I didn't think I'd release Chapters 25 and 26 at the same time. That being said, the long-awaited fight is here.


Chapter 26

Life. It's just like we know it. Most people wake up, they go to work or school or wherever they need to, then they come home to their families and go to sleep. Rinse and repeat. Generally people think about whether they will keep their job or how much they make. Most people don't think about getting their asses handed to by an evil demon because that's way out of the norm, people don't wake up and go, "Hey, I'm ready to get completely destroyed by a demon feared by other demons," and that is what's so unnerving about this situation because that's what is going to happen right now.

Terrorblade.

We appeared onto a floating bridge of black rock that spanned into a circular arena of black rock with four tall pillars consisting of knights raising their swords inwards towards the center. The pillars were positioned in an "X" formation such that no pillar blocked our entry path nor did any block the flaming well The arena itself is probably sixty yards in radius. At the end of the arena on the very far side was Terrorblade with his back turned towards us. He had his hands over a well with fire as white as snow. The five of us cautiously walked into the circular arena, then a sound of plasma startled me. I turned around to see a blue energy wall appear, blocking the path from where we came from. The five of us are now trapped in this circular arena. There's no turning back now. I'm nervous. This guy is strong. I know what Terrorblade is capable of, we've all seen it before. It's going to take every ounce of strength and talent to bring him down.

"So you meddling kids came all the way here from South Park. I knew you meddling kids would come all the way here from South Park." Did Terrorblade just repeat himself? Regardless, he turned around to face us. His glaives were not present, and in his right hand was none other than the Stick of Truth, glowing white with flame. "Ah, a grand design. Whoever the elf queen was that prayed to have the Stick...well, you can all thank her."

"Enough!" Stan raised his claymore, doing his best to show confidence. "Y-you're not getting away this time."

"Oh, you kids." Terrorblade laughed. "It's already too late. My master plan is already in the works. Very soon, the nuclear war will happen, and I will reign as Earth's ruler. I'm assuming that's what Magina told you, yes?" There was no point in lying, so we all nodded. "That rat of a brother."

"W-why?!" Wendy's voice was shaky; I guess you could say she too could feel the terror of Terrorblade, because I know I can. "Why are you doing this to us?! Why can't you just stop?!"

"Wendy, Wendy." Terrorblade drew a smirk on his face as his next words mocked us, mocking Wendy even more so. "Don't let your boobs control you, they're gonna kill you. Because that's what the previous Dovahkiin did, right? Compare me to Breast Cancer? Haha, that's cute! I love it!"

That made Isaac gasp. "How did you know?"

"Uh, hello morons?." Terrorblade raised the stick. "'Whoever controls the Stick controls the universe.' You kids need to dial down the ADHD." Nice, now he's making fun of kids with ADHD. "I can hear what you kids can say from a mile away. You can thank the elf princess for that one." I feel like this is a reference to what Morgan Freeman told us two nights ago. I don't remember though.

"Y-you think you're tough?" Wendy croaked, but her voice faltering a bit.

Terrorblade slid his feet, throwing up a gang sign. "Whassup?" He shifted stances and threw up another. "Whassup?"

"We'll still smack the shit out of you." Stan gritted his teeth and pointed his sword at Terrorblade.

"Yeah, you're not getting away, asshole!" Isaac added.

"Yeah, you should kill yourself," Ray said.

"Haha, this is cute, kids acting like toxic kids." Terrorblade let out another laugh. His sneer then quickly turned into a scowl as he put the Stick on his belt and waved his arms out, causing two glaives glowing light blue to materialize in his hands. "Ok, enough fucking around." In response, Stan, Wendy, and Isaac drew out their weapons while Ray and I supercharged magic in our hands, of frost and nature respectively. I put my left foot forward, preparing for the attack.

"Do your worst, kid!" Stan shouted.

Terrorblade let out a grin once more. He raised his arms with his glaives and swung them down, even though we were at one end of the arena floor while he was at the direct opposite, so obviously he could not reach us. "Reflection!" However, when the words left his mouth, a mirror image of each of us immediately spawned in front of us. The kids looked just like us, only they glowed teal and were transparent, so they were obviously fakes. They must be evil clones.

In front of me stood my own self, glowing teal. "Shut up idiot," my evil clone said.

"No, you shut up, idiot!" I shouted back.

"Take this!" My evil clone pulled out his staff and swung it down on my head, stinging my skull. "You should be nicer to people, Cole!" Holy crap that hurt. I pulled out my staff to try to whack the illusion, but it went through. What? I can't hurt my clone, but it can hurt me? But then it disappeared after a few seconds.

"Wait what?" Wendy asked.

"Oh fuck!" Stan pointed a nervous left index finger to what's up ahead.

What is up ahead was not one, not two, but three Terrorblades, all showing off a sly, evil grin. "When I was in Foulfell, the Hell within Hell, they taught me an important lesson," all three Terrorblades spoke in unison. "'You are your own worst enemy.' That is what I intended to teach. Now, playtime is over, children." The three Terrorblades charged.

We had no choice but to charge ourselves. Wendy led the charge, throwing her holy Avenger's Shield, her shield glowing with light bouncing off all three Terrorblades, then returning back to her. When the Terrorblades raised their blades to strike down on Wendy, she raised her shield to block the attacks, but the damage went through her, and she let out a groan. I threw out a healing bolt to get her back up quickly, and she threw down a Consecration to radiate holy energy around herself onto Terrorblade. Meanwhile, Stan flanked from the left and Isaac flanked from the right. Stan began to spin in circles furiously with a Bladestorm while Isaac opened up with a Flame Shock onto one Terrorblade, followed with swinging his left axe with a Lava Lash, then causing fire novas to burst from the Terrorblades. Ray summoned up a water elemental and both him and the water elemental tossed ice spikes at the Terrorblades.

Two Terrorblades vanished into nothing. The third, presumably the real one, jumped backwards. "Damn. So I've underestimated you kids. No matter. Time to bring the pain." As Wendy tried to swing her sword that glowed with holy light, Terrorblade kicked her back to me. "Take this!" As I began to heal Wendy, I heard Terrorblade say some more. "And you!" When I raised my head, I saw Terrorblade immediately dash towards me in the blink of an eye. Out of instinct, I immediately shapeshifted into a bear only for him to kick me in the face. The impact hurt like hell, sounding like someone punching wood. "Healer, your hypocrisy knows no bounds."

I rose on my hind legs to attempt to smack Terrorblade, but he kicked me back towards the right away from Wendy. "Ow, crap!"

However, as Terrorblade tried to catch to catch up to me, Stan made a sweeping strike onto Terrorblade's legs with his sword, Hamstringing him. "Ow, shit!" Terrorblade couldn't walk as fast, then a burst of a Frost Shock followed by a Lightning Bolt from Isaac exploded on Terrorblade, followed by more frostbolts from Ray. "Come...back...here...asshole!" Of course he'd go for me, of course he'd go for the healer. Always go for the healer, that's like the most simple strategy in every video game, and its no different in this situation.

Wendy got up and joined Stan and Isaac to whack Terrorblade with their bladed weapons. In a desperate move, he stuck out his arms holding his glaives and spun around once, cutting Wendy, Stan, and Isaac. "Augh!" they all screamed as they were gashed from the glaives.

"Guys!" I morphed back into a human to begin to heal Stan, Isaac from a far, since Wendy healed herself to full using Lay on Hands. Why would she even do that? Anyways, the thing is that healing from a distance is not as effective because I have to toss the healing bolts from a range rather than directly touching and mending the wound.

"Grrr. You won't get away from me this time." Stepping towards me and away from the rest of my friends, he raised his arms with his glaives and swung them down. "Reflection!"

All of a sudden, another blue evil Cole was summoned in front of me in human form. "Alright, bitch, let's get this over with." He tried to smack me with his staff.

I immediately dodged the attack by jumping to the left, turned into a cat, and dashed past the flaming well towards Ray, who was on the left side of the arena. Ray was trying to fight off his own evil illusion. "You edgy coward." But when the illusion tried to smack Ray, it dissipated into nothing. I looked back, and all my friends' illusions also disappeared, as well as my own.

"Well well well." Terrorblade shook his head and went over to grab the down Stan, Wendy, and Isaac. "I wonder who I should asphyxiate first."

But Ray stuck out his left arm and pointed at Terrorblade. "Oh no you don't! Go for the freeze, elemental!" Obeying Ray's command, the water elemental froze Terrorblade's feet in place before he could ever touch the rest of my friends, while I shapeshifted back into a human and tossed healing bolts at them.

"What? No!" Terrorblade broke out of the ice instantly and began running towards us. He ran to the flaming well to dodge Ray's frostbolts.

However, I conjured up a Cyclone that lifted Terrorblade up from the air when he got to the well, banishing him from the physical plane for a bit. "When he comes back from the cyclone, nova him and deep freeze!"

Stan, Wendy, and Isaac got up as the three of them joined Ray, who ran up next to the cycloned Terrorblade. When Terrorblade droped down from the cyclone, Ray jumped up, spun around once in a clockwise motion, and when he landed on the ground, a wave of frost flew outward from Ray, causing a Frost Nova that rooted Terrorblade in place. Then Ray raised his hands in the air, causing a spike of frost to drop on Terrorblade, covering him with mind-stunning ice in a Deep Freeze. "Go for it, guys!"

Stan, Wendy, and Isaac rapidly swung their bladed weapons onto Terrorblade while I tossed out solar wraths at Terrorblade. Ray then dropped a storm of icy-comets on top of Terrorblade, and Terrorblade shattered out of his prison, falling down. "No! You..."

As I regrouped with my friends, my heart thumped. I can't help the feeling that Terrorblade is only feigning hurt and death, even though he just got ripped apart from my attack. Killing Terrorblade can't seriously be this easy, and I think he has something planned...but I don't know what. "Alright!" Wendy cheered. "Good work, everyone!"

"We got 'em!" Stan added.

Terrorblade only laughed, wiping off the smiles off of Stan's and Wendy's faces. "Hahahaha! That's what YOU think!"

"Yes it is!" Wendy shot back.

Terrorblade still lied there on the ground. "Haha, you stupid girl! This isn't even my final form! For my next trick, you will feel my terror, and you will face that final form!"

"So wait, I'm confused. What's the first trick?" Stan asked.

"This!" Terrorblade brought together his hands that were carrying his glavies. He directed the palms of his hands towards me. Uh oh. A high-pitched whine erupted in the air, and a beam of light blue life was connected between Terrorblade's hands and my heart, and the beam overtook my entire body and his. All of a sudden, I felt a sudden burn in my body, felt my chest cauterize, felt my heart almost cease beating. When the beam faded, I felt weak and frail. I felt physically powerless. My friends turned their attention towards me, and I all could do is walk backwards, and while doing so, I vomited out a fair amount of blood. When I backed into the energy wall that sealed us in this arena, my butt fell to the floor and I sat down against the energy wall feeling lethargic like a potato. I just got Sundered.

"Cole!" my friends shouted. They quickly ran back to where I was.

Wendy put a healing hand over my heart. "Oh no! How did this happen?" I swear, did Wendy really have to use the Lay on Hands on herself, because now would have been a good time for her to heal me back to full. I'm gonna kill that bitch later.

Stan turned to face Terrorblade. "What the hell did you do to Cole, asshole?"

Terrorblade slowly stood up and sneered. "Oh, we simply exchanged our life forces. Previously, I was weak and he was strong. Now, I am strong and he is weak. Consider thyself sundered."

"We swapped physical health," I coughed. "I...forgot he had that ability...I haven't seen him use it yet." I tried to lift my head from the wall, but it only backed back onto it. "I hate you all. That is all."

Honestly, I should have seen that coming, and honestly, my endurance is shit. If someone were to pit me on a mile-run race against Isaac, I'd beat him in a sprint in the first lap or two, but he'll eventually overtake me because I tire out alot faster than Isaac will. This is funny because I played midfielder on the South Park soccer team, and that is the position where you need to run the most. On a good day, I was mediocre, but most of the time, I was nothing but deadweight to my team. The coach only kept me on because no one else wanted to play midfield, because only Kyle can play goalie, you had assholes who sat defense to be lazy (Kenny, Butters, Craig), and you had assholes who played offense to score goals and be the star player (Stan, Clyde, Token), which meant that I got stuck playing the position I was weakest at. This year's soccer team consisted of Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Butters, Craig, Clyde, Token, Tweek, Kevin, Francis, and myself, which sucks because we had a much different main lineup last year (which I also played soccer, but defense) because the people I knew (and I was friends with them) got in trouble for a big stink-bomb incident in their 4th grade class this year so they weren't allowed to play soccer. I was so pissed.

Wendy, red with rage, took her hand off me and faced Terrorblade. "You fucking asshole!"

Ray shook his head. "I can't believe he did that."

"Is he really that strong?" Stan said. "Jesus Christ!"

"Hahahaha. My next trick...you will now witness my worst self. True form..." Terrorblade, standing straight, spun around once while fading out with black smoke for a second. When he came back, he was not his normal form, but a form of a demon more terrifying. His body was scaled like his normal form, but he was much taller; a demon with giant horns, bony wings that were right-side up, with teal outlines of light and eyes glowing the same color. He opened his maw and roared, teal light coming out of his mouth. His glaives completely disappeared, dissipating into light blue dust that dispersed into the air. The metamorphosis of Terrorblade is complete. "...REVEALED!"

"Oh no..." Stan's words echoed.

"Um...this doesn't look good," Wendy panicked.

I reached my arm out to grab Isaac's left arm, who was to my right. "Isaac..."

Isaac turned his head to me. "Hm?"

I coughed out a little bit more blood. "You're...you're on healer duty."

Isaac put away his axes and faced Terrorblade again, nodding. "On it." He dropped a healing totem next to me to help heal me up.

The transformed Terrorblade brought its arms out, looking like he wanted a hug, but in reality, he is likely making a taunting gesture as he stood in front of the flame well. "What's wrong, kids? Not as vulgar now when you're about to get grounded, eh?" In his metamorphosed form, his voice was much deeper and a little bit slower. He made a swiping motion with his right arm and a light blue ball of energy as blue as his aura was shot out of his right hand, crashing onto the pile of bloody vomit I left, and exploding, turning the vomit into ash.

"Jesus Christ!" Stan exclaimed.

"Now that's scary!" Wendy admitted.

"Why do you think they call me 'Terrorblade', hm?" Terrorblade let out another laugh. "Now...let's end this." Terrorblade began to stomp towards us, rumbling the ground with harsh stomping sounds.

"Charge!" Ray shouted.

As Wendy, Stan, and Isaac charged into the middle of the arena, Terrorblade shook his head. "Nuh uh uh!" For a split second he disappeared. Then three metamorphosed Terrorblades appeared from thin air in front of us, causing Stan, Wendy, and Isaac to halt their charge. Aw crap, he summoned illusions of himself again. There's only one thing worse than facing Terrorblade - facing more Terrorblades.

"Oh crap!" Wendy said. "What do we do?" No one else could respond, however, as the three Terrorblades already began to toss bolts of demonic energy at Wendy as she tried to charge. But the blasts of the energy quickly weakened Wendy, going through he shield. Meanwhile, Stan, Isaac, and Ray had already jumped into the fray to try to eliminate the illusions with blade attacks and frostbolts. However, Wendy already knelt down, almost killed instantly from the blasts, so she did the one thing she could - a bubble of light appeared around her. She used the Divine Shield to render herself completely immune to Terrorblade's attacks.

"No! Die! Die! Die!" The Terrorblades desperately tried to finish off Wendy, but she was protected by the Divine Shield so the energy bolts shattered themselves on the holy bubble, therefore, Wendy began to heal herself. Luckily from Isaac's totem, I could lend a helping hand from a distance, but I was still immobile, so I healed her as well. Isaac, aware of this, jumped back and healed her as well while Stan and Ray hacked and slashed at the Terrorblade illusions. Isaac threw out a Chain Lightning - a beam of lightning that discharged from his hands onto one of the Terrorblades, then spreading to the other Terrorblades.

Terrorblade could no longer ignore Stan however, so he kicked at Stan. Stan tried to parry the attack with his sword, but the force of the kick was too much, so he flew back into the back-left pillar. "Ow, crap!" Stan said. Terrorblade jumped at Stan, but Stan ducked to his left and rolled out of the way towards the flaming well. "This is crazy!"

"I know!" Ray pointed at Terrorblade, and so his elemental rooted Terrorblade in place once more.

"Damnit!" Terrorblade roared. "Not again!"

Wendy, completely healed, got up and charged in (so I healed myself slowly in the meantime). With the strike of a Crusader, she swung her light-enhanced sword on Terrorblade several times, but Terrorblade blocked some of the attacks with his hands. Stan joined in, rending Terrorblade in the abdomen, causing him to spew blood from the wound while Isaac stood back and and began to heal Wendy, but Terrorblade began to rapidly throw energy balls at Isaac, and even though Isaac stood near his water totem, the damage was too much, and he crumpled next to me, landing on top of his own totem and destroying it. "...ow."

"Isaac..." I whispered.

"It's too much...he's too much..." Isaac breathed heavily, bloodied from Terrorblade's energy attacks. Holy crap, I didn't realize how strong Terrorblade's final form is. "I can't believe it...we're so close...and yet so far..."

Terrorblade broke out of the elemental nova and jumped out of the way of Ray's comet storm, running down Wendy with his foot when she tried to slam Terrorblade with her shield. Wendy smacked her back on the floor. "Ow!" As she tried to get up, Terrorblade quickly turned around and hurled more energy attacks at her. While Stan charged at Terrorblade to start attacking Terrorblade, but Terrorblade hurled another bolt at Wendy. Wendy, weakened, raised her shield in a last ditch effort to survive with the Ardent Defender. "Oh no you don't!" When the bolt made contact with the shield, the shield lit up, instantly absorbing the blast and healing her a little bit. I couldn't heal her, since I decided it'd be better to heal myself to be honest, I might need to jump back into the fight to actually dish out damage, and I can't do anything just sitting here.

"Grr...Reflection!" Because Ray, Stan, Wendy, and Terrorblade were all the way at the flaming well, no evil reflections of Isaac or me were created because Terrorblade was too far away from us. That said, Stan blocked Terrorblade's spell with his sword, so instead of spawning an evil Stan attacking Stan, there was an "evil" metamorphosed Terrorblade that was spawned to attack Terrorblade. Nevertheless, evil Wendy and evil Ray still spawned to attack their respective owners. "What? Damnit!"

The already weakened Wendy, however, couldn't resist the attacks of her own illusion. "You're a bitch, Wendy! A hypocritical attention slut!" Wendy's evil illusion made a downwards lash on Wendy prime before she disappeared, staggering Wendy towards me, and falling down, bleeding.

"Wendy! No!" Stan started to run to Wendy, but Terrorblade took notice and blasted him with three consecutive energy bolts, sending him flying and crashing next to Wendy.

Meanwhile, Ray ran around the circumference of the arena counterclockwise with his evil illusion on the chase. Problem is that the side effect of these illusions existing caused Ray to move slower, so Ray had to teleport himself towards us. "Guys! Are you alright?" He turned back to see neither his nor Terrorblade's illusions appear again. "Oh crap!"

I was beginning to lose strength and tire. There had to be a way to destroy Terrorblade. Luckily, Terrorblade is distracted by Ray's constant array of slows, roots, and snares, but on the flipside, his final form seems never-ending. It gave me time to think. Then I remembered what the Crab People told us. The last time this happened, many rules were broken. There are codes of honor upheld by men to show respect because humans naturally are primal creatures. Of course though, not all codes of honor are created equal. There are some codes of honor are meant to be broken. Sometimes, even the most benevolent of codes must be broken if evil were to be vanquished. Evil people never play by the rules, and sometimes fighting dirty is the only option.

But isn't that what John Vanson said as well? The thing about Terrorblade is that Terrorblade is like Breast Cancer. And you know Breast Cancer. It is a fat little lump that needs to be...destroyed. When there is a cancer, you have to 'fight' it. You can't reason with cancer, you can't wish it away. Cancer doesn't play by the rules, so neither can you. Terrorblade doesn't play by the rules and neither should you. You can't listen to what anybody else tells you. You have to be willing to give up everything, because Breast Cancer, and Terrorblade, will take everything.

"Wendy..." I coughed. "Why did you fight Cartman on Wednesday over Breast Cancer?"

"Principal Victoria...told me to do it," Wendy replied. "She's a Breast Cancer Survivor, did you know that? Cartman was being an ass...so I might as well break the rules...because fuck him, that's why."

Breaking the rules. Hm. What was that one code? Maybe it was a Gentlemen's code or something, because it would sound fairly general. "Stan, do you know of any 'Gentlemen's Code' by any chance?"

"Oh...the one where you shouldn't fart on someone's balls?" Stan's response triggered me. That is exactly it. I think that could be it. It's like what Kenny, Principal Dumbledore, Terrance, and Phillip told us. "The Gentlemen's Code...is the universal code of honor. To fart on a man's balls...is a symbolic offense to the male genitalia, and is dishonorable. Why do you ask?"

A smile slowly spread across my face. I have now figured out how to destroy Terrorblade. "Because that's...what I wanted to hear."

"What...are you planning?" Isaac asked.

"Just watch, guys, you'll see," I replied. "Ray!"

Ray caught Terrorblade in a frost nova as Terrorblade as Ray quickly dashed and blinked to me, rather annoyed. "What is it? I'm kinda busy here."

I finished healing myself back to near full health as I slowly stood up. "Buy me as much time as you can."

"Why?" Ray asked.

"Just do it." With that, I immediately shapeshifted into a cat and began to dash around the circumference of the arena counterclockwise towards the well.

I noticed Terrorblade noticing me. "You! Healer!" He started marching towards me, but Ray's elemental caught Terrorblade in another ice nova. "Ugh, crap! Rah!" Terrorblade threw down an energy bolt on the elemental, instantly vaporizing it. He broke the nova, trying to run to me again, but Ray kept him slowed. Terrorblade jumped to me (at the back-right pillar) but before he could land an attack, I trotted around the pillar to the inner side.

"Can't touch this!" I taunted.

"You damn pillar-humper!" Terrorblade tried to dash around the pillar, but I would dash in the same rotating direction (counterclockwise). This is exactly like ring-around-the-rosy, and it was fairly hillarious.

"What, you mad?" Ray laughed.

"Get out of the pillar and fight me you coward!" We switched directions so we both ended up going clockwise around the pillar. "Pillar-humping is for losers!" But I was getting fairly tired, and my breath was draining. Mustering every last once of strenght, I quickly dashed to the back-left pillar and dropped into Prowl. "Damnit! You stupid little sneak!" Terrorblade turned his attention to Ray. "No matter. I'll just kill YOU then, Dovahkiin!"

Unfortunately, Ray found himself in the center of the arena like a sitting duck, and without a Blink, he was easy pickings for Terrorblade, so Terrorblade hurled bolt after bolt of demonic energy at Ray. Ray was whittling down fast, but he caught himself in an Ice Block, the subsequent bolts shattering themselves on the iceberg from where Ray froze himself. "No! Die! Die! Die!" Terrorblade's temper is rising as he desperately tried to kick at the iceberg, but the ice would not shatter. Now is my time to strike.

I slowed my breathing for a bit then immediately lept forward and, with the roar of a lion, pounced Terrorblade with a downwards strike using both paws. Catching Terrorblade out of surprise, I quickly raked a back wound onto him with my left paw, shredded him a few times with my right paw for good measure, and before he could turn around, jumped up and maimed the back of his head by joining my two paws onto the sides of Terrorblade's skull. "Eat this, shitpickle!" I shouted.

"Damnit!" Terrorblade muttered as he was then stunned out. He knelt down on his right knee, put his right fist on the floor, and put his left arm on his left knee.

I quickly transformed back into a human, jumped onto Terrorblade, then threw my entire weight towards the back of my body, causing Terrorblade to lean back. I landed on the ground, causing Terrorblade's body to straighten out with his back towards the floor, leaning on me. I put my arms around Terrorblade's neck, despite his wings being obtrusive and him being fairly heavy in his metamorphose form. I struggled to hold Terrorblade steady, but I could manage. As Ray came out of his Ice Block, I called out to him. "Do the thing, Ray!"

"Do what thing?" Ray asked.

"Break the Gentlemen's Code!" I shouted, struggling to keep Terrorblade held up. Terrorblade came out of his stun, but I was holding him tight by my neck, choking him. He gagged quite alot.

"Cole, you can't possibly mean..." Ray retorted.

"Just do it, Ray! It's the only way!" Ray turned back to Stan, Wendy, and Isaac, and surprisingly, they all gave approving nods. They gave him a thumbs up, telling him to go for it. I smiled again. I'm glad they could trust me to know what to do. But the problem is that I was losing my physical grip on Terrorblade. "Please! Fart on his balls! Do it now!"

Ray turned back to me, blinked his eyes, then nodded. "Alright. Here goes nothing." Ray put his right hand next to his ass, and farted quite harshly into it. With his right hand cupped, he released the Cup-A-Spell to Terrorblade, a cloud of fart and shit. As the fart traveled to Terrorblade's "balls", I lost my grip on Terrorblade and began to fall backwards at the exact moment the fart made contact with Terrorblade's "balls" (and I'm not sure if Terrorblade even has actual balls). Nevertheless, an explosion followed by a white flash of light shone out of Terrorblade's private region, blinding me and disorienting me.

"Ow! Crap!" As far as I know, I fell on my butt. When I could see again, I could see nothing but black smoke fading into the air where Terrorblade last stood. Finally, it was over.

"So this was it," Stan said. "Terrorblade is done."

"We can all go home now," Wendy added.

"Guys! Look!" Isaac pointed in my direction. I turned around to see the white flames in the well formed a human figure. "I don't think so, look!" What was next was revealed to me a figure with a white robe. He was an angel with blue hair cropped down like mine, wore a purple toga, had white angelic wings, and had a tanned skin tone like Magina's. He wielded two spiky glaives like Terrorblade did, only they glowed yellow. Who could this be?

"Who the hell is that?" Stan asked.

"I-I don't know, Stan." Stan and Wendy held each other tight. As I joined my friends, Isaac hid behind me, and Ray stood close to me.

The five of us got up and approached the blue-haired man with caution. We met the man in the middle of the arena floor, in between all the pillars. The man looked around, then gave us nothing more than a heartwarming smile. What he then said next threw my mind out of this world. It almost made me faint. It almost made me think that I was in some sort of surreal dream right now, and perhaps I am. But no matter, the tone of the words were so graceful and beautiful it could make birds sing.

"I...am Terrorblade."


Some more notes, this time about my OCs.

Cole was at first a blatant self-insert, as noticed in the first seven chapters or so, but as I continued this story along, I ended up turning him into a Cartman/Kyle fusion (or Kyman personification) that is somewhat more mellow - at least that's what I think. I know not many people are a fan of Cartman, but my intent on making Cole kind of an ass isn't for readers to exactly sympathize with him or see him as a role model, but it's to make him a somewhat believable character, and hopefully I'm doing at least a decent job of not making a Mary Sue (or Gary Stu, if you will).

Isaac was also easy for me to do as he ended up being the reversal of Cole. I just had to imagine what Cole would be up to and do the opposite, somewhat. This allowed for a good opposing dynamic between the two, and I was proud of the result.

For me, Ray is harder to get right because the storyline of the Stick of Truth game revolves around Dovahkiin since Dovahkiin is the chosen one, and this fic is no different. Added to the fact that it is implied that Dovahkiin in the game doesn't talk much, is snarky when he does, and whose actions mimics a typical gamer's, it can become fairly difficult. I think what ended up happening is that I shifted his personality between Cole's and Isaac's, and he felt fairly redundant outside of being Dovahkiin because Stan is Stan, Wendy is more-or-less female Kyle, Cole covers the asshole niche that Cartman would (to a lesser extent of course), and Isaac is basically the child of a Bunny pairing.

Of course though, writing a good OC takes practice, and my mistake is that it was something I did not take seriously at first. I'm not trying to make excuses, but I am saying that it's easy to botch the job with the first OC (I consider Cole the first because this fic is in his POV), but it takes time and patience.

I'll talk about my thoughts on Stendy in the end of the next chapter.