Blake ditched school. Without any spare thought she had just walked by the building. She didn't even look at it.

The brunette knew she was in big trouble once her parents found out but there was something she had to take a look at and now was the best time. Right before the school building was completely out of her sight, she gave it one last look over her shoulder. For a moment she thought about turning around and going to class but then she felt the sting on her cheek from last night and kept walking.

Blake hadn't even told Butters about what she was doing right now. This was part of her very own plan and just in case things went south, like she figured they usually go in south park, he wouldn't get grounded for that at least.

It was a long and uneventful walk. All the children were in school. Some adults gave her weird looks and she heard a few asking why she wasn't in school but she ignored them with her default blank stare in place.

So finally after a couple of hours walking Blake reached her destination. She looked up at the intimating building. The windows had iron bars and the door was made from heavy looking metal. A building made for prisoners.

Getting her shit together and clutching the notepad with pen in her pocket Blake walked forward entering the building. Just like in the police station, the reception was hidden behind panzer glass.

"What is a kid like you doing here, especially during school hours?"

Partly Blake didn't know herself it was kind a spur of the moment thing and partly she was surprised no one had dragged her back to school yet. She stared blankly at the man behind the glass for a moment before pulling out the notepad and scribbling down a sentence.

- I am here to visit Trent Boyett -

"That kid huh? Alright then, little kid. Go on through security. The visiting room will be the first one on the right when you pass."

Blake nodded and went on. The security check was easy to pass but as she expected she had to leave her phone an keys with them. Thankfully she was allowed to keep her notepad and pencil as her way of communicating.

Once she entered the visit room she found it just like what she saw a few times on TV. A Table row with separated cabins divided the room in two sides. A heavy glass wall supported the fact as it was placed in a way like a see-through wall. A wall under the tables made sure that no one could snug anything under them to the other side. The table row itself was divided in small booths. Each one had an old fashioned phone as a means to communicate with the other side.

The brunette took a look around and noticed that no other visitors were around. She figured that it was probably because of the time she was here. So instead of standing awkwardly around she took a seat and waited. A bit nervous Blake toyed around with the notepad in her hands. Yes she may have wanted to check this boy out in person but somehow that idea started to seem dumb to her. Oh god what if she made a mistake and end up on that kid's bad side?! Wait time farts! If this ends bad Blake would just fart herself back to this morning and go to school like nothing happened. With that in her mind she nodded to herself feeling just a bit calmer than before.

A shrill noise was heard and brown eyes nervously watched how a heavy door opened beyond the glass. The blond boy she had seen from pictures was escorted in. Their eyes meet instantly and Blake could see the surprise and wonder in his.

The guard stood by the door eyeing his charge as Trent took the seat in front of her. Reaching for the phone Blake trapped hers between her shoulder and head as she readied her notepad while Trent simply held his in place.

"Who the hell are you? And why visit me?"

Blake blinked, staring at him quietly. She started to scribble something down but stopped when she heard him talk again through the phone.

"You're the new kid in town, aren't you? Shouldn't you be going to school like a good kid and not visit someone like me?"

A questioning look entered her face as she stared at the blond kid before her. Did she image it or was there a hidden undertone.

"Don't look at me like that. I have my own ways to find out what's going on outside of these walls. How else am I supposed to keep track on those fuckers that got me in here!"

Distinctly she heard the guard through the phone yelling something along the lines of "watch your language young man" but it was ignored.

Flipping the other paper over Blake started to write something down on her notepad anew before showing it towards Trent. She watched how he first looked curious before he scowled.

"Look I am not a pyromaniac if that is what you're asking! It was those damn assholes. They said they could put it out but didn't. And the second time was not my fault either!"

Anger was in his voice and when the guard reminded him once again about his language, she saw him flip the man off. She sniggered, feeling reminded of Craig but still nodded in understanding.

- You still want revenge on them? -

"Oh hell yeah. These little shits are going to pay! Do you have any idea how many fucking fun adventures I missed out because I am here? I would have made a fucking awesome knight or super hero or even villain in those last ones!" It seems the guard was not giving up about reminding Trent about his language but was as always ignored.

Blake felt kind of sorry for him. She had listened to Butters stories about some of their adventures. They all sounded like fun and she could understand why Trent felt sad not having been part of that.

- What about the sixth graders you beat up? -

"Look the assholes send them to stop me. So I had to get rid of them." He looked like a mix of being proud of himself and a little ashamed of what he did. "I call it self-defense but honestly who cares if these asshole sixth graders get their asses handed back to them."

Well she could agree to that. It still made her feel cautious. That boy beat them up alone. Blake was only brave enough to face them when her friends where at her side or she had help. Alone she didn't have much chance but to flee or find ways to escape. Her time farts were a big help in that regard.

"You're not much of a talker are you?" She blinked and gave him a blank stare. That was probably answer enough as Trent Boyett chuckled.

"Let me ask a question in return." She watched him curious and motioned for him to continue.

"Why are you really here New Kid? I know this isn't some kind of charity thing. People easily forget that I am still around." He smirked, taking on a superior aura as if he knew more than he let one. "So tell me why a super hero turned evil would be interested in someone like me?"

Blake let herself smirk as she rested her chin on her folded hand, giving of a certain aura that even the guard picked up on from beyond the glass. The man was eyeing her suspiciously.

Trent didn't sound that mean as the articles and rumors made him look but he seemed to have a specific group of kids on his radar he wanted to get revenge on. Aside from the revenge part Blake started to like him a bit plus he seemed to have an interesting information network going for him, just what she needed to get her own little revenge and her own plan started.

"Penny for your thoughts?" The blond boy's voice resounded from the phone and Blake just smiled. She may not know who he wanted revenge on but she wanted to let him play with them. Maybe it was pity or maybe she just understood how it was to be trapped with no way out, but her decision about Trent Boyett was made.

Worry had spread under the Freedom Pals as they exchanged looks. Especially when they caught Cartman's smug face. School had been normal but they all noticed who was missing. Their teacher didn't seem to be bothered much by it but the rest of them were.

Douchebag had been missing throughout every class and even Butters had looked around worried. Even though they all acted like nothing was wrong in the end it was obvious that they all wondered what was going on, especially since Tweek said he had seen her going by the school building this morning.

Kyle was quick to question Cartman. He wasn't the only one thinking that the fat kid had something to do with it. But the jerk didn't give away anything just his smug look and his usual declaration with the not so hidden arrogant meaning of 'I am better than you guys'.

So their school day ended kind of with Kyle and Cartman making a bet on who finds out first what Douchebag was up to. Not that that was anything new for the two but Stan couldn't help but face palm while some of the others groaned.

"It's Coon vs Freedom Pals again guys." Clyde mentioned on their way home after making sure no one was overhearing them.

"As if that's anything new." Token added before looking pointedly at Kyle. "Only this time it's his fault."

"Shut up Token!" Kyle snapped still mad at a certain fatass. "You guys also feel like he has something to do with Douchebag not coming to class today."

After a moment of silence Stan spoke up. "You know maybe it's his fault that Dou- I mean Buttlord turned evil. I think she was pretty pissed with him for the whole kidnapping her parents thing."

"Who wouldn't be pissed?" Kenny added muffled as he played with the strings of his parker. He tried to make his worry not as obvious. She had seemed fine last night. Fine enough to help Butters out even though he didn't see her face to face.

"Let's just regroup later and look for her." Kyle muttered partly determent to beat Cartman and partly worried about their friend.

It was only a little bit later that the Freedom Pals were scattered around town. Human Kite had taken to look around town from higher places, though without Buttlord it was definitely harder getting up buildings.

Toolshed was seen around the neighborhood. Sometimes he would ask some passing adults if they had seen a kid with short brown hair and blue hoodie. Sometimes he would use Buttlord significant outfit to find out more. He was also in contact with Callgirl exchanging information. The female hero seems to be as worried as them but with a different reason.

Wonder Tweek and Super Craig were in the industrial part of the town. They were checking out the stores and other hang out places with not much success. Craig also partly tried to keep Tweek as calm as possible since the boy seemed to be twitchier than usually.

Captain Diabetes was looking around the playground and asking the little kids if they knew anything while Tuperware was aimlessly wandering around. Searching in paces the others weren't covering and Doctor Timothy was at their base trying in his own way to find her while Fastpass raced through the town.

No one really knew where Mysterion was searching but they guessed he might be looking in the shadier parts of the town.

And Mosquito well... His kryptonite had him caught up again. So while all his friends were out their searching for a girl that might be in big trouble, he was sitting in Raisins enjoying the company and eating some chicken wings.

Completely charmed Mosquito wasn't even aware of the text messages and calls his friends send around to share information. His focus was on the girls as he retold a slightly modified version of their last adventure.

"Oh wow that is so cool ~" One of the Raisins Girls cooed. "Would you like to have another round of chicken wings, sweetie?"

Not noticing that the girls were merely getting money out of him Mosquito agreed willingly his eyes trailing over his company. It was most likely a matter of time until one of his friends would come and get him again or tell him to get out of there. He did think about reporting that there wasn't any sign of Douchebag around Raisins but he didn't want to hear Human Kite or any of the others telling him off again.

"Hybrid dear, please bring us the chicken wings?" Despite being charmed Mosquito's ears peaked up.

"A new girl?" He questioned curios as he tried to spot the one they called Hybrid.

"Mercedes brought her in today. She is still in training." The girl on his right answered bored before taking on a sweater tune. "Why don't you tell us more about your great achievements?"

The girls question was ignored as he tried to get a look at the girl. Mosquito only got a glimpse of the girl as she brought by a plate of chicken wings. She didn't even spare him a glance as she just dumped the plate on the table and left again without a word. He sweat dropped at her un-raisins-like behavior yet something about that girl was familiar to him he just couldn't pin point what.

"Hybrid! You need to smile when you make contact with customers!" He heard Mercedes reprimand the new girl. He looked over his shoulder just in time to see the new girl flip her off. Well that surely was one kind of a Raisins Girl.

"You have to excuse her." The girl on his right started, having noticed him watching the new girl. "Mercedes said she is a new type they are testing out."

"New type?" The hero asked curios before he reached for his drink, still thinking about why that girl seemed too familiar.

"Yea, it's a totally boring type but you would make anything look better!" The girl to his left chimed in, trying to boost up his ego with her sweet words.

"The silent wild type, I think Porsche got that idea from an anime." Suddenly it made click in Mosquitos head as he got his drink into his air pipes and started coughing violently. He hit his own chest a few times until he could breathe again. Relishing a little in the fact that the Raisins Girls were fussing over him before his eyes searched out the new girl once more.

He had to bring the others here, otherwise they probably wouldn't even believe him!

Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Again I am sorry for my english, I am not a native speaker.

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