This arc is going to be serious one, even more serious than the last multi-chapter arc I did. This is going to bring an end to Mike Silverton. I told you all we weren't done with him when he got sent to prison, and I wasn't lying. This is something I've wanted to do for a while, and I wanted to give him a satisfying death for us since he's done so much to Kate and her birth mother.
This is a two-parter, so keep checking for part two.
"So what is the product of 217 and 7?" Mr. Garrison asked his class. "Anybody know? Anybody?"
Before anybody could raise their hands, the intercom crackled to life.
"Uh, could you send Katherine and Eric Cartman to the counselor's office, m'kay?" Mr. Mackey stated. "Thanks."
"Eric, Katherine, you can go," Mr. Garrison sighed.
The Cartman siblings slid out of their desks and headed out of the room. When they got there, they were surprised to find several police officers and their mother. Neither of them had done anything illegal recently, so why were there cops?"
"Would the two of you please sit down?" Chief Harris instructed, gesturing to the two chairs in front of him. They obliged. "I'm afraid we have some sad news. Early this morning, Katherine's birth mother was found severely beaten and unresponsive in her home." Kate's eyes widened. "We believe it may have been connected to your father's arrest a couple months ago, and we're worried they may come for you next."
"Why do I have to be here?" Cartman grumbled.
"As part of Katherine's family, you need to hear this, because we think they may target you to get to her."
"What the fuck?!"
"Eric!" gasped Liane.
"Until we get more information on Lisa's attacker, all three of you must remain in your home. Police guards will be on duty 24/7 to ensure your safety and you may have visitors that you inform us of. Go back to your classroom and gather your belongings before we take you home."
Kate was in shock as they walked back to Mr. Garrison's room. Cartman tried to get her to talk, but it didn't work. A pair of officers were right behind them as they entered the classroom.
"Why are there police officers here?" whispered Tweek frantically.
"Cartman's probably getting arrested for something he dragged Kate into," Kyle hissed.
"Excuse me, officer," Mr. Garrison said, approaching them. "Where are you taking my best student? I highly doubt she's done anything wrong."
"I'm afraid neither of these two will be attending school for an indefinite amount of time," Officer Jackson informed the teacher. "They'll be under lockdown."
"Oh, jeez…"
"Come on, you two," Officer Jackson said to Kate and Cartman. "Let's get going before traffic gets bad."
"I can't believe Cartman got Kate arrested!" snapped Kyle. "That fucking asshole!"
"Let's go talk to their mom," Stan suggested. "Maybe she knows what happened. Or Kate's birth mom."
As they arrived at Lisa Meyercheck's, however, it was apparent that wasn't an option. There were officers combing the property and police tape everywhere. On top of that, one of the windows was broken and there was blood on the steps.
"(Dude, what the fuck happened?!)" Kenny yelped.
"I don't know," Kyle replied. "Let's get to Kate and Cartman's house."
That proved to be a problem, as there were a few cops there as well. They weren't searching for anything, though. They were… guarding the house. When the three boys approached, the officers stepped into their path.
"State your name and business!" one of them declared.
"Uh, we're Stan, Kyle, and Kenny, here to see Ms. Cartman," Stan said, confused.
"We're afraid you're not cleared by the residents here to enter this home."
"What the fuck is going on?!" Kyle groaned.
"It's cool, officers," Cartman called from the door. "They can all come in, even the Jersey ginger Jew."
"If you say so," the cop sighed. He and the other officers stepped aside and let them through. Cartman shut the door behind them.
"Dude, I thought you got arrested!" Stan said.
"And where's Kate?"
"She's in her room. We're apparently on lockdown here."
"Is she okay?" Kyle asked.
"I don't think so, boys," sighed Liane. "She went up to her room as soon as the nice policemen brought us home and she hasn't done or said anything since. I think she's in shock."
"Why are you guys on lockdown?" Stan inquired.
"Did you see Lisa's house on the way here? They found her severely beaten and unresponsive this morning. They think it has something to do with Kate's father."
"But Mike's in prison!"
"I'll go talk to her," Kyle offered.
"Good idea. You can keep her company for a little while."
Kyle went upstairs and into Kate's room, where he found the girl he liked lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She had a blank stare, her normally-bright eyes dull and her arms spread across the comforter.
"Hey, Kate," Kyle greeted her gently.
"Hi, Kyle," she deadpanned.
"I know you're feeling really depressed right now, but I know you can get through this. You're the toughest person I know. You're best friends with the Princess of Hell, you took out a secretly-lesbian beauty queen who tried to hurt you, you shot your own father and held a gun to his head, you survived a death curse, you fight crime on a nightly basis, you almost got murdered at the age of five, and you can beat up Cartman like it's nothing!"
"I'm not tough, Kyle," she sighed.
"Yes, you are."
"No, I'm not."
"You're strong and beautiful. That's why I like you."
"Kyle… I'm not tough because if I was, I would've shot Mike in the head when we had him down. I would've ended it all right there, but I didn't. Why?"
"I know why. It's because you're a good person. You didn't kill him because that's not who you are."
"What if it is? What if I'm destined to be like my dad?"
"Hey." He hopped up on the bed as she sat up. "You are nothing like your dad. That bastard tried to kill and rape you because he's an irredeemable asshole of a pedophile."
"I know." She stared at her bare feet and sighed.
"I've got an idea. How about we spend the night and cheer you up?"
"How?"
"We'll pop popcorn and watch your favorite movies or something! What do you say?"
"Okay." She gave a half-smile. "That sounds fun. I don't know if Cartman will go for it, though…"
"He will, or he'll have us to deal with. Don't worry."
"He'll probably tell you, 'fuck off, Jew! This is my house!' or something like that."
"Yeah, probably." There was awkward silence before Kyle slid off the bed. "I'll go talk to Stan and Kenny and call my mom to see if I can spend the night."
"Okay."
Of course Sheila was more than willing to let her son spend the night. He explained what was going on to the best of his ability and she was as chill with it as she'd been when he'd wanted to support Kate during her father's trial. Sharon Marsh and Carol McCormick were okay with their kids spending the night, too, so they set up camp in the living room. It was the first time they'd had a sleepover at Cartman's since Kate had moved to South Park, and their first sleepover with her there.
"What are we going to watch?" Stan asked Kyle.
"I don't know," Kyle replied. "It's Kate's pick, and I have no idea what movies she likes."
"She likes Japanese shit, like Sailor Moon and Puella Magi Madoka Magica, whatever that is," Cartman replied. "I have no idea what she'll pick, either, but it'll be lame as fuck." A pillow flew into his face from the stairs. Kate was standing there in a set of red-and-white cherry-print pajamas, looking really cute.
"Shut up, fatass!" she snapped, hopping onto the floor.
"Whatever, Jersey Whore. What did you pick, anyway?"
"I picked something from the Studio Ghibli collection I got for Christmas from Mother." Her face crumpled and Kenny ran over to comfort her.
"Just pick out the movie," he told her. "We'll watch whatever you pick." Kate swallowed and nodded, grabbing a DVD off the shelf.
"Spirited Away," she said. "One of the best Ghibli films ever made, and the only one to win an Academy Award."
"What's it about?" Stan inquired.
"It's about a girl named Chihiro who is basically forced to work as a prostitute in a bathhouse for spirits in order to break a curse on her parents, who were turned into pigs."
"WHAT THE FUCK, JAPAN?!" yelled Cartman.
"That's what I said when I found out about the movie being a parallel to the sex industry in Japan." She popped the movie in. "I'll go get the popcorn!"
By the end of the movie, Kate had fallen asleep with her head on Kenny's shoulder, and he laid her on her sleeping bag.
"She's had a long day," he sighed. "She deserves to sleep well."
"Whatever," Cartman muttered. "I think something bad's going to happen tonight."
"Nothing bad's going to happen," Kyle scoffed. "There's police all over the place outside and we're surrounding her in here."
"Exactly. Bad things."
"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep."
The next morning, Kate was up before any of the boys. She went up to her room and pulled out her phone to call Hell's Pass Hospital.
"Hell's Pass Hospital," the woman on the other end answered.
"Hi, my name is Katherine Cartman," Kate began. "I'm calling to check on the condition of Lisa Meyercheck."
"What is your relation to the patient?"
"I'm her daughter." The receptionist paused.
"How old are you, sweetheart?"
"I'm nine. How is my mother?"
"Give me a moment." There was the clacking of keys in the background as the woman checked the database. "Lisa Meyercheck, 30 years old. Severely injured as a result of assault and battery. I'm afraid she's still unconscious, according to the system."
"Okay. Thank you."
"Have a nice day."
Kate hung up and put her phone beside her. She shook her head before a feeling settled over her. She crept over to her closet and grabbed the baseball bat she'd 'borrowed' from Cartman's closet (not that he ever really used it) just as someone came through the window. He fell to the floor and rubbed the back of his head as he got to his feet. Kate rushed forwards and hit him on the head again.
"OW!" he yelped.
"I'm not going down without a fight!" she declared, preparing to strike again.
"Hey! I'm not here to hurt you, Rin!"
Only one person had ever called her Rin. It was somebody she'd trusted for years, and the one man she would ever depend on completely.
"Uncle Pete?" she asked, still gripping the bat.
"Hey, Rin," he said, getting to his feet.
Pete was Lisa's older brother, and he had been the one to help Kate and Lisa escape Mike back when Kate had almost died. He'd helped them out as much as he could, and if Kate was going to call anybody her dad, it was him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, putting down the bat and helping him to his feet.
"I got a call from your mom the other day, saying she felt like somebody was watching her. I got into town this morning, found her unconscious and bloody in her house, and called the cops. I've been at the police station all day."
"How did you find me?"
"You don't think your mom told me who she gave my favorite niece to?" He patted her on the head.
"I'm your only niece, dumbass."
"I know. All the other kids in our family are nephews."
"Anyway, why are you here?"
"Do you want the smartass answer or the straightforward answer?"
"Straightforward, please."
"Your mom asked me to keep an eye on you if something happened. I wanted to talk to you so you could give me clearance into the house."
"Okay. Now you have to go back out the window and go through the police barricade like a normal person."
"You got it, Rin. Although, I'm not really a normal person."
"You're from South Park. Of course you aren't."
"Ha." He headed up to the window. "See ya, Rin."
Kate ran downstairs and ballet-tip-toed around her brother and his friends. She looked out the window to see Pete talking to the cops before she opened the door.
"Is he okay?" Officer Jennings asked.
"He's fine!" Kate called. "Let him in!"
Pete came in just as Kyle woke up. The red-haired boy rubbed his eyes.
"Kate, who the fuck is that?" he asked.
"This is my Uncle Pete," she replied. "He's my birth mother's brother, and he's here to help keep an eye on me."
"Oh. Okay."
Unfortunately, even with all the extra protection, it turned out that Kate wasn't safe.
She went missing two days later.
Boom. Ending.
Part 2 will have more action, and it will also reveal some stuff about Kimmy and Kate's past.
So long and thanks for all the—
Kyle: Hey! This is the longest thing you've ever written!
Me: Oh, shit, you're right! So long and thanks for all the fish!