Chapter 8: Stick to The Plan
Outside on the streets, 2:15 a.m…
Kenny couldn't figure out how far he ran from Cartman's house, but that now wasn't his biggest concern.
His instinct just told him to run, even if his feet couldn't touch the ground. That shadow version of him was just chasing him down in the middle of the night.
Him and his friends.
Kenny couldn't imagine what the others were doing to his friends, but he could imagine that, at least, they could be face to face with their counterpart.
No, he just couldn't. That shadow freak was just chasing him down from behind from deep below. He couldn't even turn himself around to see him properly since that shadow creature materialized itself on the ground, chasing him as if it was a shadow looking for his physical being.
He never let that scold himself down, he has seen worse. Right now, he just wants to run off as fast from the creature before he decides his new fate,
No, he wasn't gonna permit himself to die that night. He was better than that. So he just ran, and ran, and ran.
Kenny eventually found himself in the middle of another neighborhood, without knowing certainly to go next. He couldn't be running from the creature for all eternity. He needed him to lose sight of him.
But how?
He eventually devised two cars parking in the middle of the sidewalk.
Kenny didn't think twice and rushed quickly to hide in the middle of the two cars, so his counterpart couldn't catch him through its own naked eye.
Right before he could notice its presence, the moving shadow that followed chased him jumped from the ground and, while doing it, transformed itself into a doppelganger of Kenny's, landing on feet while punching the ground.
RKenny stood up, looking in all its directions, just searching for Kenny.
He took a few steps, while Kenny looked at him while hiding behind the cars.
Right before RKenny noticed the two cars, Kenny hid his head immediately, scared that he might be found by him.
RKenny didn't wait any longer and he slowly approached the cars, while Kenny tried to move a little, preparing himself for the worst.
He could hear his big footsteps getting closer and closer to the cars while he tried to hold his breath for as much time as possible.
RKenny was about to revolve the cars, giving Kenny the time to do the same and escape from there.
However, something was off. He didn't hear any footsteps at all.
Kenny, confused, looks down the cars, just to see what his counterpart was actually doing.
Much to his surprise, he didn't see his shadow being reflected on the street, indicating that he wasn't actually stepping his feet on it.
"Where's he?" He immediately asked himself, uncertain of where his position could be.
Unfortunately for him, he got his answer too quickly, as the sudden noises of metal being hit consequently made him raise up his eyes, just to see his counterpart standing on top of both cars, staring at him menacingly.
"Oh f*ck", Kenny said while moving back from him, as his counterpart started deforming his left arm to resemble a sharp black tentacle, ready to stab Kenny far away from beyond.
Kenny caught himself frozen in that position, unable to move from the sudden fear he endured because of his counterpart's sudden moves, and he prepared himself, with the few times he got, another round of feeling dead again.
However, RKenny wasn't gonna stay above those cars any longer, as a new interruption appeared between those two.
"Hey you! WHAT THE HELL?"
The hood duo looked at the source of the voice, which revealed to be one of South Park's old residents Darryl Weathers, whose raising voice and stern look clearly told them how mad he really was, letting someone climb up at the top of his car. He, believing that was just another random kid making his own business at these sleepy hours, faced him:
"Get down from my car!?"
RKenny, without changing his expression, didn't musitate anything to respond back at him, although he politely climbed down off the car, standing calmly in front of him. Kenny took this opportunity, now that the two were distracted by their own dilemma, and escaped from there, running as fast as he could while going in the opposite direction, heading towards the house.
"What the heck do you think you're doing? Do you think these are hours for you and your stupid friend to start mocking around with my car, UH!?" Darryl angrily shouted at him but RKenny remained silent.
"Oh no, don't make yourself the victim now. I saw you, you were climbing on the top of my car, I hope you didn't leave a f*cking scratch on it, because if you did a scratch on it, oh man. You're gonna get rect in juvenile jail!"
"..."
"Are you hearing me kid or are you deaf? In this town we don't really like that hooding strangers go around abusing the cars that we own and care with the power of our strength and money, so what about if you take that stupid hood out of your head and reveal to me the true face of a burglar and sissy that you really have…"
"..."
Although RKenny didn't respond back in any of the attempts he slowly drove his hands to the border of his hoodie and politely took it off.
"C'mon! Do it!, Let me see your face so the cops can surely identify you everytime you make another dumbsh*t in our c-..."
RRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
While Kenny managed to escape from the hands of his doppelganger he could hear loud, static screams approaching him from the back.
He refused to look back. His determination was just turned on by his worries about his friends and the others, he was not gonna slow down that easily.
However, some fearful tears started to run through his cheeks as he couldn't say the same to the elderly man who couldn't even be prepared for what he was going to see.
His screams were heard from around a long distance, but they didn't last for long, as the weird static noise drowned the unstoppable screams, letting the silence reign once again.
What happened to our poor citizen Darryl?
Did he just mess with the wrong guy at the wrong time?
Whatever the case was, RKenny seemed to be the only one that knew it, putting his hoodie back on his head while recovering his composure, morphing again in that pale stain of ink and returning to his march once again as he left the scene with only a messed up car, missing belongings and the place where Darryl used to yell two minutes ago, only this time, without Darryl.
Only this time... with just a big stain of ink.
A dirty, unusual, stain of petrolic ink...
0I
Meanwhile, Cartman…
The rampant sound of the wood collisioning with the cracked sidewalk while dragging a turbulent body wasn't enough to ruin the ambience of this unusual night.
As Cartman's counterpart (also known by his short name Jonathan) carried him like an easy weight, Cartman struggled with the ropes during all the night walk, with the aims to leave him out of sight and beat the crap out of Kyle once he figured out if this was all a stupid night prank of his.
"Grrrrrrhrmrmrrgmmhh…." Cartman mumbled between quiet growls
"Easy, easy, we're almost there." His counterpart calmly said.
Even with the tape pasted on his, Cartman wasn't having it, muffling screaming and yelling at his counterpart in an effort to make him speak.
"Grhmfmfmgmmgmd…"
"You know? I have really underestimated the deep dark slices of your homeworld. This is a really cool night to stay awake, be calm, and watch the infinity stars, all along..."
"Grhfbhbvhdsbsdfshdhs!"
"It's a good atmosphere. Sure, my partner wants your dear friend dead, but still, I'm pretty impressed he managed to face him outwards, not all have the guts to do it. Not even I could do such a dangerous thing, hehe. Still, a mission is a mission, and I have to eliminate you so… Hey, how do you feel?"
"GRGDGGDVGHDVVGGSVG!"
"Oh, right…"
Reversed Cartman took off the tape that covered his mouth, freeing him finally to deliver his speech.
"HOW DO I FEEL!? DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW HOW THE F*CK I FEEL RIGHT NOW JACKASS!"
"Shh, Eric, don't raise your voice. There's people sle-..."
"I FEEL THAT I'M ABOUT TO KICK YOUR ASS ONCE I FREE MYSELF FROM THIS FREAKING CHAIR!" Cartman warned him in a menacing tone.
"Kick my ass huh? Hehe... Well... That would be a problem…"
"OH BELIEVE ME! I WILL JACKASS! I'LL KICK THE CRAP OUT OF YOU! THEN I'LL BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOUR SMELLY BOSS AND THEN I'LL PUNCH KYLE A THOUSAND TIME IN HIS NUTS FOR BRINGING ME INTO THIS!"
"Shh... There, there, relax friend, please... Take deep breaths, just let your anger out..."
"Are you kidding me? I'M GETTING KIDNAPED AND YOU WANT ME TO COOL DOWN? SUCK MY BALLS SH*TFACE!"
"Language…" Jonathan told him
"No seriously! What's your problem? You like to enter private residences and take their residents or what?
"No I don't, believe me. I would do anything to protect the people that are important to me..." Jonathan told him
"Ok then, WHY ARE YOU F*CKING KIDNAPPING ME!"
"Our encounters were predicted once the boss told us about the existence of you and your group of friends, as well as your homeworld. It was then the work of destiny that would lead us to our encounter, and of course, our recent conversation..." Jonathan explained to him.
"Your boss uh? Well tell to that idiot that I'm gonna beat the sh*t out of him, and this time I'm being serious..." Cartman warned him again.
"If I were you, I wouldn't subestimate the power of Kyle, our Kyle. He has a really bad temperament when it comes to failed plans. And no, this is no exception…"
"Wait wai wait, so that means Kyle was the one orchestrating all this!?" Cartman frantically exclaimed
"Cartman, I sa-…"
"I KNEW IT! I knew that heartless mad movie hater was the one orchestrating all this. I'm seriously gonna go and kick him hard in his nuts when I catch him in my sight again!" Cartman said, believing Kyle was the one behind all this.
"I wouldn't be sure of that. Kyle is a really really good fighter..."
"No! No he is not! He's such a f*cking weakling, I could take him down with just one punch!" Lied the little wretch
"Heh... That would be difficult. You're not in a good shape to even handle a real fight, but hey, everyone's physics change over time, so..."
Jonathan advised him in a relatively calm mood while Cartman's ego took the best of him one more time.
"What are you insinuating stupid?" He angrily asked him
"Language friend…"
"For your information I'm really big boned! Not like you fatbutt, you look like Santa's fat sibling from the South Pole..." Cartman said ignoring his comment.
"Heh... Santa's fat sibling... Hehe, that was a good one…"
"NO IT WASN'T! You're so fat that the whole sun couldn't even fully disintegrate you!"
"Hehe... Well, not everyone is perfect, just look at me… I'm just a fatass who likes to do his best for the good of everyone..."
His counterpart recalled this, in which Cartman looked stunned but not carried away by his good vibes, so he reaffirmed his own position.
"Well not for me! So put me down right this moment or you'll f*cking get it!"
"I already told you, I can't. This is all part of Kyle's master plan..."
"Oh jeez, OF COURSE IT IS! Idiot..." He whispered on his own shoulder.
"Yes, Kyle 's master plan from MY harvest of course..."
"What do you mean with that buttface?" Cartman asked him, angrily confused.
Reversed Cartman kept himself quiet about it while Cartman thought about it a little more further.
"Wait dude, are we talking about my Kail or yours?"
"My Kyle, your Kyle, what's the difference? They're both the same thing…"
"Well yeah! But the one that I know is a stupid nerdy while the one with the yellowish builder hat is so stupidly talkative. Seriously, I got f*cking lost while he was saying all his stuff about mirrors and salt, too much salt…"
"The Kyle that you already know well encountered the Kyle that I know long before our paths recently collided together like a river. It was only a matter of time that our boss caught him off guard and made him remember as part of his master plan..." Jonathan explained to him
"Encounter him? Dude, if you guys want him so much then why does your group of friends include us in the pack? As far as I know this is literally the first time I see a so-called double of mine tampering with my own life (except that time I met that fat pretentious douchebag with a beard)…" Cartman told him
"Yes, it is my first time too. A cool coincidence, isn't it?"
"Yeah, cool… Pretty cool... then WHY DO YOU WANT TO F*CKING KILL ME!? If you idiots only want Kyle, then go after Kyle! Not us..."
"Well Cartman, you see, is not really that easy. Kyle already warned us that he didn't want any distractions tampering with his plans, and you gentlemen had to invite him to your home. So…"
"So your master plan involves killing 3 innocents for just one lost cause? Wow! That's a great damn logic, I think you just like to be your Kyle's personal pussy..." Cartman mocked him.
"Language friend, I have my own special reasons to do this. Even my group of friends have their own reasons to tamper with your other friends, I can't tell if all of them involve killing, but I'm sure my Kyle does. It's not like we haven't dealt with other people before we catch you four off guard..."
"Other people?" Cartman asked him concerned
"Yeah, you know... Your mother, your friend with the blue shirt, we have to get rid of them somehow in order to make this work…"
Jonathan calmly explained to him as Eric was turning his head red from the rage.
"You son of a b*tch... YOU DID WHAT WITH MY MOTHER!?"
"Calm down friend, don't worry. She's alive. Stunned but alive. I made sure she didn't have to end the same way like all of you…"
"OH NO! THAT'S IT! You're gonna get it, lump face! I'm gonna start beating the crap out of you and make you eat your own sh*t so you can feel what it's like tampering with someone else's sh*t!" Cartman frantically threatened him as he tried his best to get out from the tied chair.
"Well my friend, I'm sorry... I'm sorry to be the one who brings you this unfortunate news, but that's not gonna happen tonight, we have finally arrived at our destination…"
"WHAT DESTINATION?" Cartman asked him with rage in his brown eyes until he realized what he meant with their own destination.
Cartman and Jonathan found themselves at Stark's Pond, with the night sky reflecting itself in the water of the lake.
"Stark 's Pond? What? Do you like having picnics here or something?"
"Hmph… Not exactly."
Jonathan told him as he took a rapid look around the lake, trying to find something he needed. He then devised a canoe, with two paddles and a rope tying it to a rock, so it didn't go there sailing freely on the lake.
"Perfect, just what I had in mind..."
He and Cartman took a close approach to the canoe and, with careful movements, Jonathan placed Cartman on it alongside the chair, but that didn't stop it from making him fall unintentionally on his side, hitting Cartman's face in the process.
"Ouch! YOU D*CK!"
"Oops... My bad..." Jonathan sincerely told him
"YEAH! You better-..."
While Cartman stayed sideways in that position he felt that his ropes had loosened a lot of their initial strength, so with a quick movement from his hands, he unraveled himself from both of his hands without him noticing.
"be…" He finally said.
Now that he was free, he could finally go and punch him directly where he wanted, but instead he decided to hide his hands in their original position so his counterpart couldn't notice it and catch him off guard when he felt really secure.
Jonathan took off the rope from the tied rock and put it on the canoe, alongside the rock. He then picked up Cartman from the ground and put him in front of him, while he took the two paddles and started exerting force with them in the water, starting to sail in the lake.
"Let's move..." He said
They started sailing. Right before Cartman could notice, they were in the middle of the lake, with his counterpart putting the paddles inside the canoe while grabbing the previous rope he took from the rock.
"What 's this?" Eric asked him curiously.
"It's the best spot..."
"In the middle of the lake? HA! What a pussy..." Eric mocked him again.
"Language friend, I already told you. It's part of Kyle's master plan..."
Jonathan tied the rope to the rock and then he tied the other end in Cartman's chair, indicating what he was about to do.
"You're gonna throw me to the water… so I can drown myself?" Eric asked him unimpressed.
"Basically..."
"You said before that most of you are not in the mood of killing…"
"I said I couldn't tell, That doesn't mean I'm not gonna end you tonight..." Jonathan told him
"You piece of sh*t! You're making a big mistake tampering with me!" Cartman warned him again
"Oh… Am I…"
Jonathan said as he proceeded to grab the rock and position it in front of them.
"(*Sigh), Listen Cartman... It's true that I came here the moment the Kyle that I know told me about this world again, his new people, his resources… You..."
Cartman remained quiet as he waited for his actions.
"Yeah, you... Listen to this friend, while the Kyle that I know was spying on the Kyle that you know, he couldn't also hesitate to spy on you as well..."
"Oh, so the carpenter hat spied on m-..."
"Yes. He did..."
Jonathan interrupted him as his calmed voice changed to a more serious one, not quitting his view from Cartman's.
"He told me about you. Your attitude, your actions. He began to rub in my face all the things that my other earth self did..."
"What things huh? Living my life without being a damn stalker?"
"No…"
Jonathan told him as he approached closer to him.
"Being a menace, disrespecting everyone, disguising your evil actions as good deeds while still doing them just to do more harm, being selfish while abusing your social status like a damn tyrant. In resume, you just like to ruin a hundred thousands of lives just in order to get more gain for your own twisted ego..."
"HEY! Don't be that over dramatic! I could have made some bad decisions, but they always bring cool stuff around here!" Cartman told him while trying to defend himself from those accusations.
"And produce a murder plan to end up killing a kid's parents just to avenge your piggy image was something cool Eric?"
"I… Uh…" Cartman couldn't tell him anything since it was true he actually did that.
"Yeah, I sup-..."
"NO WAIT! OF COURSE IT WAS COOL! Nobody should ever, EVER mess with me. And as you can see no one messes with me anymore! So yeah, that dude should have known beforehand..."
The uncomfortable silence reigned over the lake again.
"Wow… I'm out of words Eric..."
"Why? Because I'm right, douchebag?"
"No… It's not... Oh boy… This was more serious than what Kyle told me, now THERE's a good reason to put an end to your nonsense..."
Jonathan got up on his feet as he grabbed the rock with him.
"Cartman, believe it or not, there was a way you could have avoided all this, if you had been more considerate with your actions, and your friend Kyle had actually bothered to listen to us before..."
Cartman stood there in silence, waiting for the right moment.
"Wait, you said "before"… Kyle actually knew this was about to happen and he did NOTHING!?" Eric exclaimed angrily.
"We gave him signals, clues, memories through his nightmares and many more. I even had the opportunity to face him and warn him about our intentions, but no, he chose not to listen. Well then, his refusal has led me to you…"
Jonathan now took the rock and hoed it while placing it outside the canoe, aiming to throw it in the water with Cartman alongside it.
"And to you my friend, your actions…
Ends tonight..."
:I
Cartman wasn't having it so he finally took the moment to execute his new master plan.
"Oh man, dude... Well, what can I say….
LET ME MAKE IT UP TO YOU FATTY! IAH!"
And with a fast movement, Cartman took the chair he was tied on and jumped out of the canoe, falling into the water alongside the chair he was tied on.
Jonathan, surprised by his sudden decision, threw the rock on the canoe and quickly grabbed the rope he tied with the chair before as he began to pull it just to get him out of the water.
He pulled hard, hard and harder. He was not gonna let this happen to him, not on this type of form.
At first it cost him to get him out, but then he noticed that the weight just dropped too quickly and now it was easier to pull the rope out of the water.
That didn't make sense, something wasn't right.
Jonathan, confused by this sudden drop of movement, pulled up the rope harder and harder, until he could hear the sound of the water splashing out from the outside.
He then approached the other side of the canoe, just to see what he had just got out of the water.
His eyes of complete strangeness turned into a face of surprise when he just pulled out the chair, but this time, without Cartman tied on it.
Basically, Cartman wasn't there anymore.
"What the hell? Where 's he?" He asked confused
:I
Jonathan sat on the edge of the canoe, dropping his guard down while thinking of the possible ways Cartman could have drowned himself down there.
Oops.
Bad decision Jonathan.
"DOWN HERE YOU F*CK!"
With a surprisingly fast pace, Cartman suddenly jumped out from the water and pounced over Jonathan, punching him repeatedly while he tried to strangle him with his own ropes.
However, he didn't count his counterpart's brutal force and he easily took him from the wrist as he threw him to the other side of the canoe, hitting himself in the nape.
"AAH! F*CK!"
Cartman yelled in pain while his counterpart took the advantage and grabbed the big rock with both of his hands, attempting to hit Cartman really hard with it.
However, right before he could break his skull and stun him even more, Cartman also took the advantage of his opponent's occupied hands and with a rapid flow he kicked him directly in his balls with his feet, causing him severe pain.
"OUCH!" Jonathan yelled.
Because of the pain, he let the rock fall really hard to the canoe, breaking the low side from the floor and forming a hole on the canoe, letting all the water inside it.
They were about to sink, however Cartman caught the rope that was grabbing the rock really fast and he lashed out at his counterpart, trying to hung him with it.
The two started fighting each other since the time was minimum and their pressure was constant.
"UGH! DAMMIT!"
"Mhpm…" His counterpart said.
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Cartman tried as best as he could to match his new opponent, but the fists of his counterpart were stronger. He couldn't stay fighting any longer.
But wait, his reflections are unpredictable, and taking the advantage of a missed hit propitiated by his counterpart he rounded him and put the rope around his neck, making him fall directly to the ground while choking him constantly.
"Guh… Let…m….air…" His counterpart tried to say.
"I think I will stick with my own actions, jackass…"
Cartman responded as he jumped out from the canoe while he swam directly to the land, leaving the canoe alongside his counterpart, as both submerged inside the lake, with the whole water swallowing both to the very deep of the pond.
When Cartman finally touched some land, he fell to the ground instantly as he started to breathe too much air as humanly as he could, all of this while shaking himself a little bit because of the night cold.
He immediately stood up firm and took a last breath before analyzing his new situation.
"Ugh… What a damn wimp. Who's he to judge my own sh*t when he was about to F*CKING KILL ME! Ugh... What a jackass…"
He then remembered what his counterpart told him about Kyle, growing him convinced.
"He refused to listen… His refusal led me to you…" That goddamn bastard! I knew for a moment that Kyle had something to do with this. I didn't know to what degree, but that fatty wouldn't have told me that for no other reason, if they advised him priorly about this incident and he still let it happen, then he just wants to kill us all!"
Cartman was now determined, as he Shook the last drops from his shoe, he took a big step.
"Well then! As you liked to be Kyle! You thought you could take me down without moving a muscle? Oh man, OH MAN! You just mess with The Coon in disguise! I already knew you were heartless, but now you just threw your reputation away! Prepare yourself Kyle! Prepare as best as you can, because I'm going after you!…
And once I found you, you freaking paranoiac, oh man…
I'M GONNA MAKE YOU TALK!"
Cartman proudly said as he finally left the scene, looking for Kyle in the middle of the night.
He thought he had just "finished" with his doppelganger, he felt powerless. Unfortunately, much to his demise, that supposition was thrown away the moment that Jonathan emerged slowly from the pond, now floating in the water with part of his face reflecting the moon light.
He sighed.
"(*Sigh), And there goes the master plan… Oh mother, this is gonna be a long, unnecessary night time just to get a new pair of shoes...
Heh... Let it be... For the well-being of my people..."
:I
Meanwhile…
Elik turned on the device. He waited for the signal to stop beeping so he could start talking with the other receiver.
"Hey. Are you there?" He asked to the other caller
"No…"
"Grr… Don't do that with me..."
"Why not? You look like a kitty about to meet new friends, hehe…"
"Yeah, more like a tiger, well anyways, that's not the reason I called you…" Elik explained to the other caller
"Then what is it? Did your super mega ultra best plan in the world fail miserably as I expected?"
"Don't say it like that! It WAS a good plan…" Elik defended it
"Yeah, but it failed…" The female voice reminded him.
"Grrr... Listen witch, I'm gonna make this plan work whatever the circumstances are, so now listen to me! You know you don't have any other choice…"
"Ok, ok, tiger… C'mon, spit out..."
"We got the two, we were about to do what I told you before, but a third wheel has interfered in our plans..."
"I told you we needed another obstacle…" The female voice reminded him again.
"Grrrr… Shut up! We have lost them. At least I, but Stanley is now chasing them as I speak. However, I don't think he's gonna do too much with that, so that's why I'm calling you…"
"I see…" The female voice told him.
"Plan A is over, I'm running Plan B now. I want you to lure them to us, in any way possible. I don't care about the costs, I don't care about the casualties, I just want them in plain sight again. Understood?…" Elik ordered her.
"Understood… I'm already in position. I may already have something in mind..."
"You better be, witch…"
Elik told her as he hung up the device.
"Hehe... Plan B. They're sure not prepared for Plan B..."
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