Disclaimer: Hell Park belongs to Chickenstab and co, the cover belongs to Evilfeather, none of us own South Park. My boyfriend wrote the fight between Christophe and Gregory and my mom wrote all the romance scenes.

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Hope things are too farfetched in half of the story. Also I shall repeat the couples and changes.

In comic: Craig and Thomas, Tweek and Mole (supposedly?), Estella and Rebecca, Wendy and Heidi (I think, someone told me they were), Kenny and Dogpoo, Token and Nichole, I think Clyde and Bebe but not too sure and Prooooobably Tricia and Karen but also not too sure. Probably more coming.

In this: Craig and Tweek, Wendy and Stan, Kenny and Butters, Token and Nichole, and Clyde and Bebe. My mom loves Wendy and Stan.

And yeah I slimmed down some characters. Another reason to read the comic. Also a lack of Cartman. I dunno how Chickenstab and co thinks of Cartman but in Mirai Park the person made him nice which is... Impossible but they do them. Just Cartman's dialogue and humor are tricky for me to write.

Also yes I also did Mirai Park but I won't post it up because it is much too close to completion, and the main changes I did was add more scenes, no weird love decahedron, and Cartman. Yes the main plot to it is Kyle knows he's changed but everyone else thinks Cartman killed peeps when it was actually (spoilers). So I will definitely wait for an answer if I can post that one. Which is... never.

And lastly, yes I got an answer from Chicken. They said they weren't comfortable but they didn't outright say delete. I kept poking at them to tell me to delete the story and they haven't answered.

Alright enough talking.

Clyde yawns as he shuffles around the playground near the high school. "Still no sign of demons, bro."

"Keep looking." Token lifts a trash can lid and peers in.

Clyde just grumbles and sits on a swing. "Whatcha think Cartman's doing?"

"Why do you care?"

"Well he ran off, leaving us to clean up this mess."

"He is a coward anyways so why would he be helping with saving the world this time?"

"How many times has he almost destroyed the world?"

"Well there was that Cthulhu when we were playing super heroes. That's the only time I can think of where he, like, actually almost did destroy the world. The rest was more just the town. Like the Ginger Genocide he tried to do, making the townsfolk into nazis another time, and trying to become mayor with his hand and make it Christmas permanently."

"Hey whatever did happen to ButtLord/Sir Douchebag?"

"Dunno where they went, and I don't really care too much."

"But they had time traveling farts! Their farts could've totally make us go back in time and stop ourselves from playing with the ouija board!"

"... You right."

They hear loud, slow flaps. They look up towards the sky and both figuratively shit themselves. Pocket flies towards the school and sits on the roof.

The two look to each other and back at the demon. Clyde slowly reaches for his phone.

Tweek reappears at Stark's Pond. He sees that Craig was sitting at one of the benches, gently petting the little bunny.

Tweek just watches Craig. It was strange to see Craig in priest clothes… It was strangely fitting though. And it was so calming to see Craig actually be chill. Not stoic, not passive aggressive, not upset entirely. Tweek sits down next to Craig.

"I have to ask you."

Tweek turns to Craig. "Yeah?"

"It's about Thomas…"

"Alright…"

"Why does he vomit so much?"

"Uh… Defense? He only pukes when he's overwhelmed or stressed. I think it's to scare people off, or gross them out to leave him alone. That's… all he does really. I don't think he has other abilities."

"Well… He got the short end of the stick on abilities, didn't he?"

"He's not full of anger and hate like the others. That's why Gregory and Estella Hellspawns while Thomas is an Imp like me."

"Gotcha…"

The two sit in silence, watching the water babble. I was probably around noon with the sun so high in the sky. But Craig let's out a yawn and decides to lean his head on Tweek's shoulder. "Wake me up when we have to go."

Tweek stiffens but quickly relaxes. "Y-yeah. Uh…." He gently shifts Craig so his head lies on his lap, "T-this should be more comfortable!"

Craig blinks and practically nuzzles into Tweek's fuzzy and warm goat legs. Soon he drifts off to sleep. Tweek smiles softly at the snoozing boy and watches the sun lower.

This was nice… They weren't fighting anymore and they were actually becoming friends. He could get used to this… But he would soon have to return to Hell. And never come out again. Tweek felt his heart sink. He didn't want to return to Hell… But he had to.

Tweek threads his fingers under Craig's hat absentmindedly, making the chullo slide off and drop onto the bench. Huh. His hair was black. He smiles to himself again as he pets his surprisingly soft hair.

It's been around… What? Three to four days now? And he felt himself fall for this damn boy. But he couldn't help it… He was quite handsome, and Tweek was just attracted to his personality. Courage, loyalty towards others, and even if he didn't seem to think he was, he was a great leader.

Tweek is spooked by loud ringing. He quickly snatches the offending noise from Craig's pocket and fumbles the phone, having no idea how to answer it. He figures it out and puts the phone to his ear.

"H-hello?" He says in a whisper. Craig has not stirred.

"Dude!" Clyde's voice yells, "Tweek! We found Pocket! You gotta head back to the school now!"

"Y-you did? Uh… Can it wait?"

"No, man! Get here NOW!"

Tweek whines but hangs up. Well back to saving the world. But he was enjoying himself! He gently shakes Craig. "Craig..? Get up, we gotta go."

He just grunts. Tweek chuckles, "Come on, man. We got a demon to seal away."

Tweek and a sleepy Craig stare at the roof of the school where Pocket was just sitting. He was waving his legs back and forth, and seemed to be at peace. Soon Kenny and Butters appeared with Thomas slinged over Kenny's shoulder, but the other four were nowhere to be seen.

No matter. They could easily beat Pocket with their holy weapons. What could possibly go wrong?

Tweek grabs Thomas' body away from Kenny. "I-I'll be quick!" He vanishes.

"Ok," Craig starts, "so he's up on the roof, so we either climb up there and get him by surprise, but that could take a while with the busted school and him probably gett-"

"HEY YOU BUCK TOOTHED ASSHAT!"

Pocket looks down right at them. The boys stare at Kenny in horror.

"COME GET US!"

Pocket just stares at them with his creepy smile. He turns his head away from them as if to ignore their existence.

"Great, he doesn't see us as a threat." Butters mumbles.

"HEY!" With a powerful throw, Kenny tosses a rock at Pocket. It was a good fucking throw. It made it all the way to Pocket's face.

That got his attention.

He flies down to the boys and lands before them.

The boys ready their weapons. Five against one. Should be a piece of cake! Hopefully! So far all he can do is control other halflings-

Pocket out stretches a hand and a large, red blade appears in his fingers. A huge sword with many awesome spikes and flames coming off it.

Well. That's just unfair.

Clyde's phone rings. He picks it up. "Hello?" … He turns it on speaker, "You should hear this guys."

They hear screaming on the phone. Kyle yells, "PIP ISN'T AFFECTED BY HOLY SHIT! WE ARE LEADING HIM TO CRAIG'S HOUSE TO FIND THE FUCKING PORTAL!"

Pocket heard that. His smile widens and he flies off.

"Ah crap." Token comments, "You shouldn't have done that dude."

"I'm so sorry!"

Craig sighs, "First fuckface one and two, now fuckface number three in my room. Let's go."

They run after Pocket.

Tweek reappears behind them. "H-huh? Where are we going?"

"Craig's house," Kenny says, "We accidentally told him where the portal is."

"WHAT!? GAH! If Pocket gets in there by sundown, we are all– NNNNGH– Totally fucked!"

"No shit."

The group made it to the street Craig's house was on. They spot the other four running inside with Pip hot on their heels and Pocket destroying Craig's room window.

The six sprint towards the house and make it in. Stan, Wendy and Kyle have been bowled to the floor by Pip trying to get up the stairs.

"Christophe…" Wendy pants, "Chased after Pip…"

"Why did you guys run to the house!? That's risky as fuck!" Token snaps.

"Christophe's… idea…" Stan breathes.

Tweek flies up the stairs lickity split. Craig and Kenny follow. Butters helps Wendy to the couch. Hopefully Craig's family is not home yet!

Tweek, Craig and Kenny made it upstairs, but they were too late. The portal to hell in Craig's door was open. Tweek pulls at his hair, "WE NEED TO GET IN NOW!"

"Wah?"

Tweek immediately jumps into the portal, Craig dragged behind him.

"Craig–" Kenny tried to grab Craig before he got in, but he was too slow. "Oh great." He yells down the stairs, "Guys! Get up here now! We're going to Hell!"

Craig was surrounded by fire, and rocks, and… flowers.

"Why the hell."

"I told you! Damian was making this place- GAH!- practically a vacation destination!"

The others appear behind them. "So Chirstophe ran off somewhere?" Wendy asks.

"I'm guessing." Token examines the flowers, "We're gonna have to look for him, are we?"

Clyde pulls his cape over his busted arm more, "I can't fight guys…"

"Then why didn't you wait in the house?" Kyle asks.

"I didn't wanna be left alone!" Clyde begins to cry. Token pats his shoulder.

"I'll just go find– find Damian!" Tweek flies off quickly.

"Wait Tweek." Craig sighs. He's already gone. Well… He turns to the group, "OK everyone, we gotta stick together. Since we are in Hell, demons will totally get our asses. Let's find the stupid mole and figure out how to close the portal."

"What about Pocket?" Kyle asks.

Shit he forgot that part for a moment.

"We need to find some nicer demons and ask how to stop him I guess."

"This is a terrible plan." Stan comments.

"Okay do you have any other ideas, huh?"

Everyone goes silent.

"Just as I thought. Let's go."

The group of eight start to enter deeper into Hell.

Tweek flies to the devil's castle and enters with a bit of force. "Damian!"

Damian was snoozing at his desk. Tweek's barging in makes him fall off his chair. He gets up and readjusts his sunglasses. "What is it, asshole."

"Pocket is in Hell!"

"Are you kidding me."

"No!"

Damian pinches the bridge of his nose, "Just great. We have about three hours until sundown. So you have to catch him before that."

"Sir, why can't you do it?"

"It's their mess to clean up!"

"I know– but they have been working really hard! It's just they don't have abilities or anything to stop Pocket!"

Damian growls and opens a drawer. He pulls out a book and throws it at Tweek. "Here! If they can translate this, then they can seal Pocket away."

"Damian-"

"OUT!"

Tweek squeaks and flies out of the room with the book. Great. Damian is letting pride get the best of him or something. Now Tweek has to get the book to Craig and the others. He opens the book and reads a page.

What the hell is this? It wasn't even in the demonic tongue. Or Latin. Was this Heaven's old language? Or a language that exceeds the Devil's reign?

Tweek continues to try to understand the book but he crashes into a thick stalactite. The book flies out of his hands and falls to the ground below.

"GAH! NO!" Tweek is about to fly down to grab it, but a hand grabs his arm roughly.

Christophe continues on, shovel ready to whack some bitches. There was a weird lack of demons. He tightens his grip on the weapon. Where are you, hellspawn?

Tendrils appear around him. Ah. There he is. He slams his shovel against one and the tendril shrieks and retreats. Christophe smirks as Gregory crawls out of the shadows.

Finally. A real showdown.

Wendy picks a flower and rubs the petals. They feel so… waxy. Not like any tropical flower she's seen. She could be wrong. She looks to Stan and puts it behind his ear.

"Huh?" He pulls the flower off, "What was that for?"

"Aw it looked so cute on you."

He sighs and resets it on his ear. Wendy smiles at him and takes his hand into hers.

Craig eye rolls at the sight. Everybody got somebody. Even fucking Cartman. Then again… Isn't Kyle single?

"Hey Kyle?"

"Hm?"

"How come you don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend?"

"I like girls, but not interested in them."

"Uh how does that make sense?"

"I don't know!"

"Kay. You do you."

"Why don't YOU have a girlfriend?"

"I did have girlfriends. They just never last."

Token interjects, "Lots of chicks think he's hot stuff. But after like a week they dump his ass."

Craig grows silent.

"He had a thing for the new kid before they left," Clyde adds, "But we never really knew what their gender was so before we could ask, they left."

"HOLY SHIT!"

"ACK! Kenny don't scream like that!"

Kenny had Butters phone in his hand, "We've been walking for almost two hours!"

"WHAT!?" Clyde pulls his phone out. Yeah. It was 2:13pm. About two hours away from sundown.

"Great. That means we have to move faster." Kyle grumbles.

"But I haven't seen no demons anywhere!" Butters says as he motions to the area around them.

"Yeah that is weird… You'd think this place would be crawling with them with us here."

"Do you think they know Pocket is here and they're hiding?" Wendy asks.

"That's a possibility." Kyle takes off his ushanka and wipes his forehead, "Is it warm in here?"

"No shit, Kyle. This is Hell." Stan says, he removes his bobble.

Craig keeps his chullo on. Though in his priest clothes he didn't seem affected by the hellish warmth. Even Kenny had to pull his parka off.

"Dammit Kyle why did you have to say something. Now I'm hot." Token unbuttons his priest's collar.

"Guys, don't take your clothes off again." Wendy says with an annoyed look.

"I'm just loosening my collar, MOM!"

Wendy was about to yell at Token but was interrupted by Clyde.

"Hey what's that?" He points to something on the ground up ahead. Token goes up and picks it up.

"... It's a book." The group huddled around Token. The cover was black with red lettering and symbols all over the face. A very cliche hell book cover really.

Kyle takes it and flips the pages. "Well this doesn't make a lick of sense."

"Maybe cuz you're a Jew." Kenny snatches the book.

"HEY!"

Kenny skims. "Huh…"

The boys and Wendy take turns reading through, trying to understand it's pure gibberish. It lands in Craig's hands. He reads the cover, "How to seal different levels of demons and angels."

Everyone stares at him. "Craig," Kyle starts, "Don't make shit up."

"What are you talking about, it says right here." He points to the title.

"Really? Then read us an exert."

Craig randomly flips the pages and stops. "'To seal thy heavenly being to judgement, you must set the star to towards the sea and bring them to thee with thy purity.'"

"It does not say that!"

"Oh hey cliff notes. 'To trap an angel, you gotta get a gem that is shiny and get to a body of water. If you want the angel to appear, you gotta be pure from sin.'"

"CRAIG STOP MESSING WITH US!"

"I'm not messing with anyone! That's what it says!"

"Fellas, we don't have time to argue," Butters says, "It's 2:52 now, so we only have around an hour and a half to go."

"GREAT!" Kyle points accusingly at Craig, "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!"

"I didn't do nothing!"

"GUYS!" Wendy shouts, "We still need to find Christophe, and Tweek has been taking forever! What if something bad has happened to him?"

The boys just grumble.

"We are going to have to trust Craig here. We have no other leads on how to recapture Pocket."

Craig flips through more pages, "Ah demon box. 'The best way to trap your strongest demons. You will need a trunk, a blessed padded lock, chalk, candles, the blood of the holy- Jesus there's a lot of materials and steps."

"It is a demon after all." Token says, "And as Tweek said, you gotta do some horrible shit to fly up the ranks and gain power."

"Do you think Damian's castle will have all of this? Or some random imp's house?"

Wendy sighs, "We might have to run back to the portal, pray it's still open, and go get the items there."

Craig also sighs, "Alright. Stan, Clyde, Wendy, and Butters. You four get the stuff."

"Why do I have to go?" Wendy asks with a pout.

"Well we got three priests and a pervert already."

Kenny yells, "OI."

"Whatever. I'll get the stupid items. Text them to me."

Craig nods and gets to typing. The four head back from where they came from. It was just Kyle, Token, Kenny and Craig left. Christophe and Tweek being missing. And they have around an hour and a half left to get Pocket before he uses all of hell as his army.

No pressure!

Craig sends the list to Wendy. "Our job is to find Pocket and keep track of him there."

"This is gonna be fun." Kenny cracks his knuckles with an evil grin on his face.

"Oh brother." Kyle groans.

Craig tucks the book under his arm and heads off with the other three right behind him.

Wendy and friends stare at the portal in confusion. They walked for literally an hour plus, and it took them two minutes to get back to the portal. Was it following them or was Hell fucking with them?

Whatever, it's better than wandering for eons with no escape. The four hop through.

They return to Craig's room and begin to search around his house. Chest? Check. Candles and matches? Check. Chalk? Probably. Blessed padded lock? Well they have holy water, they just need a padded lock. Blood of the holy? Holy what? Like a priest? Like an innocent soul? They'll worry about that later.

Butters is carefully looking through Craig's cupboards while Clyde practically destroys them with his one working hand. Stan was leaning on Craig's couch, lazily looking around the room.

Wendy sighs. Why did she end up with these three? She looks to the portal. The boys are going to need all the help they could get… She picks up her phone and dials for Bebe.

Back with Christophe and Gregory, the two were having at it with the intention to kill.

Christophe ran up to Gregory as he summoned his many tendrils and launched them down into his direction. Christophe raised his trusty shovel and whacked, sliced and chopped each sticky tendril that nearly came into contact with him.

The tendrils shrieked in agony as they were cut by the damned tool and this served to only infuriate the half demon driven by destructive instincts. Once Christophe was close enough he jumped and swung his shovel at Gregory clear across the jaw and with a whack, a sickening crack was emitted.

The halfling let out a gurgled screech, puddles of his goo spill out from his back and arms. Christophe only let out a condescending chuckle, getting his shovel ready once more. "Did zat hurt, monsieur? There's more where zat came from you ecume."

Gregory grabbed at his jaw and cracked it back in place, a cruel smile curls over his lips.

Christophe rolls his eyes and pulls out a bottle of holy water. "Do you want to die again, Bellarose?"

Craig looks to the book. How did this thing get all the way out here? Shouldn't it be locked away or filed into a library?

Where's Tweek? Is he still with Damian?

He looks at his phone. Shit it's 3:31. He gets a text from Wendy. She got all the items, but chalk and padlock are tricky.

Craig sighs and texts them to go to the store as fast as possible. Thumbs up.

They were running out of time.

"Craig!" Craig looks up from his phone and freezes.

Oh shit. Thomas.

The poor soul was still letting a river of blood pour from his mouth.

Kyle holds up his stick at Thomas, ready to beat the shit out of the tourettes kid.

Craig raises a hand at the redhead. Before he could say a word to the braindead demon, the guy is smashed by a body.

The four stare at the pile of mush and goo.

"HONHONHON!"

"Hey we found Christophe," Kenny points out.

"TAKE ZAT YOU FUCKING ENGLISHMAN!"

Kenny gives him double thumbs up.

"Oh you guys." He slides down the mound he was standing on.

"Cool, now we have him with us again." Token says.

Craig kicks an eyeball. "Oh well. We should find Tweek and get the fucking de-" His phone begins to beep loudly.

Wait what? That couldn't have taken an hour! He pulled out his phone and his phone was screaming that it was 4:30. Sundown.

The pile of mush quickly formed back into two people. Different shapes began to appear around them. The five boys go back to back, their weapons drawn.

Giggling echoes around them. Pocket appears from the sea of bodies. By his sides, Pip, Estella… And Tweek and Damian.

Craig felt his stomach twist. He has the antichrist and the idiot on his side.

"What do we do!?" Token yells.

"We're gonna die!" Kyle cries.

"Well, you guys." Kenny bluntly says.

"Ze fuck do you mean?" Christophe growls.

Craig flips through the pages of the book. Come on come on come on- Aha! Spells? Curses? What are these? Who cares! They could hold them back.

Craig points a finger at Pocket, "Ilzh xtxv ilzh xtxv ilzh xtxv!" Chains appear from the rocks and latch to Pocket.

Craig stares at the chains in shock and looks at his hand. He did that? Well of course it was the book's doing! The demons seem stunned as their leader was restrained. The boys take this time to run for their lives.

They hear a crash and crumble, demons on their tails.

Tweek jabs his pitchfork at Kenny's ass, stabbing it. Kenny makes a yelp and runs faster then the rest, running past a large wall of fire. The others are stopped by said wall.

Craig tried the spell again, this time Pocket was ready for it and slashed the chains away with his sword.

Christophe bashes a demon's skull in while Kyle and Token follow with their own weapons.

Craig was flipping through all the pages and made it to a devilish spell. "Yrok xiobxav yrok xiobxav!"

Nothing happens.

Shit.

Gregory's tendrils grab Craig and pull him up into the air, ready to either squish him or smash him in the ground, but Pip tackles Craig out of it. Craig quickly pulled his arm up and felt what had to be like thousands of needles stabbing into his arm.

His back smacks the ground and he feels the teeth sink deeper. Blood gushes right out.

FORE

Pip is smacked off Craig, teeth ripping flesh right off his bone. He cries out, his blood splattering everywhere.

He couldn't see. His eyes were open, but he couldn't see shit. He knows his arm went numb cuz the pain was gone, but he couldn't stop screaming. He couldn't hear. He couldn't hear his screams. But he could tell.

Stan whacks Pip again, his ears ringing from Craig's cries of pain. He turned and felt as if he was gonna hurl. Half of Craig's arm was gone. Blood was just pouring out. Some had spurter out and landed on some demons, making them shriek in total pain as the droplets seemed to sink holes into their bodies.

But Stan ignored them.

He had to do something.

He was gonna bleed out!

He takes off his makeshift cape and wraps it around Craig's arm. He makes it as tight as he can, the white turning into a deep maroon.

Wendy was at his side immediately, trying to help stop the bleeding.

Butters steps out of the portal and notices the chaos. Wasn't the portal somewhere else? Whatever, there are demons everywhere!

"OH MY GOD CRAIG!" Clyde shoves Butters out of the way and rushes to his friend's side.

As the three tend to Craig, a fourth hurries into action.