Breathe in, Breath out, the wonderful smell of ! XD I finally finished two more chapters and finally got a chance to get on the computer! I swear I need a laptop so flippin' badly! So without further adieu, I don't own South Park (be thankful) & any similarities that Betty Daniels has to any one (living or dead) is a freak accident and I apologize.
After what felt like hours of struggling, I finished tying up the unconscious robber to the street light pole. There! I put the gun and sacks of money beside him. Just in time, too. I heard the police sirens and saw the flashing red and blue lights. I slipped into the shadows and disappeared of all the times Betty had to be bed ridden! Tonight showed me how much I'm used to having Night Ray as my partner. Maybe I rely on her too much. Small fry like this used to be a cake walk for me. This felt like the most exhausting thing I had to do! The whole time I was chasing that guy, I was thinking things like, 'If Betty were here, she could do this!' or 'If Night Ray were here, she would do that!' So on and so forth. I found a drain pipe and climbed up onto the roof. The stars were out tonight, and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. Every little thing is gonna remind me of Betty tonight, isn't it? I let out a weary sigh as I listened to the police sirens fade into the distance. My mind wandered back to the visit me and the guys paid Betty. I remembered when the guys told Bet that I tried to save her. Tried. And Failed. I, Kenny McCormick, a.k.a. Mysterion, couldn't save the one person most important to me from public humiliation. Again! Some hero I am. Henh. Screw that! Some friend I am!
I confided in the guys on our way home. They tried to tell me that I tried my best, and that I was the one who found her in the first place; but I couldn't forget that I could've prevented it all had I just put two and two together! The signs were all there! First day she was here, all the girls swarmed her. The next day, Wendy just happened to have her locker combination. Then, the one day Bet doesn't come to school, they start hanging around her locker for some unknown reason. Plus now that I think about it, they were always in the background. Sneering and whispering at her. Their motive was obviously jealousy. She so much looser around us. And all the guys like her more than them. Okay, almost. Douche bag Craig! And thanks to Kyle's . . . speech skills? Is that the word? Anyway, all in all, if it weren't for Ky then those chicks wouldn't give an ounce of sympathy towards her. Well, excluding Wendy anyway. I don't know if BeBe is with her or not. I know she had joined the search party for a while, but I also know how close they are. There's a good chance she flaked, just like Cartman did. But at the same time, they seemed to be on bad terms today. How do I figure that? 'Cause Wendy was all by herself today. No one talked her. Not once. I wonder how much of a blow this is to her ego. I wonder what she'll do on Monday when Betty comes back. What'll Betty do?
I smiled as this morning's events flashed through my mind. She called this place home. Despite all the crap she had to put up with, she feels at home here. Judging by what she told me, she's never felt that before. She used to have to always be on her guard. But over the past few months, she's really let her walls come down. No wonder she wanted to cry. It must have felt like a weight lifting off her shoulders. Her small, slender shoulders. They were shaking against the resistance of her tears. I hope that on the day she does let them fall, I'll be there to help her to get through it. I sat on a ledge near-by and propped my elbow on my knee; my chin in my hand. I closed my eyes and let my mind be filled with Betty. Betty's sparkling eyes; Betty's tinkling laugh; Betty's ever-present blush; Betty's precious attitude; . . .Betty's lips. My stomach churned with embarrassment when I realized how close we came to kissing the other night. I never knew how much I wanted to 'til then.
"That idiot's wretch has tainted you." Yeah . . . wait, what? My eyes snapped open. Everything was black; and it was as hot as the very fires of Hell. I'd know, I've been there. A humanoid figure giving off a peachy glow came walking toward me. "The cheat! He sicced his child on you before I could even locate you!" he growled. "But don't you worry! I will bring you back to the mountains, and I will erase all those petty feelings that witch has inflicted on you! Then you can fulfill the prophecy!" Mountains? Witch? Prophecy? What the heck is goin' on here! "What the heck is goin' on here? I demand an answer!" I growled.
"All will be revealed once you come into the mountains, my son." Again with the mountains! "Just where do you get off calling me your son, anyway?" I spat. "And how about you're going to answer my questions first before I follow you anywhere with you, you perverted freak!" Seriously! It's like a sick version of 'get in my van and I'll give you a lollipop!' The glowing man grimaced in frustration. "There is no time for this, my son!" One of that ignorant fool's minions might come at any given moment! We must leave! Now!" I glared daggers at him. "What minions?" I snarled back. He chuckled at me. "They're called Puraus; however you seem to refer to them as 'bird-things.'" My eyes widened with shock. Those things belonged to that guy's enemy? Well, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or so the saying goes. But wait! "So if those creatures belong to . . . whoever you've got beef with . . . then who owns that thing that got splattered all over the pavement then came back to life?" The peach colored man threw his head back in understanding. "Ah, yes. Those are called Eternatura. And they belong to me. That witch certainly did a number on that one. She prevented me from retrieving you that night! I will certainly get her for that, make no mistake." My body went numb and my blood turned cold. It's Betty! 'I will erase all those petty feelings that witch has inflicted on you!' He's gonna make me forget Betty!
The shimmering em effer reached a hand out for me to take. "Come, my son. I will take you to the mountain. We will purge you of those corrupted emotions, and you will show that fool that purity is nothing but a joke compared to longevity!" I slapped his hand away with all the force I could muster. He hissed and recoiled, holding his hand to his chest. "My child, what is the meaning of this?" he demanded. I spat at his feet. "Not only have you insulted Betty," I hissed. "You also want to hurt her! I WON'T LET YOU!" I lunged at him with a war cry aiming to bash his face in.
So it surprised me when I face planted into the concrete rooftop that suddenly reappeared along with the rest of South Park instead.
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It's Saturday night, and I'm retelling my story to Night Ray. Well, not all of it. I don't want her to know that Mysterion lost his cool over her. Again. "Are you serious?" she asked me once I finished my tale. I nodded solemnly. "And you're absolutely sure he said purity and longevity?" she asked. I blinked at her. "Yeah, why?" She grabbed my sleeve and pulled me up to my feet. "Can you get us to the library?" she murmured. What in the world is she up to?
After roof-hopping for a while, we finally made it to the library. "Why do you wanna go here, Night Ray?" I asked her. She said nothing as she flipped the latch and opened the sky light. She jumped down onto a bookshelf below her and I followed suit. I chased after her as she ran down to the end. She jumped off nimbly and gracefully landed on the floor. Like a true gymnast. I can't help but smile as the thought flashes through my mind. I hopped down myself and followed her over to the computers. She was wrapping her hands up in her cape and awkwardly typing in words. "Night Ray, this is getting kinda old. What in the world are you looking—" "FOUND IT!" she cried. I huffed irritated. I don't like being left out of the loop. "Found what?" She gave me a look that sent chills down my spine. "The myth called 'Purity or Longevity.'"
OOO! You finally get to read the real version of my myth next! XD I really do hope I got a good grade on it. My English teacher never told me what I made. Ah well. I didn't write it for her. Even though she's the one who told me to write it in the first place. 0_o Please feel free to review! ^3^