I'm back! With school officially beginning half-term on Friday, I thought I would bring out a chapter before then.
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Anonymous, I never really noticed he had the sex drive of Deadpool. Thanks for pointing that out, and thanks for the regular review! Psycho, I also think that they should just back off, because there's a whole lot of people that are pissed off at him. Fillingtheemptyvoid, with nearly double the reviews of my first story, and only 15 chapters in, I think that this is more popular than the last! Hyakki! Thank you for the info, and letting me know that I'm not the only one that likes fan fictions in the style of movies! Which reminds me, I need to watch the Wolverine movies before I start my Coon story… ;) Damiengurl, thank you for that review, and I'll try to keep up the good work!
Anyway, back the the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.
1 Week Later
Craig's PoV
"Ok, so that's two crunchy tacos." The waitress gives me and Token our orders.
"A Crunchy Taco." She hands Jimmy his order.
"And two large Doritos Cheesy Gordita Crunches?" Clyde snatches the tacos from her and starts eating immediately.
"Thanks!" We all say, Clyde's a bit muffled because of the taco in his mouth. Oh my God he's nearly finished the first one already!
"So, why didn't Tweek come?" I demand to know.
"Jeez, calm down Craig. Your boyfriend is still a bit paranoid to what happened to him last week. Pretty sure he ain't coming out of his room for the next month." Clyde explains.
"Still, he'll be going crazy about the whole "underwear gnomes" things." Token adds.
"I'm going to find Butters and punch him in the face for what he did!" I say in a threatening tone.
"Dude, have you even heard the news? Butters is not what he used to be like before. He's changed, a lot. And by the looks of it, he seems dangerous." Token says.
"Y-yeah, m-m-man. Ever since h-he killed his p-p-parents, he's b-been hiding. Until now. Now h-he's trying to kill us a-a-all!" Jimmy stutters.
"I wish I could beat his thick skull in like back in middle school though. That was fun." Clyde says, finishing his second taco. His phone vibrates, and he smiles when he reads what's on the screen.
"What, what is it?" Token asks.
"It's just Rebecca. She asked me to come over tonight, if you know what I mean." He grins.
"H-how the f-f-fuck did the you l-last that long w-w-with her?" Jimmy asks.
"Yeah man, she gave you a blowjob in a janitor's closet one day and then the next day she's all of a sudden your girlfriend." I say.
"You m-mean, the n-n-next d-day he's getting his a-a-ass kicked by Kenny McC-C-C-Cormick. You f-fucking cried t-that day!" Clyde shoots a look at Jimmy.
"I'll get him back one day, I'm just waiting for the right moment." Clyde mutters.
"It's been like, 8 months since he beat the hell out of you, so why haven't you done anything yet?" I ask.
"Like I said, waiting for the right moment." He replies.
"Whatever." Token says, playing Angry Birds on his phone with a diamond encrusted case. Rich fuck. However, on the opposite side of the spectrum…
"Seriously though? How the fuck did Kenny motherfucking (literally) McCormick manage to get a hottie like Bebe? He's the poorest piece of shit in this stupid town!" Clyde says, annoyed.
"Wait a minute, are you still into Bebe?" I ask.
"Are you fucking kidding me? I got over her a long time ago! It's just, she's fucking hot dude. However, I have to say, Rebecca has given me the best sex I have ever had in my life!" Clyde brags.
"W-we get it, C-C-Clyde, you l-like sluts." We laugh at Jimmy's remark.
"Anyway, what about-" Clyde gets cut off when 4 armed men burst in here, shooting the roof. Everyone started screaming and running, while the gunmen pointed their guns at US.
"That's them! Get em for the boss!" One shouts, and we are quickly grabbed and dragged out of the building, duct taped, tied up, and thrown into two separate vans.
I end up with Token, and we both give each other a look that says "this won't end well".
3rd Person PoV
Back in Denver, an interesting interrogation was taking place in one of Denver's police buildings.
"Please! I don't know anything!" The thug cried out for help as Mysterion approached him.
"Then that's not good enough." He growled as he slammed his head into the table before 2 cops dragged him out of the interrogation room.
"Nothing?" Yates asks the vigilante as he enters the room.
"Another one who won't squeal. This is getting frustrating." Mysterion says, annoyed.
Suddenly, Mitch bursts into the interrogation room with a phone.
"Sir! A phone call just came in saying that there were a couple of teenagers kidnapped near a Taco Bell here." He hands Yates the phone.
"This is Sergeant Yates of the South Park Police Department. What did you see?" Yates asks as he leaves the interrogation room.
"Um, hello, my name is Heidi, Heidi Turner, I was with my friends heading to Taco Bell and I saw a couple of boys in my class being dragged into vans by these guns with large guns." She explains.
"Do you have any idea where the vans were heading?" Yates asks Heidi.
"I, um, I think they were heading to Denver." She replies.
"Ok, good, but do you know what they look like?" Yates asks.
"It looked like 2 large black vans." She replied.
"Ok, final question. When did this happen." Yates asks.
"Um, about 10 minutes ago. I would have called earlier but everyone's phones were jammed or something. Please hurry, I think it's Butters!" She says as Yates hangs up.
"What was that?" Mysterion asks, sounding alarmed.
"A kid from South Park telling us about more kidnappings. They are in black vans and are heading into the city in about 20-30 minutes." He explains.
"I'll be on standby. Tell me where they are and I will engage pursuit, but you must be certain. This might be the chance we need to find out where he's hiding for the time being." Mysterion jumps out of the window and starts running on rooftops.
"Alright, Mitch, get some helicopters into the air, I don't want anybody missing these assholes!" Yates orders Mitch as he heads to the roof.
The sound of helicopter blades fills the night sky as the are quickly dispatched and are scanning the city below. Meanwhile, Mysterion lurks on the rooftop of the Republic Plaza building, awaiting confirmation of a sighting.
"I'm at the Republic Plaza building. If you see anything, tell me how far away they are from me." He radios the helicopters.
Several minutes pass as tensions rise, and cop cars are quickly dispatched too. It seems like all hope is lost until one car notices something.
"Hey, I think I've got something. Yeah, I do! Two black vans just ran the red light, about 500m west of your position Mysterion!" A cop radios back to the vigilante. He quickly takes out his binoculars and scans the area, and sure enough, he sees the vans approaching, and fast. He clips his binoculars back to his belt before diving off the roof of the building, speeding towards the ground at near-terminal velocity, before straightening out and landing perfectly on his bike as the chase speeds past him. The vigilante then revs his engine before joining the fray himself.
"God damnit they're onto us!" One of the van drivers says while making a sharp turn.
"Split up then! Divide them and then we can take them out!" The other driver radios back. He then looks at the gunman beside him, whose hands are shaking.
"What the fuck are you just sitting there for? SHOOT THEM ALREADY!" He barks at him, who jumps and reluctantly puts his head out the window, shooting his machine gun at the cop cars behind him.
Fortunately for him, Mysterion wasn't following his vehicle. Instead, he was focused on taking down the other van, which was quickly making its way past City Hall and out of the City Center. Mysterion starts shooting at the tires, but the driver is skilled enough to dodge the bullets and makes a sharp 180 degree turn.
Up in the air, snipers are trying to take out the drivers, until another helicopter starts shooting at the police choppers, taking out one of them out.
"Wait a minute, what is that? Is that a bazooka?" One sniper gazes through his scope as a masked gunman shoots at his helicopter with an RPG, exploding the chopper, and the snipers, into a huge fireball in the air.
Back in Yates' and Mitch's helicopter, machine guns are being fired into the back of the hostile chopper's tail rotors. Eventually, one shot manages to cause it to fail and explode, sending the helicopter into a frenzy before spinning into the river below.
"Alright, we got them, now let's get back to the chase and help our boys out!" Mitch says as they head back to the carnage on the streets.
Mysterion's offence hasn't faltered, but it hasn't gained anything either. He has attempted to throw his shuriken at one of the wheels, however, the passenger isn't letting him aim it right, shooting at him any chance he gets. The vigilante then sets his shuriken back onto his belt, but he curiously brings out his grapple gun. He maintains his chase on the passenger's side, while waiting for the gunman to pop out again. When he does, he quickly fires his grapple gun at the gunman, taking the weapon out of his hand and begins to shoot at the tires once again. He manages to hit the front right tire, but runs out of ammunition before he can shoot one of the back wheels. He then pulls out his shuriken and finally manages to throw it into the back right wheel, causing the van to veer to the right and crash into a lamp post.
Mysterion's PoV
I quickly rush to the front of the van, pulling the driver out of his seat and slamming his head into his window, knocking him out. I then run to the passenger's side, who attempts to stab me with a knife, which I block, and quickly counter into a ground takedown after breaking his arm, flipping him to the ground and knocking him out with a punch to the head. I then quickly dash to the back of the van, opening it to see Jimmy Valmer and Clyde Donovan, who's crying, tied up together. I quickly free them from their bonds.
"T-T-Thank you Mysterion!" Jimmy says while a cop rushes to attend to them.
"Yeah man, thanks. Are Craig and Token safe?" Clyde says, sniffling a bit.
"I'm after them next." I tell them before reaching for my radio and heading back to my motorcycle.
"Where's the other van?" I ask Yates who's in the sky.
"If you keep heading straight and take a right, you might be able to cut them off. But you need to hurry." Yates says. I quickly get an idea as I speed off straight ahead. I wait until I make the sharp right before shooting my grapple gun to a water hydrant behind me before clipping my gun to the back of my bike. Hopefully this will hold.
I turn my head right to see the van approaching, and I just barely make it past them as the wheels get caught on my grappling hook's rope, making the entire van flip over. I quickly retract the rope back to my grapple gun by pulling it's trigger again before I rush to the driver who's stumbling out of his seat. I then knee him in the face before knocking him out with a punt kick while he's on the ground. His gunman must've seen what had happened to him as he starts to run away from the van, but I use my grapple gun to pull him back to me. Instead of knocking him out though, I hold him up to the side of the flipped van, taking off his mask, revealing the face of a terrified, young, pathetic criminal.
"WHERE IS HE HIDING?!" I punch him in the face, making him squirm a bit as he tries to wrestle free.
"I don't know! I swear! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" He screams before I slam his head into the side of the van, knocking him to the ground but not enough force to knock him out.
"I'm considering it. Unless you tell me something that is useful to me." I growl at him as I stand tall over his body.
"Ok, ok. This m-might not be that, um, useful." He begins to talk as I raise my fist, ready for the knockout punch.
"WAIT WAIT! I know where he's going next!" He cries out loud.
"WHERE?!" I demand.
"He, um, he said we were going to Toronto or something. Please, don't let him kill me, please protect me from him!" He begs. Toronto. In, CANADA. I know who he's going for next.
"You have my word." I tell him before knocking him out with a punch to his face.
I then head to the back of the van, freeing Craig and Token from their bonds, and it seems like they seemed extremely happy to see me, but they were still a bit dazed from the van flip. I leave the scum for the cops to drag into the back of their cars before riding away on my motorcycle.
He's going to Canada. Which means, he's coming, for Charlotte.
A/N: So, after a complete riot at my school for God-Knows-What, I decided that finishing this chapter would be a good way to calm me down. I really wanted to make a chase scene that could easily top the aftermath of the bank robbery in "Mysterion". Please let me know if I did top that chase scene with this one with a review, or if you would like to let me know of anything else I could be doing way better than I already am. Anyway, I now have the final chapters of this story planned out, which means I won't be in writer's block for the rest of this story! Yay! So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and as always…
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