Fiery Siren (South Park: Stick of Truth)

Chapter 21

Approaching Annie, Akira gave the said girl a tire smile, "Butters, stay here," Akira ordered, "I'm ready to see the other girls."

"Okay," Annie blindfolds Akira and to their secret hideout.

Removing the blindfold, "Akira, the girls are very thankful for you texting us the records," Wendy thanked.

"We are one step away from finding out which girl among us is a two-faced bitch," Bebe informed.

"Unfortunately, the records keeper at the clinic is from Paris and so everything is written in French," Wendy explained.

"Whoever this two-faced bitch is thinks she can outsmart us!" a girl with orange pigtails yelled.

"We want to help you and the boys play your game, but we just can't have a two-faced bitch out there on the loose. Just get these documents translated for us, and we PROMISE we will join your army. Sparkle," Wendy promised as she hands Akira the documents.

"SUNSHINE!" all the girls yelled as Akira was blindfolded again and returned to City Hall where Butters is waiting for her.

"Lets go Butters, we need to inform the others," Akira told as she and Butters returned to Kyle's backyard, "Kyle, we need to have a meeting."

"Council, gather around!" Kyle ordered as Akira handed him the document.

"Cinq femmes ont subi un avortement........... what language is that?" Stan questioned as he read the paper over Kyle's shoulder.

"It's some kind of strange Orcish. I've seen this language before. In the kingdom of the north........" Cartman told as he read the document.

"Ooooh, the kingdom of the north...." Butters awed.

"Whatever is written on these documents is somehow the key to us recruiting the girls to our army," Stan stated as Akira face palmed at their stupidity.

"You guys are idiots," Akira muttered as she heard indignant noise from them, "It is in French and we need translate it for the girls."

Cartman ignored her as he grabbed a passport, "Getting that document translated isn't going to be easy..... To breach the kingdom of the north, you will have to assume another identity. Your name is no longer Commander Douchebag," Akira felt her right eye twitch in annoyance, "It is now 'Lucille Bobinski' from Cleveland."

"The quickest way to the kingdom of the north is through the Lost Forest. Head north, then north again. North..... and then norht," Kyle informed, "To get your photo taken head to Photo Dojo."

Leaving the backyard, Akira journeyed to Photo Dojo as she entered the building, 'Careful Akira, I don't trust that man,' Sol warned.

"Hi, I'm here to have my picture taken for my passport," Akira fake cheerily greeted the man as she took Sol's warning to heart but she did fell something was off with the cameraman.

"Of course, just head on into the room there and we'll get started after I finish this paper work here," the sketchy cameraman as Akira gave him a fake cheery smile.

Entering the room, she checked to see if the sketchy man was still watching her which he wasn't, Akira began searching the room until she found the REAL cameraman who was beaten to a pulp and was tied up. Untying the man, she began to heal his injuries, "Sir are you okay?" Akira gently asked as she healed the last of the injuries. Someone grabbed a fist full of her hair as Akira cried out in pain from her hair being roughly pulled.

'AKIRA!!!!!' Sol yelled as he tried to take a physical human form and help free Akira from the fake cameraman's grasp.

"Screw you ASSHOLE!!!" Akira spat elbowing him in the stomach as he loosened his grip on her hair, Akira swiftly turned around kneeing him in the groan and putting him in a chokehold until he passed out. Once he was unconscious, Akira used the same rope that the fake cameraman use to tie the real cameraman.

"Wow! Good job, kid! You're quite the fighter," the cameraman complimented as he took a picture of Akira before handing her the photo, "Here you go. Now to call the police and send this scumbag to jail."

Placing the picture in the passport, Akira traveled north until she arrived at the out post of Border Control, "Ah, I see you have a passport! All right, hand it over," the guard ordered as Akira handed over her passport, "Papers appear to be in order. Very well, I hereby grant thee access to the great NATION OF CANADA! OPEN THE GATE!!!!!!" The guard realized he was the only guard there, "Oh, I'll do it. Hold on......." he told as he opened the gate, "There we go."

Traveling further into Canada, Akira entered the palace and approached the Prince and Princess of Canada. "Well, well, what have we here? A here from the south? Not just anyone can pass the guard at the great border. You must have beaten the odds and obtained...... a passport," the prince observed, "I am the Prince of Canada and this my lovely wife. How can I help you?"

"I have a document that need to be translated," Akira answered as she gave the prince the document.

"What's this? Hmm.........sorry, but I don't know what this says. I've seen this language before but I believe it is only spoken in a specific part of Canada," the prince told, "I suggest you travel west of here and seek out the Earl of Winnipeg. He can tell you where in Canada they speak this freakish tongue. But I warn you: the wilderness of Canada is filled with Dire Wolves! You know what Dire Wolves are, right? They're like wolves........but they're DIRE," he handed the document back to Akira.

Leaving the palace, Akira journeyed to Winnipeg and entered the Earl's home, "Can you translate this, please?" she politely asked as she gave the Earl the document.

"Ah yes. This is definitely Canadian," Earl informed as he gave the document back to Akira, "But why should I help a foreigner when Winnipeg us completely overrun with Dire Bears?! Tell you what-- kill off all the Dire Bears in the north part of town and I'll help you however I can!"