Before you read this I would like to say that this chapter will be full of action drama and the horrible deaths of many characters.
Sorry about the shortness of the first chapter but this one will include all of our favorite characters and some ones that haven't had much time in the spotlight. I hope you enjoy the second in what I hope will be a great fanfic.
Clean yourself up, your dead!
South Park Elementary- Ms. Garrison's 4th Grade Class
"Okay class, settle down," Said Ms. Garrison. It was Monday and she was pissed, so when the class kept talking she lost it.
"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE INBRED SONS OF BITCHES!!"
Everyone stared at her for a second.
Regaining her composure Ms. Garrison said through pursed lips, "Did I stutter?"
The kids then got in their seats. "Good," she said, "now we can learn something."
"Today we will be study-," Ms. Garrison said while writing "reciprocals" on the board, before the speaker box on the wall emitted noises.
"How the hell dose this thing work," muttered a female voice from the other end.
The class laughed.
"It's on ma'am," Said another gruffer voice. "Oh" said the woman.
"Ms. Garrison," said the female voice, "send Eric, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny to my office."
In The Hallway
"I didn't do shit," thought Eric as he walked down the hall to the principal's office with his two friends and the- "Stupid Jew," said Eric in his mind," He probably did some Jew shit and the principal whatever the fuck her name is thinks me, Stan and Kenny helped him, I hate Kyle so mu-"
"Cartman, open the door!" said Stan.
Cartman blinked back into reality and found himself standing in front of the door. He turned the knob and stepped in to see principal whoever the fuck sitting at her desk and officer dumbass Barbrady standing in the corner with his arm in a sling and his torso wrapped in a bandage.
"Sit down boys." Said principal whoever the fuck.
The 4 boys sat down.
Barbrady walked over to stand in front of the boys.
"As you already know, 5 people were killed last week by a mysterious "killer person"," Said Barbrady unnecessarily loudly using lots of hand gestures that could be misinterpreted as gang signs or "all sky play dog pee vagina" in sign language.
"Barbrady," said principal whoever the fuck in a tired voice," there children, not deaf people."
"As I was saying" continued Barbrady "the killer came to the police station and killed officer Sanders and shot me 3 three times, "Thankfully I survived."
"But with the police force on vacation and me injured we are going to need your help!"
After four seconds of silence Kyle said," Dude we're just kids!" That detective agency we had was for finding cats and shit."
"Yeah!" said Kenny taking of his hood because of its stuffiness.
"I freakin died in that strip club!"
"No way dude," said Stan standing up." For once this town is going to have to catch its own killer."
Cartman promptly gave the cop the finger. That was the cue to leave.
"Wait!" said Barbrady," you have got to understand, he will kill again and when he does it could be one of your friends or relative or-"Barbrady stopped mid sentence, his face contorted with shock.
"Or who!" said Cartman impatiently. Barbrady fell to the ground with a thud, a red spot on his back gushing with blood. Principal whoever the fucks stood up screaming, and as the blood splattered her face from the dead cop a bullet from across the street whizzed into her back. Stan looked to where Barbrady once stood and saw through the open window in the office a figure on the roof of the Wal-Mart.
"Get down!" yelled Kyle, as a volley of bullets flew into office hitting the doorknob and blowing it off.
Kenny leaped behind the principal's desk along with Cartman. Kyle slid behind a huge chair.
Stan however was running toward Barbrady.
"Oh my God!!" thought Kenny, his eyes wide with horror as he watched Stan run through bullet fire.
"Almost there!" though Stan as a lamp exploded where his was. Debris coated his face as he ran full speed leaping over a broken chair.
He slid to Barbrady as bullets flew over his head.
I reloaded the clip the clip and kept firing into the office.
"Idiot!" I hissed as Stan made a dash to the dead officer.
I shot at him but he was too small of a target.
I reloaded and as I looked back through the scope the boy had a gun pointed at me.
My scope was aligned with his head. I pulled the trigger and nothing happened.
"It's jammed!" I said with realization.
BAM! A bullet hit my gun sending it flying.
"Time to run!"
Cartman held his hand over his head to block out the bullets. When the noise stopped he looked up to see Stan holding a gun breathing heavily.
Stan dropped the gun and slumped to floor.
"You ok Stan!" I called out.
Stan nodded.
"Good, now screw you guys I'm going the FUCK HOME!"
I got up to leave when Kyle spoke up.
"Cartman you can't leave!" said Kyle standing up coughing, his face coated in plaster.
"The cops are all dead," he continued," We are the only people that can stop him or her… or it." "WE are the only law left!"
I turned around my interest peaked." So I get to carry a badge?" Kyle nodded.
I sadistic grin came across my face. "And I have dare I say… Authoritie!"
"Yes, you'll have your mother fucking authoritie!" Kenny yelled.
"Then what are we waiting for cocksuckers?" I said gleefully.
Stan grabbed Barbrady's keys. He tossed them to me.
I tossed them back. "Get anything you can find in his car."
I walked over to principal whoever the fuck's corpse and got her keys.
"We drive in style, but Kyle can walk." I said smirking.
"I am not fucking walking to… by the way where are we going?" Asked Kyle.
"I'll tell you on the way." I said kicking open the door.
The four boys stepped into the hallway to see kids running everywhere. Teachers were grabbing their coats trying to get the hell out of there. Didn't you hear? Two people got murdered. The fuck are you doing still reading?
The boys ran down the hall past screaming crying and laughing kids.
They made it to the parking lot and made for Principal Whoever the fucks car.
Cartman unlocked it and sat in the driver's seat. He opened the glove compartment grabbed some books and sat on them.
"You still haven't said where we are going." Said Kenny as Stan got in the car carrying a box.
"To the hospital!" said Cartman putting on shades that were hanging from the visor.
"If that teenager can id the killer so much easier for us."
"I can't believe we are actually going o do this shit!" moaned Kyle from the back seat.
"We are going to all get killed; we'll just be a chalk outline on some back alley!"
Kenny slapped him. "Get a hold of yourself Goddammit; the killer was after Barbrady because Barbrady could id him or capture him. Now he thinks we are going to try and capture him. To be safe he has to kill us!"
"He's right." Said Stan,"For us to survive he has to die!"
"OK gentlemen!" piped Cartman.
"If this touching family talk is over I would like to get moving before I hit puberty."
Cartman pulled the car out of the lot and headed to Hell's Pass Hospital.
Doctor Carlisle was in an elevator riding from the first floor to the 12th. He was singing along to the elevator music. Thriller! Thriller Night! Nobody's gonna save you from the beast about to strike. Thriller! Thriller Ni-
Suddenly the elevator halted. "Damn thing never works right." He muttered.
He pushed the emergency button. Nothing happened so he bent down and pressed it repeatedly.
When stood back up he saw through the closed door's reflection a cloaked figure.
He turned around, and when he did the person cut his throat.
The doctor clasped his bleeding throat, the blood gushing through his fingers. He couldn't speak and just gurgled trying to form words. That only increased the blood flow.
Inside his mind the doctor knew he was going to die.
He slid to the floor his red blood dripping over his lab coat.
He hit the floor and looked up to see the killer.
The cloaked figure then kicked the doctor hard in the gut with his steel toe boot.
The doctor moved no more.
The four boys got out of the car and Stan dropped the box on the pavement. They were in the Hell's Pass Hospital Parking lot.
"What did you jack from Barbrady?" asked Kenny.
Stan pulled out a lead pipe, a sawed off shotgun and 4 bullets, a- "Samurai Sword!!" said Eric in surprise.
"Barbrady was ¼ Japanese," said Stan.
The last item in the box was a bow and arrow. "That looks like your uncle Jimbo's Bow and arrow!" said Kyle stepping closer for a good look. "It is," said Stan,"Barbrady must have confiscated it back when hunting was illegal for that year."
Cartman picked up the sword, Kenny grabbed the shotgun, Kyle took the bow and arrow and Stan picked up the pipe.
The four boys made their way to the hospital, and when the stepped through the doorway the saw the receptionist slumped over the front counter, blood dripping from the back of her dress
"I think we had better hurry," Said Cartman as he lifted his sword into an offensive position.
Kyle notched an arrow as they headed for the elevator and the beginning of the greatest and most horrible week of their lives.
"God I hate Mondays." Said Cartman as the elevator door slid open to reveal a dead doctor with blood coming out of his neck.
Wow that was a good chapter.
I hoped you liked it. I wanted to step it up a notch with some of the violence cause I know that's what you love.
I want everyone that reads this to review because it not only helps me but it helps you get any positive or negative comments of your chest.
In the next chapter we will find who or what is causing the murders and why!