the boy who came from outer space

chapter 11

his face was honestly terrifying, i couldn't believe i was related to this man. the ground was slowly burning beneath his feet, he must've just gotten here or the ground would've been out by now.

"i guess you never listen to me? you could say that's a common trait among younger siblings" chuckled azrael

both mysterion and i took a defensive stance against the villain. azrael was a man more mysterious than the guardian angel himself.

"alright emo boy... just be careful, we don't know what he is capable of," i said to mysterion as he edged closer to the older man.

"dont worry human kite, nothing can truly kill me" replied mysterion as he got closer to azrael.

then out of nowhere, azrael knocked out mysterion, the young hero falling on to the ground with an oomph, i mentally cringed at the sight of greasy dirty dusty blonde hair being revealed as mysterions hood became undone... there was only one kid i knew who rarely washed his hair and hardly brushed it.

Kenny was mysterion the entire time

it was clear that mysterion wasn't coming up anytime soon so i prepared myself for a fight.

"god you humans are weak and pathetic!" shouted azrael, his voice filled with hatred and anger.

i decided now to try and aim for the first hit, maybe i can somehow get an advantage if i do. i run up to the dangerous man and punched him square in the face, immediately putting my kite up as a shield to try and block any counter attacks. i watched as azrael stumbled back, rubing the part of his face were i hit.

"you bitch!" she venomously shouted towards me

he shot a powerful eye laser towards me but thankfully i still had my kite up, so i hasn't hurt as much.  we then got into a laser fight while flying through the sky, continuously shooting beams at each other, the other always dodging and getting slightly burnt by the beams.

"hahaha! you're just a fool brother, no matter what you do! you cant beat me!" laughed azrael as he flew above me

in the heat of my anger i yelled... something i shouldn't of yelled if i knew that he was here... and that kenny was slowly getting up.

"my name is kyle!" i shouted, shooting one of the most powerful beams i have ever dreamed of creating.

the blue energy hitting azrael into outer space. with no energy after creating that blast, i fell from the sky closing my eyes. my orange hair flowing in the wind... i smiled to myself... i never really got to tell stan these new feelings i devolved for him, and i never got to tell toolshed my true identity and how much i hated his smothering... i guess this is the end of my blood line for real this time.

instead of landing on the hard ground and expecting death, i landed on something soft. slowly opening my tired eyes those warm sea foam eyes.

"mother" i whispered with a smile

"shh... don't worry kyle... your time isn't up yet... you've set your brother back but you still have a greater fight to attend to..." she whispered back, soft hands brushing through my puffy hair.

i closed my eyes again, if i was going to be honest i am so tired i could just fall asleep right now right here. the ground slowly became hard again but i didn't mind... i just wanted some shut eye.

i heard and felt multiple footsteps come towards me, the rustling of grass was frantic. i didn't have the energy or strength to look up at the person or people come to stare and gawk at me.

"did hear what the fucker said? he said it loud and clear!" shouted what sounded like... Kenny?

"i know but i refuse to believe that Kyle... the boy who my heart belongs to... is the monster destroying south park!" shouted back another person who sounded like... Stan!

i struggle slightly, trying to open my eyes... but my body refuses to cooperate, the lack of strength was embarrassing. then i felt the removal of my glasses, hearing a devastating gasp. the slight agitation of my glasses being removed open my eyes slightly.  staring at both mysterion and the man himself... fucking toolshed.

"what the actual fuck Kyle!" shouted toolshed aggressively

"whats your problem!" i spoke back, wincing in pain as i was clearly  still weakened

"my problem is that you're the human kite! your the bastard who brought doom to south park! and to think i trusted you!" shouted toolshed again, the venom in his voice clearly showing

"how did i bring him to south park!?!? we only realized we were the same species after we saw each other! i had no part in his plan!" i sneered back, the sweet memories of us together were slowly fading out of my memory.

"oh now your not even a 'human', your just some weird alien species just great!.. come on we have to take you back to freedom pals to analyze and interrogate you," said toolshed, clearly somewhat calming from his temper tantrum... to bad for him i had just begun.

"God! you must be so smart to think that i would come back to your little gay boy band after you disrespect me and my bloodline!" i spat back, putting myself back into a fighting position

I'm not just going to give up just yet... there is still so much to do, defeat azrael, finish school, kiss Stan and restore my family.

"alright kite boy calm down! you too gear boy!" shouted mysterion, clearly getting agitated with us both.

using the energy i had recovered, i blasted the two freedom pals away with my lasers, stunning them in the process. turning on my heel and running away from them, going the opposite way from town, i would lose them in the forest and stay there for a while. i could hear them shouting for me, but i was too far for them to see. sometimes i bless myself for being so athletically strong, its helped me get out so many situations, its surprising how many people think im weak due my intelligence and enjoyment of reading.

the forest is rough and gritty, quite undesirable. i continue running until i come across a giant oak tree, i walk down to the tree and lay myself against the roots and stump, it weirdly giving me a form of comfort.

"you did what could, and that i'm proud of," muttered a soft voice.

i look next to me and see mother laying next to me, we give each other soft smiles

"its hard fighting against the one who holds your heart close, its unfortunate that fate throws you around like this" she whispered, he hand petting my hair

"its okay mother, i... didnt really like toolshed too much... he would smother me with attention but he would say some of the worst things to my face..." i mutter slowly, tears slowly coming out of my eyes, like they had waited to burst.

he lets out a small laugh

"those who we love... we hurt the most" says mothers

i slowly let my eyes close... the sweet escape of sleep slowly came to me as the bright moon rose from its slumber. i guess i will think about mysterion being kenny later... and how toolshed sounded a lot like stan...

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(A/N): im pretty sure this is my second longest chapter and the one with the most angst in it. i feel like my aim for stan and kyles relationship is to go against the idea of stan being this strong man and kyle being this UwU kawaii boi, this stereotype of the 'smaller' male being weak and being unable to defend himself is quite negative to actual mlm relationships.

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