. Except reality had just shifted into something I didn’t recognize. And there was no going back.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The grating sound bringing me forcefully back to a reality I was, as yet, unwilling to face. As the lever creaked. The wood beneath my legs suddenly began to gap between. Drawing them further apart the longer he turned the bit of metal. As they opened, I felt my ass slipping off the wood and falling into a crevice between. Leaving my most vulnerable bits open and dangling. Ready to be entered.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

I put my hand around her face and got the ball of light back and suddenly I felt my back get a bit heavy and my eyes glow as I yell "Angel's arch!!" She screams at it burns her and suddenly I'm lifted off the ground but it's not anyone holding me, I'm lifting myself. I turn and look at my back and the feeling leaves me and my eyes go back to normal "HOLY CRAP!?" I lose my focus and the wings disappear making me start to fall to the ground "Aaaaah!" I covered my eyes and just then someone catches me and holds me close. "Shhhh it's ok M'lady I'm here now"

His grip on my neck released. At that time, I saw Isaac tear off the monster's arm. I fell to the elevator floor and coughed. Maybe my face looks so red right now. I was really having trouble breathing, and my collarbone felt like it was being crushed. Boom! Grunger threw Isaac against the elevator wall until he fell back down. I still can't breathe normally. I'm going to faint because my vision starts to blur. At that time, I saw a figure appear in front of the elevator with white and long claws.

impact, the cold weight of the machine, and the scream of a species that refused to be silenced. The Mirror-Earth couldn't handle the "High-Entropy" data of a failing soul. The gray sky began to crack. The liquid mercury in the Well erupted into a fountain of black ink. The "Perfect" versions of their loved ones began to twist, their faces stretching into terrifying, geometric masks of static. "The Anchor-Node is the Well!" Sarah shouted over the comms from the Howl. "If you can destabilize the mercury pool, the gravity lock will shatter!"

It makes someone corny. I stop and see myself in a fall. Again? I'm starting to have trauma with falls. However, this time I'm no longer at the top of the falls. I'm beneath the falls. I frowned as I saw a person's silhouette bathing under the waterfall. My eyes widened when I saw that it was Akisha. But that wasn’t what made my eyes widen and dropped my jaw but what she looks like right now.

“Low level, but active. Same signature pattern as Theo.” Satellite imagery fills the display. The camera zooms in. Broken concrete. Twisted steel. Ice fractured and steaming faintly in the cold air. And then I see it. Something is moving. A figure pulls itself free from the rubble slowly, almost lazily, like it has all the time in the world. The shape is wrong at first. Bent. Incomplete. Then it straightens. Silver eyes catch the light. The way it moves sends a chill straight through me.

Jason told Natasha. "Me too," she seconded. They watched and waited for more than three hours before a clang woke them all up from the stupor that they had been put into. One of the nurses had dropped a scalpel, and when Camden turned to look at the monitor, he felt all residual sleepiness leave his body. At the bottomest part of the yoza, where the magical core was located, swirling black strings are clearly seen. He is indeed, a black yoza. Black yozas have indeed infiltrated the city of light.

I wasted no time in shoving the door open as it creaked under my hands, and as I drew my eyes up to the vastly large darkened edges of the room I suddenly froze as I stood with my mouth agape, and staring at the image before me. A few feet away, hoisted up by his hands and his feet as they were pulled in a taunt vice grip hung the presence of my soul. Tears instantly began to fall from my eyes as I felt my body begin to shake deep within my chest, “Groban…”