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Ch. 2 The school

"Someone was just shot!" a lady exclaimed into the store "We need help!" Cartman quickly got up and started trembling. Stan looked at Cartman and was stunned. Cartman looked like he had just seen a ghost. He was pale and sweating.

"Bebe, Cancel the order! Stan let's go!" "Uh" "STAN!" "Right!" they ran out. "Where are we going Cartman?" "You said Kenny and Kyle are at the school" "yes but what do they have to do with this?" "Long story short, the clones of people are showing up and killing" "WHAT?" Stan tripped on the corner and fell.

"Damn" Cartman turned around and helped him up. "Useless" Stan shook it off and continued running. No way was he going to let Cartman think he was useless. "Sorry. So what does this have to do with them?"

"For one thing, the clones can look like anybody and if there is already a killing then that means someone isn't who they look like" "So you want to make sure Kenny and Kyle are still them?" "Yes" Stan smiled a modest smile. "He cares about them"

They finally made it to the school. "Where are they?" "104" they entered the school and ran to the class. Cartman held Stan back from opening the door. "Let me see" he peeked in and saw a red haired boy and blonde boy working on a paper. "They're there" "so?" "Be on your guard"

Stan nodded and opened the door. "Hey guys" "Hey Stan" they replied. "How's the report?" "Okay but we still need some more info" Kyle said. "Hey guys" the boys looked at Cartman. "Who are you?" Kenny asked, removing his mouth cover. "It's Cartman" Stan said. The boys nodded "Hey Cartman" "Nice to see you" Kyle added.

Stan looked over their shoulder to see the blank paper. "You haven't started?" Cartman stepped back "Hey Stan how about we get going?" "Why?" "Yeah, why the rush Cartman? We're just getting started" Kyle said slowly revealing a knife under his jacket. Stan started trembling. Cartman smiled nervously and pulled his fist back. "What's with the knife, Kyle?" Kyle smiled wickedly "how about I show you what it feels like to be blind?" Stan backed up but Kyle followed him. Cartman slammed into Kyle with his shoulder and sent him flying into the desks with a crash.

"Stan get out!" Stan ran out the room and down the hall. Suddenly Kenny was on his tail. "Kenny! It's me" Kenny had a crazy look in his eyes and was wielding a hatchet. Stan ran as fast as his legs could carry him as tears fell from his eyes. Kenny was catching up to him. Cartman! How's he handling Kyle? No I can't think about that.

Stan then felt a breeze on his arm and then he felt hot liquid dripping down his arm. He looked at his cut arm. "Kenny! It's me! Stan!" Kenny swung again and Stan ducked down. If he had stood still for a few seconds more he would be without a head. The hatched lodged into the wall. Stan quickly got to his feet and kept running. He heard Kenny pull out the hatchet with ease.

"You die here Stan" he then threw it towards Stan. Stan looked back and was then knocked to the side by a human. He rolled and slammed, back first, into the lockers. He gasped as his air left his lungs but he inhaled it back quickly. He then heard Kenny grunt and something fall to the floor.

Stan shakily got to his feet and looked at a figure holding a hammer on his side, staring at Kenny's corpse on the floor. The figure had splashes of blood on him and his hammer was also dripping blood. The figure turned to Stan "You okay?" Stan knew that voice.

"What the hell Craig? You could've killed me!" "You're welcome. It's clear" a trembling spiky haired boy came out of a classroom. "Geez Craig!" the boy ran to Craig and started cleaning his face with his jacket's sleeve.

"I'm fine Tweek" "b-b-but you-you're c-c-covered with b-b-b-blood" Craig held Tweek's hand to his face. "I'm fine Tweek…Look at me" Tweek looked at Craig and Stan saw his body relax tremendously. "Okay Craig" Craig lost his smile when he turned to Stan. "What the hell were you doing here? You left a long time ago" "Cartman wanted to come…CARTMAN!" Ignoring his trembling legs, he ran back to the classroom. Please be okay. Please be okay. He saw the door lying on the ground instead of on its hinges.

"CARTMAN!" Stan yelled entering the empty room. He looked back and forth and fell to his knees. "He lost…." He shut his eyes tight and started crying. "Cartman….." Stan slammed his fists onto the floor. I could have saved him but…I ran….I ran and Cartman…. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" he screamed. "Craig, something is wrong" Craig nodded and they ran towards where Stan had.

"What the hell are you crying for?" Stan opened his eyes and stood up to face Cartman standing there with blood on his jacket and his hands. "Cartman!" "You haven't answered my question" Stan got up and ran to Cartman then hugged him tightly. "Don't you ever fucking leave me again" he threatened darkly.

Cartman smiled "Okay" he patted Stan's back and Stan pulled away. "What happened?" "Kyle led me on a chase to the math room but I won the been attacked by a calculator?" "No" "it's different" "I see there's nothing wrong" Craig said appearing with Tweek close behind him. "So Cartman…you lost weight" "thanks Craig" Cartman said kindly. "If you really are Cartman" Tweek pressed against Craig and shut his eyes.

Stan looked at Cartman but he couldn't read his face. "Is…is this the real?..." Stan backed up and tried to read Cartman. "So what are you thinking Stan? Change of mind?" Stan swallowed. "I-I want to believe but Craig has a point" Cartman closed his eyes and smiled.

"Stan has a secret in his closet that if his sister were to know he wouldn't hear the end of it" Stan blushed "HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?" Cartman opened his eyes stunned then he smile slyly "Oh. So you do have something in your closet? I was just kidding about that" Stan's face turned bright red. "What is it?" Tweek opened his eyes "Craig, you shouldn't ask that" "I'm curious"

Stan looked away. "It's my sister's blue dress" Cartman and Craig tried to hide their laughs but they broke out laughing. "You serious?" Tweek said trying not to laugh. Stan admired that Tweek was taking his feelings into account. "Yes. It looks good on me and I like it"

"Well whatever" Cartman said wiping his eyes. "You're the real Cartman" "I'm glad we came to that conclusion. Now Craig, why are you and Tweek here?" Tweek jumped startled. Craig sighed. "We were hiding out here until Kyle and Kenny left" "So you knew about them?" Stan asked. "Yep and we didn't want to fight them"

"You mean you wanted to fight them but couldn't cause of Tweek's safety" Tweek gapsed "Craig, is this true?" Craig shook his head. "No way" "Don't play me a fool Craig. I know you to well. You're a fighter but if you went to fight, you'd leave Tweek by himself and you know Tweek couldn't save himself so you're staying close to him to protect him"

Tweek lowered his head. I'm holding Craig back? Of course I am. Cartman's right, Craig is a fighter and I'm not so I am….Tweek swallowed "S-S-sorry Craig" he whispered. Craig turned to Tweek and held his arm. "I know what you're thinking and it's not true! You're not holding me back!"

He saw that Tweek was on the verge of crying and that he wasn't getting through. Damn Cartman for this. "Tweek trust me. You're not holding me back. I promise" Tweek nodded and Craig tightened his hold on his arm. "I mean it" Tweek nodded again and Craig released his arm. "All right" Craig then glared at Cartman who returned it. "How about we talk in a room?" Craig said and the boys nodded.