First off, let me begin by saying that this story will go past at least 21 chapters, and I'm planning to have the last chapter as the longest one I have ever written, destroying the 7k word final chapter at the end of Mysterion, so don't worry Sadchump300, this story won't end that soon! Anonymous, I am glad that you are glad that Charlotte got out! Fillingtheemptyvoid, thank you for sticking with the story, and thanks for the feedback on the chapter!
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Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.
2 Hours Later / 3:00 AM
Sgt. Yates' PoV
"Still no sign of him, Sir." An officer tells me.
"Damnit! Where the hell could he be?" I ask Mitch, who's sipping his coffee.
"Maybe he caught the nutjob? Didn't he say he would teach him some manners first? If he did catch him, I'm all for the lunatic getting the snot beaten out of him." Mitch laughs.
"Something still doesn't seem right. He would have at least notified us. You don't think he's going insane about this?" I ask Mitch.
"Are you kidding me right now? The guy dresses up like some superhero, hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he started wearing underwear outside his pants, and you're asking me if he's insane?" He grins.
"It's not like he can handle himself. Remember December? I heard he took out 20 armed guys in like a minute. And remember what we found in the warehouse about a week ago? We needed to group other patients at Hell's Pass just to make room for em!" Mitch assures me.
"Alright. But if Mysterion is off the radar until tomorrow night I'm going to think something's up." I say.
"Believe me, I'm sure Mysterion is torturing the crazy bastard right now." Mitch says before going back to his coffee.
Mysterion's PoV
I begin to wake up, feeling restrained to someth- BAM! I get a blow to the chest, knocking me to the floor.
"Wakey, wakey!" I hear a familiar voice. I open my eyes properly, and my senses come back to me. I find myself tied to a chair, and lying on the ground due to the force of the impact.
BAM! I get another blow to the face, before my chair is pulled back up. My captor walks into my view, revealing Professor Chaos with a baseball bat in his hand.
"You know, I could have taken that silly little mask off right now, but I want everyone to see your broken face before I do that!" He declares before punching me in the face. Butters has changed in many ways, because he can pack a definitive punch.
"You're done for. Soon, Yates, Mitch, and all of South Pakr's and Denver's police will end you if I don't. Hell, they've probably noticed I haven't been in touch since I went back to that party to kick your ass." I cough blood as Butters begins to laugh.
"Oh, you, YOU ARE SO DELUSIONAL! Do you really think they would care? Sure, they have been letting you do their dirty work for you, but when you make one mistake they will, and I repeat, THEY WILL, turn against you. You see, it's all part of today's society." He begins to explain his insane delusions of the world.
"Apparently it's SOOOO WRONG, to say something about a woman, or it's so wrong to make one, little, racist, remark. But apparently it's fine for a human being to be bullied for YEARS. WITHOUT CONSEQUENCES. You know this society is fucked Mysterion, and I'm gonna bring them back to reality, starting with dragging your broken body, spirit and soul through the streets of Denver!" He exclaims before kicking me back to the ground and beating me up with the bat.
"This city, will always be prepared, to stand up, to scum like you!" I splutter, taking every hit from the bat.
"Funny, because before you came along, I didn't see anybody do shit." He says, pulling me back up.
"That's because they lost hope, they needed a symbol to give them faith. Mysterion can't fight crime forever, but he can inspire others to do the right thing. It's never been about fame, or attention, it's been about giving hope to those who are afraid of people like you." I spit in his face before he gives me a right hook.
"Believe me, when I'm done with you, and when I rule this city, nobody will ever be more afraid than them." He sneers with a smile on his face.
"Now, I think we should have a little break, I've got much worse for you tonight!" He says before I feel a sharp pain in my side. I look down to see a syringe, and it's chemicals being injected into my body. My head begins to go dizzy, and I my vision becomes blurry and distorted.
Everything's, everything's, going, crazy….
Sgt. Yates' PoV.
I'm about to leave the building before I get called back by Mitch.
"Sir! Something came through the radio, but it's distorted and unclear. Could it be Mysterion?" He says.
"Well, let's not waste time in finding out. Can you trace the signal back to it's origin?" I ask him.
"Already have. Some old building on the outskirts of Denver, we can take the helicopter there." He explains.
"Then let's go! Do you think it could be a trap?" I ask Mitch.
"You're getting paranoid in your old age, Sir. It couldn't be a trap, Mysterion would never do that. Come on, let's go." I follow Mitch to the helicopter.
Mysterion's PoV
I begin to wake up again, but I'm in a different room than before. It's an empty room, much larger than the last, with a single door and no windows. Everything still seems a bit distorted, and as I continue to look around, I don't see Chaos or anybody. I then look straight ahead again to see 5 people tied on chairs, with clown masks covering their faces and heads. Then I see Chaos enter the room, with a machine gun.
"You think your little heroics saved them?" He says, and I wonder what he means, but I also notice that his voice is more menacing and deeper than usual.
"W-what, are you talking about?" I stutter through my sentence.
"They couldn't hide for long, and you know it." He takes a mask off of one of the hostages' face, revealing a beaten and bruised Stan.
"No, no, that's not possible." I helplessly watch as Chaos puts a bullet through Stan's head, killing him instantly.
"Oh, believe me it get's worse." Chaos says as he takes off the second hostage's mask, revealing Kyle. He also has numerous bruises on his face, and a black eye.
"STOP THIS, PLEASE!" I plead as Chaos takes a knife and slits Kyle's throat.
"I thought of saving this one for last, but I guess I couldn't wait." Chaos takes off the third hostage's mask, revealing Eric Cartman.
"Eat this you fat piece of shit!" Chaos says as he sticks the machine gun into Cartman's mouth, firing three times, sending Cartman's limp body collapse to the ground with his chair.
"END THIS! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" I scream as Chaos continues with his sick, demented laugh.
"Good, good, I'm making you lose your mind." He smiles before taking off the fourth hostage's mask, revealing Charlotte's bloody face.
"Don't do this Butters! YOU ONCE LOVED HER!" I plead for mercy, to which I am given none. Chaos smiles menacingly before riddling Charlotte's body with an entire magazine of bullets.
Only one remained.
Sgt. Yates' PoV
We arrive at the building, with a SWAT team ready to head in, but I receive a phone call.
"Sergeant Yates, who am I speaking to?" I say.
"We have trouble at a police station near your location. Just half a kilometre north of where you are situated. We need backup." The phone call cuts out there.
"What was that about?" Mitch asks.
"Trouble at a nearby station. You think you can handle it?" I ask him.
"Absolutely. I'll head down with a couple of cars, we'll sort it out." Mitch calls some officers to head with him, leaving me and the SWAT.
Mysterion's PoV
Chaos has been in a fit of laughter for the last minute as I keep struggling to become free from my bonds.
"I was right when I said I was going to break you." He finally stops laughing before removing the final hostage's mask: Bebe.
"Don't, you, FUCKING DO IT." I scream and plead as he takes out a new, stainless knife.
"Don't do it, please, DON'T DO THIS!" I'm nearly in tears by the time he slits her throat. His laughter fills the room as I watch the blood dripping from his knife.
I can't believe what just happened, my friends, Charlotte, Bebe… no, this can't be happening. No, no, no NO NO NO!
At this point, I feel my bones loosen a bit. That's it, I don't fucking care anymore, he dies tonight.
I struggle as hard as I can until I finally break the rope tying my hands together. I clench my fist before rushing the lunatic.
"YEARGH!" I bellow as I send my fist flying… through his face?
My fist makes contact, but not with human skin, but with what seems to be a button. My momentum sends me through "Butters" as I realise what I have just done. I release my fist from the big, red button, which has the word "OOPS!" in big, black, bold letters. I turn around in horror, revealing an empty room. I then hear faint explosions nearby. Oh no.
I was drugged.
3rd Person PoV
Mitch arrives with 2 other police cars as they storm into the Denver Police Station with their guns raised.
"WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, GUNS DOWN!" An officer approaches them, taking his own gun out.
"What's the trouble here?" Mitch asks them.
"What do you mean?" The officer replies, confused.
"We received a phone call from here that something was happening." Mitch explains.
"What? We never sent out any phone ca-" Their conversation is cut when an explosion rips through the building, incinerating everyone inside, including Mitch.
Meanwhile, back at the old building, Yates hears the explosion coming from the north, and yet another one coming from the centre of the city.
"Hey, whoever's in that helicopter up there better explain what's going on!" He shouts through the radio.
"Well, it seems like the second explosion came from the Clock Tower in the city." They explain, but Yates isn't satisfied.
"And the first?!" He orders.
"Sir, we're sorry. It came from the Police Station you sent Mitch and two other cars to." Yates stands there, silent for a few moments, before throwing his radio to the ground, smashing it into pieces. He then attempts to rush into the building but is held back by SWAT officers.
"Sir! What are you doing? We don't know what's in there!" One explains.
"THEN GO AND FIND OUT!" He orders them and the SWAT team rushes into the building.
Mysterion's PoV
Suddenly, two men burst into the room, shocked to find that I have escaped.
"What the hell! He's out!" One shouts before he pulls out a knife.
I run up to them, punching one in the face and countering the other's stabbing attempt by shoving the knife into his shoulder, before slamming their heads together, knocking them out.
I exit the room, seeing a bunch of blue and red lights flashing through the window. I then hear footsteps approaching me, so I jump out the window, using my cape to soften my landing. I then see a surprised Yates staring at me.
"Mysterion?" He asks. Still trying to figure out what just happened, I grapple away with no answer. I keep grappling no grappling before I get a safe distance away from anyone. I then take my gun, aim it at my head and pull the trigger.
The Next Day
Kenny's PoV
I wake up in my bed, and I quickly check my phone. Oh thank God, 2 missed calls from Bebe, 1 from Stan and another from Kyle. Thank, God, they're alive.
I get changed, and head towards the kitchen to get my breakfast. I'm surprised to see Karen already up, and she looks really tired, but I think she's even more surprised to see me. Her eyes widen and she rushes up to hug me.
"Oh, my God, you never came home last night so I thought you were murdered in an alleyway or something!" She starts talking really fast so I calm her down.
"It's ok, it's ok, I just had a job to finish in the city." I lie.
"It was so scary because our parents were fighting again, and when they calmed down I began to watch TV because you weren't here, and OH MY GOD, did you hear about the explosions?" She asks.
"Yes, I did, it's horrible." I try to make her feel better.
"Even my Guardian Angel didn't show up, I was terrified." She says.
"Listen Karen, I can assure you this: your Guardian Angel will always watch over and protect you, so it's ok to be afraid, because he will be there." I assure her.
"You promise?" She says.
"I promise."
A/N: 11PM on a school night? EASY! I did warn you when I said this story was going to take a sharp, dark turn. Hopefully I will have a new chapter before the end of next week, and in the meantime, if you could review this story so I can learn from my, probably numerous, mistakes, it would mean the world to me! And as always…
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