Chapter 1
Stan Marsh and his friends were on their guard for any suspicious people. Every night for the past two nights a kid was taken from their homes. The first one was Tweek and the second was Butters. Every parent in the town bolted their windows and locked their doors. The only time they went outside was for school, besides that, they never left home. They were waiting for the bus when a strange hooded appeared behind them.
"Are you boys from the academy?" The boys turned.
"What."
"So you don't work for lord death?"
"Who?" They continuously questioned him.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" The bus was here, but when they looked away for a split second, he disappeared.
"What the hell was that and what was with that academy thing he was talking about?"
"I don't know let's check on Google after school."
After school they all went to Stan's house to find it online. First they asked Stan's dad about it.
"Hey dad, who's Lord death?"
"Uh, I don't know who that is, what's the DWMA, I've never heard anything about that before."
"We didn't say anything about the DWMA."
"Stan, go to your room and the rest of you go home."
"But-"
"NOW!" Stan walked upstairs while his friends walked out the door. He went on his computer and search for the DWMA.
"Here it is, 'The Death Weapon and Mister Academy or DWMA was started by the great Lord Death, it's a school for weapons and misters that defends earth against the forces of evil known as the Kishin and protects peace. What the hell?" He ran down stairs and yelled at his dad,
"You know what the DWMA is and who lord death is, don't you." He looked around for a distraction.
"Don't try to change the subject, is that why Tweek and Butters disappeared?"
"I can't tell you, it's a secret."
"Come on tell me, it's not like you're going to die if you do." He stayed silent.
"Go back up to your room and stay there. NO BUTTS, JUST GO!"
"B-"
"GO UPSTAIRS NOW!" Stan walked upstairs angrily; in the distance he heard his dad sigh a sigh of relief. Stan could tell he was hiding something. He stayed up the rest of the night trying to find out why his dad was hiding. He texted his friends what he knew and hope that they would they would help him figure this out. They didn't know either and when they asked their parents about it, one of them would flip out and go off topic. They were all hiding something from them and they were going to the bottom of it.
