Tweek x Craig Incan Warfare part 5.

Scene a giant cage with a wooden chair in the middle of the room.

A blond woman siting on it and a bright light shining directly above her.

PC Principal crying"Margarine you're still alive? What happened in the hallway ? We were running . I saw you die."

Margarine"You abandoned me! I was almost killed. Why are you like this? I thought you were my true love?

PC Principal"But the hallway and the triangle head dude?"

Margarine"What are talking about? Why am I in this cage? You're a man sort it out.

PC Principal"Please Margarine it's He/Him and Male please respect my boundaries."

Maragarine"You are always like this with your stupid words! I'm going to die if you don't do something! Why are you wasting time with your pronouns? They don't help. We're gonna die and you're busy with words?""

PC Principals"They are very important..."

Margarine"WHY!?"

PC Prinicpal"Margarine please let's be..."

Margiarine"You couldn't even help Token pass."

PC Principal"How do you know that name? I never mentioned it!"

Wall breaks behind Margarine. Triangle head monster walks in grabs Margarine by the head. Snaps her neck pulls her body into the darkness.

PC Principal" MARGIRINE NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

ART STYLE CHANGE SUPER HOMO BEAUTIFUL BOY ANIME STYLE WITH PINK HUE AND SWEAT SPARKLES EVERYWHERE.

Tweek his beautiful skin as white as marble glows in the sun. He's laying down on a green field his golden hair shining brightly it's blowing slightly in the wind. He is looking up. In the sky condors fly, hawks stay still in the air using the air currents to hover in place. He has blue bandages around his naked chest and on both hands when he moves his hands it stings. He grabs a clump of grass plucks it out lifts it up in front of him. Sand falls into his mouth he awkwardly spits it out. He opens his hand slowly, the grass gets carried away as the wind start blowing stronger.

He's thinking about his past battles with Craig. He remembers their kiss, the taste of Craig's tongue. The feeling of Craig's skin on his. The feeling of his hands on Craig's sinewy muscular body, also the weight of Craig's body when he fell on him. If only that weird man hadn't shown up. What would he and Craig have been doing until now? How far would they have gone? His face and ears start feeling hot. He feels a weird sensation something that's new and strange. But that he knows he likes.

Earlier when he was forcing Kenny to help him escape the magic barrier. He remembers the blood lust he had then. But when he finally met Craig in his Poncho with his Headdress and his Incan sword glimmering in the sun. Looking like he did back those many years ago. He felt his knees go weak. "Was I scared?" He's thinking I could have easily killed him with my speed. The battle was over even before it started why did I lose? Why didn't I want to fight Craig? My memories had returned but still?

Tweek feels like he's the last leaf on a tree in autumn. Fighting to stay on, but knowing he'll lose eventually. The wind blowing stronger each day. He thinks that somedays his mind is lost, like a little boat in a great storm. But when he is with Craig even though the ship is still in the storm he has someone with him. That won't leave, but will pull him close and give him warmth.

Tweek falls asleep in the warm sun. Sparks flash in Tweek's mind. He thinks of the past Egypt , Greece , Rome how many more he remembers the grips and techniques. The weight of the weapons axes, swords, spears, bows many more. The sounds of battle swords clashing. He sees Craig of the distant past. He stabs him in the neck. His headdress slowly falls, he falls backwards he's dead. Tweek's armor feel like the chains of the underworld are pulling him down. He doesn't want to go, his eyes go dim. He reaches to grab the sun. Only the stump of his arm reaches out, blood pouring down. The one that Craig chopped off. The sun becomes darker than night. I don't want to sleep. He can't stay up he feels everything fade...

STYLE CHANGE SOUTH PARK PAPER PEOPLE

"tweek...mein kind...tweek...TWEEEEEEK!"

Tweek"GOD!WHAT!?"

Ulf Mark Schneider EX CEO of Nestle"Mein kinder there is big problems here is your sword and zee dagger. Craig is in danger please we have to go!"

Tweek"OK SHOW ME WHERE NOW!"

I came here from the future mkay. To stop the mexican terminators with sombreros mkay. From destroying everything mkay I came to 1838 in Boston to stop the police from existing. So that one of my students mkay. Wouldn't be killed in police shooting mkay so we can save the future mkay. The police was created to fight the werewolves mkay. We only had to kill the head werewolf, to stop police from existing in America mkay. How could we have known the vampire Count Dracula was visiting mkay. Half of our men are dead, the other half are vampires mkay. Dracula has my calculator! Things could get really bad mkay. If he figures out how to time travel mkay. Luckily mkay I have lots of silver bullets here I go!mkay. Mr Mackey jumps out from a pillar flying through the air. He's firing twin revolvers, as he hits the werewolves and vampires they explode or turn to dust.

International Red Cross Base.

Tent with blood everywhere and two dentist chairs.

Mr Mackey and PC Principal are strapped in.

PC Principal tears rolling don't his cheeks shaking violently in his chair"...NO...MARGARINE...NOT AGAIN...WHY"

Mr Mackey wrestling in his dentist chair"...take...this...bang...bang...f#cker...mkay!...calculator."

Drug dealer Santiego el Diablo "Oh Dios mio! The weak American is in a gun fight he must be close! Priest more holy water! Strong females bring the strong cocaina!"

International Red Cross Priest is swinging in circles the Aspergillum spreading holy water everywhere. Where it touches the blood in the tent, it evaporates into a black smoke.

International Red Cross Priest screaming as loudly as he can"OD DIOS POR FAVOR SáLVANOS!"

Strong females" Santa María protégenos! Si! We will inject straight into the eye! HERMANOS! VEN AYUDA!"

Armed guards with assualt rifles rush in.

Santiego el Diablo"The weak American, hold him down he is fighting the vengeful SPIRIT! DARSE PRISA!"

Armed guards with assault rifles "Sí! COMANDANTE!"

They grab Mr Mackey one of the strong females opens Mr Mackey's eye. The other one immediately injects cocaine into his eye.

Somewhere...

Mr Mackey start moving in slow motion the vampires and werewolves are frozen in place.

Mr Mackey "I wonder who is helping me mkay?!"

Mr Mackey pulls the trigger the gun doesn't even move. It's frozen in the air.

Mr Mackey"OH!MY!GOD! I activated my STAND'S ABILITY! Mkay! I can stop time! Mkay. He sees hands hanging. Floating In front of his chest.

Mr Mackey"OH GOD! My dream came true."

Mr Mackey"Now it's time to save the world! MKAY!"

Mr Mackey starts moving very slowly, then he start walking normally. Everything is still frozen stiff. He leaves his revolvers they float in the air. As he walks he sees the vampires and werewolves, who were about to attack him!

Mr Mackey"This will teach them not to mess with the future mkay!"

The hands floating behind Mr Mackey, hits the first werewolf so many times and so fast Mr Mackey almost throws up. Because it's broken into so many pieces. But the broken body is still in the air. It's only been moved 1cm even though it's been totally eviscerated . Mr Mackey moves on to the first vampire he hits it so hard with his stands fists. He can see it start to catch fire. Two arms of the vampire becomes dust and it's still frozen in place and the flames aren't burning yet.

Mr Mackey"So I don't even need silver bullets mkay. I can just punch them into dust! mkay."

Mr Mackey walks slowly through the mansion. Punching everything that's not human to death. The bodies frozen in the air . He feels great! First time in Mr Mackey's life that he feels totally in control and relaxed. All the while killing the werewolves and vampires left and right . He thinks this is probably how police feel when they shoot burglars or people who don't respect the law, like not crossing the road at the crosswalk . Suddenly Mr Mackey is so shocked he freezes in place.

Mr Mackey"I once read a comic mkay and it said "With great power comes great responsibility. " mkay and I read in a fortune cookie "Absolute power corrupts absolutely."mkay! I was almost...mkay, that what I was fighting! mkay After Token's soul moves on mkay. I will never use my powers mkay ever again mkay."

Elsewhere.

ART STYLE CHANGE SUPER HOMO BEAUTIFUL BOY ANIME STYLE WITH PINK HUE AND SWEAT SPARKLES EVERYWHERE.

Scene blood is everywhere parts of the bodies of the soldiers are strewn everywhere heaps of guts and arms and legs some soldiers cut in halve trying to crawl away only to pass out and die .

Token is breathing very heavily sweat is dripping down from his forehead. He's looking at his sword blood flowing down. It's bent but he can still use it . He's looking around trying to formulate a plan to escape from this hopeless situation. Craig has been fighting the elderly soldier for about 30minutes. It's only a matter of time before Craig gets so tired, he can't swing his sword anymore. Plus my and Craig's fighting style compliment each other when fighting hordes of enemies but when fighting one person we'll trip each other up.

If I try to swap with Craig to fight the elderly soldier. He'll immediately and definitely kill one of us. But what's worse the soldiers are so scared of us they are at least 15m from us. They have us surrounded, only reason they're not firing. Is because the old soldier is fighting Craig. If Craig kills him, they'll start firing then we're dead. Craig's fighting so intensely. He's leaving everything up to me.

There are lots of weapons on the ground. I cant use guns, but grenades I've seen the soldiers try to use them before I killed them. I've memorized how to pull the pins but still I don't know how large the explosions are. How many do I need to use? There are only 30 soldiers left, we've killed 70. So the ones left are drained emotionally and mentally. They have never have been in a true war that's what makes them dangerous. If I act carelessly and Prince Haremkhet, no his name's Craig now. I have to focus now on the present not the past otherwise...

Green flashes and yellow sparks . A blue figure moves haphazardly and a person in a green uniform and wearing a red beret, jumps backward doing a flip putting his on hand on the ground. Pushing it and falling backward onto his feet. He twist the knifes he has in his hands. Something flashing green goes flying and flies into the bush. The person without hesitation or any unnecessary movement charges towards the blue clad figure.

Craig see's the blade of the elderly soldiers bayonet knife thrust towards his eye he waits till the absolute last second. He sees the blade almost casting a shadow on his eye. He steps forward and diagonally past the man's waist, he throws his sword past his right side. When the swords momentum is almost at its most. He drops slightly using his back leg and pushing with his hips while pulling his left hand. Pushing and guiding with his right arm.

Stronger than any baseball player who is aiming to hit a homerun . He aims to chop the soldier in halve. The blade moves with such speed and force. That in a previous battle in the past he had sliced five soldiers wearing armor into two pieces starting with slicing the first one in his midriff moving diagonally upwards and at the end of the line decapitating the last one. It was his strongest technique . He sees a green glimmer, his morale drops. On the ground a green glass tooth falls.

Craig's thinking killing those other clowns was easy. Even though my body is still small, all those years of training in past lives. I know the proper techniques even a small person can be as strong as a big one. If you know how to carry things correctly using your hips and legs. Even my fighting style I've honed through years of combat . This sword weighs almost a quarter of my weight but using momentum and technique I can fight all day. But f#ck this old man knows how to fight.

I know Token's formulating a plan. I can't do anything, if I hesitate he's going to stab with those two bayonet knives killing me instantly. But still he looks like he could be someone's grandpa, big grey mustache he's not bulky. Only way I can tell are those eyes sharper than a hawks and his clothes perfectly ironed Beret still straight. I'm sweating so much. He looks like he's going out for a stroll. And worse every time I swing he catches a tooth of my blade. And by twisting his knifes, he rips out the tooth of my sword's blade. I've lost 4 on the left side I don't want to use the right side. If he breaks out those teeth too. I might as well be swinging a baseball bat and he looks like if a truck ran into him, the truck would be destroyed and he'd just shake off the dust and keep walking.

If only Tweek where here...

Finish.