If you asked people, who weren't close to Kyle Broflovski, if they ever would be afraid of Kyle, then those people would laugh hard in your face. Afraid of Kyle? You mean the cute, adorable, short-tempered but always quick forgiving Jew? Yeah Kyle could fight pretty good, but not so good that you didn't start a fight with him like Craig Tucker, Stan Marsh or Kenny McCormick. Being afraid or somehow scared of Kyle Broflovski was not possible. And all the students of Park High thought the same expect for four other boys. When you already only mentioned Kyle´s name to Jake Cornfield, a typical jock in his exam year, would he hide in his room all day long. And when you asked why he was so scared he would only say "Never joke about his little brother." If you asked Kyle's Super Best Friend Stan Marsh, the most popular boy at school, he would whisper "Sometimes, when that happens." and nothing more. If you asked Kyle's Enemy Eric Cartman, the most dreaded boy at school, he would laugh the hardest of everybody but looking in his eyes you would see something like fear. If you asked it Kyle's other friend Kenny McCormick, most loved boy at school, he would start flirting with you and trying to not talk about the subject. But no one understood why those four boys were so afraid of the little redhead sometimes, until that morning.
Kenny McCormick was leaning against some lockers flirting with some slut. He didn't pay attention to his surroundings until the entrance doors fling open. There was Kyle his eyes shooting around until he locked them on the poor boy. In less than one second got Kenny a panicked face and eyes bigger than a deer caught in lights. He saw, just like everybody else the pitch black aura flying around the Jew. Kenny couldn't move, his brains were working on full speed. What had he do wrong? Could it be that Kyle finally found out that it was him who stopped some alcohol in Kyle's cola at that party two months ago? But everything had been fine when they were over yesterday evening at the Broflovski's . Kyle was now coming to his direction, is eyes were not like the normal sparkling green, they were the darkest green he ever saw. Before he even had the change to run away, had Kyle him against the wall his hands at the collar of Kenny's parka. Kenny wanted to die right there on that spot at that time, but faith was cruel and let him live. "Do you know why I'm mad?" came a low hiss from Kyle, the kind of hiss he only used when he had snapped. Kenny could only shook his head. "Hey guys, what's up?" both boys turned their head to owner of the voice. As soon Stan Marsh saw the face of his Super Best Friend, lost he all the color in his face turned around and run to the closed bathroom. Kyle turned his attention to Kenny again, if Kenny hadn't know the son of Satan then he would have sworn that it was the really mad day walker in front of him. Kyle put his face close to Kenny only one inch apart. A low dark wisher came from Kyle's mound "Ike told me he saw you yesterday night in my room jerking of." at that moment Kenny hadn't been so happy in his live that Eric Cartman ever had walked around on this planned. "Hey Jew fag you finally fucking poor boy?" Kyle slowly let Kenny fall on the ground, took the back of Cartman's collar and dragged him to god knows where. The only sound you heard in the hallway were the begging screams of Eric Theodore Cartman.
The next day was Stan brave enough to ask Kyle where Cartman was and if he still was mad. Kyle only smiled, giving the raven and blond shivers through their hole body. Cartman didn't came back to school for a month, it took him another month to slowly start insulting the red head again. But then even after they were grey and old he still wasn't the same as he belonged to be.