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"Keep your friends close and enemies closer."
Stan Marshwalker grew up training, he wanted to make his parents proud. He wanted to be a knight one day.
When Kyle- the prince- watched one of his training lessons it changed everything.
Kyle Broflovski also grew up training, not in the same way- but it was still training. His parents wanted him to be the perfect king when he grew up.
He tried his best, got straight A's on his assignments from the teacher his parents hired for him, he took his lessons very seriously.
He had been begging his parents to let him watch a battle lesson- just once. He wanted to know how everything worked.
They agreed, reluctantly.
That's when he saw him, he still remembers that day.
He had been so excited that his parents agreed, he had a notebook in hand- ready to take notes from the lesson.
Everyone looked nervous under his gaze- except for one person. Stan Marshwalker.
He looked confident, like he knew what he was doing. He intrigued Kyle.
He stared at him the entire lesson. He forgot to even take notes.
He walked up to Stan after the lesson, Stan had looked suprised but excited.
"You're Stan Marshwalker, correct?" Kyle asked him, Stan smiled and nodded.
Kyle smiled back, "Your skills are remarkable! You're so young and are already efficient in battle!" he had told him.
Stan's face turned a little red, he had gotten complimented by the prince! That had to mean something!
He bowed, "Thank you, that means a lot." he said, after that day, everything changed.
Kyle and Stan met up in private, called themselves 'Super best friends' it didn't take long for Kyle's parents to find out though.
They found out when Kyle's mom walked into his room to see he was gone, his window open a light breeze coming from it.
Lets just say she freaked out.
She was furious, Kyle was putting himself in danger. Not only that but he had stopped focusing on his studies as much.
Not to mention Stan was a human, Kyle was an elf. Those types of relationships are frowned upon.
She scolded him, explained that humans and elves aren't friends, and they will never be.
Kyle was confused. Stan was his best friend and would do nothing to hurt him.
He went behind his parents backs, he kept sneaking out to see Stan.
Kyle was 15 when it happened, he came back from meeting Stan and had found out his parents were assassinated.
He knew that humans and elves weren't on good terms with eachother but for them to do this? It was to much.
He was crowned king of the elven kingdom, he held back tears during his ceremony.
He remembers that day vividly, it was the day he fell for Stan after all.
He let Stan in his room for the first time, Stan had asked if he was okay and he broke down.
He sobbed into Stan's shoulder, Stan rubbed his back in comfort.
Stan was Kyle's best friend, but Kyle knew he felt more than he should have for him.
It was forbidden. He stuffed those feelings away, into a place in his heart where they wouldn't see the light of day.
Stan was 16 when Kyle had made him his knight, he remembers that day.
He was kneeled infront of Kyle, Kyle held a sword on his shoulder.
"From this day forward, Stan Marshwalker, you are a warrior and protector of the elves. You will stand by my side in battle and protect us." Kyle had said.
Stan looked up at him and smiled, that was the day he had fallen for Kyle.
Stan remembers the day he told Kyle his feelings, it was a warm summer day.
They walked through a valley of flowers, Kyle had smiled and him and he couldn't hold back his feelings anymore.
His heart had burst and he had told Kyle everything.
Kyle took his hands, they shared a kiss. Nothing else mattered in the world, they had eachother. That was enough.
Stan remembers the day Cartman came up to him.
Cartman- the ruler of the humans. The grand wizard king.
Stan was gullible. So gullible.
Cartman hated elves, no specific reason. He just did.
He was the one who had killed Kyle's parents, the reason why the two kingdoms were at war.
When he found out that Stan- a human- was working against him he was angry.
Cartman had found Stan one day, pulled him aside.
Cartman has such a way with words.
Stan felt betrayed. He thought he knew Kyle.
He switched sides that day. Not that Kyle knew about it, he was a spy.
He loved Kyle, he really did. His feelings were genuine at some point.
Kyle loves Stan.
Stan is his loving boyfriend, his protector, his knight.
So why did it turn out this way?
Kyle remembers that day.
It was a long week of fighting, Cartman had declared war against them.
He was tired, so tired. But he couldn't sleep.
He protected his kingdom with his life, using all his energy, using all his magic to drive the humans out.
Kyle remembers when Stan betrayed him, in fact. It was happening right now.
He was fighting next to Stan when all of the sudden he was pushed onto the ground.
Stan stood infront of him, holding him to the ground.
He felt Stan's sword fall onto his shoulder, like he had done years earlier when making Stan a knight.
He was confused.
He looked up at Stan, he saw disdain in his eyes. He was taken aback.
"Stan, what's going on?" He asks, Stan pressed the sword into his neck a bit, making a little cut and blood seep out.
Kyle had flinched.
Kyle was scared.
Stan was looking him dead in the eye, he looked angry and and betrayed.
"Stan. What is going on." He asked again, more demanding.
Stan scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"What don't you get, i am going to kill you." Stan said to him, Kyle felt his heart race.
"What. Stan, what do you mean?" He asked, his voice shaking, tears filled his eyes and he started to hyperventilate a bit.
He saw Stan's eyes soften a bit before he realized what was doing.
He felt the sword push into his neck more, more blood rushing out of the cut.
He felt the tears in his eyes leave, rushing down his cheek.
"Stan, you're lying right? Please tell me your lying!" He asked, Stan shook his head.
He felt a sob come up his throat, fear making his chest tighten.
He couldn't hold back his tears at all, even more coming out.
Kyle could've gotten up, but why would he? Stan was his only reason for living, and he knew he couldn't live with Stan hating him.
Kyle felt the sword push against his neck more, he was scared.
He closed his eyes. "I love you, Stan."
Kyle loved Stan, Stan was everything he wasn't. Strong, handsome, great in battle, perfect.
Kyle loved Stan, and it will always be that way. Even if he's dead.
Even if Stan was the worst thing to ever happen to him.