CHAPTER ONE

Kyle's eight year old body trembled against the brick wall. He stared at the approaching two men and bite his lip. "B-back off! I'm w-warning you!" he screeched.

"Isn't it past you bedtime little boy?" One of the men said deeply. "You snuck out on the wrong night..." The other joined in. I watched as one of them lunged for Kyle and he dodge quickly.

"Fuck you! Assholes!" He screamed as though just his voice would scare them away and I watched from the top of the building as the men laughed, playing cat and mouse with Kyle.

After my father came home drunk and started beating on my mother I left to get a break from the screaming. Tonight, Kyle also happened to be out late, but instead he was roaming the streets. After I followed him for about half an hour he had turned around only to be shoved into an alley by two perverts. He was desperately fighting them away, terrified.

Suddenly, Kyle let out a cracked scream as one of the men caught him and the other stuffed his mouth. Then in one swift moment Kyle's shirt was ripped off and he was thrashing about. I quickly pulled out my switchblade and threw it at the man atop of Kyle.

"What the fuck?!" The other one yelled as the man staggered backwards. I pulled up my hood and jumped down the building, landing next to the man fighting for his life. I snatched the small blade from his neck and he fell almost instantly, blood spewing from him.

The other one fell back away from Kyle ad stared at me. "Who the fuck are you kid?! You're gonna get sent to prison for that, you little shit!" His voice wavered and Kyle took the opportunity to scurry away from the pervert.

Aiming to throw the blade again the man's eyes grew wide in the dark alley. "Fuck this!" He tumbled backwards and sprinted out of the alley. Silent of the dead man filled the alley.

"T-thanks..." Kyle whispered, breaking the silence. I turned and stared at him not saying a word, but instead giving him a small smile before picking up his shirt and throwing it to him. "Who are you?"

I shook my head, the darkness of the night hide my face well along with my hood and I backed away and climbed up the building again. Turning I saw Kyle staring at me with endless emerald eyes.

"Fucking Jew!" Cartman yelled as Kyle race forward. I smiled as Stan chased after them as well, making sure Cartman didn't hurt Kyle. Everything was perfect, to be honest. South Park hadn't exploded or anything like that for months now, which means I haven't died for months. I laughed enjoying the feeling of living everyday too much.

"Kenny, move it or else we'll leave you behind!" Kyle yelled playfully as he still ran from Cartman. Kyle easily stayed ahead of Cartman and Stan, he may be seventeen now, but he was as if he never grew past eight. His rambunctious red curls have turned into soft flips that flew out of his green hat as he ran. He was so frail and short though, just touching him would make you think you broke him, he could take a punch though. He got big on wrestling ever since he started high school and now he is the wrestling champion, but his grades always came first, he was the smartest kid in our class and that pissed Wendy off beyond belief.

Stan was consider the school jock, behind Clyde of course. He did every sport he could get his hands on and he excelled at them. Kyle was the only reason Stan wasn't failing all his classes.

Cartman, who wasn't so much a fatass anymore was just a normal high school kid. Skipped classes every now and then and the only sport he did was swimming, He still had a bit of fat to his form, but it was nothing like when he was eight.

I dashed forward toward the ignorant boys just happy I was able to wake up every day and not wonder how I was going to die. My life was still same other than that, still a dead beat father and mother, Kevin was in jail, but Karen was alright. She was on the right path to having a good future; always brining me home good grades and being part of the track team. Even though my parents didn't care, I always congratulated her no matter how small the accomplishment.

We all approached the South High; even though we still had school the warm summer breeze was starting to come out enough that we didn't have to wear our jackets today. Wendy instantly pounced Stan the moment she saw him and Kyle just laughed as Stan fell back.

It all was just too perfect.

"Kenneh, you brain dead or something?" Cartman was beside me as I silently walked toward my first class.

"Shut up, fatass." Kyle said bitterly. "Kenny, are you alright? You've been dead silent the entire way here?"

Stan chuckled. "It's because he is use to me driving him, isn't that it? You're too damn lazy to walk." He nudged me and I laughed with him, while Wendy smiled sweetly.

"Sorry, yeah. I'm just use to being driven." I shrugged not wanting admit to staring at Kyle.

"You're gonna end up like Cartman, dude." Stan and Kyle broke out in laughter as Cartman just wore a bitter face.

I laughed with him until Wendy pulled him off and Cartman walked away. "Hey, Kyle. You finish the essay for English?" I asked while digging through my bag to retrieve a notebook.

"You never do your homework, do you?" Kyle slid the essay to me and I furiously started copying it down. "Do it quick. He's going to collect it soon."

"Hey, Kenny. It's been awhile." A familiar voice said beside me. I glanced up to see Damien. is ebony hair was draping over his bright red eyes as he stared at me.

"What's up-"

"I recommend not talking, just listening. Only you can see me." Damien interrupted.

"Did you say something, Ken?" Kyle asked beside me. I stared at him then at Damien, a bit confused. "Are you finished using my essay?" Kyle chuckled.

"I'm going to assume you want to know why I'm here?" Damien asked a bit irritable.

I nodded and Kyle took it as me answering his question because he took the essay from me, laughing. "That's the fastest you've ever copied one of my papers."

I glared at Damien as I answered Kyle. "Yeah, thanks man. I just needed a general idea and the rest was easy."

Damien smirked. "You're the lazyass who refuses to do your own homework." Just then Mr. Braden started class. "Ask to go to the bathroom. We need to talk." Damien started to walk out.

I sighed irritable already and practically let my head fall against my desk, creating a huge smack that sent eyes in my direction. "God, Kenny! Are you alright?!" Kyle said shaking my shoulder slightly.

I looked over at him dully. "Perfectly fine. Just didn't get much sleep; I must have dosed off." Kyle stared at me, confusion written all over his face. "Mr. Braden, my nose is bleeding. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Looks fine to me." He glared,

I shrugged my shoulders and started to walk out. "McCormick, you'll end up like your parents." Mr. Braden said as I walked out, I shrugged as he slammed the door. "Better off ending up like my parents than you." I mumbled as I entered the nearby restroom.

Damien was leaning against a wall, I couldn't help but notice that his reflection wasn't showing in the mirror. "Faking a nosebleed? That's all you had? Added it was horrid acting skills you pulled."

I shrugged and sighed. "I'm sorry, want me to go back in there and ask everyone to beat the shit out of me so I have a reliable excuse to go to the bathroom?"

Damien growled at my sarcasm. "Someone's on their period."

I shot a glare at him. "Well, considering the past few months I've been able to live an entire day without dying and South Park hasn't had any invasions, attacks, or casualties for awhile now. I've enjoyed m time living in a normal town for once with a normal life, but that's going to change. You're here to fuck something up."

His expression remained cold. "Kevin Stoley went missing a few weeks ago."

My eyes grew a bit, he did go missing, but no one paid much attention to it so it didn't seem like a big deal. I looked back over at Damien. "Did you find him in Hell and want me to tell his parents?" I asked, hoping that was the answer.

He snickered. "No. Just the opposite. I figured Kevin had died, I knew he ran away so I gave a couple days before he was mauled by a bear or hit by a car, but when I looked for his paperwork in my father's office it, it wasn't there."

"Are you sure you didn't just miss it?" I asked, bored.

"I checked seventeen times. Even asked my father to check, the all knowing in Hell, but his file marked alive, so there was no paperwork for his death."

"Why are you telling me this? So what? The kid is alive and living. re you that much of a sadist?" I said as I leaned against the wall. Damien glared at me then sighed.

"Maybe this will spark your interest, when my father looked for his location on earth, his signal was cut out the moment he tried to find Kevin's name. We took another look at his file and that's when we realized why he wasn't in Hell and no paperwork had come through for him." He paused and a small flash of pain showered his face. "He can't die. He has become just like you Kenny."

"So? Did God curse him with the inability to rest in peace for running away?" I asked sarcastically.

Damien shook his head. "He's with Pip."

I shot off the wall. "Pip?! I-I thought he died back when we were eight or nine!"

Damien shook his head again. "Pip never died, he just grew tired of the hatred he got in South Park so he left. He tried to say good-bye to you Kenny, but you were already dead for the day and the other guys were wrapped up in some stupid scheme of Cartmans'. I offered to end his life so he could spend his eternity down in Hell, but he declined my offer and set out to Denver. I watched him for awhile, he was obsessed with finding some kind of cure for your curse. I don't know why, but did tell me he didn't like seeing you suffering and although no one else remembered you dying he always did. He drank many of his creations, said the result that killed him would be the answer to your curse." My jaw had fallen as I stared at Damien while he continued the story. "He tried every single one, all failing, but one of them cut off all of my communication with him. Thinking he had died I waited to see his file appear, but it never did. Pip is still alive and whatever he did to himself also happened to Kevin."

Words refused to come out of my mouth as questions swarmed inside my head. "He remembered me dying?" Was the first thing that escaped my mouth.

Damien's glared burned a million hold through me. "You damned prick. That's the first fucking thing you ask me? Not, 'do you know where they are now?' or 'what possibly do be in that drink and what possibly could be the effect?'" He started to rub his temples. "Immortal or not, you're as hollow as bamboo."

I rubbed my head sheepishly. "Sorry, just not use to hear someone remember my death. Do you know if what they have is dangerous? Or even if they're together"

"Well, what they are doing is preventing death and given to the wrong person, that can alter the future of humanity as we know it, so yes you dipshit. It's pretty fucking dangerous." He barked harshly, his eyes had a dim glow to them.

"Get off your period; you come to me telling me all this shit expecting me to know everything about the underworld and it's rules when I don't even get into the gates of Hell when I am down there." I pushed myself off the wall and started to walk out.

"Kenny, it's possible if this gets to you, it won't just make you mortal, but get you killed, permanently." I turned around and stared at Damien who was now right in front of me.

Stepping back a bit, I stuttered with my words. "W-what do you mean? I can't die permanently."

"Yes, you can. You already disrupt the balance between life and death and now Pip and Kevin are as well. It appears they can't die either. Now, I'm not for sure, but what I do know of this serum is that when I marked their living folder as dead it was declined. Only God himself can decline a marked death by us, to which I confronted him and he knows nothing of the two boys either. What they have is very dangerous for not only you but my father as well, maybe even God." Damien stared at me. "Why the fuck are you smiling at that?!"

"You mean I can permanently be dead? No more endless death?" I looked down a bit and smiled.

Damien just held the bridge of his nose between two fingers. "For what's coming, you're going to want to stay immortal. This is a gift that you have, not a curse. As I was saying, an unnatural immortality gift mixed with a pure immortality gift will cause you far more pain than dying almost every day. You need to find a way to get those two down to Hell and make sure what Pip has created is completely destroyed." He paused a moment and smiled softly. "Pip is the understanding type, I'm sure if you just explain this to him he will get rid of the problem himself."

I cocked an eyebrow at him. "why do I have to do it? It's your fault more so than anyone's."

His face suddenly grew grim. "I...I just can't..." He started to fade. "I'll tell you if I find any more information."

The bathroom was now empty I kicked one of the stalls open in anger. "I'm living a pretty good life right now! I don't want to fucking fix this shit! It's not even my goddamn problem!"

"Kenny?" I whirled around and Kyle stood there looking a little pale. "I uh got worried so I asked to check on you"

I sighed a bit then smiled at him. "Sorry dude, just stupid shit. Thanks for worrying, that's kind of cute." I laughed and instantly his face grew red.

"Sick dude! That's was so gay!" He squeaked out.

I burst into more laughter. "You were the one that was worried about me." I walked over and pulled him in next to me with my arm over his shoulder. "I'll walk you back to class since you care so much about me." We laughed, but instead of Kyle pushing me away as I anticipated he remained by my side as we walked out and back to the class room.

The entire time we walked back it was silent as my arm swayed slightly over his frail body. He stopped me moments before we reached the classroom door. "Kenny, who were you talking?"

I stared at him, slightly taken back. "N-no one." I stuttered out.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "You were able to talk as if you were responding to someone else talking and id mark you as schizophrenic, but you'd have to be making up the other part of the other conversation as well and from what I heard; only you were talking. What made you so mad?"

I gulped and tried to collect my thoughts before smiling. "I was on the phone. It was my father's dealer telling me I was responsible for the debt he was in and unless I want to pay the consequences, I had better finish he payment." I shrugged. "It pissed me off he did it again."

Kyle looked down, slightly embarrassed it seemed. "Sorry I asked. Um...If you need help paying for that, just ask me alright? I'd rather not find out you died."

I laughed at him; he's seen me die hundreds of times! The irony killed me there. "It's cool man. It not the first time." I stared to walk for the door again leaving Kyle before he came up and under my arm again. I looked at him confused.

"What? You said you'd walk me to class." He stared back at me.

I laughed a bit awkwardly before walking back to class with him in my frame almost the entire way. The rest of the day went fairly normal other than fatass being more silent than normal. However, I knew the rest of the week wouldn't be so normal.

A/N_I hope you find this chapter intriguing enough to read x3 If not, well hopefully the next chapter will be more appealing. This is a yaoi so even though there wasn't much indication of that this chapter(I tried to tie some flirtatious stuff in there at the end c;) I can assure you it will be pretty obvious soon enough XD