Author's Note: here is the first chapter enjoy.

Chapter 1: The Next Day

The next day The Gang were at the apartment diner table eating breakfast.

"Okay guys I would just like to say that after all we've been through we should be luck to not just be apart of a great team of crime fighters but a great family of friends." Stan said to the gang.

"Cheers." The Gang said.

"Well isn't that just preachy why don't do we celebrate with a nice cake." Grant said sarcastically as he puts his head down on the table.

Then Stan sees Grant just sitting there with his head down groaning as he walks up to him.

"Hey Grant what's wrong your not still upset about yesterday are you?" Stan asked.

"No it's okay I'm fine really I just thought you were overdoing it a little." Grant answered.

"Oh good I was afraid you would be upset look I know you don't get the attention from the town but your very special to us as well." Stan explained with a smile.

"Boy you just don't give up with those gay speeches do you?" Grant asked as he goes up to his room while groaning.

Meanwhile In L.A The Taxi driver who picked up the lady parks his cab and walks home when the Terrorists surounded him.

"Just relax man we mean no harm sir." The British terrorist said.

"Who the hell are you?" The Taxi driver asked.

"Look the lady you picked up at the airport where is she?" Male Terrorist 1 asked.

"What Lady?" The Taxi driver asked.

Then the British terrorist grab the Taxi driver by the neck.

"The lady with the bags at the airport where is she?" He asked.

"Look I don't know anything about no lady." The Taxi driver said.

"Your not going to know anything about anything if you don't tell us where is woman is." British terrorist said as he gave him a picture of the lady.

"Oh I remember her." The Taxi Driver said.

"Where is She?" Female terrorist 2 asked.

"I Don't but I have the street number written right here." The taxi driver said as he gave the terrorists a peice of paper.

The Britsh terrorist examines the paper and gives it back to the Taxi driver.

"Thanks sir now you can go." The British terrorist said.

Then the Taxi driver walks off.

"Well guys it seems we found our chip." The British terrorist said as they get into their car and drive off.

Back at South Park Grant and Stan were at a gang reviewer's office in the waiting room.

"What the hell is a Gang reviewer anyways?" Grant asked.

"He's the one who reviews gangs to see if their worthy to exist The Crips and Bloods would not have existed without him." Stan explained.

"Oh." Grant said.

"Okay Stan the reviewer will see you now." A lady said.

"Okay Grant I will be right back." Stan said as he left.

"Yeah see yah buddy." Grant said.

Then Stan came in with the reviewer in his desk.

"Okay Stan I read a lot about your group." The Reviewer said.

"And?" Stan asked.

"Well your group is actually pretty good you did stop a lot of criminals and save a bunch of stuff." The reviewer explained.

"So you will make us a real group?" Stan asked.

"No." The Reviewer answered.

"What but you said we were good how can we not be on?" Stan asked.

"Well your group is good execpt for one thing." The reviewer said.

"And what's that?" Stan asked.

"Well your choice of leaders." The reviewer said.

"What I'm a great leader what the hell are you talking about?" Stan asked angrily.

"No your a great leader but im afraid he's not." The reviewer said pointing at Grant.

"Grant but why?" Stan asked.

"Well I read his bio and it's awful." The reviewer answered.

"Well Grant may have a horrible personality and people ignore him and focus on me but he helps us beat the bad guys so why does that make him a horrible leader?" Stan asked.

"Look I understand about you being a leader I mean your smart, your mature and you have a lot of care for South Park that's what makes a hero But the reason people don't care about Grant is because Grant is neither a hero or a leader he's just a drunk asshole who sticks around I mean come he has made many crimes in his life has killed many people and even though he helps you fight crime he's doesn't care about you guys because when you guys are not fighting he starts causing trouble and treats you all with total disrespect." The Reviewer said.

"Well isn't there anything I can do to make us a real gang?" Stan asked.

"Well if you can change Grant's ways then yes." The reviewer answered.

"But you can't change him it's in his name." Stan said.

"Then he needs to go okay you can't have a crime fighting team with someone who has no compassion." The reviewer said.

"What but Cartman is just as bad why isn't he out?" Stan asked.

"Cause he is charmingly bad Grant is just bad and does not deserve to be in your group let alone be the OC leader you see when we see a crime fighter we see heroes we like heroes we care for we route for we don't believe anyone would route for him so if you want to be a real gang then I say either change him or lose him it's your choice." The reviewer said.

Stan just looks at him with a worried face and looks back at Grant.

Later that night Grant and Stan were hanging out together in the living room.

"So Stan you never told me what the Reviewer said." Grant said.

"Yeah well he is not making us exist." Stan said.

"Oh well better luck next im sure you will have to make lots of sacrifices to chance his mind." Grant said.

"You can say that again." Stan said.

"What?" Grant asked.

"Nothing." Stan answered.

"Here let's Have a toast." Grant said.

"Well you know that we won't be leaders forever." Stan said.

"I think we will." Grant said.

Then Stan and Grant holds up their glasses up to start a cheers.

"Okay to us for being leaders and even if it ends tomorrow we had a good run." Stan said as he tried to cling Grant glass but he pulls his glass away.

"Why would it end tomorrow that's a pretty weird cheers." Grant said as he pulls his glass away from Stan's.

"Im just saying it's Been fun okay cheers." Stan said s he tries to Clings Grant's glass again.

But then Grant pulls his glass aside again.

"AHHH I say it will be fun for many years." Grant said.

"Yes but if for say one of us gets fired it will be fine I won't be pissed and you won't be pissed." Stan said s he tries to Clings Grant's glass again.

But then Grant pulls his glass aside again.

"I would be pissed." Grant said.

"Not at me though." Stan said as he tries to Clings Grant's glass again.

But then Grant pulls his glass aside again.

"Yeah at you for not sticking up to me for not doing what's right." Grant said.

"Cheers." Stan said as he tries to Clings Grant's glass again.

But then Grant gets up and looks at Stan with suspicion.

"Okay Stan what's going on here?" Grant asked with an angry look on his face.

"The reviewer won't make us real because you are a bad leader." Stan said.

"What are you talking about?" Grant asked as he snickers.

"He won't let us be a real gang unless I fire you." Stan said.

"What?" Grant asked in a angry tone.

"You happen to be a disgrace to our team's name so I have to fire you." Stan said.

"You son of a bitch" Grant said.

"I'm sorry Grant but I have to do this if were going to be a team." Stan said.

"So you don't trust me so you're dumping me out in the streets." Grant said angrily.

"Sorry Grant but you are horrible leader you always shoot innocent people and always break the law that's why nobody pays attention to you im sorry your out." Stan explained.

"Bullshit I'm a great leader you can't do this to me I have take pride in my efforts for god sake." Grant said.

"Look Grant don't make this any harder then it is." Stan said.

"Im as good of a leader as you are in fact I will prove it to you tomorrow so you can go fuck yourself." Grant said angrily.

"Look Grant I'm sorry but you never actually done anything good or helpful even when were not fighting crime." Stan said.

"No I'm sorry I thought you were my friend I thought you and this entire world finally excepted me for what I am but that's not good enough for any of you im going to bed see you later butt fucker." Grant said as he angrly as he ran upstairs.

Then Stan said "Wait Grant I..."

But Grant slamed his apartment door before Stan could say anything and Stan just sits there with his hands covering his face feeling ashamed of himself.

"Oh god what have I done?" Stan asked himself.

Meanwhile in Los Angeles The Terrorist were at the Street where the lady lives and have no idea what house shes in.

"My god she could be in any of these houses." Male terrorist 2 said.

"Yeah no shit stupid so what do we do?" Female terrorist 1 asked.

"Simple tomorrow we break into each house and find that chip." British terrorist explained.

"But won't the cops get us then their alarms are on?" Male terrorist 2 asked.

"You retard don't you remember we have hacking devices?" British Terrorist asked.

"So." Male terrorist 1 said.

"So we will hack into their Alarms with our hacking devices and turn them off." The British explained.

"Oh but why tomorrow why can't we go in now?" Terrorist 2 asked.

"Cause we need to break in when no one is home and everyone is sleeping right now." British terrorist answered.

"Oh okay." Male terrorist 1 said

"We will start tomorrow now let's go." British terrorist said.

Then they drive away from the street and will start their thief plan tomorrow.

Author's note: that was chapter 1 I hoped you enjoyed.