Saddam had indeed decided to have Stan wake up so everyone could hear his muffled screams once his body parts were cut off. It took about 5 seconds for Stan to be jolted out of unconsicousness, and in those 5 seconds Butters had nearly gotten through the entire crowd to head for Saddam. Those 5 seconds felt like 5 lifetimes to Butters as he tried to decide what he was gonna do. Saddam had a sword and an army and people who now believed his anti-God rants, what did he have? All he had was the pieces of paper in his pocket which contained the two spells, and the pencil he used to write them down. Then again, Cartman proved a number of times in school that a pencil could hurt a lot if used improperly. So since Butters had so little time to think, that was his only option for how to stop Saddam.
By the time he got to the front of the crowd, Stan was awake and trying to scream through his gag as he saw what Saddam wanted to do to him. The reality of the situation was still making fear corse through Butters's vains, as he knew if he got in Saddam's way, he could lose an eye or finger or hand or arm or leg himself. There was no way in Hell he would do this sort of thing on Earth, and even though his limbs would be reattached tomorrow if he lost any of them now, it still looked really risky. Butters didn't think he could ever have been brave enough to face this sort of thing at any other time in his life, so how could he be that ready for this now?
The answer was very obvious to him.
"For Wendy and Stan."
He muttered that as a call to arms before he screamed at the top of his lungs to get Saddam's attention, all while he charged towards the dictator at the sametime.
"You?!!" Sadamm couldn't believe it and that was all he had to say to express his shock. But he quickly recovered and got his sword into position to chop Butters's head in two once he got there. He raised his left hand and prepared to strike once Butters got close enough. Once Butters got real close to him, Saddam lowered his sword to strike his head....
....but the sword wound up only stopping a mere inch away from cutting Butters face. That was because before it went any furter, Butters had taken the pencil from his pocket and drove it through the hand Saddam was holding the sword with. The intense pain had made Saddam's hand stop moving before he actually cut apart Butters head. And the fact that the sword was an inch away from Butters almost made the boy choke himself from being so shocked since he couldn't make a noise. But when it looked like Saddam was going to drop the sword from the pain, Butters backed away just in time. Now everyone could see the pencil that was through Saddam's hand, and even his troops were too surprised to react that well.
And from that surprise, Butters went over to the guard that was holding Stan, and gently grabbed him away without being noticed. By the time Saddam screamed in pain and people were able to react by either laughing or getting angry, Butters had gotten the gag off of Stan and they had gone inside the mountain since it would be too hard to escape through the crowd. Once Saddam saw that they were gone, he felt too angry to care so much about the pain now. "You fuckheads!! Get in there and tear their asses off!!"
Unfortunatly for Saddam, some people that still hated Saddam were now inspired to try and hurt him themselves so they could get back to Heaven on their own. Ms Choksondick led the charge for that, so Saddam had to put half of his army in front of the mountain so they could fight the protesters off. The other half would have to be used to find Stan and Butters, which was far less than Saddam wanted. But since the protesters were coming for Saddam, he had to focus on getting inside quickly so he could lead that half of his troops, and he did.
As the madness outside took place, Stan and Butters were just running around the first floor of the mountain looking for a place to hide. But since Stan already knew about all the rooms in the place thanks to his research earlier, he found a closet near an elevator that they ran into before any of the troops came in the hallway. Once Stan peeked through the door to see that they ran off to look for any other places the kids could be in, he started to relax. In fact, this was the first time he was able to really realize that Butters was here, he had just saved him from losing a body part- and that if he was here, Wendy might not be far behind.
"Butters....I, uh, how did you get here?", Stan asked since now he was overcome with shock because he knew about how God stopped him from coming before.
"I had a talk with your grandpa and he helped me get here." Stan already knew about how his grandfather made a living and how he must have helped, but that thinking was for later. Now it was time to ask the big question. "Is Wendy here?"
"I don't know, I came down here by myself. I figured that once she finds my letter, she'll find a way to get here too, so she might be here already. But if she is, at least she probably knows how to get out and meet us in Heaven." Stan took a while to take this all in, and to take in what Butters had done at the same time. "So....you came here and tried to rescue me by yourself? And you thought of risking your head being cut in two by yourself as well?" Of course Stan had to be surprised at that since Butters would have never been that brave on Earth.
"I really had no choice, how else was I gonna get you and Wendy back together with you in one piece?" Suddenly Butters was struck with inspiration- this was their chance to escape. "Holy Christ, this is it! I just need to say the spell to take us to Heaven and then it'll be all over! I hope Wendy hasn't found a way in here yet, but if she has we can always go back to rescue her! Just hold my hand and I can get us both outta here!" Stan almost made a sound of joy since he now knew that Butters had recovered the Purgatory spells and he could finally leave here forever...but two new thoughts in his brain told him that he couldn't go yet.
"We can't go now, Butters. For one thing, you said there's no way of knowing if Wendy's already here looking for us. And two, even if we leave now, Saddam can always go back into Heaven to track us down, and torture everyone in Heaven till he does it. As long as Saddam's in power here he'll never leave us alone, especially after what I did last night and what you did now! I want to be together with Wendy forever, but not if it means we have to spend that life hiding from Saddam forever too....or if it means he has to hurt more innocent people at the same time! We have to get rid of him now!"
For the first time since he died, Stan Marsh was filled with the leadership and courage he had when he was alive and saving South Park from countless insane threats. And he used that confidence and his sharp mind to figure out what he had to do now. "And I think I know just how we can do it."
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On the night Saddam had someone rape Stan[for lack of a more fitting word], after Stan was taken out of the cell to rest, he overheard Saddam talking about a room full of weapons of mass destruction. He had aquired them from Satan and the evil people that were making them for their own amusement in Hell, and he was planning on using them to disfigure his servants if they got out of line. He wanted to keep it a surprise until he got more servants from Heaven though, which Stan found out when he confirmed this info with his contacts before his first attack. But now that Stan remembered what he had heard, he was gonna use those weapons against Saddam. The room that stored these weapons was on the sixth floor of the mountain, and after persuading Butters to help him find it undetected, both him and Butters made their way upstairs to the sixth floor. Fortunatly, Saddam and his men weren't searching there yet, and there were always a good amount of closets to hide in if needed.
Eventually the youngsters were at the sixth floor, and Stan also remembered from his talks with Saddam's not so loyal men where the room to the weapons was, and what the password was to get into it. The door to the room would only open if someone spoke the password into an intercom next to this door. Stan quietly spoke the words so if anyone was nearby, no one could hear him anyway. "Satan's a bitch." Once he said that, he was able to open the door and tiptoe his way in followed by Butters.
The room was relatively large and filled with guns, swords, barrels of radioactive material, barrels of other disfiguring substances, and missles. Some missles had been stocked in piles, and others were put in a launching pad and pointed up towards the roof. "Oh jeez, why would Saddam have all this stuff? I thought he couldn't kill anyone!"
"No Butters, but he can blow people up to pieces to make them shut up though. I guess he was gonna get started on that after he got everyone to beat up God.", answered Stan, who was turning his attention towards the missles that seemed ready to be launched. One was in a launching pad and had a control panel of buttons that was below what looked to be a clock. "Just as I thought. Saddam's the type of guy that would have timers on his missles, this way he can say you have so and so minutes to give him stuff and he can have time to talk people into bowing down to him like a little bitch. Well, time for the real bitch to take it like a bitch now." Stan went over to the missle and analyzed the controls to find an idea as to how they worked. "If I can set this timer to make the missle launch in a minute and a half, it'll give us time to escape before this thing blows up the whole mountain. Then once Saddam loses his fortress, the people will have a chance to attack him, and when he finally loses power God will finally have the balls to lock him up for good so he can't blackmail everyone anymore!"
"Wait, what if we can't get out in 90 seconds and the guards catch us?" Although Butters was still feeling some adreniline from his brave act a few minutes ago, he still felt he had to be cautious and make sure this idea was fool proof. "That is a problem, but if we gave Saddam any more time to get out before this thing went off, he might still be healthy enough to give us trouble today. So we'll just have to work our asses off to make the deadline and hope for the best." Stan then went back to work looking at the controls. They seemed simple enough, but if he pressed the wrong buttons things might get really bad really fast, so he made sure to be careful. Finally he pressed the right buttons to turn the bomb on, and now he was able to set how much time it would take for the missile to launch.
"Wow Stan, you sure got better pretty quick. You were out cold a few minutes ago and now you're gonna blow up Saddam's mountain. I'm surprised you seem to be able to recover from pain that quickly." Stan tried his best to answer Butters's theory while keeping his mind on setting the timer. "It gets easier with practice, Butters. I had to do heavy duty work for Saddam, I was made into a love slave by one of Saddam's girls for a night, and I fell about 5 stories down this mountain just last night. By now with this and the 2 weeks I lived after Wendy's death, I'm really an expert about dealing with intense physical and emotional pain. But at least I'm finally starting to respond to it the right way now." As Stan went back to work, Butters felt that old familar feeling of guilt again. While Stan was falling down a mountain, Butters was making out with his girlfriend. While Butters was moping on Earth, Stan was being a slave in Purgatory. And it could have all been avoided if a few things had gone differently- and if Butters had done a few things different. Now there might be no better time to answer for these errors than the present.
"Stan? Uh, just in case I don't get a chance to say this later on.....I'm sorry." Stan was getting the hang of working and setting the timer, so he could break away to hear what Butters had to say. "I'm sorry for getting Wendy in a position to get killed, and I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to try and talk to you cause I was too scared you'd blame me. Maybe if me and the others had the guts to face you then, we could have stopped you from thinking of killing yourself. But we didn't and I didn't, and they want you to stay here forever because of it." Butters caught himself before he started talking too much, since they didn't have all the time in the world. "There's a lot of things I feel sorry for, some of which you already know about and some....I don't wanna get into. But I really feel bad that I thought I missed Wendy more than you after you died. That isn't fair since I did miss you and you were one of the best friends I had in the popular group, and I really am happy to see you now. I just, I just thought you deserved to hear that from me. Wendy wasn't the only one who really wanted to save you and say I'm sorry. That's all."
Stan was taken back to hear this from Butters, and he was still taking in the fact that he actually stood in the way of a sword to save him. This wasn't the Butters he knew when he was alive at all. But he just said, "You can tell me the rest when we get outta here.", since there was still a job to do that was almost finished. And after a second, it was practically finished as Stan got the time to read 90 seconds. Now he just had to press a button to turn the missle on and it would go off 90 second later. Once he did that, the boys would have to run like hell.
And once he pressed that button, the boys got out of the room to run like hell.
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30 seconds later, Stan and Butters finished running down a staircase all the way to the first floor. But once they got to that floor, they found themselves surrounded by a few of Saddam's troops and by Saddam himself, who no longer had the pencil stuck through his hand.
"Ha, I knew staying here to wait for you to escape instead of searching floor by floor for you would pay off!" Saddam walked right over to Stan and Butters with a look on his face that was a cross between gleeful and bloodthirsty, if such a look could exist. "You hear the noise out there? Those stupid people are fighting my troops to a draw! True, my boys shot a few of them down and got that big tittied woman to finally shut up, but they just don't have the panache for cutting up annoying bitches! Maybe if I throw out a few of your remains like I PLANNED to do, it might teach them something!" With his other hand, Saddam pulled out another one of his big swords, which he was planning to actually use to cut something this time. But now Stan wasn't that concerned about it.
"Fine, cut us up. In 30 seconds this whole mountain's gonna get blown up anyway." Saddam actually laughed at Stan's prediction, dismissing it as a lame attempt to keep his mouth intact for a few more seconds. But Stan was gonna make it clear that he wasn't playing around. "Now you got 25 seconds. I went into your WMD room, said the Satan's a bitch line, turned on one of your own missles, and now....it should be lifting off in about less than 20 seconds." Now Saddam was a little more concerned since Stan had the password down perfectly. "You're fucking with me, right? I programmed that thing to be a real destructive force, it could destroy most of this mountain if that's true!"
"Then we'd better get going, shouldn't we?"
Taking advantage of Saddam's temporary shock, Stan broke away from the troops after saying this and ran to the exit of the mountain, with Butters following behind him. By the time Saddam's troops were ready to fire on them, they'd already left. However, when Stan and Butters got outside the mountain, right in front of them was a mob scene filled with fighing between more of Saddam's troops and the people taken from Heaven. It would have been pure chaos to get through that scene- or it would have if they all didn't stop in place after hearing a huge explosion that blew apart a huge chunk of the mountain.
Stan and Butters now found it easier to run off and get through the still crowd of fighters. They got as far from the mountain as they could, and Saddam and his troops had finally wised up and ran out at this time as well. However, the damage was still being down as debris from the mountain was beginning to fall- and when the rocks headed for the ground, they went through it to reveal the lava underneath. In fact, the explosion had taken apart the entire middle part of the front of the mountain, which meant that the top half of the mountain seemed ready to tumble down without so much support to keep it up. And as the earlier pieces of debris rained down and went through the ground, the top half of the mountain finally did come down.
The entire peak came crashing down the rest of the mountain and crashed right into a huge portion of the ground. As a result, a huge hole on the ground appeared and now other pieces of debris as well as lava were flying around all over the place. Some people in the crowd were hit by the debris and were falling into the lava one way or another. For Stan and Butters, they were running away in the middle of a small shower of debris, and the ground was cracking apart behind them. Finally they got into a safe distance away from the carnage- but then they looked up and saw a somewhat huge piece of the mountain falling towards them, which was left over as wreckage from the first explosion. The two ran and dived for cover as fast as they could, but the force of the impact behind them caused them to almost fly forward and land harshly on the ground, although none of the lava that flew up on impact hit them. But the wind had been taken out of them nonetheless.
As for Saddam, he wound up getting knocked down at the edge of the gigantic pool of lava next to the remains of the mountain. But as people that had fallen in kept trying to swim out of the burning substance, and the skeletal remains of the people Saddam put there years earlier was floating up, Saddam rose up from the ground and found himself to be okay. His headquarters however, was another matter. His WMD's were certainly completly gone now, the book of Purgatory spells was probably lost in the wreckage or had sunk in the lava, and most of his other possessions he needed to strike fear in God were gone. This was indeed quite a setback for the dictator....and one he wasn't planning to let go unpunished. He still had his sword in his holster. It was just a matter of finding the people he was going to use it on.
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Just a couple of minutes before the mountain blew apart, a new guest had arrived in Purgatory. After remembering the two Purgatory spells thanks to Grandpa Marsh and after writing them down, Wendy had used the first spell to finally get herself into Purgatory. She arrived in one of the many desolate areas, and had just recently found the mountain from far away. Taking this to be Saddam's fortress, she ran over to face him, but when she got close enough she saw that the mountain had blow apart with everybody else. So she turned around and ran before any of the debris hit her and before the lava appeared. By the time the explosions were finished, she was relatively far away from being in danger, but she could see all the pools of lava and the people sinking into it. She even thought she saw her old original 4'th grade teacher trying to swim her way out of the giant hole in the ground. But she shrugged that off since it was starting to get through to her that Butters might have been in this accident. Or just as worse, so could Stan.
It didn't look like either of them were in the lava pools, so that was a relief. Neither of them were surrounding the lava pools or running around in panic either, so searching there was out for now. She looked around every place she could lay her eyes on, until she gazed about a big rock that was sinking into a newly formed hole full of lava. Behind that rock were two bodies that were lying down on their stomachs, but they were moving around a little bit so it seemed like they were okay. As Wendy walked closer to get a better look, he noticed one of the two boys had a patch of blond hair on his head.....and the other had straight black hair she'd notice anywhere.
In her intense emotional state, she barely brought herself to be able to softly ask, "Stan?"
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Act IV, Scenes 4-5, and Act V, Scenes 1-3- the last scenes of the story- are coming August 9'th.
By the time he got to the front of the crowd, Stan was awake and trying to scream through his gag as he saw what Saddam wanted to do to him. The reality of the situation was still making fear corse through Butters's vains, as he knew if he got in Saddam's way, he could lose an eye or finger or hand or arm or leg himself. There was no way in Hell he would do this sort of thing on Earth, and even though his limbs would be reattached tomorrow if he lost any of them now, it still looked really risky. Butters didn't think he could ever have been brave enough to face this sort of thing at any other time in his life, so how could he be that ready for this now?
The answer was very obvious to him.
"For Wendy and Stan."
He muttered that as a call to arms before he screamed at the top of his lungs to get Saddam's attention, all while he charged towards the dictator at the sametime.
"You?!!" Sadamm couldn't believe it and that was all he had to say to express his shock. But he quickly recovered and got his sword into position to chop Butters's head in two once he got there. He raised his left hand and prepared to strike once Butters got close enough. Once Butters got real close to him, Saddam lowered his sword to strike his head....
....but the sword wound up only stopping a mere inch away from cutting Butters face. That was because before it went any furter, Butters had taken the pencil from his pocket and drove it through the hand Saddam was holding the sword with. The intense pain had made Saddam's hand stop moving before he actually cut apart Butters head. And the fact that the sword was an inch away from Butters almost made the boy choke himself from being so shocked since he couldn't make a noise. But when it looked like Saddam was going to drop the sword from the pain, Butters backed away just in time. Now everyone could see the pencil that was through Saddam's hand, and even his troops were too surprised to react that well.
And from that surprise, Butters went over to the guard that was holding Stan, and gently grabbed him away without being noticed. By the time Saddam screamed in pain and people were able to react by either laughing or getting angry, Butters had gotten the gag off of Stan and they had gone inside the mountain since it would be too hard to escape through the crowd. Once Saddam saw that they were gone, he felt too angry to care so much about the pain now. "You fuckheads!! Get in there and tear their asses off!!"
Unfortunatly for Saddam, some people that still hated Saddam were now inspired to try and hurt him themselves so they could get back to Heaven on their own. Ms Choksondick led the charge for that, so Saddam had to put half of his army in front of the mountain so they could fight the protesters off. The other half would have to be used to find Stan and Butters, which was far less than Saddam wanted. But since the protesters were coming for Saddam, he had to focus on getting inside quickly so he could lead that half of his troops, and he did.
As the madness outside took place, Stan and Butters were just running around the first floor of the mountain looking for a place to hide. But since Stan already knew about all the rooms in the place thanks to his research earlier, he found a closet near an elevator that they ran into before any of the troops came in the hallway. Once Stan peeked through the door to see that they ran off to look for any other places the kids could be in, he started to relax. In fact, this was the first time he was able to really realize that Butters was here, he had just saved him from losing a body part- and that if he was here, Wendy might not be far behind.
"Butters....I, uh, how did you get here?", Stan asked since now he was overcome with shock because he knew about how God stopped him from coming before.
"I had a talk with your grandpa and he helped me get here." Stan already knew about how his grandfather made a living and how he must have helped, but that thinking was for later. Now it was time to ask the big question. "Is Wendy here?"
"I don't know, I came down here by myself. I figured that once she finds my letter, she'll find a way to get here too, so she might be here already. But if she is, at least she probably knows how to get out and meet us in Heaven." Stan took a while to take this all in, and to take in what Butters had done at the same time. "So....you came here and tried to rescue me by yourself? And you thought of risking your head being cut in two by yourself as well?" Of course Stan had to be surprised at that since Butters would have never been that brave on Earth.
"I really had no choice, how else was I gonna get you and Wendy back together with you in one piece?" Suddenly Butters was struck with inspiration- this was their chance to escape. "Holy Christ, this is it! I just need to say the spell to take us to Heaven and then it'll be all over! I hope Wendy hasn't found a way in here yet, but if she has we can always go back to rescue her! Just hold my hand and I can get us both outta here!" Stan almost made a sound of joy since he now knew that Butters had recovered the Purgatory spells and he could finally leave here forever...but two new thoughts in his brain told him that he couldn't go yet.
"We can't go now, Butters. For one thing, you said there's no way of knowing if Wendy's already here looking for us. And two, even if we leave now, Saddam can always go back into Heaven to track us down, and torture everyone in Heaven till he does it. As long as Saddam's in power here he'll never leave us alone, especially after what I did last night and what you did now! I want to be together with Wendy forever, but not if it means we have to spend that life hiding from Saddam forever too....or if it means he has to hurt more innocent people at the same time! We have to get rid of him now!"
For the first time since he died, Stan Marsh was filled with the leadership and courage he had when he was alive and saving South Park from countless insane threats. And he used that confidence and his sharp mind to figure out what he had to do now. "And I think I know just how we can do it."
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On the night Saddam had someone rape Stan[for lack of a more fitting word], after Stan was taken out of the cell to rest, he overheard Saddam talking about a room full of weapons of mass destruction. He had aquired them from Satan and the evil people that were making them for their own amusement in Hell, and he was planning on using them to disfigure his servants if they got out of line. He wanted to keep it a surprise until he got more servants from Heaven though, which Stan found out when he confirmed this info with his contacts before his first attack. But now that Stan remembered what he had heard, he was gonna use those weapons against Saddam. The room that stored these weapons was on the sixth floor of the mountain, and after persuading Butters to help him find it undetected, both him and Butters made their way upstairs to the sixth floor. Fortunatly, Saddam and his men weren't searching there yet, and there were always a good amount of closets to hide in if needed.
Eventually the youngsters were at the sixth floor, and Stan also remembered from his talks with Saddam's not so loyal men where the room to the weapons was, and what the password was to get into it. The door to the room would only open if someone spoke the password into an intercom next to this door. Stan quietly spoke the words so if anyone was nearby, no one could hear him anyway. "Satan's a bitch." Once he said that, he was able to open the door and tiptoe his way in followed by Butters.
The room was relatively large and filled with guns, swords, barrels of radioactive material, barrels of other disfiguring substances, and missles. Some missles had been stocked in piles, and others were put in a launching pad and pointed up towards the roof. "Oh jeez, why would Saddam have all this stuff? I thought he couldn't kill anyone!"
"No Butters, but he can blow people up to pieces to make them shut up though. I guess he was gonna get started on that after he got everyone to beat up God.", answered Stan, who was turning his attention towards the missles that seemed ready to be launched. One was in a launching pad and had a control panel of buttons that was below what looked to be a clock. "Just as I thought. Saddam's the type of guy that would have timers on his missles, this way he can say you have so and so minutes to give him stuff and he can have time to talk people into bowing down to him like a little bitch. Well, time for the real bitch to take it like a bitch now." Stan went over to the missle and analyzed the controls to find an idea as to how they worked. "If I can set this timer to make the missle launch in a minute and a half, it'll give us time to escape before this thing blows up the whole mountain. Then once Saddam loses his fortress, the people will have a chance to attack him, and when he finally loses power God will finally have the balls to lock him up for good so he can't blackmail everyone anymore!"
"Wait, what if we can't get out in 90 seconds and the guards catch us?" Although Butters was still feeling some adreniline from his brave act a few minutes ago, he still felt he had to be cautious and make sure this idea was fool proof. "That is a problem, but if we gave Saddam any more time to get out before this thing went off, he might still be healthy enough to give us trouble today. So we'll just have to work our asses off to make the deadline and hope for the best." Stan then went back to work looking at the controls. They seemed simple enough, but if he pressed the wrong buttons things might get really bad really fast, so he made sure to be careful. Finally he pressed the right buttons to turn the bomb on, and now he was able to set how much time it would take for the missile to launch.
"Wow Stan, you sure got better pretty quick. You were out cold a few minutes ago and now you're gonna blow up Saddam's mountain. I'm surprised you seem to be able to recover from pain that quickly." Stan tried his best to answer Butters's theory while keeping his mind on setting the timer. "It gets easier with practice, Butters. I had to do heavy duty work for Saddam, I was made into a love slave by one of Saddam's girls for a night, and I fell about 5 stories down this mountain just last night. By now with this and the 2 weeks I lived after Wendy's death, I'm really an expert about dealing with intense physical and emotional pain. But at least I'm finally starting to respond to it the right way now." As Stan went back to work, Butters felt that old familar feeling of guilt again. While Stan was falling down a mountain, Butters was making out with his girlfriend. While Butters was moping on Earth, Stan was being a slave in Purgatory. And it could have all been avoided if a few things had gone differently- and if Butters had done a few things different. Now there might be no better time to answer for these errors than the present.
"Stan? Uh, just in case I don't get a chance to say this later on.....I'm sorry." Stan was getting the hang of working and setting the timer, so he could break away to hear what Butters had to say. "I'm sorry for getting Wendy in a position to get killed, and I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to try and talk to you cause I was too scared you'd blame me. Maybe if me and the others had the guts to face you then, we could have stopped you from thinking of killing yourself. But we didn't and I didn't, and they want you to stay here forever because of it." Butters caught himself before he started talking too much, since they didn't have all the time in the world. "There's a lot of things I feel sorry for, some of which you already know about and some....I don't wanna get into. But I really feel bad that I thought I missed Wendy more than you after you died. That isn't fair since I did miss you and you were one of the best friends I had in the popular group, and I really am happy to see you now. I just, I just thought you deserved to hear that from me. Wendy wasn't the only one who really wanted to save you and say I'm sorry. That's all."
Stan was taken back to hear this from Butters, and he was still taking in the fact that he actually stood in the way of a sword to save him. This wasn't the Butters he knew when he was alive at all. But he just said, "You can tell me the rest when we get outta here.", since there was still a job to do that was almost finished. And after a second, it was practically finished as Stan got the time to read 90 seconds. Now he just had to press a button to turn the missle on and it would go off 90 second later. Once he did that, the boys would have to run like hell.
And once he pressed that button, the boys got out of the room to run like hell.
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30 seconds later, Stan and Butters finished running down a staircase all the way to the first floor. But once they got to that floor, they found themselves surrounded by a few of Saddam's troops and by Saddam himself, who no longer had the pencil stuck through his hand.
"Ha, I knew staying here to wait for you to escape instead of searching floor by floor for you would pay off!" Saddam walked right over to Stan and Butters with a look on his face that was a cross between gleeful and bloodthirsty, if such a look could exist. "You hear the noise out there? Those stupid people are fighting my troops to a draw! True, my boys shot a few of them down and got that big tittied woman to finally shut up, but they just don't have the panache for cutting up annoying bitches! Maybe if I throw out a few of your remains like I PLANNED to do, it might teach them something!" With his other hand, Saddam pulled out another one of his big swords, which he was planning to actually use to cut something this time. But now Stan wasn't that concerned about it.
"Fine, cut us up. In 30 seconds this whole mountain's gonna get blown up anyway." Saddam actually laughed at Stan's prediction, dismissing it as a lame attempt to keep his mouth intact for a few more seconds. But Stan was gonna make it clear that he wasn't playing around. "Now you got 25 seconds. I went into your WMD room, said the Satan's a bitch line, turned on one of your own missles, and now....it should be lifting off in about less than 20 seconds." Now Saddam was a little more concerned since Stan had the password down perfectly. "You're fucking with me, right? I programmed that thing to be a real destructive force, it could destroy most of this mountain if that's true!"
"Then we'd better get going, shouldn't we?"
Taking advantage of Saddam's temporary shock, Stan broke away from the troops after saying this and ran to the exit of the mountain, with Butters following behind him. By the time Saddam's troops were ready to fire on them, they'd already left. However, when Stan and Butters got outside the mountain, right in front of them was a mob scene filled with fighing between more of Saddam's troops and the people taken from Heaven. It would have been pure chaos to get through that scene- or it would have if they all didn't stop in place after hearing a huge explosion that blew apart a huge chunk of the mountain.
Stan and Butters now found it easier to run off and get through the still crowd of fighters. They got as far from the mountain as they could, and Saddam and his troops had finally wised up and ran out at this time as well. However, the damage was still being down as debris from the mountain was beginning to fall- and when the rocks headed for the ground, they went through it to reveal the lava underneath. In fact, the explosion had taken apart the entire middle part of the front of the mountain, which meant that the top half of the mountain seemed ready to tumble down without so much support to keep it up. And as the earlier pieces of debris rained down and went through the ground, the top half of the mountain finally did come down.
The entire peak came crashing down the rest of the mountain and crashed right into a huge portion of the ground. As a result, a huge hole on the ground appeared and now other pieces of debris as well as lava were flying around all over the place. Some people in the crowd were hit by the debris and were falling into the lava one way or another. For Stan and Butters, they were running away in the middle of a small shower of debris, and the ground was cracking apart behind them. Finally they got into a safe distance away from the carnage- but then they looked up and saw a somewhat huge piece of the mountain falling towards them, which was left over as wreckage from the first explosion. The two ran and dived for cover as fast as they could, but the force of the impact behind them caused them to almost fly forward and land harshly on the ground, although none of the lava that flew up on impact hit them. But the wind had been taken out of them nonetheless.
As for Saddam, he wound up getting knocked down at the edge of the gigantic pool of lava next to the remains of the mountain. But as people that had fallen in kept trying to swim out of the burning substance, and the skeletal remains of the people Saddam put there years earlier was floating up, Saddam rose up from the ground and found himself to be okay. His headquarters however, was another matter. His WMD's were certainly completly gone now, the book of Purgatory spells was probably lost in the wreckage or had sunk in the lava, and most of his other possessions he needed to strike fear in God were gone. This was indeed quite a setback for the dictator....and one he wasn't planning to let go unpunished. He still had his sword in his holster. It was just a matter of finding the people he was going to use it on.
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Just a couple of minutes before the mountain blew apart, a new guest had arrived in Purgatory. After remembering the two Purgatory spells thanks to Grandpa Marsh and after writing them down, Wendy had used the first spell to finally get herself into Purgatory. She arrived in one of the many desolate areas, and had just recently found the mountain from far away. Taking this to be Saddam's fortress, she ran over to face him, but when she got close enough she saw that the mountain had blow apart with everybody else. So she turned around and ran before any of the debris hit her and before the lava appeared. By the time the explosions were finished, she was relatively far away from being in danger, but she could see all the pools of lava and the people sinking into it. She even thought she saw her old original 4'th grade teacher trying to swim her way out of the giant hole in the ground. But she shrugged that off since it was starting to get through to her that Butters might have been in this accident. Or just as worse, so could Stan.
It didn't look like either of them were in the lava pools, so that was a relief. Neither of them were surrounding the lava pools or running around in panic either, so searching there was out for now. She looked around every place she could lay her eyes on, until she gazed about a big rock that was sinking into a newly formed hole full of lava. Behind that rock were two bodies that were lying down on their stomachs, but they were moving around a little bit so it seemed like they were okay. As Wendy walked closer to get a better look, he noticed one of the two boys had a patch of blond hair on his head.....and the other had straight black hair she'd notice anywhere.
In her intense emotional state, she barely brought herself to be able to softly ask, "Stan?"
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Act IV, Scenes 4-5, and Act V, Scenes 1-3- the last scenes of the story- are coming August 9'th.