I'm finally out of Writer's Block! Yay! I was really struggling with ideas and school and work also got in the way, but I'm finally back!
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Anyway, back to the action!
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.
Two Weeks Later
Mysterion's PoV
It's a clear night. Everybody seems calm, and orderly. There hasn't been an attack in two weeks, which gives us a reason to be extremely worried.
"Anyone got anything yet?" I speak into the radio.
"Negative. Everything seems… normal. No sign of anything just yet." Yates replies. I look up and gaze at his helicopter scanning the city. The sound of it's blades cutting through the air must be attracting some attention, maybe it's the reason why there's no crazed teenage psychopaths roaming the streets right now.
Suddenly my radio buzzes, so it must mean something's going down.
"Come in Yates."
"We've got something. We saw a couple of vans approaching a night time market and it looked pretty suspicious. We turned on thermal imagery on our surveillance cameras and we spotted at least 5 heat signatures in the front van." He explains.
"The other one?" I ask.
"It seems empty on thermal cameras, must be a bunch of equipment then." He says.
"Where is it?" I ask him.
"3 blocks north of your position, and you might want to hurry. People are coming out of that van." He says before I turn off my radio and clip it back to my belt. I rev my motorcycle's engine, and I speed out of the dark alleyway to the market. As I do so, a memory comes to mind.
"Can't make it tonight Kenny, I'm helping Red with grocery shopping at that new Market in the city."
"Why do need to go all the way there?"
"Apparently there's some sort of electrical problem at our town's only store, and Red's parents are both working late tonight. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Yes, Kyle, yes it is a coincidence. Really fucking convenient!
Kyle's PoV
My beautiful girlfriend drops the apples into the basket, flicking her soft, scarlet hair into my face.
"Oh, sorry!" She giggles.
"It's fine, trust me. Now, is that everything?" I smile.
"Nearly, now all we need is the cake, and that's it!" She says as we head to the cake stall.
"Beautiful night, isn't it?" I say.
"Totally. Maybe if you stay at my house for the night, we could make it even better…" She whispers into my ear seductively. Boy, aren't I one lucky man!
Suddenly we hear the sound of tires screeching, and we turn around to see two vans parked a couple of stalls away from us. One stall owner begins to shout at them, and the back doors are opening.
-BANG- The man collapses to the ground in a heap of blood as a familiar man holds a pistol at where he once was. Then I see the helmet.
"Red, we need to run, NOW!" I motion to her, and we spend no time sprinting out of here. I hear gunshots, and I glance back to see a bunch of men in dark clothing, wielding machine guns and shotguns. My former friend turned monster is closer to us, chasing us, and gaining ground on us. He starts shooting at us, and I feel like this is the day I die- "AGHH!"
I turn to see Red collapse to the ground, clutching her leg. Blood starts dripping from it, and I can tell that she's been shot. Butters slowly walks up to her, pointing his pistol at him, and I've had enough. I rush up to him, and punch him in the torso. However, this isn't the scrawny kid that I knew two years ago, because he soon wrestles me to the ground, punching my face with his pistol before aiming it at my head.
"Go on Butters, do it." I edge him on. Red cries out for help, pleading Butters to stop.
"Oh, no, no, no. I'm gonna take my time with you, Kyle Broflovski!" He says calmly, yet coldly. His mouth curls to a sickening smile, but soon to a scorn when he hears sirens approach us, and their approaching very quickly.
"The next time we meet Kyle, I will assure you, my smiling face will be your last, pathetic, sight in your eyes." He spits on my face before rushing back to the vans. He shoots at random people before jumping back into the back of the van, and driving off. I then look at Red, who gives me a look, which I already know means she's thankful I'm alive.
Mysterion's PoV
I turn the corner to see the market in absolute chaos, and a van quickly fleeing the scene.
"What happened?" I radio Yates as I go into maximum overdrive.
"They shot up the place, however Stotch was focused on two particular people." He says. I look over at the market, and I see Kyle and Red holding hands as they lie on the floor, thankfully alive.
I then notice that one van is still there, before realizing it's trap. The van explodes, engulfing the market in flames, but I speed off before I see what happens to my friend.
"Where did they go? WHERE ARE THEY?!" I scream into the radio.
"Hang on, they went into a tunnel- NEVERMIND! Take the next right and then the left at the end of the street, and you'll be right behind them." I do as he instructed, and soon I'm behind the van, with a few police cars joining me. What I don't get is why they aren't putting up a fight. Oh well, it makes it easier for me I guess…
I start to use my classic tactic of shooting at the tyres. I hit the front right tyre and just barely miss the rear left tyre before my gun runs out of ammo. I couldn't afford any extra bullets, so I use my next best thing. I pull out my shuriken, and calculate my aim in my mind. I figure out my trajectory before throwing the shuriken, and fortunately, it hits the rear left tyre, making the van spin out.
I get off my bike and rush to the driver's side of the van. I ready my fist for some knuckle sandwiches, but when I open the door, I discover a surprise, just for me. I see a now destroyed robot, connected to the steering wheel. It was driving the van. A thought enters my head and I rush to the back of the van, busting it open, and what I see is not armed terrorists.
No, I see a bomb.
"It's a trap!" I yell out to the surrounding police cars, before quickly mounting my bike and just barely clearing the blast zone. The van explodes and a great fireball lights the clear night sky.
"How did he disappear, without a trace?" I radio Yates in the air.
"He must've switched when he went under that tunnel, and no, Mysterion I did not see another van coming out of either side. We've lost him, again." He says. I clip my radio back to my belt, before aggressively revving my engine and heading back towards the market.
I arrive at the scene, now being extinguished from any flames that engulfed the place, where the injured are being carried away on stretchers and the shocked are being treated. I scan the area before resting my eyes on a familiar couple. I walk towards them, using my body language to make sure I'm not a threat.
"Don't you have a knack for getting into trouble, Catwoman." I smile at Red, who has a towel wrapped around her and a bandage on her leg. And also, an arm around her, which belongs to a certain red head.
"And who might you be?" I ask Kyle, pretending to be oblivious to his identity.
"I-I'm Kyle, Sir. It's an honour to meet you." He says.
"The same with you. Now, do you guys trust me?" I ask. They both nod.
"Totally." Kyle says.
"Absolutely." Red replies.
"Good." I kneel down to them.
"So, can you tell me what happened to you guys back there?" I ask.
"Well, let's see. We saw a couple of vans pull up, and this one stall owner got shot. We saw who it was, so me and Kyle literally ran for our lives." Red explains.
"She got shot in the leg by Butters, our former friend, and the guy that's always on the news now. So I came up to him and tried to fight him off of her, and that's how I got this." Kyle points to his newly formed black eye.
"He said something like, "When we meet again, my face will be your last sight." or something when we both heard the cop cars approaching, so then he left." Kyle finishes.
"Kyle, I commend you on your bravery in the face of that monster. However, you should have known the risks of this careless act, especially after what happened to other people who has crossed this man's path. But still, that was a courageous thing to do." I smile at him.
"Yes, he's right. What you did for me was so brave. Thank You, Kyle." Red says before kissing him on the lips. I leave them alone, giving them their privacy, before heading to a now grounded Sergeant Yates.
"Well, what did you get?" He asks me.
"If there was still any doubts on whether or not Mr Stotch is targeting the children of South Park, they should be cleared by now. He chased those two teenagers when he arrived, shooting one of them and fighting the other. Even worse, he gave the boy a warning." I explain. Yates' phone starts ringing, and by the look of his face when he sees who's calling, he doesn't seem to happy about it.
"Harrison Yates, hello?" He says.
"Yes, Madam Mayor, I am at the scene. As a matter of fact, he is with me. Oh, you do? Alright then…" He hands the phone to me.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Mysterion…" I hear the familiar voice of the Mayor of South Park.
"Hello Mayor. What do you want of me?" I ask.
"I just wanted to know if you caught and apprehended the monster that keeps attacking our citizens. You have, haven't you?" She asks with a demanding tone.
"Actually, he managed to escape, yet again. The citizens of South Park involved are in a safe condition, however." I add.
"Hmm. Mysterion, I'm starting to wonder if you are actually up to this task. I mean, you have been at this for 9 months yet this particular criminal, who happens to also be your former friend, is now a difficult threat to you? What's going on?" He asks, and my expression turns to rage.
"Listen, you have no idea what I have been dealing with over the past few weeks. This man isn't a difficulty because he's my former friend, he's a difficulty because he is not your ordinary common criminal around here. He, is much more complex than we have ever imagined." I spit at her. Then a thought enters my mind.
"If you think, that there is any problems with me, if you want some answers, I'll give everyone answers. Tomorrow, I'll hold a press conference, and then everyone will know that I will catch this son of a bitch without anything holding me back." I hang up and give Yates back his phone.
"You sure this is a good idea?" Yates asks me, but I don't answer him. I head back to my motorcycle in anger.
I'm fine. Everyone will know, that I'm fine.
A/N: Hopefully, this time I won't take a 2 week break on you guys again. Hell, I'm thinking of posting before Wednesday at most! Anyway, I would really appreciate if you reviewed this story, as I really want to know where I could do better! And, as always…
Thanks for Reading!
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