"Do I Know You?" [K2]

Chapter 16 | Who I Really Am Isn't Always Perfect

wHOOP THIS STORY IS GETTING CLOSE TO COMPLETION AND THEN MY OTHER SOUTH PARK STORIES COULD BE WORKED ON AGAIN I'M EXCITED KSJFNKREJNFKJDRN

Also quickly #2: Once this story is done, should I make a sequel..?

Kenny's POV

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"HEY EVERYONE!" A voice shouted through the speakers in the gym, the volume being so loud that it echoed through the hallways of the school.

"I KNOW WHO MYSTERION IS! AND IT'S NONE OTHER THAN KENNY MCCORMICK HIMSELF!"

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I sighed heavily, just really not wanting to deal with this anymore. I took Kyle's hand (earning a small scoff from Stan) and walked back into the gym, looking at the petite figure on the stage. He was nervously holding the microphone, trying to stutter out a sentence to say what proof he had for his unrealistic claim.

"S-So... umm... I-I don't really have any proof for this, but I know! I-I saw it with my own eyes!" Butters continued, moving his hand up to shield his eyes form the bright light shining down on him. I hear Stan mutter, "Knew it," under his breath, earning a light punch in the arm from Kyle's free hand. 

"THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE MY LINE!" A totally not obvious voice shouted, slowly jogging to where Butters currently is to say his version of that line. I almost laughed at their stupidity, because neither of them have proof. Sure, Cartman has the tape recorded and stuff, but how's that going to help him prove that I'm the vigilante in dark purple?

I let go of Kyle's hand and walked towards Cartman, people moving over and making a path for me as I walked by them. I earned a few compliments, some good wishes, and even a few claps from my fellow classmates. I heard two pairs of footsteps behind me, the concerned faces of Kyle and Stan following close behind. They both stopped, Stan getting a hint to go back where our other classmates were.

His steps were the only thing that were heard throughout the room, everyone else practically holding their breath to hear every sound that happens in the room. I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding, shuffling slowly towards the red-head in front of me.

Inches apart, taking a shaky breath in and out, putting on my Mysterion voice, saying, "You know... some of your hair is sticking out." in a low whisper. Those were the only things needed to see Kyle's eyes light up in surprise, a true burst of happiness showing by just his expression. I didn't try to wipe the smile off my face as I would normally do, but let it stay there, just for a single moment.

"идиот" Kyle leaning in and planing a small kiss on my cheek, my heart practically fluttering out of my chest. Sure, there were a few groans of disgust and such, but I do know that none of that mattered. I actually... felt... something. I'm not one to ponder over my feelings, especially if it's over something like crushes and such. We're so naïve in these topics, from being so young, but so mature in other ways. It's weird, but so is life.

Smiling, I continued walking, my heart rate increasing with every step I took. I was never this nervous, especially when I was about to do what I do best. The sound of my shoes going up the steps echoed throughout the room, Cartman glaring daggers at me from where he was standing towards the back. He scoffed as I took the microphone from a slightly shaking Butters, a hint of fear in my eyes. 

"I... I really didn't want people to find out... because I really just wanted to protect the people I care about. I didn't want to become the big name in South Park, nor did I want all this attention," I sighed, a small chuckle going along with it, "But... here we are. I'm standing on this stage, you all are watching or recording, and I believe now would be the time to reveal myself. Yes, my fellow students, I am the hero in dark purple.

"The hero that tries to do his best to protect his friends, only to almost hurt them. I am the one who saves our shit town when it needs saving, the one who lashes out at people when I'm this alter-ego but jokes about the same topic when I'm not Mysterion, I'm even the one who sacrifices my life multiple times to save you guys, even if you may not remember." No one moved, not even Cartman. He stood there in shock, surprise, whatever it was that made his just stand there and listen to my speech.

"I didn't know that this day would come so quickly. It's kinda startling if anything. But you have to be prepared for anything, no matter what," I took a step back, all eyes on me slowly reaching down towards my pant leg. I've been thinking about one time I died... when I finally had the courage to ask Death a few questions while I was waiting to go back. I didn't stay there long, but I do remember one answer he gave me that can be helpful in this situation...

I pointed the gun to my head.

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