Authors Note: Just an FYI, everyone's POV will show a different name for the texts since it's what they put them in as on their phone.
Stan POV
(Takes place right after the last chapter)
I couldn't take my eyes off my phone. Everything was going great, as great as it could go with Token freaking the fuck out and Kyle still dealing with Ike. Poor guy, I feel really bad for him. He and Ike were super close, they'd do everything together. Who knew the one time he didn't want to play with Ike would lead to his death. Don't get me wrong, I don't blame him, but I'm just saying. God I need a drink. This is crazy.
UnknownNumber has left "We Need to Talk"
Me: Wtf was that?! Who tf was that?!
KennyG: How tf was that?!
Me: Dude, now is not the time.
KennyG: U rite, sry
RichBoi: I TOLD u something was up. That must be whoevers behind this. We need to talk. In person. My place?
Me: I'm down. Idk if ull get Kyle tho. He hasn't left his house in days.
SuperCraig: Your his bf go get him
Me: DUDE WE""RE NOT DATING
I could feel myself blush. Everyone always thinks that we're dating because we're super best friends but….okay maybe it's a little gay. Maybe I'm a little gay. But we're getting off topic!
SuperCraig: I meant best friend you dumb fuck
Me: Oh :|
LilButters: Kyle hasn't responded in a while. You okay little buddy?
Tweedle: Oh gosh Kyle? Are you there?
I PMed Kyle but nothing. He didn't even read it and not respond. Now I'm kinda getting worried.
Token: Just texted him and nothing. Do you think….?
Me: No! Don't say that dude. I'll go over to his place and check on him. Brb
I put my phone away and hastily grabbed by jacket, beanie and shoes and raced out of the house. Luckily he wasn't far. I didn't even bother knocking. His dad's probably not even home since it's getting late and his mother hasn't left Ike's room probably. I opened the door, my hand shaking as I turned the key. What if Token is right? What if whatever got Ike got...no! I can't think like that.
I bust open Kyle's door and saw him on the floor curled up into a ball. His phone was on and facing the ceiling, giving me a good view of the picture. So that's what that fucker sent….
"Kyle...Kyle you're okay. God I was so worried, we…" The breath got knocked out of me when he enveloped me into a bone crushing hug, placing his head on my shoulder and bawling his eyes out.
"It's all my fault!" He said between sobs. I patted his back awkwardly, my face flushing. "If I hadn't said no to him, he would've been alive!"
I pushed him off of me, placing my hands on his shoulders. "Don't say that dude! What if it got to you as well! What would I have done if I lost you? We know it wasn't an accident now, we can figure this shit out!" I shook him a little, hoping my message would sink in.
He nodded, placing his head in his hands and sighing. "You're right but that doesn't make everything ok. That picture...whoever is doing this is fucking sick. What if it's not even human? Sometimes I wish we didn't live in a "quiet little mountain town"." I laughed a little at that, causing Kyle to chuckle slightly too. A lot of the parents think the abnormal occurrences in town are due to drugs in the water or not sleeping enough and hallucinating. Us kids know what's actually up though.
"Yeah heh...so Token wants us to meet up at his place, talk about this in person. You up for that?" I saw the inner debate he was having and quickly added "If you're not feeling up for it, that's fine, but...we're worried. Hell, I think Craig was getting worried when you weren't responding. Please, for me?" He looked down and….is he blushing?! Omg omg omg! What do I feel, how do I react? Is he gay? Am I gay? I think so but now is not the time! His brother just died for fucks sake!
"Sure Stan. Just...let me go shower. I smell like a wet dog." He stood up and rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
Was it something I said?
Once Kyle finished up, I texted the group chat and let everyone know we were on our way over. We walked since Kyle told me that his mother wouldn't even come out when she heard us screaming and him crying, so she sure as hell wasn't gonna drive us to Token's. And I am not dragging my parents into this. Especially since dad's probably out drinking with Kyle and Kenny's dads.
Eventually we made it and got let in by the security guard. He's pretty nice once you get past the fact that he almost pepper sprays you everytime you come even close. Pretty sure it's that Douchebags fault.
We went inside and down to the old Freedom Pals base. There were still some remnants of the base: the taped boxes that were the training rooms, even our old costumes were piled in some of those boxes. Reminds us of the good ol' days.
"Took you guys long enough. Tweek has gone through a whole pot of coffee and Butters near burned a hole in the rug from his pacing." Craig said from his position on a beanbag. I rolled my eyes, used to his Craig-isms. Our group sans that fat fuck Cartman and Craig's group sans Clyde have become pretty close. It sucked when Timmy and Jimmy went to some school together in Denver, but we still see them sometimes.
Butters ran up to Kyle and hugged him so hard I think a rib cracked. "We were so worried! We thought maybe that phone monster got to ya." Phone monster?
"Phone monster?" I said, voicing my thoughts.
"I don't think it's a phone monster, Butters," Kenny said, coming up behind him and throwing his arms around him. "Probably some stupid fucking kid laughing his ass off about the fact that he's spooked us. $10 says it's one of Cartman's new lackies doing a hazing ritual to "scare the Jew" or whatever."
"I don't think it's some kid, Kenny." Kyle spoke up, his face serious. "I don't think it's a phone monster either. I don't know what to think. But I have an idea."
"So do I," Craig spoke up, sitting up straight on the beanbag. "I was reading a book a while back on the history of South Park and I found something weird. I think I saw...it as well. I didn't say anything, thought I was going crazy." Tweek immediately rushed over to his boyfriend and hugged him.
"Craig why didn't you say something? I would've gah believed you! You could've been killed!"
"I think if it wanted me dead, I would be dead. He's playing with us. He's taunting us or something. But I read in this book that South Park has a pretty big history of children going missing, dying, shit like that. What if it's all connected?" Craig said, hugging Tweek back.
Kenny suddenly stood up from his place on the floor. "You guys, I got it! If Ike was taken through the sewers, maybe that's where this fucker is!"
I raised my eyebrow at that. It's not a bad thought, but "So you're saying we have to go...to the sewers...where it is? Are you insane, what if we die too?! I'm too young to die, man!" I exclaimed.
"But what if that's our only option?" Kyle spoke up from beside me. He was hugging himself, obviously upset with how the conversation was going. "What if...what if we destroy it? Wouldn't we save the kids of South Park? I..don't want what happened to Ike to happen to Karen or Tricia or anyone!" Wow, I haven't seen him get this passionate since we were little. Ever since Cartman left *cough cough* kicked out, he hasn't had anyone to spark that fire inside him.
God I need to stop with this gay shit.
"That's nice and heroic and stuff, but we're fucking 11 and 12 year olds. What the hell are we going to do against some monster fucker that lives in the sewers?!" Craig said.
Token sighed. "I don't know, Craig, it's worth checking out. Maybe if we have proof we can go to the cops, report this thing. Maybe it really is some stupid hobo living out there, killing kids, and stalking us. Wouldn't put it past anyone in this town. I think we can handle ourselves, though. I have an old BB gun and we used to be superheroes for Christ sake! It might have been fake, but we literally took down mutant 6th graders, ninjas, and fuck all!" He right doe. We totally kicked ass despite our powers not being real. Although, pretty sure Mysterion's might be real...wonder where that guy went.
"Fine, fine, but when we die, I'm so haunting you!" Craig said, standing up and leading Tweek upstairs. "If you need me, I'll be raiding your fridge. Can't go on a monster hunt without a snack, yeh?"
That left Token, Butters, Kenny, Kyle and I sitting there. "So...are we all in?" Token asked.
"I don't know fellas, my dad might get angry with me for hunting down demons in the sewers."
"Dude, just tell him you were studying with us or some shit. He needs to lay off of you." Kenny said.
"Well...I guess so… if we're saving lives and all that." He smiled a little and then turned towards the stairs. "I'm gonna run to my house, grab a few Professor Chaos things, might come in handy, right?" And then there were four.
"God, I hate his douchebag dad! Where does he get off grounding Butters at the drop of a hat. I swear, if I ever find out he hit him…"
"Dude, if I didn't know better, I'd say you two were dating." I said, laughing. Kenny didn't respond. "You're not dating...are you?"
"Uhhh…..I plead the fifth!" He then dashed upstairs, calling after Butters to wait up. They are sooooo dating, no one does that if they're innocent.
"Hey Stan...can I talk to you? In private?" Kyle said, turning to look at Token. Token put up his hands in "defeat" and followed everyone else upstairs, screaming at Craig to leave his Mom's roast alone. Then Kyle dropped a pretty big bombshell on me.
"Stan, I think Ike is alive."
