Disclaimer: I do not own Chris McLean or Chef Hatchet; nor do I own the island that these new contestants are competing on. I also do not own the alphabet idea, Frank15 does. But, all twenty-six of these OC's are mine, and I claim them fully.
Pairings: You won't know, but Jasmine knows some already.
Warning: Rated T stuff. Nothing M rated.
Note: I just want to send a shout-out to those readers who have reviewed so far!
Frank15: One of the two people I would have loved to review! (You and cragmiteblaster that is). It does seem I may have made Alex and Baron seem really old…maybe I should have thought those things through.
Cragmiteblaster: One of the two people I really wanted to review this story! I am really sorry if I made some of my OC's a little like yours!
Alexander the Phoenix: Thanks for inspiring me!
CharmOriginalProductions: I am honored to have made my OC, Natalie, like you.
Bad Asp: Yes, the alphabet fan fictions have become quite a trend. Let's wait and see if any more come out!
Second to Last Note: This story is dedicated to Frank15 and cragmiteblaster!
Last Note: Enjoy the last part of day uno!
Day 1: Going Down the Block
"And we're back!" Chris said happily.
"But, you just stood there, for like, fifteen seconds, asked where's my coffee, and said we're back," Fabio said, scratching his head.
"It's a producing-editing thingy," Chris gave Fabio a noogie, which made him smile and chuckle.
"Now," Chris said pulling out maps of the forest. "You will each have a map of the forest, saying where to go. As you can see there are many paths here; thus meaning more obstacles!"
"Oh we're so thankful that you're a kind, gentle host," Tay said, rolling her eyes.
"I know. You're welcome," Chris smirked. He then threw the maps at the floor in front of him, thus making some campers jump for them.
Chris smiled at this sight and walked away, happy with himself.
Casey grabbed about five maps before heading off into the woods, pulling along Patrick and Rocky.
Confessional Outhouse
Casey: You might be wondering why I pulled two people into my group! Well, both rocky and Patrick have the lackey, um…, qualities. I'll just see who's the better lackey!
Baron: This place is so fun! I just hope they get a flying challenge here so I can show off my skills!
Tay: Everyone here is a walking pile of grease. They're just lucky that I came along to help them be organized.
End Confessional
In the woods Casey, Patrick, and Rocky we're running, though dodging trees. They finally stopped to take a rest break.
"I *pant* want you *pant* two," Casey took a deep breath, regaining himself, "to be my lackeys!"
"A lackey?" Patrick asked. "Cool!"
"Well, I could use a little help in the game," Rocky muttered, not really happy with being someone's slave.
"Great!" Casey yelled. "Mwahahahahahaha!" Lightning flashed across the sky once again, making Rocky wonder if he chose correctly.
"Come my minions! We have much work to do!" Casey walked forward, with Patrick following. Rocky stood there, still wondering if this was the right choice.
"We're waiting!" Casey called out. Rocky shook his head and ran after the two.
Confessional Outhouse
Patrick: A lackey; me! That's so cool!
Casey: All is according to plan! We shall bring evil from the depths of hell and rule this pathetic island!
Rocky: Still thinking I made the wrong choice…But, I could use an alliance.
End Confessional
"We shall set up our trap…here!" Casey brought out a red marker and drew an X on the ground.
"Won't people notice a giant X on the floor?" Rocky asked, irritated.
"Not if we put…the Leaves of Evil on it! Mwahahahaahahahaha!"
Casey and Patrick started piling leaves over the giant X. Then he placed a trigger above the leaves.
"Again," Rocky said, "tell me how this will work?"
"When someone steps on this trigger," Casey began, "the Catapult of Doom shall fire…fake snakes!"
"Fake?" Rocky asked. "If you're so evil then why don't you put real snakes?"
"Because we don't really want to hurt anyone. That means that they can't defeat us!"
"But, we want them to be defeated," Rocky yelled.
"Just wait and see," Casey said, pulling Patrick into a bush beside the catapult.
"Get over here Rocky!" Casey whispered.
Rocky smirked, seeing a real snake slither past him. He picked it up with one arm and tossed it into the catapult. Then he dove into the bush with Casey and Patrick.
Confessional Outhouse
Rocky: Usually, I'm a nice guy. But, if it's something Casey doesn't want, then it's what he will get.
End Confessional
"Excuse me!" Tay yelled at the two carrying her. "I said excuse me!"
"Yes *pant*," Fabio said, holding Tay's legs. "Oh, Lord *pant* Master?"
"Hand me my purified iced tea," Tay said. "Now!"
Kyle, holding up her upper half, handed her a bottle of iced tea. "So…hungry!"
"Quit your whining and carry me!" Tay snapped.
"Yes, Oh-So-Great Master!" Kyle then collapsed onto the floor, causing the other two to fall.
"What is this?" Tay poked Kyle. "There are no breaks when handling with royalty!"
"But," Kyle gasped, "I'm so…hungry!" Kyle grabbed for the nearest bush and stuffed it down his throat.
"Kyle," Fabio said, worriedly, "I think you just ate poison oak!"
"I couldn't have! I remember that little rhyme: Leaves of three; leave them be!"
"That was three leaves…"
"Oh Holy Cowtomanic!" Kyle started jumping wiping his tongue with his sleeves. "Help me! Help…heb e!"
"What?" Tay asked, walking away from Kyle. His tongue had inflated and he looked like a giant fish thing.
"I saib: Heb be," Kyle yelled.
"Uh," Tay wondered. "We'll help, as long as you carry me! Let's get a move on!"
Fabio and Kyle went back to carrying Tay, and continued their journey through the forest.
Confessional Outhouse
Tay: See! They needed my royalty to keep them in good shape, and to win the challenge!
Fabio: I wish I could be royalty! Then people would have to carry me around!
Kyle: Dobe guyb are bo nibe! (Translation: Those guys are so nice!)
"Ha ha!" Igneous started lighting a leaf on fire. "Burn! Burn!"
"Uck!" Umi started spraying his disinfectant all over Igneous, putting out her fire.
"I don't even know why I'm with you two freaks," Greg stated, face-palming.
"Don't talk like that!" Igneous said, popping up behind Greg. "Just burn stuff! That always makes me feel better!"
"You just proved my point," Greg sighed.
"Ew!" Umi pulled out another can and sprayed it all over a bunny. The bunny glared at the clean freak then hopped away.
Greg, again, sighed, then noticed a mud puddle beside them. He shoved Umi into it, and he fell face-first into the puddle.
Screams of terror were heard as Umi sat covered in mud. He ran away, screaming as if the world had blown up.
"Well, he's taken care of," Greg muttered. "Igneous hand me the map!"
"Burn, burn!" Igneous had lit a peculiar piece of paper on fire, one that looked like…the map!
"No!" Greg grabbed the map out of Igneous' hands and started stomping on the fire. After the fire was cleared, the map was a black, charred piece of paper.
"You idiot!" Greg yelled at Igneous, who just shrugged and smiled.
Confessional Outhouse
Greg: I hate this show! I'm surrounded by complete idiots!
Igneous: Greg seems like a nice guy! He's fun to tease!
Umi: -is still covered in mud- Quarantine…quarantine.
End Confessional
"Now how are we supposed to find our way through this piece of –Beep!-?" Greg asked furiously.
"I don't-oh, I know! We should burn stuff!" Igneous chimed.
Greg just face-palmed and continued walking forward.
Confessional Outhouse
Greg: I swear Igneous will be the first going home!
Igneous: Burn, burn, burn! –she was burning a piece of paper that said 'Hair gel Orders' on it.
Chris: Not cool, dude!
End Confessional
"And then at graduation, I won the prettiest girl award," Devin stated, smiling.
"That's so…interesting!" Xeno smirked. "Almost as interesting as ripping apart someone's guts and chewing it with your bare fangs!"
"Why thank you," Devin said, stepping away from Xeno as they walked.
"So," Vince said, "got any other interesting stories like that?"
"I'm so glad you guys want to hear my stories! Well, except for her!" Devin pointed at Yelda who was walking along silently beside them.
"Huh?" Yelda asked, not noticing that she was mentioned.
"Yes, you! Ugly girl!" Devin snapped. "Pay attention when I insult you!"
"Well, excuse me for enjoying our lovely green Earth," Yelda retorted, going back to stare at…whatever she was staring at.
Devin snarled. "You don't talk back to me, unless it is with the upmost respect!"
"Well," Yelda shrugged. "I just did."
Xeno stood in front of Yelda. "Come on! Let's all get along here! Until the sharks come to reign and we eat all the humans!"
"Getting along?" Devin asked, angrily. "Now I know you're a freak of nature; for wanting to get along with that freak!"
Vince went in front of Devin. "Come on," Vince said. "We can just…tolerate each other?"
"Now tolerate is more like it," Devin said, sticking her nose up into the air, walking faster than her group.
Confessional Outhouse
Devin: She had the nerve to do that! What kind of freak is she?
Xeno: It seems I may have chosen the wrong group to go with. At least I'll get to know some of them before I go and eat them with my shark brethren.
Yelda: -stares off into space-
End Confessional
"Let's go!" Devin yelled at her other three members, furiously.
The two guys had sped up, to catch up with the spoiled brat. But, it seems Yelda was taking her time, strolling along.
"Hurry up ugly –Beep!-!" Devin snarled.
At this word, Yelda had sped up and stopped right in front of Devin. She grabbed her shirt collar and pulled her close to her face.
"Listen up whiny –Beep!-! I had enough of you insulting me, calling me names, and now cussing at me!" Yelda poked Devin's face once. "Now, I'm going to give you a little payback!"
Yelda had thrown Devin into a bush nearby. Luckily for Devin, she had fallen on something soft. Unluckily for her, that soft thing was a skunk. She was sprayed about five times before running off into the woods, leaving Yelda, Xeno, and Vince.
"Ready to go?" Yelda asked, personality totally changed.
Vince and Xeno looked at each other nervously, bit their lips, then nodded. The other three headed off into the depths of the woods.
Confessional Outhouse
Devin: A skunk! That girl will go down! I will destroy that ugly –Beep!-!
Umi: Ew! It smells like skunk in here! –sprays his disinfectant all over-
Yelda: Does it really matter about my random outburst? Girl had it coming.
End Confessional
"Then we pulled the lever back and we landed safely!" Baron said, excitedly. "And that's how a flight simulator works!"
"Awesome!" Alex commented. "Now, I should tell you about the time where me and the kids super glued the principal to a chair! It was hilarious!"
"Awesome! She must've been mad!" Baron smirked.
"She was! I was even fire-I mean…well…"
"You got fired?" Baron asked.
"Yeah, just before I came out here…So I need to win that money!"
"Keep it down ladies!" Harley said, walking beside them. "I can barely hear myself think over you two talking about clothes and –Beep!-."
"Well, excuse me for talking about my life," Alex retorted.
"I don't think anyone wants to hear about your life," Harley sneered.
"Ssh! Keep it down!" Erica, another member of the group whispered to them as they heard a rustle in a bush nearby.
"What's the big dea-" "Ssh!" Erica put her finger up to Harley's mouth, who growled a little.
Confessional Outhouse
Harley: To think I was stuck with nature weirdo number two, next to that Quell girl! Then, little pansy one and two…it couldn't get worse!
Erica: Those guys do not understand the dangers of nature! It could go 'hoo' and 'ha'! Then you're on the floor, about to be eaten by a tiger, whom hasn't had any breakfast yet!
Baron: Harley got kind of annoying. I see she's a tough chick like Eva. They could be related –snickers to himself-
End Confessional
Another shake of the bush was all it took for Erica to leap into there, grabbing the inhabitant. Erica threw a large object out in front of the other three.
The bear got up and growled at them, scaring Baron and Alex. Harley smirked and kicked the bear's shin, which made it start hopping on one leg.
Erica went in for the kill, jumping on its back and tying it up, hog style.
After it was tied up, Erica leapt back to the other three. "Good job Harley!" Erica smiled a genuine smile. "You're on your way to becoming an amateur hunter!"
"Pft," Harley scoffed. "I'm no amateur that's for sure. These two wimps here couldn't tell a fake bear from a real one."
"Fake?" Erica looked at the tied up mass on the floor. Indeed the bear was fake, a robot actually. A large antenna stuck out from his head, and smoke was pouring out of its body.
"Surprises me that a hunter can't tell the difference," Harley said, face-palming.
Erica just blushed lightly, hiding it.
Confessional Outhouse
Harley: These people probably wouldn't know the difference between the GX-18 motorcycle between a GCA-14.
Erica: My bad…-she blushes again-
End Confessional
Larry, Sean, Oray, and Zaron had at least walked half-way through until Larry had lead them into a fork in the road.
"We should go," Larry looked at each path carefully. "That way." He pointed to the right pathway and started walking over there, Oray and Zaron following.
"Then I'll go this way," Sean said, walking the other way.
"Excuse me," Larry said, walking back to him and poking him in the chest. "You will follow my rules! And I say we go down the right path!"
"No thanks," Sean said. "This is how I am expressing my freedom, by doing the opposite of the rules."
"You maggot will follow orders, or you'll be demoted!" Zaron yelled at him.
"Make me," Sean retorted, poking Zaron's face for each word. Zaron growled at him, picked him up, and threw him down the right path.
"Thank you Zaron," Larry simply said, patting her back and walking down the path towards Sean.
Zaron finally cooled down, leaving Oray scared to death. "That was pretty mean," Oray said.
"That maggot deserves it…Now drop and give me twenty!" Zaron yelled at the homeless girl.
Oray, nervous, dropped to the floor, and started to do push-ups.
Confessional Outhouse
Larry: Zaron is basically a ticking time bomb of doom. It'll be easy to get her out…On the other hand Sean and his freedom could spread to the others, making them hate authorities. Thus hating me…He needs to go next!
Sean: Is that girl crazy? She threw about a mile! If that's even true…But, if people say it isn't true, then I say it is! Diversity rocks!
Oray: Ok, Zaron scares me…to death. I can't go on, knowing that girl is breathing down my neck every time I do something wrong!
End Confessional
"No, no!" Quell yelled, stopping Mel step on a leaf. "No! Stop!" Quell ran over to Natalie who was about to run over a flower.
"Can you please stop this?" Natalie asked, irritated. "You've been doing this the whole time!"
"Well, excuse me for wanting to help our Mother Nature," Quell retorted.
"Nature is our mother?" Wendy asked, confused. "Cool! That means I'm part dirt!" She fell into the dirt and started rolling around, saying random words.
"Wait! Don't roll on that pebble!" Quell yelled.
Jasmine was also walking beside them, already have written down the names of the people most likely going to be together. Her list was shown on the camera, but before you could see a giant bird, swooped down and picked up the cameraman behind Jasmine.
"This is fun!" Wendy said, still rolling around in the dirt. "Don't you think so Mel?"
Mel glanced at Wendy. "Yeah; terrific," Mel said, rolling her eyes.
As the girls kept walking (rolling for Natalie), they came across a very peculiar spot that was shown earlier in this episode.
They kept walking until they heard chuckles from a bush. Natalie looked at the bush, which stopped laughing right way.
"Must have been the wind," she said, shrugging. She then rolled on, only to be stopped by Quell. "Wait! Don't roll on that poor defenseless pile of leaves!"
"Fine baby," Mel said, going around the leaves which hid the X. She was followed by all of the other girls, and they headed off.
Confessional Outhouse
Quell: This was all I could do; helping some poor leaves that someone had taken off of a tree…I'll find you whoever did this!
Mel: Seriously, Quell is annoying. The end of the world could come and she'd be helping a flower who lost a leaf.
Natalie: I think I have the most capable qualities! I'm nice, smart, and… -she looks at her wheelchair- I can go…fast?
End Confessional
Casey, Rocky, and Patrick all come out of the bush only to see the girls walking away. "Damn them! That nature girl ruined my plot for pure evil!"
"Eh, she was just looking out for the leaves, boss," Patrick said.
"Leaves? Des it even matter? They were already dead!"
"She's wacko then," Rocky said, smirking.
"You're right evil minion two!"
"Two? Uh, no, I'm one," Rocky dead-panned.
Casey looked at Patrick. "You ok with that?"
"Sure boss!" Patrick beamed.
"Well, we must continue on our way, I guess." Casey walked down and motioned for his evil minions to follow him.
Confessional Outhouse
Patrick: Let's go us; let's go! Woot, woot!
End Confessional
Casey and his minions had went down another pass, not the one the girls went down. They walked for a while seeing a giant glass dome in front of them.
"What is this?" Casey looked at, curiously.
"Looks like a hurricane simulator," Rocky stated.
"Well," Casey started, "no obstacle shall beat me and my minions! Onwards!"
Casey opened the door quickly, being blown back by a strong gust of wind. He flew onto his back in the forest.
"You ok?" Rocky asked, looking down at him.
"I'm fine," Casey said. He got up and looked at it once again. "How must we get through this obstacle?"
"How about we go around it?" Patrick asked.
"What a great idea, my loyal lackey!" Casey snickered. "Follow me!"
Casey headed to the side of the dome, in an evil strut. Patrick followed, willingly.
Rocky then slowly followed, wondering, again, if this was the right choice.
Confessional Outhouse
Casey: We do not follow rules! We are villains! Well, I am. The other two are my loyal minions and all.
Rocky: Casey is so annoying. I just hope I do not end up on the same team as him.
End Confessional
"Hey; what's that?" Patrick asked, looking at the 'Finish' sign from a distance.
"It's the finish line! Run boys!" Casey ran towards the finish line, with his minions in tow.
Casey ran past the line before the other two, making Chris smile. "It looks like Casey has immunity tonight!"
"What about us?" Rocky said, not affected with all of the running.
"I made a new rule; only one person in each group can get immunity!" Chris cheered.
"Yes! Evil minions, I am safe!" Casey also cheered to the disappointment of Rocky.
"You mean I had to deal with him the whole time and I don't get immunity?" Rocky shouted angrily.
"Whoa; whoa there!" Chris backed up, putting his hands in front of him as Rocky slowly advanced towards him.
Confessional Outhouse
Casey: I'm sure he meant Patrick or something...I can't have my minions fighting with each other! I'll keep watch over them.
Rocky: I cannot believe that creep won immunity! How did he even run faster than me?
End Confessional
"Hurry up you slackers!" Tay yelled at the two men carrying her.
They made their pace slightly faster at the sound of the command. "Can't we take a *pant* rest break?" Fabio asked.
"Yeah; a bep beak!" Kyle tried to say with his tongue swollen.
"Can you…not talk?" Tay asked Kyle. "It creeps me out."
"Yep b'am!" Kyle said.
"Uh…good," Tay said, unsure.
"Hey, what's that?" Fabio said, running into a giant metal building.
"Hm, whatever it is, it cannot be greater than thou majesty," Tay simply stated.
"Leb go bee but it ib!" Kyle blubbered.
"I told you to stop talking…" Tay snapped. "Now, I'll do the honors."
Tay motioned for the guys to put her down; they did. She walked over to the metal dome's door and opened it slightly. Inside was a utopia of robots: lady robots, men robots, and even animal robots.
As they walked inside the door slid shut, locking the three in. Tay snarled, "McLean! You better have a reason for kidnapping a princess!"
An intercom crackled to life. "What's up campers?" Chris' whiny voice said enthusiastically. "This is a robot simulation!"
"Robots?" questioned Fabio. "Cool!"
"You might not think that after you had a taste of this!" Chris pressed a button from his room, making a loud beeping sound go out of the intercom.
"And what was that?" Tay asked. "Your massager?"
"Oh, good idea. I need a massage right now." Chris smirked from where he was. "But, that was the button to activate, Robot Haywire!"
As if on cue, all of the robots, going around happily, not minding a thing, eyes' turned red. They turned their heads slowly to face the three. "Destroy useless humans!" They all chanted together.
"Ah!" Tay screamed running past them quickly. "Royalty does not deserve this!"
"Wait up Your Heiress!" Fabio yelled running after her.
Kyle just stood there, staring at the evil robots. They moved closer and closer to him, and he looked scared out of his mind. "Helb be!" He screamed, running trough all of the robots.
As he ran, he knocked down some robots, breaking them. He ran past Tay and Fabio right out the door.
Confessional Outhouse
Kyle: I habe bobotb! (Subtitle: I hate robots!)
Tay: Thou Royalness would have killed that overgrown peasant for what he did!
Kyle, before running past her, knocked Tay down to the floor. She crawled backing up as the robots advanced towards her.
The robots pulled out metal drills and one even took out a chainsaw. She screamed, horrified…just then the robots turned off.
"Are you ok M'Lady?" Fabio asked, standing near a big switch.
"Yes; I'm fine," Tay grumbled. "*cough* thanks *cough*."
"Happy to be of service!" Fabio said holding Tay bridal-style out the door and into the daylight.
In the distance was the finish line, Kyle over there cheering for his immunity win.
Fabio: I think M'Lady has taken a liking to me!
Tay: I would never go out with any of these dirty, fat peasants on this show! Especially that Fabio guy! He looks worse than everyone!
"And you and me; and me and you, we'll burn down this house...TOGETHER!" Igneous started singing.
Greg snarled, "What kind of song is that?"
"Oh it's the Pyro Club's theme song!"
"Should I even ask?"
"Well, we get together every Wednesday, because that's the Day of the Fire! Then we debate on what we should burn! Then we burn it!"
Greg face-palmed. "Who made that kind of idiotic group?"
"Me, of course!"
"How many people are in it?"
"Just me for now, but others will join soon!" Igneous chuckled. "I hope."
Greg sighed, "Why do I even bother?"
"Oh look!" Igneous pointed at a pit full of magma. "Fire! Fire bath! I'm going to take a bath!"
"No! No!" Greg yelled grabbing onto Igneous' arm, holding her back from the firey goo. "Don't touch it! You'll die!"
"But it looks fun!" Igneous said, trying to get away from Greg's grip.
"Wait!" Greg yelled. "I'll give you your lighter back if you don't go in!"
Igneous stopped where she was. "Really? That's an easy price to pay!" Igneous grabbed the lighter out of his pocket and started flicking it on and off again. "I missed you baby; did you miss me?"
Greg looked at her in disgust when she kissed it. "Ok…Let's get across this magma pit."
Over the pit was a long wooden board about as wide as pencil stretched across the huge pit. "Now what are we supposed to do?" Greg asked irritated.
"Let's see if Lighty has anything to say," Igneous cackled flicking her lighter on and off.
"You're no help at all," Greg muttered. He then stepped on the edge of the wooden board and took another, keeping his balance. He managed to get to the other side, barely missing a fire shooting up from the lava.
"Ooh! You made it! Good job!" Igneous clapped. She then walked over to a bridge that had been farther away from the small piece of board and crossed the magma pit.
"What? When did that get there?" Greg asked.
"Oh I found it when I burned a bush!"
"And you didn't tell me?"
"You were doing so good, I didn't want to mess you up!"
Greg looked up to the sky. "Strike me down now, please."
"Come on!" Igneous said, cackling. "It's the finish line!"
Greg whipped his head down to see the purple banner of 'Finish' on there. He ran there, crossing it before Igneous.
"Good job both of you!" Chris said, smiling. "Too bad you both didn't win immunity!"
Standing next to Chris was a very mad, very dirty Umi, he was on the floor, rocking back and forth.
Greg was flabbergasted, "How did he get here?"
"Little sucker ran about fifty mph and crossed the line quickly," Chris snickered.
"I had to stay with her for the whole time, trying to keep my sanity? And I didn't win immunity?"
"Join the club, "Rocky growled.
"Well, you can win it, next challenge," Chris chuckled. "If you survive."
Confessional Outhouse
Greg: Igneous is so annoying! Why do I get stuck with the lunatics?
Igneous: I think Greg understands my hobbies and such. He is a very understanding person!
Umi: Quarantine…quarantine…
End Confessional
"And when the sharks go marching in! Oh when the sharks go marching in! How I want to be apart of that killing Oh when the sharks go marching in!" Xeno started singing on the way to kepep his companions entertained.
Yelda was shook a little. "Ok that song is kin of creeping me out."
"Sorry," Xeno beamed. "It's just the song of the sharks. The best species around!"
"Well, you can take a two by four and zip it," Vince stated flatly.
"Well sorry for trying to warn my friends of the Shark Age," Xeno said. "It's going to be a lot like the Ice Age, except sharks will rule and everyone will be little crumpets of guts and gore!"
"Now, I'm worried," Vince said shivering lightly.
"Don't be! The sharks will make the world better! Too bad you probably won't see the flooding of the land," Xeno smiled.
"Let's just…keep going," Yelda said. "Good thing that –Beep!- is not here."
"Well it was a good sight to look at," Xeno smirked. "Much like ripping a dolphin apart."
"Hey look!" Vince pointed at a pit in front of them. In it were about a thousand live eels squirming around.
Xeno hissed, "Eels! One of the sharks' worst enemies!"
"They're just eels," Vince said, looking for his axe from his toolbox.
"You brought a toolbox?" Yelda asked, confused.
"Yep, it's always good to be prepared," Vince smiled, taking out his tool. He wielded the axe, then struck a tree in front of him; once, twice, three times.
About a minute later, with sounds of drills, hammers, and chainsaws, a bridge had been built in front of the two confused teens.
"And off we go," Vince stepped aside, holding a big grin.
"How did you make it that fast?" Xeno asked, surprised.
"It's all in my technique," Vince boasted.
Yelda walked past Vince with Xeno behind her. Vince followed them once they passed. At the other side he pushed his bridge into the eel pit.
"Why not keep it?" Yelda asked.
"In case any other competitors decided to take this road," Vince stated.
"Hey look! The finish line!" Xeno cheered, running towards it. The others followed him quickly.
Xeno dived, literally, past the finish line, scraping dirt and grass into his mouth. He stood up and spit it on Greg.
Greg scoffed at him. "Thanks a lot," he sneered.
"Sorry!" Xeno cackled.
"And Xeno gets immunity!" Chris announced as the other two ran past the line.
"But we crossed the line right after him!" Vince yelled.
"Only one person in each group can win immunity," Rocky mumbled.
"Well, at least Miss Stupid is not here yet," Yelda smirked, sitting down.
"Think again, girl," Devin said, rage in her words. She emerged from the forest. She was covered in dirt, had cuts on her arms, and her hair was all frizzy, noting that she had been electrified.
"How did you get here?" Vince asked.
"I ran off, but soon came to that stupid electric snake pit! Right after Vince pushed the bridge in!" Devin yelled in fury.
"I take it you fell in," Chris said, smiling wickedly.
"Of course dumb nut! What else do you think happened?"
"I knew those eels would be good!" Chris cheered. He then looked to the sky. "Told you so, Chef!"
"Now, you're going to die," Devin screeched, lunging for Yelda. She landed on top of her and the two started to fight, clawing, pulling hair, and even biting.
"How deliciously evil!" Casey cheered. "A catfight, and not with real cats!"
Confessional Outhouse
Devin: -covered in scratches, dirt, bite marks, and electricity marks- I. Hate. Her!
Yelda: -covered in dirt, scratches, and bite marks- I don't even know why the producers made my stereotype, "The Daydreamer". Do I really not pay attention to things?
Xeno: Sweet! Immunity! The sharks are one step closer to world domination!
End Confessional
After the fight with the mechanical bear, Baron, Alex, Erica, and Harley kept walking through the forest.
"So," Harley smirked, "Any of you wimps seen a scar?"
"Of course! I have to help the nurse sometimes, and I see kids get very bad scars on their legs!" Alex smiled.
"Check this out," Harley said, pulling up a pant leg to reveal a huge scar in the shape of an A.
"Psh! I've gotten bigger than that!" Erica scoffed. She pulled up a sleeve to her shirt, revealing a claw like scar, from her shoulder to her elbow.
"Whoa!" Baron said, looking at both scars. "I hope I get one when I fly a plane!"
"They hurt like hell when you get 'em," Harley snickered.
"Never mind," Baron quickly said, chuckling.
"Hey look guys!" Alex pointed. "The finish line!"
"Awesome!' Harley cheered running towards the finish line. She soon discovered she was stuck, and not just that, but also sinking quickly.
"What the…I'm stuck!" Erica cried out.
"Quicksand!" Alex screamed, sinking quickly too.
Baron, the only one who had not ran for the finish line, was not in the quicksand. He grabbed a vine from a tree and swung across the quicksand pit.
"Hold on guys!" Baron said, now on the other side. He grabbed a tree branch and held it over the pit, letting Harley grab on. He pulled her out with all of the strength he could muster.
Harley quickly got out and stood up. She smiled, "Thanks dude. Owe you one." She then held her hands out fro the other two, pulling them out quickly.
They all sat on the floor, breathing quite deeply. "Thanks baron, man!" Harley said, hi-fiving him.
Erica smiled, "Yeah! I forgot to watch out for that stuff!"
"Isn't quicksand found in humid countries?" Alex asked, confused.
"Not when it's Chris McLean it's not," Harley muttered.
"I think we should let Baron go first across the finish line," Erica said, smiling widely.
"Thanks guys!" Baron ran to the finish line, crossing it before the others.
"And Baron wins immunity!" Chris exclaimed quickly. He turned back to the cat fight and even started gambling with Casey.
"Wait? What?" Harley asked confused, as the other three soon crossed it.
"One person in each group gets immunity," Chris quickly explained, paying full attention to the catfight.
"That's bull!" Harley snarled. "You can't make the rules up as we go along!"
"My show, my rules!"
Confessional Outhouse
Harley: Well, I wasn't really that upset. I'm sure these people will have some sense to keep me.
Baron: And the pilot soars high for the victory!
Casey: Chris thinks he will win that bet, huh? Well, I betted for his person too! That way if she loses then he doesn't get money! If she wins then we'll both have to get money! It's genius! I am purely evil!
End Confessional
"No!" Sean yelled at Larry who was telling him to just listen to him.
"Come on! Just listen and put away your whole 'freedom' campaign!" Larry snarled.
"Freedom is what Americans have! Unlike us Canadians! We need to learn to be free! Freedom of speech! Freedom of religion!"
"We have that maggot!" Zaron yelled.
"Guys, can we please stop fighting?" Oray asked.
"We'll stop fighting once this indignant snob listens to rules!" Larry yelled.
"Well, GUYS SHUT UP!" Oray yelled at them. They all shut their mouths and turned to Oray.
"Now, I have been bothered by this the whole trip! If you don't like each other settle it at the Bonfire Ceremony! Not here where I'm actually trying to win a challenge!" Oray growled.
"Wow, Ms. Streets is quite the toughie," Larry smirked.
Oray grabbed his shirt collar. "The streets actually made me tougher than I could possibly be! How would you like eating a scrap from a garbage can, a day!"
Larry gulped, "Ok, ok. I'll stop fighting. Let's just…win this challenge."
"Good," Oray said, now smiling. She walked forward with the others following her.
Oray stopped walking at once, causing commotion with her predecessors. "What's wrong, maggot?" Zaron asked, impatiently.
"A snow hill…," Oray went wide-eyed at the sight of it. It was big, as big as a big pile of snow could be.
"So? Let's go!" Larry said, walking in front of Oray who still stood still.
"I…hate…snow," Oray shivered.
"What is that your phobia?" Sean asked, jokingly.
Oray nodded slowly. "It's the one thing that is very dangerous homeless people out there. That and starvation that is."
"Let's get a move on!" Larry called at the top of the hill.
"I can't leave a soldier behind!" Zaron shouted to him. She grabbed Oray over her shoulder and climbed the mountain with her. Sean followed them quickly, soon running to the finish line after calling for it.
Sean was in the lead so far, but Zaron believed he did not deserve to be first. So she could do what someone with her strength could do…she threw Oray.
Oray flew past Sean and landed right on top of Devin and Yelda, who were still fighting.
Chris turned around to see the group come in, and saw Oray on top of the three girls. Chris sighed, "Oray wins immunity."
"I do?" Oray cheered blithely. "I won!"
"But, don't we get immunity?" Larry asked.
"One person!" Chris snapped, annoyed with this. "Oray get off of them! They need to finish the fight!"
Oray did what she was commanded and walked away. The girls resumed the fight, to the likeness of Chris and Casey.
Confessional Outhouse
Oray: I'm staying! More food and I can be clean for once! Also, that prize money is one step closer!
Sean: I had it! Then authority girl ruined my chances for me! See what the authorities do! They discriminate against free spirits!
End Confessional
"Not the snail!" Quell cried out, quickly saving a snail from being trampled by a wheel.
"I said stop that Quell!" Natalie cried out.
"I can't help it! Nature is my one and only love!" Quell said.
'According to me it isn't," Jasmine smiled. "I saw you eyeing that Patrick guy!"
"Ooh! First love!" Wendy smiled wickedly. "This is going to be like the Newlywed Game!"
"No it's not Wendy," Mel muttered. "That show is so stupid, nothing for my 'skills' to prove."
"If you're going to be like that then what is your skills?" Natalie asked.
"I said you'll see later on!" Mel snapped.
Natalie flinched a little bit. "Ok, ok. No need to be grouchy."
"Hey guys it's a black hole!" Wendy said, staring at a huge fissure.
"Wendy don't jump in!" Jasmine yelled quickly.
"It looks fun!" Wendy cheered.
"No! This is obviously our obstacle," Quell said. "Too bad he had to ruin nature for it…I'll get you McLean!"
"Can we stop vowing vengeance and get a plan together?" Mel asked, irritated.
Wendy smiled, "This is like that one movie where they cut down a tree to save the mother from a pack of werezombies!"
"Werezombies?" Jasmine asked.
"Yeah! They're cool! They have fangs and fur, but they eat brains and flesh!"
Jasmine quickly crossed Wendy's name off of her list as "Compatible Girlfriends for Boys".
"That's actually a pretty good plan," Natalie smiled.
"No! We are not cutting down a tree to win some stupid contest! I won't let you!" Quell yelled with anger.
Natalie rolled her eyes, and rolled over Quell's foot, causing her to jump around. As Quell was hopping on one foot, Wendy grabbed her chainsaw, carefully placed in her back pocket, along with her flamethrower. She revved up the chainsaw and cut the tree down with ease.
The tree fell down, crossing the gap. Natalie quickly rolled across the tree to the other side, without falling. ("Girl has amazing balance on that thing," Chef said, watching them.)
Wendy crawled across, acting like a monkey. Mel also made her way across. "Done!" She shouted happily on the other side.
"Mood swing much?" Natalie asked, smirking.
Mel chuckled embarrassingly. Jasmine finally got made it about halfway through the fallen tree before falling. Luckily, she grabbed a cracking branch with one hand.
Quell, her foot not hurting anymore, got onto the tree to only sneer at the falling match maker. "That's what you get for cutting a tree down!"
Mel growled and got back onto the tree. She quickly pulled something out of her pocket and soon enough she, with Quell holding Jasmine over her shoulder came back.
"How did you…what?" Natalie asked, confused at this sight.
"Oh; she just saw it…my way," Mel quickly smiled.
Quell shook her head, saw Jasmine on her shoulder, and dropped her to the floor in disgust. "What happened?"
"Thanks a lot," Jasmine growled at Quell, quickly crossing her name out.
"I-what? How did you get over here?" Quell asked, angrily.
"You carried me…duh!" Jasmine said.
"No I-did I?" Quell asked. "I don't remember."
"Must be slight amnesia," Wendy said hyperly.
"Must be…" Quell said, rubbing her head.
"Finish line!" Natalie called out, starting to roll there.
Jasmine got up and started running, having Wendy, Quell, and Mel behind her. Natalie crossed the line, with Jasmine in second. The other girls also made it after her.
"Natalie wins immunity!" Chris shouted. With the fight done, and his person winning, he had gained no money due to Casey's "evil" trick, and was focused on the game now.
"What about us?" Quell asked.
"One person!" Chris snapped again.
"So we cut down a tree for nothing?" Quell asked in fury.
"I'm pretty sure a lot of people destroyed the forest on there way here," Chris shrugged. "Now that you're all here, and on time, we can finally start the fun! Immunity winners are: Baron, Umi, Xeno, Oray, Casey, Kyle, and Natalie! Now the other nineteen can be voted out tonight in the most dramatic Bonfire Ceremony yet!"
Confessional Outhouse
Larry: My vote easily goes to Sean. Easily. I will control this game. I even got some people to vote for him. I hope it will be enough.
Sean: Authorities go down! I vote Larry!
Xeno: The sharks will rule in the future! But, I must get all mingling humans out of the way. And plus, shoving Devin into a bush was not cool! Especially with her beauty! We can put her into a cage and make her dance for us! Woot! But I vote Yelda.
Devin: My vote is obvious. People better be voting her out.
Baron: I had a great time today! I made some new friends and even got immunity! I'm not sure who to vote though…
End Confessional
The sun had settled for the night and the moon had risen on Wawanakwa Island. The campers were also gathered around the bonfire, sitting or standing, waiting for their fate on this game show.
"Now, welcome to your first Bonfire Ceremony," Chris welcomed them. "You have all cast your votes, and some more dramatic then the others, but still votes."
"Let's get a move on McLean," Tay snapped.
"Sheesh!" Chris said, taken aback, but pulling out a tray with marshmallows on it. "Marshmallows notify the safety you have on this island. If you do not receive one, you ask? Then you will walk down the Dock of Shame and take a one way trip on the Boat of Losers, to Loserville. And you'll never…ever come back. EVER!"
Everyone flinched at the last word, even the tougher people. "Now, the first seven marshmallows go to the immunity winners:
"Baron…"
"Yeah! Another day!" Baron cheered getting his marshmallow.
"Umi…"
Umi, who was now clean, sprayed his marshmallow with his disinfectant and grabbed it, much to the fury of Quell.
"Xeno…"
"Sharks will rule, eating al humans before us!" Xeno cheered. "But, I'll have to devour all of these people first!"
"Oray…"
Oray smiled widely and got her marshmallow, stuffing it down quickly.
"Casey…"
"Evil will prevail! Not stupid sharks!" Casey smirked getting his treat.
"Kyle…"
Kyle got his and ate it quickly.
"Natalie…" Natalie smiled and rolled to get hers.
"Now for the people that didn't get a vote:
"Alex…"
The ex-janitor quickly got his.
"Erica…"
Erica smiled a wicked grin and got hers.
"Harley…"
Harley smirked and grabbed hers, muttering something along the lines of "Of course."
"Vince…"
The builder got his happily and popped it into his mouth.
"Rocky…"
Rocky smirked and grabbed his.
"Patrick…"
Patrick cheered and snatched his.
"Fabio…"
"Thank you! Thank you!" Fabio said, bowing lowly.
"Jasmine…"
The matchmaker beamed, "Another day, another couple!"
"Mel…"
Mel, with no emotion, got her marshmallow.
"and Wendy…"
The crazy girl flipped through the air to grab hers.
On the tray that was set on Chris' oil drum held eight marshmallows. "Now, all nine of you have received votes, but one of you has gotten the most...Now seven marshmallows go to:
"Greg…"
Greg furrowed his brows and got his.
"Igneous…"
"Burn! Burn!" Igneous shouted, watching the bonfire crackle with life. Chris just shrugged and threw hers in the fire.
"Yelda…"
Yelda smiled and got hers, blowing a raspberry at Devin, who just sneered at her.
"Zaron…"
Zaron saluted everyone before getting her marshmallow.
"Tay…"
Tay made Fabio get her marshmallow for her as she was filing her nails.
"Quell…"
Quell snatched hers and asked, "Is this made from trees?"
Chris just shrugged. "and Larry…"
Sean snarled at the politician as he reluctantly grabbed his marshmallow and ate it in front of Sean, slowly.
"You two, Devin and Sean. You both racked up some serious votes…and on the first day! But, one of you is going home, and one person is staying. The person staying is…
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"…Devin," Chris said, throwing the last marshmallow to her. She grabbed it and ate it quickly, "Buh-bye Sean."
Larry smirked, "Get your freedom campaign out of my sight!"
"Fine, but just say this. If you let that lying, cheating, authority –Beep!- win, then I will lose all faith in mankind," Sean said, stepping onto the boat. The boat quickly drove away, disappearing into the distance.
"Can we go to bed now?" Greg asked.
"After we put you onto teams!" Chris snapped. "Now, I have already chosen your teams for you. So, if I call your names, please stand on my right!
"Alex, Erica, Fabio, Mel, Kyle, Igneous, Vince and Zaron!" All of the said contestants walked over to Chris' right.
"You guys will be known as…Team Bird!" Chris said, as a symbol with a brown background and a blue wing popped up.
"Nice name, Einstein," Harley grumbled.
Chris ignored this and went on, "Now stand on my left if I call your name."
"Larry, Oray, Greg, Natalie, Baron, Harley, Xeno, and Jasmine." They all went to Chris' left.
"You will now be known as…Team Luck!" A symbol with a green background and a brown cfour-leaved clover emerged beside them.
"The last team…if your name is called stand over by the chairs. Casey, Devin, Umi, Tay, Rocky, Quell, Patrick, and Wendy."
They all went and sat down at the log stumps, much to the annoyance of Chris. "You will now be known as…Team Failure!" A symbol with a red background and a lighter red "Thumbs down" sign appeared beside them.
"What? I do not fail!" Casey shrieked. "I won immunity!"
"Whatever, these were last minute names," Chris shook it off.
"Wait, but I'm not on a team!" Yelda said.
"Oh…forgot you," Chris tapped his chin. "Oh! You'll just be on your own team for the next challenge! Then when a losing team votes someone off, you'll join that team!"
"That's what you deserve," Devin sneered.
"Whatever," Yelda snarled.
"Now if you're on team Bird you're in the very right cabin. Boys' side is the right, girls' left. Team Luck you're in the middle, same sides as boy/girl. Team Failure, left cabin, same sides boy/girl. And Yelda…you can sleep outside for tonight!" Chris snickered.
"Outside? Yelda asked. "Fine, you evil man."
"Flattery will get you nowhere in this game," Chris smiled. "Now go to bed, puh-lease! You'll need it for tomorrow's challenge!"
The twenty-five new campers, though happy they survived the first elimination, were wondering what they signed up for.
Chris turned to the camera. "With the first day over and a person crying because he lost, makes me happy to be a host! What will happen next time on this enthralling new show, Total Drama Alphabetized?"
Author's Notes: First day done woohoo! I'd like to give this to you as a Christmas present loyal fans!
Sorry to those Sean fans out there. No sense in keeping him if all he would do is break the rules.
Also, I want to give a huge thank you to Frank15, for making some fan-art of two of his favorites: Oray and Harley! If you would like to check them out, the links are on my profile.
Again, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!