Disclaimer - Don't own south park or any of the characters, just bored and wanted to write something fun.

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Chapter 9

In the student council room...

Stan sat watching Kyle, it was 3:30 in the afternoon now. Kyle had slept for nearly 7 hours and still showed no signs of waking. Wendy had told him not to worry, he'd simply used far too much magic trying to fend off the shell. Apparently Kyle managed to teleport himself. Even Butters said he couldn't do something like that, surprising Stan, after his mother Butters was the second most powerful mage he knew. Though if he was honest he didn't know all that many. Wendy told them that Kyle's soul seemed to resonate with space alteration magic. Just like every person had different physical talents and specialties, each person's soul had a different magical inclination. This inclination made it easier for said mage to use certain kinds of magic, and more difficult to use others. Stan was already painfully aware of this fact. His soul possessed no inclination towards any magic that Wendy could find. "Ugh...my head is killing me..." Stan was startled from his thoughts by Kyle attempting to sit up finally awake.

"Dude slow down, you took a beating earlier!" Stan said jumping up and trying to push his friend back down onto the couch he'd been resting on. Kyle sleepily looked over at Stan, it took him a moment to register what was being said. Stan could tell Kyle was really out of it. Kyle rolled away and buried his head into the couch.

"Coffee." Came a muffled plea, Stan just stared at his friend.

"Huh?" Stan tried asking. Kyle rolled around quickly and glared with red eyes at his friend.

"Head Killing me. Need coffee." He rolled back over and buried his head back into the cushions. Kyle's head felt like it was going to split in half, and he had a terrible craving for coffee like never before. Bewildered Stan stumbled towards the door.

"Alright dude, uh, hang on. I'll go get some." He turned the handle on the door and opened it to walk out, but in came Wendy with a tray of food, and a cup of coffee.

"Welcome back Kyle, come sit at the table and eat this you'll feel much better. You've had a rough day." Wendy said setting the food down and ushering Kyle into his seat. Kyle just stared at Stan for a moment before digging into the fruit salad Wendy had prepared for him and took a deep sip of coffee. He sighed and slowed down to enjoy his meal. He felt as though he hadn't eaten in weeks. "Well that is what happens when you use magic beyond your means." Wendy giggled watching Kyle eat.

"Yea Mrs. Marsh warned me abou-" Kyle froze mid sentence, fork with a slice of apple on it inches from his face. His eyes darted to Wendy who had an innocent smile on her face and then to Stan who smiled sheepishly and shrugged. "Uhh...how do you..." He started to ask but then felt a rage build up in him as he jumped to the first conclusion. "You told WENDY!?" Kyle jumped up and stormed over to where his best friend was sitting, Stan had his hands up in front of him in defense. He looked over to his girlfriend who was stealing an apple slice from Kyle's plate.

"Uhh Wends, little help?" Stan called as he tried to back away from Kyle who was practically in his lap now. Wendy just ignored him and kept picking at Kyle's left over food. She really liked fruit.

"How could you tell her and not me!?" Kyle swung at Stan wildly missing and started swinging with abandon. How could his best friend tell someone else and not him. The chair started to tip and finally fell back towards the door. Kyle was straddling Stan now trying to pummel his face when the door to the room opened.

"Hey Kyle awake ye-" Kenny started and stared down at the two boys on the floor. Butters pushed past Kenny to see what he was looking at.

"What is it Ke-" Butters like-wise froze. Kyle looked up red faced and panting Stan had a terrified look on his own red face and his shirt was torn at the collar. Both Kenny and Butters turn on their heels and closed the door saying. "Sorry to interrupt!" Stan and Kyle both turned beat red at this and Kyle jumped off Stan and ran back to his seat while the other boy ran after their blond friends.

"When Stan comes back in the room please don't attack him Kyle, he didn't tell me anything, I just know" Kyle just stared at her suddenly too uncomfortable to make eye contact, something was different with Wendy now, it made him nauseous. "You feel it now don't you?" He turned back to face her to see Wendy's face an inch from his own. He had no choice but to make direct eye contact now. His head started to swim and he felt like he was drowning even though he was certain he could breath. Just when he felt he would faint Wendy closed her eyes and slid off the table and back into her seat across from Kyle. The nausea abated immediately, he let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

"What did you just do to me...?" Kyle asked slumping back in his chair. Wendy just smiled innocently back.

"It was nothing I did intentionally, you just happen to be more aware now." Wendy said cryptically grabbing an orange slice from his food. "Oh the boys are back now." She said just before Stan opened the door, Kyle hadn't even heard them. Kenny and Butters walked in behind Stan and sat in the two seats to the left of Wendy and Stan sat in the seat to the right. Kyle looked from face to face trying to figure out what was going on. Stan was the first to speak.

"We have a lot to tell you Kyle, now that you're a part of our world. But first I want you to know that each person at this table became part of our world before the found out I was a hunter. I wasn't just keeping it from you!" Stan said bowing his head in apology. Kyle just nodded not sure what to make of his statement.

"Yea specifically, Wendy and I were born into this world same as Stan, or at least in a similar way." Kenny chimed in and Wendy nodded in agreement. Kyle turned towards Butters who smiled.

"I'm just like you Kyle, kinda got dragged into this by someone important to me." Kyle noticed Kenny wince as Butters spoke.

"So all of you are hunters?" Kyle asked, he was sure that Stan had said it was just his family that protected Park County. Wendy was the one to speak this time.

"No, the only hunters here are you and Stan." Wendy said sipping on a cup of tea Kyle hadn't seen in her hand moments ago.

"I'm pretty worthless in a fight." Kenny said giving a sheepish smile and shrugging his shoulders. Kyle noticed both Butters and Stan fidget at Kenny's statement but Wendy was calm as ever. "And I don't want Butters to ever have to fight." He stated looking towards Stan who turned away. Kyle wondered if they were fighting.

"I'm not afraid Ken, you know I'm stron-" Kenny cut Butters off.

"No. That is the end of it." Kyle hadn't heard Kenny snap at Butters before, this must be a sensitive topic. Wendy cleared her throat.

"Besides that, I prefer to stay out of the affairs of hunters and shells." Wendy said sipping on her tea.

"What do you mean?" Kyle asked not sure what made one a hunter anymore. He thought it just meant you knew about the nightlands, he didn't know there were people who didn't consider themselves hunters.

"Kyle, there are only three humans in the room right now." Stan said in a flat tone that assured he was serious.

"But there are five of us here..." Kyle said looking around the table. Wendy smiled and looked at Kyle her face suddenly seeming impossibly beautiful.

"What do you see when you look at me Kyle." Her voice seemed to echo in Kyle's ears deafeningly. His head was spinning again, he thought her hair seemed to be floating up around her. And then like before it was suddenly over and she was a normal girl again.

"What the hell was that?" Kyle asked breathing hard, he felt dizzy. He looked around and saw Butters and Stan both seemed to be feeling the same effects though less so. Kenny though was just staring at Kyle. He made eye contact and suddenly he wished he hadn't, his head was spinning again but this time it was agony, maddening and dark everything about Kenny seemed wrong. Kyle screamed and fell back out of his chair.

"Kenny!" Wendy scolded slapping him. Everything suddenly calmed and Kyle was left shaking on the floor. He was rattled as Stan helped him back up into his chair.

"Oh sorry about that Kyle, I guess I went a bit overboard." Kenny said, receiving a glare from Stan, Kyle didn't notice though. Kenny knew Stan didn't entirely trust him, and with good reason but it still pissed him off.

"To sum up what happened Kyle, Wendy and Kenny aren't human." Butters said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "And now that you've been awakened to magic you're a lot more sensitive to supernatural phenomena." Kyle just nodded as the smaller blond continued. "Kenny and Wendy are always suppressing their magic aura. Otherwise people like you me and Stan would go insane, or die." Kyle looked to his best friend wide eyed for conformation who just nodded. Kyle looked around the room opening and closing his mouth over and over again. The past few days it was just one thing after another. He was so burnt out from all these revelations he wasn't sure how much more he could take.

"Oh you can take a lot more Kyle, you're very resilient. It's my favorite thing about you." Wendy said flashing a pretty smile. Kyle was mesmerized for a moment before he realized she read his mind.

"If you aren't a human...what are you?..." He could hardly believe that Wendy and Kenny were shells but if they weren't humans what else could they be.

"Gods." Wendy said shrugging. Kyle just let his jaw drop.

"Dude you should have a doctor check out your jaw..." Stan said jokingly as he watched his friend struggle to comprehend what he was being told. Kyle just turned to him.

"You're dating a god...?" Stan nodded and gave an uh huh in response. He turned to Butters who smiled sheepishly. Kyle wasn't sure who was more impressive at that moment, the two self proclaimed gods, or the two mortals who apparently were worthy to be dated.

"Oh Kyle don't think about it like that!" Wendy said waving her hand and smiling. "We aren't omnipotent beings living on clouds." Wendy giggled having read Kyle's mind she knew she hadn't exactly reassured him. Stan cut back in then.

"God is a term that hunters have given to beings who come to be by way of a massive amount of magic condensing within a single spot creating a new life form." Stan sat down next to Kyle as he spoke. "Each god has special abilities and attributes depending on their personalities." He pointed to Wendy. "Wendy is literally a know it all. She knows everything about whatever she sees." He turned to Kenny who decided to speak for himself.

"And I'm a god of torment. I see every horrible end possible for myself and others." He laughed in a way that made Kyle uncomfortable. "I use to think I was being killed over and over again, it took me a while to realize I was seeing possible futures not the past." Butters was rubbing Kenny's back trying to take his focus off of the past.

"Gods also have a control over magic unrivaled by any mage, even sorcerers." Stan said nodding towards Wendy.

"Except for me of course!" Kenny said giving another sheepish smile. "Like I said I'm worthless in a fight, I can't use magic at all. Even less than Stan actually."

"How come?" Kyle asked but he wished he hadn't when the room grew silent. Kenny shook his head as Butters went to say something.

"Not now, you've had a long enough day, fighting off that shell this morning and all this share and tell. I'll tell you someday, I'd appreciate it if no one told him for me." Kenny said looking at the other three who knew. Kyle didn't like being left out but Kenny was right about one thing, Kyle was exhausted. He hadn't even thought about the attack until he'd been reminded.

"What happened to all my injuries...I remember Stan cutting...the hallway in half...i think?" Kyle asked and Kenny laughed as Stan grew red.

"Don't know the meaning of the word restraint do ya dude?" Wendy frowned as she looked at Stan but quickly put on a smile before anyone saw.

"It was an emergency..." Stan mumbled turning away from the others.

"I healed your wounds with Butters help." Wendy said saving her boyfriend from further embarrassment. Butters looked embarrassed.

"I hardly did anything...and nothing you couldn't have done yourself." Butters said sheepishly. It was only then that they noticed Kyle had fallen asleep again.

"He really is worn out." Kenny remarked getting up from the table and patting Butters on the shoulder. The smaller blond got up and began to follow him to the door. "Welp schools over we're heading out, see you all tomorrow?" Stan and Wendy were already getting up and gathering their things and just nodded as he looked for a response.

"Make sure he doesn't practice any magic tonight Stan, I'm sure your mother will know, but sometimes she does get carried away..." Wendy said smiling, she had fond memories of learning to control her powers when she was much younger. She hadn't need instruction for long, being a god once she was given the basics she essentially knew everything else. She was sad thinking about it, sometimes she wished she could have learned the hard way. She shook it away surprised at herself, she wasn't human and so she didn't feel emotions like nostalgia but sometimes she faked them a bit too well.

"Yea I know, I'm taking him back to my house again and putting him right to bed." Stan said lifting Kyle up onto his back. Wendy grew thoughtful for a moment weighing her next words.

"Stan, what we talked about this morning...don't blame yourself for Kyle's mark, you did only what you had to in order to protect Kyle." He didn't look like he believed her until she added. "Stan I know everything about whatever I see remember? And I can see that Kyle doesn't regret this one bit." He looked a bit surprised as she skipped out of the room. Stan looked over his shoulder into the face of his best friend. He still felt guilty, but it did make him feel a bit better to think Kyle might actually be OK with what his life was now.

Later at Stan's house...

Stan finished telling his parents about everything that had happened today. He included everything including introducing him to their resident gods. "Oh and how did that go?" Randy asked sipping a bear. He was already fairly drunk considering how early it was in the evening. Granted he was like this whenever there wasn't a job to do.

"Better than expected, he was tired so he didn't ask so many questions." Stan said taking a sip from his birch beer. His mother huffed before making her thoughts heard.

"Of course he is! Teleportation magic? He shouldn't even be attempting that for a few years." Stan could tell she was just upset there would be no lessons tonight. She had several artifacts set out to show Kyle when he'd walked in. She had just stomped away and declared everyone was on their own for dinner. His mother could be so childish when it came to magic.

"Wendy said that's his soul's magic inclination." Stan said reminding his mother that Wendy was never wrong. Sharon had loved the short time she'd had teach Wendy when she was little, the small girl had been accidentally using magic. Sharon had to actually intervene during a particularly dangerous incident and had taken it upon herself to train the little goddess, something unheard of even for sorcerers. It hadn't taken much Wendy could learn just about anything just from looking at someone, one look at Sharon and she could have learned everything about magic. That was of course if she could get past Sharon's protections, which she was proud to say not even the little goddess had been able to do. Wendy had a bit of a chip on her shoulder when she came to learn from Sharon. She'd known instinctively since she'd come to be that she wasn't human, and by now she knew what she was. Even though she couldn't control her massive power she still looked down on humans. She'd thrown a tantrum and nearly destroyed the town, Sharon had been forced to completely suppress and seal her powers. Not an easy task even for her. Over the course of a few weeks she'd warmed up to Sharon however, after being humbled and treated like a normal person she'd matured greatly in a short amount of time.

"Yes yes, but still, I'm surprised he was about to pull it off..." She was surprised to find that the seal she had put on Kyle's magic had weakened and some of his power was slipping out. She wasn't sure if she was glad or worried. If it hadn't weakened Kyle never could have called up enough power to teleport, but she'd never met anyone or thing that could break one of her seals, not even Wendy or Kenny. Kyle was proving to be more and more intriguing. She couldn't help but feel like he was a one of a kind mage. "Well dear, you look tired, why not get an early night since you don't have to work tonight? It's not often you'll get a full nights sleep."

"Yea that sounds like a good idea actually..." Stan said yawning and climbing the steps to his room. He walked in to find Kyle wrapped around one of his pillows and partially cocooned in his blankets. Stan just laid down on the empty part of the bed and closed his eyes. He didn't particularly mind not having a blanket, he never really felt cold anyway. He tried to fall asleep but something was still nagging at him, how had those shells gotten past Wendy? She had marked the school grounds as her divine dominion, nothing from the nightlands should be able to enter. Unless of course like he'd said earlier, another god had given them divine protection. The only other god he knew though was Kenny, and not only did he not want to suspect a friend, Kenny was incapable of performing any magic, he couldn't have given divine protection to the shells. That meant there was a third god at park county high, and this one wasn't friendly.

Authors note – AWWWW YEA! Over 30k words in my story now o3o like 7k more and it'll be longer than all my other stories combined mwuahahahahahaha the goal is in sight!