Cruel Demons Fate

The right thing..

Rational ' s pov

I just watched the boy slowly die. The whole thing confused me so much. Why did he kill himself for the Eric Cartman. They weren't very good friends, so why die for him. This kind of selflessness was new to me. I've been in this abandoned mansion for two years now.

Though it wasn't a really long time for most, it was an eternity for me. I had been combined with that maniac too long that I forgot about what reason and truth was. This boy of course had a reason for what he did, even if I didn't see it. I could do something. Though should I?

It was pitiful of how pathetic I became. I used to be so strong and dominant, but now I was scared of my other side. He controlled everything I did and I didn't fight back. The saddest thing about it, was he wasn't another person he was me. I was stopping myself from the right thing. I've been so wrong, even before this. I let my son down and wasn't there for him. I shunned his mother and even tried to kill him. It's true, I don't care about him but I still feel guilty for some reason.

This boy laying dead in front of me had opened something in me, that was closed for so long. Which is why I needed to help him. I looked at him for a second and then went inside him. He jolted up fully revived. He looked around surprised he wasn't dead and that the bleeding stopped.

Listen Stan, I have to repay my sins will you help me?

Yes, I'll do anything to save Cartman

Why do you care so much for him?

I honestly don't know, all I know is that I need to save him

We smiled and stood up. I told the boy that I needed to take full control so I could fight my counterpart. He agreed but only if his thoughts were free. We nodded and left the kitchen to finish this mess.

Maniac's pov

I had to search for a minute or two but I finally found the fat fuck. He was just strolling mindlessly. I grinned and headed towards him. Though I realized I can't kill him like this. I needed a body, that little son of a bitch is dead though. Then it hit me, I could just control the fatty over here and make him kill himself.

I laughed at my stupidity. Though we all had our dumb moments. With no more thinking I took possession of the little bitch. He seemed very easy to handle. Which was good, it would make it easier.

Who the hell are you?

The fuck? Who else is in here?

I was going to ask you the same thing

Listen bitch, this is my kill not yours

Hahaha no this boy is killing himself, there is nothing you have to do

What? No how?

We are gonna kill his little friend and he will then kill himself

His friend is dead,

No he is not, he is quite alive

Who are you?

Why I'm just like you, I'm the maniac side of Eric Cartman, as you are to Jack Tenorman

I smiled, this could be good. Not only could I kill the brat, but have a little fun too.

Fine let's do this together shall we?

Hahaha you are quite stupid aren't you?

What?

Nothing let's go....