Chapter 9: The end
Kenny and I lay together my bed. We held hands and stared up at my ceiling were my magical solar system circled around. His free arm was wrapped around me protectively. Tears poured down my face silently. He had just announced that the day was only two days away. Kenny told me I would have to kill him myself because the knife needed magic to enhance it. My head was buried into his side and his shirt was now damp with my tears. My body trembled with every breath I took.
"Please Kenny. You have something to live for. Live for your family, live for the town, live for me," I begged.
"My family can live without me. Karen is nearly old enough to start work and Kevin finally has a stable job. The town has you to protect it. You can move on from me. I don't want to waste this opportunity and find myself being 90 years old with you dead and me all alone forever wishing I had died when I had taken the chance." This caused me to cry more.
"Promise me you'll stay with me every minute until then. When you're gone I don't know how I'll move on," I wept.
"I promise. Don't worry about moving on. This is young love. You'll heal." Kenny's eyes bore sadness I had never seen before. Maybe he was regretting his dissention. I was only kidding myself; I knew he would not change his mind. "Stan and Kyle will come with me too. They wanted to be there for you afterwards," Kenny assured me.
The next few days were full of misery. Kenny had stayed over secretly and guarded over me as I slept. It was finally time for him to say his final goodbyes. My hand covered my mouth and I bit my tongue to keep from voicing my sorrow as we hugged his little sister goodbye and shook his brothers hand firmly. His parents were passed out drunk but he kissed them lightly on the forehead. Kenny took my hand and we waited for Stan and Kyle to arrive at the base of the track as the sun went down. Kyle and Stan were exactly on time. Stan's eyes were puffy and Kyle looked mournful. "Kenny, you don't have to…" Kyle started.
"Don't. I know I do," Kenny interrupted. We started our journey to the highest peak in the mountains; where the sky touched the earth. At one point there was a vertical rock wall that would have been impossible to pass without my powers helping everybody up. We were finally at the place Kenny had told us about. There was luscious green grass everywhere and unseasonly flowers popping up. "This is where immortals go to die. It's a lovely place. It is a touch of heaven on earth," Kenny explained sadly. That was it. I couldn't stop myself from bursting into tears. I tried to hide them though; I didn't want to make Kenny feel worse. The moon was slowly rising overhead, luminating Kenny's unhooded face. He looked so beautiful. Like an angel. It was nearly time. Every moment we spent together flashed before me like a silent movie. The moment I first met him to finding out he was Mysterion. We had taken down Cartman as the Coon numerous times. We had hung out and talked and told each other secrets we wouldn't dare tell others. I loved Kenny McCormick and I was about to lose him forever. Kenny lay down in the sweet meadow amongst the snow-capped mountains. The Baku trembled in my hands. Its sharp blades tempting fate. Kyle and Stan sat at the other side of the small clearing with their heads buried. They didn't understand why he had to die only that he must. I held onto Kenny's hand and tears filled my eyes. They overflowed and trickled down onto him. I bent down slowly with lips quivering. My lips connected with his in a mixture of love and despair. The time was drawing near but I didn't break apart from him. My hands twisted in his hair as I pulled myself closer to him. His response was equally as passionate. When we finally did stop our final kiss I knew it was time. Kenny nodded at me, his eyes dry and unlike my own. I raised the Baku above my head and hesitated. A giant lump formed in my throat and I cried out as I felt my insides being torn apart. I bought the knife down with as much force as I could muster. A gasp escaped Kenny's perfect lips as blood spurted from the wound I had created directly to the heart. "I love you," I whispered. I let out a long howl as Kenny fell completely limp and cold as the snow around the meadow. I didn't let go of Kenny, I couldn't. Stan and Kyle tried to drag me away though they were weeping themselves. I lashed out and bit and kicked them refusing to give Kenny away. This time he wouldn't respawn. I wouldn't see him tomorrow, perfectly new. I let out a shriek of pain as my heart stopped working. It couldn't work when my only true love had been killed by me. There was blood on my hands that would never come off. I could never forgive myself for this, ever.
The years past slowly and every day without Kenny was wretched. I hadn't even realised how true of a love he was. He was my soul mate. I had ended up going to University over in California where I grew up. I was now a doctor with a full-fledged PhD. I had been focused on my studies more than anything. There was no husband or even boyfriend. I had no kids either. It was just me and my job which I was quite good at. I earned enough money now to support a full family by myself. Weekly checks were sent to little Karen and Kevin McCormick to support them. The letters I sent with it specifically mentioned to not show their drunken parents the money. Today was Kenny McCormick's birthday. I had remembered and celebrated it every year. This year however I was going to do something different to moping around my big empty house.
My Ferrari sped along the highway at top speed. I could make it to Colorado in less than an hour at this rate. My hair whipped behind me and my sunglasses prevented bugs from blinding me. The sound of my magnificent car reminded me of how much Kenny liked NASCAR racing. I wish I had been able to take him to see them.
I pulled into the graveyard at South Park to find it dark and desolate. There was nobody around but me. I bent down in front of Kenny's grave and placed my giant bunch of flowers there. His family had just been able to afford a wooden gravestone but I insisted I paid for a marble one once I had started working. I dusted the gravestone down and polished it a bit. Tears filled my eyes as they rolled down my powdered face and into the soil below me.
"Long time, no see," a voice behind me said.
"Sorry, I thought I was alone." I turned to see Kyle standing there, his red hair neatly combed back. He had a woman I had never seen before with him.
"Cassie, this is my wife Iona. My little son is at home," Kyle introduced the woman.
"Where did you meet?" I wiped away the tear sin my eyes.
"At law school. What's your job now?"
"I'm a doctor."
"Where's your family?"
"I don't have a family. It's only me," I mumble.
"Cassie. I know you loved him. He loved you too, so much. You have to move on though. He would have wanted you too."
"I know," I sniffle. "How's everybody else here?" I want to avoid talking about Kenny with others. It hurt to say stuff about him aloud.
"Stan's got a wife and two kids. Butters has a boyfriend and Cartman is in jail again," Kyle summarises.
"That's nice." There's a moments silence while Kyle puts his own flower bunch on the ground.
"Sometimes I can feel as if he's still here. You know, I didn't start getting over him until recently. He appeared to me in a dream and said he forgives us. He wanted this. He's happier and in a better place." Kyle smiles weakly.
"Really?"
"Yeah." I didn't think I could ever truly get over Kenny but I would try. It would be what he wanted. I kissed my hand and pressed it against the grave stone promising to try. I smiled up at Kyle and we walked away together. Kenny's gravestone lay untouched for many years but it was ok. Cassie had finally forgiven herself.
