_All over again­_

Summary: South Park is your average hicktown near the Rocky Mountains of Coldorado. Join Lindsey, Reese, Kyle, Gina, Kenny and the other kids as they go on adventures and much humor ensues. But sometimes, every town has some drama and romance in the air.

A/N: Okay, I'm answering to Brown Eggs and Green Ham, James and Red will be paired maybe in the next chappie, since this chapter is gonna be different. Also I figured out who could be paired with John (Barlow) but you can find out here in this chapter! Enjoy kiddies~!

Chapter Twenty One: Burning hearts and inner demons

Happily walking from school, Tweek was casually drinking his cup of coffee and watching the cars pass by. Saturday was the day when the blond sits and relaxes until the guys come around to play. Nothing could get better than this…until he spotted that John kid and…it can't be!

"O-Ooh Jesus!! GAH!!" He shrieked, making John and the girl with him turn to him. The boy with glasses smiled as he grabbed Sweet's hand and were walking towards the shaking boy. Tweek was panicking and dropped his coffee on the veranda floor.

"Hey Tweek!" The brunette yelled, waving his other hand frantically, but stopped when Tweek screamed and went back in the house. Sweet looked up at her new friend, eyes already watering.

"He…he hates me doesn't he?" The girl whimpered, trying to stop herself from crying even more.

John had enough.

He walked over to the front door, Sweet trailing behind him, and knocked on the door loudly, "Tweek! Open up! I know you're there!"

Inside, Tweek leaned on the door panting, sweat dripped down from his forehead. Placing his hands on both side of his ears, he laid his head on his knees, trying to keep his sanity.

"Why are you hiding!?! What's wrong?!"

"YOU'RE LYING! I DON'T HAVE A SISTER!!"

"She claims to be your sister though, same last name, hair, eyes-"

"GO AWAY! I'LL CALL THE POLICE"

The brown haired boy froze, then glared hard at the door, "Fine then, if you're gonna be like that…" He then turned around to Sweet, "Let's go…"

"To where though John?"

"…To my place…"

At Clyde's house

A blond boy also stood in front of someone's house, but with a different purpose. Placing his hand over to knock at the door, John didn't expect for Clyde to answer the door quickly.

"JR…thank god you're here!" The brunette exclaimed, not noticing his friend's dislike to the nickname, but ignored it anyways.

"So, any news from anyone?" John replied as Clyde ushered him to come in.

"Um, I called Kyle…and he thinks she's with Craig"

"….Well?"

"Well what?"

"Did you call Craig?"

"…."

"You didn't, did you?"

"Uhhhhhh…."

The blond sighed, "Ah, I see…" He then grabbed Clyde and dragged him out, "We're gonna find Craig"

Clyde's mouth dropped, "How?! Craig could be anywhere!"

"Think about it, where would one Craig Tucker be on a bright Saturday morning?"

The brunette thought hard, and smiled, "Starks Pond!"

John grinned, "Exactly,"

Somewhere near Tom's Rhinoplasty

"So, Kyle said you wanted to see me?" Reese walked near where the other red haired girl was, digging her hands into her pockets.

Ivy bit her bottom lip and sighed, "Ree, I need your help on something…"

"Oro?" Reese cocked her head to the side, "Help on what exactly?"

"…I need to ask…are Kyle and Lindsey still together?"

"Ah…I'm sure they are…why?..."

Faking a smile, she shook her head, "Nothing, just happy they're fine again…"

The Jewish girl caught on, but decided to play dumb, "Okay then…oh yeah, I was about to ask…Sparrow told me you wanted to part of…their group?..."

Ivy smiled a bit and nodded, "Yeah I guess, you know, just for one time only"

"Well, since I'm kinda second in command, I guess I could give you a chance…I mean I gave Stan a chance-"

"You and Stan are Goth?"

Reese smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I guess you didn't get that both of us are Goth"

"But…you two don't look Goth…"

"During the day we don't, but at night-"

"Ah, like vampires huh?" Ivy laughed at her own joke, and her fellow red head joined in.

"Ahhh..yeah I never thought of it like that…"

Ivy leaned against the wall, "So anyways…how are things with you and Stan?"

Reese's smile disappeared, as she looked up at the sky "Well it's going great and all…but…."

The single blue streak of hair fell onto one of her electric blue eyes, as Ivy looked at the other girl, "But?"

"I think…Stan doesn't like me the way he says he does…"

"Aw c'mon really?"

"You see, I didn't always like Stan that way," Ivy's head perked up at the tone of her friend's voice, "I've always thought…that maybe I'll end up with Kenny, cuz I really did love him…but then in the 2nd grade, Stan confessed his feelings for me…"

"Ah I see, you think Stan's with you cuz-"

"Kenny loved Gina…and I'm happy for them…"

Ivy's hand reached the back of her head, "So~! Do you really think you have feelings for Stan? Or is it because he's all you've got?"

Reese's eyes then turned dark, "I wouldn't play with Stan like that"

"Just checking…at any case, you should take to Stan about it, if it's troubling you that much," Ivy stood up straight and began walking away.

"Where you going?" Reese hollered, watching Ivy wave a hand up in the air.

"Gonna see what Pagan wants…"

As the snow fell down on her, Reese couldn't help but sigh. Maybe she should talk to Stan about it. As she was about to go home and help Kyle with the chores, she failed to notice that dark blue eyes stared at her with hatred in her eyes. That's when the Jewish girl noticed the snow that was falling down weren't white…they were-

"Black ashes?" She muttered as she held her hand up and watched some ashes fall on the palm of her black fingerless gloves. Before she could move, a figure walked up behind her and clubbed her head with a rusty pipe.

"Think you could get away with it, huh Broflovski?" A sinister laugh echoed in Reese's mind, as she was trying to keep her eyes open long enough to see the perpetrator's face. But sadly, her eyes closed shut, sinking into her subconscious.

Meanwhile

Kyle was happily cleaning the living room, making sure everything was neat and in order.

"Ugh, my sister is right…I am a neat freak," Kyle laughed at himself and continued dusting the bookshelves. Accidentally knocking a photo album on the floor, Kyle placed the duster down on the table and reached for the book, until on photo fell out. The Jew boy picked the photo up and looked at it, only to notice something was wrong with the picture.

"No way…"

He dropped the photo album, as more of that picture scattered on the carpet floor. His arms and legs gave in, as he sunk down to the floor, eyes dilating a bit.

"H-How…how did this happen?!?!"

"It's in your blood, Kyle…"

Kyle shook his head and raised his hands on it, "No! No!"

"Yes! Yes! Give in to your inner demon Kyle…the accident made you this way…."

"Never! It was a mistake! I only did it to prove Cartman wasn't psychic! That's all!"

"Don't lie to yourself…just give in…you know you want to…"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Kyle screamed as tears came rushing down his face, eyes glowing dangerous red.

Kyle Broflovski was no more.

What did Kyle see in the picture? And what's going to happen to him? Who kidnapped Reese? Will Clyde and John find Craig and Gwen? And can John and Sweet find out what's wrong with Tweek? Find out in the next chapter~!

Mura-chan out~!