Chapter VII


7- Kenny and Kevin stood on the roof to their small, pathetic shack-of-a-home. Kenny eyed the ground uneasily: The snow would cushion most areas, but Kevin had shoveled a small patch of land where it was now completely icy.

"You're sure about this, dude?" Kevin asked, "I mean, if you die... You die. What if you don't come back this time?"

"Kev, I'm gonna come back," Kenny smiled, "I always do. I just need to see Damien for a while. You know that."

"I know, I know," Kevin nodded, "I can't believe my little brother has a boyfriend that he actually loves... Never thought I'd see the day."

"Hey," Kenny frowned, "Just because I'm a bit of a slut..."

"Doesn't mean you can't love someone, yeah, yeah, you've told me a million times," Kevin grinned, "Damien better treat you well when you're there."

"He will."

"I don't have to go beating any demon boy's ass, right?"

"Like you could," Kenny rolled his eyes, "'Course not. No one's ever been as good to me as Damien has been."

"I find that hard to believe if he's the son of Satan," Kevin arched an eyebrow.

"Well, believe it. He loves me and he'll take good care of me when you're not around to," Kenny smiled, even if Kevin never really took care of him to begin with, "Now let's get this over with."

"Okay Ken," Kevin nodded, "Go over to the ledge of the roof."

Kenny did as he was told, standing with his back to Kevin. In seconds, Kevin sent his small, blonde form crashing to the icy ground. Kenny landed with a thud and a scream. Everything went white... But then, Kenny's vision returned and the boy was only able to moan in pain.

"Kenny?" Kenny could hear his brother's voice getting closer, and soon Kevin's voice was followed with the sound of feet running through the snow. Kevin stopped by Kenny's side, turning his sibling over to face him. Kenny blinked a few times, everything slowly registering. His head hurt - he must have hit his head in the fall, just as planned - and his arm was clearly dislocated. Everything was spinning, including Kevin, who was looking at Kenny with a look of concern.

"We need to get you to a hospital, dude..."

"No!" Kenny snapped, "I want to die!"

"Our plan didn't work!"

"Then we need a new plan! Get one of Dad's hunting guns or something!"

"Kenny, there's no way I'm shooting you!"

"DO IT!"

Kevin, feeling there was nothing left to do - and not knowing of anything better to do - punched his brother, not with all his force, but enough force, in his jaw. Kenny let out a sharp yelp, but his stunned eyes and gaping mouth told Kevin it had worked. The blow to his face certainly calmed Ken down.

"Kenny, look. Maybe you're just not supposed to die anymore? Maybe Damien will come and visit you up here?" Kevin said, trying to encourage his little brother, who simply curled up.

"Damien's not coming," Kenny whimpered, "Why can't I die?!"

"Hey," Kevin whispered, "At least you know what it's like to be normal."

Kenny shook his head sadly, that being no benefit to him at all. "Just... Just fix my arm, okay?"

Kevin looked at his younger sibling's arm and sighed, "You know that's gonna fucking hurt?"

"I know! Just do it, or I'll have to do it myself!"

More loud, pain-filled moans soon followed, waking up Katie McCormick from her sleep. The little girl ran outside to follow the sounds, finding her younger of two brothers with tears down his face as Kevin worked on his arm.

"Kenny?"

Kenny's head quickly shot up, seeing his sister's terrified face. "Oh, h-hey Katie."

"Kevin!" Katie squeaked, "Stop hurting Kenny! Stop it!"

"Aw, shut up Katie, he hurt his arm and I'm making it better."

"Kevin!" Katie continued to whimper.

"Katie," Kenny looked to his little sister, opening his good arm to suggest she come and hug him, "It's okay. Kevin's helping me."

Katie ran over to Kenny, hugging her brother tight, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. You shouldn't be out here, it's too cold."

"But you're out here," Katie frowned.

Kenny let out one final yelp as Kevin finally fixed his brother's arm, "Y-yeah, well, I say we all go inside."

With that, the three McCormicks entered their home. It was still far too early in the morning for either of their parents to bother waking up, especially condsidering how late into the night they had been drinking. Kenny took it upon himself to make frozen waffles for his siblings as they all warmed up in the dining room.

As Kenny waited for the waffles to pop up, he heard the all-too familiar sound of his cellphone ringing. His cellphone - a gift from Damien - was old, broken, and had fallen in puddles so many times that the ringtone and voices of anyone calling sounded like they were under water themselves, thanks to the remaining water that was still inside the actual cell.

Kenny simply made do with it, and quickly pulled out his cellphone to see who might be calling, always hoping it was a long-distance call from the seventh layer of Hell (which, strangely enough, always displayed as from Alabama). Bebe Stevens' cell number showed on the cracked display screen. With a sigh, Kenny answered.

"Hey Bebe,"

"Hey Ken! Look hun, I know it's not friday, but I was wondering, if you were free today, maybe..."

Kenny perked up a bit. More sex. "Sure, I've got nothing to do."

"Great! My parents are going to be out of the house until five, think you can get over here before then?"

"Fuck yeah, it's only like, nine. I'll be there in an hour tops."

"See you soon."

Kenny shut off his cellphone. Oh, he'd love to run off to Bebe's that second and forget about all his troubles, but he had a family to feed. The blonde stuck around, preparing waffles for both Katie and Kevin. Kenny divided the one for himself in two: Katie and Kevin could share it, so long as he was going to Bebe's he was sure to be able to swipe a bit of her food.

"Gotta run you guys," Kenny announced as his siblings sat down to eat their waffles, "Don't talk too loud and wake Mom or Dad."

"We wont," Kevin's muffled voice reassured as his spoke with a mouth packed full of much waffle. Kenny smiled, quickly throwing on his parka and patting Katie on her head before taking off. Once again, he took that long and slightly shameful walk to Bebe's. The walk always reminded him of what a slut he truly was: If he was being paid for it, it would have made him feel a bit better.

Technically, Kenny knew he was cheating on his boyfriend. However, Kenny also knew that Damien could be watching him from Hell and from previous experiences, Kenny knew very well that when Damien didn't like what he saw, he would send up long-dead serial killers to show Kenny his dislike. Plus, Kenny was quite sure that his Damien was both menancing and handsome enough to get laid plenty in Hell.

However, it wasn't like that at all for Damien, who at that time was in Hell, doing his favorite of all activities: Watching his little boyfriend go about daily tasks. Damien's father - Satan, of course - had felt he was being too generous once he had walked in on his demon boy and Kenny in a rather intimate position. Soon after Kenny left, Satan stopped letting Damien around the dead humans of his choosing.

Damien's only friends, once again, became the little shadow demons that Satan had spawned to work for him and help make Hell such a Hell. Damien didn't mind them and had quite a few demon friends: Carl from Hell's Ice Cream Shop, Dave from down the street, they were all fun. They just lacked human qualities: No feelings or emotions. You couldn't hurt them, nor could you pleasure them. An insult meant nothing to them, and the demons would have utterly no reaction to any tragic death.

But - to Satan's delight - one of the things Damien couldn't do with a demon, was have sex. Demons were meerly shadows, making such an activity physically impossible. Now, Satan wasn't a cruel father, and he did think Damien was definitely old enough for a relationship, and plenty old enough to have lost his virginity.

This only made things more confusing for Damien. Damien had never been told why Kenny got kicked out: His father had always approved of sex and even had told Damien numerous times before the boy had been seeing Kenny that he should try and find someone to fuck.

Satan would bring only the "finest" men and women for his son to "play" with, but to the dark Lord's dissapointment, it never worked out that way. First, Damien got to play with Jeffery Dahmer. Satan found Jeffery the next day in the crowd of new residents of Hell, it turning out that when Dahmer tried to kill Damien to have sex with his organs, Damien used his powers to kill Dahmer.

Satan tried a variety of others, including Hitler and Steve Irwin. Neither worked for Damien. Satan was left confused, and Damien was left missing Kenny even more. That was exactly why every day, Satan could find Damien looking over South Park from his bedroom, watching Kenny's antics.

Damien saw them all. Even if he couldn't be there every second of the day, Damien was there to see when Kenny was with Bebe, when Kenny was experimenting with Kyle and Stan, and even when Kenny would sell his body for money. None of it ever angered Damien and only made his love grow. For one, watching Kenny hot and horny was always a great way to end a day for Damien - it was better than any porn the demon boy could find - and for another, Kenny was never in an actual relationship. Damien knew Kenny had no love for any of the casual fucks.

Damien made sure to watch every night when Kenny went to bed. Sometimes, he saw Kenny jacking off to a picture of the two of them that had been taken during a previous visit of Damien's to Earth, not long after they had started their relationship. Other nights, he would see Kenny go to bed with one of his old t-shirts.

There was times when he would see Ken admiring the tattoo he had gotten, which was when Damien was more than certain Kenny was thinking of him, and then there was the times - they happened once every week or two - when Kenny would cry. Kevin would turn his head and act like he couldn't hear the pitiful whines, but everyone knew.

As Damien sat on his bed, quite turned on as he watched Bebe Stevens' bed banging against the bedroom wall thanks to an always eager Kenny McCormick, he could only think of when they'd be back together: In less than a week, Satan had planned to send Damien down to any high school of the boy's choosing. Damien had only a year left of schooling to be done, and the prince of Darkness finally decided it would be best that Damien got a better idea of what living humans were like and spend said year on Earth.

Of course, Damien had to choose South Park High School, and with such a powerful father, he made sure that every single class he had was with Kenny. He even took home economics, just to be with his silly little blonde boyfriend who had opted to take said course rather than Auto, Wood or even Art shop.

Best of all, Kenny had no idea what was going to come, and Damien was eager to surprise the boy.


To Be Continued.