Author's notes: hey again, long time no see. I think I forgot about this story hehe. But to make it up to you all I have wrote a big ass chapter so with that enjoy…
On the field
"Dude thank God it summer time, caus otherwise we would freeze" Kyle said as they walked down the field. Stan nodded. He saw the three directors a few feet away and there were more bags! They all lined up in there groups. This time Fred stepped forward to speak "now in these bags you will find your weapons"
"Finally" Cartman said
"So will the leaders step forward" Stan and Cartman did as they were told and moved closer to the directors. Cartman grinned at Fred "now" Fred continued "each team gets different types of weapons" all the boy's ears pricked up "these weapons are powerful and can harm people if not used safely" augh not another boring safety speech Stan thought a few others groaned on cue of his thoughts. "This will be team Cartman's weapons" he said as he bent down and ruffled through a bag and pulled out a shotgun and a handgun. "Sweet" Cartman commented others gasped as well. "But these are just dart guns" Fred continued "so they can't kill just knockout"
"What!" Cartman shouted and eyes widened "well what's the point of shooting if I ant kill the god damn Jew!" Kyle grunted, but others complained as well. Fred looked at Cartman "well if you killed someone on public television, it would get bad views and the show would get axed anyway…"
He continued to talking about guns and safety nut Stan stopped listening for three reasons:
1) It was as boring as hell
2) They weren't even his weapons so why the hell should he listen
3) He couldn't get Wendy out of his head!
He glanced back and saw her take in everything she was being told, she was smart and as usual she always listened. He quickly turned back round and acted natural to make sure no-one could see him or get suspicious. After a few minutes, that seemed like forever the speech had finished. There were a few yawns, but that wasn't unexpected, after all it was as boring as hell!
Cartman walked forward and grabbed the bag full of weapons and walked back to his group, who all seemed to move off and pass the weapons around. Someone with a gun was scary but a crazy idiot with a gun was even worse. But Cartman with a gun was what scared him the Stan the most. Dear God. He muttered.
Cartman grabbed two hand guns and tied a holster around his belly and put the guns in them. He did look, totally sweet. Now bitches would have to respect his authoratai! He left the rest on the floor for the other guys to get. "Only one though" he said
"Why?" Clyde asked
"Because I fucking said so, that's why!" he shouted
"B-b-but you hav-ve two?" jimmy asked. Cartman sighed did he have to explain everything to these idiots. "Well, I'm the leader so I have to have more to be powerful and stuff" he then picked up a shotgun. "GAH! Now you have three!" tweek screamed.
"Oi, just respect my authoratai!" he shouted and pointed the shotgun at them; they soon turned away and picked a gun up. Butters a pistol along with tweek and Clyde, jimmy and Timmy had shotguns. His team will defiantly Stan's! And he would shoot Kyle to pieces! Then there would be one less Jew in the world! His great thoughts were interrupted when he saw Wendy bend down and pick up a pistol and put in her holster which was already around her, what the fuck was she doing!? "Oi, what are you doing?" he shouted, she just stared at him blankly "what?" she asked. Did this hoe think there was nothing wrong with what she was doing? "Put the gun back" he said assertively, showing off his authority.
"No" she said flatly. Now he was getting pissed
"Put the gun back, you don't need it"
"Yeah I do"
"No you don't"
"Yes, I can have one if I want one" augh, what was with her!
"No bitch, put the gun down and keep your ass in the kitchen to make me a pot pie!" he shouted, she marched up to him but he held his ground. "No, I will not, I have every right to have a gun just as much as anyone else!"
"But you're a girl" he wined
"So what fatass!" she shouted "I'm a girl who whooped your ass in fourth grade!" augh bitch, that brought back painful memories. He could see her getting angrier by the second and her fists were clenched, he thought she was going to hit him. But then the stupid pony tail guy walked over to them.
"What's up?" he asked
"Nothing, apart from the fact that fact this hoe has a gun!" he stated, was the director stupid? "Don't call me a hoe!" she shouted
"What's wrong with her having a gun?" the director asked. Cartman's mouth opened
"Well obviously caus she's a girl!"
"So" they both said. Cartman couldn't believe what he was hearing, had the world gone mad? "Let her have it"
"No" he whined "I'm the leader"
"And I'm the director, so she keeps it" he said. Who the fuck did he think he is? Showing off his authoratai! Wendy smiled at the hippy but glared at him before walking off. The hippy did the same. "God damn it!" he shouted.
Stan laughed when he heard Cartman, stupid fatass, just because Wendy was a girl didn't mean she couldn't have a gun. He was about to kick his fat ass but Greg walked over; ha he put that stupid asshole in place! He was beginning to like that guy more and more.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Kyle asked
"Just laughing caus Cartman got put in his place by Greg" he answered truthfully, and laughed again and this time Kyle joined in. "yeah I know. At least we have one director on our side" Greg walked back to the centre and smiled at Stan who nodded back, Greg knew it was a thank you and nodded back. Kyle took a step back and joined the other member of his group. Leaving Stan at the front.
"Okay" Fred said "get ready for you weapons" he laughed and ted joined in. Greg shook his head. Oh no, Stan thought, what shit do we have now he thought, probably a stick or something. Fred stopped and bent down and picked something out of the bag. It looked like a stick but was hollow probably 15cm (size of a small ruler)
"What is that?" Craig asked. Fred grinned at him
"Your weapon" he answered
"So how the hell do we use it? Beat them to unconscious?" Kenny said sarcastically
"No it's a blow pipe" Greg interrupted because ted and Fred were in hysterics. "I did warn you about this" he added. Stan smiled, it was the only thing he could do and he also had a funny image of them all attacking Cartman with the sticks "is there anything else?" he asked. Greg thought for a moment and then pulled out a traditional long bow made of oak. "That's better" red said "I can use them"
"How?" Kyle asked
"I had lessons" she replied
"Well duh" Kenny said "what did you think? She was a re-incarnation of an Indian?" the others laughed while Kyle went red. But red glared at Kenny "shut up" she hissed
"Okay calm down guys" Stan said everyone quietened down "thank you, now does everyone know how to use at least one of these things?" they all nodded.
"Yeah" Kevin said "it's like Indiana Jones with those blowpipes" the other boys shuddered. Stan didn't want to remember that painful memory of watching Indiana Jones getting raped. A few of the girls looked confused but they had never seen it. Stan pushed those memories back and grabbed the bags. "Thanks" he said to Greg then walked off to an open space and emptied a bag out. Everyone rushed over to get something. "Any limit on how many we can have?" hadi asked "I mean we all heard Cartman"
"Well I aint fatass" Stan stated "just take what you want but make sure everyone has something, boys and girls" he added. Then they all dived down. He picked up a large bow made of dark oak, which he hung over his shoulder. He also picked up a blow pipe, seeing as there were so many. It could come in handy he thought. "Come on girls, you don't need them, you can always blow on something else" Kenny grinned. The girls looked at him in disgust. Stan smacked him around the head with the pipe. "Looks like it did come in handy" he muttered. A different bag contained arrows and darts for the blowpipe. He grabbed another bag and emptied it, there were belts and arm guards, and he quickly saw a blue flint guard and quickly strapped it on his left arm. The others were just grey and Kyle laughed at him "oh fashionable, you becoming metrosexual again?" he asked Stan just laughed "nahh I like blue" he tied a belt around his trousers, it had a holder for the pipe and a little brown pouch for the darts, they didn't look much but one prick from it and you were out for the count, he then slung a red leather arrow hold over his back which was full of blue arrows, there were other colours but he did like blue. Everything seemed co-ordinated, red leather belt and arrow holder which were the same colour as his head band and blue arrow feathers and armguard even the darts had blue streaks!
He looked around, all the guys had bows and all the girls bar red and hadi had blowpipes because as Milly said "they couldn't be arsed to carry a big bow with them" Greg walked over to them "good to see you all kitted out" he said
"Wasn't as bad as I thought it would be" Kyle said and others nodded
"Yeah, I thought we were going to have sticks or something" Kenny added. Greg walked up to Stan "I also came to give you this" he said and handed Stan a dagger. It was blue flint like his armguard but jagged to make it deadly, it was fitted into a wooden hilt with brown leather strap to hold it in place and for comfort. It looked awesome, and was blue! "You are the leader, and they did have a weapon to show their power" Stan smiled and held it in his hand admiring it. "plus you never know, you might need" he smiled at Stan thanks was all he could say back, the others walked over to see "sweet" Kevin said and the others agreed. Stan then noticed that on his belt there was a holder for the dagger so he sheathed it. Wow this belt had it all. There was even storage space for whatever the hell you wanted! Sweet was an understatement, freakin awesome! That was better. "This is cool" he muttered.
Greg cleared his throat and they all turned around to face him "I have also come here to tell you the rules of the game and how to play"
"Augh rules" Kenny moaned "that's a kill joy!"
"Yeah" token added
"But what so you mean, how to play?" Kyle asked, clearly interested, trust him to want to know everything Stan thought. He looked over and saw ted and Fred talking to the other team, he quickly averted his eyes before he saw Wendy because he didn't want to stare and do the stupid goofy face; so he put his full concentration on to what Greg was saying who seemed to be answering Kyle's question, he tuned out it sounded boring, I'll listen when he gets to the rules he thought…
"Now about the rules…" Stan's ears pricked up "no smoking or drinking alcohol"
"Augh come on were in sixth grade where we gonna get that from!" Kevin said but Greg just shrugged. "I didn't make them up and no sex either" Kenny groaned loudly
"Really?" this time Kyle slapped him around the head lightly
"Come on dude, remember the money" he whispered Kenny nodded and smiled
"You are not allowed to be helped by anyone outside of this game, and you can't communicate with anyone but yourselves" then Stan suddenly remembered
"What about the other team? Can we, like communicate?" he asked
"No stupid were mortal enemies now" Craig stated
Greg shrugged "well, I wouldn't see why you would need to talk or anything…"*cough*Wendy*cough* Kenny and Kyle coughed Stan kicked them and they laughed quietly. Greg saw and smiled "oh, well it's not in the rules so do whatever" Stan nodded "also you have to listen to your leader, he is the boss" Stan smiled evilly and faced his group.
"Yeah, respect ma authoratai!" he shouted in his Cartman voice. They all laughed even Greg. "I do feel sorry for those who have to listen to fatass" Kyle said they all nodded.
"Poor people" Craig muttered
"And finally you are not allowed to leave the game premises" Greg finished
"Where is it anyway?" red asked
"Yeah, how do we even know if we are in or out?" hadi added. Greg grinned
"Follow me, I will show you now and explain more once we get there" he strolled off; Stan and his group ran after him, Kenny and Kyle walked up to Stan. "You got everything?" Stan asked mocking his friend; Kyle nodded "I take it you never!" Stan grinned and shook his head "and your our leader!" they all laughed and Stan play punched him and Kyle yelped "God help us!" Kenny said dramatically. Stan rolled his eyes
"Come on guys have faith! Better me your leader than Cartman!"
"Agreed" they all said in unison.
Ta-dah hope you enjoyed it, please review so I know what you think and with that peace out…
