Disclaimer: Hell Park belongs to Chickenstab, cover belongs to Evilfeather, none of of us own South Park.
I will say this once, this story is more for entertainment purposes on my end. It was fun to write minus the first six chapters. This is the chapter based off the YouTube video, Pocket's Box. They said they won't be using it for their comic so hopefully I steered clear from anything they have planned. Mostly cuz I bet they will have Gregory and Estella do more and Pocket does less/doesn't appear.
The four girls circle Thomas' knocked down body.
Wendy nudges his shoe with her foot, "So you guys were kidding about demons."
"We just saved you lives!" Bebe cheers.
"He'll be back up," Token says, "I hit his friend with my car and he got up just fine not long after."
The girls jump away from the demon, except for Red.
"Do any of you know how to kill a demon!?" Bebe asks, quite a bit loudly.
Wendy rubs her chin in thought, "Well holy water and certain metals that have been blessed could hurt them. At least from what I read."
"Hey, dude," Red kicks Thomas, "What are you weak to?"
He makes a strangled ugh when she kicked him.
"Alright, guys. What do we do now?" Kyle asks the group, "The girls are here and their car can't fit all of us in there."
"We could pick who goes and the rest could die." Red bluntly says.
"No fair! You'll just pick your boyfriends!" Cartman snaps.
Wendy looks to Stan, who was staring at a bug on the ground.
"... Maybe." She deadpans.
With a pop, a certain merc and demon appear in the middle of their group.
"Oh great he's back." Kenny grumbles.
"Hey, Tweek! Good to see you!" Clyde waves at the demon.
Tweek glances around and sees that the boys are outside and there's some girls and- OH MY GOD THOMAS!
He hurries to Thomas' side and helps him up. "What happened!?" He asks in worry.
Thomas groans, "Car…"
Tweek glances at the car and back to the group. He stares at them silently, then shouts, "NONE OF YOU LISTENED!? YOU COULDN'T WAIT ANOTHER FEW HOURS IN THAT STUPID BARN!"
Craig starts, "You set us up as ba-"
"YOU DON'T GET TO SPEAK! HGGGGGHHH AND YOU DRAGGED MORE PEOPLE INTO YOUR FUCKING MESS THAT'S JUST GREAT!" Fire begins to flare onto Tweek.
Christophe walks up with a cigarette and lights it off of Tweek's flames. He takes a puff while Tweek continues to scream at the group.
"WAIT TILL MORNING I SAID! THAT IS ALL I ASKED!"
"No you said we had to stay here forever-" Stan is cut off by Tweek's wrath.
"NO I FUCKING DIDN'T!" He gets back to hair pulling, this time actually pulling many clumps out of his head.
Everyone, aside from Christophe, steps away from the raging imp. He was just screaming insults and fire.
Pip stands in the restroom, washing his hands while humming a cheery tune.
"Pip."
Pip looks up into the mirror and sees Gregory behind him looking at the restroom in disgust. Graffiti and strange stains litter the bathroom.
"What is this place?" He asks with a slight gag as his shoe barely touches a weird purple stain.
"Good to see you again, Gregory! I was just-"
"I don't care. We have Stan Marsh's location. Appear over there so we can finally end this charade."
Pip nods enthusiastically, "Yes sir yes sir!"
Gregory vanishes. The bathroom door opens and Damian's head pops in. "Who you talking to?"
"Just Gregory," he says, "He said he found where Stan and friends are hiding and I should meet up with them."
"Huh. That could be entertaining to watch." He looks at his watch, "The sun should be rising soon. So my shift's over." He steps into the restroom and offers an arm to Pip. "Shall we, my dear?"
Pip eagerly takes his arm, "But of course!"
With a flash of fire, the two appear behind the barn. Damian tilts a brow, "So this is where Gregory wants you?"
"Ooh a cute little farm!" A duck waddles past Pip. He goes starry eyed and kneels to pet the feathery creature. Damian scrunches his nose.
"It smells awful here."
"Such a good little ducky!"
The two jump to the sound of yelling and screaming. They look around the corner of the barn and spot Tweek yelling at a large group with Thomas right by.
They spot Gregory and Estella appear behind the group and a giant mirage of tendrils grabs them all, including Tweek and Thomas.
Pip tilts his head, "Why is he grabbing them?"
"Dunno, don't care." Gregory takes them all into the barn. The two peer through the window to watch what's gonna go down. Gregory puts down everyone. They all seemed to have been knocked out.
(Pocket's Box by Extraballz)
Craig feels as if his head was blown by a blowtorch, yet smacked with a fire extinguisher. He slowly opens his eyes and feels around with his hands. Fuzzy… he looks up to find a certain blond sitting up and rubbing his head. The two lock eyes.
"GAH!" Tweek shoves him off him. Craig does an unceremonious flop to the ground.
"Ow! What the hell was that for!?" Craig snaps as he pushes himself up.
"You were laying on me!"
"Barely!"
"It was still weird!"
"Could you guys shut up, my head is ready to split." Kenny groans as he sits up. One by one, the group of fourteen sit up or stand up.
"Ah, so you're all finally awake~"
Craig looks across the barn to find Gregory and Estella standing to the sides of a large trunk.
"Uh… Whatcha got there?" Clyde asks nervously. Christophe gets up and reaches for his weapons but grabs to air.
Gregory tsks, "You thought I would leave your toys on you? You thought wrong."
"Well then, why aren't you strangling us all?" Token asks, "We're right here," he pulls at the barn door, "The door won't budge. So just take us out already."
"Babe!" Nichole cries.
"Well since you've all been rotting zits to our sides," Estella hisses, "We have decided a more painful, yet entertaining way for you to all die." She pulls up a pair of bolt cutters.
Back with Damian and Pip, the sun has risen long ago and Damian has gotten bored. He sat down on the grass with his back to the barn to mess with his phone. Not realizing the terrible danger that the duo demons were putting the world in.
Pip watched in pure amazement.
Back to the group, Estella uses the bolt cutters on the lock and snaps it off. Gregory then grabs the lid and pulls it open. "Oh dear sinners," Gregory chimes, "We would like for all of you to meet an old friend of ours."
"Any last words?"
They hear giggling from the box.
"... Well I'm gonna die anyways," Red locks eyes with Estella, "You're pretty hot."
Estella is taken aback.
A hand reaches out of the box and grabs the lip. A figure with long, curled horns that stuck to the sky, enormous wings bigger than Tweek's spread out, and a pair of pointy buck teeth peers from his upper lip.
Estella's eyes turn purple as she raises a hand to the man, "Pocket."
He gives a wicked smile to the large group and walks up until he is inches away from Stan's face.
"Oh Damian you're missing this!"
"What, a mass hanging?" He tip taps on his phone.
"Well no. Estella and Gregory had brought a box!"
Damian freezes. "... What?"
A loud slam and crash is heard and the two see Gregory flying through the air and slamming into the dirt.
The two come over to him. He pulls his head up and sees them staring down at him. Damian's eyes were full of fear, yet rage.
"A-ah! Damian!" Gregory scrambles to his feet, "I can explain!"
Damian takes a few steps towards him, Gregory takes a few steps back. "What was that about a box?" He growls.
Gregory nervously laughs as he keeps stepping away from the advancing antichrist. His back hits the barn door. "Well you see-"
The barn doors explode into splitters as a body slams into the trio.
More giggles emerge from the bucked tooth man. He seemed to ignore the adultangers before him and stepped out the busted door.
"JESUS CHRIST!" Tweek yells.
"SHIT- FUCK- COCK-" Thomas grabs Craig. "Listen to us! THAT man is a demon!"
"One of the most dangerous!" Tweek continues.
"He was shoved into that box for a reason. You all need to run!"
Craig just stares at him. But the girls have already booked it with some of the boys right behind them. Thomas and Tweek hurry outside.
"Dude, come on! We can escape while they're distracted!" Token grabs Craig's arm and drags him out, Clyde close behind. When they step outside, Estella is thrown into the barn's wall next to the trio.
They are met with the crazed lunatic with the other crazed lunatics. Oh and Damian. Damian's fists were covered with flames, Pip right behind him with Gregory, Thomas and Tweek at his sides.
"Get back in your damned box, or I will send you farther into the afterlife."
Pocket just smiles at Damian. His pupils begin to split into four.
Estella pulls herself from the wreckage. The boys quickly scramble back away from her. Her eyes were completely white. She lumbers over to Pocket and stands beside him.
Tweek hears the strangled gurgles from Thomas and sees he was on the ground, crawling towards Craig and friends with a trail following behind him.
Black ooze began to leak from Gregory's mouth, dripping to the soil. The tendrils form from his mouth, squirms and wiggles in agony. Before Damian could do anything to Gregory, he quickly jumped away from Pip. The smaller male's face was pulled back to reveal a grotesque skull with rows and rows of teeth.
Pocket's pupils have separated into four separate pairs. One blue, one hazel, one brown, and one green. The colors being Pip's, Thomas', Gregory's, and Estella's.
He points to Damian and three of the imps lunge at him.
Craig and the other two step back away from Thomas, who was reaching out to them.
Tweek appears in front of them and kneels to Thomas, "Thomas?! What's wrong?!"
He just gurgles. Tweek glances at Pocket and back to Thomas. "Shit he's got ahold of him!"
"Ahold of him? What does that mean?!" Clyde yelps.
"It means Pocket is going to use them against us! NNNGH!"
Chains are thrown over Pocket's head and loop around his neck. One strong tug, the chains slice through his throat like butter and his head drops to the ground.
Christophe sighs, "That was much too easy." He twists the chains around his hands.
Pip stops coming after Damian and stares at him in surprise. He pulls his face back in place. "Damian? What did I do? Oh dear, I have scared you!"
Damian nervously chuckles, "It's alright Philip." He hugs him tight. He looks to Estella and Gregory who seem stunned. He glares at them, "You're in so much shit."
Gregory gulps while Estella rolls her eyes. Rolls her eyes so hard they go to the back of her head.
Pocket's body stands right back up and grabs his head. He replaces it and just laughs.
Damian cries out as teeth dig into his shoulder. He shoves Pip away, a piece of his shoulder in his mouth.
Tweek squeezes his eyes shut and slams Thomas' face with his hoof. "Run! Run now!"
They didn't have to ask twice. Craig and the two boys run after Stan and friends.
Thomas gets up. A chain flies over his head, ready to loop his throat.
"NO!" Tweek grabs the chain before it could make it over Thomas. Thomas seemed to have swung his body away like a ragdoll. Tweek howls in pain and lets go of the chain.
"You idiot! What were you trying to do!?" Christophe snaps.
Tweek gently blows on his hands. "I don't want you hurting him! He doesn't deserve it!"
Christophe eye rolls. He feels someone bump into his back. He turns his head to find the antichrist leaning against him. He was clutching his shoulder.
"Oh shit!" Tweek pulls Damian's hand away from the wound. It looked like the wound was slowly sealing itself. "Shouldn't it be faster than this!?"
"A mix of the sun and being stressed out, Tweek. Now get ready for a fight." Fire appears around his feet,
Tweek nods and makes his pitchfork appear.
Christophe chuckles, "I never pictured ze day I would fight with ze antichrist and his lackey."
"Nnnngh!"
The trio are surrounded by the imps. Pocket has seemed to perch himself on the roof of the barn.
Tweek points his pitchfork at Thomas and Christophe tightens the chain between his hands.
Craig can't remember how long he's been running, but his legs finally give way under him and he crumbles to the floor in exhaustion. He has been running all night, and he hasn't slept a wink. His body was finally giving up on him.
Clyde and Token had heard him fall and help him up. They both sling an arm over their shoulders.
"Dude you should've slept!" Token snaps.
"I had a demon inside me and sucked the energy out of me, and I slept!" Clyde adds.
"Shut up." Craig grumbles.
Token looks back behind them. "I don't see any of them following us. I guess we could take our time."
The trio slowly walk. Silence engulfs them.
Only the sounds of leaves crunching under their feet and birds chirping was all that broke the quiet.
They break through the trees and find the other eight on the other side. They stood by the road, some on their phones.
"I don't get it! Token had a signal." Kenny dials numbers while Stan watches him in annoyance.
"We shouldn't have left your car behind." Wendy says to Bebe with saucer eyes.
"Token!" Nichole hurries over to the trio, "What happened to Craig?"
"He's tired," Token says, "He's been running, and didn't get a wink of sleep. And I'm gonna guess the stress of the situation is taking a toll on him as well."
Craig just grumbles.
"You're all fucking idiots."
Everyone turns to find bloodied up Damian, Tweek and Christophe. Tweek and Damian were staggering a bit while Christophe just lights a new cigarette.
Damian pulls off his cracked shades and has the look of murder in his eyes. "You shouldn't have played with a fucking ouija board."
"Dude it's just a toy!" Kyle exclaims, "It was never meant to like, actually bring demons out!"
"They always have!" Damian snaps at the redhead, "Its just most people follow the fucking rules to a T!"
"We did follow all the rules, man!" Kenny says, "It didn't say anything about not getting high!"
Damian just growls, "If it weren't for you morons, Gregory and Estella would still be festering in Hell and not opening Pocket's goddamn box! And now Philip is being mind fucked by that asshole!"
"Who?" Cartman owls.
"Do any of you have any idea how serious this is!?" Tweek squeaks.
"Not really, dude." Red says, kicking a rock.
"Pocket Havisham is a fallen angel demon! Just like Pip, except he actually got past the gates!" Tweek explains, "What sucks is that we have no idea why he's in hell! Hghghegfghf- and he's more powerful than the antichrist! So we had to seal him away in fear of him ending the world prematurely or killing us all!"
"So my guess is he's kinda pissed we shoved him in a box for the past few years." Damian says, "Now. Token."
"Y-yeah?"
"You want a devil's favor? Get Pocket back in his box, then I shall return all the imps back to Hell, kay?"
The boys just stare at him.
"You guys can take all the time in the world to do it. I dunno when he'll decide that the world deserves to be destroyed. And you'll have Tweek on your side."
"Yeah! Wait what?"
"Downside is, since it's daytime Pocket can only take ahold of halflings. Not wholsies. But at night, he can easily do it. So get at him in the day. Then you won't have Tweek coming after your butts."
"Ngh!"
"I'm going to return to Hell to heal. Give me a call when you need me. You know my number." With a flash of fire, he's gone.
"... Well good news is we won't have Gregory on our asses." Said Stan.
"Boys!" Wendy snaps, "The world is going to end! We have to do something!"
"That something will be crawling into my disinfected bed." Craig groans.
Tweek sighs and threads his fingers through his hair. This was gonna be a tough mission