Disclaimer: Hell Park belongs to Chickenstab, the cover belongs to Evilfeather, none of us own South Park, and I would like to thank my boyfriend and mom for helping me write the second half of this story.
I do hope the cliched chosen one, holy blood, couples, mentions of Sir Douchebag/Buttlord, less characters and lack of Gregory and Estella but more Pocket makes the other half of the story different enough from what Chickenstab and friends have in store.
Final chapter! Though I did make an epilogue because my mom didn't like how this ended.
He was moving, but he wasn't the one moving. Tweek tries to to make a finger twitch, a certain blink, anything! But nothing.
He was now amongst a crowd of demons with Damian. Damian was launching balls of fire at Craig and friends, barely missing Kenny. Tweek felt his pitchfork appear in his hands and fly over to Christophe, blade and prongs slamming into one another once more.
Christophe was not hesitating in hurting Tweek, getting some cracks at him.
I'm paying you, you bastard!
Shovel has a lovely hello with his cranium.
Well that hurt!
Token was swatting at Estella with his stick and Craig was flipping pages in a book. Wait, it's the book he dropped! Craig yells out some… gibberish. But nothing happens. Gregory grabs him and seems ready to bash his body into the rock like a fine paste.
But then Pip. Tweek couldn't pay attention to what was fully going on. His body was still taking it on with the damn merc.
Didn't help that the portal appeared right by the battle. He can sorta see Stan and Wendy peeking their heads out.
That's when his body stopped. Why was it stopping? His head turned. Craig. Pip was tearing his arm to shreds. Tweek felt his entire being begin to shake.
Craig.
Need to save Craig.
Craig was his crush! Wait no! Where in Hell did that come from?
Stan runs out of the portal and whacks Pip off Craig with all his might, blood splattering everywhere and onto some demons. Some splatters on Tweek. He feels himself scream an ungodly scream before Christophe takes a smack on him.
The smack was nothing compared to the burning sensation he was feeling from Craig's blood. He's been in every fiery pit of Hell imaginable. Yet this was the worst he's ever felt.
Tweek grips at his head. Make it stop. Make it stop!
Wait. He grabbed his head. He looks to his hands. Has he… regained control? Christophe towers before him, this time chain in hand.
"WAIT!"
Christophe stops. "Monsieur ecume?"
Tweek feels around his head. Oh God he has a large hole. It felt like it was getting deeper. Tweek grips his pitchfork and gets back to his hooves, ignoring the pain.
No time to cry. No time to panic. No time to "listen" to Pocket. He had to save his friends. If Craig's blood can knock him back… He will need more.
Demons start trying to crawl through the portal, but they are smacked away by bottles of holy water and golf clubs. It was Nichole and the other two!
Tweek flies over to Craig and the others. Kyle gets up and seems ready to hit Tweek, but Tweek ducks away. "Kyle! Kyle it's me!"
"HOW DO I KNOW IT'S NOT A TRICK!?" He swings.
"When has any of the mind controlled freaks ever talk!?"
Kyle was about to say something, but a random imp appears behind him with it's own pitchfork. Tweek quickly javelins his fork into their face.
Kyle spins his head around and sees the downed imp. "... Ok I believe you!"
Tweek grabs his fork out of the imp. He glances about quickly, some demons in the large mob seeming in pain or stunned. They get attacked or fly off.
Great. So it is Craig's blood. That's very… strange. "Kyle!"
Kyle has Gregory's arms trying to grab him, one grabbing his own. "Ack! What is it Tweek?! A little busy!"
Tweek jabs at the tendril, but nothing comes of it. A dagger swings down and slices off the tendril.
Butters stares at the writhing tendril with a smile, "That's for grabbing me, jerk!"
"Blood! Nnngh! Need Craig's blood!" Tweek quickly says as he flies over to Stan and co.
Butters and Kyle didn't have time to question it as more demons advanced on them.
Clyde was holding Craig's good hand, practically sobbing. He was trying to tell Craig to stay awake, but he was mostly blubbering.
Stan was just… speechless. He couldn't say a word. Getting choked out, getting bitten himself and nearing death's door three times, watching Wendy getting attacked, and just everything that happened these past few days felt like nothing compared to what he was feeling now.
Wendy was slightly shaking Craig, trying to keep him awake while Clyde sobbed. She was trying but failing to have a cool head, but her… friend? Was bleeding out and dying before her. Muscle and veins torn from bone. How were they gonna fix that? Can doctor's patch it up easily?
Was there even doctors in Hell you fucking idiot?
She feels a tug to her cape. She snaps her hands to the offender with her cross, ready to hit.
"ACK! Wait!"
Wendy stops, "Tweek?" The imp's eyes were watering as he tugs Wendy's makeshift cape.
"I-I need this."
Wendy quickly unties and shrugs off the cloth. He takes it, practically hissing as he removes Craig's "bandages." If he dies I will never forgive myself. He means so much to me- wait what?
I'll think on that later. Tweek was getting frustrated about the wraps and salty about his thoughts. He HAD to be there for him. He's just a friend, right? Just a friend. AGH how'd this rando chump crawled under his skin!?
"You should hurry up!" Christophe snaps as he throws another bottle of holy water.
Butters ducks as Token bashes in another skull, his stick bending crudely. He stares at it in horror. "Quickly now! No rush!"
Tweek ties the clean cloth over Craig's arm, a gasp emitting from the boy.
Tweek winces. Good. Still alive… He takes the red drenched cloth, trying not to touch the stains. He needed to get up to Pocket. But how? He couldn't possibly keep holding onto this stupid sheet.
In the corner of his eye, he notices Kenny climbing down a bunch of rocks. That's it! He flies over, dipping and dodging flying demons. He makes it to Kenny and throws the sheet over his head.
The heavy, still damp cloth lands on Kenny's head, making him do a muffled shriek.
Tweek lands in front of him. "Kenny! Take the cloth to– NNGH– Pocket!"
Kenny rips it off himself and was about to yell at Tweek, but Tweek covers his mouth. "NO TIME!
Kenny shuts up and nods. He starts heading towards Pocket, the asshole wasn't even bothering hiding away or protecting himself with other demons. How smug. Kenny goes around the drama and starts going towards Pocket from the side.
He can see the many pupils in his two eyeballs. Not one lick of white. It was like a very fucked up pair of fly eyes.
He takes hold of the cloth in both hands and jumps him. His ears felt like they were going to explode as the damp part of the cloth touches Pocket's face.
He holds on for dear life as Pocket swings his sword around. He slices his own minions. But this distraction was enough to lose his hold on all of the demons.
The demons stop where they are, and just look around in confusion before many go on their merry way like this carnage and chaos was just another Sunday morn.
The fire wall was down and the humans were scrambling to get out of there. They needed to set up the seal. Wendy gets Craig's good arm over her and drags him away.
Tweek flies down to Pocket and Kenny. He quickly stabs his pitchfork into Pocket's chest, pinning him down to the rock below him.
Tweek takes no time in scooping up Kenny in his arms and flying off.
The group slow down and stop, all of them panting and sweating in exhaustion.
Token practically tears off his priest jacket and throws it to the ground in heated rage. "I AM JUST SO DONE WITH THIS SHIT!"
Butters pats his back, "There there. We are close to the end! I can feel it!"
"But Craig's dying!"
Butters grows quiet.
Tweek and Kenny fly down and land in the middle of the tired group.
"We did it!" Kenny cheers, he hops out of Tweek's arms, "We subdued the asshole for now."
Tweek feels his head. The drop had burned right through his head. Oh there's the other end of it. At least the pain was gone, same with his hands.
Enough about him! Craig was in trouble!
Wendy hadn't put him down, but her legs were shaking violently. Tweek carefully takes Craig away from her. She immediately collapses to her knees, her beret (after all this shit) falling off her head and landing on the ground.
Tears began to fall down her face. Stan kneels by her and hugs her tight.
Kyle runs his hand through his red curls, sweat dripping down his cheeks.
Clyde was still crying, but had calmed down a bit more. Christophe was counting his bottles of holy water. Only three left.
Tweek lightly smacks Craig's cheeks. "Hey! Craig– stay with me!"
Craig's eyes were drooped and his darker skin tone had gone five shades whiter. Tweek felt his panic levels rise more than ever before.
Ok, good news is he'll be an imp or hellspawn pretty fast if he was dead since he's already in Hell. Bad news is, he could turn into an angel and ascend to heaven (probably fall right back though) and even as a demon, his blood would be useless against Pocket now.
"Hey, Tweek." He looks at Kenny.
"So Craig found this book, and said something about the blood of the holy. How can we tell what's holy blood?"
"Huh? Wait, he can read it?"
"Apparently?"
Tweek looks perplexed, "A-anything else that seemed strange?"
"Uh… He can't get hot?"
It… all made sense now. How Craig said his hands hurt when he touches Tweek, how everyone keeps turning to him for help, his blood burning a fucking hole through Tweek, the book and resistance to Hell's heat was just more fuel to this fire.
"T-that's great! Only certain angels and demons can read the book, so Craig must be more special than I thought!"
"Uh what?"
"And his blood burned me out of Pocket's control, that means he has some potent holy blood."
"Wait wait how? This is Craig we're talking about here."
"I… Don't know. But we need Craig alive!"
"And how are we going to keep him alive?" Kyle asks, "I doubt you have hospitals in Hell."
"Well no… But we could try to heal him!"
"Heal him with what, magic?"
"Er… Something like that."
"What a fine mess you boys made." Damian appears in a flash of fire with Pip and the other three demons.
Kenny and Kyle stand in front of Stan and Wendy, weapons drawn. "If you try to kill Stan I swear," Kyle practically growls.
"Calm down I can't kill him at the moment." Gregory says with an eyeroll.
"We were told to wait until Pocket has been resealed away, you pile of donkey anuses." Estella adds.
Kyle and Kenny just glare at the bitch.
"Hey you should thank us for saving your asses!" Kenny snaps.
Pip grins at them with his pointy teeth gleaming, "Thank you very-"
Estella smacks a hand over his mouth. "Shut up."
Damian smacks her arm away from Pip with a sneer. "Touch him again and you'll regret it." She just huffs.
As the demons argue, Thomas slips away and goes to Tweek. "Did I miss much..?" He asks. He looks to the fading Craig.
Tweek gives him a worried look and then yells at Damian. "Hey! Fix Craig now!"
Damian brings his attention to the imp, eyes shooting daggers. "What did you say to me-"
"HEAL HIM NOW YOU ASSHOLE!"
The demons are taken aback by Tweek's outburst.
"How dare-"
Fire bursts around him, "IF YOU DON'T I SWEAR YOU'LL REGRET IT!"
Damian scoffs. "What is a little tweaked out imp gonna do to the antichrist."
"I have photos."
Damian stares at him, "... What photos."
"THE photos."
Damian grows pale. Pip tilts his head curiously, "What pho-"
"NOTHING!" Damian shouts in panic. He goes back to glaring at Tweek, "Fine, I'll heal the little asshat."
"And take us to the castle." Tweek orders.
"What? No-"
"I will start delivering those photos imme-"
"FINE!"
Thomas gives Tweek a questioned look but doesn't ask.
Damian comes up to Craig and licks his hand. "You sure are going out on a limb for this guy." He smacks the wound. Craig's eyes snap wide open and he cries out as the skin and muscle begin to grow and reattach itself.
Damian simply wipes his hand off on his pants. "Alright. Everyone take each other's hands."
"Oh Christ not again." Stan mumbles as he helps Wendy to her feet.
"If we just needed to teleport, then why didn't Tweek just teleport us to the castle." Token asks as he picks up his coat.
"Damian doesn't allow anyone except him and Pip to teleport into the castle without invite." Thomas explains, "So no one interrupts him."
Gregory scoffs, "Of course little Pip gets special treatment because he's the little edgelord's husband."
The humans, including Christophe, look to Damian and Pip in shock and surprise.
Pip giggles, "Guess you can say I'm the king of Hell too!"
"Well uh… Late congrats?" Kenny says.
Butters beams, "Congratulations, Philip! Sucks you didn't invite me to the wedding."
Pip gasps and flies over to Butters, "Hello old friend! I didn't know you were here!"
"I kinda got dragged into this," Butters sheepishly says. The two hug and laugh.
"Yeah yeah married for two years now- CAN WE GO ALREADY!" Damian yells.
Everyone quickly gathers round and takes each other's hands. Damian glares at Tweek, "He better be worth it." Tweek looked confused.
Oh Damian knew Tweek was falling head over heels for the worthless creature. It was written all over his face. I do hope he feels the same for you, little imp. You are risking way more than you're bargaining.
Damian looks to Pip, the little demon smiling brightly at him. Damian felt his cheeks grow warmer. Love can be found in strange places between strange people. His hand squeezes tighter on Pip's.
After this moment of internal monologuing, in another flash of fire they all find themselves in a stone room with red carpet and tapestries.
"Huh," Clyde pats his tummy, "I don't feel sick this time."
Craig just blinks in confusion. Ok. He was totally walking towards a light, then all of a sudden he was forcibly yanked away from the glorious whiteness. Then he finds himself hearing Pip and Damian are fucking married and now he's in this room.
He squeezes his arm gently. It felt good as new! A hand is put over his as he feels his arm. His eyes shift up to find Tweek looking at him with worry. "Are you alright, Craig?"
Craig stares into Tweek's red goat eyes and simply nods. Tweek smiles and drops his hand.
"So now what?" Christophe asks as he pulls out another cigarette.
Wendy has composed herself, "We have the stuff for the ritual. The girls have the materials with them though-"
"Here you are, Wends!" Wendy practically jumps out of her skin when Bebe drops the trunk beside her. The portal was in the room now.
Damian laughs at Wendy. "Silly girl," Gregory says, "The portal follows those who need it, mostly the one who made the portal. Since Craig made it, it follows him in Hell and stays in his room."
Before Token could comment, Gregory and Estella walked off to sit away from this.
Token sighs and turns to the portal where Nichole was now peeking her head out. "Hey babe. So we might die or something doing this ritual so I just want you to know that I love you."
Clyde appears next to him, eyes watering. "D-ditto, Bebe!"
This really was a life or death situation. The boys just couldn't risk losing their loves… They didn't know what was in store for them, but they just can't lose the girls. And Butters.
The two girls give them sad smiles. "Love you too, baby." Bebe says as she kisses Clyde. The boy looked like he was ready to melt from the kiss but she pulled away way too soon.
Nichole and Token give each other a passionate kiss before she retreats back into the portal with Bebe.
Red rolls her eyes but she spots Estella. The two make eye contact. Red smirks and does the "call me" sign with her fingers. Estella's face turns a bright red, but she hides it with her wide brimmed hat.
Stan looks to Wendy, "You should join the girls."
Wendy was about to rebuttal, but Stan kissed her lips. He pulls away after a moment, caressing her cheek almost lovingly and stares right into her bright blue eyes, "Please. Just go."
She frowns, but nods. "I love you, and I will kill you if you die." She steals another kiss and enters the portal.
Kenny's turn. He looks to Butters. His sweet, innocent, kind hearted Bunny. It would kill him if he couldn't protect him. Well he'll come back but still! He hugs his man tightly. "You should join them too, darling."
Butters frowns, "Aw hamburgers. Ok…" He steals a kiss and hugs him tight, whispering how much he loves him into his ear. Kenny chuckles and nabs another kiss. "I know." The smaller boy then hurries into the portal.
"I swear you're a total girl sometimes." Kenny laughs.
Butters gives him a deadpanned look from the portal.
"... Oh yeah."
Tweek turns to Christophe, "We won't be needing your services anymore. Uh… Could we have the last bottles of holy water though?"
"Fine. But you have a hefty bill, ecume."
"What does ecume even mean!?"
"Scum."
"... Oh." Tweek makes a sack appear and hands it to the mole. He takes it, bouncing it in his hand to check it's weight and hands Tweek the last three bottles before heading into the portal. The Mole turns to the group and waves, "Au revoir, copains. Amusez-vous avec votre voyage."
The group look at each other in confusion and just shrugs. Kenny waves back, "Thanks, man.'
Tweek looks to the last six humans, "Anyone else?"
Stan, Kyle, Token, Clyde and Kenny all practically shrug. "Went this far. Might as well finish it." Kyle says.
Craig didn't really have a choice.
Damian sighs, "Alright close the portal already."
Estella nods and does so. As she closes it, everyone on the other side yell their goodbyes and hopes they come back alive.
After the portal closes, the boys get to work. Craig reads them the instructions from the book. Token carefully draws a pentagram on the ground, Clyde and Stan set up candles and light them, and Kenny dips the padded lock in holy water while Kyle opens the trunk.
They have everything they need. Now they just need blood of the holy. Craig looks to Damian, "So uh… How holy are you?"
"Not at all."
"Craig," Tweek says, "You have the blood of the holy."
"Uh what."
"Dude," Kyle says, "You're the chosen one again."
"... Great. Will a giant guinea pig appear once more?"
"Hopefully not." Stan says.
Craig sighs, "Why me." He looks back at the book, "Ok so we need to lure Pocket in here and get him in the Pentagram. I have to cut my palm open and chant 'Dbq yxzh fk qeb crzhfkd ylu'." He closes the book, "And he should be back in the box."
"So we need someone to lure him here?" Kenny asks. Craig nods.
"Can't be me," Craig says, "I am the chosen one after all."
"Wow. Fuck you too, man."
"So who's gonna be bait?"
"I guess me." Kenny simply walks out the door before anyone could say anything.
Tweek frowns to himself. So the end to this wacky adventure was coming to a close. He stares at the back of Craig's head. Did he want this to end..? Damian said all the demons would return to Hell after this… So him included.
He sighs.
"Tweek?"
"Yes, Tom?"
"You doing ok?"
"Y-yeah. Yeah– I'm ok."
"Don't lie."
"Hghgfff I am not!"
Thomas looks to where Tweek was looking and then back to his friend with a smile. "You have my blessing."
"H-huh?"
Thomas doesn't continue.
"Thomas! Don't be like that!"
Thomas just giggles.
"... Could I ask you something though."
"Yes –FUCK– Tweek?"
"What was your relationship with Craig anyways?"
"Ah. Just friends. He did my laundry for… Some reason."
Tweek laughs, "Really?"
"Oh yeah."
"Then… Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you dead? It's kinda obvious how you died…"
Thomas frowns, some blood leaking from the corners of his mouth. "Ah… I just… Stopped caring. About everything. I felt so numb to everything that was happening around me. People cared for me, but I didn't care for them… I was so sick of feeling nothing, I just took my pop's old pistol in my mouth and…"
Tweek hugs the boy tight. Thomas was taken by surprise, but he hugs right back.
Craig heard them. His stomach twisted. So Thomas killed himself… And only sees him as a friend… But what was that about blessing?
The castle shakes and rumbles. They hear some crashing and slams. Damian just sighs. A mess to clean up. Fun.
"Hey Damian," Stan starts, "I thought you were the all powerful antichrist? How the fuck is he destroying YOUR castle?"
Damian gives the boy a dark look and a blunt answer, "Why do you think he was in a box to begin with, dickhead."
…. Touche.
The doors slam open.
"HE'S HERE!" Kenny yells as he barely ducks away from the damn sword. Pocket flies in after Kenny, grin still on his face.
Craig quickly puts a hand towards Tweek, palm out. Tweek cuts it with one of the barbs of his pitchfork.
Kenny is pulled away from Pocket's range as Craig puts his hand into the circle and lets his blood drip on the chalk. The chalk explodes with white light, practically blinding the group. Pocket crashes into the white light, but the light was like a brick wall.
Craig chants the words, letting his blood continuously drip onto the chalk. Pocket hits the ground after smacking into the light. The demon seemed panicked and desperate. He got back to his feet and started slamming his fists to the walls.
He is being pulled in. His body stretching and morphing towards the trunk.
"Dbq yxzh fk qeb crzhfkd ylu dbq yxzh fk qeb crzhfkd ylu-" Craig begins to walk towards Pocket. The demon was fighting the pull with all his might, feet dragging slightly on the carpet. Craig catches Pocket's eye, the fear and terror in the eyes of this monster.
He almost felt bad.
Almost.
He lifts his foot up and slams it into the demon's chest, "BITCH!"
The demon falls back into the chest and the lid slams shut. Craig pulls out the padlock and locks it tight.
The light dies down and the candles burn out. Silence.
"WOO!" Kenny cheers, scaring his friends.
"JESUS! Dude don't do that!" Kyle punches his arm.
Kenny laughs.
It was finally over. Four days of craziness finally over.
Token and Clyde breathe a sigh of relief. Thank God they didn't die. It went by speedy like ripping a bandaid. Kyle and Stan were leaning on Kenny in exhaustion.
Craig sits on the trunk and yawns. He needed to get home and go to bed. Thomas and Tweek join him with the sitting on the trunk.
Damian gets up from where he was sitting and gives the group a brief applause. "Bravo. You cleaned up your mess."
"Technically it was Gr-" Stan smacks a hand over Kyle's mouth.
"Now you can all go home and I can close the portal for good."
Tweek frowns at that, Gregory ranting in anger he never executed his revenge on Stan by killing him. Damian ignores him, "So Craig, ready to head home?"
Craig looks to Tweek and Thomas, he says to Thomas, "Hey uh… I'm sorry. For everything, you know?"
Thomas just smiles at him.
Craig gets up, "Kay. Ready to go home and go back to normal."
"Well you gotta know everyone that died stays dead right?"
"... Great."
"Just great?"
"I'm still numb, I think I'll freak later."
Damian chuckles and opens a portal for the boys. Clyde gives Tweek a tearful goodbye and wishes to see him at school again. Stan, Kyle and Kenny eagerly hop into the portal already.
Token gives his farewells to Tweek as well and drags Clyde into the portal. Craig is about to enter the portal but Tweek stops him.
"So I uh… Should apologize for getting you into this mess even though I technically didn't but uh you know what I mean, so uh– are we cool?"
"Dude I thought we were already cool."
"R-really?"
"Yeah you saved my ass and my friend's. It was nice knowing you." He pats Tweek's head as if he were a sad puppy. He internally sighs. God, he wishes he could explore these newfound feelings for this annoying-ass imp, who never stopped keeping him alive.
Craig wanted to hug him to show some of his confused feelings. But that's just weird. So he just gives him an outstretched hand. Tweek stares at the hand.
Oh shit he doesn't know what a handshake is, does he? Craig snatches his hand and gives a firm shake, earning an adorable squeak. Shit. He was a fucking douche. This was more awkward then the hug.
But Tweek's cheeks grow pink, and he smiles. "It was nice meeting you, Craig."
Craig nods as he lets go of his hand and goes through the portal. The portal closes and Tweek sighs.
Some days pass after the war in Hell. Craig and friends went on with their lives, though they had to attend a large funeral for the students who have been horribly killed.
When word got out about Tweek the new kid, parents were saying he shot up the school or something. That rumor didn't last long though since there was no trace of Tweek Tweak.
Craig sits in his room petting Stripe. Well… Back to his normal life. Or as normal as it gets in South Park. It's not like they carried the weight of their actions on their shoulders that led to the death of so many kids.
Yeah totally.
And that ouija board? They gathered together and burned the bitch to ashes, then buried those ashes. We ain't Jumanjing this shit again.
His phone vibrates and he picks it up.
Craig? Hey it's me Tweek!
Huh?