Chapter 1

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"Careful!" Kyle Broflovski didn't mean to shout when he faces his assistant. Her round, doe eyes shine in shock and her chubby cheeks shrink as she bites the inside of them. Slowly, she tucks the strand of hair, which fell from her ponytail, back.

"I'm sorry Kyle, but you don't have to shout at me." Heidi Turner replies, still getting over the initial shock at Kyle screaming at her. Sure, he had a temper, but he never used it toward her. "You know I don't like it when people shout."

Kyle bites his lip. Yes, he did know this. He knew that Heidi narrowly escaped a verbally abusive relationship. He knew that ever since, Heidi has had a thing about people shouting.

But this is important. Something as little as a single strand of hair could fuck the whole thing up, and Kyle was not willing to risk that.

"I'm sorry, Heidi. But, you know that a single ounce of your DNA could contaminate it." Kyle motions to the table, and Heidi takes a step back.

On top of the clean, crisp surface is a simple petri dish. A dish which could possibly hold a cure to whatever had wrecked havoc in the rest of the states.

A few days ago, news stations had made emergency broadcasts about a dangerous disease. A disease which took human's host, and mutated their bodies in horribly bizarre and disturbing ways. It twisted limbs, blackened tongues, melted skin and a whole load of other things too disgusting to even comprehend. It was extremely contagious, and news stations warned towns that it would spread to them.

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow... but it would spread.

So far, whole states had been wiped out. The few stations still playing displayed maps, huge portions of the country scribbled out in black ink. While the threat was obvious, no one in the town of South Park believed it would even attempt to come here.

There was a few reasons for this thought.

One was that people decided that the virus would hate it here. It was a boring town, with very little to offer. Another was that it was practically invisible; South Park had not been marked on the maps, and to anyone studying North America from one wouldn't even know the town existed. More reasons included the lack of intelligence in the people, and some were so stupid that they didn't even need thinking about.

"I doubt that a single hair could ruin anything." Heidi sighs, glowering at the substance on the dish.

It was a murky black, catching the light and gleaming. If it was anything else, Kyle would call it pretty. But... it wasn't. It was practically a replica of the disease which escaped the labs of other cities. A replica which Kyle and Heidi were experimenting on, attempting to make a cure.

Because instead of sitting around and doing nothing - which most of the town was currently doing - Kyle wanted to stop the disease, ensure that it wouldn't even touch their town.

Heidi was still peering at the disease, face inching closer and smile quirking at her lips. She and Kyle had done this, together. They'd made something together, and it was causing her heart to race and her mind to swim. She'd made something with Kyle! Something that was a virus, something that was deadly and dangerous and disastrous.

Something that...

Heidi's thoughts were instantly swept away.

"It fucking moved!" She hisses, jumping back and latching onto Kyle's arm. The redhead flinches at the sudden contact, Heidi's hold horrible strong and firm on his upper arm. He shakes her off, fixing his partner with a sharp glare.

"No, it didn't. It's a substance. Substances don't move on their own."

"It fucking did." Heidi gapes at the ink like liquid, kneeling down and slowly shuffling closer to the table.

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