In this chapter, our protagonists are heading off to their new school. Of course, their teacher will be Mr. Garrison. Hopefully they won't have to face the wrath of Mr. Hat. You probably know how dangerous that he can be.

In addition, you're also going to meet the fanfic's main antagonist...you're probably not going to be surprised who it is.

Chapter 2: Off To School

After getting used to their new home, it was time for South Park's newest kids to go to school. It quickly became apparent how cranky their bus driver was. Did she not get enough sleep? She was rather scary.

It would probably be best for them not to anger her. She might not be mentally stable.

Fortunately, the bus arrived at South Park without any problems.

As they did so, Cartman, Stan, Kyle sang a song about how great South Park was. Kenny simply said something that was absolutely horrid. It was times like that when people were glad that he wore a parka to muffle his speech.

As it turned out, their teacher was going to be Mr. Garrison. It seemed like years since Cartman, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny had first entered his classroom.

Of course, for Daniel, Angela, Samuel, and Phoebe, THIS was the first time that they were entering his classroom.

As usual, he was holding onto Mr. Hat, a rather deranged puppet who could manipulate Mr. Garrison into joining the KKK and murdering celebrities. Perhaps Mr. Garrison should put him away in a closet somewhere.

"Good morning, class. Today we shall be welcoming four students to the classroom. Their names are Daniel, Angela, Samuel, and Phoebe. Please welcome them to the classroom...or throw stuff at them. I don't care." stated Mr. Garrison.

Something told Daniel and Angela that Mr. Garrison wasn't necessarily the best teacher in the world.

"Today we're going to be learning about spelling...can anyone spell idiot? Because you're an idiot if you can't spell it..." said the teacher.

Daniel wondered if his fourth grade class was going to be miserable.

"What's that, Mr. Hat? You're saying that the students are all going to grow up to be failures and we shouldn't even bother teaching them? Now that's rather extreme..." noted Mr. Garrison.

On the lighter side, it appeared that Mr. Garrison was not nearly as sadistic as the puppet on his hand...wait, why was he talking to a hand puppet?

Now that he thought of it, he thought that he saw it blinking once or twice. It was a very strange puppet...not to mention creepy. Did it have mind control over Mr. Garrison or something?

"Is Mr. Garrison always like that?" asked Daniel.

"He's been talking to that puppet ever since the first day of school...I wonder if he had it ever since he was a child..." questioned Stan. Personally he was worried that Mr. Hat was driving him to commit murder. One time they had almost killed a celebrity that was visiting South Park.

"Maybe he's lonely?" questioned Kyle. Mr. Garrison had been discriminated before due to the fact that he was gay.

Currently, Mr. Hat was drawing "DEATH" on the chalkboard along with the other words that the students had to review.

Angela gasped in alarm.

"What? You drew death on the chalkboard? Why would you do that, Mr. Hat?" questioned Mr. Garrison.

Quickly, he erased the offensive word off the chalkboard.

"Mr. Garrison, remind me to shoot you while you're sleeping!" bellowed Mr. Hat.

"Mr. Hat, do I have to take you back to the asylum?" asked the teacher.

"You can do that! I'll bust every single inmate out! It will be fantastic!" exclaimed the puppet.

Daniel shivered at the thought of South Park being full of lunatics...even more so than it was now.

"That's it for today. Class dismissed!" exclaimed Mr. Garrison.

Immediately, the students left the classroom. It was time to go back home.

"What is up with that puppet?" thought Daniel.

Well, at least he seemed to be doing well in school so far. Then again, it was only the first day.

Once again, he used the school bus. This time, it was to get home.

Veronica Crabtree was as cranky as ever, it seemed. Did she not like her job? He wondered if Mr. Garrison liked his job. Was his puppet somehow employed too?

Meanwhile, Phoebe was trying to resist the urge to flirt with boys like her parents had asked from her. Apparently, it wasn't lady-like.

Perhaps she had grown up in the wrong family.

This was getting to be more difficult since there was a rather lecherous boy in the same classroom as her that seemed to want to pick up some girls. It was making it rather tempting.

However, something happened as she left school.

As she inevitably began to walk back home, she saw a vision.

As it turned out, there was a drunk driver on the road...and he crashed directly into a tree.

Shortly afterward, the car exploded. She sure hoped that he had car insurance...and that his family had life insurance.

For some strange reason, not long after she was born, she gained the ability to see death. It was rather disturbing. Fortunately, people did not die very often back where she came from...though she wondered if there were many deaths in South Park. The town seemed to be hiding something.

Sure enough, she witnessed the exact same thing happen outside of her head. Apparently, he shouldn't have been drinking and driving.

She had decided to keep her ability secret from the rest of South Park, since they figured that she would probably be going crazy if she told them about it.

Meanwhile, Samuel was busy watching Terrence and Phillip. Though it was basically the same gag every single episode, he never got tired of watching it. No wonder it was so popular in Canada.

Of course, he wasn't technically living in Canada anymore. Nowadays he was living in Colorado.

"Hey Terrence! Guess what?" asked Phillip.

"What?" inquired Terrence. He already knew what was going to happen.

"I'm going to fart!" exclaimed the man in a teal shirt.

Sure enough, Phillip farted.

Terrence simply laughed.

At that very moment, Scott the Dick showed up. As usual, he was rather cranky.

"Are you farting in each other's faces again? That's simply disgusting! I hope you get cancer!" bellowed Scott.

"Hey, Scott!" asked Terrence.

"What?" inquired Scott.

Terrence farted in Scott's face. He recoiled in disgust.

"I hate you so much! One of these days you're going to regret farting on me!" bellowed the most hated man in Canada.

Terrence and Phillip ignored him, and continued farting in each other's faces. It was simply irresistible to them.

Scott the Dick then left their house, slamming the door as he did so.

Samuel wondered why Scott the Dick hated Terrence and Phillip so much. He never recalled them doing anything to him...except maybe fart in his face.

Everyone else in Canada seemed to love Terrence and Phillip. In fact, farting so much was what made them so popular in the first place.

Well, now he was going to eat some baked beans. He heard that those made him fart.

He was looking forward to that.

Meanwhile at a dark, evil castle...

Unbeknownst to Daniel, Angela, Samuel, and Phoebe, they were secretly being monitored. Inside her castle, a woman of pure malevolence sat on her throne, which was dripping with blood and was made out of skulls. Inside the throne room was a portrait of herself. Next to the throne were two candles that were rather eerily lit.

Currently, she was drinking a martini...a martini that was made out of children's tears. Since children hated her, making martinis out of that wasn't difficult at all.

When she was finished with her martini, she requested another one.

"I need another martini!" ordered Barbara Streisand.

"Yes, my mistress!" exclaimed one of the cultists. Despite her wickedness, there were a few people that wanted her autograph. Those few formed some of her evil minions, the Cult Of Streisand. When one got her autograph, they inevitably found themselves being enslaved by Streisand...but a few people thought it was worth it.

The cultist came back with another martini a few minutes later.

"Dismissed." stated Barbara Streisand.

Immediately, the cultist left so that he could head back into the courtyard and worship Barbara Streisand. There was a statue directly outside so that they could all marvel in her evil glory.

Outside the castle, lightning was flashing. It never seemed to be sunny around the castle. Barbara Streisand's demonic minions were currently patrolling the castle, ready to defend it from intruders if the time arose.

Time and time again, people had marched to her castle in a futile attempt to stop her. Whether it was because they were stupid or arrogant, she wasn't quite sure. Perhaps it was a mixture of both. Either way, they had all ended up dead and their bodies inside her castle moat.

As it turned out, the dreaded sorceress Barbara Streisand had heard a report that four kids were going to defeat her, in particular Angela, who in contrast to her was utterly lacking in darkness inside her soul.

And of course, she was going to have none of that. She had ruled much of the world too long to let some meddling kids overthrow her. Naturally, nobody ruled forever, she would admit that, but she was going to stretch it out as long as she could. At the rate she was going she was going to rule for centuries or even millennia.

Throughout the years, Barbara Streisand had oppressed many with her horrible singing and had used ancient magics to terrorize innocents. All that attempted to stop her had been obliterated and tortured.

Unsurprisingly, when they heard a prophecy stating that she would be defeated, people were absolutely ecstatic. Every now and then she could hear them cheering outside. Perhaps she should send her minions to straighten things out.

But she believed the prophecy to be false and that she had nothing to worry about. How could four kids defeat her?

"Four kids defeating me? Really? I've taken on adults and I've come out without a scratch..." stated Barbara Streisand. Her magic was simply too powerful. Of course, the prophecy had inspired people to take arms against her as of late, but she wasn't too worried. She could crush their hope if things got too out of hand.

Nonetheless, she had decided to monitor those that had been mentioned in the prophecy. She might want to take action if they suddenly became fighters. Some of the children in South Park were wizards. Others were archers. Some were knights. Some were paladins. Some were even princesses. It seemed only a matter of time before those children decided to choose classes as well.

Fortunately, it appeared that the students would rather fight with each other than against her. Unfortunately for Eric Cartman, he had chosen to insult Kyle regarding him being a Jew...and he was the leader of a group of elves...in contrast to Eric who was the leader of a group of humans.

Inevitably, the two of them declared war on each other due to their leaders not getting along, and they both began to fight each other.

Barbara Streisand found it rather satisfying to watch...as long as they kept fighting each other...they would ignore her completely and she would be free to do whatever she wished...even wipe them both out if she needed to.

So far, it looked like things were going well for her.

"Those fools have no idea who their true enemy is..." thought Barbara Streisand. Barbara Streisand was in fact a bigger threat to both of their kingdoms, but neither of them realized it.

"Life is good...or evil." stated Barbara Streisand, drinking a martini.

Still, there was one thing that interested her. Apparently, one of the four had the ability to predict death. Perhaps it would be best to keep an eye on her.

It was a rather peculiar ability.

If she learned how to use that ability, perhaps she could use it to prevent her from destroying those that she perceived as her enemies.

She would have to deal with her if she started using the ability to her advantage.

For now, she would continue to monitor South Park. It might be a good place to make a new movie...

...a horror movie.

Surprised? The main antagonist of the fanfic is Barbara Streisand! I figured it would be appropriate...you probably know that Matt Stone and Trey Parker aren't friends with her.

Strangely enough I haven't even heard of Barbara Streisand until I heard about the episode that they made featuring Barbara Streisand...I figured she would be the perfect character for the title...and yes, I didn't simply go for a villainous OC this time like I did in my Ninja Tail fanfic...

In the next chapter, Phoebe's going to learn how to use her powers to save people...can you guess who she's going to test it out on? And of course, Barbara Streisand will take action.