Chapter 5: Children from The Past

Cartman's house, 1:45 a.m…

SALT… SALT… SALT!... SALT!

"Ugh… Uh?"

Kyle slowly recovered himself from the beating, opening his blurry eyes as he analyzed the new situation he was involved in.

"Congrats, my little cauliflower… At last, you have awoken..."

In front of his face, he could see the same shadow figure standing in a normal distance from him, with the thin one sitting on an empty chest and the big one supporting his back on the wall.

After seeing him, he immediately wanted to punch him so hard in the face, but after trying to got up from the chair, he noticed that he couldn't.

"Hehe, don't you even bother… I have made sure that you don't escape from me this time around..."

"What?"

Kyle asked confused, noticing he was handcuffed to the chair, with a strong rope tied through all his torso and his hands just so he couldn't leave from there. Kyle tried to free himself, but it was unuseless, it's a really strong rope.

"(*Sigh), Is tied tight…. Dammit..." Kyle said disappointed

"Well… It has been a long time Kyle… I wasn't going to just let you ruin the mood for a great night, am I right?"

"Grr… F*ck you dude! Just because I'm tied to a chair doesn't mean I can't kick your ass…"

"Tsh, We'll see…"

"Kyle?"

Hearing that voice, Kyle noticed that Stan was on his left side. He had just woken up from his unconsciousness as well.

"Stan! You're fine!" He exclaimed happily

"Yeah, but… Why are you tied in a chair?"

"Dude, look at you!"

"Why? What do I h-...Wait… Oh sh*t, I'm also tied to a chair!" Stan exclaimed surprised as well

"Jiji…"

The thin one chuckled a bit.

"Hey! What's so funny?" Kyle asked to the thin creature

"Hehe, you'll see…" The tall one told him

"Hey dude, do you know what they're going to do to us?" Stan asked his friend.

"I don't know dude, they have been really quie-…"

"AH SH*T!"

Cartman suddenly woke up as well. He was also tied in a chair.

"Cartman!" Kyle called his name

"Kyle! Could you please explain to me why the f*ck Craig and the rest have tied me in a chair? The rope is twisting my intestines…" Cartman demanded angrily.

"Oh boy, here we go…" Stan said rolling his eyes.

"Cartman! This is not a joke! I don't know who these people are…"

"Oh friend, I think you know him too well..." Said the fat one without moving his gaze from him.

"Oh... Alright. And why now the edgy chubby has just said that huh? Is it part of the the script?" Cartman asked him angrily, but even Kyle couldn't tell him anything since he wasn't expecting a response from the big one.

"I… don't know…" He sincerely

"Ugh… my head..."

Kenny said as he woke up from his unconsciousness too.

"Kenny! You're also tied!" Stan exclaimed

"Stan? Wait, what the hell is happening?" Kenny asked confused about their situation.

"Finally, the last one has awoken, great… Now we can start…" The shadow figure said as he started walking to a part of the treehouse in order to grab a chair.

"Oh nothing Kenny. It's just Kyle hiding the plot of this cruel, elaborated prank against me…" Cartman told him.

"Cartman, I swear to God…" Kyle cursed him.

"He what? Um... Ugh, I can't move..." Kenny said

"Yeah, me too..." Stan added

"Welcome to the club you guys…" Cartman said rhetorically

Stan also noticed the shadow figure's presence, so he couldn't hesitate to ask his best friend about his intentions.

"Hey dude, what's your shadow stalker doing?"

"I don't have any idea…" Kyle sincerely told him

The shadow figure took one of the chairs scattered around the treehouse and sat on it in the center of the house, bringing all the attention to himself.

"Good night gentlemen…. At last… I can say… I'm happy to have ret-..."

"Suck my balls…"

Cartman interrupted the shadow figure with one of his favorite insults. He was obviously not interested in the conversation and wanted to beat his ass as soon as possible.

"…"

The shadow figure just ignored him and proceeded with his monologue.

"The restrictions of my place have made my return to these plains really difficult. Still, that doesn-..."

"Yeah, yeah, pretty cool Craig. Now what if you stop your dumb monologue and untie us from once sh*tface! except Kyle of course…"

"Cartman!" Kyle exclaimed angrily

"The shadow figure just tried to ignore him again.

"It was a matter of time to meet each other again, at this time around, in this stinky place, in this special circumstances. Of course, there could have been a great number of options to make this right and clean, but no, the only way to bring this important message was j-..."

"Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah! I don't wanna hear you! Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah! I don't f*cking care!" Cartman mockingly told him while singing.

"Cartman!" Kyle called him out again.

"What? It's true Kyle! God! Craig really knows how to make boring dumb monologues! You guys, I'm not gonna get p-…"

"(*Sigh…)"

The shadow figure shook his head as a sign of nuisance and, looking at his big companion, snapped his fingers in order to gain his attention and do whatever he was assigned to. The fatso captioned this and took a roll of duct tape from a spot of the treehouse, approaching Cartman carefully.

"Oh no Clyde. Don't even dare you Clyde! CLYDE! CLYD-mmmpmphpmpmphmpph…"

The fat one plugged Cartman's mouth with the duct tape, preventing him from speaking for now.

"Thank you very much… His piggy voice was starting to make me gag…" The shadow figure thanked his big companion.

"Mmmphhpgh(MOTHER F*CKER!)..." Cartman tried to say.

"Hey wait, wait a second. What are you talking about? Meeting each other… again? Dude! I don't even know you!" Kyle said

"Yeah, neither we do!" Stan added

"Yeah!" Kenny added a s well

"Answers will follow up shortly. If I were in your position, I would suggest to keep your mouths shut unless you wanna end up like the inflated..."

Cartman growled again in response.

"(*Sigh), Goddammit… Alright, please continue…" Kyle said.

"That's more like it…"

The main 4 have no other choice than to hear the shadow figure's monologue, with Kyle's nervosity rising progressively.

"You know. It's kinda funny, Kyle. All those little things... What you said about not knowing me, even after having tempered your own dreams and all that, it seems that you don't wanna recognize me at all. But don't you worry, let me refresh your own memories. I'm sure you'll finally find the answer. Am I right Broflovski?"

"Wait… He knows your surname… Dude, do you know this guy?" Stan asked to his best friend

"I… don't know…" Kyle sincerely said.

"Oh boy… I remembered that like it was yesterday. A lot and a lot of years in the past, I found myself trapped in an empty room, full of vague darkness, boxes and stuff no one wanted anymore. I didn't know who I ended up there, but the thing is I was there alone, confused, scared, afraid of my life and my security. But of course, I wasn't the only one…" The shadow figure told them.

"What?" Kyle said confused

"From a relatively far distance from my current position at that moment I found someone approaching me, someone with a big ass green hat, an orange sweater and a similar face of scare and confusion who couldn't be left unnoticed, even by the most ignorant of all…"

"Wait… Green hat… Orange sweater…" Kenny thought

"Hold on… hold o-..." Kyle tried to rationalize everything that his stalker was saying. Nonetheless, he continued.

"This kid was scared. I was scared. He just found me there and asked for my presence around those plains, however, I wasn't ready to even give him an answer. So I just did what I could've done tonight: I pushed him and ran away from there. However, right before I could do something else, two voices from beyond made me regain my interest in that little being…"

"How do you… know all that?" Kyle asked him again, but the shadow figure ignored him again.

"Voices, parental voices, screaming the name of Kyle, in the tone of worried people who have just lost something really important for their lives. Parents, of course…"

"I knew this has to be with you Kyle!" Cartman mumbled while trying to take the duct tape out of his mouth.

"What is he talking about dude?" Stan asked him again, but Kyle couldn't musitate any words. He was too scared of fearing the worst.

"I couldn't let that go, so I went as close as I could, following those voices until I decided to hide in one of the mirrors. There it was, that little sweet boy with the green hat, hugging what it looked like his so-called parents, yelling at him, crying with him, with that same worried voice, all the time, while the sound of SALT! SALT! and SALT! invaded my heart, right before I left. However, I never forgot that place. I never forgot about you… Kyle Broflovski…"

A great silence invaded the scene. A few seconds later Kyle broke down in a panic attack.

"Dude stop! Stop!"

"Kyle…" Stan didn't know what was happening, but the screams of his former friend weren't reassuring at all.

"No seriously, stop! HOW do you know all that stuff? HOW do you know my name? HOW do you know my surname? Just WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"

"Jijiji…"

The thin one started laughing slightly but surely, only to be ordered to stop by the shadow figure after he directed his gaze to him, in a clear sign of stop.

The shadow guy didn't reflect any emotion at all as he, with a raspy but clear voice, while finally removing the dark hood which he has been put in his face all this time, limited to saying just one thing.

"Because Kyle... For some reason or another... I was that kid who pushed you…

Because for some reason… I also ended up lost in that warehouse you dared to explore…

Because for some reason… I left that place… never to be seen again…"

Kyle opened his eyes wide and clean. His biggest trauma was about to come true.

"But now, even after the long time it has been… I've managed to return to this place again and now…

For some reason, you've changed a lot…

For some REASON, you're not alone anymore…

For some REASON, I'm alive…

For some godly unexplained f*cking REASON to sin…

I am... surely... that boy from your past..."

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Kyle's heart sank as much as it could through the bottom of his body. He didn't wanna believe it. He refused to believe it. It couldn't be that someone who he really never knew or who it was could have managed, years later, return back to see him again to tell of nothing.

This couldn't be real, that memory he knew it could not have really happened, he always thought that whatever happened in that attraction was just built up in his scared mind of those uncertain moments of complete insanity.

However, as much as he could not believe it, that guy just split his childhood trauma right in front of his friends' faces, as they could not tell if Kyle really knew this shadow guy or he was just crazy at all.

Nervous and hesitant, he dared to look at him again.

The shadow figure finally decided to strip out from his dark outfit to finally reveal his full clothing. It was what he expected to be. That same kid, with that yellow hat, his green jacket, his grayish pants, and his eyes, big yellow shiny eyes, it was too much of a coincidence to not think that he really was the kid that he saw in that warehouse a long time ago. Even the finest details can lead to unprecedented times.

The shadow guy noticed for sure Kyle's conflicted feelings about him.

"Don't worry Kyle… It can be really, really unbelievable at first. But I'm warning you, I'm still myself, although you should have been prepared when I gave you every single one of those signals, warning you about my inevitable return… But no, you just wanted to hang out with your friends…"

"Hey you! Whoever you are! What about if you stop?"

Stan said, standing up for his friend.

"Maybe if you weren't such a weirdo in black then maybe any of this could have been prevented…"

"Jijiji… CHA!"

The thin one laughed again.

"But since you're nothing but a nasty stalker, then of cour-..."

"Shh... Quiet Marsh, quiet… Don't let your anger run out again…"

Stan was about to say something else, but suddenly, that statement made him stop for one moment.

"Marsh… Marsh? What? How do you know my name?"

"Because Stan… Stanley Marsh… I know all of you too well…"

Now Stan was as confused as Kyle, but the shadow figure didn't stop himself there.

"Eric Cartman…"

Cartman also stayed up in confusion since the shadow figure knew his name too well.

"Kenny McCormick…"

Same thing to Kenny.

"And Kyle Broflovski…"

Now Kyle in his head there was only one question remaining.

"How do you know their names?... HOW DO YOU KNOW OUR FULL NAMES?"

"Jijijijiji… CHA HA HA HA!"

The thin one laughed one last time as the shadow guy finally revealed his full name, surprising everyone including Kyle himself.

"Isn't it obvious dude? Ugh... I'll make it simple for you...

My name… is also…

KYLE BROFLOVSKI…"

X/

"Wh….Wh…What?"

Kyle was astonished but the other Kyle just continued.

"I'm you Kyle… from a place far away from yours… A place more hidden, reigned by the shadows... But still… I'm you."

"He… Hehe… Impossible. You're… just another paranoid dude…" Kyle said with a nervous laugh.

"I'm not the only namesake around here…"

The other Kyle said as he snapped his fingers, his companions finally decided to remove their dark outfits to reveal their true identities.

"Stanley Marsh…"

:)

The thin one removed his dark hood to reveal himself as a doppelganger of Stan Marsh, with the difference of having a red hat with a pink grip and a dry red pompom, a purplish sweater, blueish gray pants, red blood gloves and purple bright eyes. On his face a confidently menacing smile was forming while still looking interestedly at Stan.

"and of course…Eric Cartman…"

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The big one did the same, revealing to have as clothing a grayish green hat covering his big head while being subject thanks to its strong cyan green grip and pompom, a red blood sweater, dark purplish pants and those green grayish eyes. On his face, however, there was a neutral expression of a closed reluctantly mouth and eyes looking indifferently to Cartman.

"What are you looking at faggot…?" Cartman mumbled between his growls.

"Dude, the fat guy… He looks pretty much like you…" Kenny told him.

"Kenny! Don't be stupid, Have you seen him? That faggot doesn't look like me at all. C'mon! I'm big boned and he's just full of fat…" Cartman said, removing the cell tape from his mouth.

Stan and Cartman's doppelgangers position themselves in an horizontal line alongside Kyle's, just to reaffirm more of their dominant status.

"We've been waiting... Looking... Resting for like hundreds of years until finding this place again. We've also calculated every single aspect of your daily lives to make sure that me and my gang couldn't miss this new visit to these nostalgic lands once more… And it surely feels great. His breath, so perfect…. THE REVERSED ONES HAVE FINALLY SAW THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN!"

Kyle's doppelganger screamed as the main 4 startled in confusion and fear. That guy surely was well out of clamp.

"It has been centuries…So goddamn long centuries… Sure, we have been qualified as freaks… Paranoids… EDGELORDS…"

Kyle's doppelganger looked at Cartman while saying that word.

"What? It's true dumbass…"

"But whatever the cases are…They don't matter anymore… I've found you… WE HAVE FOUND YOU ALL!... So now I wanna ask you something, Kyle Broflovski…"

His doppelganger approached him and touched him from his chin, raising it up so he can be front to front with his doppelganger since he was with his eyes looking to the floor in an unuseless effort to not believe that any of this was happening…

"Did you really forget about me?... Or are you too paranoid to admit my EXISTENCE…"

A big silence resonated through the treehouse.

Kyle just stood there, trembling. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't find a way to contradict him in all this. As his doppelganger took some back steps to let him process all this, his friends stood there looking at him, waiting for an explanation. His explanation.

His throat closed completely shut, his nerves were haunting his head. Did these people really calculate every movement he made during his day just to make this? A lock up?

They knew his name, his surname. Even the names and surnames of his fellow friends. Did they even know more? He couldn't say anything for sure about that, however, something was really clear for him.

Those weren't traumas at all. It wasn't some sort of imagination and surely wasn't his mind tricking him again. What he saw and experienced in that attraction was, beyond his belief, completely real.

And of course he knew that too well, 'cause the kid that he saw in there was now standing in front of him, only this time, their roles were swapped. Now HE was the one that didn't mumbled a word, staying still while looking hypnotized to his stalker's bright eyes.

"Kyle, what's just... happening here?" Kenny asked him concerned.

"Kyle, I swear to God, I'LL KICK YOU SO HARD IN THE NUTS IF YOU HAVE HIRED THESE PEOPLE TO JUST F*CK UP WITH ME!" Cartman angrily told him.

"Dude… Do you really like, really really know this guy?" Stan also asked him concerned.

Kyle didn't react or respond to any of his friends' questions and demands. He didn't really have something clear to just go and tell, not even in these conditions. Still, they were his longtime friends,and they were trapped in this situation because of him, so he only did the most sensatable thing he could do in those circumstances. For Cartman would be something cowardly, even coming from someone like him, but there was no other choice.

"(*Sigh), Listen, umm… Kyle…"

"Yes…" The other Kyle responded him quick

"I don't know… the meaning of, well… everything that you just have said but… well…"

Kyle paused for a moment. Then he proceeded.

"...Whatever you are going to do to me... whatever you're going to do to us… please, just do it to me… Don't bring them into this too..."

"Dude…" Stan said, now especially worried. The other Kyle just stood there in silence.

"Listen, just take all the things that you want. If you want my phone you can have it... If you want the console, you can have it too... Even if you guys want the treehouse to yourselves then… you can have it either..."

"Hey you d*ck! Don't give them my super cool treehouse!" Cartman told him angrily.

"Just please... Please dude... Don't bring them into this..."

The other Kyle stood there quietly for half a minute. It looked like he was moved by Kyle's words. However, that was really far from the truth.

"HA!"

Kyle's doppelganger took a quick laugh, right before laughing mockingly at him in response to his prayer.

"That was really funny Kyle! Really funny…"

"What, the treehouse?" Stan asked to the other Kyle.

"No little rascal. The treehouse… Of course I want it…"

"F*ck you!" Cartman told him.

"I also want the console. Heck! You know what? Everything! We want everything from this house, and the other, and the other, and the other…"

"Stop it there you! You're not gonna steal our stuff just like that!" Stan explained to him.

"Yes you rusty edge lord! Get out of my goddamn property!" Cartman told him angrily.

Kyle's doppelganger continued laughing frenetically, like some kind of maniac until he abruptly stopped just to view the 4 boys.

"Idiots... Simple idiots... It's not the stuff what we want. We want everything that belongs to all of you. This treehouse, this console, this mobile…"

He grabbed from his pocket Kyle's phone, previously taken away while Kyle was unconscious.

"What the f-My phone! You son of a…"

"The other house…. The kitty cat…. Your family…. Some new clothes…. An adopted little child as my own brother…"

"Wh…Wh…What?" Kyle said confused again.

"Yes Kyle. Your role as your own self has finally reached an end. Now I wanna be Kyle Broflovski…"

Everybody stood still in complete unnerving silence.

"Don't you get it morons?... We want your identities!"

"What the heck is this?"

"How… How does he know about my brother?" Kyle said incredulously again.

"And we will take it… Even if that means having to stain my own hands while doing it..."

There it went.

The true intentions of the main 4's doppelgangers were finally out. They wanted to replace them, live their lives as them with no one noticing about the body swap. Everyone stood still in fear while Cartman was the only one who dared to say two words against them.

"Oh yeah, like if that's gonna f*cking happens you scumbags! Just let me out of this string and I will be the first to get his hands dirty in here!"

"Hold on… Hold on… Wait a second…"

Kenny pointed out something that anyone mentioned before.

"So… you guys wanna… replace us right?"

"Yes…" The other Kyle said.

"Us 4, you wanna replace us 4…"

"Basically…"

"Yeah but… you guys are 3. Kyle… Stan… and Cartman respectively…"

"I know that…"

Awkward silence.

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"Then go f*ck yourself and your master plan! I'm still here! Where's my so-called counterpart supposed to be? unless this is just a stupid cheap scare montage…"

"Yeah, Tell them Ken! These guys are just so twerps…" Eric supported Kenny's statement

"Jijiji…"

But Stan's doppelganger started laughing frenetically. It seems that the point that Kenny made looked really funny to him.

"What's with the laughs? Seriously, where's my counterpart?"

Stan's dopplepanger continued laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing until he finally was able to respond to him…

"JiJiJiJiJiJi…. Ooooooh Kenny…. Silly dummy Kenny…

It's really rude to mention someone who's already in the same hole as you…"

Stan's doppelganger said while showing his bright purplish menacing eyes.

"Ehh… What?" Stan said confused.

"His strings…" The other Kyle pointed out.

"His strings..." Kyle said.

"Yeah, his black strings…" The other Kyle pointed out again.

"Yes, my strings, his brown ones… What about them?" Kenny asked annoyed.

Stan's dopplepanger, now formerly categorized as Reversed Stanley, took a mocking face and, with a raspy cartoony chillin' voice, said:

"Those little things are no strings …

Jijiji!"

:)

Kenny was confused at what Reversed Stanley had just said, but right before he could question him more, a small but tense vibration started forming all around his body. Those black strings, they started vibrating and forcing pressure to Kenny's body really hard, making him feel like out of breath. Then, as if it was thin water, it stopped materializing as something solid and transformed into liquid matter, moving apart from Kenny's body and approaching directly to the treehouse center, like a shadow but without someone controlling it.

Yeah, I think you could finally guess that it was none other than the living shadow from before.

The main 4, now frightened, witnessed how, through that black stain, a darkish figure was slowly emerging from it, like a shadow leaving the ground and standing up.

In a matter of seconds, the figure was finally out of the stain, revealing its true form. It was basically a copycat from Kenny but all liquid black like a living creature made of ink. He was taller, with his face even more hidden than Kenny's, apart from generating a small static noise by being close to him. His movement was almost non-existent, only having some little tics and nervous movements in his head, but they were so fast that they lasted for like a microsecond.

Basically he, or it, was none other than Kenny's counterpart,

Reversed Kenny

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"Holy sh*t…" Stan said astonished

"What… the f*ck… IS THAT THING!" Kyle exclaimed horrified.

Kenny was terrified, however he couldn't say any word since he felt freezed when he noticed that Reversed Kenny, in a slow but direct movement, turned his face to see him, giving him a paid look, eye for eye, forehead to forehead.

"I… don't know…" He said

"…"

Reversed Kenny was out of words but he didn't make himself wait any longer. Suddenly, his hand started morphing and changing, now resembling a big black tentacle which he used to trap Kenny and, with a big brute force, threw him out to the entrance of the treehouse, falling and hitting himself really hard to the ground.

Cartman, Kyle and Stan were amazed and intrigued about what Reversed Kenny had just done, they thought he had just killed his friend Kenny.

"Oh my God! He killed Kenny!" Stan exclaimed horrified

"You b-..." Kyle was about to finish his sentence, however, Kenny woke up screaming.

"AHHHHHH F*CK MY BACK!"

Thankfully for them, Kenny survived the impact, although he was screaming in pain since his back got really hurt because of the impact.

"Phew, thank God! Thank God he 's fine…" Kyle sighed calmly

"Not for too long…" Reversed Kyle said

Sadly for Kenny, it was only the beginning. As he was standing up from the ground, he saw his counterpart standing right in the treehouse entrance, staring at him from above. On his side, Reversed Kyle appeared and put his hand on his shoulder, telling him:

"Have fun Kenny. He's ALL yours…"

X/

Reversed Kenny exchanged glances with Reversed Kyle just to return to look back at Kenny.

He just stand there quietly, Kenny didn't know why he wasn't standing there without coming after him, until Reversed Kyle shouted to him:

"You're lucky orangeny! He has just given you 30 seconds of advantage…"

That's when he understood. Kenny had to run, escape from him. Like a cat and a mouse, only this time, he was the mouse.

"Grrr…. F*ck!"

Kenny shouted angrily as he started leaving the house of his friends in an effort to escape from his dark counterpart. He wasn't like this every day. He would have definitely saved his friends if he had the chance. However, he just witnessed what his counterpart could do. He couldn't do anything against him, at least not in those circumstances so he took the chance to escape from him.

When Reversed Kenny finally lost the view of Kenny, he began to materialize again in that black inky stain, moving himself through the ground and persecuting him like an ink drop moving freely through the ground, fast as a missile.

Soon the two Kennys were out of the scene, which led to Reversed Stanley the next to claim his prize. While everyone wasn't looking, Reversed Stanley pounced on Stan like a wild animal, throwing his chair back on the ground along with him.

"Woah… STAN!"

Kyle shouted to his friend who was still in shock as his eyes were looking closely to his counterpart ones, those purplish bright eyes narrowing devilish to the bottom of his soul. Reversed Stanley, with a cartoonish diabolical voice, shouted:

"OOOOOH JIJIJIJI! YEAH PAL! Let's go somewhere else private to celebrate this HOMECOMING! HAHA!"

Reversed Stanley grabbed, with an incredible speed, Stan's chair and Stan himself, leaving the treehouse quickly and entering Cartman's house.

The big one, now formerly categorized as Reversed Cartman, didn't also make himself wait no more and calmly approached Cartman.

"OOOH NO! NO NO NO! F*CK YOU B*TCH, YOU'RE NOT GONNA TOUCH MY F-!"

Cartman was suddenly silenced as Reversed Cartman covered his mouth again with zeal, carrying him with great ease, leaving the treehouse while dragging the chair with Cartman still trapped in it.

Now that was the line-up.

Kenny being prosecuted by his counterpart,

Stan trapped in Cartman's house by his counterpart,

Cartman being dragged somewhere else by his counterpart,

and finally Kyle, tied up, incredulous, worried, alone in that treehouse with the only company of none other than his counterpart Reversed Kyle a.k.a. the mystery kid he saw on that abandoned attraction and the shadow figure who talked him through his dreams, finally gazing at him with the attention he always wanted to have.

"Heh… Finally… Alone…"

"What are you gonna do to them? WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO TO MY FRIENDS!?" Kyle demanded to know,

but Reversed Kyle smirked as his concerns.

"Kyle… Please… Don't be a baby. That's now the least of your concerns, so tell me…"

Reversed Kyle pulled a knife out of his pocket and pointed it at Kyle.

"Did you really forget about me?..."

Kyle got a lump in his throat, he surely couldn't do anything and his counterpart was right, what he could do? He was gonna be stabbed by a twisted version of himself. He couldn't be more sure after everything that was happening around him.

Kyle, still with a clear and turbulent voice, still got the determination to answer him back.

"No, I guess not…"

There it was. Everything was settled. That peaceful night in South Park became the first time in a long time that an altercation between reversed and humans was produced.

Over Kyle's eyes, it was another crazy situation with him involved as usual.

But for Reversed Kyle's ones, oh boy…

It was the first spark of hope in a long… long… but long period of TIME…

And poor for the one who dared to ruin his precious night...