Glad you guys liked it so far. I thought of Stan being a warrior because in every fantasy roleplay he's been portrayed in during the show and both games, he generally is the front-line attacker with little magical ability, so I thought warrior fit the best for him.


Chapter Three - Chasing Echoes.

As our party walked along the streets of South Park, I took out The Truth of the Stick of Truth to read in the meantime. I was constantly flipping through the pages, trying to discern anything that could have a clue on what is going on with the Stick and if it could be related to Douchebag and Cartman going missing. So far, I've been given nothing that we didn't already know. Frustrated, I groaned as I placed the book back inside my backpack. I guess the book wouldn't be as useful as I thought it would be.

"To be fair, Kyle..." Bebe walked in the front of our party, glancing towards Kyle who walked next to her to her right. "What pair of parents in South Park aren't completely stupid?"

Kyle rolled his eyes at Bebe. "Come on, Douchebag's parents would have to know where he disappeared to, or at least be concerned or something."

"There's no way they can be that negligent of their children," Kathy added.

Chris glanced over at the rest of the group. "And what about Cartman's mom, huh?"

Kyle raised his right index finger, but immediately put it down. "Right...uh, I guess the fact that Cartman acts the way he does is quite telling."

"His mom seems kinda nice," Ellen stated.

"A little too nice, probably," Wendy said. "I mean it's true, she lets him get away with the stupid shit that he does."

"He hates himself because he's half ginger," Tyler mentioned. "It's quite telling the person he is."

"I know he's a massive jackass almost all the time, but he is still our responsibility whether we like it or not." What I said is true. Yes, Cartman fucks things up in South Park very often, and yes the consequences of his actions are often dire, but at the end of the day, he is still one of us, and in South Park, we are all family.

"I know you have good intentions and all," Tyler muttered. "I hope it doesn't go bad."

Bebe pointed ahead at the red house that was a few yards down the sidewalk to our left. "I think that one's it, the New Kid's house, right?"

Kyle nodded. "Yeah it is. Everyone ready?" The rest of us nodded at his question. "Alright. Let's do this."

We walked up the path and up the steps to the front door. I knocked three times on it. "I wonder how they're going to react. I wonder how they'll be. I'm not sure if they'll have the info we need."

"I'm sure they'll know something about what happened to their son," Wendy replied.

The door swung open just as Wendy fell into silence. The one who stood in front of us at the doorway was a regular white man, and unlike his son, does not dye his hair light pink but instead has normal brown hair. He wore a white button shirt and brown pants. This one must be Mr. Irvington. "Oh hello, you kids are Ray's friends aren't you?"

"Yep, that's us," I replied.

"Oh I'm sorry, if it's Ray you're looking for, I'm afraid he still isn't home right now."

"Yeah, that's kinda who we want to talk about..." My voice trailed off.

I could see Mr. Irvington visibly tense up as he gazed upon the rest of my party, eyes scanning the each of us with deep scrutiny. "Do you...do you kids know anything about what happened to my son?"

Kyle stepped forward, shaking his head. "No, in fact, we were hoping you guys did."

"We're worried about him just as much as you are, Mr. Irvington," Wendy added.

"I see." Mr. Irvington backed up and beckoned us inward. "Come inside, all of you, and please close the door."

The interior was about as average as most homes, but this one had purple walls and a beige carpet. Ahead was the kitchen with dark teal walls inside. The TV that was towards my left side of the room wasn't even on. The coffee table in front of the couch had a basket full of apples. As the eight of us (as well as Ellen's wolf and Wendy's felhunter) went inside, I could hear crying from across the room through the kitchen, and based on the voice, I could tell it was a woman, most likely Mrs. Irvington.

"This place seems nice." Kathy eyed our surroundings, as if scrutinizing every detail. "Middle class family, better off than half this town. Even got that nice flat screen TV too. Douchebag's family - they seem nice, at least at first glance."

We followed Mr. Irvington into the kitchen, and on the dinner table was indeed Mrs. Irvington, a white woman with brown hair, dark teal shirt, and brown pants. Her head was face-down on the table wrapped in her arms, too busy crying to notice us yet. On the table just a few inches away was a wine glass almost filled to the brim with red wine. There were splotches of wine spillage around the circumference of the wine glass, evidence of over filling. "Honey, I brought some visitors."

Mrs. Irvington finally sat up straight, eyes reddened, still sniffling. "H-h-hey."

Mr. Irvington sighed. "Listen kids, I don't know where Ray has gone, if I knew where he went, I'd tell you. But I'm worried too, and he may be in danger, which is why I don't advise you look for him."

I glanced at Kyle. While I am technically the party lead, I knew Kyle's abilities to inquire outmatched everyone else's - even Wendy, who is quite the social expert herself. "Still, you know how bad the cops and detectives in this town are. Us - we know Ray, he's a close friend of ours, which is why we'd like to know if you had any information."

Mr. Irvington shook his head. "I'm afraid I don't know, Ray - he has so many friends it's too tough for me to keep track."

Kyle looked over at Mrs. Irvington. "Mrs. Irvington, do you know where he is?"

Mrs. Irvington shook her head as she wiped her eyes. "No, but I do know that our little pumpkin had been hanging out more often with one boy in particular, in fact last I saw them they were walking through town together."

Kathy stepped forward. "Wait, what's he look like? Give us a description or something, anything at all." Her words came out quickly, unlike Kyle's, and a bit more harshly.

Kyle narrowed his eyes at Kathy. "Kathy, come on..."

Mrs. Irvington nodded as she stared straight at us. "Yeah, one boy in particular. He's got a red coat, a beanie as blue as that girl's trenchcoat-" Mrs. Irvington briefly pointed at Ellen before putting her hand down. "-and he's a little overweight too."

I gasped. I could feel myself exhale harshly as I nearly shouted the certain name. "Cartman?!"

"Yes, that's his name, I think." Mrs. Irvington sniffled again before wiping her eyes a second time. "Eric Cartman."

Our entire party was silent as we could only stare at each other with a sense of dread in our eyes. I was hoping that the disappearances of Cartman and Douchebag were unrelated, but it seems to not be the case. I'm not going to immediately accuse of Cartman trying to manipulate Douchebag into something, given his fart powers, but I definitely wouldn't put it past him, that is an in-character thing for Cartman to do after all.

"I'll take silence meaning that you guys know who Eric Cartman is?" Mr. Irvington asked.

We turned back to the couple. "Yeah, that's all we needed actually." Kyle put his right palm out and nodded. "Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Irvington."

"You're welcome, take care." Mr. Irvington waved goodbye.

I turned to the others. "Come on, let's go," I said sullenly.

As we turned to leave, out of the corner of my left eye, I noticed Chris using his left hand to quickly swipe a green apple off the basket on the coffee table and keep it for himself. I frowned; yes I've seen him steal before but no matter how small the good is worth, it's still kind of a messed up thing to steal from a friend's parents. After we exited the house and closed the door, I turned to Chris. "Come on dude, don't steal."

Chris bit into the apple already and began crunching down on it. "What? It's just an apple, I'm hungry, and I'm roleplaying."

"I know it's small and I know your family's recently been in a tough financial situation, but it's just not nice, you know?" Wendy said.

Chris glared at Wendy. "Please don't."

Bebe walked up to the doorstep, took a dollar bill out of her pocket, and placed it down on the doormat. "I'll reimburse them for this, but don't do this again, okay Chris?"

Chris sighed. "Fine."

I felt a tug on my right arm and turned to face Ellen, who was tugging on it. "Come on, we should get going to Cartman's. I'll guide you all there."

Tyler smirked at Ellen. "I don't think we need guidance from you, little damsel."

"Psh." Ellen chuckled as she lightly shoved Tyler in the left shoulder and Tyler laughed in response. "Damsel? You've not heard of me being a hero of Zaron?"

As we continued walking, Tyler and Ellen continued to chat. "Heroes don't look like fragile little girls." Tyler reached to Ellen's right cheek and briefly pinched it.

"You'll realize soon enough I'm not that fragile." The smile Ellen flashed to Tyler brightened as he took his hand off Ellen's cheek.

Before either of them could respond to each other, I stepped in. "Alright, we gotta refocus on our task."

"Focus now? You're just jealous you and Wendy don't spend your time teasing each other like we do." I gritted my teeth. Tyler always manages to find his way to provoke or push buttons. As a result, I raised my right hand to smack him in the back of his head. "Ow!"

"Bitch," I responded.

Tyler rolled his eyes while Ellen giggled. "I'm still right."

I could tell Tyler isn't going to stop, so I decided to join in on the teasing too as I slowly felt my mouth form into a smirk. "Maybe we'll see who's right when I challenge you to a one-on-one, warrior versus paladin."

"I'll be waiting right here, bitch," Tyler responded.

Of course, Wendy joined in as well. "This is how you roleplay a paladin? No wonder why the others at school call you a fail RPer."

"Roleplaying's dumb anyways." Tyler stuck his tongue out to blow a raspberry at Wendy.

Kyle jumped in to stop us though. "Come on Stan, you said let's actually focus on our task here."

I sighed. Kyle's right. We still have our task at hand, and it's best we don't get distracted from it. "Anyways...so yeah, it seems Cartman and Douchebag going missing are related after all."

"What are we waiting for then?" Bebe said. "Let's get going, Cartman's house should only be about two houses away or whatever, right?"

Bebe was right, Cartman's house was in very close proximity, which only took us less than five minutes to reach. Just like before, we walked up the path and up the steps to the front door. I knocked three times on it. There was no answer. I rang the doorbell this time. No answer still. "Welp, they aren't home."

"What are we gonna do now, break in?" Chris asked as he bit into his apple.

Kyle shook his head. "No, no, as much as I want to, Cartman is going to immediately blame me and come after me for it."

I heard a car coming from behind so I turned around. Sure enough, a brown sedan pulled up at the driveway, and out came Ms. Cartman, wearing a brown trenchcoat and red pants. She also wore a red purse that was slung onto her left hip. "Oh my goodness, what are all you children doing out here today?"

"Actually we wanted to talk to you about Eric," I replied. I looked over at Kyle and he nodded, stepping towards Ms. Cartman.

"Oh I miss my little poopsykins." Ms. Cartman's words caused Chris, Tyler, Kathy, and Bebe to all snicker while Wendy and I glared at them. "How may I help you children?"

"You see, we want to help you find Eric," Kyle started in a polite tone as he bowed his head. "But we really do need some information from you. We need to know when you last saw him and where."

Kathy narrowed her eyes at Ms. Cartman. "Yeah, and also tell us why he's with Douche...um, Ray Irvington."

"Well, the last I saw him was on Sunday," Ms. Cartman began. "And the young lady here is right-" She nodded at Kathy before continuing. "-Eric was hanging out with that pink-haired kid - Ray Irvington." She confirmed exactly what I suspected: that Douchebag and Cartman going missing are related to each other.

"Do you know where he went or maybe why he went missing?" Kyle asked.

Ms. Cartman shook her head, much to my dismay. "I'm not sure, I'm so worried about him. But if you children are willing to look for him, I'm not sure how I can ever repay you all."

"Just tell us every single detail about what you last saw from Eric and promise you'll look after him better," Kyle replied.

Ms. Cartman nodded. "Well, last I recall, Eric did say he was going to Middle Park for the day. When I asked him why, it was to show people some stick he had - called it some 'Stick of Truth'. But he never returned." I gasped immediately. She couldn't possibly suggest the Stick of Truth is truly back and in Cartman's grasp, could she? But how?

"And you allowed this to happen?" Kathy narrowed her eyes at Ms. Cartman, glaring at her. I gotta agree with Kathy here.

"Eric has gone further before." That is true, we have gone to some far-off places, and the parents never seemed to worry unless it was somehow convenient to the plot.

Kyle held his palm out. "I think that's all we need to know. Thank you Ms. Cartman."

As our party stepped off to the side, Ms. Cartman pulled out an iron key from her pocket to unlock the front door. When she opened it, she turned back to us. "Please if you find him bring him home safely, okay?"

"Okay," we all replied.

After Ms. Cartman closed the door behind her and locked it, our party went out to the sidewalk again. Kathy piped up now. "I think I know what happened here."

"Go on." Wendy said.

"Douchebag and Cartman hung out together, and they both went missing at the same time...according to Ms. Cartman, the last place she mentioned him going to was Middle Park, which is north of here...furthermore, Cartman had a stick on him-"

"The Stick of Truth!" I immediately reached into my own backpack and pulled out The Truth of the Stick of Truth. "Of course, how could have I not realized this earlier?!"

"Of course!" Wendy added. "Douchebag must have gotten the Stick back somehow, but how?"

I closed my eyes, trying to remember the situation from over a month ago...


I remember being in Soverngarde that fateful day, just after Wendy, Isaac Dimmons, Cole Dimmons, Douchebag, and I have defeated Terrorblade, and as a result, Terrorblade was "purified" in a sense that he was no longer a demon, but rather a holy angel.

Isaac looked around. He shot a lightning bolt up into the sky. "Uh, we still have our powers. What do we do now?"

"You have the Stick of Truth now." We turned to see Terrorblade speaking to us once again. "There are two paths you can go down. One: you can bring the Stick back to Earth and keep your powers, and so will everyone else on Earth. If you five keep your powers, then they too will keep their powers. Now I should remind you of how destructive having powers can be." Terrorblade cleared his throat. "The second option is to sacrifice the Stick in the Skyforge." Terrorblade pointed to the flaming well. "Therefore, nobody will be able to have the power."

"If I sacrifice the Stick, can I get it back?" Douchebag asked.

"Only a Dovahkiin can reclaim the Stick of Truth from the Skyforge," Terrorblade replied. "I'll leave it up to your discretion."

Douchebag nodded then turned back to the rest of us. "What do you guys think? Should we keep the Stick or give it away?"

"I wouldn't mind keeping my powers," Isaac said. "I love being able to use the elements."

"Honestly, we can do some really good things with them," Wendy added.

"Yeah, but you saw how destructive they are," I replied.

"Uh, yeah, um, I think we used our powers for selfishness more than actually helping people," Cole added. "Well at least I did."

"Yeah, Cole's right," I replied. "We shouldn't even be having these powers. I mean we already have to deal with stupid drama at school, but add in WoW powers?" Stan shook his head. "Everyday someone's gonna be burned. Literally."

"Yeah, we're not very responsible, are we?" Isaac then turned to Wendy. "Wendy?"

Wendy shrugged. "I'd like to keep my powers to show off, to be honest. But then again, I forgot half my abilities and spells." She shook her head. "I feel like I did more harm than help anyways. Honestly, I suck at World of Warcraft, it was Bebe who got me to play."

I walked up to Wendy and started to rub her hair. "Nonsense, Wendy. You did great. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself."

Wendy then hugged me. "You know, I wouldn't mind seeing my powers go away. I have to agree with you."

"So, uh, what do we do about the stolen money from Jimbo's Guns?" Iasked.

Wendy giggled as she let go of me. "We could keep it to ourselves, buy a few stuff like-"

"Wendy!" I was shocked at Wendy's statement.

Wendy's giggle turned into a laugh. "I'm just kidding, Stan!"

Douchebag nodded and smiled. "I guess that means we give away the Stick." He walked over to the flaming well - the Skyforge - and without another word, dropped the Stick. From the well shot out a large column of white fire until it was no more. Like a blaze of glory, the flame made the symbol of a dragon facing upwards until it dissipated into thin. "Beautiful."

It seemed as of Cole waved his hands around to attempt multiple spellcasts, but failed. "I'll miss my powers."

"Same here," I replied. "But honestly it was for the better." I exhaled. "I'm sure this is what Kyle would have done if he were here right now."


I gasped, backed up, furiously shook my head, and knelt down on the road. "H-h-how? H-h-how could Ray...how could h-he go back on his word and d-d-do such a thing? And h-how could C-Cartman possibly be involved?" My lips trembled, and I stuttered multiple times. I was genuinely shocked by this revelation. "How could he betray us all?!"

"Stan!" Kyle immediately ran over and came to my side to grab my left arm to help me off the ground. "What happened?!"

Wendy also came forth to grab my right arm. "Stan, we don't know how it all happened, but please calm down and get up. It's going to be alright. We have each other still."

I continued to shake my head as I groaned deeply. "No, no, this is all wrong!" I glared back at the others. Only Wendy and Kyle seemed to be frowning with concern, the rest had contorted faces, genuinely confused at the situation. I can't blame them, if they saw what I experienced, they might have cracked. "You guys don't understand, all of this - it's not supposed to be happening! None of us should be here right now!"

"That's right."

Our entire party gasped. Nobody in our party said that, a ninth voice must have joined in. I noticed Ellen's wolf and Wendy's felhunter both growl towards my general direction, but the minions' piercing gazes weren't focused on me. Kyle and Wendy stopped holding as they backed to the rest of the party, and my allies all went pale with dread. I slowly turned around to see not one, but two boys our age standing just on the sidewalk across the street from our party - both blonde twins.

One had cropped hair and wore black pants, a red trenchcoat, a wooden staff on his back, and a crown made of twigs. The other had a light blue jacket, blue pants, brown gloves, a yellow scarf, a red chestplate strapped around his jacket, a wooden fence shield like mine, and a hammer similar to mine. I knew exactly who they were.

My eyes shifted to the one in the red trenchcoat first. "Cole Dimmons." Then my eyes moved over to the one with the shield on his back. "Isaac Dimmons.

"That's Viceroy Cole Dimmons, leader of the New Conglomerate, mind you," Cole snarked.

"So a major enemy of the Alliance then. What are you both doing here?" I remember traveling with both of the twins the first time around, but what is the meaning of all this? Why would they show up now?

Cole shook his head. "I'll cut the crap and lay it on you straight: the eight of you are in trouble now, and the school and principal ain't happy you ditched early."

"We know what you guys did to the hall monitor boss," Isaac added.

"What does this mean now?!" Bebe yelled. "You want to fight us?! Or kidnap us and drag us in?!"

Cole shook his head. "We don't need to fight if you just come with us peacefully."

Kathy shook her head. "Why do you two care about the gingers, because last I checked you guys didn't, unless-"

"You and Kyle may be daywalkers, but you're both still as much of gingers as the rest of 'em, Kathy!" Isaac shrieked.

"Cole, Isaac, please." Ellen held her arms out as if intentionally appearing vulnerable to quell the tension. "We're just trying to do the right thing, we care about what happened to Douchebag and Cartman, even if we might not like the latter very much. And you're right, we don't need to fight, but please, we need to do this, we can't come with." But Cole shook his head at Ellen disapprovingly.

"Ugh...they won't listen to reason..." Tyler grunted. "Seriously, why don't you morons just back the fuck off, huh?!"

"Yeah, and besides," Kyle added. "There's eight of us and only two of you, so even if you actually tried to get us, you'd lose anyways."

Cole laughed. "Do you actually think it matters if I win or lose a fight against you guys? Because believe me: it actually doesn't matter, and you'll see why."

I grumbled. I don't exactly want to fight Cole nor Isaac, and I'm honestly not sure what their true intentions are, but all this trashtalk so far is getting us nowhere. However, my left ear perked up as I heard Wendy whisper into it. "I think Isaac still has a crush on me. Maybe I can quell it all."

I glanced over at her. I don't exactly approve of anyone trying to hit on my girlfriend, but I know Wendy isn't stupid: she must have something up her sleeve. Begrudgingly, I nodded. "Fine. Do it."

She fluttered her eyes at me before staring straight at Isaac. "You know Isaac, if we can all just calm down here..." Wendy quickly glared at our party before looking back over to Isaac. "...we could hug and I'll kiss your cheek." She placed her left hand on Isaac's right shoulder, and I paled immediately. This was my girlfriend trying to allure someone to try to diffuse a situation. On one hand, it could theoretically work, but on the other, this is still my girlfriend we're talking about here.

Isaac's eyes widened as a goofy smile formed on his face, and I certainly wasn't thrilled, my own mouth forming a scowl. "Wow..."

But Cole shook his head and forced himself between the two, lightly pushing Wendy away. "Okay, knock it off. Do you really think that hoe shit is gonna work?"

Wendy folded her arms and grumbled. "It worked on your idiot brother."

Then an apple core flew towards Cole, hitting him in the nose. "Ow!" He bent down to pick it up, then glared straight at Chris. "Did you just throw this at me?!"

"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it, bitch?" Chris laughed. Apparantly, it was the apple Chris previously stole from Douchebag's house.

"I'll do this!" Cole quickly tossed the apple core back towards Chris, but both Chris and Bebe ducked down, and the apple core ended up hitting the back windshield of Ms. Cartman's sedan. The force was hard enough such that the alarms went off, blaring into the streets. This caught the attention of nearby kindergartners, who were already finished with school today. They began to form around us, anticipating a fight.

Ms. Cartman also came out from her house, horrified. "Oh my goodness, what happened to my car, and what's going on here?"

But Ms. Cartman didn't matter anymore. I turned my attention to Cole and took out my battle axe. "I didn't want to do this, old buddy, but you leave me no choice."

Cole, being a druid, shapeshifted into his Cat Form, becoming a blonde cat. "Don't say I didn't warn you this would be a waste of time."

"Wait, weren't you a healer before?" Wendy asked.

"I respecced, got sick of healing idiots." Without another word, Cole the cat faded from sight, entering Prowl mode.

"Find Cole!" I shouted. "Wendy, Bebe, deal with Isaac!"

Chris also faded from sight. Kyle dropped down a Tremor Totem, Flametongue Totem, Cleansing Totem, and Windfury Totem, just like last time. Bebe shapeshifted into her Moonkin Form, and she and Wendy started going after Isaac as he began to cast Lightning Bolts at the girls. Huh, didn't realize Isaac also respecced as well. But there was no sign of Cole anywhere.

Ellen casted forth fireworks into the air, which in turn placed a Flare onto the ground near Ms. Cartman's sedan, lighting the ground there, and it revealed Cole as he was sneaking towards Kathy. I was ready to charge, but suddenly, roots bursted from the ground, holding me down on my feet and preventing me from moving any closer to the pesky cat. Apparently Chris also got caught by the roots as he materialized next to me, rooted down the same as I was. "Aw crap, I said."

"He placed an Earthbind Totem, damnit," Chris concluded. First, he took out a throwing knife and tossed it at Cole, hitting him in the butt. Then, noticing that the totem was placed right next to him, he made one stab from his right dagger so that the totem would go down.

Kyle was not rooted however as he casted Flame Shock, a burst of flame that set Cole on fire. Kyle and Ellen's wolf began to make their way towards Cole, but Cole was too fast as he immediately casted Feral Charge, leaping on Kathy and dazing her momentarily. Kathy let loose a burst of frost, casting Frost Nova to root Cole in ice. The thing about druids like Bebe and Cole is that they can shift to their normal form then almost instantly shift back to break roots and snares, or what we call "powershifting," which is exactly what Cole did. Kathy tried to slow down Cole by casting Cone of Cold, letting lose frigid winds, but Cole just powershifted again, not relenting at all as he slashed away at Kathy with his claws. Kathy casted an Ice Barrier, shielding herself with an icy bubble.

"I fucking hate feral druids!" I can't blame Kathy for whining, this fight is going to be a very painful experience for our mage as there is very little she can do against Cole.

Tyler came out of his frog curse, returning to his normal human state. "Me and Chris will go after the cat, you handle Isaac!"

"Got it!" I turned to Kyle, who faced me. "Ya hear that, Kyle?!"

"Yeah!" Kyle then joined me and we set our sights on Isaac.

Wendy and Bebe did manage to stand their ground as Isaac was being demolished by multiple magical afflictions from both girls. Kyle casted Frost Shock, and Isaac found himself being rooted in ice. I casted Charge, rushing in towards Isaac to stun him out. But once both Kyle and I reached Isaac, a burst of lighting came from him as he casted Thunderstorm, knocking us both along with Wendy's felhunter back a few feet. He walked towards us then threw down another Earthbind Totem, rooting us three, along with Bebe, in place. Bebe simply powershifted back into her Moonkin Form, instantly breaking the root.

"Oh damnit!" Kyle muttered.

Isaac casted a Flame Shock onto Wendy, causing her to erupt in flames briefy. He then took a second to cast Chain Lightning, causing a bolt of lightning to rush through me, Kyle, then Bebe in that order, and it felt like a million of volts just burnt my central nervous system. I groaned in pain. I reached to my backside, looking for a throwing axe, but felt nothing. I closed my eyes and realized: I forgot to bring a ranged weapon along with me to school today. Shit.

Wendy casted Death Coil, but Isaac already had a Grounding Totem placed, so instead of going towards Isaac, it went towards the totem, destroying it. Her eyes opened wide as her mouth fell agape. "Oh my fucking God, I can't believe I fell for that." Yeah, Wendy just completely wasted a very powerful spell and now she can't use it again for two minutes.

Bebe in her Moonkin Form groaned at Wendy. She then casted Starfall as a flurry of stars fell down from the sky, blasting down on both Cole and Isaac. She began to charge up another spellcast, but then Cole shapeshifted into his Bear Form, a blonde bear, and casted Bash, stunning out Bebe while suppressing the Starfall, causing no more stars to fall.

"Scatter!" Ellen yelled as she casted Scatter Shot, firing multiple pellets from her shotgun that disoriented Cole, causing him to wander around aimlessly. She then aimed into the air and casted Freezing Arrow, firing a frozen arrow that landed onto Cole, and a second later, it exploded, entrapping him in ice and disabling him for some time.

"All on Isaac now!" Tyler shouted as he casted Repentance just as Wendy's and Bebe's afflictions seemed to have faded away, incapacitating Isaac. The roots that held Kyle and myself faded as Tyler walked up to the second Earthbind Totem to strike it down. Then Chris seemed to have come out of stealth, stunning Isaac in a Cheap Shot. All eight of us took the opportunity to go after Isaac. We all focused our attacks on Isaac, striking with blades, shooting, and casting magic at him.

The freezing trap that Ellen fired upon Cole thawed out. "Isaac, no!" He shouted as he shapeshifted once again into his Cat Form.

"Oh no you don't." Chris turned his attention upon Cole, bent down, picked up some dirt from off the road, and tossed it towards Cole. Evidently, this action casted Blind, disorienting him once more. With one last strike from my axe, I put Isaac down, and he was down for the count. We then creeped towards Cole before doing the same.

Cole shapeshifted into his Bear Form, but that didn't matter when all eight of us, plus two pets, were attacking him, without him having any real chance of fighting back. Not even a few seconds later did Cole give in too, forced out of his Bear Form back to his regular human form. Like Isaac, he had swelling and rashes on his skin, along with multiple burns and cuts.

"You did good..." Cole coughed. "...you also ensured my victory too."

I narrowed my eyes. "Your victory? We just ganged up on you and your brother, and then we beat you both to a pulp." I looked over to my party, and all of them were rather beaten up however. Kathy, Chris, Ellen, and Tyler were all cut up from Cole, while Wendy, Bebe (now back in her human form), and Kyle suffered burns. I looked down at my chest, and there were also burns there too. I looked over at the Kindergartners, who were hiding behind bushes, trash cans, or cars, watching us while scared of us. Ms. Cartman was also hiding behind her car as well, genuinely shocked at what transpired with us.

Then there was one ginger kid that came up to us from behind a tree, holding a stop sign. Then two from different directions. Then five. Then about total were around twenty ginger kids surrounding us. The eight of us may be rather skilled, but there was no way in hell we can take on twenty ginger kids after getting out of this fight.

"Now this...is a Deus ex Machina working against us...if I've ever seen one," Kathy spat. "You guys cheated."

"I simply bid my time, as anticipated," Cole replied.

"Really?!" Bebe yelled. "You have the ginger kids on your payroll now?!"

"Desperate times call for desperate measures." As Cole spoke, two of the ginger kids knelt down to help Cole and Isaac up. "These people, like my friends and new classmates, have been discriminated against. We fight for freedom. Liberty or death."

"Yeah, you're definitely a fucking freak," Tyler coughed, still bleeding.

"Last time someone...tried to tame the ginger kids," Kyle started. "Cartman...almost died."

Cole shrugged. "Yeah, but unlike Cartman, I don't pretend to be something I'm not. I'm just a kid, like you guys, who hates things the way they are, and I wish it were different."

"Then why fight each other?" Wendy asked.

"Because I don't like us having magic, but I also don't want Cartman back in South Park, like the rest of the school." Cole shook his head. "But I'm not in the mood for any talk anymore, not after what you did to me and my brother. Book 'em, kids." Each of our party member was being held by one ginger kid, while Ellen's and Wendy's pets were being prodded by two ginger kids each. Cole turned to the kindergartners that were still spectating while my party was being dragged back to school. "Ladies and gentlemen: we got 'em."


I had to give my old OCs, Cole and Isaac Dimmons some kind of role. Also, if you've been reading closely, you can probably discern what path action each party member have. Anyways, that's chapter three for you, hope you found it enjoyable. I'll see you all next time.