I'm gonna post this chapter now since I'm gonna be busy over the weekend.


Chapter 3

It was 3 pm, and Ray and I were walking east on the southern part of town. This happened to be the side where all the 4th graders lived on, and thus I decided it was imperative that we walked quickly. That being said, the clouds parted and the sun shone brightly down on the town without any weather resistance and I could feel the air heat up steadily.

"How do you like this town so far?" I asked.

"It's alot like my hometown," Ray replied. "It's quiet. Which is fine enough for me."

"Why move?" I asked. I might have come off a bit rude there, so I continued. "I mean, because of job reasons?"

"I'm...not sure?" I raised an eyebrow at Ray and he explained further. "I don't remember. I just know that something happened...I don't know what it was. If I knew, I'd tell you. Sorry."

"It's alright," I reassured. "I kinda came off mean there."

"So Cole," Ray said, "got any brother's or sisters?"

"I have a twin actually," I replied, "Isaac."

"Oh, where is he right now?"

"He's in detention."

"Why?"

I sighed. I didn't want to tell the guy the truth. "It's just some stupid fight. That's it."

"Oh. Sorry about that," Ray replied. "So what do you do?"

"I used to be on the soccer team," I said. I was decent but nothing spectacular. Did pretty mediocre as a midfielder to be honest during the latest season. "And I play a few video games. I sometimes play stuff like Counter-Strike, Dota 2, maybe a little bit of random games like Terraria or something here and there, and also World of Warcraft, and-"

"World of Warcraft?" I looked at Ray and he seemed pretty excited. I snickered under my breath, he does seem to act a little bit like an anime prince. "I play that game too! I'm a great mage player!" As he does some weird motion with his hands, all of a sudden, ice comes out of his hands. A shard of ice pierced my left hand and I jumped back and grasped it in pain.

"Ah! Shit!" I could almost cry. There was a giant hold through the palm of my left hand that exited the other side and blood was gushing out. "What the hell did you do?!"

"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" Ray tried to come towards me but I pushed him away. "I don't know what I did!"

"You shot a giant fuckin' hole through my hand! What the fuck?" I could almost cry. It's not having a giant hole through your left hand.

"I'm sorry, ok?"

As I grabbed my left hand with my right, all of a sudden, a green glow overtook my right hand, and I looked closely. Taking away my right hand, I saw that the hole that was previously present in my left hand no longer existed. "No way," I gasped underneath by breath. I looked at Ray. "You said you played mage, right?"

"Frost," Ray replied.

I stood straight, and still. I roared as loudly as I could and all of a sudden, I found myself consumed in fog for a split second. When the fog dispersed, I found that my field of vision was lower. "You're a druid!" I could hear Ray say.

I picked up my right hand and looked down, and instead of seeing a regular human hand what I saw was a bear paw. "Woah."

I then roared again and fog took me. I felt myself morph back into a regular human. "Wow. What happened to us? Why do we suddenly have powers our WoW characters do?"

"This has happened before, I know it, but I can't remember why," Ray shrugged.

"What?" I asked.

As the two of us walked further on, I could make out two people from many yards away. It was Butters Stotch in armor colored green and cyan. He had in his hands a mallet that one would use to nail down nails, and he was apparently doing some pretend fighting with another kid, who was dressed in green overalls and wearing plastic elf ears. The "elf" also carried a wodden sword.

"You shall die by my warhammer, drow elf!" Butters said as he tried to swing his hammer at the elf, but missed.

"Nuh-uh!" The Elf retorted.

"I banish thee to the forest realm!" Butters tried to take another swing at the elf, but once again missed.

"No way, I banished you first!" The elf slides to the side and behind Butters. He put his arms around his entire body and brought it towards himself, as if choking out Butters. "AHA! You can't hold out much longer!"

Butters frantically struggled. "Help! Somebody! I can't hold out much longer! Heeeeelp!" Meanwhile, the elf let Butters go and starts punching him.

I turned to Ray. "Should we help? What are they doing?" It was clear they were trying to play some Lord of the Rings game or something given how they act.

Ray said nothing, but walked up to the elf and punched him in the back of the head. The elf staggered for a bit, but restored balance. He turned to Ray and angrily glared at him. "Hey, no fair. That's cheating. I'm gonna tell my mom." He then walked off.

Butters turned to Ray and bowed. "Thanks, kid. I didn't realize he had a health potion. Muh- my name is Butters the Merciful. I'm a paladin. I live right next door to you. We should be friends!"

Ray pulled out his iPhone to check something, then he put it back in his pocket and smiled. "Uh, thanks."

"Now that we're friends, you should speak with the Wizard King! He's been talking about your arrival." Butters started walked, and Ray began to follow him. I did too, even though I KNOW that Butters was referring to Ray and not me. I know Butters would never be friends with me. I'm far too much of a cynic for that. "The Wizard lives this way. In the green house, over there." As we walked, I could hear Butters say, "Hey, where are you from? ... Where'd you live before moving here? ... Do you like Colorado? ... Why are you wearing your hair like that? ... You don't talk much, do ya? That's ok, I can talk for both of us!" To every question, Ray gave no response. I couldn't see Ray's face visibly, but I could tell Ray was at least somewhat annoyed.

After about a few minutes or so, we came by the green house, which is what Butters was referring to when he mentioned Cartman. Butters first walked up to knock three times on the front door. As Cartman emerged, Butters yelled "All hail the Grand Wizard!"

Cartman looked at Ray and smiled. "So, you are the New Kid. Your coming was foretold by Coldwell Banker. I am the Wizard King. But the time for talk is not nigh. Let me show you my kingdom."

"Can my friend join also?" Ray pointed at me and I waved.

Cartman glared at me. "Fuck no! That guy's a fag. Trust me, New Kid. You don't want to be around the likes of him!" Comeon quickly.

As Ray and Butters slid in, I quickly ran up to Cartman. "Dude, I'm with Ray you fucking jackass!" But Cartman's body was too fat so he gave me a slight push and I fell down back first onto the ground.

As I got up, I could see Cartman stick his tongue out. "You're an asshole Cole. Get out of here." He then slammed the door and locked it. I can't believe him. Cartman, of all people, calling me an asshole? It was time for me to teach that fatass a lesson.

I walked around for a bit thinking. Then I remembered. If I had my Druid abilities, and I can turn into a bear, I can also turn into a cat, or a bird. I tried to turn into a bird, but instead, I became a stag. What? So apparently, I can't fly in South Park. That's stupid. Then I decided to become a cat. In my cat form, I became a blonde mountain lion, likely to represent my natural blonde hair. My bear form, as I figured out, was also blonde.

That being said, I dropped into Prowl, which lets me walk around invisibly, and I won't be detected as long as I'm not directly in front of someone. The reason is that Prowl, like most Stealth, isn't perfect, and light will bend around the shape of my body, so if someone is close enough they can faintly see unnatural lines in the light with the shape of my body (in this case, a mountain lion). Also, if I get injured, I immediately get taken out of stealth.

Of course, because I'm a cat, I have better movement. I jumped onto a branch of a nearby pine tree, then onto the roof. Of course, as I made the jump, my paws couldn't grip the snow on the roof quite well. And thus I began to slip, but my right paw hung onto the roof. Lots of snow fell onto my face, and if anyone was watching, they'd see a pile of snow dodging an area which makes out to be the shape of a large cat. I managed to get myself up though, and I walked on the roof and towards the backyard.

There I could see what Cartman was doing. He had a sickly gray tent on the back, with four towers, two on each side. The two towers closest to the tent hung the sign "Kupa Keep". In the center of Cartman's backyard, Clyde was on the ground, gripping his arm in pain, while Cartman and Ray were around Clyde. Scott Malkinson and Kenny McCormick were watching.

"HAHA, HAHAHA!" I can assume from here that someone beat up Clyde, as Cartman is gloating around. "Dude that was awesome! You were all like BRAMMGMG! And Clyde was all like 'aaghghg, noo'! Hahahaha! Okay, okay. You've proved yourself worthy, Douchebag. Now, come inside the war tent and I shall let you see the relic." Douchebag? What the hell kind of friend calls his friend "Douchebag"?

Cartman and Ray both went inside the tent. I looked around. If I jumped down now, they could hear me coming, and they'd grow suspicious. I needed some sort of distraction. With that thought in mind, conveniently, the west fence broke down and suddenly a small band of kids, no more than ten or so, dressed like that elf I saw showed up where the fence broke. "Alright my elven brethren," one elf said, "Remember the mission. Whoever controls the stick controls the universe!" What stick? I'm assuming that some stick was inside the tent. I thought of a second. Someone who controls the stick controls the universe. Could that stick be the reason why I have Druid powers? They think that their in the game, but I'm not sure if they realize what they're getting themselves into. But first, I had to see this "stick" for myself.

But I stalled no longer, as the elves showing up was the opening I needed. As the elves rushed to attack, I immediately lept off the roof as Cartman and Ray went out the tent. "Fuck you, drow elf! Come and get it! CLYDE! Guard the Stick of Truth while we defend the fortress!"

"Aye, aye!" Clyde then ran into the tent.

"'Aye, aye'? We're not playing PIRATES, Clyde! Douchebag, this is your chance to prove yourself. Hold off the asshole elves at all costs!"

So why am I doing this? Because I want Cartman to pay for being an asshole to me. Plus, he seems to be valuing that stick for whatever reason, and Cartman likes to whine and cry alot over the smallest things, as demonstrated many times in the classroom. Wasting no more time, I snuck into the tent only to see Clyde slowly reaching out to grab a stick that was no more than the length of a 12-inch ruler. The stick seemed to be glowing in white light. Since I had my Druid abilities, I could bash cCyde. So that's what I did. While in cat form, I invoked the power of the bear spirit to bash Clyde, stunning him out. That would put me out of stealth. Knowing that, I dropped cat form and turned back into human and waved my hands around. Glowing green, I prepared a Cyclone incantation and no more than a second a small cyclone overtook Clyde, banishing him in the fierce winds. I took the stick for myself, placed it in my pocket, then dropped into cat form and went back into stealth. I snuck out from the side the elves came in the thick of battle, never to be seen again.


I returned home to my room. Isaac was still not home because he was in detention. And thus I sat on my bed. I took the stick out of my pocket and examined it. It was still glowing with that same white light.

"That can't be right," I said to myself, "am I seeing things? Why is it glowing? Does it really have power?" I had to go find answers about this stick. Perhaps the school library has a resource.

I put on a black trenchcoat and from my closet I found a stick that was about as tall as I. I saved this one because for some reason it has an emerald on it's tip. I sheathed the staff on my back, put the glowing stick in the pocket of my trenchcoat, and prepared to walk out the door.

I went west towards the school with two things in my mind: to get Isaac and to find what the glowing stick is all about.

At the front of the school I saw Ray and Kenny at the front of school. Ray had a green robe and an iron staff with a sapphire on the top. Kenny was in his blonde wig with a white dress. I don't know why Kenny is dressed like an anime princess but he doesn't seem to mind as all.

"Cole!" Ray gasped. "Uh I didn't expect you-"

"It's fine, Ray," I grumbled. He seemed to be having fun. "I'm just here to get Isaac."

"Well we're here to get Craig," Ray replied.

"Wonderful." I rolled my eyes. I'd rather not see Craig leave detention, but that wasn't the important thing right now.

"You can't play with us," Kenny said.

"Shut up Kenny," I replied. "As you can see, I actually have Druid powers-"

"Well so do I." Kenny threw down a trap beneath my feet and immediately, solid ice covered the snow and I could feel myself getting chilled and slowed down. Dang. I forgot Kenny plays a hunter in WoW. "You're a healer right?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Good, that makes three of us."

That being said, I still haven't figured out why we're inheriting WoW abilities. I guess that question will be answered soon.


Well there it is. I hope it was alright. Chapter four will be about the fight to break Craig out so if you played the game you'll know what's coming.