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Terrance Mephesto soared over the battlefield surrounding the Airport Hilton using his helicopter-backpack, raining death from above.
Bombs were fired from his rocket launcher, spiraling through the air and impacting with the ground near pockets of Ginger Kids, igniting vicious explosions that sent members of the terrorist group flying. Their scorched bodies tumbled and crashed onto the ground, bits of clothing and hair caught aflame.
Fiery explosions erupted from the windows of the hotel as the bombs were fired at the gunners. The gingers commandeering the guns and rocket launchers were thrown back as they were bombarded by the flying missiles. Entire sections of the airport billowed with pitch black smoke.
Within the hotel, Scott Tenorman limped as fast as he could down the hallways. Even in his injured state, he attempted to block his younger underlings as they fled from the destruction. "What are you doing, you idiots?!" He shouted, grabbing one ginger boy and slinging him back, preventing him from reaching the exit. "Stay and fight!"
"But boss, things are getting out of hand!" One ginger girl protested. "We didn't prepare for this kind of resistance!"
"What kind of minions are you?!" Scott Tenorman shouted, raising a threatening fist towards his underlings. "I didn't hire you to run from a bunch of 4th Graders!"
"We're 4th Graders!" One boy retorted.
Scott growled in frustration and swatted one of his minions to the side. "Fine, do whatever you want!" He shouted at them. "I don't need you. I have something else in store."
As the Ginger Kids took the opportunity to run, Scott temporarily blocked one of his lieutenants. "Hey, did you guys bring the thing?" He asked, rubbing his hands together gleefully.
"Yes, boss," The lieutenant replied. "It's in the lower levels."
"Good!" Scott shouted, shoving his lieutenant aside. "That's all I need." With that, he continued hobbling quickly to reach the lower levels.
"Just you wait, brother," He sneered, a delirious grin on his face. "I'll show you that revenge is a dish. Best served chili."
After arriving at the second floor, Craig had exited the elevator and rushed down the hallway towards the Sunset Room, his heart filled with worry.
He couldn't believe he had just left Tweek and his family alone with those monsters. More than that, he couldn't believe they'd thrown him away, sacrificing themselves just to buy him time.
Go on, Craig, his dad had called to him. We can handle these guys.
Had they really loved him so much, that ensuring that he rescued his friends overrode their own safety? He knew he'd had a rocky relationship with his parents and sister, so much that he'd took their familial bond for granted.
Do you really only care about Tweek and your guinea pig? Tricia had asked him, just before they'd entered the belly of the beast.
No. No he didn't. He only wished he'd said that when he had the chance. He only took comfort knowing that Wonder Tweek was with them. While his concern didn't fade, he was confident that with his boyfriend protecting them, his family would be safe.
Suddenly, he froze in his tracks. At the end of the hallway, a silhouette appeared from behind the corner. As he watched, a ginger boy, a crowbar in his hand, appeared at the end of the hallway.
At first, the boy didn't seem to notice him. But as he stood still, petrified, the boy slowly turned his head until their eyes met. The moment they did, the ginger boy's eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth angrily, causing Craig to step backwards.
Letting out an angry cry, the boy charged.
For a moment, Craig felt his heart drop into his stomach. He was instantly reminded that these were the same kids that had taken South Park to the brink more than once. He himself had nearly lost his life to them, along with nearly all of his schoolmates.
But then he remembered why he was here. He was here to rescue Coon and Friends. He wouldn't let one redhead with a crowbar hinder him.
The ginger boy was inches away now. Growling, he swung the crowbar towards Craig's head, but the dark-haired boy was ready. Ducking under the swing, Craig punched the boy in the gut, causing him do double over in pain. The crowbar dropped onto the ground.
Grabbing the boy by the hair, Craig hurled him into the wall before continuing on his way. However, the boy wasn't finished yet. Grabbing the crowbar, he hurled it towards the back of Craig's head, the force of the blow knocking Craig onto his face.
Groaning, Craig slowly got to his knees. As he did, the ginger boy pounced onto his back, taking the crowbar and pressing it against his neck. Craig let out choked gags as the boy strangled the life out of him.
With a growl, Craig threw his head back, striking the boy in the nose and causing him to drop the crowbar. He stumbled backwards, clutching his bleeding nose, while Craig collapsed onto his hands and feet, rubbing his sore neck. As he did, he noticed the crowbar lying before him.
Behind him, the boy removed his hands from his nose and stared at the blood on his palms. Clenching his bloodied fists, he looked up at Craig and shouted, "You're gonna pay for-"
He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence. Before he could react, Craig whirled around and struck him in the face with the crowbar. The force of the blow caused the boy to spin around before noiselessly collapsing onto the ground, unconscious.
Craig breathed heavily, letting the crowbar slip from his fingers as he stared at his downed opponent.
He did it. And he didn't even need to be Super Craig to do it.
Turning to stare down the hallway, Craig narrowed his eyes. He had a mission to complete.
And he wouldn't let anyone stop him.
Coon and Friends let out a collective shout as the sound of another explosion rung through their ears.
"What the Hell is going on out there?" Toolshed wondered aloud, his hands tightening around the cage bars. With each explosion, the cage would swing back and forth, threatening to send its occupants tumbling.
On the ground, the Lead Ginger continued to speak into his walkie-talkie. "Boss, hello?" He said, a worried tone in his voice. "Boss, come in? Come in?"
It was no use. He got no reply.
"Ha!" The Coon taunted from within his cage. "Looks like your boss has fled with his tail between his legs!"
The Lead Gingers seethed and signaled towards one of his underlings. The ginger boy pointed the chili-filled water gun up at the Coon, who immediately recoiled, shielding his eyes.
"Hey!"
Immediately, all eyes turned to the source of the shout. Within the cage, the members of Coon and Friends' eyes widened in shock when they saw who was standing at the entrance of the Sunset Room.
"Super Craig!" They all shouted in unison.
"Just Craig," Craig corrected, his voice flat and empty. "Do you see an 'S' on my jacket?"
The Lead Ginger humphed. "All I see is a dead body," He sneered, then turned to the other gingers. "Get 'em!"
Two gingers rushed towards the intruder, water guns in their hands. Taking aim, the two fired a stream of hot chili sauce at Craig, striking him dead-center in the chest.
"Craig!" Toolshed shouted in horror as his friend was shot. "No!"
Craig simply stood still, the chili sauce splashing harmlessly against his jacket. Then, he casually strode forward, even as the gingers continued to spray him with the sauce.
"Uh, boss?" One of the gingers said as Craig approached. "The sauce isn't working. Help u-" Before he could finish the sentence, Craig swatted the water gun out of his hand. Taking two fingers, he then poked the boy in the eyes, eliciting a scream of pain from the ginger and causing him to stumble backwards, clutching his burning eyes.
Craig then turned to the other ginger, who was trembling in his pants. Eventually, he dropped the water gun and threw a half-hearted punch that Craig effortlessly caught in his own hand. Craig then tightened his grip on the boy's wrist, causing him to scream and futilely try to wrench his hand out of Craig's iron-like hold.
Eventually, Craig released the boy, who collapsed onto the ground, clutching his numb hand, and turned towards the Lead Ginger, who backed away, intimidated.
"Uh, uh, uh!" The Lead Ginger said, raising a finger. "Don't take one step closer!" Whipping out a small gun, he aimed it up at the rope attached to the cage holding Coon and Friends.
"If you take one step nearer, I'll shoot the rope and drop that cage and all your friends into the lava!" The Lead Ginger threatened.
To his confusion, Craig simply shrugged. "Go ahead," He replied in an uncaring tone. "You think I care about those assholes?"
Inside the cage, the members of Coon and Friends gasped. "Craig?" The Coon said, stunned.
The Lead Ginger looked just as dumbfounded. "R-Really?" He asked. "You're just gonna let me kill them?"
"If you do, you have no hostages," Craig pointed out. "Which you means you have no leverage over this town. Which then means there'll be nothing stopping me from pounding you senseless." As he spoke, he unflinchingly walked closer towards the Lead Ginger.
The Lead Ginger opened his mouth to reply, only for Craig to cut him off with, "And before you ask, that was totally intentional." As he finished, the hint of a smirk appeared on his lips.
The Lead Ginger gulped, his eyes darting to the gun, and then to Craig.
"Go ahead, flip that coin," Craig said, now inches away from the Lead Gingers. "And see where it lands you."
The Lead Ginger trembled slightly. As he did, his grip on the gun faltered.
There was a flash in Craig's eyes, and he whispered, "That was all the hesitance I needed."
With a speed the Lead Ginger didn't know existed, Craig elbowed him in the nose, causing him to drop the gun. Before he could recover, Craig headbutted him in the face before hurling him across the room. He slammed into the wall before sliding onto the ground, unconscious.
Inside the cage, the trapped superheroes cheered. "Way to go, Craig!" The Human Kite shouted.
"I knew you weren't serious when you said we were assholes!" The Coon called out to him. "Now quickly, get us out of here!"
Craig glanced up at the trapped superheroes, a blank look on his face as he stood there, motionless.
"Craig, what are you waiting for?" The Coon asked. "Get us out."
Craig narrowed his eyes. "Go fuck yourselves!" He suddenly shouted up at them.
"What the fuck, Craig?!" Tupperware called down at him as the other superheroes' jaws dropped in shock.
"I'm fucking mad at you guys!" Craig shouted, his face turning red with anger.
"Dude, we're sorry we kidnapped your boyfriend, alright?!" Toolshed called down to him. "It was stupid and selfish of us. But please, can we talk about it some other time?!"
"No!" Craig retorted. "I've been silent about my feelings one too many times! I'm not postponing them any longer!"
"Craig, Kyle and those two are sorry," Tupperware said to him.
"I'm fucking mad at you, too!" Craig screamed at him. "I'm mad at all of you!"
"What?!" Mosquito exclaimed. "Why?"
"Ever since you formed that stupid Franchise Plan, you guys have been ass-raping what it means to be a hero!" Craig berated the trapped team. "Instead of saving lives and providing an example to others, you've been using it to get rich and attract girls! You used to have morals and principals that you stood by; now you're all just a shell of what you used to be!"
The trapped team were silent, taking in Craig's words. Eventually, Toolshed spoke.
"Craig, I. . . I'm sorry," He whispered, his voice cracking. "When Mysterion Rises came out, it was like we were on top of the world. Everyone wanted to be our friend. Everyone thought we were cool. It was like our Franchise Plan was the best thing that happened to us."
"But those guys weren't interested in us for who we were," The Human Kite said. "They just wanted to profit off of being connected to such famous celebrities."
Craig humphed. "You know, it's funny," He said. "Because those same guys are the ones here right now, moving heaven and earth to save you."
The team's eyes widened. "Our schoolmates?" Toolshed whispered. "They. . . they're the ones here to save us."
"Yeah," Craig whispered. "Bebe, Kevin, Butters. . ."
"Nelly?" The Human Kite asked.
"Yeah, even Nelly," Craig said, beginning to smile.
The sound of a rocket exploding outside the hotel rang through the team's ears once more. "Well what the Hell are we standing around here for?" The Coon asked. "Tweek managed to get himself out of captivity; so should we!"
"So how are we gonna do that?" Mosquito asked.
"You think there's a ladder nearby, or something?" Toolshed suggested.
"A ladder?" The Coon asked, unimpressed. "Come on, we're Coon and Friends! We gotta think outside the box here!"
"Cartman, will you pipe down?" The Human Kite retorted, giving the Coon a rather hard flick with his wrist, causing him to stumble backwards into the other end of the cage. The small collision caused the cage to sway slightly.
There was a glint in Craig's eyes. "Hey, I have an idea!" He called out to them.
"What?" The team asked in unison.
Picking up the gun from the unconscious Lead Ginger, Craig said, "I'm gonna shoot through the rope!"
There was a brief silence. ". . . What?!" The team repeated, only louder.
"Are you crazy?" The Coon shouted. "Then we'll fall in the lava!"
"No, no, no," Craig clarified to them. "Look, I want all of you to swing the cage back and forth. Think of it like you're on the playground swings. Then, when I shoot through the ropes, the momentum will propel the cage through the air, over the pit, and onto the ground! Got it?"
"Uh, okay," The team replied. Slowly, the team took positions at opposite ends of the cage, grabbing onto the bars.
"This better work," The Human Kite muttered to himself as the team, in unison, pushed and pulled on the bars, causing the cage to sway slightly. The team began to pick up the pace, causing the cage to swing harder and faster.
As the cage swung back and forth, Craig took aim with the gun. He squinted his eyes as he readied the shot, aiming at the rope holding the cage.
Then, taking a deep breath, he fired.
The bullet ripped through the rope just as the cage was in mid-swing. Immediately, the cage plummeted fast towards Craig, causing him to dive out of the way. As he did, it crashed onto the ground, smashing into pieces upon impact and throwing bits of wood and metal around the room.
Getting off the ground, Craig hesitantly approached the destroyed cage. Lying in the rubble was the battered, but nonetheless freed, Coon and Friends.
"N-Nailed it," Mosquito whispered, revealing a chipped tooth.
"Alright you guys, get up," Craig said, yanking each team member to their feet and pushing Doctor Timothy back onto his wheelchair. "We got a battle to win here!"
After a few moments to regain their strength, the team got into battle position, a determined look on their faces.
"Coon and Friends, move out!" Toolshed shouted.
Outside the hotel, the South Park Elementary kids and the Ginger Separatist Movement continued to battle it out. Even with a portion of the hotel in disrepair, neither side was gaining a noticeable advantage.
"Come on, you guys!" Blood Elf Bebe called out to the other kids. "We have those gingers on the ropes! Let's get these losers!" As she spoke, a piece of debris was chucked in her direction, striking her in the chest.
"Ow!" She shouted in pain. "My tit!"
Before either group could proceed further, the sound of a large drill filled everyone's ears. All eyes turned to the second floor of the hotel as a massive power drill burst through the wall, leaving a human-sized hole in it.
As everyone watched, Coon and Friends dove out of the wall and into the battlefield. "Is someone throwing a party?" Toolshed shouted as he drop-kicked a ginger into the ground.
"Sorry we were late!" Mysterion added, punching another ginger boy unconscious as he landed.
"Look everybody!" Professor Chaos shouted. "Coon and Friends are free!"
"No," One of the ginger lieutenants shouted. "No!"
Craig was the last to exit the wall. "Come on, everybody!" He called out to the crowd. "Coon and Friends may be free, but they can't do this alone! Let's all work together and finish these assholes once and for all!"
"Yeah!" The kids all shouted, reinvigorated, and charged out to finish the battle.
As several Ginger Kids charged forward, Tupperware summoned his Tupper Turret, firing rapidly at the terrorists. The gunfire beat back the gingers, forcing them to retreat. As they did, one of the older gingers emerged from the wreckage, rocket launcher in hand. He fired at the turret, blowing it to pieces and sending Tupperware and a few other kids flying.
Craig dove behind the hotel's sign for cover, along with a few other kids, as the ginger began firing the rocket launcher at random. Noticing a Chaos Exploder standing idly by, he called out, "Fastpass!"
"Not a problem!" Fastpass replied, immediately understanding his plan. Racing across the street, he snatched the Chaos Exploder and dragged him towards the ginger at lightning speed, setting him up next to him before racing off.
"General Disarray!" Craig called out to the 2nd Grader. The redhead nodded, summoning his remote control button.
Just as he finished firing another rocket, the ginger noticed the Chaos Exploder standing next to him. "Hey, what the-"
BOOM!
A large explosion erupted from where the Chaos Exploder had been standing, consuming the ginger in the blast. The rocket launcher went flying from the explosion, clattering onto the ground next to the sign.
Soaring through the air, the Human Kite fired his laser eyes at the ginger kids, causing them to scatter in their attempts to flee. Their haste left them unable to respond as they were tackled and beaten down by the other kids.
As Craig kneed one ginger boy in the face, he was suddenly struck in the back of the head. Collapsing onto the ground, he looked up to see a ginger boy glaring down at him, a chunk of concrete in his fist.
Craig shielded his face as the boy brought the piece of debris down upon his head. Before he could make impact, however, there was a flash of lightning, followed by the boy shrieking in agony as he was zapped by electricity.
Eventually, the lightning ceased, and the severely burnt ginger boy collapsed onto the ground, unconscious. Craig stared down at his fallen attacker, then looked up at who had saved him. When he did, his eyes widened.
"Tweek!" He shouted in joy as his eyes landed on his boyfriend, his hands bursting with electricity. Behind him were his parents and sister.
"You guys are alright!" He shouted, springing upwards and enveloping his boyfriend and family in a hug.
"I told you I'd protect them," Wonder Tweek whispered as he held Craig in his arms. Releasing Craig, Wonder Tweek fired another blast of lightning at a ginger girl, sending her flying backwards.
"Boy am I glad to see you!" Craig said to him. "Now that you're all here, finishing these gingers should be a piece of cake!"
Just as the words left his mouth, everyone felt the ground beneath them slowly begin to rumble. Slowly, all the kids ceased fighting and began looking around in confusion as they felt something large start to emerge from the ground.
"What the Hell is that?" Toolshed asked.
He soon got his answer. A large, clawed, robotic hand punched through the wall of the Airport Hilton, causing everyone outside the jump in terror. As they watched on, a massive human-shaped robot burst out from the hotel. The robot had metallic red hair, glowing freckles, and one arm had a cannon attached to it.
The crowd stared up at the giant robot in utter terror. "Holy shit," The Human Kite whispered, shaking frantically.
"I-I think I just peed my pants," Annie stuttered, rushing off to find a place to switch clothes.
Inside the robot's head, visible through its visor, sat none other than Scott Tenorman. "Greetings, my helpless friends!" He called down to the crowd of children before him, giggling menacingly. "You didn't really think my army of gingers was my only line of defense, did ya?"
The kids of South Park Elementary stared up at the robot, stricken silent with fear.
"You took away my chance at controlling this town!" Scott growled. "Now prepare to suffer my wrath! Say hello to Robo-Tenorman 3.0!"
"Oh real original, ya asshole!" The Coon called up at him.
"Silence!" Scott shouted. "Now die!"
And with that, the robot surged forward.
Check out South Park: Tenorman's Revenge to get the reference.
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