A/N: I'm sorry for updating so late, I been really busy and haven't been on fanfiction for a while.

Stan

I can't believe it… Chef, of all the adults… Chef was condemned. Chef was the only adult in this town I trusted, he wasn't a witch. No one was a witch, all those that have been murdered by witch hunters… they weren't really witches.

"Hey Stan," Kyle and Kenny said in unison as they entered the church with Cartman.

"Chef… Chef's our friend, but we can't get depressed about this Stan…" Cartman said as they sat down next to me. Directly in front of us was the altar, images of the holy, if Jesus saw all of this he would definitely try to help out the innocent. Why don't we? Why are we silenced? Afraid of death, of condemnation… what's the point of being afraid if we are left to live our lives in alienation and ignorance? We do what is wrong because of our fear, Jesus stood up to adversity and even took the death penalty for his "crimes", for protecting the innocent. Why don't we do the same?

"I'm not depressed…" I say trying to hide my true mood. I was only a little depressed, I was more or less confused about all of this. Everything that is happening to me now, happening to this town has been twisting and turning in my mind. I don't want to live like this…

"Yes you are Stan, you have spent the last 4 days here…" Kenny said.

"I know, but it's because I been thinking…" I said in my defence.

"About what?" Cartman asked interested.

"About Chef… about Heidi, about Clyde, Token… about all of those killed by our corrupted town…" I say and all of them look away from me except Kyle.

"Stan… I think its best not to think about it, this town is surely strange but that doesn't mean it will stay like this." Kyle said. He doesn't know much about this town, he wouldn't be able to understand any of this but I just nod my head. One day maybe the town will open their eyes, maybe we can led them in the right direction only by standing up for what's right. Our fears will hold us prisoners, our fears will turn us into servants of blaspheme and the doers of evil. Hope can set us free!

Kyle

"Hello Kyle, what's the matter? Don't like your new friends?" Dad asked me, that was far from the truth. I loved my new friends, I finally felt like I had found a place where I belonged, almost as if I was destined to be here.

"No, it's just… well my new friends have been talking about the witch hunts. We are endangered not only cause we are new but because were Jewish…" I tell him as he puts down the newspaper he was reading.

"I know, I have heard about the witch hunts… the Reverend was telling me about it… uhh Reverend Marsh or something… so I have decided we should attend the Christian church, there isn't a synagogue in South Park anyways, so we might as well try to fit in with the locals." Dad says, he is a very intelligent man for sure but I don't know if he has told mum about that yet. Mum has an objection to letting our Jewish faith die, I don't think she will like this town very much.

"Kyle!!! Gerald!!!" My mum says running into the room frantically. She must have heard about the witch hunts…

"What is it my dear?" Dad asked.

"We got to leave this town… they look for witches and kill them…" Mum said.

"So… we aren't witches…" Ike said walking into the room, apparently hearing what mum had said.

"It's not that… I'm afraid if they find out we are Jewish then we might be hung or burnt or something terrible." Mum said.

"Uhh don't act Jewish?" Ike said, well he suggested the idea so easily. Me and Dad were always afraid of Mum but Ike seemed to be question her a little more in front of her than us.

"Don't act JEWISH?? Are you joking… it's who we are."

"Look honey, this town is really good… I haven't had so much work as a lawyer for the past decade and the boys seem to be making friends easily here… maybe Ike is right on this one, we should attend the Christian Church." Dad said.

"GERALD!!!" Mum screamed, that was the one thing that scared me and dad about mum, it was her voice… its so scary when she screams.

"Look, don't you like the people here… didn't you say you liked the Reverend's wife and that… uhh Mrs McCormick or whatever it was." Dad said, his voice was shaking… apparently he was as scared of mum as I was.

"I suppose but I don't want to give up my religion just to escape death." Mum said. She was a very staunch Jew and is definitely one of those people that would take her religion to her grave. That was never a problem before, some people hated us because we were Jewish but never would they kill us for it. It's different now, now that we are in South Park.

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"You were caught speaking tribal witchcraft and dancing naked in the forbidden forest." The Judge said. Dad was on the… prosecution side, I felt like he sold out… I told him to defend Chef. I didn't know Chef but what I've heard about him from friends indicates nothing more than a very caring and sweet man. Not a witch. Just a kind hearted person about to die for something he is not.

"Yeah… Yeah, I saw him… So did Mr McCormick," Mr Kerns said. I think Jimbo was Stan's uncle. It's shocking, Stan and Kenny are so nice but the rest of their family are liars and murderers.

"They are lying!!!" Stan said as he stood up. Oh no, what is he doing? He looked ready to attack the townsfolk with the truth but with everyone's eyes looking at him, cruelly staring at him, he was silenced.

"Stanley… behave yourself!" His dad said and with that he sat down but everyone was still staring at him. He was about to defend Chef, in the eyes of the town he was about to defend a witch. This could start questions, this could start… false rumours and accusations… I like Stan, he is very intelligent and kind. He was a good friend, even though I only knew him for a short period, it would be a shame if he got executed.

"Well I have heard all I want to hear, Mr Chef… you will be burnt on a stake in 3 days. Court dismissed!!" The Judge said smashing his gavel, making it official… Chef was going to be burnt. They were going to burn an innocent man, fear has consumed this town to the point of ignorance and paranoia. There are no witches here, if they were witches why don't they just use their witchcraft on the townsfolk to avoid death? The missteps in logic and reasoning have led this town astray.