Chapter 1-

Detention and Shadow's

Ace's POV

"And the shadow of the day. Will enbrace the world in gray, and the sun will set for you." I was at home listening to my I-Pod starring at the celling that was covered in white dots. It was so peaceful,at the time I didn't even know I was asleep in math class. Or why I was listening to that song. But it doesn't matter.. I just need to wake up. This might be the last good sleep I get though..

"Hey, Ace… Ace… ACE!" It was the middle of math and I, of course, had fallen asleep, during which time I had apparently been singing. What big surprises; sigh. "Oh, yeah, and you suck at singing, so stop." Harsh.

"Aw, Craig, when did you get in my room? Here to give me all your homework? Why tha..." I trailed off. I wasn't quite awake, I had to admit. And I didn't suck at singing! That asshole… I must have been talking in my sleep again, awesome.

My eyes were still closed and unwilling to open, I heaved a sigh and opened one eye to look at Craig. He was a normal guy, nothing special. Plain black hair, deep blue eyes. A blue and yellow chullo. A small nose and a hint of freckles across the bridge of it. Another eye was opened and I found myself checking him out, he was thin. But not a stick, nice figure. Abs for one I hated, so that was a double thumbs up. He was pale, like most Colorado residents.

"The hell? You're not awesome. You're in math class." He scoffed and turned back around, leaving me and all my pathetic-ness to wake up. I was unwilling to move so I gently blinked my eyes until I relized what the blunt asshole was saying to me. Me, of all people! He should be ashamed to tell such a lie.

"Huh?" My head shot up. "M-me? Not awesome? You're kidding. I'm too awesome to be your friend, Tucker. You should worship me and thank me for even talking to you," I giggled, and I'm pretty sure the whole class was looking at us. In the words of Tony the Tiger, Great. Just great.

"Yeah, whatever. And Ace? You got some drool right there." He wiped at the edge of my mouth and put all the spit he had got on my jacket "And there" He pointed to my paper, I slowly followed his finger with my gaze. My paper was soaked. As usual, my ass of a best friend was right. Of course. So I slammed my head on the desk in reply. I snuck a hand to my mouth and wiped off the spit, before I realized my other problems. A, my math notes were covered in drool, and B, they were filled with doodles of me killing Bebe.

"Ugh, my notes…"

"You call these notes? I bet even Kenny has better notes than you."

"Shut up." I groaned and lifted my head up. Hey, he can diss me all he wants, but my notebook could be in a museum. I'd call it, 'The killing of the Monstrosity that is known as Bebe, By Ace Jones.' It was perfect! Now all I needed to do was draw a picture of my awesomeness... I continued to scribble in my notebook.

I sighed and frantically tried to dry my paper. Mr. Dickson, that dick, noticed me not paying attention and he smirked. Knowing he had caught me in a daze.", what does X equal?" The teacher pointed to some triangle on the board with a bunch of numbers on it. I had to squint my eyes just to see it. Math: not my strong point. I looked over at Craig for help. My face filled with silent pleas. He mouthed a number at me.

"Uh... ninety-six?" I saw Craig hit his head on the desk. Apparently I misunderstood. Go figure.

"No, it's 69," he said, writing the number in immense proportions on the board. You'd think he would do that with everything else. Come on! Help out a girl who doesn't wear her glasses every once in a while. "That's detention, and don't think you can sleep in there, either. As for you Craig, detention also. You should know she needs to learn to do things on her own… And next time, at least give her the right answer." Craig and I groaned, to which Bebe laughed. That bitch.

"Haha! Hope you and your boyfriend can keep your hands off each other. I mean there's no mattress, so hopefully a supply closet will be almost as much fun." She should know.

"He's not my boyfriend, you whore." I shuddered at the thought of her, wishing she'd just get pregnant and go to hell, already. I mean, that wasn't to hard to ask for. God, it's me Ace, I know we haven't talked in a while but, can you kill Bebe for me? Kay thanks.

"Oh yeah, I forgot you'd probably rather fuck me anyways." She giggled and tossed her perfect blonde hair back, smiling a perfect smile with her bright blue eyes and perfect bo- …Shut up!

"I'm not gay, you tormented slut," I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Craig's head was still on the desk, I felt bad. For once, but like I was going to tell him that.

"Bebe! Since you think it's so funny, you can also have detention. Acelyn, do not call anyone a tormented slut! How would you like it if I called you that?" The teacher yelled at us.

"But I thought you said not to call anyone that, and by calling me that, then you would be calling someone that." I was being such a smart ass… but what could I do? He scowled. Bebe was still laughing. I, for one, was embarrassed for a number of reasons. I just needed a distrac- and as if on cue, Kenny showed up.

"Sorry I'm late; there was someone who desperately needed me and my wonderful… gift." Kenny smirked. Oh great, so he was probably raping Butters again. That memory would scar me forever. I shuddered; I was never going back to that clearing again, and I bet Butters couldn't sit for his ass hurting, just imagining it made my stomach turn.

"And what would this wonderful gift be, Mr. McCormick?"

"My skills! You have taught me so much." I didn't think I could hold in my laughter.

"Hmph, alright. But that's still detention."

"And what will we be doing in detention today?" He winked and I'm pretty sure the teacher blushed. He needed to come out of the closet.

"Just sit down." The teacher hung his head and turned around, continuing the lesson. Kenny took his seat next to me, and I couldn't help but giggle at his smirk on his face.

"So, who were you raping today?" I smirked, and Craig turned to both of us. Kenny started stroking his chin like he had a beard.

"I did not 'rape' Butters; he was begging for it with that virginity he had. But anyways, I was doing Lola. That means I have fucked every girl in school at least twice, but you." He got this devious grin on his face.

"Forget it. There's no way. I mean, I'd probably get an STD or five from you." He laughed and turned around to face the board.

"Maybe, but you never know until you try!" Ugh, I was not having my second time with him. My first time was in a janitor's closet in eighth grade. What a great, intense, magical, horrible, heart-racing, adrenaline-pumping moment that Kenny would never experience with me. Heh, the poor thing. What was I saying? He had sex like every day. He was a sex god here! But I was the resistance coming to take back my home and destroy all the tainted, claiming victory! Then play the seque- My gamer was coming out again. Damnit! Damnit all!

Time flew by and I was still in a daze when school was out. Go figure I forgot about detention. "Craigy, carry me." I groaned and threw myself at him. I was surprised when I didn't hit the floor, almost wishing I had, because there I was, in the middle of the hallway, clinging to Craig and claiming he wasn't my boyfriend. Everyone would believe me, of course. I was like a saint or something. Don't you have to be dead to be a saint? Shut up brain. Geez, brains didn't know anything these days. But anyways, "Aw, Craigy, you're hugging me," I giggled. In retrospect, I might have been high. Oh joy.

Craig was blushing until he saw me starting to look at him, and he found a way to make it seem like it never happened. But of course, me and my awesome-ness could see anything and again, like I was going to tell him that. Blackmail only works when the people doesn't see it coming. "Are you high?" He looked like he wanted to laugh. But knowing him, he was just trying to force it down. "And I'm not hugging you!" Once again a blush had threatened to creep up his face, he threw that done too. Man, I needed to learn how to do that. He stepped away from me and I hit the floor with a crash. Craig if it ever comes up again, I hate you.

"Shit, Craig." I sat up and rubbed my head."That hurt…Ugh. I think I'm going to get a bump on my head. Gee, thanks." I rolled my eyes.

"No problem. Now get your ass up and let's go," Craig mumbled, starting to walk down the long hallway to Mr. Dickson's room.

"Hey, wait!" I scrambled up to my feet. "What about Kenny?" I stumbled down the hallway after him, continuing to trip over my feet. I really shouldn't walk when I'm tired. Maybe that's how I'm going to die: I'll be stumbling across the street going to school and a big truck will come by and BOOM! No more Ace. I bet Craig would be happy about that. What an asshole.

"He said he'll be there." I sighed and ran up to Craig. We didn't talk much as we went into detention. That was when I remembered: Bebe had detention, too. I wasn't looking forward to being in the same room with her for the third time that day. I was fairly certain that two was more than enough.

We went to sit next to Kenny, when, as usual, the teacher made us sit separate. Damn you. But all in all, I tried to walk to a seat furthest away from Bebe.

"Miss Jones, go sit next to Miss Stevens. He didn't even look up from his desk, it was like he was trying to torturer me. More like he got a kick from seeing my eye twitch. I'm a master at rhyme's so, just do you time?

"Why…?" My voice was sort of whiny. Looking back, I could just imagine how stupid I must have sounded.

"Just do it, or you'll have to stay after for an extra hour." I groaned and sat next to the bitch known as: Bebe. She just stared at me.

"Your hair is ugly. I mean, it's just so frizzy and poofy." Bebe spat. Like she should be talking.

"It's not my fault, I was born like this." I rolled my eyes.

"You should take better care of your hair, and your face. She turned away and looked out the window. Was that her way of being nice? Because I'm pretty sure that was a bitchy thing to do. Hell, I hardly even remember what I did to her! I ran my hand through my hair. I had tried straightening it this morning, but it must have went back into its natural curls. And what about my face? There's not a lot I can do. No Ace! Don't let her get to you, don't let her get in your head! …Too late for that.

She turned to face me. I felt my face getting red. I was still looking at her, and she snorted softly, rolling her eyes. "Why are you still looking at me? I know I'm hot and all, but I don't exactly like knowing that I turn a girl on." I snapped my head down at the desk, feeling my face getting a little red.

"I wasn't starring at you, I was looking at the window behind you" I said as calm as I could. I didn't know what else to say. She flipped her hair and arched her back a bit, sticking out her chest. She licked her lips. I tried to keep my focus on the doodles from when other kids had sat here, but I couldn't help but look.

"Yeah whatever, you know you were looking at me." She smirked "-And stop looking at my boobs, you perv! Go grow your own." She giggled cruelly at her own comment and turned away. I clenched my fists. I couldn't help that I was flat, and wait- who said I was looking at her boobs, anyways? I shook my head and risked a peep at Craig and Kenny in the back. It looked like Kenny was mimicking Bebe. He stuck out his chest and pretended to fondle his own fake boobs. He started pretending to moan, which made me giggle loudly.

"Miss Jones, look at the board and be quiet." Kenny just started laughing, and Craig heard me laughing. He looked over at me and snickered and how hard I had laughed, at my idiot friend. "And Kenny, stop fondiling your fake breasts." That only made me laugh harder. At times, having really stupid friends who don't even measure up to your supreme awesomeness, are fun. We'll more funny then fun, make that funny looking.


I sighed and looked out the window, only a few minutes left of detention. It had been snowing and it was layred heavily on the dead grass. The sky was cloudy with bits of sunshine showing through. But it was strange how there was no birds, and nothing was out there. It seemed we'll, dead. That was when I saw it.

It was getting late that day and you could see the shadows of the many pine tree's lined up around the school. One, of the shadows moved. No, not shifted a little from the tree in the wind. It had been dead, no wind no nothing, except snow. The shadow had for sure, moved. I was absolutely sure of it. The shadow had gotten up.

The shadow was a greasy looking, black slimy outline. It had glowing red beady eyes and a mouth that was nothing but black. The slime was also in his toothless mouth, he grinned at me and strings of slime followed from the roof to the bottom of his mouth. The thing pointed a slender greasy finger at me, and moved it as I heard in the resources of my mind, "Come here. Come with me. I want you to look into my eyes, everything will be all right." His voice was soothing and the words repeated in my head, over and over. My back straightened as I sat up fully.

The slimy creature had cocked his head with that same grin and glowing beady eyes. I felt my heart race and my legs want to move to him, but my conscious tried to remain in control. But me? I was paralyzed, I couldn't move anywhere or do anything. I felt his eyes connect to mine and for a second, I couldn't feel, hear, or do anything. I saw my world blacking. But, the last thing I saw was the creature frown and disappear by fading in the wind that had started again. Then, there was blackness while my old best friend, Avery was calling out to me saying the words "Don't go into the shadow. Don't go into the shadow"

Her voice was disoriented and I could barley see her face. "Avery?" I siad before falling back, out of my chair in the middle of detention. The last thing I heard was Craig's voice screaming.

"Ace..? Ace!" Then there was footsteps and more darkness...


Craig's POV

"Stand back give her some room everybody." repeated more times then I could count. I was getting more pissed off by the second, So badly I wanted to flip him off but somehow. My conscious realized this wasn't a good time and left my middle finger in place. My left eye twitched slightly as my fists clenched.

Her face was flushed, and almost dead. She looked like she had just saw a ghost. Her eyes were shut and I was worried, but like I was going to let anyone else know that, I had a reputation.

It was just the last thing she said before she fainted. "Avery?" Who was that, anyways? I recall Ace talking about her best friend before she moved her and how she was still as awesome as she is now as back then. "They were all bowing at my feet! I told you already, I've always been this awesome." I rememberd she had grinned and laughed, so did we and she called us assholes. But now, she had fainted on the floor of the room after shouting someones name.

It was weird how one second she was starring out the window and the next her eye's were wide and she faints. That doesn't happen normally, something must have triggered it. "Hey, Craig. That was a little weird, huh?" Kenny said just as normal as ever.

responded with a middle finger, "Everythings weird here, it doesn't surprise me" Lying again, Tucker? This doesn't surprise me one bit. Kenny sighed and sat on a desk away from the others.

"Did you see that expression she had on her face. She looked scared, she even shaked a little. But worse of all she looked stuck and controlled. And what she said last, it seemed forced. " Kenny blinked for a second then stared back at me like I had all the answers. I just shruged and flipped him off again.

"I did, but I don't get why you care so much-"

"I don't get why you don't care at all, she's our friend and you just shrug it off like nothing happened. She fucking fainted. You don't even looked worried. Another thing, how did you know she fainted before the rest of us if you pay no attention to her then how did you know first?" I sighed and didn't want to explain everything to him at a time like this. I had to keep my cool. Just flip him off and go on, Craig. Just flip off and walk on.

"I happened to be looking that way when she fell." I was shaking a little, for what reason? I had no clue.

"Oh sure. Keep lying to me." Kenny rolled his eyes and looked out the window. "I just don't get anything. Like, if she dies' then I would of never gotten to fuck her. Then, I, Kenny McCormick will be a disgrace to all the studs and players." Only Kenny would think of something like that at a time like this.

But I had to agree with one thing, none of this made since. I didn't get anything, it was just so confusing. But maybe, Ace did see something. But I just wasn't sure what...


A/N: We'll, We'll, We'll I bet this looks familiar. We'll this was the original plot, but I wasn't sure if I could pull it off so I had changed it. But, My friend gave me some encouragement and here we are! We'll I hope you liked it! Sorry If the cannon character's were a little bit, OOC. I'm trying my best! And an Update for OC one shots and such, Sorry I've been procrastinating so much, but the next one-shot should be posted soon enough. Sorry I haven't been updating, school just started back and I've been really busy with all sorts of stuff. But I Really hope you liked it and you're looking forward for more of The Shadow (The name might be changed) And no, Ace is not dead. She will resume main POV in the next chapter. I just switched POV's for the time being. But thanks for reading this uber long note and I love you guys, and Please R&R.(: