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It couldn't get any worse.
You and your family had recently moved to South Park, a small mountain town in Colorado. Your family included your mother, father, and your brother Gregory. You were born an orphan, and was adopted by your family at age 3. While you and your brother were close in age (Gregory is older by about 6 months), the two of you couldn't be more opposite. Gregory was a star student in Yardale, and even though he doesn't have the same group of friends in South Park Elementary, he seems to have a close relationship with a pretty girl named Wendy. You on the other hand, was homeschooled, so you never got to have an opportunity to interact with kids your age. Your only friend is a person you know over the internet, who calls himself The Mole, who also seems to be good friends with your brother. And while Gregory is a kind and protective older brother, you want to be independent for once.
Recently, your favorite comedy duo, Terrance and Phillip, starred in a very funny, very offensive, movie called Asses of Fire. You had snuck out to go see it, unbeknownst to your parents, along with several other kids your age who had the same idea. Your parents still had no idea you snuck out, but many of the other kids families found out, and mothers all around the city were furious of the movie and started protests and movements against the film. The last straw was when a young boy died from accidentally lighting himself on fire after seeing Terrance and Phillip do it. Now Terrance and Phillip were arrested, and America was going into war with Canada. You wanted to save Terrance and Phillip, but felt so helpless.
It was almost time for bed. You were checking your emails, when you came across one marked "La Resistance". You open it.
You and your family had recently moved to South Park, a small mountain town in Colorado. Your family included your mother, father, and your brother Gregory. You were born an orphan, and was adopted by your family at age 3. While you and your brother were close in age (Gregory is older by about 6 months), the two of you couldn't be more opposite. Gregory was a star student in Yardale, and even though he doesn't have the same group of friends in South Park Elementary, he seems to have a close relationship with a pretty girl named Wendy. You on the other hand, was homeschooled, so you never got to have an opportunity to interact with kids your age. Your only friend is a person you know over the internet, who calls himself The Mole, who also seems to be good friends with your brother. And while Gregory is a kind and protective older brother, you want to be independent for once.
Recently, your favorite comedy duo, Terrance and Phillip, starred in a very funny, very offensive, movie called Asses of Fire. You had snuck out to go see it, unbeknownst to your parents, along with several other kids your age who had the same idea. Your parents still had no idea you snuck out, but many of the other kids families found out, and mothers all around the city were furious of the movie and started protests and movements against the film. The last straw was when a young boy died from accidentally lighting himself on fire after seeing Terrance and Phillip do it. Now Terrance and Phillip were arrested, and America was going into war with Canada. You wanted to save Terrance and Phillip, but felt so helpless.
It was almost time for bed. You were checking your emails, when you came across one marked "La Resistance". You open it.
"Want to help Terrance & Phillip? Sneak out after you get tucked into bed tonight and meet at Carl's Warehouse. There will be punch and pie. This is top secret. The password is 'La Resistance' ".
You check the e-mail address, seeing its from a Stan Marsh. The address for Carl's Warehouse indicated that the sender also lived either in or somewhere near South Park. About a second later, you get an IM from The Mole. You open your chat to talk to him.
Mole: Hello (screen name)
(SN): Hi. How are you?
Mole: Terrible! I got grounded again.
(SN): Did you sneak out to see the Terrance and Phillip Movie too?
Mole: No, it wasn't for that. No, it was because God hates me. He enjoys making me miserable. So I called him a cocksucking asshole. Then I got grounded.
(SN): Again? This has to be the 3rd time this month!
Mole: Yeah, I'm not actually supposed to be on right now. I snuck on to speak with you. My friend Gregory told me he was emailed a letter. Apparently a group of kids are planning on infiltrating the USO show to rescue those Canadians that are held captive.
(SN): Hey I was emailed the same letter. Well what do you think? Are you gonna join La Resistance?
Mole: I dunno. I'm not sure if I can. Maybe. I don't want to risk getting grounded again! Not for anybody.
(SC): Well, I wanna help Terrance and Phillip. I'll join, but I'll have to sneak out so my family won't find out.
Mole: Alright. I'll support whatever decision you make on this. I'm gonna have to leave. My mom just got home, and I'll need to log off.
(SN): Okay Mole. I have to go anyways, it's almost bedtime. Good night.
Mole: Bonne nuit (screen name). And good luck.
The Mole has logged off.
"We're willing to take that risk." said Stan determined. Chrsitophe nodded.
"Then, let's go!" he proclaimed as he led your group down the hill. The show was going on. Kyle's mother was hosting it with Big Gay Al, and on stage were Terrance and Phillip, hooked up and wired to electric chairs ready to be fried at the end of the show. The area around the stage was guarded pretty tight. There were barbed wires all around. The Mole snipped a bottom wire with hedge trimmers and gingerly leads the rest of your group.
"Be careful not to touch this wire." warned The Mole. Cartman however had gotten snagged on one.
"Agh! Motherfucker!" shouted Cartman as he gets zapped again. Stan put his hand over the chubby kid's mouth to keep him from yelling a stream of swears. Stan and Cartman catch up with the rest.
"Shit!" said the Mole frustrated. "The USO show has started. We are running out of time!"
" Do you see Terrance and Phillip?" asked Kyle.
"Yes," answered Christophe, looking through binoculars (actually a Viewmaster toy), "Yes, but they are heavily guarded. We have to dig from here so as not to be seen. Come on, bitches!" He pulls out the shovel he carries and starts digging. As he was digging, Stan asks Christophe about finding something called the "clitoris", so that Wendy would like him. You remember Gregory mentioning that this other kid had a crush on Wendy.
After you and the other boys followed the Mole through his tunnel, the area was swarming with soldiers and searchlights. Following The Mole, all of you rush out of the hole, runs towards a building, and stop at a wall.
"Okay, we will split up here." said the Mole "Let's synchronize watches." Unfortunately, non of you had watches.
"Did you bring the mirror?" asks Christophe. Stan and Kyle pull out the items from Cartman's backpack as it's called.
"And the rope?"
"Check"
"And the buttfor?"
"What's a buttfor?" asked Kyle.
"For pooping, silly." says The Mole as he puffs some smoke from his cigarette.
"That's kinda funny." You giggled. The Mole gave a soft smile.
"Well, thank you. Anyways," he continued, "listen carefully. I will dig under the stage, and with that bedrock, I will need more time. Stan and Kyle, get near the stage and stall the show, any way you can. Do whatever it takes to keep that show going, until I get ze prisoners."
"Okay," answers Stan.
"Cartman," says the Mole, "over zere is the electrical box. You must sneak over there and shut it off before I return with Terrance and Phillippe, or ze alarms will sound, and I will be attacked by guard dogs. Got it?"
"Okay" answers Cartman.
"You must shut off the alarms! I fucking hate guard dogs!" yells Christophe. You remember in a chat somewhere he mentioned he was afraid of dogs after he got attacked by one when he was very young.
"I heard you the first time, you British piece of shit!" said Cartman as he got zapped. That kid was starting to really annoy you.
"Agent S" he said pointing at you, "You will be join me," and he tossed you an extra shovel. "Now,if anything goes wrong, make a sound like a dying giraffe."
"What's a dying giraffe sound like?" asked Stan. Christophe responded by making a weird high pitched noise. Then he motions for you to start tunneling, and the both of you start digging.
"Be careful dude." says Kyle.
"Careful?" asks the Mole as he pauses for a moment. "Was my mother careful when she stabbed me in the heart with a clothes hanger while I was still in ze womb?" Before the other two could answer, the both of you dug until you couldn't hear them anymore.
"How far is it to the stage?" you asked Christophe, still digging.
"Not too far," he answered. "Also, you can drop the fake voice. I know you're really a girl."
"What?" you say in your normal voice, before you go back to disguising it "I mean, why do you think that?"
"Well, your face looks like a girl, you're wearing a necklace," he said pointing to your key on a chain.
"That's my house key!" you interrupt.
"And I can see a hair ribbon coming from your hat." he says. "I also know you want to keep your identity hidden, so I played along with it. Zose other three boys are probably too stupid to notice." Knowing that he's got you, you take off your hat and your (h/c) ponytail flows down like a waterfall.
"Okay, you're right." you answered in your normal voice. "I'm a girl." Christophe had a slight blush spreading across his cheeks.
"I thought so" he answered.
"My brother is in the resistance too." you continued, "He's very overprotective, and wouldn't let me help him, so I went incognito. I also wanted to meet you." you said with a slight blush on your cheeks. Christophe awhile stills tunneling, looked curiously at you.
"Where have I seen you before?" he asked. "Something about you seems familiar."
"We haven't met in person before," you explained, "but we talk all the time. I'm (screen name). And I'm also Gregory's sister." Christophe never dropped his shovel. He picked it up as the two of you continued digging.
"You're (screen name)." gasped Christophe.
"Yes I am," you replied digging on.
"I didn't know you lived in South Park." Christophe said surprised.
"I didn't always." You answered. "I used to live in Britain when Gregory went to Yardale. I was homeschooled."
"I'd like to know," Chrsitophe asks,"What's your real name?"
"My name is --" but before you could answer, your shovel hit wood. "Uh oh, we're here."
"Hmm, so we are." answers Christophe. "We can talk later. Let's move!" As the two of you dug upwards through the hardwood of the stage, you feel your heart drumming from both happiness at meeting Christophe in person, and from excitement of pulling off this rescue. The two of you break through the stage floor next to Terrance and Phillip (if this wasn't a rescue mission, you'd be fangirling right now).
"Psst! It's us!" you whisper, getting the duo's attention. The two Canadians were surprised to see two dirty messy children dig through the stage.
"We are here to rescue you!" whispered Christophe, "After I release you, follow us through the tunnel." You and Christophe try to unlock the chains, but without success. The two of your heard the awful sound of an alarm! Dammit Cartman you had one job, you thought. You heard Kyle and Stan making the sound of a dying giraffe.
"Hey, did you hear that?" said a soldier, "Sounds like a giraffe is dying over there." A spotlight lands on the both of you.
"Aw shit!" said Christophe in anger.
"They're spies!" shouted Kyle's Mom.
"Get them!" demands the general. You and Christophe tunnel back through the hole, but the worst has happened. The guard dogs were called, and started to follow.
"Oh no!" you shout knowing Christophe's fear of guard dogs. "You go,I'll distract them." you say pulling a baseball bat out of your backpack.
"Are you crazy!" shouts Christophe, "You'll be mauled!"
"So will you!" you say worried. Quickly, you pushed Christophe back so he could escape, taking the bat and hitting the dogs. The blows to the head ended up only making them angrier. A dog ended up biting your bat until it was only splinters. The dogs were scratching and biting at you, until you were weakened and could no longer fight the dogs off. You have failed.
When all seemed like it was lost, you felt a hand. Looking up, you see it was Christophe. He pulled you up to a spot where he help you up. The dogs were scratching and biting at him.
"Ow! Shit! Fucking guard dogs!" shouted Christophe in anger.
"I thought you wouldn't risk yourself for anyone, especially for guard dogs." you said remembering a previous conversation. Christophe looked worried at you.
"That was before I had anyone to care about." said Christophe, tears starting to glaze his eyes. He quickly wiped them off and picked you up. "We've got to get you out of this hellhole!" He said. The dogs kept chasing and biting and scraping the both of you. You could feel all the energy draining out of you, and you couldn't imagine how scared Christophe was, but he kept tunneling and fighting the dogs.
"Shit! Shit!" shouted Christophe fighting off the dogs. Finally, you could see the light from the top of the hole. You see the three boys and Stan offers a hand to Christophe, who pulls you out to safety.
"Sheet! Sheet! Sheet! Fucking guard dogs!" shouted Christophe as the two of you were out in the daylight. He was still carrying you, but you could feel him starting to weaken as well. Looking down, you see a large gash on his torso, and a considerable amount of blood streaming from his and your injuries. "Ze alarms, ze sounded. And Agent S, she's injured." The three boys gasped.
"You don't look so well yourself." says Stan.
"Agent X is a chick?" asked Cartman surprised. Christophe sets you down lightly on the ground as Christophe lays down next to you in a similar weakened state.
"I feel cold." you say looking at Christophe scared. Christophe had a solemn look in his eyes.
"So do I." says Christophe. He turns his head to the three boys. "Zere is no hope now. You must get out of here."
"We can't leave without you!" says Kyle. Christophe looks saddly at Kyle.
"It's okay, I'm done for." says Christophe. You gasp. You didn't want to hear him sounding so sad. It wasn't like him to give up so easily. But as much as you didn't want to admit it, you knew this was the end for the both of you. You'd lost, and the three boys would have to save Terrance and Phillip themselves. You just hoped your brother would forgive you for sneaking out.
"I'm so sorry." Christophe says to you, sorrow and defeat flashing in his dark brown eyes. "I'm so sorry I got you into zis mess." He starts laughing a bit before becoming angry. "Where is your God when you need him, huh?" he said asking the boys. "Where is your beautiful, merciful faggot now? Here I come, God. Here I come, you fucking rat!"
"Christophe?" you asked.
"What is it Agent S?" he asked starting to cough.
"I just wanted to tell you. My name, it's (first name)." Christophe smiles a bit.
"(Name)?" Christophe repeats. "It's beautiful."
"And, I know you don't like God that much," you answer, a bit afraid of angering him, "But at least I can go with you, and no matter what happens we'll always be together." Christophe thinks a moment, but then he smiles.
"Together forever?" he asked "I guess that sounds pretty good." You untied your ribbon, stained with dirt and blood, and tied it on Christophe's wrist. Christophe gave you a kiss on your forehead and held your hand as yours and his life force slip away from you both.
"(Name) Je t'aime." Christophe says coughing "But I promise you, our deaths won't be in vain!" and with his dying breath, he began to sing. It was a song similar to the one your brother was singing when you first joined La Resistance. Feeling weak, you sing the final line with your love.
"Though we die, La Resistance... lives...on. ..." The both of you breath your final breath, laying side by side, hands holding, with Christophe holding your favorite ribbon.
TIMESKIP
As Gregory was leading La Resistance, he sees the plan was falling apart. The alarms had been triggered, and the rescue mission for Terrance and Philip had failed. But what he sees next is worse. He saw the holes where The Mole had been tunneling. It was definitely his handiwork. But by the hole, were the bodies of two children. The one he recognized as the Mole, but the other was a huge shock to him. It was his sister. Looking at what she was wearing, he realized she had been Agent S all along. He had sensed something about the mysterious kid, but he'd never expect that she'd actually sneak out to join the war. A single tear had fallen from his blue eyes. His best friend and his sister lay lifeless in the field, their hands holding. (Name) had tied her ribbon on the Mole's wrist. To the surprise of the rest of the resistance, Gregory picked up a few wildflowers that were near him in the field, and placed them on the fallen children.
"I should have known you wouldn't listen to me." Gregory said playfully but sadly to his sister. He turned to his best friend, eyeing the ribbon in his hand " Thank you Christophe, thanks for taking care of her." Drying his tears, he went back with the group to lead La Resistance.
The war had only begun.
Stay tuned for the epilogue. Don't worry. It'll be emotional, but it'll have a happy ending.
(SN): Hi. How are you?
Mole: Terrible! I got grounded again.
(SN): Did you sneak out to see the Terrance and Phillip Movie too?
Mole: No, it wasn't for that. No, it was because God hates me. He enjoys making me miserable. So I called him a cocksucking asshole. Then I got grounded.
(SN): Again? This has to be the 3rd time this month!
Mole: Yeah, I'm not actually supposed to be on right now. I snuck on to speak with you. My friend Gregory told me he was emailed a letter. Apparently a group of kids are planning on infiltrating the USO show to rescue those Canadians that are held captive.
(SN): Hey I was emailed the same letter. Well what do you think? Are you gonna join La Resistance?
Mole: I dunno. I'm not sure if I can. Maybe. I don't want to risk getting grounded again! Not for anybody.
(SC): Well, I wanna help Terrance and Phillip. I'll join, but I'll have to sneak out so my family won't find out.
Mole: Alright. I'll support whatever decision you make on this. I'm gonna have to leave. My mom just got home, and I'll need to log off.
(SN): Okay Mole. I have to go anyways, it's almost bedtime. Good night.
Mole: Bonne nuit (screen name). And good luck.
The Mole has logged off.
You logged off your IM chat, and heard a knock at your door. You quickly logged off the computer, as your brother entered the room.
"I was just finishing my homeschool work." you lied nervously. You see that Gregory is wearing his day clothes. You yourself was wearing a white cotton nightie, and had your (h/l) (h/c) hair pulled back in your (f/c) ribbon. You eyed your brother with a puzzled look in your eyes.
"Where are you going Greg?" you asked. Gregory sighed before telling you what he was about to do.
"I received an email today (name)." said Gregory. "There's a group of children, possibly around our age. Those children are planning a rescue mission for those two Canadians held hostage. They'll never succeed without me, so I'm going to join them. You stay here and get some sleep." And with that, he gave you a hug.
"I wanna help too!" you say standing up. Your brother shakes his head.
"No (name)." he said solemnly. "This is way too dangerous. There may be a chance I won't be able to make it back after tomorrow night. I don't want you to get hurt." You sigh. You knew he would say something like that.
"The resistance will happen tomorrow night." explained Gregory. "You must not tell our parents anything about this. They'd just try to stop us."
"I won't say a word." you say pretending to lock your lips and throw away the key. Your brother gives you a small smile, and with that, he leaves.
You wait a few minutes after you hear the door close until you leave your bed. Sure that your brother was gone, you turn on your computer and copy down the address from your email. Whether Gregory allowed you or not, you were gonna help the others rescue Terrance and Phillip. After copying down the address, you change into a black tee shirt, black jeans, black jacket and sneakers. You tuck your (h/l) (h/c) inside a black snow hat, and paint black stripes under your eyes with magic marker. You quietly slipped out of the house locking the door with a key necklace chained to your neck.
The streets were cold and dark this time of night. The warehouse was in another part of the city you've never been to before. Along the way, you found a discarded baseball bat that was splintered and had rusty nails on top. You decided to carry it along in case you were in danger. Finally after a few wrong turns, you finally found the place. You were a little late, but you knew it was the right place when you heard the voice of your brother. He seemed to be leading the meeting, and even knew where Terrance and Phillip were being held.
"You must meet me at the rendezvous point at precisely 10 PM." said Gregory. You decided to slip in at that moment "Sneaking into the show and breaking out Terrance and Phillip will be the most dangerous part, so I'll go myself." A pretty blacked haired girl, probably Gregory's girlfriend, was smiling dreamily.
"No!" said a kid with a brown coat and blue hat. "We're going. We started La Resistance, we'll get Terrance and Phillip and meet you at the rendez-vouse point." A boy with an orange coat and a green square hat nodded.
"This... will be very dangerous." warned Gregory to the other boys. "Are you quite sure?"
"Fuck that!" said a chubby kid with a fire engine red jacket and sky blue hat. Right after he said that, he seemed to have been electrocuted. You've heard of some kids getting a chip inside them that would shock them if they swore, but you didn't believe it was true.
"Cartman," said the first kid to the chubby one, "Do you want that V-chip in you forever?! We're going."
"I'm going too!" you say suddenly stepping up. The rest of the kids looked your way surprised. You had disguised your voice so it would sound deeper, so Gregory wouldn't recognize you.
"Who the hell are you?" asked the orange coat kid.
"Um, that's not important." you answered. "But if you must, you may call me Agent S."
"Agent S?" asked Gregory eyeing you suspiciously. You cringed internally, hoping your brother wouldn't recognize you. "How do we know we can trust you?" You breathed a sigh of relief before answering.
"Look, I'm a kid like you." you said sternly. "And I'm sick of getting pushed around and getting told what to do by people older than me. But now all of our parents have two amazing comedians hostage and trying to tell us what we like and don't like, and that's where I draw the line." Gregory looked unphased.
"You realize how dangerous this mission is, right?" he asked.
"I eat danger for breakfast." you replied sounding as tough as you could. Gregory's unsure glaze turned into a determined smile.
"Alright Agent S." he answered. "You're in."
"Alright." said the brown coated kid. "Now, let's run through the plan...."
TIMESKIP
Taking a shortcut, you reached home about 5 minutes before Gregory did. You quickly changed into your PJs and tried wiping off the marker off your face. Hearing the door open, you quickly jump into bed and pretend to go to sleep. You had no idea what time it was, but it had to be at least midnight. Gregory opened the door of your room a crack. He seemed to believe you were asleep.
"Sleep tight (name)" says Gregory as he shuts the door and goes to his room. You breathed a sigh of relief before thinking of the plan you and the boys discussed a few hours ago.
Tomorrow was the day of the free USO show for the troops of the war. At the end of the show will be the execution of Terrance and Phillip, and then the war will start. You, along with the three boys, Stan, Kyle, and Cartman, will sneak out to where the Canadian comedians are hiding, and set them free. Gregory and the others would meet your group and run away somewhere safe with the duo. To your surprise, Gregory had mentioned about recruiting The Mole for the rescue mission. While you knew Gregory was friends with him, you never realized he lived in South Park as well. Tomorrow was going to be a big night.
The next day was rather dark and grey all afternoon. Your parents had left earlier to help set things up for the show (the army eventually stopped caring whether your parents weren't American, just as long as they weren't Candian). They had left your brother Gregory in charge, so the house seemed lifeless and empty with just the two of you. You stayed in your room, trying to do homeschool work, but all of your thoughts kept returning to the Mole. Even under the circumstances, a part of you was excited, and nervous, to meet him in person. But then your heart sank as you realize you can't reveal your identity, at least not until your mission is over. Eventually it was evening again, and it was time for bed, or at least it would be. You logged off your computer so Gregory could tuck you in.
"(Name), there's something I want to tell you." said Gregory, his eyes brimming with tears. "I may not make it back alive. It's a dangerous mission, and the grownups won't go easy on us just because we're children. If I don't make it back alive, I want you to know I love you. You've always been a real sister to me, and I'm glad I got to be your brother."
You ended up getting tears in your eyes. "I love you too Gregory." Your brother smiled though his tears, as he started to leave for the door.
"Even if I die," he continued "My death won't be in vain. The resistance will live on!" His voice sounded determined, and with that, you heard him go downstairs and leave the house.
You waited about 5 minutes until you were sure your brother was gone. Then you got out of bed and donned your disguise. You had hidden the old baseball bat in the closet all day, so you pulled it out to bring along with you. You kept your hair tied with your favorite ribbon, but hid all of your hair in a black snowhat. As you held the bat, you thought about what Gregory had said about the possibility of not surviving. With tears in your eyes, you left one of your teddy bears in both Greg and your parent's rooms, along with a note saying "I Love You". Drying your tears, you leave the house and lock the door and set off to meet the boys.
The address on the paper where the Mole lived wasn't too far away. You saw the boys and caught up with them. As soon as the four of you arrive at The Mole's house, Stan knocks the door. It's answered by a dark haired woman.
"'Allo?" said the woman with a French accent. If this was the Mole's mother, this would explain the use of French words from when you chatted with the Mole online.
"Hi. We need to speak with 'The Mole'" answered Stan.
"I'm sohry," said the woman, "Ze Mole is grounded. 'E can't come out and play." Figures, you thought, but the boys were surprised.
"He's a kid?" asked Kyle.
"'E said very naughty thingz about God." said the Mom. Yup, that defiantly sounded like the Mole you knew.
"Oh." said Stan, "Well, can we just talk to him for five seconds, please?" The mother thought a moment before answering.
"Well, all right." she said after thinking about it. "Christophe!" she called out sweetly as she went back inside. To your surprise, the kid was about your age, maybe a year older. You and The Mole didn't share real names, ages, or locations, and while you knew he was a kid since he was always getting grounded, you somehow expected him to be a teenager or something. He had messy short brown hair, a prematurely lined face, bushy brows, a cigarette was hanging from his lips and he carried a shovel on his back. He was dressed in a dark green and brown, possibly as camouflage, and had black fingerless gloves.
"Hi." answered Stan. "Uh... we're gonna go rescue Terrance and Phillip from the USO show, and we were just—" at that moment, the Mole,or Christophe, had pounced and throttled Stan by the collar.
"Shh!" shushed the Mole. "Who are you?! Who sent you?!"
"We were sent by Gregory." you answered with your deep disguised voice.
"Yeah!" answered Kyle, "It was that Gregory kid! He said you could sneak us in." The Mole had let go of Stan.
"Are you telling me," asked Christophe, "that you intend to break into the USO show, filled with thousands of soldiers, and break out Terrance and Phillippe?"
"I thought it was a pretty stupid idea, too." said Cartman throwing in his two cents.
"We're La Resistance. "said Stan, ignoring Cartman. "We wanna save Terrance and Phillip, and stop the war and stuff."
"I can't help you." said the Mole frustrated, "I'm grounded in my room for the next three days."
"So are we. Our parents think we're home right now. Why are you grounded?" said Kyle. The Mole looked angry.
"Why? Because God hates me, that's why." answered Christophe, taking a drag from his cigarette. "He has made my life miserable. So I called him a cocksucking asshole. Then I get grounded."
"So will you help us?" you asked him. The Mole thought a moment, but finally nodded.
"Very well." he answered backing into the house. "Meet me in the back yard in five minutes. Viva La Resistance! We'll show God that we're not gonna fucking take any more of his—"
"What?!" called his Mom from in the house surprised. "Christophe, get in here!" Christophe mouthed a swear before coming inside.
TIMESKIP
The five of you had went to a hill that was overlooking the stage where the USO show was set to perform. You and the other boys were setting a plan to infiltrate the show to rescue Terrance and Phillip.
"This is the USO show, where those military bitches intend to kill Terrance and Phillippe." says the Mole taking a puff from his cigarette.
"Oh my God!" said Kyle.
"God? He is the biggest bitch of them all!" said the Mole. You couldn't help but chuckle.
"We have to hurry. We rendez-vouse with the other kids at ten." reminded Stan.
"You realize that by doing this we could be grounded for two, perhaps even three weeks?" questioned the Mole.
"I was just finishing my homeschool work." you lied nervously. You see that Gregory is wearing his day clothes. You yourself was wearing a white cotton nightie, and had your (h/l) (h/c) hair pulled back in your (f/c) ribbon. You eyed your brother with a puzzled look in your eyes.
"Where are you going Greg?" you asked. Gregory sighed before telling you what he was about to do.
"I received an email today (name)." said Gregory. "There's a group of children, possibly around our age. Those children are planning a rescue mission for those two Canadians held hostage. They'll never succeed without me, so I'm going to join them. You stay here and get some sleep." And with that, he gave you a hug.
"I wanna help too!" you say standing up. Your brother shakes his head.
"No (name)." he said solemnly. "This is way too dangerous. There may be a chance I won't be able to make it back after tomorrow night. I don't want you to get hurt." You sigh. You knew he would say something like that.
"The resistance will happen tomorrow night." explained Gregory. "You must not tell our parents anything about this. They'd just try to stop us."
"I won't say a word." you say pretending to lock your lips and throw away the key. Your brother gives you a small smile, and with that, he leaves.
You wait a few minutes after you hear the door close until you leave your bed. Sure that your brother was gone, you turn on your computer and copy down the address from your email. Whether Gregory allowed you or not, you were gonna help the others rescue Terrance and Phillip. After copying down the address, you change into a black tee shirt, black jeans, black jacket and sneakers. You tuck your (h/l) (h/c) inside a black snow hat, and paint black stripes under your eyes with magic marker. You quietly slipped out of the house locking the door with a key necklace chained to your neck.
The streets were cold and dark this time of night. The warehouse was in another part of the city you've never been to before. Along the way, you found a discarded baseball bat that was splintered and had rusty nails on top. You decided to carry it along in case you were in danger. Finally after a few wrong turns, you finally found the place. You were a little late, but you knew it was the right place when you heard the voice of your brother. He seemed to be leading the meeting, and even knew where Terrance and Phillip were being held.
"You must meet me at the rendezvous point at precisely 10 PM." said Gregory. You decided to slip in at that moment "Sneaking into the show and breaking out Terrance and Phillip will be the most dangerous part, so I'll go myself." A pretty blacked haired girl, probably Gregory's girlfriend, was smiling dreamily.
"No!" said a kid with a brown coat and blue hat. "We're going. We started La Resistance, we'll get Terrance and Phillip and meet you at the rendez-vouse point." A boy with an orange coat and a green square hat nodded.
"This... will be very dangerous." warned Gregory to the other boys. "Are you quite sure?"
"Fuck that!" said a chubby kid with a fire engine red jacket and sky blue hat. Right after he said that, he seemed to have been electrocuted. You've heard of some kids getting a chip inside them that would shock them if they swore, but you didn't believe it was true.
"Cartman," said the first kid to the chubby one, "Do you want that V-chip in you forever?! We're going."
"I'm going too!" you say suddenly stepping up. The rest of the kids looked your way surprised. You had disguised your voice so it would sound deeper, so Gregory wouldn't recognize you.
"Who the hell are you?" asked the orange coat kid.
"Um, that's not important." you answered. "But if you must, you may call me Agent S."
"Agent S?" asked Gregory eyeing you suspiciously. You cringed internally, hoping your brother wouldn't recognize you. "How do we know we can trust you?" You breathed a sigh of relief before answering.
"Look, I'm a kid like you." you said sternly. "And I'm sick of getting pushed around and getting told what to do by people older than me. But now all of our parents have two amazing comedians hostage and trying to tell us what we like and don't like, and that's where I draw the line." Gregory looked unphased.
"You realize how dangerous this mission is, right?" he asked.
"I eat danger for breakfast." you replied sounding as tough as you could. Gregory's unsure glaze turned into a determined smile.
"Alright Agent S." he answered. "You're in."
"Alright." said the brown coated kid. "Now, let's run through the plan...."
TIMESKIP
Taking a shortcut, you reached home about 5 minutes before Gregory did. You quickly changed into your PJs and tried wiping off the marker off your face. Hearing the door open, you quickly jump into bed and pretend to go to sleep. You had no idea what time it was, but it had to be at least midnight. Gregory opened the door of your room a crack. He seemed to believe you were asleep.
"Sleep tight (name)" says Gregory as he shuts the door and goes to his room. You breathed a sigh of relief before thinking of the plan you and the boys discussed a few hours ago.
Tomorrow was the day of the free USO show for the troops of the war. At the end of the show will be the execution of Terrance and Phillip, and then the war will start. You, along with the three boys, Stan, Kyle, and Cartman, will sneak out to where the Canadian comedians are hiding, and set them free. Gregory and the others would meet your group and run away somewhere safe with the duo. To your surprise, Gregory had mentioned about recruiting The Mole for the rescue mission. While you knew Gregory was friends with him, you never realized he lived in South Park as well. Tomorrow was going to be a big night.
The next day was rather dark and grey all afternoon. Your parents had left earlier to help set things up for the show (the army eventually stopped caring whether your parents weren't American, just as long as they weren't Candian). They had left your brother Gregory in charge, so the house seemed lifeless and empty with just the two of you. You stayed in your room, trying to do homeschool work, but all of your thoughts kept returning to the Mole. Even under the circumstances, a part of you was excited, and nervous, to meet him in person. But then your heart sank as you realize you can't reveal your identity, at least not until your mission is over. Eventually it was evening again, and it was time for bed, or at least it would be. You logged off your computer so Gregory could tuck you in.
"(Name), there's something I want to tell you." said Gregory, his eyes brimming with tears. "I may not make it back alive. It's a dangerous mission, and the grownups won't go easy on us just because we're children. If I don't make it back alive, I want you to know I love you. You've always been a real sister to me, and I'm glad I got to be your brother."
You ended up getting tears in your eyes. "I love you too Gregory." Your brother smiled though his tears, as he started to leave for the door.
"Even if I die," he continued "My death won't be in vain. The resistance will live on!" His voice sounded determined, and with that, you heard him go downstairs and leave the house.
You waited about 5 minutes until you were sure your brother was gone. Then you got out of bed and donned your disguise. You had hidden the old baseball bat in the closet all day, so you pulled it out to bring along with you. You kept your hair tied with your favorite ribbon, but hid all of your hair in a black snowhat. As you held the bat, you thought about what Gregory had said about the possibility of not surviving. With tears in your eyes, you left one of your teddy bears in both Greg and your parent's rooms, along with a note saying "I Love You". Drying your tears, you leave the house and lock the door and set off to meet the boys.
The address on the paper where the Mole lived wasn't too far away. You saw the boys and caught up with them. As soon as the four of you arrive at The Mole's house, Stan knocks the door. It's answered by a dark haired woman.
"'Allo?" said the woman with a French accent. If this was the Mole's mother, this would explain the use of French words from when you chatted with the Mole online.
"Hi. We need to speak with 'The Mole'" answered Stan.
"I'm sohry," said the woman, "Ze Mole is grounded. 'E can't come out and play." Figures, you thought, but the boys were surprised.
"He's a kid?" asked Kyle.
"'E said very naughty thingz about God." said the Mom. Yup, that defiantly sounded like the Mole you knew.
"Oh." said Stan, "Well, can we just talk to him for five seconds, please?" The mother thought a moment before answering.
"Well, all right." she said after thinking about it. "Christophe!" she called out sweetly as she went back inside. To your surprise, the kid was about your age, maybe a year older. You and The Mole didn't share real names, ages, or locations, and while you knew he was a kid since he was always getting grounded, you somehow expected him to be a teenager or something. He had messy short brown hair, a prematurely lined face, bushy brows, a cigarette was hanging from his lips and he carried a shovel on his back. He was dressed in a dark green and brown, possibly as camouflage, and had black fingerless gloves.
"Hi." answered Stan. "Uh... we're gonna go rescue Terrance and Phillip from the USO show, and we were just—" at that moment, the Mole,or Christophe, had pounced and throttled Stan by the collar.
"Shh!" shushed the Mole. "Who are you?! Who sent you?!"
"We were sent by Gregory." you answered with your deep disguised voice.
"Yeah!" answered Kyle, "It was that Gregory kid! He said you could sneak us in." The Mole had let go of Stan.
"Are you telling me," asked Christophe, "that you intend to break into the USO show, filled with thousands of soldiers, and break out Terrance and Phillippe?"
"I thought it was a pretty stupid idea, too." said Cartman throwing in his two cents.
"We're La Resistance. "said Stan, ignoring Cartman. "We wanna save Terrance and Phillip, and stop the war and stuff."
"I can't help you." said the Mole frustrated, "I'm grounded in my room for the next three days."
"So are we. Our parents think we're home right now. Why are you grounded?" said Kyle. The Mole looked angry.
"Why? Because God hates me, that's why." answered Christophe, taking a drag from his cigarette. "He has made my life miserable. So I called him a cocksucking asshole. Then I get grounded."
"So will you help us?" you asked him. The Mole thought a moment, but finally nodded.
"Very well." he answered backing into the house. "Meet me in the back yard in five minutes. Viva La Resistance! We'll show God that we're not gonna fucking take any more of his—"
"What?!" called his Mom from in the house surprised. "Christophe, get in here!" Christophe mouthed a swear before coming inside.
TIMESKIP
The five of you had went to a hill that was overlooking the stage where the USO show was set to perform. You and the other boys were setting a plan to infiltrate the show to rescue Terrance and Phillip.
"This is the USO show, where those military bitches intend to kill Terrance and Phillippe." says the Mole taking a puff from his cigarette.
"Oh my God!" said Kyle.
"God? He is the biggest bitch of them all!" said the Mole. You couldn't help but chuckle.
"We have to hurry. We rendez-vouse with the other kids at ten." reminded Stan.
"You realize that by doing this we could be grounded for two, perhaps even three weeks?" questioned the Mole.
"We're willing to take that risk." said Stan determined. Chrsitophe nodded.
"Then, let's go!" he proclaimed as he led your group down the hill. The show was going on. Kyle's mother was hosting it with Big Gay Al, and on stage were Terrance and Phillip, hooked up and wired to electric chairs ready to be fried at the end of the show. The area around the stage was guarded pretty tight. There were barbed wires all around. The Mole snipped a bottom wire with hedge trimmers and gingerly leads the rest of your group.
"Be careful not to touch this wire." warned The Mole. Cartman however had gotten snagged on one.
"Agh! Motherfucker!" shouted Cartman as he gets zapped again. Stan put his hand over the chubby kid's mouth to keep him from yelling a stream of swears. Stan and Cartman catch up with the rest.
"Shit!" said the Mole frustrated. "The USO show has started. We are running out of time!"
" Do you see Terrance and Phillip?" asked Kyle.
"Yes," answered Christophe, looking through binoculars (actually a Viewmaster toy), "Yes, but they are heavily guarded. We have to dig from here so as not to be seen. Come on, bitches!" He pulls out the shovel he carries and starts digging. As he was digging, Stan asks Christophe about finding something called the "clitoris", so that Wendy would like him. You remember Gregory mentioning that this other kid had a crush on Wendy.
After you and the other boys followed the Mole through his tunnel, the area was swarming with soldiers and searchlights. Following The Mole, all of you rush out of the hole, runs towards a building, and stop at a wall.
"Okay, we will split up here." said the Mole "Let's synchronize watches." Unfortunately, non of you had watches.
"Did you bring the mirror?" asks Christophe. Stan and Kyle pull out the items from Cartman's backpack as it's called.
"And the rope?"
"Check"
"And the buttfor?"
"What's a buttfor?" asked Kyle.
"For pooping, silly." says The Mole as he puffs some smoke from his cigarette.
"That's kinda funny." You giggled. The Mole gave a soft smile.
"Well, thank you. Anyways," he continued, "listen carefully. I will dig under the stage, and with that bedrock, I will need more time. Stan and Kyle, get near the stage and stall the show, any way you can. Do whatever it takes to keep that show going, until I get ze prisoners."
"Okay," answers Stan.
"Cartman," says the Mole, "over zere is the electrical box. You must sneak over there and shut it off before I return with Terrance and Phillippe, or ze alarms will sound, and I will be attacked by guard dogs. Got it?"
"Okay" answers Cartman.
"You must shut off the alarms! I fucking hate guard dogs!" yells Christophe. You remember in a chat somewhere he mentioned he was afraid of dogs after he got attacked by one when he was very young.
"I heard you the first time, you British piece of shit!" said Cartman as he got zapped. That kid was starting to really annoy you.
"Agent S" he said pointing at you, "You will be join me," and he tossed you an extra shovel. "Now,if anything goes wrong, make a sound like a dying giraffe."
"What's a dying giraffe sound like?" asked Stan. Christophe responded by making a weird high pitched noise. Then he motions for you to start tunneling, and the both of you start digging.
"Be careful dude." says Kyle.
"Careful?" asks the Mole as he pauses for a moment. "Was my mother careful when she stabbed me in the heart with a clothes hanger while I was still in ze womb?" Before the other two could answer, the both of you dug until you couldn't hear them anymore.
"How far is it to the stage?" you asked Christophe, still digging.
"Not too far," he answered. "Also, you can drop the fake voice. I know you're really a girl."
"What?" you say in your normal voice, before you go back to disguising it "I mean, why do you think that?"
"Well, your face looks like a girl, you're wearing a necklace," he said pointing to your key on a chain.
"That's my house key!" you interrupt.
"And I can see a hair ribbon coming from your hat." he says. "I also know you want to keep your identity hidden, so I played along with it. Zose other three boys are probably too stupid to notice." Knowing that he's got you, you take off your hat and your (h/c) ponytail flows down like a waterfall.
"Okay, you're right." you answered in your normal voice. "I'm a girl." Christophe had a slight blush spreading across his cheeks.
"I thought so" he answered.
"My brother is in the resistance too." you continued, "He's very overprotective, and wouldn't let me help him, so I went incognito. I also wanted to meet you." you said with a slight blush on your cheeks. Christophe awhile stills tunneling, looked curiously at you.
"Where have I seen you before?" he asked. "Something about you seems familiar."
"We haven't met in person before," you explained, "but we talk all the time. I'm (screen name). And I'm also Gregory's sister." Christophe never dropped his shovel. He picked it up as the two of you continued digging.
"You're (screen name)." gasped Christophe.
"Yes I am," you replied digging on.
"I didn't know you lived in South Park." Christophe said surprised.
"I didn't always." You answered. "I used to live in Britain when Gregory went to Yardale. I was homeschooled."
"I'd like to know," Chrsitophe asks,"What's your real name?"
"My name is --" but before you could answer, your shovel hit wood. "Uh oh, we're here."
"Hmm, so we are." answers Christophe. "We can talk later. Let's move!" As the two of you dug upwards through the hardwood of the stage, you feel your heart drumming from both happiness at meeting Christophe in person, and from excitement of pulling off this rescue. The two of you break through the stage floor next to Terrance and Phillip (if this wasn't a rescue mission, you'd be fangirling right now).
"Psst! It's us!" you whisper, getting the duo's attention. The two Canadians were surprised to see two dirty messy children dig through the stage.
"We are here to rescue you!" whispered Christophe, "After I release you, follow us through the tunnel." You and Christophe try to unlock the chains, but without success. The two of your heard the awful sound of an alarm! Dammit Cartman you had one job, you thought. You heard Kyle and Stan making the sound of a dying giraffe.
"Hey, did you hear that?" said a soldier, "Sounds like a giraffe is dying over there." A spotlight lands on the both of you.
"Aw shit!" said Christophe in anger.
"They're spies!" shouted Kyle's Mom.
"Get them!" demands the general. You and Christophe tunnel back through the hole, but the worst has happened. The guard dogs were called, and started to follow.
"Oh no!" you shout knowing Christophe's fear of guard dogs. "You go,I'll distract them." you say pulling a baseball bat out of your backpack.
"Are you crazy!" shouts Christophe, "You'll be mauled!"
"So will you!" you say worried. Quickly, you pushed Christophe back so he could escape, taking the bat and hitting the dogs. The blows to the head ended up only making them angrier. A dog ended up biting your bat until it was only splinters. The dogs were scratching and biting at you, until you were weakened and could no longer fight the dogs off. You have failed.
When all seemed like it was lost, you felt a hand. Looking up, you see it was Christophe. He pulled you up to a spot where he help you up. The dogs were scratching and biting at him.
"Ow! Shit! Fucking guard dogs!" shouted Christophe in anger.
"I thought you wouldn't risk yourself for anyone, especially for guard dogs." you said remembering a previous conversation. Christophe looked worried at you.
"That was before I had anyone to care about." said Christophe, tears starting to glaze his eyes. He quickly wiped them off and picked you up. "We've got to get you out of this hellhole!" He said. The dogs kept chasing and biting and scraping the both of you. You could feel all the energy draining out of you, and you couldn't imagine how scared Christophe was, but he kept tunneling and fighting the dogs.
"Shit! Shit!" shouted Christophe fighting off the dogs. Finally, you could see the light from the top of the hole. You see the three boys and Stan offers a hand to Christophe, who pulls you out to safety.
"Sheet! Sheet! Sheet! Fucking guard dogs!" shouted Christophe as the two of you were out in the daylight. He was still carrying you, but you could feel him starting to weaken as well. Looking down, you see a large gash on his torso, and a considerable amount of blood streaming from his and your injuries. "Ze alarms, ze sounded. And Agent S, she's injured." The three boys gasped.
"You don't look so well yourself." says Stan.
"Agent X is a chick?" asked Cartman surprised. Christophe sets you down lightly on the ground as Christophe lays down next to you in a similar weakened state.
"I feel cold." you say looking at Christophe scared. Christophe had a solemn look in his eyes.
"So do I." says Christophe. He turns his head to the three boys. "Zere is no hope now. You must get out of here."
"We can't leave without you!" says Kyle. Christophe looks saddly at Kyle.
"It's okay, I'm done for." says Christophe. You gasp. You didn't want to hear him sounding so sad. It wasn't like him to give up so easily. But as much as you didn't want to admit it, you knew this was the end for the both of you. You'd lost, and the three boys would have to save Terrance and Phillip themselves. You just hoped your brother would forgive you for sneaking out.
"I'm so sorry." Christophe says to you, sorrow and defeat flashing in his dark brown eyes. "I'm so sorry I got you into zis mess." He starts laughing a bit before becoming angry. "Where is your God when you need him, huh?" he said asking the boys. "Where is your beautiful, merciful faggot now? Here I come, God. Here I come, you fucking rat!"
"Christophe?" you asked.
"What is it Agent S?" he asked starting to cough.
"I just wanted to tell you. My name, it's (first name)." Christophe smiles a bit.
"(Name)?" Christophe repeats. "It's beautiful."
"And, I know you don't like God that much," you answer, a bit afraid of angering him, "But at least I can go with you, and no matter what happens we'll always be together." Christophe thinks a moment, but then he smiles.
"Together forever?" he asked "I guess that sounds pretty good." You untied your ribbon, stained with dirt and blood, and tied it on Christophe's wrist. Christophe gave you a kiss on your forehead and held your hand as yours and his life force slip away from you both.
"(Name) Je t'aime." Christophe says coughing "But I promise you, our deaths won't be in vain!" and with his dying breath, he began to sing. It was a song similar to the one your brother was singing when you first joined La Resistance. Feeling weak, you sing the final line with your love.
"Though we die, La Resistance... lives...on. ..." The both of you breath your final breath, laying side by side, hands holding, with Christophe holding your favorite ribbon.
TIMESKIP
As Gregory was leading La Resistance, he sees the plan was falling apart. The alarms had been triggered, and the rescue mission for Terrance and Philip had failed. But what he sees next is worse. He saw the holes where The Mole had been tunneling. It was definitely his handiwork. But by the hole, were the bodies of two children. The one he recognized as the Mole, but the other was a huge shock to him. It was his sister. Looking at what she was wearing, he realized she had been Agent S all along. He had sensed something about the mysterious kid, but he'd never expect that she'd actually sneak out to join the war. A single tear had fallen from his blue eyes. His best friend and his sister lay lifeless in the field, their hands holding. (Name) had tied her ribbon on the Mole's wrist. To the surprise of the rest of the resistance, Gregory picked up a few wildflowers that were near him in the field, and placed them on the fallen children.
"I should have known you wouldn't listen to me." Gregory said playfully but sadly to his sister. He turned to his best friend, eyeing the ribbon in his hand " Thank you Christophe, thanks for taking care of her." Drying his tears, he went back with the group to lead La Resistance.
The war had only begun.
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I've been working months on this fanfic. I've been wanting to do a reader insert where the reader joins La Resistance. I wasn't sure if I wanted to pair reader with Gregory or Christophe, or have the relationship as siblings or lovers, but in the end, I was able to compromise and have a bit of each, Gregory as the brother, and Christophe as the love interest. I was afraid I wasn't able to work this fanfic out, I almost deleted it, but I'm glad I stuck to it. I loved how it turned out, and even though I didn't/couldn't entirely write Gregory and Christophe totally canon, I loved how their characters developed. I hope you dear readers enjoy my new fanfic, and stay tuned for epilogue (tomorrow maybe).
I don't own South Park
UPDATE: Epilogue is now finished. What are you waiting for, go read it! yourlovelytimelady.deviantart.…
I've been working months on this fanfic. I've been wanting to do a reader insert where the reader joins La Resistance. I wasn't sure if I wanted to pair reader with Gregory or Christophe, or have the relationship as siblings or lovers, but in the end, I was able to compromise and have a bit of each, Gregory as the brother, and Christophe as the love interest. I was afraid I wasn't able to work this fanfic out, I almost deleted it, but I'm glad I stuck to it. I loved how it turned out, and even though I didn't/couldn't entirely write Gregory and Christophe totally canon, I loved how their characters developed. I hope you dear readers enjoy my new fanfic, and stay tuned for epilogue (tomorrow maybe).
I don't own South Park
UPDATE: Epilogue is now finished. What are you waiting for, go read it! yourlovelytimelady.deviantart.…
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Gregory's just like, you've done fucked up now pal.