Kyle POV
I open my eyes and look around at my new surroundings. I'm in my room. The deal really did work! I'm.. alive...
But I'm also not...I go to the bathroom and look at mirror. I look like myself but there's something on my chest. There's red words carved into it. The Devil's Soul Deal
That's odd. I don't remember that being there. Wait... That's what Damian's knife carved into my chest. Holy shit, I gotta go see Kenny!
I grab my hat and jacket and hurry out the door, not even checking what time it is. I turn on the phone in my pocket, reading the time. 11a.m.
I see Kenny's house and bang my fist on the door. He answers and drops his cup of coffee when he sees me. "Ky?", he questions. "So it's true", he hugs me. Before I can hug back he backs away and slaps me in the face. "What did you do!?", he shouts.
"I made a deal with a demon... I think his name was Danny or Davy or something", I tell him.
"Wait, YOU MADE A DEAL WITH DAMIAN?!?", he yells. I step back a bit away from him and nod. He glares at me. "You're an idiot babe", he sighs. I look down at my feet. "Why on Earth, would you give up your soul like that?", he asks pissed.
"For you", I mumble. He grabs my chin and pulls my head up to look at him. He kisses my lips and I do the same. He backs away and frowns.
"Next time, talk to me first", he says, shutting the door in my face.
I thought he would be happier than that. I walk away knowing he most likely wants to be alone right now. I should go see Stan. He helps me when Kenny and I have issues in our relationship.
I walk a couple houses down and knock on his door. He answers it with a can of beer in his hand. His eyes widen in shock when he looks at me. "Ky, your okay", he says with a smile. He throws the can away and grabs my arm, pulling me upstairs. "Dude, when Kenny told me about what happened to you I about killed myself. He is such a liar, lying about you dying. What a jerk", he tells me as we enter the room and sit down.
"What are you talking about Stan?", I ask him.
"Kenny told me some guy shot you at Stark's Pond", Stan explains.
"He wasn't lying about that", I tell him. "It really happened", I add on. His eyes widen and he looks me over. We look at each other in silence for a while. "Stan, I really did die. But I came back", I tell.
He looks at my eyes for any sign of this being a joke and his jaw drops when he realizes I'm being completely cereal. "You're crazy Ky", he chuckles, standing up and getting a game.
Ya.... That's what you always say....
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I Would Die for You - K2
FanficIf Kenny can live a normal life and not worry about death, Kyle would undertake constantly dying. NONE OF THE ART IS MINE AND I DONT OWN SOUTH PARK