Disclaimer - Don't own south park or any of the characters, just bored and wanted to write something fun.

Authors note – so I haven't written anything in a long time BUT since I have mono and am no quarantined in my home for 3 weeks figure I don't have anything better to do so lets go!

Chapter 1

Down a grimy alley he ran and ran and when he thought he couldn't run anymore he kept on running. He knew what would happen if he stopped for even a moment. He could hear them. Chasing, always chasing. He slipped turning the corner of a dark street barely catching himself on a light post. He took a few more steps when he realized he had run into a dead end and he could no longer hear his pursuers. He turned around surrounded on three sides by old store fronts, he'd run into the outdoor mall, a single light post flickered barely illuminating the figures beyond.

"N-no please!" He backed up hands out in front of him in surrender. The figure walked steadily forward into the light. Those eyes, icy blue filled with malice, he couldn't look away from those eyes as his pursuer approached. "W-why? Why are you doing this!?" The man took a few steps back till his back was against the glass of the shop.

"Why?" His assailant finally spoke. Those icy blue eyes narrowed as though he thought it were an obvious answer. "Because you need to be corrected." With that his pursuer drew a sword from his belt. The steel glinting with the same sinister light as those eyes. He could finally see a little detail of his pursuer, whoever it was they weren't a man so much as a teenager on the younger side. He put his right arm out in front of him in a futile attempt to keep the boy back.

"No please you don't have to-" He was cut off as the boy severed his right arm in a blinding stroke. "Aaaangh! No! Please!" He ran passed the boy not sure how he could even move after such a wound. "I want to live!" But he didn't get far. Another moment and he was looking at the ground. He rolled himself over and looked down to see both his legs gone below the knees. "No..." He looked up at his attacker standing over him sword raised, those blue eyes. "I don't want to be forgotten!" For an instant there was pity and sadness in those eyes but then the stroke fell and he knew no more.

"Correction complete." The blue eyed boy muttered as he sheathed his sword and moved back towards the rest of his group in the shadows. The older men and a young girl just a few years older than him.

"Well done, your first hunt is a complete success." One of the men said patting him on the shoulder before turning and following the others down the alleyway. The boy hesitated to follow looking up at the moonlit sky his eyes gleaming coldly.

"Happy 12th birthday..." He held up the sword in front of him, a present he'd been given only hours earlier. He finally trotted to catch up with the rest of the group muttering his families motto"The world has a way of correcting itself."

2 years later...

"Dude!" Stan jerked upright in his desk having been sleeping. Kyle was standing in front of him with his hand on his hip waiting for some kind of response. "You didn't hear a word I said did you?" He narrowed his eyes obviously frustrated with his friends laziness.

"Sorry dude, I completely missed it, I didn't get much sleep last night." Stan yawned and stretched as he got up out of his chair. "So is it lunch time yet?" He looked around to see most people leaving the classroom. Kyle huffed and started walking towards the doorway.

"Yea and you better hurry up Wendy and the others are waiting for us!" He hurried out the door Stan following close behind. "You totally just slept through Mr. Garrison's class again dude, how are you always so tired?" The red head asked giving Stan a concerned look over his shoulder. Stan always seemed to be sleeping in class these days making Kyle worry constantly.

"I just don't sleep well at night dude, don't worry Mr. Garrison's class is the perfect time to sleep, not like I really care about whats happening on 'The Young and the Restless'" Stan chuckled remember what subject their very terrible teacher was yapping about just before he'd drifted off to sleep. He reached up and ran his hand through his shoulder length hair. It was October of their freshman year at Park County High and he was already falling asleep in class. Kyle looked up at his taller friend. Stan was nearly 5 feet 5 inches, fairly tall for a freshman though judging by his dad's height he wouldn't be getting much taller than that. Not that his height was anything to be proud of, just a few weeks ago Kyle was told by his doctor he'd be lucky if he made 5 foot 2. He sighed and kept walking ahead of his friend.

"We're here lets hurry up and find where everyone else is sitting." Kyle pushed open the doors to the large two floor cafeteria. Park County had a total population count of just over 15000 residents. Instead of having several smaller high schools each part of the county they consolidated into one super high school that accommodated north, south, middle, east and west parks. There were about 2500 students at park county high. Stan shuffled behind him yawning wishing he could have slept for a bit longer. He looked up the stairs to the second floor to see Butters becoming them.

"Over there." Stan said groggily pointing Butters out to Kyle. His slender read headed friend turned and started moving up the stairs towards their friend Stan moving close behind. The blonde turned and began weaving through tables towards where the rest of their group was sitting. As they approached the table Stan noted the other occupants. At one end of the table was Kenny in his ratty jeans and torn up orange hoodie that had replaced his parka years ago, he was just a bit shorter than Stan was and still keeps his hood up most of the time, though rarely covers his face anymore. Butters plopped down to his left and began chatting his ear off, Kenny and Butters became very close in middle school when Kenny needed a place to get away from his parents, he practically lives with the smaller blonde now. Butters was the same height as Kyle with really rounded cheeks and short spiky blonde hair, always wearing pastel shirts and skinny jeans. Next to Butters sat Wendy Stan's girlfriend opening up one of the lunches she always made for him. She was the perfect height at 5 foot 1 waist length silky black hair with magenta eyes, supposedly they were a sign of minor albinism, along with her porcelain skin she always looked other worldly to Stan. She looked up and gave this smile that could defrost all of Park County. Stan dropped down next to her and Kyle took the next seat over.

"Really Stan! Why were you late to lunch again? Are you not getting sleep again?" Wendy huffed placing a sandwich and a drink in front of him. Kyle snickered as he opened his own lunch but blanched when he pulled out the first item seeing it was a banana. This was Stan's turn to laugh.

"Damn it Ike..." Kyle's little brother was in the habit of tampering with his lunches without his older brothers knowledge. "Oh and Stan was sleeping in class again, I practically had to yell to wake him up this time." Kyle said nonchalantly poking his straw into his capri sun. Stan glared at him knowing he was now about to get an earful from his book worm girlfriend for sleeping instead of listening to his teacher lecture. Stan decided to just smile and nod, she was so cute when she got into her motherly mode. He was so into it he almost missed the newcomer walk up and sit down across from Kyle.

"Hey Kyle! What cha up to?" The brown haired boy asked smiling brightly. Stan instantly didn't like this kid though he couldn't put a finger on why. Kyle returned his smile.

"Hey Clyde, not much. Whats up with you?" Kyle returned politely though it didn't seem as forced as Stan would have suspected. He hadn't recognized Clyde at first they didn't exactly spend time around him anymore but now that he had a name for the face it made sense. Clyde seemed to notice Stan's sour look and turned to greet him.

"Hey Stan how are you? Getting enough sleep?" Clyde asked innocently. Stan instantly was surprised, why did Clyde know about his sleeping issues, he didn't think he was THAT infamous. Clyde seemed to notice his confusion. "Kyles told me all about how you like to sleep during Mr. Garrison's lectures." Stan really didn't like Clyde now, he hated when people acted like they knew him, and he'd been hanging out with his best friend which he hadn't known anything about. It was Kyle's turn to be perceptive this time.

"Clyde and I started hanging out a few weeks ago, you always seem to be busy now a days helping your dad and Jimbo. I was bored out of my mind and ran into him at the arcade." Clyde nodded his head with Kyle's explanation.

"Ah I see, yea I guess I have been busy, but we're still on for tonight right? Just you, me, video games and pizza?" Stan said trying to take his own mind off this unwelcome development. Kyle perked up then too. While Clyde seemed to be a little annoyed at how Stan had specifically excluded him from the conversation and got up and moved away. Take that, thought Stan.

"Of course we are, my house right? You aren't gonna get called away to work on one of your dads little projects right?" Kyle asked accusingly. Stan shifted nervously, he couldn't tell Kyle what the projects were or that they were never really planned. They just happened and he had to go.

"Haha hopefully not." Stan scratched the back of his neck hoping he'd getting lucky for once. It had been a while since he'd actually gotten to hang out with his best friend uninterrupted. The rest of lunch past uneventfully with chat about homework and what video games they would play tonight with Wendy reminding them not to stay up too late and to remember to brush their teeth when they did eventually go to bed. Unbeknownst to them though their table was being intently watched.

After school...

Stan and Kyle raced to the red heads house. Stan easily had the lead without breaking a sweat he always seemed to be in impossibly good shape. Kyle was huffing to even attempt to keep up. He didn't care though he'd been looking forward to this Friday for weeks. Stan was always being pulled away to help his dad and uncle whenever they hung out spontaneously but this time they had made their plans well known so he anticipated no interruptions, Jimbo and Randy were always considerate people so surely they wouldn't do call Stan when they knew he had plans.

"Yo Kyle hurry up!" Stan called waving at him from Kyle's front porch twenty yards ahead. He was wearing carpenters blue jeans and a form fitting dark blue sweatshirt jacket along with his trademark hat. Kyle finally caught up winded and red faced. He was wearing his favorite dark green skinny jeans and an orange hoodie. He couldn't wear his old ushanka anymore his hair hard gotten too long, though it was less of a fro now having softened into long curls reaching his chin. He often got made fun of being slender like Butters but with long hair he was mistaken by senior boys as a cute red head girl all the time. There were many embarrassing confessions already in the first two months of school.

"So dude pepperoni good with you?" Kyle asked phone already in hand a big smile on his face. Stan nodded and tossed his bag down next to the coffee table and started to step over towards his friend when his dads ringtone started playing loudly. Everything stopped, Kyle's smile shrank down into a frown a look of terrible hurt in his eyes.

"W-we don't know why he's calling yet..." Stan pulled his phone out practically shaking with anger knowing full well his night was about to be ruined. "Hello?" He had his eyes closed and tried to will away what he was about to hear. But in the end he was right, his dad never called for just anything. "Yea OK, understood I'm on my way." Stan hung up his phone and looked to Kyle who had hung his head and closed his phone. "Kyle I-" He tried to come up with an excuse but Kyle just looked up at him with a completely blank expression.

"Its whatever dude just go. I'll call up Clyde or something no big deal." Kyle grabbed his own bag and ran upstairs real quick leaving Stan and his thoughts in the Broflovski family room. He grabbed his bag quickly and ran out the door slamming it pissed off. It was bad enough that something had come up when they'd planned this for so long but now Clyde was going to take his place as Kyle's best friend. Stan felt sick to his stomach he had to finish this job quick so he could get back to Kyle possibly tonight.

"I can't believe it...We planned this for so long." Kyle sat in his room the lights off just wanting to go to sleep all his motivation gone. "We've hung out so little the last few months" he and Stan had spent only a handful of days together during the summer. All through 8th grade Stan had more and more often been called to help Jimbo and his dad with random things that he wouldn't talk to Kyle about. He'd just say they were stupid little errands or house work or Jimbo would have him help out at his gun store. Kyle had even offered to help just so they could at least spend some time together but Stan had refused without giving it a thought. "Does he even want me around?" The doorbell rang at that moment jerking Kyle out of his thoughts, maybe it was Stan? Maybe his dad didn't need him anymore. He ran as fast as he could out his door down the hall way down the stairs and flung open the door.

"Hey Kyle whats up? Brought that book back you let me borrow" Clyde said smiling holding up a book Kyle had let him borrow a few days ago. Kyle's smile dropped again. "Whats that look for? Aren't you and Stan having fun?" Clyde laughed to himself.

"Stan had to go..." Kyle felt like going to bed again. Clyde perked up at that.

"So you're free tonight then?" He had a strange grin on his face that made Kyle blush a little uncomfortably with the way he said free.

"Uh yea I am why?" Kyle motioned for Clyde to come in. Clyde looked around before setting the book on a table by the door.

"I was wondering if you'd let me take you out to dinner and a movie." Clyde said swinging around with a big shit eating grin on. Kyle's jaw dropped instantly.

"W-wait that sounds like you're asking me out..." Kyle started.

"...on a date, yes" Clyde finished as though it was just a matter of fact. Kyle stood there dumbfounded mouth opening and closing a few times. He had no idea Clyde swung that way or that he had been interested in Kyle. For his part Kyle didn't really swing either way he just wasn't interested in people but Clyde's offer intrigued him.

"Well I suppose if its just dinner and a movie it'd be OK...i can't promise you anything besides that though!" Kyle blurted out the last part suddenly nervous but feeling much better. At least this way his Friday night wouldn't be wasted. "Here let me just let my parents know where I'm going." He pulled out his phone and started tapping away while Clyde looked out the front window smirking.