Fourth chapter. I may need help.

Also, honest opinion, would any one like to see a chapter directed to an army in this story?

All characters belong to Fresh TV and whoever else made the Total Drama series. Either way, I own nothing but this idea.

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Later, the group ran into a room filled with large cages and Plexiglas boxes, the majority of them empty. "I don't think anyone's here…" Jasmine whispered as they crept into the room.

"Maybe this is where they put the experiments." Trent suggested.

"Guess they don't have much of a success rate." Duncan commented.

"Look!" Sam uttered, pointing to a large Plexiglas box, showing an unconscious Dakota lying on her side.

"Is she alright?" Zoey asked as they approached the box.

"If they did anything to her," The gamer growled, "I'll grind them to hamburger!"

"Chill Sam," Mike said, "She's probably just unconscious."

"Yeah," Cameron added, "She looks okay. I will admit it would be easier to carry her like this though."

"We're not leaving her in that box!" Sam shouted.

"Keep your voice down, nerd!" Duncan hissed.

"For once, I agree with the little punk." A familiar voice said. The group looked around until they saw Noah jump from the ceiling, blocking their path. "You never know who could hear you beyond these walls," He continued as he pulled his rifle out, "Or in this very room at the least."

"Are you even human?" Mike asked.

"I will say," Noah continued with a smirk, "I am impressed that you escaped your cell, and subdued Eva; really clever to use the old, 'My friend's throwing up' trick. But unlike Eva, I'm not so easily fooled."

"Look, we don't want any trouble," Trent tried to reason, "We just to get our friend and leave."

"Then again," Duncan added, "If you don't let us go, I'll gladly cause trouble."

"Scary…" The soldier said sarcastically as he took aim, "Really, I'm quivering in my boots."

"What are we gonna do?" Zoey squeaked.

"We gotta get that gun away from him," Trent whispered, "Somebody's gotta distract him."

"On it." Mike, Gwen, and Sam said.

As Mike slowly moved from the group, Sam charged out and screamed, "This is for my girlfriend!" Noah grunted and took aim, then pulled the trigger. Sam instantly went down, prompting the group to shout.

"Relax," Noah said, "It's a fast acting tranq dart."

"You still shot him, you jerk!" Gwen shouted.

"I would call that 'self-defense'." Noah defended.

"Bullshit!" Gwen argued, "You had that thing pointed at us!"

"Hey, you would do the exact thing!" Noah grumbled, "You try living in this freak show of a world, and keep your sanity!"

"Yah!" Mike shouted as he jumped from a pile of crates, tackling Noah. "Get the gun!" he shouted, "Hurry!"

"Get off you primitive monkey!" The sergeant yelled. Gwen pulled the rifle away and aimed it at Noah, a few others running over to hold Noah down.

"What was that remark about not being fooled so easily?" Duncan mocked.

"Shove it." Noah grumbled. Gwen pulled the trigger and shot Noah in the shoulder, a dart appearing on the shoulder pad. "Nice shooting, Annie Oakley." He spat, "Real grade A. You should join the freakin'-."

"I can't take this." Trent said as he pulled the dart out and pricked Noah's neck, causing his head to instantly drop. "That is fast." He remarked.

"What do we do about snot-nose here?" Duncan asked.

"Put him in one of those cages," Cameron ordered, "As for the rest of you, we gotta carry Dakota and Sam out of here."

"I'm on it." Rodney said as he put Sam on his shoulder.

"What about this rifle?" Gwen asked.

"I'll take it." Jasmine said as the Goth handed the weapon over.

"How are we gonna open this thing?" Trent asked as he tapped Dakota's cage, "I don't even know how it opens!"

"Hold on…" Cameron said as he took Eva's keypad out. He looked around until he found a panel and flipped it open to reveal a port. He plugged the keypad and typed out a code, causing the box to split apart.

"How?" Trent asked.

"I saw Eva enter the code when she unlocked the cell," the boy explained as he pocketed the device, "Then I just took a wild guess."

"Shouldn't we take nerdling's keypad?" Duncan asked as he jerked a thumb at Noah.

"Good idea," Cameron agreed, "It would at least slow him down."

"So," Jasmine began as she and Mike lifted Dakota, "Getting the supplies now?"

"Yeah," The boy answered as he walked on, "Then we're getting out of here." Suddenly, a canister dropped from the ceiling, spewing gas on the group.

"This trick again?!" Duncan shouted as he kicked a can away.

"Hold your breath!" Trent shouted. More canisters fell from the ceiling, some hitting the travelers' heads. Through the smoke, some tried to make it to the other side, while others kept stumbling. But eventually, they all succumbed to the gas.

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To be continued...