Amidst the center of infinity, a place of everything and a place of nothing stand the guardians of the three dimensions.
Arista the ambassador of earth, the one responsible for all and whatever is going on in the planet. The only woman in the council. Her silver hair falls down to her curved waist, a strand tuck away behind pointy ears, an elegant, gown made of autumn leaves covers her moss colored figure.
Hanniel the ambassador of heaven. He is dressed in a white suit, the bangs of his green hair covers a part of his brown eyes, his white, beatific, wings are folded neatly on his back.
And Satan the ambassador of hell.
The most powerful beings that God had entrusted to govern over the three rings of the world were faced with a serious predicament.
"We are in deep, shit here!" Arista groans putting her foot up on the marble table in front of her
Hanniel rolled his eyes, "don't curse in front of an angel, bitch."
The earth guardian flipped the angel off and turned to Satan.
"Well, red, do you have any ideas on how we can resolve this?"
The guardian of Hell heaved a heavy sigh, "I don't know, Arista, God!" he wiped his face with a hand, "We've always thought it would happen, we just…"
"We just didn't know that it actually would." Hanniel finished for him, his face looking annoyingly calm.
"Gentlemen, we have got to find a way to prevent this abomination from happening!" Arista speaks, "if the resurrection becomes a success it would be the end of everything!"
"We shan't need to panic." Hanniel says, "We may still have the chance to stop this."
"He's right, hope is not yet lost," Satan agrees, "we may still win this if we…if we manage to find them."
"Of course." Arista concurs, "The warriors who were assigned to stop the unthinkable right even before they were born; the guardians."
As soon as she mentioned that particular word it's almost as if the light of hope seem to shine in the place again.
"Yes. I am confident that the guardians would be able to help us withstand this, unfortunately," Hanniel brushed his bangs out of his eye and tucked it behind his ear, "we haven't a clue on where to find them."
"Oh yeah," Satan leans back dejected, "all we know is that they're all on earth but that's all we know."
"It may not be much but it's enough." Arista says, a hint of determination in her voice, "if their on earth then I will be able to find them."
"No, Arista," Satan gently places a hand on her shoulder, "you mustn't turn your back on your real responsibility as the advocate of earth."
"Satan is right," Hanniel says, "we must find someone else to find the chosen people for us."
"While I wholeheartedly agree," Arista says, "who can we find in such a terribly short notice."
Satan simply smiled, "don't worry I think I got it covered."
Meanwhile, back on earth, the students of South Park High are faced with their own predicament.
Getting ready for the school's Halloween party.
"NO! NO ! NO! That doesn't go there!" Wendy whines, the jack-o-lanterns are suppose to go next to the buffet table, damn it!"
"Jesus, stop pressuring me!!!" Tweek snaps, but moves the decorations anyway.
"I'm sorry Tweeky." The raven haired girl sighs, "I just want everything to be perfect."
"Yeah, Dude, you know how bat-shit- crazy Wendy get's when it comes to organizing events." Bebe remarks from her place high, up in the ladder hanging fake cobwebs, and paper bats.
"It's called being a good organizer." Wendy huffed placing her arms to her chest.
"No," Bebe climbs down the ladder, "it's called being bat-shit-crazy."
"Alright, if you're done being a bitch we can wrap this up and finish everything tomorrow."
She tells everyone in the whole gym to get ready to head out which resulted in all of them heaving a relief sigh.
Wendy rolls her eyes, "God, don't be so dramatic."
The three friends, Wendy, Bebe and Tweek decided to have some ice cream before heading home.
"Thanks again for helping out guys." Wendy smiles sweetly, "you guys are true friends."
"Yeah, you forced us to help you." Bebe replies rolling her eyes, "we wouldn't have if we had a choice."
"You bribed me with coffee!" Tweek adds playing with his sundae.
Wendy shrugs then turns to look at her watch, "oh crap!"
"What's wrong?" both blondes asked at their friends sudden burst.
"Ugh, I forgot I'm suppose to tutor someone today!" she groans, "and I'm 20 minutes late."
"You should, Ngh, go ahead." Tweek says, "I need to go home too."
"Yeah." Bebe agrees "I still have to get my costume ready."
The three went on their separate ways.
Tweek headed straight home in fear that something freaky will happen again. As soon as he entered his house he finds the whole place surrounded by boxes.
"What's going on?" He asks in confusion, "Oh God! We're not moving are we!?!"
"No, sweetie, we're not moving." His mom explained, "We're just giving away stuff we don't need anymore."
"Yeah, and now that you're here you can get some stuff from your room." His dad tells him handing him a box.
Tweek went on to his room.
"Oh god! What am I suppose to put in here?" He asks to an empty room, "Oh man! This is way too much pressure!"
He decides that he can practically find more junk in his closet so he went there first. Sure enough he found enough items to put in the box. An old, worn out shirt, that didn't fit him anymore, old coffee magazines…don't ask, some old toys and…
"Oh, I thought I lost this!" He picks up a green colored note book and flipped through the pages. One particular page caught his attention.
The Bee and the Butterfly
By: Tweek Tweak and Phillip Pirrup.
Pip…
Back then it was just the three of us. Butters, Pip, and me.
His vision starts to get blurry and he realizes that he's crying as soon as the tears fell smearing the page of the notebook.
"What happened to you?" Tweek whispered gently caressing the certain page, "why did you have to go?"
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Eric Cartman reveled in the smell of freshly cut vegetables. He had been finding refuge in cooking the moment his mom taught him how to cook, and in his music. Everything in his life has been going right. He had changed a lot since the 5th grade both physically and mentally. He didn't change completely; he was still the same, but in a very different way.
Ever since he met her it was as if he fucking saw the light.
"Amelia…"
"Eric, honey."
"GAH!!! JESUS! Mom, don't scare me like that!!!" He snaps picking up the knife he'd just drop.
"I'm sorry, baby." His mom apologized "but one your friends are here."
And needless to say there was Tweek.
"Hey, spazz." Cartman greeted somewhat warmly, "anything you need?"
"Yeah," Tweek answers, "is…Uh…is Marjorine home?"
"Yeah she's up in her room getting her costume ready." He answers rolling his eyes, "fucking, queer."
"Thanks Eric," Tweek smiles and hurried up stairs.
Marjorine stared at herself in the mirror. She gently touches her own reflection looking at the beautiful girl standing in front of her.
Now, you might be wondering why the hell Marjorine is living at the Cartman residence. Well, the thing is, ever since Butters realized she felt better being Marjorine than being himself, he…she and her parents haven't been on good terms.
And Eric, with much convincing with his mom reluctantly allowed her to stay. Six months before that, his cousin Elvin had to stay with them because of a terrible accident that was inflicted on their family. The Cartman residence now holds four people. Secretly, Cartman is thankful. Every time his mom runs off to God's no where, he appreciate the company and the feeling of not literally being alone anymore.
And they have all been good to Marjorine specially Leanne who had always wanted a daughter. ("That's why I didn't mind it when poopikins used to cross-dress." "Meehm!")
And Marjorine had been living happily in her new home. But sometimes she can't help but get that bitter feeling about her parents once in a while, like today.
We stopped being a family…no we were never a family. She thought bitterly, "they just couldn't stand the fact that they couldn't control me anymore!" she glazed angrily at the mirror but her expression changed as soon as she saw Tweek.
"Oh, hamburgers! Tweek ho…how'd you get in my mirror!?!" she stuttered.
"Uh, I'm over here." The boy said in a baffled tone giving his friend a look.
"Oh, sorry about that!" she smiles whilst turning to him, "being able to see ghosts kinda made me a little pa…paranoid, you see?"
"Yeah, I imagine." Tweek mumbled taking a seat on her bed, "anyway, I'm here to talk to you about something."
"Hmm what about," she asked sitting down next to him.
"About Pip." Tweek answered without missing a beat.
There was moment of silence between the two, and both of them swore the atmosphere got a little heavier.
"Wh…what about him." Marjorine finally asked trying to stop her voice from cracking.
"Can…" Tweek swallowed a lump in his throat, "Can you talk to him?"
Marjorine stared at Tweek.
"Hear me out," Tweek said before Marjorine could reply, "you can communicate with spirits, right? And well, maybe his spirit is still, you know with us and maybe there's a chance that…"
"I can't." Marjorine interrupted in a dejected voice.
Tweek looked down looking just as sad, "you can't."
The transvestite sighed, "I already tried." She clears, "believe me, the moment I discovered I could...I already tired. But…I can't find him."
"Oh." Was the only thing that came out of Tweek's mouth because, really, what the hell is he going to say?
"I'm sorry, Tweek I'm sorry Pip" she whispered leaning on Tweek's twitching body.
"Yeah," Tweek whispered, "me too."
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Craig couldn't put a finger on it. (He couldn't hold a middle finger up for it like he used to do.)
He didn't know why but he just started feeling depress. Everything had been fine earlier, school was so and so, and surprisingly, things went well with his family. He called Tweek's house to ask if the boy could hang out. But Mrs. Tweak had answered instead and tells Craig that he went over at the "Cartman boy's" house.
Probably to see Marjorine. He thought resentfully. Don't get him wrong, Marjorine was ok in his book, hell even before when she was still Butters, she's one of his best friends. But sometimes he can't help but have a bitter thought that she's stealing Tweek from him.
It's was your own damn fault, anyway.
"Shut up."
You pushed him away
"I took him back in the group."
You hurt his feelings.
"I apologized."
But you knew things weren't going to be the same after that.
Craig clenches his fist.
Even though the two of you are friends again you know there's still a fucking, huge wall between you two
Craig shifts in his seat.
You built that wall, you know. Because you were too fucking afraid of your fucking feelings.
He grinds his teeth.
You had to be a coward.
"Just shut up."
And now, even though you hang out almost everyday, you know that things between aren't like they used to, anymore.
"Please shut up."
Face it: You lost him.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP." He finally snaps pounding his fist on the couch.
"Dude!" he hears Clyde's voice, "I haven't even said anything yet, Jesus!"
"'the fuck are you doing here?" Craig asked as his friend sat next to him.
"I don't know why, but" Clyde sighs, "I just suddenly remembered my parent's divorce and got all depress." He allows himself to sink into the sofa, "which is weird because I haven't thought about it since I was eight. Anyway I wanted to hang out with someone and your house was the nearest so," he shrugs.
Craig just rolled his eyes and flipped Clyde off.
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Kyle was depressed.
Stan was depressed.
And Kenny was pissed and depressed.
But none of them knew why.
The boys were hanging out at Stark's Pond. Shoes removed and feet soaking in the water.
"Damn it!" Kenny mumbled annoyingly, "I don't get it! Why do I feel like this?!?"
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Stan mutters, "I remember, one bad memory. And suddenly I feel like a black cloud is hovering over me."
"Maybe it's the weather." Kyle suggested looking up at the clear sky, "never mind."
"It's like something heavy is surrounding me." Stan says and it's making me feel sadder and darker.
Like the voices of those poor people I keep hearing in my dreams.
Like my parents reaction when they first saw those expensive things in my room thinking I stole them.
Like his pain through his music.
The three heaved a sigh.
Then the first drop of rain started to fall.
"I was right," Kyle said, "about the weather."
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"That's funny," Wendy said looking out from her window, "it was sunny a moment ago."
She heaved a sigh and plopped on her bed but not before grabbing her clip board to arrange whatever needs to be arranged for the party.
Before she died, my grandma usually helps me out with these things
"Grandma…" she whispers tears threatening to fall. "UGH! This is stupid!" she scolds herself, "she died when I was 10! I already got over it."
She didn't understand why her grandma suddenly entered her thoughts making her feel lost and sad.
And the weather isn't helping at all.
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"The weather isn't helping!!!" Bebe exclaimed looking out her bedroom window. She huffed annoyingly and plopped herself on the bed.
The sound of her parents fighting still echoed through the walls.
She didn't know what they were fighting about again and frankly she doesn't care.
At least not anymore.
She just wants them to stop because their voices were getting loud and irritating and it's making her feel angry, annoyed and…
And sad.
"The weather isn't helping." She whispers closing her eyes.
It takes a second, faster than a second, for the rain to stop. She breathes a sigh and get's up walking to her window.
She opened the curtains and saw that it stopped raining. However dark clouds still filled the sky.
"Damn it!"
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"What the hell is wrong with you two?" Eric asked as he escorts Tweek and Marjorine down stairs.
He had already finished the dish he was testing and he wanted his friends to try it.
Mrs. Cartman had gone on to fetch Elvin from his (obviously canceled) soccer practice. So it was just the three of them in the house.
"Gosh, I really don't know." Marjorine said, "We just felt really sad all of a sudden."
Tweek agreed sitting himself in the dining table.
"Well I don't know what crawled up your asses." The brunette said setting his new creation on the table, "but I'm sure THIS will make you feel better."
The appetizing scent of the dish filled the room.
"Gosh, Eric, it smells delicious." Marjorine said.
"Yeah, and it looks good too." Tweek added, "This'll definitely make anyone feel better."
"Food usually does," Cartman says with a smug look on his face, "especially my cooking."
"Marge, what are you doing?" Tweek asked he sees Marjorine texting away on her cell.
"I'm gonna invite the guys over." She simply replies.
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Wendy still lay on her bed absentmindedly playing her locket. The buzzing of her cell phone causes her to snap out of it.
HEY! Come over.
Eric cooked something YUMMY!
Wendy smiles as she texted her reply. The feeling of sadness that was there before slowly disappearing.
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Kenny felt his cell buzz in his pocket. He got the gadget and read the message that was sent to him.
"Alright!" he says with a grin.
"What?" Stan asked looking up at him, "someone is SEXTING with you again."
"No, smart ass." The blonde replies, "Marjorine is inviting us over, she said Eric's cooked something again."
"Yeah" Stan says I got the same maessage." Stan says holding his own cellphone.
" Me too. The Jack ass probably wants to use us as testersr" Kyle mumbles though a hint of smile is etched on his face.
"Well, I'm not the one to turn down free food." Kenny says putting his shoes back on.
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"Hey Marge wants us to come over." Clyde says putting his cell back in his poket being unusually careful not to hurt the thing.
"Yeah, she texted me too." Craig said checking his phone.
"So are you going?"
Craig shrugs.
"Twee's gonna be there."
"Fine let's go."
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Bebe stared angrily at the clouds.
"Come on!" she murmerd glaring out her window, " I want it sunny damn it! SUNNY!" she heaves a sigh and gives upk walking away from her window. Her cell rang indicating that someone sent her a message. Quickly flippinf it open she reads the message.
She ponders for a moment and decides to head out.
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"We got you at free food didn't we." Cartman smirks as Kenny enters the house.
"shut up," Kenny replies rolling his eyes. Stan and Kyle behind him.
The three entered the kitchen and swa that everyone else was already there.
"Finaly." Clyde exclaims, "marjorine wouldn't let us eat unless all of us are the food smells so good I couldn't take it!"
"There, there." Marjorine cooed petting Clyde's head.
"Alright, bitches." Cartman announced, "dig in."
A few minutes after eating the guys decided to hang out and watch a movie in eric's room.
"That's funny." Clyde suddenly says.
"What's up?" Tweek asks turning to him.
"I don't know about you guys but I was feeling really depress earlier but now I feel, well, fine." He explained.
"Yeah I was feeling down in the dumps too." Bebe said, "but now everything's better."
"And it's all thanks to my delicious masterpiece." Cartman smirks causing the others to playfully throw pillows at him.
"Seriously, you need to fucking respect my authoritiy." Cartman laughs dodging the pillows.
" I don't know guys," Clyde says in all seriousness as soon as everyone calmed down "but I have a feeling it has something to do with us. Like the depression went way as soon as we all got together in one place." He explains with a grin on his face.
"It's like…being together makes the sadness go away."
There was a moment of thoughtful silence until,
"That's gay, dude. That's really gay."
Night has fallen in South Park and almost everyone is getting ready to call it a day. However in the far end of the shadows, a dark aura fills the atmosphere.
"Are you sure it's them?" an eerie voice whispers in the dark.
"Yes, I'm positive they were affected with the spell. They felt the first sign." Another creepy voice replied.
"Good." The first voice said, "we need to act before it's too late."
"Well then," a new voice speaks causing the two to jump in shock. His voice was more human though there was a hint of cold darkness in the tone.
" I guess, you're too late." He whispers, menacingly in the ears of one of the creatures before slashing it's throat with his knife. As soon as he finished off the first one he quickly hacked the throat of the second creature causing both of them to fall, bloody, on the ground.
The killer then placed the blood covered kife in his pocket not caring if it stained.
He knelt down and leaned closer to the bodies.
"Thanks for finding them for me." He sneered before dissinigrating their bodies completely.
He looked around to check if anybody saw before disappearing in a flash.
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A few days later, under the same night sky, a festive atmosphere fills the air. It's been a whole week and finaly it was the moment everyone, specially Wendy has been wating for: The school's Halloween party.
"It's gonna be EPIC!" Bebe says excitedly side by side with Wendy to the school their pinkies intwined together.
"Yeah!!!" Wendy agrees even more excited , " I poured my whole blood, sweat and tears to organize this event, I would be pissed if anything bad happens. PISSED!"
"Ok…" Bebe says nervously backing away.
The two soon arrived at the school quickly heading to the Gym. Since they both decided to arrive "fashionably late." They were expecting the place to be already packed by students and anybody else the students decide to bring along.
They were expecting loud music blasting thorught the speakers and people dancing and having fun.
Basically, they were expecting a party.
What they got, the moment they entered the Gym, however, was complete and utter silence.
The decorations were placed to where they should be, the buffet table was complete with food and two bowls of punch.
Everything seemed to be in order.
Except fot he fact that only Stan, Kenny, Clyde, Marjorine, Eric, Kyle, Craig and Tweek, showed up.
"What the fuck is going on here?!?" Wendy exclaims, "where the fuck is everyone!?!"
"We have no idea!" Stan answers, "We all went together and we thought we were just too early so we decided to wait but it's been 3 hours and you two were the only who showed up."
"Are you kidding me." Wendy says in a passive tone.
"Well, why didn't you leave?" Bebe asked. "Why'd you wait for so long?"
"We tried to leave," Kyle explains, "but we can't"
"We tried opwning the door but I won't budge." Cartman explains further.
"Yeah, and it looks like you're trap too." Clyde states before suffing his face with some nachos.
"What are you talking about the door's not even," Bebe turned to see that the door was shut close. "OH No! oh, Jesus, NO!" she quicly rushed to the door and just as she feared it wouldn't open. "Oh, God damn it!" she turned to the others, "WE'RE TRAPPED!"
"Yeah, we can see that." Craig says in bored tone.
"WHY AREN"T YOU PANICKING?" she asked in an exasperated tone.
"we already did but we grew tired so now, we're just bored." Kenny shrugs fixing himself some punch.
"Then what the hell are we supposed to do, then?" She asked which in turn made the other's shrug. "UGH! Wendy help me out here!" she turned at her best friend and saw that the other girl was in a world of her own.
"My party…" Wendy mumurs looking out of it, "no one showed up…"
"Wendy this is not the time to be worrying about the party." Bebe says weakly a sweat drop appearing on her head.
"Hey, come on guys!" Kenny suddenly says grinning, "things will look up eventually."
"And it just did." They heard a voice said.
"GAH! Who said that?" Tweek exclaimed nervously.
Eveyone felt a sudden chill run through their bodies, a cold gush of wind then rushes throught them as the door slammed open.
"Hey guys!" A boy smirks at them and by the way he looks they're guessing that he's their age, "did you miss me?"
Eveyone stared in confussion for a while before realization filled their eyes.
"Damien." Kenny whispers not believing what he was seeing.
"Hey, Kenny!" Damien walks inside, "been a while since you last visited us, huh?"
"Are you the one who trapped us?" Kenny asked, "what the hell do you want?"
The son of Satan simple grinned, 'Ok, , yeah I'm the one who trapped you here and I'm also the one who took care of anything so only the 10 of you would show up, because I needed to gather you in one place," he explained, "But I'm not the one who needs something from you guys, I was just asked to find you."
"By who?" Cartman asks in a confused and slightly scared tone.
"Oh," Damien says grinning, "you'll see."
And before any of them could protest they were all transported to a place unbeknownst to them.
"wh…what? What the hell! Where the hell are we?" Stan murmurs looking around.
"Hey, dad!" Damien calls, "I got what you want."
Suddenly Satan, along with Arista and Hanniel appeared.
"you did well my son." Satan gives Damien a loving smile, "we shall discuss your reward when I Get home."
"Awesome" the anti-christ smirks, "See you losers later." He calls before disappearing in a firey exit.
"Hello there." Arista greets.
"We've been expecting you." Satan then says.
"You've been expecting us?" Stan says in disbelief, "but why?"
"What the hell is going on?" Cartman demands, "what do you want from us?"
"We want nothing more from the ten of you," Hanniel said in a gentle yet authoritive tone, "but for you to fulfill your destiny."
END OF PART ONE
A/N: Hey guys thanks for bearing with me again! I know the story may seem WTF-ish at first but hang in there ok. But if you did like it please give me a commenty. Reviews are much appreciated!
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