Chapter Eleven: Not ready

Chapter eleven: Not ready

"Are you sure about this? You can hardly keep yourself up as it is" Kenny rubbed Butters back gently, he didn't understand why he was so adamant about going back into town. Something weird happened about once a week in south park but Kenny doubted people would have just forgotten that he literally stole a patient from the hospital after just a few days,

"I'm p-positive" Something about Butters seemed off, he seemed very determined to get back into town, despite that fact that doing so might send him right back into hysteria and the fact he could hardly move on his own still since his body had been immobile for so long. Still Kenny did not really have the heart to turn him down, after all, it's not like someone could stop them, or they couldn't stop Kenny at least.

Since reaching their little frozen home Kenny had been experimenting with himself, testing his new found ability, it was incredibly easy to heal almost any wound and he discovered if he actually focused on the act of healing he could trigger it to work even faster. When he took his hand and rammed it into a nail protruding from the side of his and Butters mountain cabin it had healed completely in five seconds when he was focusing on it and 8 when he did it again and ignored it to the best of his ability,

He had also scraped and cut himself, burned himself with his lighter, stood outside naked in the snow and cold, and he was starting to contemplate going out in a lightning storm holding a copper rod, though Butters kept telling him not to push it Kenny honestly felt almost invincible.

Still he had a lot more on his mind at the moment then how he was more like deadpool than ever before. "Butters could you please at least tell me why you want to go back so quickly? I attacked a hospital and it's not like you could go back to school in your condition" Kenny says as he puts his hands on Butters shoulders, he still felt so frail and thin, it hurt Kenny's heart to see him looking so weak.

Butters looked down, avoiding Kenny's gaze completely, like he did every single time Kenny asked why he wanted to go, or what had happened at the hospital. Kenny knew something had to have happened, but for the life of him, without Butters help he could not find out what. Of course he always got the same answer, Butters would say he couldn't remember what happened in the hospital and that he just wanted to live as normally as possible.

It wasn't a lie, Kenny could tell that much but he was positive Butter's wasn't telling the complete truth either, It hurt a little that Butters did not seem to trust him, but he did trust Butters and he loved him more than he could put into words so he would always just nod and accept Butters word, vowing mentally to do everything he could for him.

"I've told you Kenny, I-i just … I w-want to be … I w-want to be n-normal … P-please can we t-t-try?" Kenny looked into Butters baby blue eyes and sighed softly with a nod, he just couldn't say no anymore, no matter how much he wanted too, for both his own and Butters safety.

There was little to nothing to pack to bring with them, which was good because Butters was nowhere near strong enough to climb down a mountain so Kenny had to carry him on his back as he walked and carefully hiked down the long winding path of least resistance, the trip alone would took a few hours.

Not even halfway down the mountain Butters asked to take a rest, Kenny almost laughed since the smaller blonde had done little more then ride on his back, still he did stop, after all he was pretty tired himself, Butters was light but Kenny wasn't really the strongest man in the world, nor was he running on adrenaline. Sitting down with his back to a tree, Kenny let Butters rest his head on his shoulder; gently stroking the meeker boys hair with one hand and pulling out his phone to find he had a few messages from Kyle.

Reading the messages it took a moment for what Kyle had told him to sink in so he had to re-read them all twice before he shook butters a little bit. "H-huh, what is it?" Without saying a word Kenny passed his phone to the younger blonde to read over. The process was a bit slow going with butters reading a bit slower and his need to re-read them too but he understood what Kenny was showing him.

"...S-so … A-are we going-"

"Yes"

"...W-will you be-"

"No, I promise I'll be okay with it, it's for your sake so it will be okay"

"...Okay" Kenny went back to gently stroking Butter hair, letting him rest a bit more as his mind went over what they had learned. It was going to be a bit of a pain in the ass, but if what Kyle had said was true then Craig was Butters best bet to being normal again, at least as normal as he could be.

After another ten minute rest Kenny picked butters back up and moved with more purpose, letting his mind get lost in the winter scenery of the mountain range, the tall snow covered trees, the gentle slope down the rocky hiking trail, the twitching blonde kid a few feet away … Kenny stopped and whipped his head around so fast he almost gave himself whiplash.

"Kenny… Wh-what's wrong?" Butters asked as he looked over to see where Kenny was looking, Kenny meanwhile took a few more moments to look over the vacant area, not seeing anything unnatural, not even a set of footprints in the snow, though he could have sworn there had been a kid with long unrule blonde hair about ten feet away.

"I guess … It was nothing" Kenny said gently before he went back to hiking down the trail, though he kept his eyes open, watching vigilantly through the trees and behind himself however he did not see the blonde boy again and by the time he finally reached the end of the trail, with Butters asleep on his back, and was now only a short walk from town he finally decided it had been nothing.

However out of curiosity he sighed and turned to look back one more time. As soon as he turned around he came face to face with the boy he had seen again, and something felt strange, there was a pressure in his chest and he couldn't breath. Suddenly blood poured from his mouth and he looked down to see an iron rod protruding from his chest.

Kenny couldn't help but think "This shouldn't be too bad, I can heal this easily … Right … wh-why arnt I healing? D-do i need to take the rod out first?" However as his mind was working slowly for some reason and he reached for the rod he felt something hard collide with the side of his head and his vision went black.

He couldn't have been out for very long, the sky looked the same as it had before, but something felt wrong, other than the cold numbing sensation on the right side of his body anyway. Something was missing … "Butters!" Kenny shot up and instantly regretted it letting out a cry as his chest spasumed with pain, the rod was still inside him and it looked like his body had tried to heal around it while he had been knocked out.

"Wh-who the fuck was that guy!? Why did he take Butters!? Where the fuck did he go!?" Kenny said to himself looking around almost frantically, trying to spot whoever it had been, but there wasn't a trace of either blonde anywhere around, like before there was not even a set of footprints.

Letting out a sound very close to a growl Kenny went to move again but yelled and then looked down, seething and glaring at the pole inside him as he reached down and held it firmly wincing as he applied pulling pressure, but remembering the boys face as best he could Kenny screamed and ripped the pole out of his body, seeing the end of it had been carefully sharpened and crafted into a point, whoever had stabbed him, had taken at least a whole day or longer getting it ready.

Falling to the ground again Kenny panted, feeling his chest burn and throb as his healing took effect, with the object gone he could heal properly again, though even after a half hour he was still coughing up blood and to make it worse he had no idea at all what direction to run in to even start looking for Butters.

How could that guy … That kid! Make no tracks? It wasn't normal, then Kenny remembered, he wasn't exactly normal either. Gritting his teeth he realized someone else who had been effected like the rest of them had been must have done it somehow, Many ideas of what the kid could possibly do raced through his mind, but he knew better than to dwell on it, after all no matter what he could do, even if his 'power' was to blow up shit with his mind, it wouldn't stop Kenny.

Still, he knew he had to think logically for a moment, if he went off running in a random direction to try and find Butters, the odds were more then likely he would never see him again. He had to act fast so he got up, took out his phone and speed dialed Kyle who thankfully picked up after only two rings, Kenny spoke quickly and clearly before Kyle even had a chance to ask what was up.

"Kyle, whatever your doing right now, fuck that shit, we have an emergency"

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My apologies that this chapter is a bit more rushed then the others, probably not as spell checked or good flowing, but I'm writeing on a bit of a tight schedual. I promise the next chapters (after I get back from family holiday) will be better.

Let me know if you want any other charecter perspectives by the way.