Chapter 1:Runaway Kyle
It was dark outside. The moon was forming a pale, white semicircle in the dark indigo sky, and only a few stars were visible in that cold night of December. "It's better like this" Kyle thought, as he opened his bedroom's window. "Nobody will ever realize I'm gone, and if they will, they are going to discover it too late." He had been planning his run away from home for a few weeks, right after the accident;he wanted to confess his crime to the Canadians, and wanted to do it the soonest possible. In the best case scenario, they would have listened to his version of the story, and helped him to show his innocence;the worst thing that could have happened to him would have been an entire life in jail without parole.
He only had his school backpack with him, an elegant suit, a phone with his new and old sims cards, dry food and the insulin shots for his diabetes. Before he escaped from his bedroom's window, he opened Ike's bedroom door and murmured:"Ike, I'm sorry. But I will give them what they want." Then he carefully climbed down the window using his bed sheets as a rope; he now needed to get out from the town without being seen by anybody.
He passed the Pc Frat House, Tom's Rhinoplastic, Photo Dojo and Murphy's Crunchy Micro Brew; he arrived to SoDoSoPa when he realized that he was being followed, he turned around and saw two cloaked figures. One of them was Mysterion, but the other wore a black cloak decorated with blue, diamond-shaped buttons and with a navy scarf on the mouth, while the face was partially covered by a black mask decorated by blue and silver rhinestones. "Why did you follow me, Kenny? And who's that with you?" Kyle asked. Kenny took off his purple hood and the plain, black mask that covered his eyes, and answered:"Alveera felt that something was wrong with you, so she asked me to follow you to see where were you going."
Alveera Ferguson was a girl that had arrived to the South Park Elementary a few days prior. She was a mysterious Gothic girl with a large bang of long, silky, pitch-black hair covering part of her forehead and her right eye, had grey eyes and pale skin; she was usually seen near the Goth kids, and the rare times she spoke, her voice tone was low and enigmatic. "Kyle, Kenny is right. But you need to know that you are wrong in saying that you are guilty when the crime was committed by somebody else. You just wanted that show to be cancelled by Netflix, not Canada being bombed. Garrison is the real guilty person in this story." She had taken off the hood of her cloak, showing that her hair, apart from that bang, were cut in a pixie style. Every time somebody tried to ask about her past, she gave vague answers and quickly skipped to another topic.
"You guys, seriously, you don't have to follow me, seriously… I can handle this all by myself and…" Kyle tried to say, before Alveera could interrupt him: "You are never going to get to Canada all by yourself, Kyle. There are many police officers at the Border, and they have rifles filled with bear sedative. Hard stuff. You better bring someone to help you." "But what about Stan, Butters, or the others?" Kyle asked. "I am going to tell them what happened. And don't worry, Fatass will never know about it. Be careful, Kyle. I will be with you spiritually." Kenny reassured Kyle, before putting his mask and hood back on. Kyle hugged his friend goodbye before Kenny set off, back to his patrolling.
"Where are we going now?" Alveera asked. "We need to get to Canada, but not on a plane. We are going to Ottawa by bus. We will take the 00:30 one for Sheridan and then another at 03:25 for Scobey. After that, we will have to walk until we arrive at the Border, then we walk until we arrive to the nearest city. Hope you have comfy shoes, it's going to be a long walk." Kyle answered. "And then?" "Then we will get another bus to cross Saskatchewan until we arrive to the last stop in Manitoba, we sleep in a motel with fake names, and then the day after we depart for Ottawa. Then, we try to get inside the Royal Palace, in a way or another, and we try to have an audience with Their Royal Highnesses the Prince of Canada and his wife, the Princess. I hope that he will have at least a bit of mercy for me." Kyle concluded, watching at the clock on his phone. It was 00:19, and the nearest bus stop was across the woods.
The forest at night seemed scarier than during day; the two children's hearths jumped in their chests as they heard the occasional wild birds' noises. Wind blew between the branches, crickets cricketed, and wild beasts' roars were quietly heard in the distance; Kyle regretted not having bought with him something to defend himself, but it was too late now to go back. "Kyle… do you realize that we are going to do many illegal things? What if the police discovers us?" Alveera asked, worried. Kyle placed his backpack on the ground, and took out a leather jacket, golden banded sunglasses, and a dark brown jacket with a faux fur collar. "I had bought something with me to disguise myself, apart from the food and formal suit" Kyle explained. He also had all of his allowance with him, which was about 92,65 $, and a photo of Ike in a pocket-sized Bible. Alveera took off her cloak and placed her backpack down, revealing her outfit consisting of black shoes, a black, knee-long skirt, a white shirt with a black sweater and a blue tie; she put on the leather jacket and put her phone and pocket money inside the leather jacket's, then put the cloak in the backpack and put in back on.
As they arrived to the bus stop, it was about 00:21, and the moon was high in the sky; they sat on the bench at the bus stop and waited for the way of transportation to come. The bus arrived and then stopped where the two children were; they stepped on the bus and bought two tickets for Sheridan, then they sat next to each other in the back of the bus, and fell asleep. And with this irresponsible, illegal and brave act, Kyle's journey to prove his innocence and discover his destiny began.
Hello fellow writers! This is my first story and I hope you will like it from start to end!
