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When I woke up my vision was a little blurry. The back of my head was pounding and it hurt alot.

"You're finally awake." I realized Tony was in front of me. I was tied to a chair and my throat was hurting a lot. I was in a dark dimly lit room. I'm guessing a basement or old slaughter house. Tony had another sickening smile plastered on his face. "Took you long enough Kyle." He cupped my face with his hand and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead.

Note to self: If I make this out alive wash my forehead with bleach.

Tony kept smiling and that's when I realized he reminded me a lot of Patrick from IT. "Why did you fucking kidnap me!? I thought you said you were doing the killings for me!"

Tony backed up and shook his head. "You don't get it do you?"

I looked at him confused.

"I didn't kill them. Yes I kidnapped them, but someone else did the killing." He took out a pocket knife and held it gently against my right cheek. "Sure I killed before, but I haven't in this town." There was a moment of silence like he was thinking. "Yet at least." I felt a sharp pain in my cheek. That's when I realized he made a small cut with his knife. "But I could always make an exception for you my dear sweet Kyle."

"I'm not yours!" I spit and he rolled his eyes. "I'm not anyone's!"

"Liar." He told me calmly. It wasn't a normal calm, but more of a calm that has a dark aura behind it. "You like the asshole."

"If anyone is an asshole it's you." I huffed. "You were the one who knocked me out!"

"You know I love you right? I would kill for you. I would kill you. After all I killed my sister and I loved her." I felt the blood drain from my body. "If I had friends I'd probably kill them to." That's when I realized something.

"W-where's Butters?" I stuttered making Tony smile his twisted smile.

"In another room locked up. Seems weak doesn't he?" He chuckled.

"He's been through a lot..." I trailed off. "Just let him go!"

"Now why would I do that? Besides even if I wanted to I couldn't withour my bosses permission." Tony leaned against a table with a lot of tools and sharp objects. "You know I killed my sister qhen I was twelve? I blamed it on a robber."

"I don't fucking care!" I tried to get out of the ropes.

"The more you struggle the harder my job will be Kyle." I stopped as I heard a new voice. That's right, there was two people. I turned to see a tall figure with brown wavy hair and glasses.

"Jeez Alastor what took you so long?" Tony crossed his arms pushing off of the table and grabbed the KFC bag that was in Alastor's hand.

"Well if it wasn't for you forgetting to get dinner I wouldn't have had to go out to get something." Alastor shrugged before grabbing a chair and sitting across from me.

"Wait hold up." I tell them and Tony looks over. "You're telling me that I was kidnapped by a teacher's assistant and a guy who has a evil crush on me?"

Alastor shrugged. "Yeah basically." Tony sat next to him and threw his knife at the wall. Right after tony did that Alastor slapped him in the back of the head. "Any questions?"

"Soooooo Tony didn't do the killings, but you did?" I need to keep them talking.

"No." Tony and Alastor stated.

"Are the two of you related?" I asked next.

"No." They once more replied.

"Where are we? How do the two of you know each other? Who's the actual killer? Is Butters okay? Why are you guys blaming Cartman? Ho-" A knife was stabbed into my chair between my legs. This time it was Alastor's knife. He placed his hand on the back of my chair and almost got nose to nose to me. My once hero is now my kidnapper.

"Why would I ruin the fun?" He smiled. "Butters is, how can I say this? Holding on? Yeah that's it. Holding on for his life."

"You're a fucking lunatic." I told him and he smirked.

"Why thank you." He sat back in his seat. "I grew up in South Park and was recruited by our boss. Once I was recruited Tony moved into town. He joined and things started falling into place."

"The boss was my spy at the school, and they were the one who showed me the cameras. That way I could keep my eye on you." Tony explained.

"Are you two seriously telling him our plans?" I heard an annoyed voice. It was a voice I grew to know well, but now sends a chill down my spin. "You two are fucking idiots." I felt their fingers brush against my neck as they walked around to face me. I hoped it wasn't who I thought it was. I closed my eyes tightly. "Hello Kyle fucking Broflovski."

I opened my eyes to see the eyes of a killer. They were crouched down so we were face to face. "Oh fuck." I mumbled. "Why would you do this?" The killer stared at me emotionless.

"Why wouldn't I?"

Cartman's POV

"Eric Cartman. You're free to go!" A cop opened my cell and I looked at them confused.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Another kidnapping happened, and from the looks of it it was the Vampire Of South Park." The cop told me. "Yeah this time it was two victims though a blonde guy named Butters and that Kyle boy."

My blood boiled. They have Butters and Kyle?! I quickly got my stuff the cops took from me and high tailed it out of there. It can't be true! It just can't! Kyle is home with Ike and Pete and everything is okay! He is okay!

I didn't care how tired and sore I was. I just need to make sure Kyle was okay. I got to his house and banged on the door. Stan opened it and I rushed in. "Please tell me it's not true!"

Pete was next to Stan and looked away. Fuck please no. "It's true Cartman..." Stan looked down and I landed on my knees. I felt tears prick their way out. "Cartman we will get him back." Stan sat next to me and all I wanted to do was have Kyle back in my arms. "Kenny and Craig are on their way over to help look for him and Butters both."

I felt weak arms wrap around me. It took me a moment to realise Pete was hugging me from the side. Stan was the next to hug me. I didn't care who was hugging me. I just needed Kyle back by my side.

I heard Craigs car pull up in the drive way and the two of them walked in. "Cartman... His shoes was found at Starks Pond..." Kenny told me as we all walked to the living room. "After he didn't come back last night Ike called me. He said Kyle told him and Pete that he was going to Stan's."

"He didn't though." Stan mentioned. Pete hands me a tissue and I nod as a thanks. "Pete and I think it was Tony."

I felt my blood run cold.

"You worthless son of a whore. Kyle will never love you."

I remembered what Tony once told ne before had beaten me up. It was right after the school dance. I shook my head. "If it really is Tony we need to get Kyle back soon. I can't live without him." I need to see Kyle again... Call me crazy but I need to ask him something important. I don't care about our bet.

The guys nodded and we made a plan. Stan and Pete drive around looking for anything around town that seems off while Craig, Kenny, Ike, and I drive around looking for clues. We started at Starks Pond at the area where Kyle's shoes were found. There was police tape, and from the looks of it they were not coming back to clean it up.

As we got closer I noticed a broken tree branch on the ground dusted with a brownish color. "Wait..." Next to the branch was an imprint that someone was lying there and in it was blood. "I'm going to fucking kill them!"

"Cartman what are you talking about?" Kenny asked and I pointed to the blood. "Oh shit. Hat looks like a lot..."

"He fucking hurt him Kenny. I'm going to kill him once I get my hands on him!" I'm 99.9% sure it's Tony.

"Firkle told me Tony didn't come home last night." Ike gets off of his phone.

"Wait what?" Kenny looks at Kyle's little brother confused. To be honest I was too.

"Tony is Firkle's foster brother." Ike explained and I groand. This means Tony is either the killer or was also kidnapped by him.

I slumped against a bench and looked down at my lap. How are we supposed to find him before we run out of time. "To bad we don't have a police dog or something." Ike mumbled and I raised my head to look at him.

"Say that again?" I asked.

"Uh to bad we don't have a police dog or something?" Ike questioned and something in my head clicked.

"That's it!" I got up and looked at Kenny. "Kenny you got a dog this past summer right?! A bloodhound?!"

Soon a huge grin crosses the blond haird boys face. "Cartman I can't believe I'm saying this but you're a genius!" All of us got back in Craig's car and drove to pick up Kenny's dog.

Hold on Kyle. Just hold on. I'm coming for you.

A/n: The story seems to be coming to an end.... Nah!