Betrayal

Deception

Chapter 1

Note: For this story I'm doing a crossover of TDI and X-men Evolution. It's going to be about Courtney. This happens after the last 3 seasons of the TD series. A brief description of what's happened. After the TD series, the contestants worked out and talked about their problems with one another.

Geoff and Bridgette made up for that kiss Bridgette and Alejandro made by making out; Trent and Gwen gave each other another chance and are now happy together; Izzy and Owen are currently going out; Noah soon accepted Owen as his friend and grew found of the big guy; DJ no longer has the curse upon him and he's once again friends with the animals; Ezekiel got the help he needed; Cody talked too Sierra and worked something out about them going out as long as Sierra stopped stalking and doing stuff that creep-ed him out; Harold and Leshawna started to date; Tyler and Beth have been helping Lindsey remember names and help her with her memory problem; Alejandro and Heather were now boyfriend and girlfriend after the end of season 3; and as for the other contestants their doing alright.

However, not everyone's happy and back to normal. Since season's 2 and 3, Courtney and Duncan's relationship as gone down the toilet. Even though Duncan, Gwen, Heather, and everyone else apologized to her for what they've done, she couldn't, no wouldn't forgive them. Sure deep inside her heart she wanted to forgive everyone, but she wouldn't admit it. Not even her love to Duncan would be admitted. She wouldn't even apologize for her own actions.

So now feeling as though she can no longer be around her so called friends, Courtney decided to take a little time off and get away for a while. She talked with her parents and they agreed to let her get away somewhere for a while. Of course she had to have her cellphone; money; clothes; pepper spray; toiletry stuff; and etc. They also agreed that she could stay in new York, but only for the summer in a hotel room that they rented out for her. (FYI, it's summer again so no worries about school what-so-ever.) Thus it was decided, and Courtney took the first flight to New York.

(New York/On a Bus)

Courtney sat on a city bus that was heading from the airport to New York. She sat in the way back of the bus looking out the window. She gazed at her own reflection as the bus was moving down the street. All Courtney could really do was think about everything from her past. From being to different places for the TD series; to the many different people she be-friend ed and tricked; to finding love and making enemies; the law suits she threatened; and then to losing it all. Losing her trust and loved ones all for a million dollars? Was it really worth it? Was giving up and losing everything and everyone she knew really worth it? I mean it was just money after all, but she focused more on the prize then she did on her heart.

"Why did I do it? Why did I suddenly change after the first season? Why did I trick my friends? Why did I not apologize for everything that I did? Why did I break up with Duncan? Was everything I did really worth it? Just throwing away and moving everyone out of my way all for some dumb competition? What's wrong with me? Do I even know who I am anymore?" Courtney thought to herself.

While looking through the window, it was almost as if her life was flashing before her very eyes. Mostly of her and Duncan, but occasionally a few of her other friends. There was DJ; Beth; Lindsey; Gwen; Bridgette; Leshawna; Harold; Justin; Geoff; Cody; Sierra; Alejandro; and Duncan. To be honest, she did feel as though she were close friends with these guys, but on the other hand, she did fight and use them during the games they played. I mean isn't that what competition was all about? Well, maybe to her, but what about everyone else? Is that what they thought? Maybe Alejandro and heather, but what about everyone else?

Maybe to them it was all about having fun and making friends?

Yet to Courtney that wasn't enough.

She wanted it all.

The fame.

The glory.

The million.

The power.

All to herself, and she almost got it all.

"All that glory and money could have been mine, but I couldn't even come close to it." Courtney thought to herself.

"Maybe it was a sign. A sign that I shouldn't win the million because of my behavior. Because of what I did to everyone in the competition. Perhaps I didn't even deserve to be on the show during those past three seasons."

As Courtney wondered off in her thoughts, the bus soon came to a stop.

"This is it! The Grand Hotel 27! Anyone who has to go here please get off!" Cried the Bus Driver to the passengers.

Soon people started getting up and off of the bus. Courtney was still in her thoughts until the Bus Driver cried out again.

"Last call for The Grand Hotel!" He cried.

That snapped Courtney out of her thoughts and so she got up and out. Taking her possessions and walking off of the bus, Courtney stepped foot in New York. She looked around and then started walking into The Grand Hotel.

Inside Courtney was amazed. The floor was smooth and made of white marble; huge glass windows with fancy curtains on them; furniture made of fine silk and wood; carpets; plants; elevators; and whatever else you would see in a hotel. Plus maybe a little extra fancy stuff in there. She gazed at the entire room before walking over to the main desk. When she got there, a man in his mid 30's; wearing a suit; with brown hair with grey in it; blue eyes; and a tag that said Mr. Tweedy on it noticed Courtney.

"Hello there, and welcome to The grand Hotel. How can I help you today miss?" He asked her.

"Uh yes hello, I'm Courtney Roberts and my parents rented a room for me in this hotel for the summer." She told him.

Mr. Tweedy looked through a book that was on the desk and then to the computer. Check, flipping, and typing he soon faced Courtney again.

"Yes, yes that's correct Miss. Roberts. Your parents rented you a room on the fifth floor. Fifth floor, room 104." He said.

"Thank you very much." Said Courtney.

"Oh please allow one of the employees to take your bags." Said Mr. Tweedy ringing the bell.

An employee wearing a green uniform; a matching hat; black shoes; around his late 20's; curly red hair; green eyes; and braces on came up to the front desk.

"You rang sir?" He asked.

"Yes Marcus, I need you to take Miss. Roberts bags up to the fifth floor room 104 please." Mr. Tweedy told him.

"Right away sir." Replied Marcus taking Courtney's bags and then heading for the elevator.

Before Courtney followed him, Mr. Tweedy gave Courtney her room key and then she headed to the elevator.

(Fifth Floor, Room 104)

Courtney and Marcus soon made it to room 104 on the fifth floor. Using her key to unlock the door, Courtney and Marcus stepped inside. Dropping off her bags, Marcus started to leave, but Courtney stopped him.

"Wait, don't you want a tip?" She asked him.

"Ah...well that would be nice, but nobody ever gives me much of a tip." He replied.

"Usually it's just a few coins or a dollar. Nobody ever wants to give me any of the big stuff."

Feeling guilty and bad for him, Courtney reached into her pocket and pulled out some of her own money.

"Here Marcus. You deserve this more then I do." She told him handing him out one hundred fifty dollars.

Looking at Courtney in shock, Marcus took the money and looked at it.

"This isn't some kind of joke is it?" He asked.

"No, I want you to have that money and get yourself something nice okay?" She replied.

Slowly a big smile came onto Marcus's face.

"Wow! Thank you! Thank you so much Miss. Roberts!" He cried.

"Your welcome, but please call me Courtney okay?" She replied.

"Okay then, thanks Courtney! I won't forget what you did!"

And with that Marcus ran out of the room jumping and crying with joy. Courtney just smiled to herself and then walked over to close the door. After that Courtney got settled into her new temporary home for the summer. She put away her clothes; toiletry stuff; shoes; movies; books; and other stuff in there rightful places. The last thing that she took out to put away was a picture. It was nicely framed and in the picture was all of her old friends for the first season of the TD series. The same picture that Chris took before everyone fell into the water. Courtney gazed at the picture and the touched the glass protecting it.

"Even after all of those challenges; arguments; seasons; and pain I went through, I still kept this picture." She thought to herself.

Looking at the picture some more, Courtney put in on the nightstand next to her bed. Then she just sat down on the bed. Not sure what to do next. She puzzled and she puzzled for a few minutes. Looking around her room she noticed a telephone on her nightstand. Looking at it and then thinking, Courtney had an idea. She picked up the phone, dialed a number, and then waited for someone to answer. (For the phone call the person on the other end will be an employee. Written in italic. Courtney will be written in normal.) Then after just a few seconds came a voice.

"Hello? May I ask who's calling please?"

"Hello this is Courtney Roberts in room 104 on the fifth floor."

"Hello there what would you like?"

"I'd like to order some room service please."

"Okay then, what would you like to order?"

"Um...gee uh...what would I like? Um..."

"I'll have the chicken Cesar salad; an ice tea; macaroni and cheese, and a slice of New York style cheese cake please."

"Thank you, your food will be sent up in 30 minutes."

"Okay, thank you now. Bye."

Hanging up the phone, Courtney just sat on the bed and turned on the television. To be honest, she wasn't really all that hungry at the moment. Yet she ordered her food and it would be done in just half an hour. The truth was that Courtney meant to call someone else. The person Courtney wanted to call...was Duncan.

Before the two of them broke up, Duncan had given Courtney his phone number. That way the two could stay in touch wherever they were. She had always meant to call him, but soon during the second season of the TD series, their relationship hit some bumps in the road. The by the third season when they were officially broken up, she had always meant to throw out his number. Yet for some reason, she never did. She didn't know why, but she just never bothered to actually throw it away. Maybe the only reason she kept it was because it was to remind her that she shouldn't bother with him ever again. Or maybe it was because she still had feelings for Duncan, but didn't want to admit it.

"God I'm such a loser! Why didn't I just call him? If I still have feelings for Duncan then I should be able to call him and tell him myself." Courtney thought to herself.

Forgetting that she had the television on, Courtney's attention turned to it. She looked at what was on and she saw the 'News'.

"Attention viewers! Attention viewers! We interrupt this program for an important announcement!" Said one of the news anchors.

"Huh? Wonder what the announcement is? better stay quiet and listen." Courtney thought to herself.

"There has just been word that a secret government laboratory has just been broken into! The only thing that appears to have been stolen was a genetically enhance formula! Not sure of what it does, but if it was stolen then it must have been important! There are no suspects and the security cameras were all destroyed during the robbery! Police are now investigating the crime scene in hopes of finding any clues! Until then no one is to enter the laboratory or do anything until further notice! Wait a minute! We've just recieved word from Captain Jones that they've discovered some clues! Let's have a look at them shall we?"

There on the television screen appeared a picture of a metal door pushed to the sides and all scrunched up. Courtney looked at it in shock and amazement. Then another picture came up and it showed a glass case with a hole that was made. Also shown was a bunch of melted up equipment.

"How is that even possible? I mean making a hole in a glass case seems logical and maybe even melting chemicals and other equipment, but what about the metal door? Was there a bomb or something? What or who could have caused this?" Courtney asked herself.

"Other then that there's nothing else to show! Police will continue searching and report anything that they find! Until then that's all we have!" Said the news anchor man.

After that Courtney turned the television off.

"It just doesn't make any seance. Why did somebody steal a genetic formula? What does it do? Why do they want it? I just don't understand."

Before Courtney could do anything else, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello? Room service!" Came a voice outside.

"Huh? Oh right, right I ordered room service. Duh." Said Courtney answering the door and taking the food.

"Thank you." She said giving the employee a fifty dollar tip.

"Keep it. It's yours for the taking."

After that Courtney brought in her lunch and decided to chow down on it. Quietly and slowly eating her lunch, she was then interrupted by the phone.

"Wonder who's calling me?" Thought Courtney.

She got up and answered the phone.

"Hello Courtney Roberts here may I ask who's calling?" She said.

"Um...uh yeah, yeah this is Courtney right?" Said the voice.

"Um yes. Who's this and why do you sound so familiar?"

"That, that doesn't matter so shut up and listen alright?"

"Okay, okay you don't have to be so rude! Could you at least give me a clue to who you are?"

"Oh I think you know who I am Courtney. Let's just say I'm from the same show as you were."

"Really? Uh...Harold? Geoff? Chris? Chef? Noah? Uh..."

"Okay! No! No! No! No! And...No! Okay you're not even close! Come on!"

"Alright! Alright already! So if you're not going to tell me who you are, then at least tell me why you called me?"

"Isn't it obvious? I called you because I wanted to talk to you about the contestants of the TD series. So listen up and hear me out with what I have to say. Got it?"

"Uh...sure, yeah sure thing."

"Good. Anyway about those so-called friends of yours that you use to hang out with. They're not to be trusted. They may have apologized to you, but it was all an act. It's just a way of letting your guard down. That way then can then do something to embarrass you and make you look bad. You can't trust anyone. Not even your old boyfriend. Duncan. I'll let you in on the situation of why you have to do this. The reason's because they're planning on doing something dangerous. Something that'll put the entire earth in parral. Unless you stay away and don't go near them."

"What? Are you sure? But...But why would they do that to me? I don't understand this...wait a minute! How do I know this isn't some sort of joke?"

"Just listen to me you little...oh...never mind! Just shut up and don't talk! Now look unless you want anybody getting hurt, then listen to me with everything I had to say okay? It's all true and don't forget about it! Now goodbye. For now Courtney."

After that the voice was gone.

Courtney was dumb struck by what the voice had told her.

Why would somebody tell her all of this?

Was it some sort of joke?

I mean really now?

Who'd do and say such things as dumb as that about everyone she knew?

Maybe she was going a little bit crazy. I mean it is possible right? People intend to go crazy sometimes. Unless of course your Izzy. Then you're crazy all the time. Course is that really important right now? Courtney didn't know whether she should call the police, or try and figure out who would do something like this to her? Perhaps it was possible that the caller was referring to another Courtney Roberts; and I'm sure he meant another Duncan as well. It was possible, but is it true?

Getting a bit worked up, Courtney tried to forget what just happened.

So she finished up her lunch and then went out for a walk.

Outside, Courtney tried to put her past behind her. Yet everything from the TD series was still running through her head. She just couldn't get it out of there. It wasn't that easy or as easy as it may be for other people. So she just walked on and on down the streets of New York.

"Hm...Perhaps if I wasn't so uptight and competitive, then maybe my friends wouldn't have hated me so much during the show." Courtney said to herself.

As she walked on she soon came across a jazz club. When she saw the sign, it got her thinking.

"A jazz club? Hm...maybe this is just what I need." She said to herself and entered the building.

Inside it was all dark with some head lights around the place. A few tables and chairs were scattered around the place; furniture was in the center; there was a stage with a microphone stand on it; a fruit bar; bongo's playing in the background; and people wearing dark clothes and funny looking hats. (I mean those hats that people would sometimes wear in Paris or when working on artwork. Don't know what it's called.) So Courtney walked over to the fruit bar and sat down on a stool.

"Good day miss. What can I get for you?" Asked a young looking lad around her age; dark skin; green eyes; cool looking hip sunglasses; wearing a dark sleeved shirt; dark pants; one of those hats; and red hair.

"Uh...well I don't know. What have you got?" Courtney asked him.

"All kinds of fruit smoothies and juice baby." He replied.

"Um...just give me whatever the special is today please."

"Ah! You're in luck! We've got a special, special today. The Mega Sweet and Smooth Strawberry Pineapple Coconut Mango Smoothie."

"The Mega Sweet and Smooth Strawberry Pineapple Coconut Mango Smoothie?"

"You got that right girlfriend!"

"Um yeah okay then. Uh...just give me that please."

"One Mega Sweet and Smooth Strawberry Pineapple Coconut Mango Smoothie coming right up!"

And with that he left Courtney and headed into the kitchen. Courtney just sat where she was trying to figure out what just happened.

"Well that was odd. If this is suppose to be a jazz club then what was with that guy?" She wondered.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Then again, I'm already here so why not just chill here for a while? I could give this place a shot."

Then that guy who went to get Courtney's smoothie came back holding a smoothie cup in his hand.

"Here you go. One Mega Sweet and Smooth Strawberry Pineapple Coconut Mango Smoothie right here." He told her placing it down in front of her.

Courtney looked at it, then the guy who had a big smile on his face, and then she looked back down at her drink.

"Um...thank you. Uh...what's your name?"

"Oh I'm Franklin."

"Nice to meet you Franklin. I'm Courtney."

"Well its nice to meet you Courtney. Now what brings you to this here jazz club?"

"It's a long story."

"I don't mind stories. Why not tell me?"

"You really sure you wanna hear about it?"

"Of course."

"Well...alright, but it isn't a good one."

So Courtney told Franklin everything about herself and her experience during the TD series.

From Total Drama Island.

Total Drama Action.

And finally, Total Drama World Tour.

She told him of every little detail there was and everyone she met and knew.

When Courtney had finally finished her story, Franklin had this to say.

"That was some story you had there Courtney." He said.

"I told you it wasn't a good story." She replied sipping her drink.

"Well...I'm not much of an expert, but what I can tell you is that you need to tell your friends how sorry you are."

"I don't know Franklin. What about that strange phone call? The lies? And what was on the news earlier today?"

"Look there's no suspects and the video cameras were all destroyed. Therefore nobody knows who stole that strange formula liquid stuff. As far as I know, somebody either has a grudge on you and your old friends; or...it's all just a part of some sick joke."

"Yeah but which one is it? The only person I know who use to hold a grudge was Ezekiel, but he got help and is now seeing a therapist every week."

"Well is there anyone else you know of?"

"Um...well...Eva did hold a grudge on Bridgette, but she's been taking anger management classes. Heather and Alejandro have made up for everything that they ever did. Leshawna's friends with Heather again. Um...as far as I'm concerned, everybody fixed and worked out everything. So...I don't know who would hold in a grudge for so long and then tell me about it by lying about my old friends on the phone?"

"Perhaps this certian someone from the TD series is just pretending to be alright about everything. That way he can trick you and everyone else. It's probably all a part of his plan."

"Which would be?"

"Simple. Seeking revenge against those who have done him wrong, and/or who he just doesn't like."

"You really think that could be true?"

"Who knows? However, you might want to try and think this through. Try to determine from all the guys on the who would do something like this."

"You know for a jazz-like hippie dude, and no offence. You're a pretty good friend to talk to."

"Well thank you Courtney. For an uptight and strict chick. No offence on that. You're a good friend yourself."

The two of them smiled at each other. Courtney soon realized that Franklin was right. She had to go and apologize to her old friends and some how get back together with Duncan again. Not to mention figure out who made that phone call to her.

"Say uh Courtney." Said Franklin.

"Yes?" Replied Courtney.

"This isn't just a jazz club. It's also a poetry club. Why don't you get up there and express how you're feeling?"

"What? Oh no, no I...I couldn't do that."

"Why not?"

"Uh well I...I uh...I haven't had the time to prepare myself. Then there's what to say or what you're going to say. Oh, and let's not forget..."

"Courtney! Calm down! You just say and express your feelings. No need to do anything fancy."

"Uh really?"

"Really. Now go ahead on up there. I'll have my buddy Clark introduce you and then you just say what's on your mind through the power of poetry."

"But...But...But I...I..."

"Just go and don't worry okay. You'll be just fine. Now get behind stage and wait until Clark introduces you."

So Franklin brought Courtney back stage while he got Clark to introduce her.

Back stage Courtney was freaked out. She had never expressed her emotions through poetry. I mean sure she di through song, but not poetry. That was a different story. She wanted to make a break for it, but then she heard Clark making her introduction.

"And now ladies and gentelmen! Please snap your figures and prepare yourself for a new girl who's been through some rough bumps in her life! So without further ado! Give it up for Courtney!" Cried Clark moving off of the stage making way for Courtney.

A bright headlight shinned down onto the stage as Courtney started walking out onto the stage. She could hear the sound of fingers snapping as she got to the microphone. Soon the noise calmed down and stopped. Leaving Courtney next to the microphone all nervous and scared. You think she'd be use and all over something like this? Starring at the crowd of people, and then taking the microphone off of the stand. Courtney cleared her throat before she said anything.

"Um...hi there. Um...I'd like to call this piece...'My Thoughts from my Life.'" She said into the microphone.

Then bongo music and a few other instruments began playing in the background. That was Courtney's cue to start.

"Um...well...um..."

"My life's been a book."

"Following the rules."

"Working to get on top."

"Pushing away anyone who got in my way."

"Until I signed up on TV and then almost got voted off."

"I was always so focused and never stopped to make a friend."

"I'm to strict and uptight."

"Just like my lost lover said."

Soon people began to snap their fingers as Courtney continued to express herself on stage.

"I made some friends."

"Only to have lost them all."

"I wanted to cry."

"But I held my ground."

"I didn't push away my goal."

"Yet what did that get me?"

"Nothing at all!"

The instruments began to pick up the pace as Courtney held the microphone tighter and began to shout out her anger through it.

"I thought I could be strong!"

"I thought wrong!"

"I thought I could say I'm wrong!"

"I thought wrong!"

"I thought I could push away what bothered me!"

"I thought wrong!"

"I thought I could get over losing the one person who really loved me!"

"I THOUGHT WRONG!"

Now Courtney was really letting out her anger.

"Everything I thought and did was wrong!"

"Just completely wrong!"

"Like taking a test I didn't bother to fix!"

"Like saying something rude and not saying I'm sorry!"

"Like taking candy from a baby and ignoring its cries!"

"What I did was wrong!"

"Everything was wrong!"

Then she started to calm down and be a little more gentle.

"I was wrong about doing the things I did."

"I didn't bother to think about what I was doing to others."

"I lost everything and everyone over some stupid competition."

"A competition that really wasn't worth it."

"Life's not worth living if you can't enjoy it with the ones you love."

"Now comes a time where I'm going to make things right."

"I'm going to make the call and beg for forgiveness."

"If not that that apologize at least."

"For all of my actions."

"Now goodbye to you all."

"Don't know if I'll be back."

"But until I return don't forget to...to...uh...to shave a cat!"

Thus, putting an end to her long emotional poetry piece. Everybody just snapped their fingers like crazy over Courtney's piece. They really liked it, and Courtney just stood their in shock. She couldn't believe that they all liked what she just said.

"I can't believe it. They like it! They really, really liked it!" She thought to herself as she got off the stage and waved to everyone with a huge smile on her face.

"Courtney! Courtney!" Cried Franklin as he ran over to her.

"Courtney that was amazing! The crowd loves it!"

"Gee...thanks Franklin. You know, after expressing myself as you said before, I feel much better." She told him.

"That's great to hear, but what are you going to do now?" Asked Franklin.

"What I should have done before." She replied.

"I'm going back to the hotel, and I'm going to call Duncan and everyone else."

Franklin respected that and wasn't going to stop her. So before she left, Franklin allowed Courtney free access back into the club whenever she wanted. Thanking him, Courtney ran out and back to her room at the hotel.

When Courtney got back to her room, she took a few seconds to catch her breathe, but then she ran to the phone, pushed a bunch of buttons, and then awaited for a reply as the phone rang on the other end.

She waited.

And waited.

Until she her a voice come up. (Again like before. Duncan's italics, and Courtney's regular.)

"Hello Duncan here who's calling?"

Um...um Duncan?"

"Yeah that's me. Who's this and how'd you get this number?"

"Duncan it's me. It's Courtney."

Oh wow! Courtney actually did it! She called Duncan, but how's he going to react?

Oh what? What? What?

Just stay tune for Chapter 2 please.

Chapter 2's called Apologize so please check it out.