South Down: Indeed.
vh1660924: Kyle's a guilt-ridden character; he felt bad about destroying Cartman's electronics once he found out he wasn't skankhunt42. I don't think it's that OOC that he'd be hesitant about killing him, even if he wasn't "really" killing him.
GBond007: Maybe.
I am a burglar: Been a while since I've seen you.
Blackpanthaa: Uuh...
Kenny and Annie clutched each other protectively as the two older, larger boys closed in. The Subzero Titans snapped their metal claws threateningly as they approached the pair, clearly relishing the power they had over them.
Before Kenny or Annie could react, one of the titans sprang nearly a dozen feet into the air before plunging down towards them. Snapping out of their trance, the two jumped to avoid being crushed under the titan's feet. As he landed, a shockwave rippled from the ground, sending the two of them flying through the air, landing roughly in the icy snow.
Kenny groaned as he pushed himself off the ground. Craning his head around, he saw Annie, facedown in the snow, unmoving. Slowly, his eyes narrowed as anger coursed through his veins. As the other titan strode over to him, Kenny unexpectedly sprung to his feet, a chunk of ice in his hand. He hurled the chunk into the titan's masked face, sending him tumbling backwards and crashing into the ground.
"Hey!" The other titan shouted, enraged at seeing his comrade struck by the smaller boy. He charged towards Kenny, slamming into him with the force of a freight train. He smashed him against the wall of the cave entrance, sending ice and snow flying in all directions. Above them, the mountain rumbled slightly.
As the titan stepped backwards, Kenny groaned in pain, sliding down the wall and onto the ground. The titan loomed over him, and raised his foot over his head. Before he could bring it down, however, he felt a sharp pain shoot through his leg. Yelping, he collapsed onto the ground. Looking a his leg, he saw Annie, sinking her teeth into his skin.
"Little bitch!" He snarled. Reaching out, he snatched Annie's large, curly hair, yanking her off his leg. Using his arm, he pinned her to the ground, raising his metal fist up in the air. Annie punched and kicked, but the titan was too powerful.
Getting to his feet, the dazed Kenny saw the titan preparing to strike the blonde. "(Annie!)" He shouted, and rushed to intervene.
Alas, he was too late.
The titan brought his metal fist down, slamming it dead-center into Annie's chest. The force of the glow caused the girl's enter body to flail in agony, and a scream escaped her lips. At that moment, Kenny tackled the titan, sending both boys flying through the air.
Annie tried to get up, only to feel a sharp pain shooting in her chest. Looking down, she saw a patch of ice on her chest, where the titan had struck her. Her eyes widened as, rapidly, the ice spread across her body.
"Kenn-" She started, but was cut off as her mouth was frozen solid.
Kenny was currently on top of the titan, punching him in the face repeatedly. He whipped his head over in Annie's direction, and a gasp escaped his lips as he saw the girl had been transformed into an ice statue.
"(No,)" He whispered in horror.
His momentary pause allowed the titan to kick him off of him. "Your little girlfriend won't save you now," He sneered as he and the other titan approached the downed Kenny.
"That map will be ours," The other titan said, cracking his knuckles. "And so will you." To spook the smaller boy, he slammed his metal fist into the ground, sending another shockwave through the mountain.
As Kenny looked up, dazed, he noticed drops of snow and ice falling onto him. Glancing upwards, he saw the icy mountaintop starting to shake, no doubt from all the fighting occurring below it. More and more snow began to rain down, but the titans were too focused on Kenny to notice.
The blond's eyes glistened as an idea sprang to mind. Getting up, he rushed towards the walls of the cave entrance.
"Don't think your puny little legs will get you far!" One of the titans snarled. "There's no way you can escape us!" He and his friend charged after Kenny.
The parka-wearing boy narrowed his eyes as the two titans rushed towards him, preparing to crush him against the wall. He waited until they were a second away from him.
Then, he jumped to the side.
The two titans were running too fast to change directions. The mountain quaked as the pair slammed headfirst into the icy wall, sending snow and ice pellets flying through the air.
Dazed from the blow, the two titans flopped onto their backs. Groaning, one of them craned their eyes opened and stared up at the sky.
Once he did, his eyes widened in horror.
At the top of the mountain, the large amount of ice and snow attached to the mountaintop were dislodged. Like a tidal wave, it plunged down towards the mountain. The two titans were so dazed that they couldn't get out of the way in time.
Kenny, meanwhile, had scooped up the still-frozen Annie and was rushing down the mountain as fast as he could. Behind him, he could hear the two titans let out a brief scream that was abruptly ended as they were buried by the avalanche. As he ran, it occurred to him that he hadn't thought of how he and Annie would escape.
Running as fast as he could, Kenny could hear, and feel, the avalanche chasing him like a pack of ravenous wolves. He was practically at the bottom of the mountain when it finally caught up to him.
With a scream, he and Annie were consumed by the snowslide.
Butters rubbed his knuckles together nervously as he hesitantly trailed behind the three girls as they wandered through a meadow.
Ever since their escape pod had landed in the Mystic area, the small group had been wandering aimlessly, hoping to find someone who could give them directions. Butters could feel the anger radiating off the three girls, especially Wendy, but he said nothing, lest they direct it at him. He was, after all, an outsider among the group.
Finally, Bebe exclaimed, "I can't believe those stupid boys got the better of us! Again!"
"There's no need to dwell on it, Bebe," Red replied. She seemed to be taking things the best out of the three. "Unless they get the key, it's not all over for us."
"Not all over for us?" Bebe asked, turning to face the redhead. "First we let the map slip out of our hands, then we lose Annie, and then we let the map slip out of our hands again! I'm sorry, but if it's not all over for us, it soon will be!"
At that moment, Butters felt the need to interject. "Well, hey ladies," He started. "Things may seem bad now, but who knows, they can get better."
Wendy, who'd been silent up to that point, retorted angrily. "And how do you suppose we'll do that?!" She snapped. "You got some master plan you can pull out of your ass that'll help?!"
Dejected, Butters shrunk away, looking down.
"Hey there," Red said, wrapping an arm around Butters and pulling him close protectively. "That is no way to talk to our, blond, naive, innocent Butters!" She shot a disapproving glare at Wendy, placing her chin on top of Butters' head.
Wendy sighed. "I'm sorry, Butters," She said. "It's just. . . I'd expect this bullshit from Cartman, but so far, all of our troubles have been caused by Stan and Kyle of all people. It's just kind of off-putting. And to make matters worse, we lost Annie."
"I'm real sorry about that," Butters mumbled. "If there was a way I could help, I would."
At that moment, an older boy in a white suite happened to pass by. "Hello there," He called out to the small group. "You look like you're lost. You need a hand?"
The girls stared at the boy, and Red saw that he was holding a book titled The Book of Mormon. "Guys, it's a missionary," She whispered to them.
"What do we do?" Bebe whispered in response.
Butters, meanwhile, strode up to the Mormon Missionary. "Hello there," He said. "Um, do you happen to know where we could find a place of shelter?"
"Why, sure I do," The missionary replied. "About a mile from here, you'll find the Holy Road. If you follow it, you'll soon make it to Father Maxi's church. In fact, a rather large group made it there not too long ago. They were led by a boy wearing black armor with glowing blue markings."
That got the girls' attention. "Jackpot," Wendy whispered.
"Thanks for the directions," Butters said to the boy.
"Not a problem," The missionary replied cheerfully. "If you excuse me, though, I have to be on my way. I still have hours of humanitarian and community services to attend to." He strode off, holding the Book of Mormon close to his chest.
"What a nice guy," Butters said as he turned around to face the girls, only to see them all grinning wickedly.
"W-What?" He asked, confused.
"Come on, Butters!" Red exclaimed, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him as she and the girls headed in the direction of the Holy Road. "We have some church service to attend to!"
Kyle sighed as he wandered through the barren desert. After his meeting with the mysterious girl, he had shifted from his Bounty Hunter form to his Gunslinger one to stand out less in the Wild West.
A part of him still felt queasy as he neared Cartman's location. Even with the sound logic the girl had given him, something about seeking Cartman out to murder him rubbed him the wrong way, even if he knew Cartman wouldn't actually die.
"Come on, Kyle," He said to himself. "The fatass deserves it. Heck, he deserves worse than whatever punishment you could dish out on him."
As he walked, he couldn't help but feel he was being watched. He turned around to look behind him, but all he saw was a string of cacti and hills. Hesitantly, he continued on his way.
"Why do I feel paranoid?" He mumbled to himself. "After all, I'm the one who's planning to commit-"
BOOM!
Before Kyle could react, he was sent flying by a large explosion that had erupted from behind him. He landed on the ground roughly, his cape sizzling from the explosion.
"What. . . the Hell. . ." He whispered, groaning in pain as he sat up. His eyes focused, and he caught sight of none other than Outlaw Tweek, peeking out from behind one of the cactuses, holding a slingshot with a stick of dynamite attached.
"Surrender or die!" He shouted, a crazed look in his eyes. Before Kyle could respond, Tweek let out a loud cry and launched the dynamite at him.
Kyle screamed as he doze out of the way, narrowly avoiding the explosion. "Tweek, dude, I don't have time for this!" He shouted, jumping behind a cactus. "I'm on an important mission!"
"You have the picture of the map on your phone!" Tweek yelled at him. "I can't let you go back to your group! You're coming with me or else!"
Kyle groaned, annoyed. Whipping out his pistols, he dove out from his hiding spot, firing at Tweek. One of the bullets grazed Tweek's shoulder, eliciting a shout of pain from him.
"Please, Tweek, I don't want to hurt you!" Kyle told him as he aimed the gun at him. "I'm after someone else!"
Fighting through his pain, Tweek launched another stick of dynamite. His injured shoulder impaired his aiming, causing the dynamite to land a distance away from Kyle, but the force of the explosion was nonetheless strong enough to knock Kyle onto the ground.
Groaning, Kyle sat upwards, and saw that his guns had been knocked a distance away. Before he could reach them, Tweek launched another dynamite stick at them, blowing them to pieces. Then, he turned and aimed his slingshot at Kyle.
"Shit," Kyle whispered. His only option was to transform, but could he do it quick enough before Tweek fired?
As the two boys stared each other down, Kyle noticed Tweek look up from him. Then, he saw Tweek's skin pale, and his eyes widen in horror at whatever he was staring at. His jaw dropped and the slingshot slipped out of his hands.
"The President!" He shouted in terror. "Gaaah!"
And with that, Tweek took off in the opposite direction, running as fast as he could.
Kyle stood up and watched Tweek flee, a confused look on his face. "What the Hell?" He said.
It was then that he noticed a shadow looming over him. Whipping around, he looked up, and his eyes, too, widened.
There, wearing a cape and mask, and holding a sabre, was none other than Swordsman Garrison.
"Gee, I don't know what got him so spooked," Garrison said, twirling his sabre before resting it on his shoulder. "It's not like he was Canadian or Mexican or anything."
". . . Mr. Garrison?" Kyle said, surprised to see him. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to make this country great again," The President replied casually. "Well, at least once I get my hands on that key. Might fuck a couple people to death along the way."
". . . Yeah," Kyle replied, not really knowing how to respond.
An awkward silence ensued. "So, what are you doing out here?" Garrison asked.
"I'm looking to collect a bounty," Kyle replied.
"Oh, a bounty?" The President replied. "That sounds fun. And who are you collecting?"
"Cartman," Kyle replied.
"Well he's not hard to find," Garrison told him. "There's a town not too far from here. Word is he and his friends were heading there. I'll take you there myself."
"Really?" Kyle asked. "Gee, thanks."
"Don't mention it," Garrison said. "I could use a little entertainment out there. It's the Wild West, for Pete's sake."
With that, the two set off towards the town.
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