South Down: Kind of forgot about him.
GBond007: Don't worry; you'll get it.
After what seemed like ages, Stan, Kyle, Ike and Randy finally reached the rendezvous point on the Holy Road. As they arrived, they were met with Sharon and some of the surviving Indians.
"Stanley!" Sharon cried as the boys landed on the ground, rushing up to hug her son. "You're okay!"
"Hey, I'm here, too," The Amazingly Randy piped in as the cocks dropped him unceremoniously.
"Yeah, sure," Sharon said dismissively before turning her attention back to Stan. "I was so worried about you! I thought you were captured, or worse!"
"We're fine, mom," Stan reassured her. "We got some good news, too. We lost the map, but Kyle uploaded a picture of it onto his phone. We can still make it."
"Well then there's no time to waste!" Kyle declared. "We have to get going before Craig or the Girls catch up to us."
Stan frowned. He still remembered the look on Wendy's face when he had struck against her for the second time since they'd started the game. It made him uncomfortable having to be enemies with her in the game, but he felt like he didn't have a choice.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when one of the Indian Braves said, "What are we gonna do? We can't just walk the whole way to the key. It's way past our bedtime, anyways."
"Yeah, we need to find a place to stay for the night," A hunter agreed.
"What are we gonna do, chief?" Another brave asked Stan.
Stan grimaced. "Well, first of all. . . you guys are gonna have to change costumes," He told them. "A bunch of Indians fit back at the forest, but you're gonna stick out like sore thumbs in this setting."
The Indians murmured among each other. "Yeah, he's got a point," One of the braves said. "We're Campaign kids. We gotta roll with what fits the setting." Whipping out his phone, he changed into a Holy Defender. The other Indians did the same.
"Now, then," Stan said, turning to Kyle. "Show us the map. There's gotta be somewhere nearby we can stay at."
Kyle obeyed, pulling out his phone and revealing the photo of the map. Looking through it, Stan's eyes landed on a church that the Holy Road led to.
"Hey, it's Father Maxi's church!" Stan pointed out. "He'll have to welcome a bunch of lost souls looking for a safe haven!"
"Yeah!" Randy said. "Let's go there!"
The large group of kids shouted in agreement. They immediately set off down the Holy Road, but Kyle stayed where he was.
"Kyle, aren't you coming?" Stan asked, confused.
Kyle shrugged. "Eh. . . I'll stay back and make sure nobody's following us," He told Stan. "I'll catch up with you tomorrow."
"Kyle, it could be dangerous," Stan reminded him, concerned. "Craig. . . the girls. . ."
"Trust me, Stan, I'm the best equipped to handle any trouble," Kyle reassured him. Turning out, he took flight, soaring away.
Stan frowned, upset to see his friend set off on his own. However, he heard Sharon call out, "Stan!" And reluctantly turned to follow the group down the road.
I hope you're right, Kyle, he thought as he caught up with the others.
Alien Clyde gulped as he was met with a series of angry glares from Craig, Tweek and Token as soon as they exited their escape pod outside the forest.
"Okay, so I might of screwed-up back there-" He started, but was cut off by Craig striking his alien helmet, nearly knocking him over.
"Screwed-up is an understatement!" He snapped angrily. "What the Hell was that back there?! You gave your phone to the enemy, and now Kyle has a replacement map!"
"I had no choice!" Clyde defended himself. "I was an Alien, and she's an Alien Queen! She outranks me!"
"Then why didn't you just switch costumes!" Token asked, frustrated.
Clyde opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out. He realized, to his embarrassment, that Token had a point.
Nearby, Enforcer Jimmy and Mecha Timmy approached the gang. "C-Come on, fellas," Jimmy said, hoping to diffuse the situation. "You still have a picture of the map."
"Yeah, but now Stan and his friends are ahead of us!" Craig pointed out.
"Hey, they can't have gotten that far," Token said. "Why don't we send someone to find their location and report back to us?"
Craig thought it over for a moment. "You may be on to something," He replied. "We'll go on the Holy Road. Meanwhile, we'll send someone with flying abilities to scout out the area."
"Hey, I've already done enough solo missions," Clyde said.
"After your screw-up?" Craig snapped. "Please. I'm putting this mission in the hands of someone more trustworthy." Turning to Tweek, he pointed a finger at him.
Tweek's eyes widened. "Me?!" He shouted, incredulous. "How can I-"
"One of your forms can fly," Craig reminded him. "You can scout out the area and report the location of Stan and the others. And I know you can deal with anyone who tries to mess with you."
Tweek bit his lip, but nodded. "A-Alright, Craig," He said. "See you tomorrow!" Whipping out his phone, he transformed into Imp Tweek and took to the sky, soaring off into the air.
Craig sighed heavily as he watched Tweek soar off. After a few moments, he turned to his gang.
"Well, what are we all standing around here for?" He asked. "Let's get a move on."
In the icy mountains, Kenny and Annie trudged through the snow. To better acclimate with his surroundings, Kenny had transformed into his Inuit form. Annie didn't have an equivalent form, and shivered in the cold.
"So, you didn't come here with your friends?" Annie asked Kenny as the two searched for shelter.
Kenny shook his head. "(I couldn't afford the headphones,)" He explained. "(They had to play without me. Luckily someone loaned me a pair, but I still have to catch up to them.)"
"That sucks," Annie replied sympathetically. "I got separated from my friends. I have no idea where they are. Kind of why I'm traveling with you now."
"(Hm,)" Kenny said. At that moment, his eyes caught sight of a small cave inside the mountain.
"(Look!)" He shouted, pointing at the cave. "(We can stay there for the night!)" Grabbing Annie by the wrist, he dragged her towards the cave. The two rushed inside the large cavern, stopping once they were far enough inside that they could no longer see the exit.
"This looks cozy," Annie said, plopping onto her bottom. "What are we gonna do in the morning?"
"(In the morning, we're going to go out and find our friends,)" Kenny replied with a determined tone. "(But for now, you get some rest. You need it after everything that's happened to you.)"
Annie yawned. "Yeah, that sounds nice," She said, laying down on her side. The ground was hard and icy, but it was better than nothing.
"I hope I find Wendy and the others soon," She whispered as she began to doze off. "Then we can find the key together."
Kenny stared off into the distance, Annie's last words floating in his ears. The key.
I hope I find that key, he thought to himself as he lay down next to Annie. For you, Karen.
The girl let out a deep sigh as she got off her motorcycle in another section of the icy mountains. Removing her helmet, she let her long hair fall free as she took a seat next to her bike.
For a few moments, she tried to catch her breath. Even she wasn't immune to fatigue, especially after riding such a long distance. However, she knew she couldn't rest for long. She had to keep track of the other players.
"Alright, let's take a look," She whispered, tapping a few buttons on her wrist. Immediately, a digital hologram of the game world materialized above her wrist, with tiny dots indicating a player.
"Hmm," She said, scanning the dots. With another click of a button, she summoned a keyboard hologram. Quickly, she typed out Kenny McCormick's name. Instantly, one of the dots in the icy mountains glowed brightly.
"There you are," She said. "You have a long way to go, Kenny. How about we check on some other familiar faces?"
She typed out Kyle Broflovski's name. Another dot, moving rapidly from the Holy Road to the desert, glowed. The girl furrowed her eyebrows, and then typed Eric Cartman's name. Another dot, in another section of the desert, glowed.
A grin spread across the girl's face as an idea formed in her head. "Now that's a thought," She whispered. Pressing a button, she caused the hologram to vanish.
Putting on her helmet, the girl jumped onto the bicycle. "Alright, girl, get a grip," She said as she revved up the engines. "You have a long day ahead of you."
With that, she rode off down the mountains and towards the desert.
Read and review.