"I'm sorry for getting you all into this," Penny sighed. Tears began to run down her face.

"It's not all your fault," Kyle assured her. "We're in this together, remember?"

"But now we're going to die," she replied. She held onto Kyle's hand. "He said fifteen minutes. And it probably won't be a quick death."

"We're going to get out of this," Kenny said. "You guys won't die on my watch. We just need a way out."

"Everything's locked," Kyle said. "We'll just have to hope for a miracle."

"Cartman, are you crying?" Kenny questioned, looking over at him as he sniffled.

"No, I'm not crying, you poor sh*t! I...just got something in my eye..."

"You know, Cartman, I just want you to know," Kyle said. "If we don't make it through this, you should know that I still hate you."

"Hate you too," he said, a small grin on his face. Penny faced the wall and began to mumble something.

"I'll distract him when he comes, okay?" Kenny said. "I want you guys to escape."

"Kenny, he'll kill you!" Kyle cried.

"That's a chance I'm willing to take. Just trust me, I'll be fine, okay?"

"John 3:16, For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life," Penny recited to herself, her voice shaking. "Romans 10:9, That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. Isaiah 41:10, So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."

"Dude," Kyle said. "Are you alright?"

"Habakkuk 3:17, Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior. Psalm 51:5, Before we did anything, we were sinful because sin is our nature—sinful is who we are."

"Penny?"

She began to speak faster but slightly quieter.

"Psalm 115:1, Not to us, Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness..."

"She's gone insane," Cartman said. "We might as well kill her before she turns on us."

"God damn it, Cartman-"

"Guys, shh, do you hear that?" Kenny whispered. They could hear footsteps heading their way, which only made Penny recite more bible verses and Cartman cry more. A loud thud was heard and then the entrance to the attic began to open very slowly. The four children instinctively held hands.

But instead of Penny's father, it was Stan dressed as Toolshed, his superhero alter ego. He was holding a baseball bat in one hand.

"Stan!" Kyle cried happily, tears in his eyes. "How did-"

"Guys, we need to get out of here. I think I only knocked him out," Stan said. "We'll finish him off later. For now, we need to prepare to take him down. We'll need to hurry out though, because his son's in the next room."

Stan led Kenny, Kyle, Penny, and Cartman downstairs where Penny's father lay unconscious on the floor. Penny walked into her room and came out with Checkers, a black, white and brown guinea pig.

"Where's the rest of Coon and friends?" Kyle asked.

"Their parents don't want them out with a mass murderer on the loose. For now, it's just us. But I think we'll be okay. Is...Taylor going to join Coon and friends?" Stan asked, very confused as to why "Taylor" wasn't a boy.

"It's Penny, and I don't think we have a choice. We need all the help we can get," Kyle said. They walked out the front door and Penny put Checkers onto her shoulder. It was cloudy out and the sun was almost down. "Penny, do you want to join Coon and Friends?"

"Don't let her join!" Cartman complained. "Coon and friends is for boys! We can't have a-"

"Cartman, you're not even in Coon and Friends anymore, remember?" Stan said. "But we still need to work together."

"So wouldn't that make us 'Coon and Coon and Friends'?" Kenny asked.

"Yeah. You guys need your costumes though. Meet me at the base in a half hour," Stan said. He turned and began to walk towards his house. Everyone else walked in the opposite direction of him. Kyle and Penny headed to his house, Kenny to his, and Cartman to his. Kyle ignored the police tape as he approached his house and walked in alongside Penny. The house was so empty and dark, it was enough to give him the chills.

Kyle and Penny went up to his room. He pulled his Human Kite costume from his closet, which was a bit wrinkled since he hadn't worn it in months.

"Penny, you need a costume," he said, looking for more items in his closet. "Anything in mind?"

Penny, too began to search. She pulled out a gray bandana and a black long-sleeved shirt.

"I can start with this. Do you have any sewing material?"

"Sure," he said, going into his parents' room and getting needles, thread, scissors, and material. She began to cut and sew her costume.

"So, what's your superhero?" she asked.

"I'm Human Kite, so I can fly and shoot lasers from my eyes." he said.

Many moments later, she had sewn a dark blue and gray skirt and taken a belt and attached a small but very sharp knife from the kitchen to it. She put on the long-sleeved shirt, bandana and her skirt and put on some of his mom's eyeliner. She put her hair down and used her bangs to cover the bandages around her head. She placed a felt cape on Checkers and put him onto her shoulder.

"Okay, let's go," she grinned. He had already put his costume on as well. "Everyone's waiting for us."

The walked down the dark snowy streets of South Park and arrived at Cartman's house where he, Stan, and Kenny were fully in costume playing "Apples to Apples" in the basement.(Cartman, being the judge.)

"Oh, cool, you're here," Stan said. "So, Penny, what's your hero name?"

"I'm Invisigirl! I have the power to become or make other people and things invisible."

"Good. Okay, I've convinced Clyde and Token to sneak out so they should be here soon. Wanna play Apples to Apples?" Stan suggested.

"Wait, I want to know more about your superpowers!" Penny insisted.

"Well I have power over tools, Coon is a douchebag, and Kenny can't die," Kyle said.

"AYE!" Cartman whined.

"Oh, I see! Not dying, I should have picked that," Penny said.

"I REALLY can't die though," Kenny responded. "It's not an imaginary power."

"Oh, okay. My power's not imaginary either," she grinned. She put Checkers in her lap. "Oh, and this is my sidekick, Doctor Chess. He likes cabbage and he can-"

"I'm not joking," Kenny said. He became frustrated and let out a sigh. "You're just like everyone else. I knew you wouldn't believe me."

"I'm sorry, Ken?"

"N-never mind," Kenny said. He turned back to the game. "Is it my turn to put down a card?"

There was a sudden knock at the door. Stan went upstairs and answered it and Clyde and Token stood there in costume.

"Hey, you made it," Stan said. He closed the door walked downstairs, pushing the game aside. Everyone sat in a circle at the table.

"Okay," Cartman said. "So as you guys know there's some douche trying to kill everyone in South Park..."

"You're not in Coon and Friends. Why are you here?" Token asked.

"Because, Token, we have to work together or something gay like that. Anyway, as I was saying, we're going to have to take him down and make sure he doesn't kill anyone else that I don't hate. So tomorrow, we're going to send him to a decoy house and meet him there where we'll kick his ass!" Cartman said, laughing.

"Sounds like a plan," Stan said. "But he'll be armed."

"So will we."

"Okay," Kyle said as Penny stood up and walked upstairs. "Where's the decoy house?"

"On 23rd street," Eric replied. "He won't know what's coming."

"Why are you coming up with the plans?" Craig asked.

"Because it's a good god damned plan!"

It seemed things were finally going well. But if there's one thing these kids haven't learned, it's to expect the unexpected.

That last line. LOL!

Anyway, hippity hoppity skilly review.

Requests wanted. Any requests probably won't be done until at least chapter 13, depending on what it is because I have...plans for chapter 12. Maybe. LOL! G'night, guys!