{Aged to 15,Clueless and new reader}

You were walking with your friends, Stan, Kyle, Eric, and Kenny. You had just met them a few months ago. You all had met because you were in the same high school as them, and you and Kyle bonded, in which he ended up introducing you to the rest of the gang who immediately loved you. You were shy at times, but always stood up for others, you were also a mythic bitch at times which was kinda annoying, but your kindness and goofiness made up for it. You had all just gotten out of school and, were walking to your house that day, since you literally lived right next to the school. Once you were all inside of your house they all made themselves at home. After you all did their homework,and ate some snacks, you guys were sitting on your bunk beds and were talking , when a very peculiar question came up,

"Hey y/n, do you like superheroes?"

"Uh hell yea, what type of question? Who doesn't?"

"Well have you ever heard of the coon?"

"Uh no."

"Human kite?"

"Sorry."

"Tool shed?"

"Uhhhhhh, no."

"Mysterion????'

"Eheheheh, no sorry."

"Y/n how could you not even know them, and those aren't even all the characters!" Cartman protests

"I didn't have the luxury of being born and raised in south park kids."

"Y/n, you are such a disgrace right now." Cartman says rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. Tell all about your uhhhh, heroes. Educate me in the ways of your radical heroes."

For the rest of the day the four educated you in the ways of Coon and friends, and the freedom pals. You were genuinely intrigued, and interested by what they were saying. Eventually they had to leave, you begged for one more story, but they said that there were no more stories, and that the series ended long ago, before you came to south park. When they left you were a little bummed, but then you got an idea. You grabbed your writing notebook, and your pen, and began to write.

~Place skip to Kenny's room~

Meanwhile, Kenny was currently in his room, in the dark. He had feelings for you ever since you had came to South Park. He didn't think that someone like you could ever love him the way he loved you, but he so desperately wanted to kiss you just once, just to reminisce what it felt like. You seemed sad to know that the series of their childhood had ended. That's when he got an idea. He went to the chest in the corner of his room, and opened it up. Inside it, was his Mysterion costume, in which had appeared to have grown with him. He never thought that her would ever be doing something like this ever again, especially seeing as how this one of the causes of his many deaths, but for her, he would do anything just to make you smile. So, with a flip of his cape, he went out into the night.

~Place skip back to your room~

You wrote a whole new story for the group of heroes you had heard that day in just 30 minutes. You were so proud of your work, but you wanted to add something more, to the story, You just didn't know what that something was.  You pressed the pen to the now new clean sheet of lined paper and began to slowly write,

On the streets of Southpark, no one thought they would ever be safe, especially the young and beautiful, Y/f/n y/l/n, was a reporter for the Southpark news, and  was given a task, to find out the identity of the masked heroes and villains, but there was someone stopping her and that someone was-

That was all  you could think about before she ran out of ideas. What could possibly make this story pop, what would be the thing that has enough heart, drama, tension, and conclusion to pull the whole story together. That's when you heard a tap on her window. You got up from your desk and went to the window, thinking that it was one of your friends, and unlocked it before going back to her desk and saying,

"I'm glad you're here, I was thinking of your stories and I-"

You looked back and sees a semi-familiar boy wearing a cape with a hood, a purple jumpsuit with a green M on it, green gloves, a belt, brown boots, and white underwear on the outside of it all. Her eyes widened at the sudden realization,

"Mysterion?" she questioned

He looks her in the eyes and smiles at you. You then walk up to him. You give him a warm smile and put your hand to his cheek, and he leans into it, putting his hand over hers. When he lets go you pull your hand away,

"Y-your'e real?!? I thought you were just in the stories."

"No." he says in a deep voice, "I'm real."

"Why are you here? Out of all the places you could be, out of all the other people you could have seen, you chose me."

"You are special. You do know that don't you."

You look at the ground a little embarrassed and says,

"Not really, I think I am just ordinary."

Mysterion frown, and takes your chin and lifts your head so you're looking at him,

"I chose to see you, because you are so special to me, that I just had to see you, because you are anything but ordinary. I'm here to protect you, I won't let anything ever happen to you. I will always protect your smile."

You smile at him,

"I have to go now, but we will meet again soon."

And before you can do or say anything he kisses you on lips and heads out of the window. You were lovestruck, you wanted to see him again, you wanted to kiss him back, something about him just made you fall for him hard. You went back to your desk, with a smile on her face, and began to write again,

-That someone was Mysterion. Y/n had fallen in love with him ever since he had saved  their life, and finding out his identity could end up changing everything for them...

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Word count: 1054

Sorry I wrote a lot I can get a little bit long winded when it comes to writing, I'll try to make these a little shorter and by a little short I mean alot shorter

~Richie~