(A/N: oh my god- I am SO sorry this took as long as it did. But I promise this is going to be updated a lot faster from now on- those of you who have kept up with my stories know I've had a rough year, and it's directly affected my updating. I hope you enjoy the chapter- I highly recommend going back and re-reading the first if you haven't recently. This chapter is still by me, DarkLegate. Like I said, have fun reading, and let me know which characters you like!)

Cass panted slightly as she ran along the track, scowling as the mountain came into full view. The outline of the train carriages could barely be made out at this point- and she could tell it would be no easy feat getting to them. She didn't know if things would be at all like that stupid show her stupid brother was on, but she was willing to bet that there were traps on the mountain.

Cass had just started to adjust her hat when she saw an unsettling sight- Javier was beginning to overtake her.

"Hey, what the-" she started.

Javier winked, giving a slight wave before dashing off ahead. Cass scowled, but before she could do anything to reclaim her lead, she heard a voice from behind.

"Move it, coming through!"

The cowgirl watched as Flash easily overtook the two, looking back at the two and smirking.

"Later, losers!"

CONFESSIONAL: Cass

Alright. Maybe I have some competiton here- but that won't stop me from winnin' this thing. If my brother can beat twenty-five people in the woods, I can beat fifteen on a train. Of course, I'll actually be bringing home some money.

END CONFESSIONAL

Back at the train station, two contestants still remained- Irving and Samantha.

"Hmm, still nothing," Irving sighed as he scanned the area with his device, "I hope we didn't come on to this show for nothing."

"Well, even if there are no ghosts, we can still win the money, right?" Samantha smiled.

"Don't be stupid!" He snapped, "Evidence of paranormal activity is worth much more than the prize money!"

"Uh, okay," Samantha frowned, "sorry."

CONFESSIONAL: Irving

Sigh. It's no good. I originally wanted to be on Camp TV after I saw the fourth season. Not for fame or prize money, but to record some spectral activity. And also to be close to Miri... but mostly the first thing! So far things are looking like a bust...

END CONFESSIONAL

"Oh god," Harper groaned, "running... one of... my many weaknesses..."

Harper was running along the track, his pace beginning to get slower and slower.

"Hey, are you doing okay?" Jessica asked, "You don't look so good..."

"What? Uh, fine!" He laughed nervously, "Just, uh, you know. A bit tired. So, hey, I was thinking-"'

He was interrupted by Winston, who ran past him and alongside Jessica.

"Ah, hello there- Jessica, is it?" He smiled, "I'm so pleased to make your acquaintance. I'm Winston, if you've forgotten."

"How could I?" Jessica smiled, looking him over.

"Am I ever pleased to hear that," Winston grinned, "please, perhaps you'd willing to continue the challenge alongside me? I simply must get to know someone as beautiful as you."

Jessica blushed.

"Oh- of course!"

"Glad to hear it. Come, my darling."

Harper watched as the two walked off, sighing and looking down at his feet. To make things worse, Dane jogged up next to him, smirking.

"Ooh, ouch. Is talking to girls one of your many weaknesses, too?"

Harper rolled his eyes, but kept quiet. Dane sighed, deciding to relent a bit.

"Oh, come on. I was just joking. Lighten up a little."

"Yeah, well, you've been 'joking' with me since we got here!" Harper shot back.

"Alright, fair enough. Look, I feel like we got off on the wrong foot here." Dane smiled, extending a hand.

Harper eyed him up, before hesitantly reaching over and shaking his hand.

"See?" Dane smirked, "Was that so hard?"

Before Harper could respond, the two were nearly knocked over when Plant rode by them on a bicycle- the same one Flash had rode in on.

"Hey- you can't do that!" Burton, who was nearby, exclaimed.

"Well, what can I say?" Plant smirked, "Biking is great cardio!"

He soared past everyone, making his way to the front of the group, where Flash and Cass were neck and neck for the lead.

"Hey- what the?! THAT'S MY BIKE!" Flash shouted.

While Flash was distracted, Cass tripped her, snickering as she ran past. Flash's eyes widened as she fell forward, falling into the gravel.

"Ow, HEY!"

"Hehehe. Sorry, sweetheart!" Cass called as she ran ahead.

CONFESSIONAL: Flash

So I'm not even five minutes in, and I'm tripped and have my bike stolen! Heh, that's awesome... Don't get me wrong, people are still gonna die.

END CONFESSIONAL

Plant ditched Flash's bike as he came to the mountain, taking a minute to catch his breath.

"What's the matter? Super diet ain't so super now, hm?" Cass smirked as she ran past, beginning to scale the mountain.

"Nobody insults my dietary habits!" Plant yelled, before giving pursuit.

Javier and Flash were next to arrive at the base of the mountain, Flash beginning the trek without a moment's hesitation. As Javier began his climb, however, he was surprised to see Wendy appear next to him, beginning to climb with ease.

"Woah- how are you doing that?!"

Wendy paused, chuckling and smiling sheepishly.

"I was a cheerleader back home. Sort of the same thing... right?"

"Heh... I don't know about that, but color me impressed all the same."

By then, the other contestants were beginning to arrive- Winston, Jessica, Dane and Tilly were the next batch, followed by Harper, Ryuzaki, Glimmer, Pearl and Burton. Milton, Geoff and Blaineley watched them climb from the top of the mountain, the former with an amused smile on his face.

"Well, I'm not sure if they're the Camp TV cast, but they'll do," Milton smiled.

"Whatever- can you show me which one of these carriages is mine?" Blaineley asked.

She gestured to the train they were all standing in front of- the locomotive itself seemed brand new, and it was pulling eight coaches.

"Oh, you're sharing that one," Milton smirked, pointing to the coach up front, "with Geoff, Harold and Eva."

"WHAT?"

"You heard me," Milton smirked, "but more on that later. I have to explain things to the contestants and I'm loathe to repeat myself."

"We get to share that sweet carriage?" Harold smiled, "Awesome!"

"Harold, I'm going to beat you," Blaineley growled.

"GOS-"

He was silenced by a punch to the face from the irritated blonde.

"Dude, harsh!" Geoff frowned.

"You want one too?" She demanded, shaking her fist.

The contestants were beginning to near the top, with Cass and Plant in the lead.

"This... challenge... is..." Plant huffed, struggling to continue. He reached up to grab at another rock, but in his daze his hand missed, causing him to slip and tumble down the mountain. "OH MY GOD WHY?!"

The other contestants all stopped, watching him fall past.

"Heheh, that's awesome," Dane snickered.

Ryuzaki casually moved out of the way as Plant plummeted down, finally landing at the bottom.

"Ow..." Plant groaned, curling up in the fetal position.

"That looked like it hurt," Milton smiled, "Harold, Eva, could you go fetch him for us?"

"Sure- can we have the keys to the car?" Harold asked.

"Car? No no. You need to carry him up."

"What? How do you expect us to lug him all the way up the face of a mountain?!" Eva demanded.

"I don't know, maybe you should have thought about that before he fell," Milton shrugged.

"WHAT SENSE DOES THAT EVEN MAKE?"

Eva was answered by the sound of panting as Cass finally pulled herself up.

"I'm... first!" She announced.

Within a span of seconds, Flash appeared next to her.

"Firs- aw, come on!" Flash huffed, punching the ground in frustration. "Ow, damn it!"

Javier and Wendy were next, followed by Jessica and Winston.

"Ah, I'm pleased to see you've all made it alright," Winston smiled, "good show, all of you!"

"Make way for the winner, everybody!" Dane smirked as he hopped up, "And... half of you are here. That's cool."

"Alley oop!" Tilly smiled as she landed next to Dane with a back flip.

"That makes... Eight," Milton frowned, "you're all slacking."

A few minutes passed, and Harper pulled himself up, looking miserable.

"Made it!" He declared, "I... made... oof!"

His eyes widened as Glimmer climbed up next to him, yanking him to his feet.

"You look like you could use a helping hand!" She giggled.

"Uh, yeah, thanks," he chuckled.

Burton appeared next, scowling.

"And there goes my favorite shirt," he muttered.

"Okay, that's... eleven," Milton counted.

"Twelve," a voice corrected.

Milton turned, startled, to see Ryuzaki sitting on a rock nearby, reading a book.

"What- how long have you-"

"Five minutes," he answered without looking up.

"I- oh, whatever. You're creepy."

Ryuzaki gave an amused smile, but said nothing else.

"I really should have thought this challenge through," Milton sighed after a few more minutes passed, "all this waiting is beginning to-"

"I FOUND SOMETHING!"

Everyone turned as Irving and Samantha scrambled up the mountain, the former holding up the device he had been using earlier.

"I found something!" Irving said again, grinning ear to ear, and holding up his screen, "I was searching around for anomalies, and I found this code!"

On the screen were jumbled numbers, possibly some kind of code:

11-9-14-7 15-6 19-5-3-18-5-20-19

11-9-14-7 15-6 12-9-5-19

1-12-12 6-21-14 1-14-4 7-1-13-5-19

20-9-12 19-15-13-5-15-14-5 4-9-5-19

Irving beamed ear to ear as he showed it around.

"That's pretty cool," Harper commented, "so what does it say?"

"Um... it's a code," Irving frowned, "it says... code things."

"Ugh. I hate puzzles," Pearl, who had climbed up moments before, grumbled.

"Who cares about the code?" Milton huffed, "the point is you're all here! Wait, fifteen... Eva, Harold! I thought I told you to go bring Plant up here!"

"Sorry sir, right away!" Harold exclaimed, before rushing down. Eva did not move.

"Gonna make him do it himself?" Blaineley whispered. Eva smirked, nodding. "Good call," the hostess complimented.

"Look, I'm a busy man, so I'm not waiting another half an hour before giving you the tour," Milton sighed, "so, someone will have to catch Plant up later. As for the rest of you... introducing the Milton express!"

He turned, gesturing to the train.

"This will be your home for the next couple of months... assuming you aren't voted out tonight, that is."

A few contestants gave each other nervous glances.

"For the rest of you," Milton continued, "I'm sure you'll be comfortable here! Well, some of you will, but I'll get to that in a moment. Come, follow me as I give you the tour!"

He walked over to the carriage in the very back, opening the door for everyone. It was large, but plain, with only a podium and a row of sixteen seats.

"This is-" Milton started.

"The elimination room?" Ryuzaki finished.

"...yes, it's where all of the eliminations will be held for this season," Milton scowled, "interrupt me again and you'll be the first out of it. Now, I've briefly explained how each elimination works- the person who performs the worst in any given night's challenge will go head to head against the person receiving the most votes in a sudden death elimination match. The Big Loser, the person who performs the worst in the challenge, will also not have a vote that night as an added penalty. Failure is for... well, failures. But we're not all doom and gloom here, no!"

Milton opened the door to the next carriage, revealing a huge, well furnished room with a fancy carpet, along with plenty of tables, chairs, and candle sticks.

"Swanky," Dane smiled.

"Isn't it, though?" Milton smiled, "This is the dining cabin, where you will go to eat all of your meals. Except for the Big Loser. The Big Loser will just be given a potato and a juice box."

"...isn't that a little extreme?" Geoff asked.

"Probably, but it makes me laugh, so therefore it's justified," Milton responded, "next, I'll be showing you all your rooms... which have been assigned to you based on your performance."

"What do you mean?" Tilly asked.

"Each of the contestant's cabins will be shared by four people. The are four contestant cabins in total- the gold room, the silver room, the bronze room, and the Loser Room for Losers. The first four people to have arrived today- Cass, Wendy, Javier and Flash, will have the gold room."

"Alright!" Flash cheered.

"Silver will be inhabited by Winston, Jessica, Dane and Tilly."

Winston's eye twitched slightly, angered at being given second best, but he smiled and nodded.

"Bronze, or the 'barely passable' room as I like to call it, will be inhabited by Glimmer, Ryuzaki, Harper and Burton. And lastly, the Loser Room of Losers, occupied by Irving, Samantha, Pearl- and Plant, whenever he gets here."

"...I'm a little afraid to see what our carriage looks like," Samantha gulped.

"Haha, as you should be!" Milton laughed, "...but no, seriously. You should be. Come on, I'll show you the carriages now."

The first carriage was the Loser Carriage of Losers- all it was was an empty cart with four piles of hay for the beds.

"...this is where we're sleeping?" Pearl scoffed, kicking one of the piles.

"Oh, quit your griping," Cass huffed, "you get used to it."

"Indeed, Miss Pearl, I find your whining quite unbearable," Milton scowled, "you three can stay here and move your things in. The rest of you, follow me."

As the three got settled in, the rest of the group moved to the Bronze room- it was still mostly empty, but it had four beds and two tables.

"At least we have somewhere to sleep," Harper smiled.

"Ah, an optimist... I'll give you three episodes," Milton yawned.

"HEY!"

Once again, Ryuzaki, Harper, Glimmer and Burton stayed behind to unpack as the other eight moved on to the silver room. While having the same things as the previous room, it also had a carpet, a couch, and a small television.

"This is nice," Jessica smiled, sitting down on one of the beds.

"If you think that's nice, wait until you see the gold room."

Milton opened the next set of doors. The contestants gasped as they looked inside- the gold room was furnished with luxury beds, carpet, a large dining table in the center, as well as a flat screen television, a bookshelf, and a stereo system.

"This is our room?" Cass asked, awestruck.

The four rushed inside, examining their room.

CONFESSIONAL: Cass

Growing up on a farm... I've never even SEEN anyplace this nice!

END CONFESSIONAL

"Alright, everyone, have fun settling in," Milton said, "you won't see me for a long time, but you better believe I'll be seeing you."

He headed outside, where Geoff and Blaineley were waiting.

"Well, my role in this is done," Milton told them, "I'm officially giving you the show now. Don't let me down."

"Don't worry, dude," Geoff smiled, "we won't-"

"Geoff," Milton sighed, "I'm not your 'dude'. I'm your boss. Call me that again and you'll be living on the street by six."

He adjusted his jacket, before walking off.

"Woah, harsh," Geoff frowned.

"Guys!" A voice exclaimed, "I'm finally... here..."

Harold groaned as he pulled Plant up to the tracks, before collapsing on the ground, exhausted.

"Is he still unconscious?" Geoff asked, worried, "Maybe we should call a-"

At this, Plant yawned, opening his eyes.

"Oh, no, don't worry. I just didn't want to wear myself out. My body is already too busy with the healing process."

"...can we just send him home now?" Blaineley frowned.

~o.0.o~

Back on the train, everyone was unpacking their things. In the bronze room, Ryuzaki sat alone, silently setting up a chess board. Harper watched him curiously, before taking a seat nearby.

"Hey- whatcha doing?" He asked.

"Setting up the board," was the response.

"Heh. Yeah, but why?" Harper pressed.

"Does it matter?" Ryuzaki asked, putting a piece on the board.

Harper took a closer look- the piece he had place, a rook, was labelled 'Ryuzaki'. Upon further examination, he found that several of the other pieces had already been labeled. Flash and Cass were bishops, while Samantha, Irving, Plant and Pearl were all pawns. It took Harper all of four seconds to realize what he was doing- labeling each piece was a way to indicate each contestants perceived threat level. Harper was slightly hurt to see he was also a pawn.

"Uh... sorry if I'm annoying you," Harper began, "I just... nevermind..."

"Did I say you annoyed me?" Ryuzaki asked, not looking up from his board, "The mind always has questions. As it should be."

Harper smiled slightly- he got the feeling it was a compliment. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking. Harper opened his mouth to speak, but was immediately smacked in the face with a pillow, causing him to fall out of his seat.

"YAY, PILLOW FIGHT!" Glimmer cheered, hitting Harper again and again.

"Ow ow ow stop stop stop!" Harper groaned, frantically trying to shield himself.

Ryuzaki raised an eyebrow, watching in amused silence. Glimmer continued her assault for another minute, before suddenly throwing her pillow aside, picking Harper up and pulling him into a tight hug.

"Friendship hug!" She declared.

"Can't... bre..." Harper choked out, before being released.

"I'm gonna go finish unpacking!" Glimmer said cheerfully, "Bye now!"

With that, she skipped off.

"Ow..." Harper groaned.

"Death by hug," Burton snickered, "this is gonna be a fun show."

~o.0.o~

Things were going less well in the Loser Carriage of Losers. Plant was laying on his pile of hay, scowling.

"Ugh, I have to stay on this all season? My back is going to be completely shot by the finals. And this CAN'T be healthy for my skin, either!"

Samantha sighed as she sat next to Irving, looking around.

"Home sweet home, huh?" She frowned.

Irving paid her no attention, fiddling with his device.

"...maybe you shouldn't mess with that so much," Samantha suggested, "I mean, it is why we're sleeping on hay..."

Irving scowled at her.

"Are you serious? Documenting any and all paranormal activity is of the highest concern!"

"Right, right," Samantha sighed, "I just, you know... winning might be nice..."

"Arbitrary, my little sister, arbitrary," Irving yawned, turning back to his screen.

Samantha sighed, looking away.

CONFESSIONAL: Samantha

Don't get me wrong, I love my brother, but sometimes I just feel... I dunno.

END CONFESSIONAL

Several minutes passed, and Geoff's voice came over the intercom.

"Alright dudes, join us in the dining hall to commemorate- GAH!"

There was the sound of a brief scuffle, and Blaineley's voice replaced Geoff's.

"What party boy here is trying to say, is join us in the dining room as we quite literally get this show on the road. RAIL road, that is!"

"That joke was so bad my ears are bleeding," Geoff scoffed.

"Quiet, you!"

With that, the speakers cut out, and the contestants all began to make their way into the dining room. Once they were there, they found Geoff and Blaineley already waiting.

"Have a seat, dudes!" Geoff smiled. The contestants all began to sit down, and the train slowly began to move forward.

"Welcome again, and thank you for joining us in what is hopefully the first of many seasons of Reality Rush," Geoff continued, "w-"

"-we aren't here just to chat," Blaineley interrupted, "because right now, it's challenge time!"

"Again?" Plant groaned.

"Again," Blaineley smirked, "only this time, because your first challenge was based off of your athletic abilities, this will be based off of your mental."

"Dudes, word of warning," Geoff frowned, "there WILL be an elimination right after this. So do your best, and hopefully you'll still be here tomorrow."

"Oh, can it," Blaineley huffed, "and let's begin BLAINELEY'S TRIVIA CHALLENGE OF DEATH!"

Blaineley smiled, pulling out a deck of notecards.

"I'm going to ask each of you a question," she explained, "if you get it right, you're safe until the next round, if you get it wrong, however, you lose a point. Everyone has three points- and the first person to lose all of them will be tonight's big loser. So, let's get started, shall we? Samantha."

"Yes?" The girl asked, looking up nervously.

"In order, name everyone who has ever hosted Camp TV."

"That's easy!" She smiled, "Chris, then you, then Chris again, then Sierra, then also Chris, and then that Julie lady!"

"Very good! You're safe for now. Harper! What is the combined run time of the theatrical versions of The Lord of the Rings movies?"

"That's an easy one," Harper smiled, "five hundred and fifty seven minutes!"

Everyone turned and stared at him.

"...I'm a big fan," he muttered, looking down.

"Yeah- you're safe, nerdy nerdington," Blainely smirked, "Ryuzaki. What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?"

"European? Roughly eleven meters per second."

"Very good," Blaineley frowned, "you're also safe... I'm getting someone out with the next question, darn it! Flash, what's the difference between the earth and the moon?"

"What? How am I supposed to know that?" She demanded.

"Exactly," Blaineley smirked. "Flash, you're down a point."

Flash huffed, crossing her arms, and the questions continued. While Ryuzaki, Harper, Samantha and Windgon had done quite well, not missing a question, while the others faired less well. Eventually, it came down to two contestants each with one point left- Flash, and Plant.

"Okay, one final question," Blaineley told the two, "whoever answers this first will be safe, and the person who does not will be tonight's big loser. When... were the first Olympic Games held?"

"Finally!" Flash smiled, "Something I do know- eighteen ninety six!"

"Wait, I- that's not fair!" Plant complained.

"Good work, Flash!" Geoff complimented, "You're safe- Plant, you're tonight's big loser!"

Plant scowled, standing up.

"Fine- just tell me who I have to compete against!"

"Glad you asked, because we'll be taking everyone's votes next," Blaineley smiled, "into the elimination room, everybody!"

Several minutes later, and everyone was seated, the votes taken.

"Okay guys," Geoff announced , "the person with the most votes tonight is... Cass!"

"What? Oh, come on!"

CONFESSIONAL: Winston

Word of advice... In a game like this, don't outperform everyone in the very first challenge. It just paints a big target on your back. Hehehehehe.

END CONFESSIONAL

"Cass, Plant," Blaineley started, "your challenge tonight won't be an easy one."

She opened the back door, revealing a platform just large enough for the two to stand on.

"You two will stand out there," Blaineley informed them, "while I shoot projectiles at you from inside. I don't think I need to explain that who ever gets knocked off the platform is eliminated, and the survivor gets to come back in and enjoy dinner with everyone."

Plant glanced out of the door.

"Uh, the train is still moving," he mumbled.

"Very slowly, so it's okay," Blaineley told him, suppressing a smirk, "now, get out there!"

The two contestants glanced at each other, before taking their places. Humming to herself, Blaineley leaned over, pulling out a t-shirt launcher.

"I'll make this one easy for you," she smirked, taking aim.

She began firing at the two, who initially had a very easy time dodging- that is until Eva appeared by Blaineley's side, and began throwing dodgeballs as well.

"Are you KIDDING ME?" Plant shouted.

"You know, you're right," Blaineley nodded, "I shouldn't be using this... HAROLD! Bring out the big gun!"

Blaineley put the t-shirt launcher down as Harold handed her a familiar looking object.

"Dude, is that Chris' old pancake launcher?" Geoff asked.

"Yep," Blaineley smirked, "got it off e-bay."

She took aim, firing. The first shot immediately hit Plant in the face, causing him to let out a shriek.

"IT BURNS!" He screamed, "MY SKIN! MY GLORIOUS COMPLEX-"

He was cut short when one of Eva's dodgeballs hit him in the groin. He was silent for a while , before falling backwards off of the train.

"AND PLANT IS ELIMINATED!" Blaineley announced.

Cass smirked, walking back inside and closing the doors behind her.

"Congratulations dude," Geoff smiled, "you live to see another day!"

Cass just smiled, adjusting her hat.

CONFESSIONAL: Cass

Oh, you just wait until I find out who tried to vote me off.

END CONFESSIONAL

"Now, everyone, go ahead in to the dining room," Geoff said, "dinner is waiting."

The two hosts watched as the contestants made their way in to the other cabin.

"You know," Geoff smiled, "I have a good feeling about these guys!"

(A/N: once again, I'm really sorry this took so long, but I hope you liked it nonetheless- I'm hoping to have a new episode out sometime next week. My updating is getting a bit better, and I'm hoping to stay on the ball with that. Oh, and let me know if you can figure out the code!)