You know, I think this is the first time I have posted 4 chapters in the space of a month for a long while. And boy does it feel good.
5 reviews! Didn't expect that, but I'm happy for it! Honeybadger, Raccoon Deadpool? That made me laugh for a solid 5 minutes, and to be honest, Cartman's isn't fair off the Merc with a Mouth. The Guest, holy fuck you might be the first person in a while to send me a long review! Thank you! I hope you enjoyed The Coon, and I'm glad you're able to give your opinion now. The Coon, in my opinion, was never meant to be as justice-seeking as Mysterion, even if he has some good intentions. As for Eric and Heidi's friendship, THANK YOU. I have had enough of ships, which is hypocritical for me to say given the Kenny/Bebe thing but to be honest, that was just to advance the plot and its one of the few ships I actually tolerate. Besides, I always wanted Eric to banter with a girl, it's just too much fun! You are also absolutely right when it comes to Eric being nothing without his friends. Kenny's one man solo crew is quite fun to write though, given his poor nature. As for Kenny meeting The Coon, well, let's just say it'll be interesting. 001, I can't wait for TLOU2, and I just had to use that song, fucking great! Kenny and Cartman working together will be interesting given their last meeting. We'll see… Smarvin, thanks for the reviews, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Okay, enough rambling, let's get on with it!
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.
Kenny's PoV
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" I say, cursing at my phone screen as it shows no network connection, but quiet enough to make sure my hiding spot in a supply closet isn't found.
How the fuck is there no service? Did that bastard shut down communications?
I sigh, turning my phone off and slipping it back into my pocket. Let's see, if she was taking a tour, and it was only 15 minutes in, they would take the group to the an important location that's near to them, they would take them to either the classrooms, or the library. I'll check the library first.
I slide out of the supply closet, looking around in case I see the shooter, thankfully I don't. I quickly flee the closet, running down the corridor until I find a flight or stairs. A sign next to it has locations on the second floor, the library being one of them. I dash up them, taking three steps at a time, and leaning my head outside the top of the stairs to make sure the coast is clear.
I find myself in another empty corridor, but with many windows on the left hand side. Something catches my eye, and I cautiously move closer. The window is looking into what looks like a large study hall, with people hiding under desks and covering themselves with chairs.
All of a sudden, two gunmen, all dressed in black with skull masks carrying automatic weapons stride in, scanning the room. They end up finding the students hiding, and they riddle them with bullets. Jesus Christ. I try to look away, but I notice one of them spot me. Instead of raising their guns though, they take out a radio, before rushing out the door. I sprint away from the window, making my way to the library.
Fuck, I thought it was just some loon with a gun, not fucking mercenaries or some shit. And it seems like they are trying to capture me, but there's only one reason why they would do that. This confirms my fears then, it's Butters, and he knows who's here.
After running around, and nearly running into more gunmen, I finally find the library. I slowly open the door, finding it empty. I walk along a bookcase, turning a corner-
"ARGH!" I glance to my right, watching a young man rush me with a fire extinguisher. His face goes from anger to realisation, and he slides to a halt inches away from me.
"I am so sorry!" He says, and I notice a small group of students behind him, hiding behind bookshelves. They motion at me to slip in behind a bookcase, but I wonder why they are here.
"Why haven't you all left yet?" I ask them. They all look afraid, and I realise: they're too scared to move.
"W-We don't know how many is out there. We're too scared to even leave this fucking library!" A girl says pathetically.
"Well, there's no point going through the door I was just in. Is there another way out of here?" I ask.
"Um, yes, at the far end behind us. Wait, why are you here?" They ask.
"I'm looking for someone. They're part of the tour group, from a town called South Park. Anyone know where they are?" I ask, and they all shake their head. Damn.
Suddenly, I hear the door open, the one I just came in. I see the student with the fire extinguisher peek between some books, before recoiling in fear, mouthing the word fuck multiple times. A gunman. I hear his footsteps gradually get closer, and I look to my right, seeing his shadow emerge.
Wait, if they're after the kids from South Park again, then that means that they wouldn't kill us just yet. Which gives me a chance to help these people escape!
I mouth to one of them, "Go when he's distracted." and she raises an eyebrow. I take a deep breath, before stepping out in front of the skull-masked gunman, hands raised in the air.
"I surrender!" I say, glancing to the students on my left. The gunman lowers his gun, reaching for his radio.
"Hey, I'm with the "Poor Kid", haven't found his friends though." He growls into the radio, before raising his gun again. I glance to my left, blinking at them, and they slowly make walk away from us. My vision snaps back to the gunman, who inches closer to me.
"I know you won't kill me, yet." I say, confidently.
"You know nothing. You don't know him." He says, and he moves closer towards me.
Suddenly, I hear the door slam open, the gunman moves back, assault rifle raised. He then fires a couple rounds, but he is then pushed up against the wall, screaming in pain. It's hard to make out at first, but it looks like a… human raccoon, covered in red, stabbing the gunman in the chest and stomach multiple times before letting him crumple to the ground.
My mouth lays wide open at the figure, who turns to me, completely pausing as he lays eyes on me. His hands are covered in blood, wait, no, his claws are. His helmet is in the shape of a raccoon's head, but his eyes give off a cold stare. He looks to be wearing some sort of ballistic armour, like kevlar. It has a dark brown colour, except for s thick white stripe in the middle, with a large "C" painted in the middle. The reason he was covered in red is because of his large, dirty, crimson red cape.
He comes back to his sense, his claws disappearing with a -SNIKT- as he steps towards me. I step back in surprise, and he takes another long look at me.
"What the fuck are you still doing here. Did you not hear the gunshots?" He finally says to me. His voice sounds a bit familiar, and, dare I say, surprisingly human.
"I, um, whothefuckareyou?" I blurt out. His mouth curls into a tiny, but noticeable smirk.
"I'd thought you would figure thanks to the costume." He says sarcastically.
"A, raccoon?" I ask.
"Yeah, but that sounds rather stupid doesn't it? I'm The Coon, and that's all you need to know about me." He says. "But you didn't answer my question. Why are you still here?"
"I'm, looking for my girlfriend." I answer cautiously. His look gives off that he already seems to know.
"You should just get out of here while you can." He says, stomping past me. I vaguely remember hearing a news story about him, but most of my school dismissed it as a load of bullshit. With my experience however...
"Aren't you that guy who killed a shit ton of criminals?" I turn to him, and he stops.
"And where did you hear that?" He asks, back still turned.
"I read a news story about it. I also heard it from a cop." I say.
"The news. You know, the news never gives the full story. Neither do the police." He says.
"Enough information for me to know." I say, and he turns around, glaring.
"You should really get out of here." He says, and the image of him stabbing that dude flashes in my head, and I back off. He runs down the library, probably heading to the next door, as I turn back, beginning to look for the classrooms.
Whoever that guy is, whatever he's capable of, I can already tell it's got nothing to do with anything good.
3rd Person PoV
Outside, more cop cars surround the campus, as the young Sergeant steps out of her squad car in SWAT gear, a rifle in her hand and a squad of SWAT behind her. An officer walks up to her as she looks around at the blockade.
"It's been 15 minutes and none of this shit has been sorted yet. I can already tell this isn't a normal school shooting." She says.
"Well, The Coon showed up, bursting through the blockade at the rear of the building. We don't have an idea why-"
"He's probably involved." She dismisses. "Anything else unusual?"
"We've got some reports that it's not just one gunman, but a full squad of people. You don't think it's Stotch, do you?" The officer asks.
"Was there something going on in there before shots were heard?" She asks.
"There's someone who works there, says they're a tour guide or something." He says.
"Take me to her." She orders, and he leads her to the cowering woman, covered in a towel, shaking. Fitzgerald kneels beside her, looking her in the eyes.
"Hey, hey, listen, we need information. It may be hard for you given the circumstances you were just in, but we need to know what was happening inside before the gunshots." She asks softly.
"I-I'm just a t-tour guide. T-There was an o-open day for people i-interested in enrolling. Y'know, kids from D-Denver, Colorado Springs, S-South Park-"
"South Park?" She asks.
"Yes." The guide replies. Sergeant Fitzgerald then leaves her, heading back to her SWAT team with the officer.
"Wasn't there something to do with Stotch and certain individuals from South Park?" She asks him.
"Um, yes. Reports were that they were targeted in the Chaos attacks. The vigilante Mysterion tended to shop to, rescuing them-"
"Ugh, don't bring him up. He's probably dead, hasn't showed up in the last 9 months so we don't need to talk about him." She says, arriving at the geared up SWAT officers.
"Alright men, there are multiple gunmen in that building. Our top priority is to get everyone out of that building, but focus on people from South Park. They are likely to be targeted if this is one of Stotch's little cowardly attacks. As for the gunmen, shoot to kill." She says, putting on a helmet.
"What about The Coon?" An officer asks. She hesitates for a moment, before opening her mouth again.
"Bring him in, alive. If he resists, use deadly force." She orders. "Is that clear?"
"Yes Ma'am!" The SWAT say in unison. They then march past the police blockade, before disappearing behind the college doors.
A/N: I apologise if this was a bit short, but I intend to split this up into two chapters. Hopefully I won't do this Kenny, Eric chapter alternation all the time because I would like to have some chapters with the focus on both of them. But anyway, if you liked this chapter or have any feedback whatsoever, then please leave a review as that would be very much appreciated. And as always…
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