Chapter 6: Timely Interruptions

Cartman's house, 2:00 a.m…

"Uhh... C'mon door! C'mon! Open! Feel the wrath of chaos and let me PASS!"

Butters tried everything he could come up with just to open the damn bathroom door. He tried forcing it, calling for help, screaming, even hitting it with his shoulder (falling consequently because of the pain), but nothing turned out right. The door was just too blocked to be opened up from inside.

"OUCH! Oh gosh darn it!"

Butters returned to sit in the toilet lid, tired of trying to open the damn door.

"Uhh… Jeez, they really went too far this time. They really expect that I'm going to be smelling Eric's farts forever?"

Butters stood there thinking.

"(*Sigh), Butters, what are you gonna do? The door is locked up and it's really dark in here. If your parents know that you've been wasting a lot of water from Cartman's bathroom they would surely ground you up for a whole month…"

Butters sighed as he clasped his hands together in a clear sign of sheer nervousness. He didn't like to be left alone in closed spaces like this one, it reminded him too much of all those times he had to be locked inside of his bedroom every time he was grounded by his parents. God, he hated to be locked up, especially in Cartman's bathroom since he didn't do anything wrong this time.

"Loo Loo Loo, I've got some apples…"

He started humming his favorite song while keeping an eye to the door. He really wanted to see it open.

"Loo Loo Loo, You got some too…"

The cold breeze from the bathroom started touching his skin. His fluffy polka dot pajamas helped him feel warm a little bit, but not sufficient to keep him there for more time than usual.

"Loo Loo Loo, let's get together…"

Butters turned his view to see the bathroom mirror.

"I know what we can…"

He saw his reflection on it, with his face visible despite the darkness of the zone.

"Do…"

Butters looked closely at the mirror. He saw himself tired, sleepy, not with the strength to do something to get out from there. He started frowning to himself.

"Oh… Hammons… I thought that by going to Cartman's slumber party, I would finally feel more integrated with them, but now… I just see myself as before. Just a little darker, but it's still me… alone… scared... ridiculed… (*sigh)…"

At this moment of pure silence, a spark of power started forming on his inner-self.

"No… No… NO! I'm not gonna let myself down so easily. Those fellas don't know who they are messing with! C'mon now Butters! You're full of chaos! Professor Chaos! They are not gonna have mercy once I take down this door…"

We now look at the outside of the bathroom door, still blocked by the wooden chair. Butters was absolutely determined to take down the door, no matter all the obstacles they putted at him.

"Prepare yourself fellas! Especially you Eric! Because no one is safe from pure sweet CHAOS!"

Butters charged himself while screaming against the door, hitting it really hard with his shoulder. His attack wasn't very effective.

"Ugh, oh jeez… Again!"

Butters did the same thing again, obtaining the same result.

"Ugh… AGAIN!"

Same attack, same effect.

"GO..."

SMACK!

"FEAR..."

PUNCH! (The chair seems to have moved a little)

"MY…"

POW!

"CHAOOOOOOOOOOS!"

Just in the moment before Butters made his final charge, the chair blocking the bathroom was inexplicably removed by an invisible force, throwing it to the ground and leaving the door finally unblocked.

Thanks to Butters' extra strength, he hit the door so hard that it finally opened, making him fall straight to the ground, hitting all his face in the process.

"Ouch! Hams… My face... Wait a minute…"

Butters analyzed his new situation. He was finally out of the bathroom!

"Hey! I'm out, I did it! Oh boy, all this times getting defeated by the Freedom Pals have surely given me an inner strength I didn't know I have! Hurray!..."

Butters got up from the floor, posing really determined thanks to his new feat.

"Alright! Cartman and company! You wanna play with me like this? Oh boy, you guys sure haven't seen anything from me yet! While everyone of you enjoys your little slumber, I'm gonna make sure you wake up in the most chaotical way possible! That will surely teach all of you what happens when you mess with chaos… Because do you know what happens when you mess with full chaos?"

Butters went straight to Cartman's bedroom. He was going to grab his backpack.

"You unleash more CHAOS!" He shouted proudly.

As Butters left the scene, some mysterious footsteps were heard with the signs of someone leaving the house, someone that didn't want to be seen by the naked eye.

Who was this invisible identity? And why did it liberate Butters from his unfair lock up?

We don't know yet, at least for now. Meanwhile, let's return to our true point of interest…


Meanwhile, Kyle…

The crickets were singing in unison, unaware of the retention that was occurring inside the treehouse. In there, Reversed Kyle (also known by his short name Elik), still on foot, was delicately stroking the sharp blade of his knife while Kyle, still tied to the chair, looked uneasily to his doppelganger, waiting impatiently for his next move.

"Oh yes, reflective and luminous. Just the way I like it…" Elik said to himself.

"You still haven't answered my question..." Kyle told him, breaking him out of his character.

"I told you jackass. I'm you, but better…"

"No, not that one. What are you gonna do to me and my friends?"

"Heh…" Elik smirked as he continued stroking his little blade, not really answering Kyle's question.

"You're just going to kill us?" Kyle insisted again.

"Heh, basically…" Elik told him.

"And then after that, what?"

"Well, a lot of cool stuff, you know? Stole your names, your furniture. We're just gonna replace all of you, that's all..." Elik said optimistically

"Hm..." Kyle just frowned at him.

"Hey, don't feel mad with yourself Kyle. No one will ever notice your unfortunate vanishing..."

"Yeah, like if someone would never notice your weird looks. Ugh, you're just another madman around here…"

Elik pointed at him with his knife in response.

"Hey, watch your mouth. I'm not the one tied in a chair around here…"

"Hm…" Kyle just frowned at him but remained still. He didn't want to be harmed in any way.

"Besides, you shouldn't be worrying about your absence that much. I'm too good for this. Hell, I'll make your parents proud. I'll be a respectable figure in this town, especially for your little brother Ike of course. He needs someone better than this…"

"Hey!" Kyle called him out.

"Oh Kyle, please, don't start to get jelly. Next generations need better men to p-..."

"You better save that! Don't bring my brother into this! How do you even know him?" Kyle asked him angrily.

"Ah yes, your brother…"

"Yeah, my brother Ike. How do you know his name?"

"What…" Elik barely responded him

"(*Sigh), Why do you know his name?"

"Ah yes, heh... Because I'm you stupid…"

"No you're not! The last time you seen me was inside that stupid maze! You just couldn't have saw me like a stupid soothsayer and said "HEY, I'M GONNA STEAL HIS IDENTITY!". No dude, that's just r-..."

Before Kyle could finish up his rant, he forced himself to shut his mouth as he felt how the sharp point of the knife grazed the delicate skin of his neck. His counterpart wasn't up for jokes, especially for insults. His yellowish flaming eyes just transmitted a real sense of hate and fury, watching with clear disgust how Kyle tried to play smart against him.

"Listen here, you smart-ass prick. If you wanna play as the "smart guy" now then I'll let it by, but I'm warning you, you're playing it like sh*t, because if I decided to be so stupid enough to just spout words from my mouth until I break myself and my vocal cords then I would prefer to keep the silence as my new best buddy instead of a broken neck as a new travel companion…"

Reversed Kyle pressed a little bit the knife over Kyle's throat.

"Gish…" Kyle said while gulping his own throat.

"Right?"

Kyle gulped again.

"Yeah. That's what I thought…"

Reversed Kyle removed the knife from Kyle's throat.

"Yes, I saw you, in that stupid ass attraction, of course that wasn't going to make me stop right there. It was a necessary memory to retain for my being…"

"Oh, your being…" Kyle said, confused with his late shadow figure.

"Yes, my being. It wasn't easy, you know? Learning to move through this new world, trying to find you and your home. Don't forget about the nightmare stuff…"

"Oh man, now I get it. So you are the f*cker who has been driving me crazy with all those dumb nightmares!"

"Bingo! You finally get it, right Kyle? Heh, of course you would" Elik congratulated him.

"Grr, when I f*cking beat you…" Kyle cursed him but Elik continued with his story.

"But in the end, I eventually learned, and finally, I went to catch you up. Of course, I needed time to learn how your routine was, your days were, even knowing every single piece of information of your whole ass family, and I must say that… Wow. I'm surprised…"

Kyle tried to find a way to remove his hands from the ropes, noticing that they were kinda loose now.

"You're still surprised by this, yet you're not scared about all the other stuff you did in the unmoving present…"

"Ugh… What other stuff?" Kyle asked him angrily.

"C'mon idiot! You know what I mean. Eating some farts from the big ass piggy, fight to death against a horde of nazi zombies, don't even get me start with that day you decided that it was a great idea to eat the crap out of an adult just because you dared to use wrong a cheapless unuseless forgotten crap of electronic device. Goddamn Kyle, you really like to take the crap out from others, right?" Elik told him some of his past actions.

"Errgh…. You saw all that?"

"I saw enough. I witnessed the necessary crap that they have made you eat just to prove my theory. And my theory here is that you, "Kyle", you don't have the necessary balls to stand up against what they throw at you, what they make you go through. No, you just like to take all that so easily by yourself, like a punching bag made of dirty diapers…"

While Reversed Kyle kept talking to him, Kyle slightly struggled to remove the ropes out of his hands.

"I don't have such weaknesses. I'm more of the type of "let me show your mistake. Let them remember my eternal name…". And here we are, standing up against my blockade..."

"Oh f*ck you! Seriously! Like if you are gonna end up being the winner at everything! Even after all the things that the world has thrown at me I can still stand up and beat your ass!" Kyle told him menacingly.

"Heh, say that again Kyle…" Elik told him as he pointed out at his ropes.

"Alright, you got me there. But hey, these strings are not gonna keep me retained enough! You're gonna get it!"

Kyle continued struggling with the ropes, giving to his counterpart the sufficient attention to react as soon as possible.

"Heh... Having trouble with the ropes Kyle? Don't you worry, I can help you with that…" Elik said as he went to his back.

"Grr… So that's it? Is this what it is all about? You guys are just murderers who like to spy and steal people's identities? Oh Jesus even the crab people are more menacing! Ugh... What about if you guys get a real life instead of acting in a seedy horror train…"

"Oh please Kyle, don't get yourself lost in your conclusions. I just want to replace you, I don't know what my other companions will do to your friends, not like if I want more distractions of course…"

"What? You just told me your master plan before! Your goal here is to replace us…"

"Yes, MY master plan. I don't know what the others will do to your friends. But I can assure you…"

Reversed Kyle walked calmly as he stood behind Kyle, resting his hands on Kyle's shoulders while massaging them contently.

"Their intentions… Are not far away from killing…"

Kyle tried to look nervously behind his back, unaware if his counterpart was pointing at him with the knife or not.

"You know? I'm kinda enjoying this Kyle. With a simple plan and a direct team I made more progress with what I wanted to do rather than screaming like a screeching megaphone and talking like a big whale of ideas. Damn, I'm even taking care of your BIG-FATASS problem, and you're not thanking me or anything. Oh well, I can still live with that. I've just discovered that I'm a great genius…"

Kyle was just livid now. If he was going to die of this, might as well have the last laugh.

"Heh… Genius… Hehehe… So you really believe yourself that you're a genius by doing all this, right?"

"Yeah, basically…

Kyle finally found the courage to turn his head up in an effort to look at him from the back.

"Let me tell you what I'm seeing here. I'm just… watching a sick dude… with a bunch of sick friends… who don't have anything else to do than trying to haunt other people's lives with a retard ideology taken from a B-class horror film, a really really bad film. Oh dude, c'mon! You've really spent all these years tracking me down just because we, accidentally, saw each other in an abandoned warehouse, and since you didn't have anything to do with your life you decided to spy on me and my family!? Wow, you're really desperate for attention huh?"

Heavy silence invaded the scene. Really heavy silence.

"Heh, I believe that the logic itself makes me stand up on foot more than you'll ever be. You're just sick. That's your freaking story around here…"

More awkward silence. Kyle waited there for any response as Reversed Kyle didn't stop massaging his shoulders.

"Hm… Sick... Alright..." Elik said

Suddenly, Elik took his hands off Kyle's shoulder and covered his mouth with his left arm while grabbing part of his face with his right arm, squeezing it tightly. He was now clearly pissed off.

"Grrr… Listen to this you little skank. Do you wanna know what seems to be logical around here? Let me tell you. It's really logical for this world to let a little child rot in the dark without the possibility to see the light of day again and having the fear to disappear while the biggest babbler in this whole ass world have the balls to face all the dangers and evils from this pile of green rocks without any worry of disappearing, since he'll not be forgotten by his stupid loved ones neither by his STUPID classmates!"

"Gasp!" Kyle tried to say something, but Elik's arm was still covering his mouth.

"You know what Kyle? I'm starting to believe that it's not about being logical, neither being a genius. It's just about having luck in this life, and you abused your luck for far too long. I never had good luck in my whole life. But now I see the real logic from this conversation, and the conversation is that I was born in the wrong place…"

"Grr… Let…me…" Kyle tried to say.

"You are in my real place of living, so what if you actually shut your mouth for once and you…"

"Go…" Kyle tried again.

"Just…"

Reversed Kyle grabbed the sharp knife out of his pocket.

"LEAVE!"

And Reversed Kyle, with a fast movement, slashed the entire back side of the chair, along with the ropes that bound Kyle's hands and his own back.

Kyle abruptly fell straight to the ground, landing with the body and the face. As the back of the chair splitted in half, Kyle tried to analyze what have just happened, as he could feel how a strong scraping feeling persisted on his back and spine. Luckily for him, Reversed Kyle's slash didn't managed to cause further damage to his back, but nevertheless it did manage to graze enough to leave a long cut in the fabric behind his pajamas, while a soft red mark formed on his skin, from which a few small drops of blood began to be seen.

Kyle, with his left hand, touched his back, realizing the close call when he saw his glove stained with the same blood that emanates from his body.

"Ugh… Wh… Blood?"

"Now you see. Now you've a great reason to feel scared…"

Kyle, with his stare down, spotted the console that Butters brought to the treehouse. It was a good tool for defense, at least it was the only thing that a knife couldn't cut, so he tried to reach it.

"Gh… F*ck…"

Although he was now free from the chair, he couldn't feel his legs. He has been sitting there for too long that both feet have fallen asleep, making it difficult to even move, his only viable option was now crawling on the floor of the treehouse. If he could just make a big effort he could grab the console and defend himself with it, however Reversed Kyle was too clever to notice Kyle's real struggle, so he let him pass a little bit more until reaching him in a calm manner.

"What's this? Can you use your legs? It's just right there…"

"Gh…" Kyle tried to say.

"C'mon Kyle! Stand up…" Elik mockingly encouraged him

"I… c…"

"Of course. I should have known…"

Reversed Kyle put himself on top of Kyle and nailed his knee on his back, in the friction part of his column.

"Ouch…" Kyle yelled in pain.

"You like eating dust rather than leaving it huh? For a Broflovski, that's just pathetic…"

"Gh…Let… me go…"

Reversed Kyle grabbed the right hand of Kyle and put it right on his back, leaving the left one adrift.

"Oh Kyle, please, that would be too damn easy. You need to be stronger if you wanna protect the ones you care the most. Or…"

"Grh… Or what?" Kyle asked him annoyed.

Reversed Kyle put the right side of his face stuck on the floor, leaving the eye of his left side exposed.

"Keep what actually belongs to you…"

He grabbed Kyle's left eyelid, forcing him not to blink, as he grabbed his knife again, pointing it on his eye socket.

"Gaah… No… You won't…"

"Heh... Make me…"

Elik's knife started moving slowly down, aiming to stab him in his left eye. Kyle, scared and struggling, tried to grab his arm and wrestle with him as well as grabbing the console, but the effort was pointless, Reversed Kyle was just too strong.

"Wanna know something else before bleeding like a bastard Kyle?"

"Grrr…" Kyle protested but Elik just ignored him.

"I was expecting something better from you. I was expecting a more strong line-up, a big challenge to surpass, but this is what I found. Oh God, you're really embarrassing the resistant blood of the Broflovskis huh? How pathetic…"

"Grrh… Let me go! Grrrh…"

"Shh... do not worry Kyle. When I finish with this pathetic struggle, I will make sure to give to your brother a real reference to continue with his life, a much better one. A stronger one…"

Kyle was going to almost grab the video-game console.

"Well anyways, this is your end Kyle. Your good times have finally come to an end. Weak dialoguers will be replaced by arm-strong leaders. Soon this world will surely remember the great deeds of the one and only Kyle Broflovski, as he'll beat and defeat everyone who dares to block his path of triumph and progress. Obviously starting with you, little rascal…"

"Ghm… Don't… even… DARE YOU!" Kyle shouted at him.

"Huh, too late. At least I will conserve my eyes. Will you keep them?"

"Gah… No… No…"

Reversed Kyle's knife was really close to Kyle's eye.

"I don't think the same…."

"Gaah!... NO!"

"Bye-bye little rascal. Let it all be, for a little bit of precious c-..."

But just before Elik could finish up his deed, a miracle happened.

"CHAOS!"

SPLASH!

Reversed Kyle's monologue got abruptly interrupted as a water balloon hit him right directly in the face, making him lose the balance while covering his face with both of his hands.

"F*ck, my eyes!" Elik protested.

"Yeah! Bullseye!"

"Oh... Butters?" Kyle asked incredulously.

"Yeah! It's me Human Kite! Professor Chaos in the flesh! Thanks for the joke from before, now all of you have unleashed my CHAOS! You'll not get away from here before receiving a big splash from my BALLS OF DOOM!"

Butters' balls of doom were just water balloons.

"Butters no! Call the police…" Kyle begged him dramatically.

"Don't change the topic now Kyle! Do you guys have any idea how lonely I felt being trapped in that bathroom? I almost got stuck in the toilet while trying to escape!"

"BUTTERS!? I don't think this is the perfect time to rant about your life! I'm in a really bad situation…"

"What situation!?"

Butters finally realized the presence of the new kid that was inside the treehouse, covered by the water of his balls of doom.

"Ehm… Kyle, who's him? And what are you doing? Is this the lezzing thing you were warning me about before?"

Reversed Kyle looked at Butters. He was really pissed.

"I can't believe… even here… you're…"

Kyle took the chance and grabbed the console.

"As retard as a m-..."

BAM!

"AAAAAUUUCH!"

Elik protested as Kyle hit him in the head, freeing him from the retention. From there, Kyle and Reversed Kyle started struggling with each other until Kyle managed to grab Reversed Kyle's knife and tossed it aside, pushing his counterpart to the floor. From there, Kyle took what was left from the wooden chair and hit Elik so many times until knocking him out from the beating.

"(*Sigh), (*Sigh)..." Kyle tiringly sighed.

"Urgh… U…." Elik couldn't even mumble a word.

Meanwhile, Butters was just shocked about the situation.

"Ehh… Kyle?" He asked him confusingly scared.

"Butters, let's get out of here!" Kyle ordered him instantly.

"What? But…"

"C'mon Butters, MOVE!"

"But, but Kyle! What was that? Why did you do that with my console!?"

"We'll worry about high prices later dude! We have to save the others!"

"The others!?" Butters exclaimed, seriously scared out of his mind.

"I'LL EXPLAIN LATER JUST MOVE!"

Kyle and Butters managed to finally escape from the treehouse as they head into Cartman's house. It wasn't too long enough until Reversed Kyle recovered himself from the beating.

"Urgh… F*ck… F*CK!" He complained because of his pain.

Now furious, he kicked what was left from the chair.

"I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST THOSE TWO TO PUT THEM EVEN A SINGLE BLOCK! WHY DO THEY EVEN BOTHER IF THEY ARE GONNA SCREW IT UPS ANYWAYS!"

Reversed Kyle angrily protested as he grabbed his knife again, standing up from the wooden floor.

"(*Sigh), Well… I guess the difficulty has increased a little. That dirty jew sure has a lot of luck in his life. Ugh... Oh well, better for me, now I'm gonna enjoy this even more. The tiger has been revealed, with bytes and blood through his ears, and do you wanna know what happens when the tiger is revealed?…"

Reversed Kyle cleaned the blade of his knife in such a way that his yellowish eyes were projecting on it.

"The tiger…

bare its own FANGS…"

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