Chapter 15: To the Hunt

Through the woods, 4:40 a.m…

A term of tranquility can't be disrupted even if the risks are high as the time runs by...

With the cabin remaining unmoving through the depths of the dark forest, Kyle told to Stan and the rest of his friends the unfortunate experience he had to go through at his 4 years, when he took the bad decision to adventure alone inside an abandoned attraction from the old Cow Days carnival ranch, the unnerving feeling he had to feel being alone in those surroundings and the subsequent encounter of his former counterpart Elik, as well as the green light that showed up brightly inside that lost mirror maze.

He couldn't express how much this scenario impacted him as he never thought it would somehow affect him nowadays. For years he thought that those findings were always a little piece of his imagination, that those events only occurred in his head and he clearly dismissed them as unknown, forgotten fears.

However, the tables turned quickly as he could tell by the different encounters he faced that weird night, as he explained his story to his fellow friends, who listened to him carefully and with interest, also wanting to know the real source of these sudden apparitions.

"So... That's basically what happened..." Kyle wrapped up his storytelling as everyone else stood with his words quietly.

They didn't know what to say after such a disbelieving tale, but they were uncertain about its delivery nonetheless, wondering what else they could do now from there.

"Boo..." Cartman said abruptly.

"(*Sigh), What Cartman?"

"Your story. It doesn't make any sense at all, and believe me, I've been to a lot of Cows Days festivals, but for what you just told us I can tell you I've never seen an attraction like that in my whole life..."

"Well, I'm sorry to be the one of unfortunate news Cartman, but yes, it exists, there was once a big bull like forgotten attraction back there, with a giant bull head guarding its entrance, a section of old mirrors keeping the public entertained and a scary basement with a phantasmagoric flash invading the darkness. Yes, it was abandoned, but not hidden from the public eye..."

"Wow..." Wendy exclaimed, impressed.

"Dude, that's basically the horror tale you told us back in the treehouse. It was real all this time around?" Stan asked him.

"Yeah! Well... I kinda described it like in the film we just watched tonight, but most of it really happened to me..." Kyle said while clutching his hands.

"Okay, but... Why did you never tell us anything about this before?" Stan asked him confused.

"Well, that experience impacted me so much that after it happened I never dared myself to spoke a word about it with anyone, not even for three months, I stopped communicating with everyone and my parents so abruptly that they grew worried and sent me straight to a therapeutic who made sure to take all those fears and memories out of me, that all those things that I saw in there were just part of my imagination and for a long time I sticked with those interpretations... Until now... "

Kyle explained to them as he let his memories sink in a lower tone.

"Oh..."

All of them went silent for a moment. They didn't know where to move on from here.

"Well then... I guess that's something, don't ya think?" Cartman said as he carried his new chainsaw with joyful needs.

"They want you Kyle. They're here because of you, and they will not stop until they take you away..."

Kyle turned his gaze to see him with serious frowns.

"What do you insist? That I should give up and lend myself to them?..."

"Basically..." He said as he turned on the chainsaw in the process.

"Cartman, we are not gonna do that..." Wendy told him as he sighed disappointed.

"And what do you propose? Listen, I'm not talking about our safety or some case of bland selfishness, we're talking about Butters here. He's all alone with those freaking idiots. Every second we stay here is another hour of dread for him..."

"Well, yeah, but-..."

"And we don't want anything to happen to him, right? Exactly! That's why you have to offer yourself to them so we can save him. You already saw what they did to Kenny, our parents would not want the same thing to happen to him..." Cartman told him as he thought about it for a while, with his insistence still stinging him.

"No, of course not..." He said.

"Oh c'mon now! This is ridiculous! There has to be a way we can save Butters without making another exchange..."

"And how Stan? I don't think there's any other way to have these guys out of the picture that doesn't involve a hostage exchange..." Kyle responded frustrated as he looked down displeased.

Wendy started gathering this new source of information, trying to find an alternative solution for all of them. There was something she was sure they could come up with.

"Um... Kyle? May I ask where you found that bull-like attraction?" She asked him curiously.

"I found it a while back when the ranchers celebrated the Cows Days festival out of town, in that old ranch near the mountains when that giant bull wooden statue was builded up near..."

"The old ranch... Yeah, I remember it! If what you said really happened, then maybe these people could have come out to South Park from there, and if they came out from that old mirror maze, then maybe they could have brought Butters in there too!" Wendy exclaimed, nailing it. Stan also agreed with her too as he also thought about the possibilities their friends could be retained.

"Hm... Yeah... That kinda makes sense when you attach it with my counterpart's words about meeting them at the past place. What do you think dude? Is it a possibility that Butters could be retained there?..."

"I don't know guys, I mean... I really doubt they would just want anything but an exchange of some sort, especially in a place I haven't heard of in a millenia..." Kyle honestly said.

"Well, no contradictions or nothing, but they have Butters in their disposal, I don't think there's any other way they would want you to go with them..."

"Yeah, that's fair, but we can't still forget what type of people we are dealing with. They're armored to the teeth and are more physically prepared than us, how can we match something like that?..."

Kyle said as they stood silent, unknown of what to respond and uncertain of what move was correct. Cartman just scoffed out of the situation with an angry sigh.

"Sh*t, now I could kill for something unexpected to happen. What a pair of destiny..."

Inspired by his words, Stan got an idea that could probably help them go there in a blast.

"Unexpected... Unexpected... That's it!" He said as he stood up from the ground.

"What?"

"I need a phone. Wendy! Can I borrow yours?"

"Ehm... Stan, my phone is dead. Permanently..." She reminded him as she showed him her broken phone.

"Yeah, and mine is out of the picture..." Kyle informed him.

"Sh*t, I left mine inside Cartman's basement. I would definitely kill for a call now..."

"Hehe..." Cartman laughed to himself trying to get everyone's attention.

"What's so funny?" Kyle asked him.

"Don't be so paranoid, you guys..."

"..." They were lacking words, but Eric continued.

"C'mon now, who's your favorite party man!"

"What do you mean Cartman? We're really not for parties now..." Kyle said tired before getting surprised by one of Cartman's tricks.

"BAM! You're welcome..." He said as he slammed a functional phone in the cabin's table. It was Butters' phone.

"Woah! Is that..."

"Yes! Butters' kitty phone. I took it from him when we were running like chicken. Mine was ruined in the lake, so..."

"And it works?"

"Em... D'uh! Obviously! It still charged, around 29% percent..."

"Perfect!" Stan exclaimed, satisfied as he grabbed the phone out of his hands.

"Who are you gonna call?" Wendy asked him.

"The only people in this town who are more capable of hunting more unexpected things than anyone else combined..." He said as he marked the number.

"Hehe... Who? The police apartment?" Cartman said mockingly.

"What? No! My uncle, of course..." Stan said as he took the call.

250 meters away, the incredible Jimbo waits for his call...

In a wooden gray house near town, our favorite hunter Jimbo Kern takes a much needed rest after a long day selling weapons for hunting and planting traps around the woods, not to mention filming an interesting special from his TV show "Huntin' and Killin'" with his companion Ned Gerblanski. It's a real passion for him, a true form of art, not to mention the money he gets selling them.

Unfortunately for him, his much needed rest wouldn't take too long as he wished it to be when a bunch of brand newcomers showed up with more demands.

Bzz! Bzz!

His master ringtone buzzed all over the place, annoying him in the process as he tried to conceal his sleep again. However, his phone persisted.

Bzz! Bzz! Bzz!

"Grr... Huh?..." He said annoyed.

"Goddammit… Ned! Have you led the damn thing on out loud!" He protested in a lousy tone but Ned was just too far to even hear him.

Since the ringtone still persisted he eventually gave up and took the phone out of the drawer while answering it with the sincerest dignancy ever.

"Hmm... Hello sir, welcome to Huntin' and Killin's secret club number. Unfortunately this is a pre-recorded message and we can't take your suggestions at this impossible hours, so unless you want to purchase our new Zookakill-47 you can just take your two bucks and g-..."

"Uncle Jimbo! No! No… I don't want anything. It's me, Stan..." Stan interrupted him in time before he could indulge more in his promotions.

"Wait, Randy's kid? Is that you my secondary nephew!"

"(*Sigh), Yes uncle, it 's me..."

"Woah, Stanley... What are you doing calling our secret hunt number? Does Sharon let you take hunt classes now? About damn time, rascal..."

"No! No... I don't wanna take any hunting classes uncle, um… Me and my friends need your help, we just got lost in the woods and we don't seem to find the old Cows Days festival place in here. We're quite trapped inside a filthy cabin..."

"Uuh... Huh?" Jimbo wasn't understanding him so Stan had to summarize it.

"Listen, a bunch of morons with oversized hoods have been stalking us all night, from downtown to the woods, and we need someone who can help us get out from here and give them hell..."

"But Stanley, what the heck are you and your gang doing around the forest? It's too late for even hunting there, except for some mediocre flesh eating rabbits, and we already extinguished them, don't even bother finding them..."

"Dude! That's what I'm telling you! Some hooded idiots have tried to take us down from here! We need your help and the police. They don't respond to my calls after my dad overtook their number..."

"(*Sigh), Stanley... I don't think you're really aware of this, but behind the scenes Huntin' and Killin' is a serious franchise that runs in our blood. I know you will never be in the mood for serious hunting lessons but you can't just use this secret number for your silly prank calls with your friends, this number costs a fortune to get! You can't just dial in for hitchhiking..."

"My God-I'm being serious dude! Please! We are in a hurry!"

"I'm so sorry Stanley, but without purchase I will not move a muscle of mine..."

Stan rolled his eyes annoyed, knowing he wasn't gonna make a move with those childish prayers. He however, had a trick on his shoulder to get him immediately to their rescue.

"(*Sigh), Alright uncle Jimbo, I guess you got me. Alright, I haven't called you to pick us out, I have called you to inform you secretly that yes, it's trapped..."

"Huh?"

"Smelly Two Feet Weeder uncle... We got him..."

"Wait... Really!" Jimbo exclaimed surprised as he almost jumped from his bed.

"Yeah, one of your traps got him right and square. However we have a little competency here who wants to claim the prize instead of you, so unless you hurry there will be no reward to hang..."

Jimbo, now intrigued, jumped right out of the bed after hearing those exciting news.

"Where are you located!"

"Dude, I'm in the woods..."

"Send me your location on the phone. We're bringing this dumbass with us!"

He said as he hung up and hurried to grab his shotgun.

"Ned! Lazy fart! Bring the big guns now! We caught the f*cking thing man!"

"Mmm... What?"

Stan hung up as he looked down to his friends.

"Perfect, the deed's up dudes. We got transport, guns and loads of big steel. Now we can make a proper impression..."

They looked impressed at Stan.

"Wow, thanks dude..."

"No problem..."

"So now I guess we'll have to wait, right?"

"It seems likely..."

"Well then, more time for me to prove this little beast..."

Cartman said proudly to his chainsaw as they waited for the incredible Jimbo's arrival.

Meanwhile, the bold knight guards the fields...

"Holy scrambles!" Carus exclaimed bluntly as he walked down the woods.

"This humans have lost their ways! They don't even sign their trees like they used to do before! Hm! Another thing I'll have to change once we conquer this fruitful lands..."

He walked at stomps, trying to get used to this unknown path of dust. For a knight without shining armor he sure was out of big proportions, and the vast fields from these woods were sufficient to make his spine shiver.

Nevertheless, he was still courageous as ever, ready to face the devil if he wanted a good challenge.

"Grr, those vile humans... I'm not gonna disappoint anyone else this time around! They've boiled up my nerves, and this time they're gonna get it! I swear for the glory of Reversica that they will!" He said to himself as he noticed a pair of lights approaching close to him.

"Huh? What's that?" He asked curiously as he took out his spear.

Those lights in question weren't just something that randomly popped up from the sky, the constant rumbling from the shine confirmed that it was indeed a truck who marched at full speed through the sections of the never ending forest.

It was driven by none other than Jimbo Kern and his companion Ned, who drove fast as ever the moment they heard that their goal was in a hurry.

"C'mon Ned! Push that turbo at full speed! We can't afford another bad hunt..."

"Mmm-I only have one hand for the wheel! Mmm-It's getting a cramp!" Ned tried to drive as fast as he could, but with the constant rambling and hurry they weren't noticing the reversal they were approaching. If they weren't this fast they could not potentially avoid him in time.

"Holly molly! Is that a light bull over there!" Carus exclaimed as the whole thing approached him from their distance.

"And he has some serious manners! Hm! Somebody needs to teach him a lesson!"

He said while sharpening his spear once again.

"Ned! Wake up! You're pulling us in the wrong direction!"

"Mmm-only one hand!"

"Grr... Give me that unibrowed!" Jimbo and Ned fight for the wheel, with any of them noticing Carus from their distance.

"C'mon disgusting creature! BRING IT ON!" He shouted at full lung while pointing the truck with his spear before he got hit by the whole truck at full speed.

BAM!

"Woah!" Jimbo exclaimed as they bounced suddenly in the truck.

"Sh*t! Did we just hit a pothole or something?"

"Mmm-Jackpot..."

"Quick! Let's check the tires! Maybe I could get some insurance out of it…"

They quickly rushed outside the truck as they approached the supposed pothole that they pushed before. However, they quickly dismissed it to be an obstacle when they noticed it wasn't what they expected it to be.

"Oh dang it! The tires are intact! And we just ran over a silver cougar, quick! Give me the ropes Ned! If somebody says something we'll tell them it was coming right for us..."

"Mmm, wait..." Ned said as he inspected the body from the path. They soon found out it wasn't a cougar at all.

"This isn't a bull..."

"Holy sh*t! You're right! It looks like... Scarface?"

"Mmm-another amateur..."

"No wait! It looks like one of those phantoms from that musical I was watching before. How was it called? Emm... The Never Ending Spring?"

"Mmm-new opera..."

"Huh, what would you know about opera? The last ManBearPig attack you got almost broke your eardrums. Hm, well let's just pick up this little weirdo and put it in the truck. If someone says something we'll say it is a specter for our Huntin' and Killin' Halloween Special: Specters from the Woods!" He said as they two carried Carus' unconscious body and threw it to the back of their seats, moving fast to the wheel of their vehicle as they turned it up and drove fast to Stan's destination.

Meanwhile, Stan and the rest of the group waited for them, almost tired as they couldn't tell if the message they received was sufficiently clear for them and nothing bad happened while they were at their march. They waited for so long that most of them were about to take a short nap until a compilation of loud honks and lights started to slowly show up outside, waking up Stan in the process.

"Uhh… Huh? Kyle!"

"Uhh... What?" Kyle asked him confused as he got up from his short sleep.

"Do you hear that? It sounds like a big car..."

"Wait..." He said as they heard how those sounds started to get close to the cabin, with a big braking stopping abruptly at their porch. Soon enough, everybody woke up immediately once two big truck honks shouted out loud a name.

"Stan!" Jimbo shouted out loud from outside.

"Stan! You troll! We're here!"

"It 's uncle Jimbo! Yes! We're saved!"

"We could, or it could be another doppelganger! Not in my town!" Cartman said as he took the now turned on chainsaw and went outside firmly.

"Wait... Cartman!" Stan tried to warn him out but he didn't listen.

He went straight outside, swinging the chainsaw dangerously as he stood in the entrance with threatening moves.

"Leave us alone, bunch of fakers! You're messing up with the grand wizard king!"

"Holy sh*t! It's that Scuzzlebutt guy again! And he is armed! He's coming right for us!" Jimbo said concerned as they took out two large bazookas out of their truck.

"C'mon you morons! Is that the only thing that can come up wi-" He threatened them more before receiving a direct punch from Kyle.

"Ouch!"

"HEY! HEY! Calm down! We're humans! No monsters…" Kyle quickly said as he stayed in the middle of them as they lowered down their weapons. Just with that Stan got out from the cabin.

"Uncle Jimbo!"

"Hey! Stanley! You brought up the whole squad or what?" He said as they got down the truck and went to where they were.

"F... F... I'm fine you guys..." Cartman tried to say while being knocked out in the ground

"What the hell are you guys doing here? Where's that smelly bastard..."

"He, uh, he... He just escaped! Yeah! Those hooded morons freed him and now he's on the loose again..." Stan laid so they couldn't be bothered by more nonsense explanations.

"What? That rober has companions now? Ugh! Of course Ned! Of course he does! Why did we never think about it? Stealers don't work alone, I should have put more traps to begin with. Here! You guys get on my truck, we'll follow them in plain sight!" Jimbo told them as they got back inside the truck.

"Jeez, how does your family manage to get all this type of weaponry, Stan?" Wendy asked him, impressed.

"You would be surprised by all the licenses my dad has managed to get throughout the years…" Stan told her as they rushed to get inside Jimbo's truck as well.

Kyle, Stan, Cartman and Wendy were about to sit on the passenger seats from the back, but when they opened the door quickly, they stood frozen as they noticed the corpse from one of those so-called reversals laying there unresponsive. It was Carus' unconscious body, obviously. He still hasn't recovered from the hit, so it's safe to say he wasn't gonna wake up any sooner.

"Wait, what the hell? Isn't that one of them?"

"Yeah, is that one who looks like Butters…" Wendy pointed out.

"Oh yeah! Um… If you guys wonder why we have the body of a mountain lion in the back seats, it's not a lion, is uh… uhh… A specter! From our Huntin' and Killin' Halloween Special! We just ran over him and we'll show it on the next episode..."

"Mmm-available every Saturday at 22:00…" Ned said as he and Jimbo bump knuckles from their commercial reference.

"Wow..." Kyle was at a loss of words. These two were really nuts with their hunting sessions.

"Um… Uncle Jimbo? This isn't a specter, this is one of the guys who have been chasing us all night…"

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah! And you guys managed to knock him out. If he's here, then… I'm sure that Smelly Two Feet Weeder would be searching for him!" Stan lied to his uncle, he didn't want to tell him the true foe they were dealing with.

"Holy sh*t! Really? I knew this inconvenience would make us rich! Yeah, quick guys! Get on the car. This smoker's not gonna be hunted alone…" He said as the other 4 debated on what seat they were to pick.

"So who's gonna sit first?" Stan asked his friends.

"Um… Could you guys sit first? I don't wanna be near that thing…" Wendy said disgustedly.

"What Windy? Scared that you will catch pinkeye again?" Cartman mocked her.

"No dumbass, it gives me chills, and could you please put that chainsaw down? You're gonna hurt someone if you shake it like that…"

"Hey! The only dumbass here is Kyle in his paranoiac state! Don't start putting me as the evil mastermind here…"

"Cartman, for God sake, just get inside the damn truck…" Kyle told him.

"Ladies first…" Cartman said as Kyle sighed, giving up on him.

Kyle sat on the right of the truck, behind Jimbo and near Carus' unconscious body.

"So… Who's sitting next?" Kyle asked them now.

"Can I sit next to the dead one so I can hit you with it?"

"Dude, you're not gonna do that…" Kyle denied his idea.

"So what? I'm not gonna sit next to a girl, I could get rabies…"

"Like if any of us wants to sit with you, fatass…" Wendy told him.

"Hey! Everybody always wants a piece of me Windy, even Kyle in his paranoiac state…"

"In your dreams, fatass…"

"(*Sigh), We're getting nowhere with this. Wendy, go sit with Kyle. I'll sit with Cartman…" Stan said, trying to get the job done.

"Cool! I want the seat next to the dead…"

"No Cartman. I'm sitting next to the death. You sit next to the window…"

"Hey! No one tells me where I have to sit!" Cartman exclaimed, annoyed with Stan's decision, but before he could say something else everyone was already inside the truck.

"Goddammit…" Cartman cursed to himself as he grabbed the chainsaw and tried to bring it inside.

By the time they were in the truck, Jimbo already turned on the car while he waited for the instructions.

"So where could he be, guys? Do any of you have an idea?" Jimbo asked Kyle and company.

"Don't think about it too much, just go straight to where the old carnival was…" Kyle ordered him.

"Ah yes! That old carnival. It gives me chills every time I remember it. Why do you think Smelly Two Feet Weeder would be in there?"

"I've a feeling he is there, you know… He could be tricking us into being on another farm, right?"

"Yeah… Yeah! Good observation Kyle! Alright then, Ned! At full speed!"

"Mmm-affirmative..." Ned said shortly as they retook their march through the woods while driving the truck at maximum velocity.

5 minutes later...

They stood inside the vehicle, waiting for their destination as the truck didn't stop shaking itself from every pothole possible in the path whilst Jimbo tried his best to drive between the complicated terrain.

"Dude, are we there yet or what?" Cartman asked, really bored.

"Cartman, we just took off, we're not gonna be there in just three seconds…"

"Like if someone asked for your calculations, Kail. Besides, this chainsaw is not gonna shine up inside this stupid car…"

"Hey! Be careful with those words Eric. This truck has seen a lot of weird sh*t, more than you could comprehend…" Jimbo warned him attentively.

"Mmm-trembling…" Ned said as well.

"Yeah, and besides, I don't think that carnival is gonna be just around the corner…"

"Speaking of which, where was that carnival you told me to go Kyle?" Jimbo asked him.

"What the f*ck? You don't know where it is! But you said before that you remembered it beforehand!"

"Well, yeah! But the carnivals from Cows Days Festival have always been celebrated in random places every year. Heck! This next year they will celebrate it at the top of a volcano, at the top of it! So I don't know which one of them you are referring too, rascal..."

"Mmm-hell cows…" Ned added once more.

"You've got to be kidding me…"

"Is it that one that celebrates near the Tardicaca Lake?" Jimbo tried to guess.

"No, they only celebrate Halloween in there. Listen, it's one with a big bull-like head attraction in there…"

"A big bull head? No idea friend. Does it sound familiar to you, Ned?"

"Mmmm-negative…"

"Ugh, ignore him Jimbo. He's just paranoid and wants to give us a freaking scare in here…" Cartman just said that in order to make Kyle confess, with the latter giving him a cold stare.

"Cartman, I swear to God, you say that I am paranoid one last time and I wil-OUCH!" Before he could warn him Cartman cut him off by pushing Carus' body over him, hitting him in the hip.

"You were gonna do what, Kyle?"

"Grr… Stop hitting me with the f*cking body!" He exclaimed as he pushed it back at him.

"Huh Kail? Are you blind or what? I'm not hitting you! Is one of your crewmates distressing with you! You see?" Cartman took Carus' left arm and with it he started hitting Kyle constantly. Tension rises up.

"Cartman! Stop it!"

"Admit that this is a fraud Kail. Admit that this is a fraud Kail. Admit that this is a fraud Kail. Admit that this is a fraud Kail…"

"Ugh! Dammit… Could you two please knock it off already!" Stan exclaimed, really annoyed by these two frenemies.

"Yeah! Stop acting like children! You are gonna make him wake up!" Wendy added as well.

"Admit that this is a fraud and we will all go home!" Cartman warned him one last time.

"Make me fatass!" Kyle responded back.

"Mmm-pair fights…"

Because of the constant jostling between the two poles they weren't noticing that Carus' senses were slowly returning back to him, and it was just a matter of time that he would soon wake up from his unconsciousness.

"Uhh… Huh?" He mumbled tired as he opened his right eye, noticing Stan at his right as he mistook it with his partner Sebastian.

"Stanley!" He exclaimed joyfully after seeing him.

"Woah!" Stan exclaimed, surprised that he woke up suddenly.

"You got us a lift? Awesome!"

"Oh no! He has woken up!" Wendy exclaimed.

"Oh wow! Great job Kyle! Your stupid tantrums have woken up the f*cking thing!"

"Hey Jonathan! You're here! Is it me or do you look fatter than usual…"

"Grr…" Cartman was about to cut him in half before Jimbo intervened.

"Hey guys! Stop whining back there! I can't concentrate with all that fuss…"

"Wait, who are you? (*Gasp)! This is not a lift, it's a human trap! Oh hell no! Spear of Destiny! Go!" Carus shouted as his spear magically changed from size, this time being more large whilst destroying the ropes he was tied on and both windows from both sides of the truck in the process.

"Holy sh*t!" Stan exclaimed surprised as his left door suddenly flew away, with Carus getting out of the truck quickly whilst the vehicle stopped abruptly.

"Sayonara short flames!"

"Oh sh*t! Butters' counterpart is getting away!"

"Oh hell no! No specter of mine is gonna run away from our show. C'mon guys! Get cover…" Jimbo shouted as he took out his shotgun and started shooting straight to the reversal, trying to take him down in any form possible. Kyle and the rest just stood inside the car.

Carus however avoided every bullet it was directed at him, dodging every single one of them as he was fast enough to dodge while reflecting some of the bullets with his spear, some of them landing on Jimbo's truck.

"Haha! Stupid humans! You're really gonna need more than that if you wanna take down an aspiring member of the royal arm-OUCH!"

But while Carus was giving his triumphant speech he didn't notice the big tree that was in front of him, and while he was non-stopping laughing at them he landed right in front of it, hitting in the head really hard while falling into the ground unconscious again.

"Uuh…" He said in a weak trail of voice before getting unconscious again.

"Bam! Headshot!" Jimbo proudly said as he blew the smoke coming from his shotgun.

"Well, that worked out…" Kyle said, impressed as they rushed straight to trap him.

2 minutes later…

"Uuh… Huh?" Carus would soon wake up, finding himself tied up again, only this time he was sitting in a tree, with Kyle, Stan and the rest of their group staring at him furiously while circling him, preventing him from escaping any further.

"Oh boy, it's one of those times again. Quick! Time to get invisible!" He said as he tried to activate his powers.

"No, no time for nothing. Tell us where the old carnival is!" Kyle demanded to know.

"Uh! What?"

"Your stupid companions have our friend retained in that old carnival! We need to know where it is…" Wendy told him.

"Nuh-huh! This little fella isn't gonna spill any important facts of the mission. Let it all flee!" He said before noticing that Jimbo and Cartman were pointing at him with both of their shotgun and chainsaw. Nevertheless, he remained quiet like a stone.

"Oh wow, really? Ha! You nasty humans sure know how to end things really quickly! You guys are gonna need something more threatening if you want me to start spilling facts! I'm ready to die for the queen anyways!"

Cartman thought about it for some seconds and immediately threw the chainsaw on the ground, approaching Carus as he punched him right in the stomach.

"Ouch!"

"This one for working with him. And you'll get another one if you don't speak…" He warned him while pointing at Kyle. He for his part just frowned at him.

"Dude, shut up…"

"Woohoo! Show him up Eric!" Jimbo for his part cherished his badass attitude. It reminded him of his old days.

"Mmmm-classic interrogation tactic. Nail it…" Ned encouraged him as well.

"Pff, you call that a punch? Ha! That's nothing. Here! Get stunned by this!" Carus exclaimed as he immediately turned up invisible, surprising the little few who were staring at his situation.

"Wow!" Stan exclaimed, surprised.

"Tadaa! My invisible form, morons! Now there's no way you guys can just threaten me again!"

Unfortunately for him, his mask was the only thing visible from his body, exposing him fairly as Cartman just punched right in the stomach again.

"Ouch! What the heck man!"

"Not everything fades away, dumbass…"

"So what do we do? He's not gonna say anything…" Stan said.

"Hm, let's try bringing him to the police. I'm sure they would want to know why are you robbing crops from other farms…" Wendy suggested, heading to Carus.

"Pff! Bring everyone that you want, even your king! Nobody wants to talk with someone who can't be seen…" He said as he turned up invisible again.

"Pfff! C'mon now! You're not entirely invisible…" Cartman said as he tried to remove the mask from his face, only to be hit quickly by a headbutt from Carus.

"HEY!" Carus exclaimed horrified.

"Ouch!" Cartman just shouted hurted.

"What the hell are you doing! Don't do that?"

"Huh?"

"Don't take the mask out of my face!" Carus exclaimed shaked.

"Why? Is it radioactive or something?"

"Just… don't do that okay? I don't like it…"

Just when Carus said those words Kyle got a perfect idea to make him go there, as he immediately approached him to his right.

"Oh… really? So do you feel uncomfortable when we do something like, I don't know… THIS!" He exclaimed as he pulled Carus' mask really hard.

"Huh!? NO!" He screamed as they started fighting for the mask.

"If you don't tell us where Butters is, we… we will take your stupid mask out of your face!"

"Never!" Carus screamed as he struggled with Kyle's force.

Just like that Cartman joined as well, grabbing one side of Carus' mask.

"More easy for me!"

Both Kyle and Cartman tried to take Carus' mask out of his face. Their struggle became so intense that Cartman was about to take his chainsaw and broke his mask into a million pieces, nevertheless, that never happened because Carus finally gave up and begged for mercy.

"NO WAIT! No wait! Please! Please don't do that! Don't take the mask out of my face! I… I… I will tell you! Okay? I will tell all of you where we have your friend retained! Just please! Please! Don't take the mask out of my f-..." Before Carus could say more Cartman just made him fall back to the ground.

"You better be…" Cartman said as he took him from his ropes and put him inside the truck again while Kyle just approached him.

"Bam! We finally got our GPS!" Cartman exclaimed, satisfied.

"Dude, do you really think we should trust him?" Kyle asked him, suspicious about the counterpart's words.

"Pff, I don't know, but he better be a trusting individual. Otherwise, he knows what will happen when we unmask him…" He said as he showed his chainsaw to him while returning to the truck too.

"Oh my god guys! Me and Ned are actually impressed! You manage to get this guy to speak in the old fashioned way! (*Sigh), If only one of you were my cousins I would definitely pass the legacy of Jimbo's Guns to both of you, Kyle and Eric…" Jimbo exclaimed, amazed by Cartman and Kyle's confession tactics

"Mmm-new legacy…"

Just like that Wendy approached Stan, whispering something to him.

"Em, Stan?... I never saw Kyle this… angry…"

"Well, coming from the people who have been spying on him for 5 years I bet he's really pissed off right now…" Stan told her as he and the rest got inside the truck with Carus in the middle of their seats as he and Wendy sat on the right side of the truck, while Cartman and Kyle were on the other side. Jimbo and Ned also got inside as well, with Ned driving up this time around.

"Alright, silver cougar. You're our eyes. Tell us where we have to go…"

"And give us real facts…" Cartman said as he put his fingers on the mask, making Carus feel nervous of his warning.

"(*Gulp)! To the left! To the left! Go to the left…" He said as they started driving once again.

Just as they retook their march, Kyle said something to Stan

"Dude, I honestly don't know what to think of this…"

"Well, at least we're safe now. It's better than nothing, right?"

"Hm… I hope so…" Kyle said unsatisfied whilst Carus was just limited to giving directions to the carnival.

"Oh jeez, I'm currently being captured by a bunch of humans! Humans Carus! Grr… This is definitely a knight's worst nightmare! Dang it! (*Sigh), Well… Let's keep that courage up, tiger… Elik and the rest will surely have a plan where they will turn the tables up! I'm really sure they have! But for now, just keep pretending Carus. Stanley will surely get mad at these guys once he finds out that I've been retained by my own will…" Carus thought in his head as reality slapped him back again.

"Mmm-where next?"

"Oh! Um… To the right!"

And with a reversal at their disposal, not to mention the tremendous help Jimbo and Ned brought to their team, Kyle and the rest finally found a proper tie between their former counterparts that would finally be ready to be proved once they arrived to the old place that haunted his head for 5 years, his inner nightmare made into reality with the shape of a fair show for both kids and adults, not to mention the unknown fears that slowly came back at him once they distinguished a pair of lights giving life once again to the strange set of infrastructures barely noticeable from their distances.

The past's favorite stop, Elik's favorite meal, the one and only…

Cow Days' Rodeo Palace…

:J