It was morning. I woke up in my bed as usual, then got ready from another day at South Park Elementary. I went to the bus stop, where it was suprisingly only me and Stan.

He looked at me and greeted me with a smile. "Oh, hey Kenny."

"Hey, Stan. You know where Eric and Kyle are?", I said in my muffled voice from my hoodie.

Stan looked at me in a worried way. It seemed he didn't know either. "No, dude. I didn't hear anything from Kyle."

Something isn't right here. Stan and Kyle have always been best friends. If it's something he can't let Stan know about, I wonder what it could be. We stood silenty at the bus stop. I assumed they were out sick.

When we arrived at the school, we went to the classroom. We looked over at Eric and Kyle's seats, and there they were. They didn't seem to have been arguing like usual. I don't know weather to be suspicious or glad that there's no conflict. Should I have said something about them not being at the bus stop?

Stan went up to Cartman. "Hey fatass, why weren't you with us this morning?" Oh no, I thought. I had a feeling that this wouldn't end well.

"HEY!", Eric started. "It's none of your goddamn business where I was, and i'm not fat!"

Just as Stan was about to come out with a comeback, Kyle came up and tapped Eric's shoulder. "Don't you pick on Stan, Cartman!", and just like that, Eric stopped. This was even weirder than I imagined it would be.

Class ended, and we all went out to recess. Stan, Kyle, Eric, and Butters were playing flag football with Craig, Token, Tweek, and Clyde. I sat out in the game. I couldn't get my mind off of how different Eric and Kyle were acting. Well Kyle wasn't acting much different than usual, but Eric... As I was getting lost in thought, I heard two female students talking to eachother at the playground. I recognized one of the voices as Bebe's.

"Did you hear about Eric Cartman and Kyle Broflovski?", Bebe said in a teasing manner.

The other girl replied, also teasing. "I know, right? The nazi and the jew. Who would have guessed?"

"I can't believe they're going out." The girls walked off, laughing.

Just then, something snapped inside of me. My Kyle was dating that fatass? I couldn't let Eric have him. I was fine with him getting what he wanted, but not this time. I knew I couldn't confront Eric directly. He would hold my family being poor against me or say that I won't be able to beat him in a fight because i'm poor. I know how Eric's mind works. If only I could take back my Kyle with no way of him knowing what was coming, no way of knowing who I was...that's when it hit me.

I went on home after school ended. I passed by my parents, who were drinking in the living room, and went up to my room. I got out my old Mysterion outfit. I'm glad I kept it when me and Karen were at the foster home. It seems that, just as no one remembers me dying, every day is the same. No one recalls what happened the day before except only occasionally. No one seems to recall being superheros or the great Cathullu's awakening. Eric would not recognize me as being Mysterion, just as he does not even remember himself being the Coon.

The next day, I went to the bus stop as usual. Stan was still unaware of the situation between Eric and Kyle. I decided not to let him in on this. Class went by pretty fast, and it was time. When we all went to recess, Eric and Kyle were playing Texans V.S, Mexicans against Stan and Craig. I went up to the bathroom on the second floor and changed into my Mysterion costume. I jumped out of the window and landed myself in between Eric and Kyle.

"That's enough!", I blurted out in a deep voice, looking at Eric.

Eric stood there, trying to grasp what just happened. "D-dude! Where the fuck did you come from!"

I replied. "That should be none of your concern. All I ask of you is that you give up Kyle Broflovski."

"Why the fuck would I give him up!"

I faught Eric, just as I did Jessica Pinkerton back at Greeley Elementary, and beat him. As he feel to the floor of the playground, I noticed people gathering around us. I answered his question.

"It's because, Eric, you can't have Kyle Broflovski. He belongs to me."

Everyone was shocked, but most of all, Kyle. "Dude...Who..who are you?", Kyle asked me.

"Me?", I started, as I turned around to face him. "I am...Mysterion. I will win you back from Eric Cartman."

Well, that ends part 1. I promise I will come out with part 2, so please look foward to it! ^^