Ghost park

Part 18

Kyle POV

"Dude where the fuck are they" scoffed Stan as he stumbled through the bushy forest towards the group after taking a quick detour in an attempt to find Tolkien and Clyde.

"Ngh- in all fairness to them, Tolkiens house is all the way ok the other side of town" Tweek murmured while chewing on the insides of his cheeks.

I gazed through the thick forest, hoping to spot a a figure of two boys, but to no avail. I sighed and once again, slumped down against a tree.

"There they are" Craig's monotone voice cut through the awkward silence the 5 boys were sitting in.
"What? Where I don't see them?" Grumbled Cartman.
"I can hear them dude. Clyde's awful at staying quiet" responded Craig as he pointed towards the trees.

I turned my attention to them and sure enough, the blurred silhouettes of Tolkien and Clyde were sauntering towards us. I squinted my eyes in an attempt to see them better as I had left my glasses at home. Minutes after spotting two, the loud rambling of Clyde met my ears.

"I see what you mean" smirked Stan "Jesus he's talking Tolkien's ear off"

We all watched as the two slowly made their way towards us. I noticed Clyde's eyes were puffy and his wig was a tangled knot on his head, as if he had ripped it off and attempted to put it back on.

"Miss us?" Sang Clyde as he finally reached us, issuing a scoff from Cartman and Craig.
"Alright let's get going. I don't wanna get caught up here" I muttered, turning on my heel and dragging the group towards the small clearing between the trees.

"Wait dude what about Kenny? We still need to check on him" Stan asked.
"I already did. I stayed with him while you were all checking on your families. He's just left the Tuckers" I replied, still dragging the group towards the clearing.

Stan nodded and we all stood in a circle as I stepped forward and tapped the rhythmical pattern into the muddy ground of the clearing.

The ground fell away below me and I stepped back as a red light began emitting from the hole.
"Well, let's go" I groaned, sitting on the edge and swinging my legs over the hole.

"Leaving so soon?" A teasing voice echoed through the trees. I froze in place as fear swirled in my stomach. My breath was hitched in my throat as I tried to identify the owner of the voice. Wait, I know who's voice that is...

"Damien" Stan was the one to break the silence as he growled the name under his breath, bringing his attention to the demon who loomed over all of us with his height.

"The one and only" Damien smirked, leaning against a tree and placing one leg in front of the other.
"And Pip" a small blonde peeped as he made himself visible from behind a tree.

"Fuck" I sighed, pulling myself away from the ledge and standing to my full height, which wasn't very impressive considering I was only 3,8 when I had died.

(Before someone comes at me saying 'fanfic heigh dif' or whatever keep in mind he's 10 he's gna be short 💀)

"What do you want Damien" I snarled, puffing my chest out in a desperate attempt to seem intimidating, key word being attempt.

"Just curious as to why you're breaking one of my fathers only rules" he snarled, his voice laced with so much fury it sent a shiver through my spine. I glanced to Tweek who was uncontrollably shaking and murmuring inaudible things under his breath while Craig encouraged him to take deep breaths while clutching his hands in his.

The silence was interrupted by a cackle coming from the thin lips of Damien Thorn.
"Christ yous look like you're about to shit urself" he giggled, covering his mouth with his hand and casting the gaze of his yellow eyes across our terrified faces. The pressure on my chest was almost unbearable at this point. Anger bubbled in my chest as he continued snickering and teasing us.

"What are you going to do about it?" I Shrieked as the anger took over and I stormed up to Damien, shoving my finger at his chest.
"You gonna rat us out to daddy huh?" I mocked glaring at him with the piercing gaze of my brown eyes. I heard a small snicker behind me and slowly shifted my gaze towards Cartman. Realisation struck me and a momentary surprise rushed through me until I realised this was Eric Cartman we were talking about.

"You dirty fucker" I muttered "you ratted us out didn't you?" A devilish smirk was etched across Cartman's pale face as he shrugged his shoulders. I sprinted towards him, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him against a tree with force before moving my hands down to his upper arm so he couldn't move. I grasped his arms and slowly squeezed them until he let out a slight whimper.

"Okay okay Jesus Kyle get off of me" he pleaded, his eyes darting between me and the witnesses that stood around us, not bothering to help him. I loosened my grip but kept him pushed against the tree.

"Why'd you do it Cartman" I sneered.
"I didn't want to!" He cried, but I cut him off with a scoff, completely dismissing the lie he'd just told. I pinched his arms harder again and he sharply inhaled through his teeth as pain once again shot through his arms.

"Okay okay fine. They promised me they would bring me back to life if I told them" he grumbled, nodding his head towards Pip and Damien, who just watched the scene unfold. I glanced at them and Damien gave me a slight nod, confirming Cartman's story. I released my grip on his arms and stepped back.

He immediately brought his hands up behind his head and massaged the area of it that had hit the hard twisting bark of the tree.
"God Kahl that was a bit overdramatic" he hissed before turning towards Damien and making his way towards the demon.

"We had a deal. Now bring me back to life" he demanded, as the bright eyed creature looked down on him in silence. They stared at each other for a moment before Damien let out a rude chuckle.

"You really thought that the son of Satan would keep his word?" He teased, a smirk forming on his pale skin as he pierced Cartman's pissed of face with his icy gaze.
Cartman's eyes widened and anger boiled through his veins as his demand was rejected. "What? We had a deal!" he exclaimed.
"Your fault for making a deal with the devil" Damien smirked as he leaned down to be at the same level as Eric.

"Look if you're gonna dob us in to Satan can you just do it now" Stan sighed
"Who says I'm gonna dob you in?" Damien questioned. We all stood, mouths agape at the hopeful thought of Damien not telling his father of our little adventure.
"Are you being for real?" Stammered Tweek, hopefulness glistening in his blue and green heterocromic eyes. Damien shrugged before muttering a half arsed response of "I had a change of heart"

A wave of thankful sighs ricocheted through the small group as the tension in the air quickly dissipated.

"Wow guys! It all worked out!" Cartman beamed in mock happiness. I sent a glare towards him and he quickly shut up, not wanting a repeat of my previous actions.

"I think it's about time we head back" Damien announced as red horns grew from the dark tuft of hair on his head and bat-like wings stretched out from his shoulder blades. He took a few steps forward before gracefully throwing himself deep into the pits off hell. I scrambled forward, surprised at his lack of fear, but saw him levitating a few inches off the ground, his wings slowly moving the air around him and keeping him upright. He lowered himself to the ground and looked up expectantly at the rest of us.

"Ah fuck it" I muttered before jumping into the ominous hole and letting the heat of hell envelope my body as I landed on the hard soil with a dramatic thump and a wail.

AN// Tweek has central heterochromia in this (blue around iris green around the pupil)