Warning: This South Park Fan fiction story has very foul language, implied sexual situations and terms and a great mass mockery that the show is widely known for over the years. That I don't own or created South Park by Trey Parker, Matt Stone and Comedy Central because I write my own stories between season breaks .It is intended for mature reading if you find it too vulgar to read that you have the choice to do not read it at all or do not a give a crap at all which I hope that you will be enjoy it and laugh your ass off.

The Portal to Hell

Chapter 1: Church Karen

The mysterious blackened deathcore band, Burnt Martyr is celebrating the release of their new Independent produced brand new third album, The Age of the Apocalypse on all digital platforms and psychical in the area local mom and pop's records store. They had embraced their new sound of symphonic blackened deathcore along with the addition of their siren vocalist and keyboardist, Demonica that they were planning to have a free concert in South Park to celebrate the release. Burnt Martyr had turned the Spinny Mountain Records Producer's album offer down. They want to keep their creative rights still that they don't care about the money, but message to call the hypocrisy of both sides out.

The band members have their faces hidden when they had met with the Spinny Mountain Records Producer who was planning to offer them a record deal.

"Nope, we are not selling our souls or music out to the CCP." The Orator sat with his hood had hidden his half of his face that was covered in corpse paint with his hands clasped. The band was looking like a satanic cultists in the post-apocalyptic world.

"Fuck this appeasing the CCP's bullshit!" Pest clamored out at the producer.

"We are going to follow Crimson Dawn's lead by not submitting or abandoning our rages. " Locust added, while War and Troll was standing there looking disgusted at the offer and the thought of selling out to the CCP.

"You don't care about the boatload of money and deals?" The Spinny Mountain Records Producer answered in complete shock when they refused to take his offer.

"Nah, we will stick with the unsigned Independent produced material." The Orator announced their refusal that he had shown the disappointed producer the door. "We are neither Progressive nor Far right morons that we hates them both equally, which we aren't the PC babies at all"

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Later on that day, cut to South Park city hall inside the city council meeting private chambers that the council were having a budget overview when the leader of far right religious group, The Mothers of Religious Right had made her appearance. Mayor McDaniels was seated in the center.

"Oh. Mrs. Edna Jameson, what outrage had crawled up in your fake righteous ass today?" McDaniels mumbles under her breath and drank some water, when she had seen the sight of her who came up to the podium.

Edna Jameson looks like a typical Church Karen when she had stand at the podium who was about to lecture them about everything pure and think of the children. "Madam Mayor, I came here to express my outrage."

"Oh. Here she goes again with the bible verses and lecturing about sins?" Denny added under his breath, as he looks at Johnson who looks annoyed, while Edna was ranting wildly at them like a viper head with its venom seething out of its throat. Everyone on the council who looks super bored at her normal religious lecturing.

"Why you all are letting that satanic band, Burnt Martyr to have a free metal festival within our community to corrupt our children?" Edna demanded that she was enraged about a free metal festival for the local metal scene to showcase the local scene and bring much needed cash to the town. McDaniels was sitting there not listening to her at all that she was texting to Barbrady for dinner that she was so over dealing with the hipsters and the drunk Garrison loving hicks forcing their narrative on her or getting offended daily at this point. Some of the councilors were asleep or falling asleep at their seating positions. "This band is going to open a portal to hell!"

"Mrs. Jameson, they have a right to express their expression of creativity and free speech… Don't like it, git out of here!" Skeeter roared, as anybody backed away from him. "Only portal to hell open is your mouth."

"At least we don't kicked each other in the balls like another group?" Linda added along with a light giggle, as she was next to Mackey and Debbie Testaburger. McDaniels wasn't paying any attention that she had checked out that she had her eyes glued on her phone by texting between herself, her son, Officer Alex McDaniels and BarBrady. Alex texted back that I am going to open that portal to hell along with a LOL emoji.

"If President Garrison was still in power that this satanic taint don't be happening at all!" Edna Jameson snapped back at the laughing city council at that moment.

"Are you talking about Garrison who is the biggest sinner who destroyed the Ten Commandments, right?" Denny snarky hit back at her comment.

"You all are going to hell! Have a good day sinners." Edna announced as she had stormed out of the chambers, while the council were looking bored or laughing at her nonsense.

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Later on that night down at an old meat packing factory that Burnt Martyr was recording a brand new music video for their new album, The Age of the Apocalypse's first single The King of the Crows, which they looks like those post-apocalyptic cultists with plague doctor masks, The Orator was dressed like a Crow King and Demonica dressed as The Crow queen. While both Kat and Pete was watching on from the side.

King of the crows

(The Orator)

Tonight I will be crowned as the king of the crows

My disciples who don't abandon me

Tell me the news from the human world

I am the chosen of Morrígan

My jet black feathered friends is my true friends

Grant me protection, great goddess Morrígan

(Demonica)

I hear thy word of my chosen

On the battlefields of blood stained Gaia where I stood alone

Restore order upon the world

Rise my sword to defend the ill Gaia

My scavengers set lose upon the flesh of humanity

Witness their species' self-destruction

(The Orator)

To the hell fire that I approach to claim my crown

A warrior's journey is almost complete

Sworn vengeance in Gaia's name

The blinded fools must paid for their misdeeds

Blinded by their own arrogance, greed and ignorance

A day of judgement is coming soon

(Demonica)

My Beloved familiars signaled the last great battle

Fear my wrath at hand

Your journey to hell is set to begin

Your only warning is the sounds of my feathers and wings

Be very afraid

The scene of the band was playing was done up in black candles, black curtains hung in the air in the background, fake skulls and crow feathers hanging around the room.

"To Be Continued"

Author's notes: I'm back from family issues... Starting a brand new fic to get my creative juices flowing again before continuing on the wip fics.