Dipper's POV
Shit, things aren't going well.
This person named Leylin is too dangerous. He's giving off a huge pressure right now and he broke Uncle Stan's arms without changing his facial expression.
"My back touched the ground because of you, Mr. Stan Pines. How do you plan to erase this offense?" he asked, alternating his gaze between us and Stan.
It was really scary, especially since his eyes were glowing like flames.
"Dipper... run..." Stan declared with difficulty, looking at us insistently.
"Leylin... I mean Mr. Leylin, we can find an arrangement," I said, stepping forward.
I was scared, but glancing quickly beside me, I could see that Mabel was in a similar situation, maybe even worse than mine. I could also see that Soos was likely to do something stupid soon with that stupid crowbar.
"Don't you think the time for negotiation has passed, Dipper?" he replied simply before making a circle in the air.
I started floating with the others. Shit, it's all over.
I should have given him that damn journal and convinced Uncle Stan to do the same. Now everyone is in danger.
"Yahhh!" yelled Wendy, who suddenly came out of the back room. She threw an axe at Leylin, but he blocked it without real effort with his free hand that wasn't holding Stan by the neck.
No, his hand wasn't completely bare.
I observed carefully this time and his hand had a faint white light. I think his face was glowing similarly when Uncle Stan had hit him.
This light must be some kind of magic too.
"You see, Dipper? All negotiation is useless," he said, throwing a card towards Wendy, but she dodged it.
"You aim like my father, haha!" she said mockingly as she took shelter behind a wall.
"No, I didn't miss anything," Leylin replied simply, his current smile not reassuring me.
I started frantically observing around Wendy and I saw plants slowly moving towards her.
"Watch out, Wendy!" I shouted towards her, hoping she could hear me in time. Fortunately, Wendy was able to dodge the plants that tried to grab her by the legs.
But unfortunately, Leylin used that strange force again to catch her and hold her like us currently.
"You weren't smart enough, young lady. Did you really leave time and space to a magic user?" he said mockingly.
I couldn't argue with him, but he forgets that he has monstrous strength outside of magic. He's really a person without any real flaw apart from his emotions.
"So, Dipper," he declared, turning his attention back to me.
"What are you going to give me that's worth as much as all your lives?" he said with an emotionless expression.
I could see that Uncle Stan had finally passed out from being suspended by the throat, and now we were all neutralized by him.
I have no choice, everyone's life is more important than this stupid journal or whatever Uncle Stan is keeping.
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Leylin's POV
"What are you going to give me that's worth as much as all your lives?" I said with an emotionless expression. I was half-serious in my words.
If Dipper doesn't manage to convince me with a satisfactory answer, then I might just kill Stan and erase their memory of this subject.
I'll just blackmail Ford to cooperate with me. I also put a trap in my sentence to assess Dipper's overall level.
Their lives already belong to me, so there's nothing Dipper can give me that I can't take.
The only problem with Stan's murders is the impossibility of completing the ritual to defeat Bill.
"You said we could potentially be friends, right? And you want to take Ford as a subordinate, don't you?" Dipper quickly declared.
I simply continued to observe him without saying anything. I had no intention of expressing myself except to declare my final verdict concerning their fate.
"I conclude that... you don't want to shed blood here. I propose we avoid that, please," Dipper declared, clearly desperate.
Looking at his face, I could see myself after I had lain on the sidewalk, helpless to observe my desperate sister.
*Boom* Sound of a body falling to the ground.
"I was immature to want to kill children," I said after reflection.
"The old man's two arms should be enough punishment for making me touch the ground, but this young girl must also have a little punishment," I muttered, approaching Wendy.
She literally threw an axe at me and as a reminder, I'm only 12 years old in this life.
"Come on, asshole, I'm not afraid of you," Wendy said defiantly.
"Oh, you really should be afraid of me," I said calmly, smiling.
"Stop, I know you don't want to hurt us and we'll all cooperate with you," Dipper shouted when he observed my hand slowly approaching Wendy.
"I'm not going to hurt her, I just want to... break her a little," I said to Dipper, using my illusion and oracle magic directly in Wendy's mind.
I'm not as good as Gus at creating an illusion of the worst nightmares directly in a person's mind without magical support, but I can do it with my Potara earrings.
I just need to be focused not to accidentally break her mind with too strong information, a person's mind is a really fragile thing and Willow understood that in the original story.
*Splash* Sound of drops of urine combined with another unknown liquid on the ground.
"Oh shit, you're really a little slut," I said, stepping back before wiping my hand.
"Uh... uh... Please, more," Wendy mumbled before losing consciousness.
I would have never imagined she would take pleasure with a bunch of gnomes. She must be a nympho or some kind of masochist.
Her facial expression reminds me of my Ex and Markus, just disgusting.
I understand now why she had so many ex-boyfriends. She just doesn't get fucked enough, but this time, Jeff and his gnome friends were able to satisfy her in her head or break her?
I wonder why Itachi didn't use his eyes this way. He knows how to simulate an entire life, right?
He could technically break anyone's mind with a glance. There must be restrictions or he's just too kind.
Kakashi was really lucky I wasn't Itachi that day.
"What... what did you do to Wendy?" Dipper said, observing Wendy's satisfied and stupid face, currently unconscious.
I'm sure he instinctively understood that he had been cuckolded by gnomes, but his innocence prevented him from understanding the situation.
"I just reminded her that she's just a woman," I replied before canceling my magic on them. It's no longer necessary to keep them immobile.
I also think Wendy won't tell them about her unique experience with the gnomes in her head. I remember in my past life that many women keep various sexual abuses secret out of pure shame.
Especially since she just cum in front of Dipper and the others. It's sad for her that Stan isn't conscious yet.
I'm sure he would have understood the situation regarding Wendy's state and could have messed up the deal with Dipper.
It would be regrettable if I were forced to use violence or kill him in this situation since I would be forced to kill Ford too.
I can't manipulate this scientist's mind and it would be a shame to kill such a brilliant mind.
"Bring me journal number 3 here, I'm going to look for number 2 for now," I declared as I was leaving.
"I forget, it's useless to run away, Dipper," I said, leaving calmly.
Once in the forest, I started heading towards Gideon by jumping from tree to tree like the ninja from a certain anime.
"This is Gideon's house, huh," I muttered, looking around.
I was able to get its location in Wendy's mind during her session with the gnomes.
*Knock knock* Sounds of noise at the door.
"Yes, yes, I'm coming," declared a voice before an overweight man opened the door for me.
"You're here for...?" he asked politely, observing me.
"I came to meet little Gideon. I understood he's a colleague in magic," I said, making the man float in the air as I entered his home.
"Haha Gideon, it's for you, it's a magic colleague," declared the man who must be Gideon's father while having fun in the air.
"A magician? I'm coming," Gideon replied in an oddly enthusiastic tone.
"Are you really a magician?" Gideon asked, looking at his father with a suspicious look.
"No, I'm not a magician," I said before capturing him by telekinesis.
I remember that the real Jeff had found Gideon acceptable to be their queen. Since I need him to deal with Bill later, the option of killing him is out of the question.
But I have more freedom of action on him and I'm still slightly frustrated after Stan and Wendy's behavior despite my friendly intentions.
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