A Queen Shall Rise

Ch. 1
Just Day One

Deep in the lands of Zaron, the humans of Kupa Keep struggle to stay alive as they are attacked by the wicked Drow Elves of Larnion. Darkness falls as the humans beg their King to save them. A noble King, known only as the Grand Wizard. For a thousand years the battle has been waged, with only the bravery of the Grand Wizard to protect his human followers. But even though the Wizard King is so undeniably cool, the Drow Elf armies continue their attacks. They seek the human's most treasured relic- the Stick of Truth. But the tides of war are soon to change, as news of a "new" kid spreads throughout the land. In order to save the humans, the Grand Wizard must get to the new kid, before the Drow Elves can manipulate his mind and USE him, to take the sacred relic from human hands. For whoever controls the Stick… controls the universe…

I huffed as I placed the last box on the floor next to my dresser. That should be the last of it. I wiped some sweat off my forehead as I straightened up and looked around my new room. Compared to my old one, it was small, but cozy enough. Nothing a little decorating wouldn't fix, though. I opened up the box closest to my bed and began taking some items out.

First thing I took out were my snow globes. I had always liked to collect them. There was a small one from the Central Park Zoo, a big one from an aquarium, a small candle one that my mom got me for my 9th birthday, and a large Christmas one. The last one was my favorite. It was the biggest, the prettiest, and it had a music inside. I smiled as I twisted the knob before setting the glob down. The soft tune of Silent Night played throughout my room.

I turned to another box and to start taking out some of my old clothes. On top of the pile in the box were two things; my purple baseball hat and my glove. I was pitcher for my old school's baseball team, and I loved every bit of it. Of all the things that I was going to miss from New York, playing with my team was on top of the list.

I picked up the two objects in my hands, and smiled. I then turned to look at the cheap wall mirror mom had gotten me. My hair was in a low, messy bun, with some of my bangs hanging around my face. Though its natural color was dark brown, like both of my parents, mine was a soft, dark shade of green. That's right. I was nine years old and had my hair dyed green. It was a present for my last birthday. My parents said that they would let me dye my hair if I got at least one A on my report card, and I did! It's not that I didn't like my natural hair, it was just fun and cool to color it. Not to mention, being the only kid in school to have colored hair was pretty badass.

I grinned as I placed my baseball cap on top of my hair. Somehow, it really pulled off the whole look. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.

"Ashley? Sweetie, you all dressed?"

I quickly tossed my glove onto the bed and straightened up my black T-shirt.

"Yeah, I'm good."

The door opened, and in stepped my parents. Tall, pale and with full heads of dark brown hair, even with my green hair I still looked like the spitting image of both of them. I had my mother's dark brown eyes though.

"Hey, Champ. How do you like your new room?" my dad asked.

I looked around and nodded. "It's alright."

"I know it's a big change for all of us, but… hon, do you remember why we moved to this quiet little mountain town?"

I raised an eyebrow. "'Cause you got a better job offer here, right?"

"Y-yes!" Mom stepped in. "Yes, that's it. No other reason! Uh, sweetie, we want you to have lots of fun here. Why don't you go out and make some friends?"

"Right, get outside and play, hon. Like… like normal kids. Maybe you can find some nice kids to play baseball with. I heard the boys around here like to play at the park once in a while."

I huffed and folded my arms. "The boys here aren't gonna let me play with them, dad."

"Well, I'm sure the girls might-"

I snorted. "Have you seen this place? I highly doubt the girls here like to play sports."

As much as I loved playing with my girls back in the city, I always got picked on for trying to play with boys. I don't know why I wanted to play with them so much. They just seemed to have a little more fun than my team did, and I wanted some of that. But, they would never let me onto their ballfield, or play with them at all for that matter, just because I was a girl. I really made me angry sometimes.

"Well… you never know," my dad continued. "The boys here might be nicer and will let you play."

"Anyways, you should still go outside and explore," said Mom. "We've got some money on the kitchen counter, sweetie. Just… be back before it gets dark."

I sighed. "Yes, ma'am."

Dad rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we love you, too."

They both turned and shut the door behind them. I kicked at the ground a little bit, feeling a bit bummed out now. Whatever. Mom was right. I might as well check out this town and at least try to have fun.

After grabbing the money off the counter (along with some additional money I found around the house), I finally went outside. One thing about this place was it was cold. So cold that the snow seemed to never melt. At least that's what some of the locals had said. But, it was a warmer cold than what I was used to in the city.

I stuffed my hands in my pockets as I started heading down the sidewalk. It was pretty quiet, save for the car or two that would drive by. I kicked some snow from underneath my feet, my eyes on the ground.

"You shall die by my Warhammer, drow elf!"

I glanced up at the sound of another person nearby, and I saw two boys around my height just several feet ahead of me. One was a small kid dressed like Robin Hood with elf ears. The other was a little blonde boy dressed in blue robes and a cape that looked like a bath towel, along with a gold band around his head.

"I banish thee to the Forest Realm."

"No way, I banished you first! Ha HA! You can't hold out much longer."

"Help! Somebody! I can't hold out much longer!"

I frowned. I didn't know what these two were doing, but I wasn't about to see another kid get picked on. I ran right up to the elf kid and punched him right in the arm. He yelped in pain, dropping his wooden sword.

"Hey, no fair! That's cheating. I'm gonna tell my mom!"

He picked up his sword and ran off in the opposite direction. The little blonde boy picked up his hammer and walked over to me.

"Thanks, kid. I didn't realize he had a health potion," he raised his hands and bowed to me. "My- my name is Butters the Merciful. I'm a paladin."

I couldn't help but look at him pityingly. Poor kid. He had that naive, innocent look about him that made bad people want to mess him up. Still, I couldn't help but smile and bow my head back.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Ash."

"Cool! Hey, looks like I live right next door to you! We should be friends!"

I blinked, but didn't decline. No sooner did he say that than I got an alarm on my phone, telling me I had gained a follower on Facebook. That didn't take long at all. Wait until mom and dad hear this. Before I could reply at all, Butters immediately turned and started to walk away.

"Now that we're friends, you should speak with the Wizard King! He's been talking about your arrival!"

"He has?"

"Are you kidding? The whole town's been talking about it. It's been ages since anyone new has come here. Come on now, the Wizard lives this way, in the green house, over there."

I swallowed as I looked back at my home, then back at Butters' retreating figure. I quickly made up my mind and began running after him. I didn't slow down until I was right behind him, huffing slightly.

"Where're you from?"

"Um… New York City."

"Ooh, the big city. You don't look much like a city kid."

I shrugged, unsure of how to respond. Butters looked over at me.

"You don't talk much, do yah?"

I shook my head.

"That's fine. I can talk for the both of us if I have to."

After a few moments, we reached a tall, bright green house. Butters walked up to the door and didn't hesitate to knock on it. A second later, the door opened to reveal a really fat kid in purple robes and a blue wizards hat, holding a large staff.

"All hail the Grand Wizard!" Butters proclaimed, then whispered to me, "This is Eric, but everyone calls him Cartman."

"So, you are the new kid. Your coming was foretold by a Coldwell Banker. I am the Wizard King."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Um… hey, I'm-."

"The time for talk is nigh. Let me show you my kingdom."

Cartman turned and walked away, Butters following behind him. I remained where I stood, frozen in confusion and nervousness. I literally just walked outside 20 minutes ago and all of a sudden I have all of these people wanting to talk to me. How? Butters stopped following Cartman and walked back to me, slowly raising his hand.

"Aww, it's okay to be nervous, Ash."

Butters smiled at me, and I couldn't help but feel better. Shrugging, I took his hand and let him lead me into the house. We passed through the living room and by Cartman's mom, who was watching Terrance and Philip. We went through the large, very clean kitchen and out into the backyard, and that's when I saw just how huge the "kingdom" actually was.

It was nothing like the forts I used to make when I was little. There were towers as tall as trees, animal pits and fighting rings, and several stations where there appeared to be armor for sale. There were several more boys, all in different kinds of robes and armor, some nice, others looking ready for battle. It was very impressive.

"Welcome, to the kingdom of Kuppa Keep."

Cartman walked over to a weapon station, where a mouse-haired boy in red robes stood.

"Our weapon shop here is tended by Clyde, a level 14 warrior."

Clyde smirked and gave me a small nod, which I returned. Cartman walked over to the animal pit, where there was a boy in green robes and his tongue was sticking out.

"Here you can see our massive stables. Overseen by level 9 ranger… Scott Malkinson, who has the power of diabetes."

I frown at Cartman, but Scoot seemed happy and grinned at me. I smiled back as Cartman lead me towards the castle. Next to its entrance, there was what I thought was a very pretty girl, with golden winglets in her hair, a gold crown on her head, and wearing a white and purple dress that flowed beautifully in the wind. It was only a second later that I realized it was a boy in a wig.

"And here, of course, is the breathtaking and lovely Princess Kenny. The fairest maiden in all the kingdom," Cartman introduced, then he whispered to me, "Don't ask why Kenny wanted to be a chick, it's just how he seems to be rolling right now…"

Princess Kenny curled a strand of golden hair around her finger, smiling sweetly at me. I smiled and gave a small bow, making her giggle. Curiously, I walked around the backyard/kingdom, feeling more and more excited by the second. This was awesome! I was already making friends. Not only had I made new friends with a bunch of boys, I was actually going to be able to play with them. Dad was right!

Cartman was calling me back, and I was on my way back before I felt my foot kick something. I looked down and saw a beautiful daffodil. I picked it up off the ground before walking back to the others. I turned to Princess Kenny and offered the flower to her. She squealed and took it from me happily. My phone went off again, and I realized I had gained another Facebook friend. As Princess Kenny swooned over the flower, I walked over to Cartman and Butters.

"You have been sought out, New Kid, because humans everywhere are in great danger. I need something from you and, in return, I am prepared to allow you into my kingdom."

"Really?"

"Yes, I know you are very excited. It's time for your first quest, but first- please tell us thy name."

"Actually, my king, they're name is-"

"He's a grown boy, Butters," Cartman cut him off. "He is perfectly capable of speaking his own name. So, traveler?"

I stared at Cartman with my mouth opened, too focused on the particular words he had just said. Boy. He. His. These words spun through my head at top speed. They thought I was a boy, that's why they were letting me play with them. They didn't know I was a girl.

"New Kid?"

I gulped. "A-Ash," I said quickly. "My name is Ash."

Cartman nodded. "Very well, Ash. You will now choose a class: Fighter, Mage, Thief, or Jew. Go into the chest, and pick out your robes."

I glanced over at Butters worryingly. "What should I pick?"

"Whatever your heart desires, Ash," Butters said simply.

I rolled my eyes. "Alright…"

I went over to a large chest filled with clothes. Well, if I had to pick a class… I guess Mage sounded the best. Who cares if I'm not as cool as the Grand Wizard. Magic is magic, right? I took out a bright blue bathrobe and put it on, along with a silver headband. I also found a pretty, silver mage ring in the pocket, and immediately put it on. It went well with my necklace. I walked back over to Cartman and Butters once I was done.

"Well, how do I look?"

"You look great!" said Butters.

"We welcome to our Kingdom, Ash the Mage!" Cartman declared.

"Hooray!"

"Now, please go and visit the weapons shop. Procure yourself a weapon and we shall teach you to fight!"

I nodded and immediately headed over to the weapons shop. Clyde was still over there, polishing one of his many weapons.

"Would you like to see my wares, weary traveler?"

"Um, sure. Whatcha got for a Mage?"

"We have a nice level 1 magic wand right here for you."

"Level 1, huh? Well, gotta start somewhere, I guess. I'll take that one."

"Ah, a lovely purchase."

Clyde handed me the wand as I handed him 2 dollars. I looked down at the small, but very pointy twig with contempt. It wasn't the best looking thing, but it would have to do. I held it up in the air, and imagined I could feel the magic flowing through me. As I pictured magic sparks coming out of it, Cartman walked over to us.

"Ah! You have procured a weapon. Nice. It is now time to teach you how to fight," he said. "I want you to take your new weapon, and, with the bravery of a noble knight- beat up Clyde."

"What?!" Clyde and I said in unison.

"Kick Clyde's ass, Ash!"

"What'd I do?!"

"I'm the King, Clyde, and the King wishes to be amused!" Cartman smirked at me. "Go on, Ash, kick his ass."

Clyde sighed irritably as he made is way over to the arena. I followed him nervously. I didn't want to fight anyone just yet. Besides, I'm only level 1, surely he'll beat me! I gulped as I stepped into the opposite side of the ring. Cartman stood on the outside, observing us both.

"I'm gonna kick your ass!" Clyde threatened.

"Clyde you have to wait your turn."

"That's lame."

"No Clyde, it's like olden times. You have to wait your turn. Like in Middle Ages, Clyde! I know it's lame, Clyde, but that's how we're fucking doing it!" Cartman looked over at me. "All right, Ash, bash Clyde's face in! Don't be shy."

I looked at my wand, then looked up at Clyde. I shrugged before running forward until I was right in front of him. I raised my wand and brought it down onto his head. He grunted in pain as I quickly thrusted my arm forward and hit him again. He moaned as I stepped back to the other side of the arena.

"Oh hell yeah! Clyde's your bitch!" Cartman jeered. "All right, Clyde's wearing armor. In order to hurt him, I want you to hit Clyde as hard as you can."

I nodded before taking a small stance. I was quickly getting used to this, but still felt bad about hitting him. Nevertheless, I quickly ran forward until I was in front of him. I spun around with my stick and it whipped him across the face.

"Ow!"

"Oh shit, dude, I think I see blood! Fucking nice, brah! That's exactly what you do to guys with armor like that," the King continued. "Okay, listen up. The key to surviving in battle is not to get hit in the balls. Clyde, it's your turn to attack. Ash, protect your balls!"

Not like I need to worry about that, I thought to myself. Clyde ran forward, shouting, "Prepare yourself!" I raised my wand to block him, but he managed to hit my shoulder before walking away.

"No, no. I said PROTECT. PROTECT your balls."

Clyde remained silent as he advanced on me again. I groaned as I raised my wand again, ready this time. He swung down as I swung up, and I blocked his attack.

"YES! That's what I'm talking about. Dude, you're already WAY better than Clyde," the King laughed. "All right. It is time to use some of your heroic powers. Using your abilities takes power points, or PP for short."

Clyde snickered. "Hehe… PP…"

"IF YOU HAVE A FUCKING BETTER NAME FOR THEM THEN FUCKING SAY IT, CLYDE!" The King yelled. "FUCKING ASSHOLE! I'M THE KING, AND I SAY IT'S PP! Ash, use your Mage ability to make Clyde pay for insulting the king!"

"But, I don't…"

But just then, I felt something slip into my back pocket. I turned to see no one except Butters, who was walking away from me, whistling to himself. I looked into my pocket and saw what were clearly several roman candles and a lighter. Each of the roman candles had the words "Dragon's Breath" written on them. Sweet. My parents never let me play with fireworks. I took out a roman candle and lit it with the lighter before quickly running over to Clyde. The candle was small so it didn't blow up, but it did send thick sparks into this face and set his head on fire.

"Way to wipe that smile off his stupid face, Ash. Now… do it one more time. Finish him!"

"What? I was going easy!" Clyde sputtered. "Take this!"

He ran forward and swung his sword at me. I blocked the first one just fine, but the second one still hit me in the gut. Clyde's head was still on fire as he went back to his spot. I didn't want to waste my candles just yet, but orders were orders. I took out another candle and lit it up on Clyde, the fire on his head increasing slightly. He gave a fatal wheeze before finally falling to the ground, weeping. Despite feeling bad about hurting him, I also felt proud. I had just won my first battle. As Clyde finally put out the fire on his head, Cartman began to laugh.

"Dude, that was awesome! You all like brammgmg! And Clyde was all like 'ahghg noo!' Ha ha ahaaa!"

I was happy that Cartman was happy about my fight. He seemed like he was a tough guy to please, so I felt I had made an accomplishment in that. Cartman finally caught his breath as he stopped laughing and immediately became serious again.

"Okay, okay… You've proved yourself worthy, Ash. Now, come inside the war tent and I shall let you see the relic."

Cartman turned and walked back into his tent. I was about to follow when I heard angry grumbling from behind me. Clyde was still picking himself up, brushing dirt off of this costume.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine," he said shortly.

Before I could apologize or anything, Clyde turned and stomped back to his station by the weapons. I felt bad, but I figured it might be okay. I'll apologize to him later.

I turned and followed Cartman into his tent. It was a pretty sweet set up, despite the mess. There was food, robes, weapons of all sort, and a tall, makeshift throne that was pretty impressive. As I turned to examine all of the room, I saw Cartman standing in front of a makeshift pedestal. On it was a long, plain-looking stick on top of a soft, red pillow.

"Well, here it is. The reason why humans and elves are locked in a never-ending war. The relic for which human and elf are willing to die…" Cartman gestured. "The Stick of Truth."

I walked forward to stand beside him to get a closer look at the Stick. It was just a little twig, but something compelled me to gaze at it in wonder, the same way Cartman was.

"What's so powerful about it?" I asked.

"Ash, this stick is the most powerful force on Earth," he answered. "Just two days ago, we took the Stick back from the elves. Our kingdom was dying, but now it thrives. For whoever controls the Stick, controls the universe."

"Wow…"

"Don't gaze at it too long!" he warned. "For its power is too much for mere mortals to look at!"

I gulped and turned my head away from the Stick. Cartman put a hand on my shoulder and lead me away from the pedestal.

"Now that you have seen the Stick of Truth, let's discuss your dues. Being a member of my kingdom costs nine ninety-five for the first week, four dollars of which is tax deductible."

I frowned. "You're joking, right?"

"Alarm! Alarm! Alarm!"

Cartman removed his hand, looking worried. "Someone has sounded the alarm!"

"Alarm! Alarm! Alarm!"

At that moment, Butters came running into the tent, waving his arms and shouting "Alarm!" He looked terrified.

"What is it?"

"The elves are attacking!"

"Oh my god!" Cartman cried. "Defensive positions!"

He and Butters both ran out before I could say or do anything. I stood still for a moment before running out after them.

"Man the gate! Don't let them through!"

"Give us the Stick, humans!"

"Fuck you, drow elf! Come and get it!" Cartman turned to Clyde. "CLYDE! GUARD THE STICK OF TRUTH WHILE WE DEFEND THE FORTRESS!"

"Aye, aye!"

"'Aye, aye'?! We're not playing PIRATES, Clyde!" Cartman looked at me. "Ash, this is your chance to prove yourself. HOLD OFF THE ASSHOLE ELVES AT ALL COSTS!"

And with that, he ran off to fight. I stood there for a moment, feeling nervous. What was going to happen now? These kids seemed to take this game pretty seriously. And this wasn't training anymore, this was real. I gripped my wand tightly as I pulled a serious face and ran out into the fray.

The kingdom was in uproar. There were now dozens of elves just like the one I had seen attacking Butters earlier, all with fake, pointed ears. I looked to my right and saw that Butters had his weapon knocked out of this hand, and the elf attacking him was still hitting him without mercy. I quickly ran forward and smacked the elf with my wand, engaging the fight. A second elf with a bow and arrow ran in to help his friend.

"Do it, Ash! Kick these elves' asses!"

"Suck on this!"

The elf with the bow loaded it and fired at me. I wasn't ready, and it hit me right on my forehead. I groaned. That actually hurt.

"You're wounded, Ash!" Cartman cried. "Some potions will heal you. Here."

He tossed something in my direction and I caught it. It was a bag of… Cheesy Poofs? Whatever. I opened the bag and ate up the poofs, feeling instantly better.

"The rules are you can have one potion every turn. I asked for five but this was a compromise," he said. "Okay, this other guy is fast, Ash. Try to block all his attacks."

The second elf ran forward, holding his sword in the air. He swung up, I blocked it. He swung at my middle, and I blocked it again. This time, I knocked him off his balance, and he fell to the ground.

"Okay, if you block all the attacks you get a counterattack. Look at your enemy on the ground, weak and helpless. KICK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM!"

I gripped my wand tightly before plunging it forward into the elf before me. He yelped before quickly retreating backwards.

"Awesome, you kicked his helpless ass! Now, finish off these elves in the name of the Wizard King."

"Yes, your highness," I responded. I was really starting to get into this.

I gazed at the elves as I thought of who I should go for first. I decided to go for the first one. I ran up to him and quickly smacked him with a double attack, knocking him out. I grinned at the second elf, who already had another arrow ready. He fired, but this time I was ready. Holding my wand like a baseball bat, I swung out and blocked the oncoming arrow. He stared at me in surprise as I ran forward and smashed his head with my wand, making him run away.

"Great job, Ash!"

Once that fight was over I quickly ran out to see who else needed help. I looked and saw that Scott was unconscious on the ground, a tall elf still beating him. I quickly ran forward and smacked the elf in the back of the head. He turned his attention away from Scott and focused on me as another elf with a bow came to help him.

"You got this, Ash!"

"Die, asshole!"

The elf in the back fired his arrows and I quickly blocked both of them. I gripped my wand as I ran forward to the first guy in front of me. I swung my wand, but he quickly blocked and hit my knees before I could do anything.

"Hahaha! Aw, man, he was totally waiting for you, dude. You can't just hit him like that," Cartman laughed.

"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?"

"You need to try a different tactic to damage him. Look at that archer, hiding behind his friend like a wuss. Switch to your arrows, Ash. Snipe that little bitch!"

"But I don't have any-"

But just as I spoke I felt something else slip onto my shoulder. I looked and saw that I now had a bow, along with a quiver full of arrows. I smirked as I took out the bow and an arrow, aiming at the archer. Archery wasn't my best skill, but I knew enough to make a hit. I aimed at the archer elf and fired. It hit him right in his eye, and he dropped his weapons and ran.

"Yeah, bitch! That's what you get for fucking with the Wizard King."

"I'm telling!"

"Careful, Ash! That guy's ready for your arrows now. You gotta try something else."

I immediately took out my lighter and a candle, lighting it up. I brought it up to the elf and it started sparking in his face. He dropped his sword as he fell backwards, defeated.

"Hell yeah, I'm on a roll!" I cheered.

I looked to see if there were any more elves around, and saw one asshole elf beating up Cartman's cat. Seriously? Beating up other kids is one thing, but animals? No way! I ran up to him and didn't hesitate to smack him in the face. He and his friend began to advance on me.

"Okay, that guy has a shield," said Cartman. "Shields are super weak. Just hit them with your simplest hit over and over to wear them down quickly."

I nodded as I took my wand. I ran over to the shielded elf and smacked him a total three times. The first took out his shield, the other two knocked him out completely. His friend stared at me, surprised.

"The other elf let his guard down! Now's your chance. Power Attack his armor!"

I ran forward and gave a powerful swing, knocking down his armor. He grunted, but remained standing.

"That's it! Now finish him!"

The elf ran up to me with his large hammer, and swung it at me. I blocked it, knocked him down, then stabbed him in his rear end. Once it was my turn, I ran up and did another power attack. I smacked him right across the face and he fell, dropping his weapon.

"Drow Elves! Fall back! Fall back, I say!"

At once, all of the elves began to stand and run away, following their leader back into Cartman's house. The remaining humans all stood and watched as the elves ran away.

"YES! Awesome, dude!" Cartman hollered. "TAKE THAT, YOU ASSHOLE ELVES! Better luck next time! NA NA NA NA NAAA NA! WE STILL CONTROL THE UNIVERSE! HA HA HA HA HAAA HA!"

"It's gone."

We all turned to see Clyde standing beside us. Everyone stared at him.

"What?"

"The Stick of Truth. The elves got it."

There were three solid seconds of silence, in which everyone stared blankly at Clyde, who appeared unfazed by what he had done. Cartman was the first to snap.

"THAT WAS YOUR ONE GOD DAMN JOB CLYDE! TO GUARD THE STICK OF FUCKING TRUTH!"

Clyde still remained unfazed as he stared back at Cartman, who sighed irritably. Then, he stared daggers as he continued,

"Clyde… you are hereby, BANISHED FROM SPACE AND TIME!"

"What?! NO! You can't do that."

"Yeah, I can! You're banished and lost in time and space!"

"Yeah! Go home, Clyde!" Butters added.

Everyone waited expectantly as Clyde stared at all of them. He stood there for a moment before letting out an angry sound and turning away. He bumped my shoulder hard as he walked past me, pushing me away. I gulped. I guess he was still mad about me beating him up earlier.

"You fought bravely on the battlefield, Ash," Cartman told me.

"Yeah, this New Kid may be a douchebag but he sure can fight!"

"Shut up, Scoot, nobody cares what you think," Cartman continued before I could tell him off for being mean. "Anyways, we have a bigger problem now! The Stick of Truth has been stolen and we must assemble our ENTIRE army in order to get it back."

"But our three best warriors still haven't reported for duty, my king!" Butters piped up.

"What do we do?" I asked.

"Oh, you should be able to handle that."

"Me-"

"Ash, I want you to go out into the neighborhood and find my greatest warriors- Token, Tweek, and Craig. I am texting their pictures to your personal inventory device now…"

At that moment I felt my phone in my pocket buzz. I took it out to see I had a message from Cartman. Inside were the three pictures; a small black boy in red and purple robes, a twitchy-looking blonde kid with black stripes painted across his face, and a small boy in a dark blue cap and a black cape. This had to be them.

"I got them."

"Good. Now, beware… the lands outside are full of marauding drow elves, monsters and sixth graders. Be sure you are well equipped. Now go! And send my warriors here! Butters, go with him."

Butters bowed to Cartman before trotting up to stand by me. It was then that I got another buzz on my phone and looked down. It was a message from Cartman, again. It said that I had now leveled up and had gotten a new ability. I looked at my profile and saw that my new ability, right next to "Dragon's Breath", was "Dust of Dreams"- magical sleeping powder that stunned my enemies. In truth, it was just a pouch full of flour and salt, but it looked magic enough.

"W-wow, you leveled up already!" Butters had been looking at my phone over my shoulder. "You must be really good."

"Oh, thanks," I brought up the pictures of the three boys on my phone. "Who should we go to first?"

"We should go to Token's first," said Butters. "He's the closest. He lives up past the movie theater."

I switched my screen to my gps. A map of South Park that came up and looked all over until I found the theater.

"Okay, where from here?"

"Oh, r-right here."

"Okay," I grinned at Butters. "Let's get going."

I originally started writing this when I had writers block, just to help get the creative juices flowing. Then, I actually started having fun writing it so I figured, "Eh, fuck it. Let's post it." Leave a review, tell me what you think.