//The blues\\-(a South Park Au)

Graveyard Run- Page 2

"Stan I'm going to do something with the help of butters ok? Please don't be startled if it does work ok?" It better work.. * the wind blows strong as he spells 'i,t,r,u,s,t,y,o,u,k,y,l,e' mabey the wind was his portrayment of his excitement but none the less he was trusting.* I don't wanna hurt him or make anything go wrong but I can't stand not giving this a go. * I step back as I watch butters move over to the chalk circle and start placing small bundles of lit sage and crystals in certain positions. He turns to me and waves me over along with the others, I slowly walk over as he grasps my hand. Everyone held hands and sat as butters took a deep breath, looking me in the eyes. Something about his eyes were....not safe. It looked scary to see into his eyes, almost like looking directly into his soul, you can't make out the colour as they are everything and nothing at the same time like a pool of heaven and hell. The grass blades stood up on every spike as the wind seemed to circle and scream, I don't like this. The trees rustled fast and furiously as the ouija moved fast across the board, to fast to make out what he was saying, almost like a keybaord smash if you think about it, the chalk circle glows a bright red as a high pitched ring entered my head. It's terrifying really, like a needle through my eye that I can see clearly, the other hands in mine felt light as I opened my eyes, it's over.* what the.....where... *i look over and I can't see anyone, all my friends are gone. Expect there's someone here. Their appearance is smokey, like a city covered in fog. They fix their posture as a long red pointed tail unrolls and hits the floor. They spread their wigs wide and flap to remove the smog to reveal their black greasy hair. I take a final gasp as i Shuffle back slowly as they turn slowly, in a nicely done up black suit and long white gloves with pointed finger ends. I know that face, he seems scared. His horns poit high to the sky as his bowed legs tremble as he flops onto the floor.* fwomp. ......holy shit that's a demon. "S...Stan...?" Oh god DONT kill me please please please. "....Kyle..?" No way THATS him. "Dude is that you?" Don't kill me please please be Stan I'm begging you... "I think it's me...i..don't know what's going on..I'm. You can- see me?" *he turned his face to look at me his eye whites were black as his glowly red eyes hit my soul like an arrow, but the thing that hit me is that it was him, I know that look. The look of defeat. And in that moment everything just snapped, he dosent know what's going on. He's scared. He's dead. But he's here at the same time.* "ok yes I can see you just take a deep breath ok? We're gonna sort this out together ok?" *hes so terrified I feel horrible. I gotta help him out now if he's here again. He tries to hold himself up,shuffling and scattering along the dirt as he manages to stand, but wobbling, he didn't have normal legs they are like almost that of an imp.* is he an imp?! What have I done he dosent know what the hells going on...hah hell. No time for Internal jokes just gotta help him. *i slowly approach him, he quivers at the sight of seeing me walk toward him. He wobbles for a moment but quickly sprints and latches onto me.* "it's really you Kyle I'm so so sorry for leaving you here it was terrible I could only watch i felt so terrible watching what you were going through without me I feel so bad for leaving you please don't leave me I'll be a better super best friend for you I promise I don't wanna die again please-" oh Stan. "Stan-" he's rambling. "And I should have said goodbye properly and I-" can he listen oh my lord. "STAN. It's ok your here now that's all that matters to me ok?" *and that's when freezing cold tears flooded out onto my shoulder.* He must have hated it. But I have questions..why is he an imp?! "Ok ok but why are you a imp dude...we're you like not a ghost?" I hope he's ok with answering... "oh..yeah well ghosts can stay aslong as they like as a ghost but if they like had enough they can go to like that heaven and hell shit? *sniffle* and I guess that's where I would have gone..my question is where did everyone go..?" *he turned his head as he slowly stepped back clenching my hand as he stumbled. "Did Kenny say hi for me?" WAIT WHAT?! "YOUR TELLING ME HE ACTUALLY DIES?! AND JUST COMES BACK LIKE THAT?!" Now I feel bad for thinking he was lying. "Yeah shocker I know," Kenny? *the click clack of hooves bursts through the bushes as Kenny ducks under a tree. He looked similar to Stan, only thing was he had more of a angel-dusty grey pallete. Like a burnt ciggarette or someone burning white chocolate* "well I can tell you what's up with everyone missing, when you looked at butters did you see his eyes? He isn't human I'll tell you that, we don't know what he is but he's up to no good, must have done something with everyone when the burst happend, I'm assuming everyone is misssing?" Oh boy. "From what I know yeah- why didn't you tell me all this voodoo spiritual stuff was going on here I would have moved ages ago with my family..." this is a lot to take in I mean, there's devils and probably angels and voodoo demon magic and it's just overwhelming.. *i slowly clench my hands onto Stan's beanie, trying to process everything.* "Kyle it's gonna be alright, nice to know you wear my hat hm?..and my ice skates? That's cute, knew you liked them.." cute? Is he trying to make me blush...well it's working but I still don't get it...this is all insane is everyone I know some sort of demon hybrid thing?! *i slowly sit down as I feel the dirt hit me,* I can't belive this is what I'm dealing with now. And now I'm gonna fix it, I trusted the bad guy it's my fault. I'm gonna help.