Chapter 11: A plan

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Butters was thinking. He felt terrible; he was Mysterion's archenemy. The person who had taken care of him hated his alter ego. The worst part about it is that they were probably fighting crime because they thought they were protecting Butters, all while not knowing. Butters felt guilty, very guilty.

Butters sighed before he heard a call coming from his secret second phone. He grabbed it.

"General Disarray," Butters answered.

"Hey Chaos!"

"Hey General....what's up?" Butters asked.

"You sound down..I just thought you would like an update on everyone." Genaral Disarry says.

"Oh um....sure. What's up?"

"Well, Mysterion managed to foil our plan to ruin the mayor's peace conference. Mosquito got bitten, Human Kite complained about his cape again, and The Coon..well..you know. Just the usual chaos, you know."

Butters forced a small laugh, though his heart wasn't in it. "Yeah, sounds like the usual. Thanks for keeping me posted, General."

"No problem, Chaos. Hey, remember we're always here for you, even if you're busy with... other things."

"Thanks, General. I appreciate that." Butters smiles.

"Anytime, Chaos. Stay villainous!"

Butters hung up. He liked being Professor Chaos, but he hated betraying Mysterion. "Mysterion...." Butters thought about him.

He was so nice, so kind and caring, while also being dark and mysterious. Butters day by day felt himself becoming even more in love with him and he couldn't stop it. The nightly check-ins didn't help; he would hold him so close to his chest, talking to him so calmly and nicely, like he cared, like he wanted Butters to know that nothing could hurt him ever again as long as he's there. Butters felt horrible; Mysterion did all of that only for the person he was protecting to be the person he hates the most and he doesn't even know.

"Mysterion..I'm so sorry..I'm so so sorry....I want to stop, I-I do....but I can't....It's all I know....but....I love you..I love you so so much." Butters started tearing up.

That's when he got a notification. He looked at it, a reminder for a villain meeting. 'Oh, right." Butters wiped some tears from his eyes. 'Well....I guess I should get going.' he thought, 'I'm the leader....I have to.'

~*~

Kenny was thinking, 'Professor Chaos? Crime lord? I mean, I know he's the leader of Mosquito, The Human Kite, Fastpass, Super Craig, etc. Even The Coon, but a crime lord?' Kenny took out a notebook, 'Professor Chaos, who is he and where?'

Kenny's mind raced as he thought about this. He knew the members of the group. But the idea of Professor Chaos being a crime lord was new and unexpected. He opened his notebook and began writing down his thoughts, his questions, and the bits of information he already knew.

Kenny looked over his notebook a little, spying a box in the corner of his room. It was filled head to toe with letters. As the leader of the heroes, he was the one that got all the complaints, and he had been slacking. He sighed, "I should take a break from Professor Chaos and get some work done." He went over to the box and started to go through it.

As Kenny sorted through the box filled with letters and complaints, he couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of his situation. Here he was, caught in the middle of a world of superheroes and villains, while also having to manage the paperwork side of being the leader of the heroes. The letters ranged from minor problems to serious concerns. That's when he heard the TV turn on from downstairs.

He went downstairs, knowing the rest of his family was probably there. As he entered the room, he saw his family watching a news report about recent activities in South Park. The report mentioned a lot of things, both funny and concerning, involving both superheroes and villains. The town seemed to be in its usual state of chaos, with unexpected things happening every once in a while to keep everyone on their toes.

Kenny thought about Chaos; he needed to find where he was, where he was hiding. Kenny, as Mysterion, needed to find out; he would, then he could figure everything out.

He just needed to do it.

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