Okay, this coronavirus is getting worse than I thought. I'm being barricaded right now at my house, and I can't leave the place.


Description: Part 3 of 4. While the battle of Freedom City is about to begin, members of Peter's groups form a rescue mission. Meanwhile, Peter discovers how Freedom City remained strong.


Peter

So we're back here again. Want to see the conclusion of everything until now?

The prisoners were being loaded onto the prison bus. When the last one got on, the bus drove off. No one said a word, chuckled or even brought up a topic. Peter looked to the side and saw a truck driving up to the bus at ludicrous speed.

"Uh... guard..." Peter began.

"What could-"

Everything went black. When Peter regained his vision, he could see the bus turned to the side. The guard driving the bus was gunned down, and all of the prisoners were being evacuated.

"Take my hand!" A guy said.

Peter grabbed the guy's hand.

"Who are you?" He said.

"A friend." The guy said.

The other prisoners were being escorted out by some men wearing muscle bras. Peter was escorted along too.


Peter found himself in an underground base. Many people were living it like a society. It was like Terminator or Shrek Forever After in this place.

"Welcome to the resistance, kid." A cheerful voice said.

Peter looked behind him, it was a Rosechu.

"My name is Zapina Rosechu, what's yours?"

Peter didn't say anything. But someone else blew his cover.

"Hey, isn't that Peter?" A guy said.

"Oh, crud," Peter said to himself.

"Yeah, it is him!"

"He started this whole resistance against Chris-Chan!"

"I'm just gonna go..." Peter said.

"No, it's not your fault." Someone said.

Peter looked behind him and saw a teenage girl wearing a blue t-shirt with a heart on it, a blue cap with the letter K, and a blue skirt with two Pokeballs attached to it.

"Hi, I'm Kellie!" She said. "You must be Peter Caldwell, the leader of the first resistance."

"I, uh..." Peter began.

"Well, I'm the leader of the second resistance!"

"You call yourself a second resistance?" Peter said.

Kellie just ignored what Peter said and moved on.

"Once we take down the leaders of Freedom City, we can put Chris-Chan back in order.

"Wait, what?" Peter thought.

"One problem, Christian's dead," Peter said.

"Well, I guess someone like me can succeed him. I'm 16 years old..."

"You look like your 29," Peter said.

"Okay, I'm 26. I have a very cheerful personality, average figure, and brown hair."

"So, you think your body and personality is what makes you a better leader than the Chaotic Combo?"

"Yes."

As much as Freedom City has proven itself to be cruel, Peter didn't want Chris-Chan or anyone like him to be back in power. The power should've belonged to the people, not a select group. As Peter made his distance away from Kellie, he met several members of the resistance. Flame the Sunbird, a Kazooie clone who is said to be the protector of the sunstone, now a second-in-command of the resistance. Several more Sonichus and Rosechus, ponies, and pokemon. Most interestingly, some followers of Chris-Chan that Peter had not known were also there as well. This included a guy resembling Chris, Naitsirhc, obviously Christian backwards, a girl dressed in Sailor Moon clothes and her skunk partner, and a female counterpart of Christian Weston Chandler.

"So you're name is Crystal?" Peter asked.

"Yep. Even though you killed my twin brother, I'll be happy to accept you as a member of our resistance."

"Oh my god..." Peter thought. "Those followers are just as dumb as Chris-Chan himself."

Soon it was time for dinner.

"Mac and Cheese?" Peter said, looking at his plate. "Aren't we going to have any meat or veggies to go along with that?"

As much as he loved fast food, Peter got a box of chicken nuggets and a salad all made by McDonald's. Not the best choice for a healthy diet. He shrugged and ate his food. It at least wasn't a garbage meal, but Peter could've had something even better. As he was in the middle someone sat next to him.

"Sam?" Peter asked.

"Yeah, got the same thing as you did," Sam said.

"You can choose what you want?"

"No, it's just fascinating that we got the same meal."

"Hey, Sam..." Peter said.

"What?"

"Do you think you're comfortable here?"

"No. I just want to leave this place as much as you want to."

"Then I have a plan," Peter stated.


Peter traced out his plans. After night fell and everyone fell asleep (aside from the watchtowers), Peter and Sam left their bed and snuck past the guards and into the outside world. They still had to keep low until the two were sure they were out of range.

"Whew, I can't believe that worked." Sam breathed.

"So, where do you live?" Peter asked.

Sam took Peter to a village not far from where they were. When they got there, both of his parents and his sister came out with open arms.

"Sam, I thought we lost you!" His mom said.

"Now we're together again!" His sister said.

Peter could only just look away, there was nothing wrong in happy reunions for him, but it felt like a blast of unicorn barf directed at him.

"So, can we move on the reunion now?" Peter said.

"Oh, so what are you going to do now?" Sam said.

"I have something for us to keep in touch," Peter said, taking out two smart-watches. He handed one over to Sam.

"You just press the green button on it and speak to whoever you want," Peter instructed.

Sam tried out it.

"I can hear you." He said.

"Yeah," Peter said.

"So, where are you going?" Sam asked.

"Going back home," Peter said. "I'm not going to take any part of this."


As soon as Peter arrived back home, he found his place ransacked. Two bodies were lying on the floor.

"Mom! Dad!" Peter screamed.

Peter's Mom and Dad were on the floor, unresponsive. Peter tried to calm down, thinking about what to do...

"A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Or not. Before Peter could think anything further, a masked figure approached behind him.

"Gotcha!" He said.

When he turned Peter around, he stopped. The masked figured unmasked itself.

"C-C-Callum?" Peter said.

"No. No. No. I didn't want to do this. I was hired to kill someone with a black hoodie and black knit cap like you, but I didn't expect you to be the person I'm looking for."

"Who hired you?" Peter said. "Just let me go."

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BLAM!

Callum fell backwards, landing on the floor. A barrel of a revolver smoked out of an assassin's gun. He was bearded, drunk, and wore smudged glasses. Peter didn't say anything, even when the assassin grabbed him away.


Peter regained consciousness as he found himself dangling from a tree.

"You never seem to give up do you?" The guy taunted.

"Who are you?" Peter said.

"Once I bring you back to Magi-Chan, soon I will collect my reward for capturing you and a little extra for taking out your parents along with it!"

"So you killed my parents!" Peter said.

"No, I was hired. Freedom City's leaders are the real killers."

"Nice try, but you can't use the excuse that you were hired to avoid punishment!"

"And how are you going to punish me? Death? Torture?"

Peter saw Sam and his sister approaching from the woods. His sister had her bow ready.

"Shoot the rope!" Peter shouted.

"Wha-?" Sam's sister shot the rope dangling Peter. The arrow cut the rope, freeing him. When the assassin raised his gun to aim at Sam and his sister, Peter grabbed him from behind. The assassin was disarmed, and now the tables were turned against him.

"Tie him to the tree," Peter ordered.

The assassin was tied to a tree. Sam's sister took out a small bottle of yellow liquid and poured it all over the assassin.

"What's this? Piss?" He said.

"Meat juice. Have a nice dinner with the wolves." Sam's sister said.

The three ignored the assassin's cries for mercy as they left him to die.

"So you're back..." Sam said.

"Sorry about your parents..." His sister said. "And before you answer on how I knew about your parents..."

"You overheard it from the assassin," Peter answered.

"Yeah."

"So what are you going to do?" Sam said.

"I'll talk to you later. Right now, I need to stay in hiding."

Peter then left the area.


Peter

Great! Now we got caught up! But I'm still in prison. Luckily, those idiot guards don't understand about lock picks. I had a paperclip to use just in case. Once I freed myself, I only realized that I opened up a bigger cell with a chained-up person typing on a laptop. I looked over the shoulder...

The same action I just did was typed on that computer. The person was typing my actions on the computer. I got his attention...

"Um, who are you?" He said.

"Are you a prisoner here like me?" I asked.

"Y-Yeah." He said.

I then looked at the computer again, scrolling it until the top. He documented everything. My parents being killed, me being labeled as a traitor of CWCvill, everything.

"Are you a reporter?"

"No. I'm an author. I write what comes in my head usually every day. It's so weird seeing my own piece of work in real life."

"Wait, you wrote this story?"

"Yes."

"So whatever you write becomes true?"

"Yeah..."

"So that means you killed my parents and made me go through with all of this!"

"No! Listen!" He said.

I grabbed him by his neck and pinned him against the wall.

"I didn't write on killing your parents! Your parents are still alive!"

"What?"

"Freedom City wrote that! What they do not know is that the bodies you found were fake! You wanna know where you're parents are? Here!"

"Peter?" A familiar voice said.

I turned and saw my parents coming from the shadows.

"Mom! Dad!" I said.

"I know, this guy warned us about our deaths so we had to fake them," Dad said.

"Whatever you do, we shouldn't take down both sides." The writer said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Remember how taking down Chris-Chan with a rebellion replaced it with an even crueler leader? If you probably soften both Magi-Chan and Kellie, they won't be as bad as you think they are."

"You want them to stop fighting each other." I summarized.

"Correct. But I don't know who would be a better leader if that succeeds. Magi-Chan and his followers would have to step down."

"Hey, do you have a name?"

"No, you can just call me writer."

"Or Slated289 as said on your user profile," I said, looking at his computer.

"Writer."

"One question, how do we get out of here?" Mom asked.

"Maybe we can write our way out," I suggested.

"I can't. Magi-Chan locked the computer I'm writing on. I don't have any other sources to write with." Writer said.

I looked at him in confusion.

"Your phone." I reminded.

"Oh yeah!" He said, taking out his phone.

He typed a sentence and we disappeared in a flash.


Meanwhile at Freedom City...

The forces that Peter assembled entered the gates.

"Alright, Peter has enlisted me as second in command," Newton said.

"So what's your plan?" Johnson said.

"Karin, Unikitty, and I will go and rescue Peter from the cells. The rest of you would need to show the world who Freedom City really is." Newton ordered. "And maybe, just maybe, we can get the superheroes on our side."

"You want to change what South Park thinks about Freedom City?" Chris said.

"Think of it as a spark of a revolution. Even if Peter isn't a part of this, he would be proud."

"Let's crash this joint." Someone said in the back.

Everyone quietly made their way inside the walls. They all went separately and kept themselves anonymous.


The three arrived at the same prison area where Peter was kept. There was nothing there.

"Are we too late?" Karin asked.

"They must've expected us and probably moved Peter and the rest of the prisoners to a new place," Newton said.


Meanwhile, Chris's team arrived at the broadcast station. After subduing all of the workers there, they headed over to the main computer.

"Alright, you still have that links of the crimes that Freedom City did?" Newton said on Chris's earpiece.

"Yeah, where are you now? You must see the fireworks." Chris said.

"We're still busy searching for Peter," Karin replied.

Johnson connected his phone to the computer.

UPLOADING FILE...

FILE SUCCESSFULLY UPLOADED.

"YEAH!" cheered Chris's team.

Everyone high-fived each other.


The same guy who assassinated Callum, know known as the Speaker, was in charge of speaking out Freedom City propaganda.

"Fellow citizens, ever since the downfall of Christine Weston Chandler, we have worked very hard on making a fair society for everyone to prosper. We had our shares of ups and downs like fights breaking out and murder, but at least we're fixing the broken pieces." He said.

While this is happening, a large screen television was broadcasting Freedom City propaganda to the public. It showed everyone safe together, all of them happy.

"Freedom City is traveling across our world carrying the greatest gifts from our leaders."

The image changed to several key members of Freedom City including Alex, Steve, and Courtney giving out supplies to the needy. But the image then changed to them burning down homes. Among the public were the people of South Park.

"What the? What are they doing in the video?" Call Girl said.

"Sounds like they aren't what they say..." Toolshed said.

As that happened, various shots of people around Freedom City seeing the broadcast, including Newton and his team. They were all getting enraged. The Speaker does not notice the look of terror on the public's faces.

"It is a revolutionary idea indeed. This is an end to all of our suffering. To all of our decay. To pain. The beginning of a new tomorrow. Available to all of us today."

The image changed to a totalitarian army set up by Punchy and Wild Sonichu, but then it changed to them capturing innocents and executing them in prison cells. The public was all furious.

"Support Freedom City and it will support you..."

"Yeah! No way!" Someone shouted.

"You're supposed to be protecting us! Not kill us!" Another guy said.

"I used to be a part of you!" The Coon shouted. "Now I know what it feels on getting betrayed!"

"Chris-Chan wasn't a monster but you are!" Human Kite said.

The Speaker was noticing all of this backlash. He turned around to find images of dead people who tried to resist Freedom City. More of Freedom City's crimes were broadcasted around the city. Kellie's forces were at the very edge of the walls, trying to break in. The Speaker slowly backed away from the crowd. The people charged for the Speaker and his protectors. While the public was going for the Speaker's protectors, the superheroes were going for the Speaker. FastPass caught up with him and knocked him to the ground, The Coon shredded the Speaker of his clothes, leaving the Speaker naked. Now bloodied and bruised, the Speaker looked up to see Super Craig standing before him. He tried to reach out for help, but Super Craig knocked him down with a single blow. The Speaker tried to keep his eyes open, but the last thing he saw was Super Craig raising his foot over the Speaker's face. It went down on him as the screen cut to black.

TO BE CONTINUED...


At least I have a Nintendo Direct to keep me busy...