He isn't the 'Kindergoth or 'Midget' or 'Who the hell was that goth kid who flipped us off?' anymore. He's in high school now. If you were wondering, his real name is Charlie. But how lame is that? Call him Shift now.
All of his allies of the darkness and shadows have graduated. You know them as Curly Goth, Red Goth, or Girl Goth. They called her Henrietta sometimes. Sure, Shift has gotten a few clueless mortals to join the Goths, but it's pretty much just him now.
But now there's a problem with being a loner. He knew that as soon as he saw the first glint of plastic fangs.
Shit.
He couldn't do this on his own.
Disclaimer: I really hate doing this. You know I don't own the awesomeness of South Park. Matt and Trey own it.
A/N: Like it so far? This is just the prologue, I guess. Review, and I might finish this.