Eric Cartman Must Die
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Category:
+S through Z › South Park
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,090
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own South Park, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Viewpoint Of A Psychopath
Eric Cartman Must Die, Act 5
WARNING: Violence, Language
DISCLAIMER: The usual jargon. These kids aren't mine.
A/N: Thi a s a short piece, written from Scott Tenorman's POV. It is a look into how he is thinking during all of the events of the first four chapters. Chapter six will resume where chapter four left off.
I sit there in the cold room, the white padded walls my only comfort. This place scares me. Every night I hear some psychopath screaming his lungs out down the hall. Jesus.
I want to get out of here. I've been here too long. I don't want to be in this hellhole any longer, but how can I possibly escape?
I start to sing that song, the one by my favorite band, Radiohead, when I hear something by my door and look up, curious. What I see next will change my fate.
Four boys are staring in at me, nasty little smirks on their faces. I recognize them. I don't know what all of their names are, but there's a familiar face among them.
Eric Cartman. That fat son of a bitch that butchered my parents. It's HIS fault that I'm here! Now he's looking in at me, laughing. Enjoying my insaity. Well, if he wants insanity...I ignore him and keep singing, pretending not to notice he's there. Already a plan is forming in my mind. If I could just get out of here...
Things will change for me...
*****
It's the following evening. I hear the squeak of the food cart coming my way. The nurse on duty coming with my dinner. Well, I have a surprise for her. I hide behind the door, squatting down to avoid being seen. I watch, waiting my moment, as she looks into the room and sees that I am not there. Too late for her to see me as I stand up behind her and swing, connecting with the back of her head.
She is unconscious. I steal her keys, and escape. It was a lot easier then I thought it would be. I was surprised by a doctor, but fortunately, I overpowered him, putting him in a sleeper hold, which allowed me to steal his clothes, making my exit easier.
*****
Well, I've been out for 24 hours. It's time for my revenge. I go to Cartman's house, luring his kitty outside with Tuna, before I kill the cat. Phase One: Complete. Time to exact a little vengence. Perhaps scaring him a little is a good way to start. Which is exactly what I do, the voices of my parents cheering me on inside my head.
The piggish little fucker is running for his life and I laugh. I don't follow him. Instead, I get a better idea. I go back to Kitty's corpse, take some of her blood, and smear the word DIE next to his front door, which I bear off its hinges for dramatic effect.
Yeah, I know. I'm a psychopath. But who made me that way?
Soon, very, very soon, the fat little boy known as Eric Cartman... well, his time will be up. My revenge plan will be complete, and then I can go on to a normal life. Just me and my voices. My parents' voices. Yes, they're dead, but they are still with me.
They will always be with me.
To Be Continued.
Next Chapter: Cartman gets tired of running, and fights Scott Tenorman to the death, where, in the end, only one will survive. Who will the lucky person be?
WARNING: Violence, Language
DISCLAIMER: The usual jargon. These kids aren't mine.
A/N: Thi a s a short piece, written from Scott Tenorman's POV. It is a look into how he is thinking during all of the events of the first four chapters. Chapter six will resume where chapter four left off.
I sit there in the cold room, the white padded walls my only comfort. This place scares me. Every night I hear some psychopath screaming his lungs out down the hall. Jesus.
I want to get out of here. I've been here too long. I don't want to be in this hellhole any longer, but how can I possibly escape?
I start to sing that song, the one by my favorite band, Radiohead, when I hear something by my door and look up, curious. What I see next will change my fate.
Four boys are staring in at me, nasty little smirks on their faces. I recognize them. I don't know what all of their names are, but there's a familiar face among them.
Eric Cartman. That fat son of a bitch that butchered my parents. It's HIS fault that I'm here! Now he's looking in at me, laughing. Enjoying my insaity. Well, if he wants insanity...I ignore him and keep singing, pretending not to notice he's there. Already a plan is forming in my mind. If I could just get out of here...
Things will change for me...
*****
It's the following evening. I hear the squeak of the food cart coming my way. The nurse on duty coming with my dinner. Well, I have a surprise for her. I hide behind the door, squatting down to avoid being seen. I watch, waiting my moment, as she looks into the room and sees that I am not there. Too late for her to see me as I stand up behind her and swing, connecting with the back of her head.
She is unconscious. I steal her keys, and escape. It was a lot easier then I thought it would be. I was surprised by a doctor, but fortunately, I overpowered him, putting him in a sleeper hold, which allowed me to steal his clothes, making my exit easier.
*****
Well, I've been out for 24 hours. It's time for my revenge. I go to Cartman's house, luring his kitty outside with Tuna, before I kill the cat. Phase One: Complete. Time to exact a little vengence. Perhaps scaring him a little is a good way to start. Which is exactly what I do, the voices of my parents cheering me on inside my head.
The piggish little fucker is running for his life and I laugh. I don't follow him. Instead, I get a better idea. I go back to Kitty's corpse, take some of her blood, and smear the word DIE next to his front door, which I bear off its hinges for dramatic effect.
Yeah, I know. I'm a psychopath. But who made me that way?
Soon, very, very soon, the fat little boy known as Eric Cartman... well, his time will be up. My revenge plan will be complete, and then I can go on to a normal life. Just me and my voices. My parents' voices. Yes, they're dead, but they are still with me.
They will always be with me.
To Be Continued.
Next Chapter: Cartman gets tired of running, and fights Scott Tenorman to the death, where, in the end, only one will survive. Who will the lucky person be?