Hey guys! Welcome to the tenth chapter of "South Rain"! In the last chapter, we experienced a bit of Kenny's past and current drug issues, as well as his first day at work in the South Park Police Department. We also saw Kyle being questioned by Clyde Donovan, Lieutenant Craig Tucker, and Kenny about where Ike went, and possibly saw the beginnings of a new friendship between Kyle and Kenny. In this chapter, we are going to be in Cartman's P.O.V. and in the next chapter, we are introducing the final main character to our story! I was planning on writing more chapters this past weekend, but of course studying for final exams and stuff HAD to get in the way. About early June-ish time, I will be able to upload chapters daily like I promised. I am so sorry about all of the delays! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
NOTE: I do not own "South Park" or "Heavy Rain".
Warning: Cartman is going to be racist (like always), and there will be violence (Because it's unlikely we'll have a chapter in Cartman's P.O.V. without some kind of fight. Goddamn Cartman...)
Tuesday, 9:52 p.m., 1.394 inches
Eric's P.O.V.
I push open the glass door and step inside of the shop. It had taken me fucking forever to find this tiny store. After about three hours of driving around South Park, I'd finally located the small shop just to talk to some guy named Token Black. Apparently, his son was the most recent victim of the Origami Killer. I walk over to the small, green counter as a man behind it turns around and says "Good evening. How can I help you, sir?" "This guy is definitely a minoritah," I think as I stare at the man and eventually answer "You've gotta be Token Black. Am I right? Of course I am." The man looks at me, astonished, and eventually stammers out "Y-yes, that's me. W-who are you, s-sir?" I smirk as I reply "I am Eric Cartman, the coolest private detective evah. No detective has ever been as kewl as me." "Nice to meet you, Mr. Cartman," Token says "Is there anything I can do for you?" I continue to smirk as I say "I'd like to talk to you about someone you might have known. Does the name Tweek mean anything to you?" Token looked at me, shocked, as tears boiled up in his eyes. I notice his hurt expression and say "Ah, it appears that you knew him. Well, I'm investigating this here Origami Killer case, and I'd like to ask you a few questions about this Tweeky boy of yours." Token keeps a poker face as he answers "My son is dead, Mr. Cartman. I have nothing else to say."
"Goddamn minoritahs and their disobedience..." I think as I say "Look, another kid just got kidnapped by the Origami Killer. If you have any information that could help this case, we could save this boy's life." Token's eyes turn from calm to furious in an instant. He seems to calm himself down silently and manages to still keep the poker face as he says "My son is dead. Nobody lifted a finger... to stop it. And now you... you expect me to help you? Mr. Cartman, I don't want to speak to you anymore. Please either buy something or leave my store." His voice cracks just the smallest bit at his last sentence. Token looks back down at the counter and places his hands on it, staring at them sadly. I sigh and tell him "Look, Mr. Black, I know what it is like to lose a loved one." Token continues to stare at his hands, ignoring me either on purpose or lost in his thoughts. I try to persist him, saying that he could help stop the Origami Killer for good, but he countered that he couldn't save his own son and how could he save someone else's?
"I FUCKING GIVE UP WITH THIS ASSHOLE!" I mentally scream as I step back from the counter to leave, and then go back to it. "By the way, do you sell inhalers?" I ask the man. "I'm all out and you did mention that I should buy something or leave." Token nods and points towards the back of the shop. I walk over to where he pointed, take an inhaler from off the shelf, and as I step back, I hear the door open again. "Good evening, sir," I hear Token say to the person who I assume is a dude. I hear footsteps walk towards the counter as Token says "Are you looking for something, sir?" I suddenly hear a deep voice say "Give me what you've got in the register, now!" and hear a familiar click, which I know is the click of a gun. "Don't fucking try anything, asshole!" the voice says. I slowly walk in the back of the store and see a man with curly, brown hair pointing a gun towards Token. The man pointing the gun looks strangely familiar, but I can't recognize him just by looking at the back of his head. "Open the register now, you dumb fuck!" the man says, aiming his gun straight at Token's head. Token sees me over the man's shoulder and mouths "Help me, please." I can't help but notice that moments before, Token was claiming that because he couldn't save his own son meant that he couldn't save anyone else. I couldn't save my loved one, so by this logic I shouldn't be able to save Token. Token keeps his hands raised in the air and bows his head. The man shoots Token in the chest, and I watch the brunette man as he turns around, and for a split second, I see his face, which is covered in blue face paint. I realize who this guy is. "M-mel Gibson..." I whisper, in awe of my favorite actor. He sees me, spits on the ground, and exits the store.
I hurry towards the counter of the store, where Token is lying behind it, blood streaming out of his chest. "Tweek, my son, here comes Daddy," Token says, looking towards the ceiling blankly. "I'm so sorry," I admit, watching the poor father struggle to survive. Token finally whispers "I wish I had lived... long enough... to look into the eyes... of the man... who killed... my Tweek...", and breathes his last. I leave Token's body behind the counter, open the glass door, and close it behind me. I open my car door, step inside, and close it. As I sit there for a minute, there is a feeling in my chest that I've never felt before. And one that I've hated for nearly all of my life.
Guilt. And regret.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! We finally came across the first FATALITY! (I am so sorry, I just had to use that joke.) Yes, Mel Gibson is the asshole who killed Token. I figured "Why not have a psychopath replace Andrew?" and this is what my brain came up with. No, I am not trying to offend the REAL Mel Gibson, I am only making fun of the Mel Gibson that "South Park" portrays in the episode "The Passion of the Jew". In the next chapter, we will meet the fourth and final main character! Yes, I am keeping it as a secret until tomorrow's chapter, because I am a total bitch like that. Anyways, I have really been loving writing fanfiction for you guys and I have decided that along with "South Rain", I'd like to write another fanfiction on the side! I have a few ideas, and I will write the one you guys like most. I will definitely write them all at one point, but here they are:
1. South Park Facebook (What would it be like if everyone from South Park got a Facebook account? What would they post?)
2. South Park Truth or Dare (The kids from South Park play Truth or Dare! :D )
3. South Park Oneshots (Random oneshots of different couples, such as Style, Creek, Tyde, Candy, Bunny, etc.)
Anyways, let me know which one you'd like to see first, and I'll make it happen asap! I hope you all are enjoying this fanfiction as much as I am writing it, and let me know in the reviews any suggestions you've got for the story or for others, as I really would love to write more than one thing per day. (The only way to get better at doing something is practice, yes?) Anyways, I hope you all have a great day/morning/afternoon/night and I will see you all tomorrow with a new chapter!