This takes pce after the end of S1, however I’m publishing it before S1 is over. A little bit of spoilers for S1 but you can enjoy it without much knowledge of the rest of the story. Now, I hope you enjoy and happy holidays! Also, read the first part before this!They soon reached Detroit, a cold midwestern city. It looked completely normal to the slightly ill Jimmithey, who had never been there before.

  But before they could nd safely, a giant missile shot into the Sled!

  KABOOM!!

  A massive greenish-red explosion went off, covering the entire sky in light. This explosion caused the sled to flip over, dropping Jimmithey off of it!

  "FUCK! AHHHHHHHH!!!!" Jimmithey yelled as he got flung off of the sled, falling into the streets below.

  He’d normally fly back up with his Schizo powers but was too distracted by the sight of the colorful greenish explosion. And he had also forgotten how to fly in the first pce, due to his inactivity.

  Chad began ughing at Jimmithey falling. But he quickly stopped when he noticed even more missiles coming for them!

  "This bitch Krampus got gingerbread missiles locked onto us! We’re off the hypersonic flight mode for now, so this’ll be a bumpy ride! Hold on tight boyyss!!! HOHO!!" Santa yelled as he maneuvered the sled through the explosive gingerbread missiles, zipping through the city.

  Some missiles missed them and hit straight into buildings, causing carnage and destruction. But one lucky rocket hit straight into the reindeer at the front!

  "DASHER! PRANCER!" Rudolf yelled as the explosion went off! The chaos from the reindeer dying caused the sled to lose its direction. And without the deer, the sled began to fall!

  Santa then grabbed Chad and Rudolf and jumped off the burning sled! They nded on the roof of a nearby building, reaching momentary safety.

  But the sled, on the other hand, fell into the streets and blew up along with the rest of the reindeer.

  "NOOO!!!!" Rudolf cried as the sled burned and the reindeer y dead in the streets beneath them. Santa went and silently holding him by the shoulder.

  The two of them mourned the death of their trusted deer, wiping tears from their faces.

  Chad, on the other hand, was pissed beyond belief!

  "Hey hey hey! What the fuck was that, Santa?! I thought you knew what the hell you were doing, you asshole!" Chad yelled as he looked at the destruction around them. Santa let go of Rudolf and went right up to Chad, staring up at the looming Alpha.

  "HOHO!! Listen up, my boy. Those were my gingerbread missiles, the highest-grade military projectile on the face of this pnet! Krampus fucking used my rockets and set it at us! I didn’t fuckin’ expect that kid. None of us did and we paid the price for it with my deer. Rudolf’s brothers! HOHO! We need to move fast before his men come after us, alright kid? We’ll go to Krampus' tower, which is right fuckin’ there. HOHO!" He expined as he pointed at a massive building in the distance.

  It was the tallest building in the city and was surrounded by a giant ass gate. It gave off a menacing aura, signaling the unjolly danger was awaiting them at the top.

  "Alright, alright. Fine. But, we're doing things my way, okay? We go through the front and fuck them up." Chad responded as he began walking off, his back muscles bulg and flexed.

  Rudolf was going to object but stopped when he saw Santa follow after Chad, chuckling at the boy’s bravery.

  Meanwhile, Jimmithey was running through the streets, dodging cars and pedestrians. He had just gotten up from his fall and was trying to catch up to the others.

  He had been slowed down thanks to the evacuating people. Despite his wish to get out of there, he had gone around and helped a few of the people hurt by the bombing.

  It had now been a few minutes since the sled crashed and he had finally escaped the ruined streets.

  "Dammit! I have no idea where to fucking go. They’re not on the destroyed sled and I haven’t seen them around the streets! Where would they be?" Jimmithey asked himself as he turned into an alleyway, momentarily getting away from the chaos to collect himself.

  But once he did, a bck limousine pulled up in front of him, covering the open part of the alleyway!

  “What the hell?” Jimmithey muttered as he turned his head, noticing the menacing vehicle’s door open.

  As the long door opened, a big bck furry figure walked out. He had sharp teeth, bright yellow eyes, and massive horns coming from his head.

  But to contrast that feral look, he was in a tuxedo, had a tophat on, and was very thin and regal.

  "Good evening… My name is Krampus D. Krampusnacht. You are Jimmithey Johnrey James, correct?" Krampus introduced himself as he held his dark hand out.

  Jimmithey gasped and started to back off, sweat dripping down from his forehead.

  "How do you know my name?" Jimmithey asked as his eyes sharpened, his gre becoming stronger. Krampus started giggling evilly in response, in a dark powerful tone.

  "You're the man who beat the King Cuck. The legendary, elusive Schizo. Everyone knows you. Everyone wants you." Krampus responded as he licked his lips with his long, snake-like tongue.

  Suddenly, ten gingerbread henchmen jumped from the limo and buildings around and surrounded Jimmithey! They had sungsses on, holding small gingerbread pistols and knives.

  "Krampus. Do you really think these flimsy gingerbread men can beat me? Do you think YOU can beat me?" Jimmithey asked as he started to get angrier, his schizo aura becoming visible.

  The wind started to flow around him, causing Schizo energy to exude from his body. The Gingerbread men began to shake, falling onto the floor in fear.

  Krampus began ughing in response, his clothing not even shifting from the wind.

  "Jimmithey Johnrey James, I'm not here to fight. I'm just here to talk a bit, eh? My men are just here to listen. After all, you're a smart man, who will listen to reason! That's why I'm here, with a proposal…" Krampus expined as he pulled a box from the limo’s still-open door.

  "What? A proposal?! This is what you bastards always do. Do you think I'll seriously fall for your proposal, convincing bullshit?!" Jimmithey yelled as his schizo powers got even stronger. The aura was causing the clouds to shift around and the earth beneath them began to tremble.

  The Gingerbread men ran back in fear, afraid that Jimmithey’s aura would cause them to crumble.

  Despite this thunderous rage, Krampus still stared at Jimmithey, unphased by the young man’s powerful rage.

  "Hehe, listen, Mr. Johnrey James... Ever since Santa got cucked by me, I've had control over Christmas day. His dignity and his power were all taken on that day. At the peak of Christmas excitement and fervor, I’ll get the power of the Christmas gift. I can grant any gift you desire with this power. Such as the ability to get any woman you want, and beat any enemy you want. Fuck any woman you want. Kill any man you want…." Krampus expined as he showed a festive Christmas gift box in his hands. He slightly opened it, a glowing energy oozing out from it.

  Jimmithey’s eyes shined when he saw the powerful box, feeling a warm and alluring aura come from it. He shook his head, ignoring the box’s temptation.

  "Alright then. I wish for you to fucking die." Jimmithey replied coldly, pointing straight at Krampus. The dark creature shook his head and chuckled, closing the box lightly.

  "No, no. I have to approve of the wish, but I cannot use the wish myself. It is fair, it is banced. And it is my proposal for you, Jimmithey." Krampus replied as he pced the box on the ground, turning around immediately after.

  Jimmithey looked down at the box, still feeling the warm aura coming off of it. He turned his head back up, looking towards Krampus’ thin back.

  Krampus began walking back to his car but stopped before he entered, turning his horned face around.

  "I know how that man Chad has been on your mind. His strength, his power, his money, his fame… His woman. You can take it and have it all. Just wish for it with the gift. And I'll approve of it. Think about it, Jimmithey. Think hard." Krampus finally said as he sat down in his limo’s seat. His gingerbread men began following him into the limo, leaving Jimmithey alone.

  "I'll be waiting in my tower. It is the tallest building in this city. Come with your answer, Mr. Johnrey James." He chuckled coldly as he closed the limo’s door.

  He drove off and left Jimmithey with the gift box behind. Jimmithey picked it up and began thinking.

  "Is he trying to pit me against Chad? Well, Chad's a piece of shit… Yet he has everything easy…” Jimmithey thought as he stared at the warm box, noticing small bits of mist pouring out from it.

  Ever since the Cuck war ended, Jimmithey had been going to college and had been studying. He lived at peace with his girlfriend Jimmitha, worked at part-time jobs, and rexed with his mundane and normal everyday life. Following this path was both a way of achieving his past self’s dreams and his way of respecting Milly’s wishes for him.

  Despite reaching his goal of getting back to his normal life, something at the back of his head kept bothering him. It was a lingering feeling of emptiness that he had felt every once in a while. This led to him wanting to do something important again, like saving the world.

  That’s why he began training with Master Bater. So he could gain the skills he had lost and so he could potentially feel the thrill of fighting against vilins again.

  Meanwhile, Chad was traveling around the world with his wife Mysuel, using his title as the savior of the world to get further in life. He got money, fame, influence, and attention from the entire world. Women desired him while men aspired to be like him. Vilins and degenerates alike feared him.

  He was the world-famous Giga Chad, an icon of heroism and strength.

  Chad got the credit for Jimmithey’s fight and was now doing everything Jimmithey wished he could. And he did this all while still being the same cocky asshole he always was. It made Jimmithey jealous, a feeling he tried to reject every time he felt it.

  But he knew that this was all a part of Krampus’ pn. He was trying to manipute Jimmithey so he would betray Santa!

  "Fuck that... He's just trying to make me fight Chad and the others. I won’t fall for it… I've just got to go to the tower and kick his ass. Then Christmas will be saved and I can ignore Chad…" Jimmithey muttered as he started walking away from the alleyway.

  He looked up in the sky, seeing a rge skyscraper with a menacing aura. He could instantly tell this was Krampus’ tower, a pce he knew Santa and the others would find out about in no time.

  So he ran off towards the looming tower, using his Schizo speed to avoid the remaining crowds.

  …

  At the same time, Chad, Rudolf, and Santa were hiding in an abandoned building near the front of Krampus' tower. Rudolf and Santa were discussing their pn of action, looking over a quickly drawn map of the area around the tower.

  While they strategized, Chad sat to the side, on top of a wooden box. He was tapping his foot impatiently, his mouth twitching in rage.

  "ARGAHAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! You guys are FUCKING pussies!!! Fuck this pn shit! Fuck it! I told you we’re doing it my way! We're going through the front!" Chad yelled as stood up and smashed up Rudolf's pns.

  Santa sighed as this happened, sipping some eggnog from his canister. Rudolf turned around and grabbed Chad by the shoulders with his hooves.

  "Chad, we need to be smart about this! If we rush in and die, Christmas will be over! Forever!" Rudolf cried as he tried to reason with Chad.

  Chad shook his head in disappointment, massaging his forehead at the same time. He then started chuckling, crossing his rge arms together.

  "Rudolf, you need to believe in me. If you're with me, you won't fucking die. So, stick with me, follow what I say and do your shit!" Chad responded as he began walking off, pushing Rudolf off of himself.

  Before he could leave through the half-broken door, Santa went up to him. He chucked out a light “Hohoho” and crossed his beefed-up arms.

  "I don't know you very well, Chad Thompson. I know of your achievements, but not who you truly are. But, I can feel the Christmas spirit in you. I'll trust you. Rudolf, get your guns and get ready. We’re doing this." Santa chuckled as he pulled out his massive bazooka.

  Chad started ughing and shook Santa's hand. Rudolf silently accepted Santa’s order and pulled two UZI submachine guns from his behind.

  They left the abandoned building they were hiding in and started walking to Krampus' building. They walked straight to the front gate, in front of all of the security cameras, with all of their guns out.

  Chad walked straight to the security guard at the front gate and showed him his badge. It said, "GIGA CHAD: THE WORLD'S MOST POWERFUL MAN".

  The security guard, a fat fuck, stood there confused. He’d never seen a nearly naked man in the cold hold up a badge like that. He was especially surprised that the hero who saved the world was doing this.

  "Um, sir? Mr. Giga-Chad? I have no idea what this means." The fat fucking guard said through the gss window.

  Chad began ughing and fell on his back from sheer ughter and humor. He soon got back up and then handed the badge back to the guard, through the small hole in the gss.

  The guard sat there, confused and Chad stared straight into his eyes.

  "S-si-i-rr...?" He said as he began sweating. Chad continued staring straight at his face, causing the guard to start fidgeting.

  Chad’s chiseled and handsome face began to awaken something within the guard, his body tensing up from both attractiveness and confusion.

  He eventually touched the button meant for opening the gate on accident and it opened up!

  "Thanks, buddy." Chad chuckled as he turned around and walked through the rge doors, Santa and Rudolf following behind. They finally walked through the tower’s front doors, entering Krampus’ estate.

  As they walked in, Santa walked up to Chad and patted his shoulder.

  "Chad. How the hell did that work? That was the dumbest and strangest thing I've seen in years, and I've been alive since time immemorial!" Santa said as he was still baffled by Chad's power. Chad then flexed his chest and began ughing.

  "Simple. It's because I'm Giga Chad, the enigma. My power and my charm are stronger than anything. But, forget about that. We're deep in enemy territory. Let's fucking go!" Chad yelled as he charged deeper in.

  They went up a set of stairs and soon reached a big room filled with gingerbread men! They were standing around, watching TV and eating cookies. Santa grabbed Chad and Rudolf’s shoulders, pulling them back away from the door that entered the room.

  “Fuck are you doing?” Chad asked as he was pulled to the side. Rudolf sighed and put his hand on his face from stress, quickly realizing who was in the room.

  "He stole my motherfucking gingerbread men. Chad, Rudolf, don't kill them. They have families back at the North Pole. They're just following Krampus' orders, influenced by his charisma. They may be traitors, but I’m not killing my boys." Santa expined as he lowered his bazooka. Rudolf did the same with his light machine guns. But they had now reached a dilemma.

  "We have to get past them though. And I'm not fucking sneaking around them. But we can’t kill them. So what now?" Chad asked as he looked at the gingerbread men.

  Santa then pulled out something from his pocket. In his hands was a fucking miniature elf! It was 2 feet and stood next to the others, its eyes beading with energy and joy.

  "Hey, Mister Cus! What do you need me for, boss?" The Elf asked, his body swaying up and down with joy. Santa crouched down and picked him up by his waist, holding him as if he were his own son.

  "Hoho! Buddy, my trusted Elf Helper. You will be a distraction. The gingerbread men will see you, and will jump you! We'll run off and you'll distract them in the meantime. Is that okay? I promise you won’t get hurt, son." Santa asked as he held the Elf up.

  But before he could respond, Chad clenched his fists in rage.

  "That ain't the Chad way! I can't agree on this!" Chad yelled as he smmed his hand on the nearby wall. This caused some gingerbread men to look around in confusion for a second, alerted by the banging noise.

  “Calm yourself, boy!” Santa whispered, waving his hand down to rex Chad. He nodded and crossed his arms.

  "Chad, is democracy a part of the Chad way?" Rudolf asked, his head turned towards the Alpha male.

  "Yes, it depends but generally, the alpha males discuss and make rules democratically. Only alpha males do. Why did you ask, Rudolf?" Chad asked as he began calming down. Santa sighed and sat back.

  “Are we Alpha males to you, boy?” Santa asked as he held the beaming Buddy in his hands. Chad analyzed both Rudolf and Santa’s appearances, considering what they’ve done, and compared it to the ancient code of Alphas.

  After a minute of silent thinking, Chad responded.

  “Yes, I believe so…” Chad replied as he stroked his hard chin

  "Good. We vote then. All for Buddy sacrificing himself, raise your hand." Rudolf asked. Rudolf, Buddy, and Santa all raised their hands. Chad sighed and accepted that they won the vote.

  Santa then dropped Buddy and let him start running. He ran into the room and the gingerbread men started noticing him.

  “The fuck?” A gingerbread man asked as he looked down at the beaming Elf, the rest of them turning around to check what was happening.

  "I DON'T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS, THERE IS JUST ONE THING I NEED!!!" Buddy began yelling as he started singing a Christmas cssic!

  This caused the gingerbread men, who were now very anti-Christmas, to get up and start beating his ass!

  “Fuck this pansy up!” The gingerbread men yelled, smming their feet into the Elf’s gut.

  "Run guys! Now!" Santa whispered as they ran off past the room, reaching a rge door at the end of the hall. Chad and Rudolf looked back at the screaming Elf, who was being stomped on by the numerous guards.

  “What about young Buddy?!” Rudolf asked, turning his head back at his boss. Santa shook his head, sighing.

  “Rudolf, we don’t have time! Krampus could be doing some horrendous shit right now!!” Santa yelled, smming the rge doors.

  They reached the end and entered the stairway at the end of the hall! Santa led them forward and started running up to the top.

  When they reached the end of the stairway, they saw a single room. Santa started running faster, smming the door open. He felt Chad and Rudolf behind, his face clenching up in rage.

  He got through the st door and saw a massive regal hall. At the end of this long, fancy hallway was a sign that said "Krampus' Master Bedroom."

  "KRAMPUS!!!" Santa roared as he ran straight through the door. He smmed it open, ripping it off of its hinges with his bare hands. But once he looked inside, he saw something he didn't expect.

  There was Ms. Cus, sitting in bed next to the hairy Krampus. She was barely conscious and was in a mode of pure ecstasy. Her clothes were scattered around and her breasts were exposed.

  Krampus on the other hand, sitting next to her, holding her by the chin. He began licking her face, his long-slitted tongue slipped down to her pink nipples.

  "KRAMPUS!!! Y-YOU! YOU FUCK!!!!!" Santa yelled as he pointed at them. Krampus began ughing and hopped out of his bed.

  He nded a few feet away from the bed, his massive cock pointing outwards from his robe. It poked downwards, aimed toward Santa.

  "Santa D. Cus. You came… And so did I. You came inside my building. While I came inside of your wife. Oh, I mean, ex-wife." Krampus chuckled as he grabbed a wine gss from nearby, sipping it.

  Santa fell to the ground and began roaring, tears pouring from his eyes. Seeing his wife so satisfied with his archnemesis’s touch made him furious. It was the ultimate defeat, one that he felt he would never recover from.

  'You're weak, Santa. You're a weak ass cuck." Krampus said grimly as he walked over and stomped on Santa's head.

  He rubbed his foot down on Santa’s skull! But, before he could crush Santa’s head, Chad and Rudolf entered the room!

  "KRAMPUS!!! You bastard!!! Let Father Christmas GO!!" Rudolf yelled as he pulled out his machine gun and began firing at him!

  PEW PEW PEW!!!

  But, all of the special Christmas bullets stopped before they could touch Krampus. The dark creature stared at the bullets with a small grin on his face.

  “Red Nose Reindeer… Does it not bring shame to you that your ‘Father’ is such a weak bitch? Will you really sacrifice your life for such a sad bastard?“ Krampus asked mockingly. He tapped his long fingernail on the increasingly firing bullets.

  “Silence!! You’re the fiend who caused this all!! You killed my BROTHERS!!!” Rudolf roared. But right as he did, the bullets turned and shot back at Rudolf and Chad.

  “Move!” Chad yelled as he grabbed Rudolf’s shoulder, the two of them dodging to the side. The bullets crashed into the wall, causing the walls to explode.

  Chad turned his head back to the horned creature, his face scrunching in rage.

  "Krampus. You cucked a good man. I can't allow that to happen in my Alpha world." Chad said as flexed his massive chest.

  He began to slowly walk towards Krampus, his Alpha aura exploding outwards. Rudolf ran to Santa and began pulling him back, helping his father up.

  "Ahhhh, the mighty Giga Chad. The Hero who saved the world… I heard you've been fucking around, spreading your genes. I respect that, as I have been doing the same, but with Ms. Cus. But, anyways, I wanted to speak to you. How would you like a wish?" Krampus asked as he walked closer.

  "What? A wish? What could an Alpha like me wish for?!" Chad yelled as he flexed. Krampus began ughing in response, looking off at the now recovering Santa.

  "Hahah... Chad, let's not do this here… Especially not in front of my woman…" Krampus chuckled as he stepped straight in front of Chad in a split second, almost before Chad could react.

  He put his hand on Chad's chest and they both teleported to the top of Krampus' building!

  "The fuck! How did you do that, asshole?!" Chad asked as he looked around. The wind was bsting through the sky, dark clouds gathering around the two of them.

  "That is the power of a Christmas wish, Mr. Thompson! While I was fucking Ms. Cus fat ass, I gave her a Christmas wish! Between her moaning and begging, she wished for me to have the power to teleport. Do you see its strength? It's potential?!" Krampus yelled as he raised his hands up, lightning striking in the clouds above him.

  "Fuck no! I don't need a dumbass wish to be special or strong! Unlike your weak ass! I'm already the strongest man ALIVE!" Chad yelled as he became increasingly muscur, his body becoming grayed out.

  He was done talking and jumped straight at Krampus. But Krampus teleported before Chad could hit him! He instantly appeared behind Chad, chuckling loudly.

  "Hehe… Hmmm, I don't know about that. There's one man. One man I know who is completely stronger. The Schizo… Jimmithey Johnrey James... Ahahaaahhh..." Krampus chuckled as he licked his lips with his snake-like tongue. This caused Chad to roar in rage, veins popping across his sweaty forehead.

  "Are you fucking with me?!!! Jimmithey? FUCK NO! I can kick his ass easily! Any day of the goddamn WEEK!!" Chad yelled as he kept chasing after Krampus, who continued to teleport away from each thunderous strike.

  He kept ughing and ughing as Chad kept trying to fight back. His attacks pushed wind and energy across the entire skyline, causing tens of booms to go off in the air.

  Despite Chad’s immense speed and strength, Krampus was still able to escape with his Christmas powered senses!

  "Aahaha! But, Chad? Wasn't it Jimmithey who beat you in the end? Isn't it Jimmithey who truly beat the King Cuck? Without him, the world would be ruled by the Cuck King! You just rode off HIS achievements! You are a fraud, and you know that more than anyone else!!" Krampus yelled as he continued flying around!

  His ughing became even stronger, causing Chad physical pain! His ears began to bleed from the high-pitched ughing!

  “Shut the fuck up! Shut up! How do you know this shit?!” Chad roared, grabbing his bleeding ears.

  "I have my methods, Chad. But forget that. Understand what I’m saying… Understand that the Christmas wish will let you truly have the chance to beat Jimmithey Johnrey James! To make you legit! A real Alpha male! Accept it, Chad Thompson! Accept it!!" Krampus yelled as he came behind Chad, resting his hand on the Alpha’s rge shoulder.

  Despite being so close, Chad didn't attack Krampus back. He saw the gift box being summoned in front of him, and started thinking.

  "Jimmithey is a bitch. A literal nobody compared to me… He chose a normal ass life because he’s too weak to actually work for anything really important... But, sometimes… I wish I could truly beat him in a fight... But he keeps growing ahead of me with Master Bater... If I take this gift, I'll catch up to him instantly… No, I’ll surpass him. Surpass him with no effort…" Chad thought as he looked at the box.

  “Take it…” Krampus whispered into Chad’s ear. He pointed his long fingernail at the box on Chad’s shoulder.

  Chad began slowly moving his hand towards the box, beginning to open it. Krampus giggled as he did this, his smile becoming sharper.

  “I…” Chad muttered as the warm light pushing up onto his face.