JB400 (A Stan X Kyle Fanfiction)

Prologue "Torn up and Broken"

It was another night of peace in this quiet little mountain town. The empty roadways, the street lights, and casually a few cars drove by, going back to their homes after hours of work. Though, not for the gangs. It was Sunday, around midnight, Kyle and Stan was walking back home. Well, Stan accompanying his super best friend home since outside at this time can be super dangerous, especially with all these gang members around. They decided that if they gone off to one of the alley ways, there is a chance where they will meet with these thugs, which is something they avoid a lot.

"Man, my stomach is full from the food you just bought from me." Kyle said, clearly overfill himself from Stan's meals that he just bought while he was gone earlier this afternoon. Stan only chuckles, "Told ya, the foods these guys made is good and can make you fill up real quick" Stan said, then Kyle smiled, and the looks Kyle give to Stan is just one of many cute moments. "You want me to buy you more, huh?", Kyle was surprised by his sudden question then looks away, with a slight hint of red on his cheeks. "C'mon, I can see it from your eyes, Kyle. I can buy you more whenever I can" He smiled, then Kyle pouted, the blush didn't leave his face. "S-Sure, b-but don't give it to Cartman or Kenny, o-only for the both of us, okay?", Stan smiled and give a secret wink, "Of course, Kyle"

After a few moments later, they are close to Kyle's house, without realization, in a nearby alley, there are a group of thugs, maybe around 3 of them. The thugs saw them and immediately went into action, but stayed silent as possible. Stan felt his awareness tingling, as if someone slowly stalking them, though, he shrug it off, hoping it's nothing.

When they about to reach the front door, there was a gunshot coming from behind them. Stan quickly look back, and shocked to saw three thugs, one is holding a gun, and the other two just hold knives. Though, what's shocked him the most is that the gun that has been fired, he doesn't feel anything, though when he looked to the left, he saw that Kyle was on the snow covered earth, bleeding. Stan looked, wide-eyed and quickly come at him, and keep a pressure on the bullet wound. When the thugs finally look at what's happening, they start to act, firstly one of them who has a sharp blade came to Stan and pin him on the ground. Stan's ears we're numbed because of the gunshot, and he prayed help will arrive soon. "Oi kid! Give me your money!" The thug demand, yet Stan's eyes only laid onto Kyle's scared eyes, as the other one starts to look for money on his pocket. Stan, with a reflex, grab a nearby bottle and smash it to the thug's head to make him bleed. The other one, slowly lunge at Stan, but he dodge it and use the sharp parts of the bottle, he push it to the thug's stomach. There was a slight scream of pain from the guy's gut being torn apart by sharp glass, and Stan do that again for another 4 times.

The guy with the gun fired another round, but he misses because Stan went into cover. Soon, there was police sirens, "Oh fuck! You got lucky kid, for now." The thug soon left and went back to the shadows. Stan soon run back to Kyle, who was still bleeding on the snowy floor, "Kyle! Stay with me!" Stan said, his visions starts to blur, he was tearing up. Kyle's eyes start to tear up as well, as his right hand held Stan's left hand. "The police will be here soon! J-Just wait a little longer, o-okay? j-ju-"

Stan was cut short after he saw that Kyle was coughing up blood. He was scared and his heart rate increases every second, he felt his world crashing down and his heart torn apart from the sight of seeing his best friend that he cared and loved is about to rest like this. Before Stan could hold on, he sees Kyle smiled at him. A smile that he would never forget.

"T-Thank you, S-Stan...", he paused as he started to coughing up blood again, and drew the last breath of his life, "F-For everything..." After those words cut through the air, Kyle was no longer moving. His warm smile starts to fall apart, same for Stan's life. He called for Kyle, over and over, screaming his name and calling out for him, but it's all too late.