The Fractured But Whole.

So like I said in the last chapter, Kate is a neutral party. She's kinda pissed at Kenny right now, because he busted her arm as Nazi Zombie Princess Kenny. She's also perpetually pissed at Cartman, because he's an asshole, so she decides to choose neither group. Unfortunately, she's limited as Melodyshock due to her injury (another week to go in the cast) so she enlists… other help.

Other help being Wendy and Mickey.

Of course, Kenny feels responsible for Kate's injury so he's trying to make it up to her in any way possible. The timeline isn't as short as it was in the game, because I decided that Kate needs to actually be involved at some point. The police-station-raid happens after Kate gets her cast off, when she's ready to go back into action.

Oh, and if text is like this, it means Mickey is texting.

Enough talk.

OWTF!

"I need to find a computer!"

The overweight Raisins girl ran off, her smaller coworkers going after her.

"You should be careful," a familiar voice said above me. I looked up to see Wendy, wearing a superhero costume with phones strapped to it.

Hi, Wendy.

"It's Call Girl. I was asked to help you."

Who asked you?

"Someone who's tired of the crime in this town. She knows the other heroes won't do anything as long as they're fighting."

Kate?

"Not exactly. Melodyshock was the one who asked me. She's currently out of commission and her partner's not doing what he's supposed to, so it's up to us."

I dunno… I'm helping Coon and Friends take down the Freedom Pals right now…

"I think we need to go talk to her. She'll be up in her room, at Cartman's house. I'll meet you there."

I nodded and used Jimmy's Fastpass system to get back to Cartman's and headed upstairs. Kate was in her room, like Wendy had said, and she was reading a book with her good arm. Her left arm was still in a cast, as it would be for the next two weeks. I knew she wasn't on speaking terms with many of our mutual friends at the moment because of her arm, so it wasn't strange that she was alone.

Hi, Kate.

"Oh, hi, Mick—I mean, Buttlord," she greeted me, closing her book and setting it aside. "Call Girl told me you were coming."

You want me to help you because your partner's not doing his job?

"Yeah. Ever since the Facebook incident about six weeks ago, he's been obsessed with making a more successful franchise than Coon and Friends. I'm technically a member of the Freedom Pals since I'm Mysterion's partner and we're a package deal… but we're not on speaking terms at the moment because of…" She gestured to her left arm. "Don't tell him I said this, but I forgive him for breaking my arm. I know he wasn't in his right mind, what with being a Nazi Zombie."

Oh, Mysterion is Kenny. That makes sense.

"Anyway, remember what I said during the whole 'Stick of Truth' incident? I need you to help me bring everyone back together into one team. There's something bad happening for real, and I feel like all this fighting is only going to make it worse. I don't want anybody to get hurt, and I'm scared. Nobody else seems to realize that we're only as powerful as possible when we all work together and stick together."

Are you sure I can help?

"You're the reason everyone was able to come together when the Nazi Zombies were taking over South Park. I know Cartman, Jimmy, Craig, Clyde, and Kyle are all mad at me for leaving Coon and Friends, and I know Kenny, Stan, Token, Tweek, and Timmy aren't going to listen since I haven't spoken to any of them since my arm busted. It has to be you."

I swallowed. Kate was right. Based on what I'd seen since the game started, something was wrong. If I couldn't bring everyone together again, our town might burn to the ground.

Okay. I'll do it.

"Thank you." She gave me a hug. "I'll text you later, okay?"

Got it.

I walked out of the room and as I reached the front door, Cartman came and stopped me.

"What the hell, Buttlord?" he asked. "I didn't ask you to be here!"

I came to talk to Kate.

"Well, she's not part of our franchise! That bitch walked out on us, so she's off-limits! No inter-franchise relationships! We already had a problem with Tweek and Craig!"

"Cartman, Mickey and I are still friends," Kate snapped, coming down the stairs. "It's not like anybody's really been by to visit since my arm busted."

Bye.

I could hear them arguing as I walked down the street.

I met up with Mysterion later, after we agreed to meet with the other Freedom Pals at the police station. I decided to ask him about Kate.

So… I've been told you have a partner.

He visibly stiffened at my question.

"Who told you?"

Wonder Tweek and Toolshed mentioned you'd been depressed ever since you and your partner got in a fight.

"She's… well, it's complicated. She was completely against the big split, and… I broke her arm. But you already know about the arm thing, right?"

Yeah. She's worried about everybody getting hurt. She says something bigger than the franchise argument is happening.

"Wait, you've been talking to her?! Is she okay?"

She's fine. A little depressed and I can tell she's going crazy from being limited, but she's fine.

"I told her I was sorry for her arm, but she's still mad at me."

I bit my lip, debating on whether or not I should tell Kenny that Kate forgave him. I decide against it.

"It's just… tough without her. She's my backup when things go to shit, and I die more when she's not around."

I raised an eyebrow at this.

"It sounds stupid, I know."

Maybe after this we can go talk to her. See if she'll forgive you.

"Yeah, maybe."

After we were all done at the police station, we headed back to Token's, where Kate was waiting in her superhero costume. She smiled at Wendy and me, giving us a thumbs-up before she was noticed by Kyle and Kenny.

"Melodyshock!" Kenny gasped. "What are you doing here?"

"First of all, I still had access since I never quit Freedom Pals," she said. "Second of all, I came because Mickey texted me that the whole group is back together now."

"You're… still pretty pissed about your arm, huh?"

"What do you have to do with her arm?" Craig asked.

"I'm the one who broke it, back during the Nazi Zombie outbreak. I got infected."

"Blaming you did nothing to fix it. I'm here for Mickey right now, but we can talk after this little meeting."

I swear he looked ready to cry tears of joy, while Kyle just looked a little sad.

"Anyway… what happened at the police station?"

"Nothing except fighting a creature of darkness!" Cartman snapped. "Why didn't you come help?!"

"I was at the hospital getting my cast sliced off!" she shot back. "I got home less than half an hour ago!"

"Oh, right." He rubbed the back of his head. "I was wondering where you and Mom went."

"Ugh."

"It's nice to have you back, Melodyshock," Timmy told Kate. "To be honest, we've been at a serious disadvantage without you."

"Yeah. Girl heroes are big, it turns out," Token added. "Having you as a member of the Freedom Pals helps get feminists on our side, like Call Girl."

"Good to know."

Timmy unveiled the massive franchise plan he'd come up with, with each hero getting a series and movie. It was perfect, and I was even added into the equation. I smiled at Timmy, who moved his wheelchair so I could get a better look. Kate snapped a picture with her phone, a grave expression on her face as she glanced at Cartman, who had no input on the franchise plan.

"Good idea, Melodyshock," Kyle told her. "We never know when somebody might try to ruin things." He looked at Cartman.

"Yeah, yeah, great plan," muttered Cartman.

I headed home after that.

"So…" Kenny chuckled nervously. "How have you been?"

We were walking towards my house, taking a shadowy route to avoid suspicion. Kenny had volunteered to walk me home after Cartman had ditched me at Token's place, and I had accepted purely because I didn't feel like walking home alone.

"I've been fine," I replied, kicking some snow out of the way.

"Great. Um… look, I'm sorry about the whole 'breaking-your-arm' thing. I've been feeling nothing but guilt over it, and the fact that you're pissed at me makes going through the day a lot harder."

"I'm not mad."

"What?"

"I'm not mad at you anymore. It's like I told Mickey last week—I forgave you awhile ago and you could've come talked to me."

"Shit! You mean I've been driving myself crazy over this for nothing?!"

"Hey, the fact that you felt guilty puts you miles above anybody else."

He suddenly stopped and hugged me out of nowhere.

"You have permission to kill me as many times as you want if I pull shit like that again."

"As long as you don't turn zombie… or Nazi Zombie."

"I'm serious. If I ever get violent with you, kill me."

"I promise I will."

My heart finally slowed to its normal speed as we reached my house and I snuck through my bedroom window. He waved at me from the lawn before he disappeared into the night.

"HOLY SHIT!"

I cringed at the screech in Stan's voice as we entered the basement. I realized that the franchise plan had been destroyed. My heart sank. First my parents, now this? Whoever was behind all this was after me.

"Mitch Conner, that diabolical asshole!" Cartman hissed. Suddenly, a blur went by as somebody punched him in the face.

Kate.

"YOU SEXIST, EGOTISTICAL, BIGOTED, LYING DICK-FACE ASSHOLE!" she yelled, trying to pound his face in. Kenny and Kyle pulled her off of him, her kicking and screaming all the while.

"MELODYSHOCK!" Kenny snapped. "He's no use to us dead or unconscious!"

"Just a couple more hits! Please?!"

"No. We have other ways of interrogating him."

Ask him where my parents are.

Kate stopped struggling and stared at me after reading my message.

"Mick… your parents? What happened?"

There was a lot of blood. All over the house.

"Okay, you know what, Cartman?" She dropped her Melodyshock voice and took off her mask. "This isn't a fucking game anymore. You kidnapped Mickey's parents."

"No, I didn't! It was Mitch Connor!"

"Mitch Connor, my ass! Just because you're a fucking sociopath doesn't mean you can blame it on one of your personas when you commit a felony!"

"Personas?" Cartman sounded nervous.

Eventually, we got almost all the info we'd wanted out of him, thanks to my ass and Kate's fist (Kenny stopped her from breaking anything or knocking him unconscious) and we headed out to Mephesto's lab. I learned from Morgan Freeman (don't ask) how to fast-forward time with my farts so that we could get inside. And even after that, 'Mitch Connor' caused mass hysteria at the lab by releasing Mephesto's experiments. I ended up going it alone, only to find my parents in a lab in the basement.

I had to kill one of them.

Mommy, Daddy, no…

No…

I can't.

I can't do it.

It was either my mom's arm or my dad's head. If I did either, I'd kill them. Mom would bleed to death or Dad would die instantly. At least, with Dad's head, he wouldn't suffer. Mom would bleed out and be screaming in pain almost the entire time.

I cut off Dad's head.

After that, I was in shock from what I'd done. Kate met up with me and I silently texted her what I'd done. She stared at me for a second before hugging me.

"You're not the only one to have killed your father," she whispered. "We'll fix this, Mick. I promise."

I doubted it, but she made me feel a lot better.

Anyway, we ended up in Mephesto's greenhouse, where Cartman was waiting. 'Mitch Connor' began a spiel about how he was good for the franchise and that we'd never stop him and blah, blah, blah. Then, he said he'd build his own New Kid, but he hadn't been able to. He'd cloned a different superhero.

"Which superhero?" asked Stan nervously.

There was loud rumbling as a hulking figure rose from the foliage.

The Alternate Human Kite.

Kyle Two.

"I'M BAAAACK!" he declared. Kyle screamed in terror.

"Oh my God!" Kate gasped.

"LOOK AT ME, COUSIN! I'M A HORRIFYING GENETIC MUTATION!"

"I-it's okay, cousin! We'll get you help!" Kyle insisted.

"NO, I THINK I HAVE TO DESTROY YOU ALL NOW OR ELSE I'LL GET A MIGRAINE!"

"I warned you, Kyle!" hissed Kate. "He was a little dorky, but he was harmless!"

"Oh, so now you're on his side?!"

"Now is not the time to discuss this!" Kenny snapped as Kyle Two's foot came down. It was going straight for Kate, and Kenny tackled her out of the way. "Be careful, babe!"

"Did you seriously just call me 'babe'?!"

"NOT THE TIME!"

"WHEN IS THE TIME, KENNY MCCORMICK?!"

"WILL BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE WE DIE?!" Clyde interrupted, dodging Kyle Two's movements.

Eventually, it came down to just me and Kyle Two. I managed to kick his ass, but by the time we got back outside, we'd realized… we'd lost. Mitch Connor was being sworn in as mayor, and we were too late to stop it.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Kyle yelled, pointing at me.

"Hey, blaming Mickey isn't getting us anywhere," Kate growled. "We need to go back and make things right."

Before long, we found ourselves at Freeman's Tacos, where Morgan Freeman gave me a special bit of Mexican food to help me create a special fart. I managed to fart us into another time…

Christmas.

"Shit," I muttered, looking around. Mickey rubbed his ass—obviously, that large a fart does a number on your anus. Kate looked nervous, and I knew why. Christmas carried the memory of her father killing me, and of her shooting a person for the first time.

"Mickey, are you okay?" she asked. Mickey nodded. "Do you think you could let another one loose? Maybe you didn't believe in yourself enough."

It failed.

"The New Kid has a fractured butt hole," Stan realized aloud.

"HA! TITLE DROP!" laughed a brunette with glasses wearing a marching band sweatshirt, swaying drunkenly.

"Jesus Christ," I muttered. "How old is she?"

"EIGHTEEN AND PROUD OF IT! WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!" She stumbled off, a girl with brownish-blonde hair running after her and trying to drag her off somewhere.

"It doesn't matter!" Kyle insisted. "We have to get the New Kid to a doctor."

"The abortion clinic is closest," Kate said. "We just have to get through a South Park Christmas." We all shuddered.

Naturally, we ran into a roadblock—the Christmas Critters.

"MY BEST FRIEND IS YOUR LORD'S SISTER!" Kate screamed as Beary tried to grab her. He gasped.

"You know Lady Kimmy?"

"Yeah!"

"FUCK THAT BITCH!"

They began focusing on her and Mickey, since he was the closest to her. Of course we began backing them up, but they proved to be a little too strong until Santa came crashing down. He began yelling at us for bringing him down until he saw the Christmas Critters. He managed to hold them off long enough for us to get into the abortion clinic, where the doctor fixed Mickey's fractured butt hole. Mickey managed to bring us back in time, to Stick of Truth times. Kate had been knocked unconscious by the Christmas Critters beforehand, so I was carrying her through the battlefield.

"What the fuck?!" Past Kyle gasped, looking at me. "Kate shouldn't be out here!"

"Shut up and let us through!" Human Kite snapped.

"Where's her cast?"

"We're from the future!" I explained. "She was knocked unconscious before we ended up here! Now, we need to get to Cartman!"

"No! I don't trust you!"

As if on cue, our past selves surrounded us and began attacking.

I managed to beat my past self, and once their king was down, the others surrendered. Kenny was still carrying Kate, which was kinda impressive in and of itself, but that wasn't what we needed to focus on. As we got upstairs, the past version of Kate (the one with a broken arm) poked her head out of her room.

"Not even going to ask," she said, shaking her head. She disappeared back inside her room, giving us no more distractions.

Cartman was working with his 'time machine', and we surrounded him so there was no escape.

"Show us your left hand!" Kenny demanded. Kate let out a groan as she began waking up.

"What?"

"Show us your left hand, asshole!"

Cartman raised his left hand to reveal Mitch Connor, who began taunting us before punching me in the solar plexus, sending me and Cartman even further back in time.

Back to the night my dad fucked my mom.

To my immense shock, I found out I actually had powers. It was all because of social media; anything I posted online went viral almost immediately. Mom and Dad ended up making up and I farted us forward in time, to the day Mitch Connor was sworn in as mayor. I met up with my group, before we found Cartman.

Then, something strange happened.

Mitch Connor appeared on Kyle's hand.

"What the shit, Kyle?" Kate asked in a low voice.

"It's not me!" he insisted.

"Stop fucking with us, Kyel!" Cartman snapped.

"I'm not fucking with you!"

And thus began another beatdown. This time, however, it ended with Mitch Connor going to his swearing-in ceremony, being cussed out by his mother, and me revealing his plan to the entire town. Of course everything went back to normal, because this is fucking South Park.

"Kyle," Kate said as we all walked home. "What the fuck was that?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Mitch Connor on you thing. That was fucked up. Even worse than Nazi Zombie Princess Kenny busting my arm, because he wasn't in control."

Yeah.

"You all think I did that on purpose?"

"I don't know what you and Cartman were trying to do, but don't do it again!"

"I didn't—I wouldn't—"

And thus ended our superhero adventure.

Yep. Done.

"Marjorine" is next.

So long and thanks for all the fish!