Chapter 8: Day 7
Shinigami Tribe
Our poor contestants return to camp, each one thinking very deeply about the tribal council. A total of three people have been eliminated, two from their tribe. Each of them now realizes two things. One, they have to win the next immunity challenge. Two, Chad is a total and complete son-of-a-bitch.
And once more our intrepid camera man corners one of the contestants. This seems to happen a lot.
(TOSHIRO HITSUGAYA (SHINIGAMI TRIBE))
"Well, really there was no doubt in my mind that Uryu would be gone." Toshiro shakes his head. "Though Chad turning on him like that, well that was just wrong."
Next it corners Chad…
(YASUTORA 'CHAD' SADO (SHINIGAMI TRIBE))
"I'm sorry, but I need those million dollars, and I don't care how I get it! I'm sick and tired of being the least popular character in the anime and I'm sick and tired of not many fans putting me in their Bleach fanfics! When I win those one million dollars, everybody will have to respect me as the greatest Bleach character of all time and from now on, I'll be respected by every Bleach fan in the universe!!" Chad then stands up and leaves in a huff, leaving the cameraman (and the viewers at home) completely shocked and dumbfounded.
Returning to passive mode, we find Yoruichi and Renji having a discussion.
"Look Yoruichi, I'm sorry for hitting on you all the time. But we need an alliance." Renji looks around, then starts whispering. "Chad is a frigging psycho. I mean he already got rid of Byakuya and Uryu!"
Yoruichi ponders this for a moment then decides, she might as well take a chance.
"Very well."
The Next Morning…
Soul Tribe
Gin awakens early, and goes in search of Rangiku. He finds her getting water.
"Rangiku, I have a proposition for you." He looks around then hunkers down next to her. "I want an alliance with you."
Rangiku is shocked to say the least. "I thought you were with Inoue and Ulquiorra?"
"Ulquiorra…" Gin growls, actually sounding masculine for once. "He's leading my precious Orihime astray! She doesn't even pay attention to me anymore!! You have no alliances. If you want to survive, stick with me."
"Alright then Gin, we have a deal." Rangiku said. Then she and Gin shake hands, and head back to camp.
Unknown to them, Soi Fon has overheard everything. She smiles then skips back to camp humming happily to herself.
On The Beach
Aizen is feeling particularly happy about this new immunity challenge. Although he is a bit depressed that he has lost both Byakuya and Uryu. But he can still torture Ichigo, Rukia and Toshiro and that is indeed a good thing. Of course being a sadistic bastard in any way, shape, or form is always a good thing for our host.
He glances at his watch and finally smiles as the two tribes walk onto the beach. The Shinigami tribe, with the exception of Chad and Ichigo, looked depressed. The mere thought of the mental torture they must be going through sends Aizen into a fit of evil laughter.
"Momo, have you been giving him drugs again?" Chad asks, turning to Momo.
"No way. Not at all." Momo shakes her head.
"I think he's just being his normal evil self." Yoruichi commented, giving her ex-ally a rather harsh look.
On the other side of the beach the Soul Tribe is voicing its own opinion of the condition of the host.
"I used to think Gin was strange, but Aizen proved me wrong." Grimmjow says, eying Aizen closely.
"Imagine you thinking Gin is strange." Szayel rolls his eyes. "That's like the pot calling the kettle black."
Perhaps sensing that the two tribes and the viewing audience were staring at him, Aizen quickly got control of himself and cleared his throat.
"Now then time for yet another immunity challenge!" He smiles, holding his hand out for his coat which Hisagi hands him.
"Don't' you mean yet another chance for you to maim, mangle, or perhaps even kill us?!" Renji yelled.
"Don't forget that it's all legal, and there is nothing you guys can do in retaliation."
There were several grumbles and at least one whispered comment about hiring a hit man, but no one came forward to disagree.
"So what is it this time, Hollow wrestling?" Urahara asked, looking rather pissed and board at the same time.
"No, but that is a good idea."
Aizen quickly jotted down a few notes while Urahara was beaten repeatedly by several of his tribe mates. After reducing him to a pile of unconscious-bleeding-Mr. Hat-and-clogs, the tribe seemed to feel a bit better. Aizen looked over the carnage and smiled. Mindless violence was a great thing, even if he wasn't the one performing it.
"Well than since Urahara is currently unconscious, and more than likely close to death, he doesn't have to participate in the following exercise. Follow me."
Aizen lead his victims down the beach stopping them in front of eight palm trees. He gestured to the trees and smiled evilly. Several members of the Shinigami Tribe shuddered at the expression, and Hanataro went so far as to actually faint.
"Now then, in the trees above you will find a basket. Inside the basket are two cute little puppies. You will be split up into partners. One partner will climb the tree and drop the puppies to the partner on the ground. The partner on the ground has to catch the puppies and take them to the baskets over there."
Aizen points to eight baskets roughly ten yards away from the base of the palm trees.
"The first tribe to make two sets of puppies, a total of four puppies, to the baskets wins. That means that two sets of partners have to get all their puppies to the baskets. Is that understood?"
There are several nods of agreement. Aizen smiles again, more evilly than the first time. Hanataro breaks down crying.
"Just to make things interesting, you will be choosing your partners out of this jar."
Aizen holds up a jar, very similar to the infamous voting jar, except this one says Sosuke Aizen for Supreme World Leader on the side. There are several strange and utterly confused looks running across the faces of our contestants at the sight of this message.
"Now, you will come up one at a time in the following order. Yoruichi, Rukia, Toshiro, Chad."
Each of the tribe members trudge up to the jar, like condemned prisoners, grab a slip of paper and head back to the rest of their tribe mates. Aizen then drops four new slips of paper into the jar, and turns to the Soul Tribe.
"Rangiku, Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, and Soi Fon."
Like the other contestants they walk up, grab a slip and walk back. Aizen puts the jar down, and motions for them to open the papers. Each contestant does. Then after a 2 second lag, there are multiple groans, some obscenities, and what sounds like crying.
"Ok, everyone grab your partner and take a tree."
There is more grumbling and more obscenities expressed. Including the comment that the host is a Treacherous Bastard, deserving a painful death. Aizen glared around, but had no luck in finding the person responsible for the comment. A few minutes later and the partners are arranged under their respective trees.
"Alright then…GO!!"
Aizen pulled up a chair, grabbed a case of Mountain Dew cans, and prepared for the fun that would follow. Our eight partners look at each other, and several arguments are heard.
"Ichigo, you're stronger than me!" Rukia yells
"Szayel, I am not climbing up the tree! It will be uncomfortable for my breasts!" Rangiku screams, crossing her arms.
"Toshiro, I don't like this arrangement anymore than you." Renji snapped.
"Fine Hanataro, I'll climb the damn tree!" Chad says in exasperation.
"I'm climbing up the tree now, Inoue!" Ulquiorra said to Inoue, waving his arms.
"Move your ass faster, Grimmjow!" Hisagi yelled as Grimmjow grabs a hold of the tree.
"Momo, are you going to do anything on this show?" Yoruichi moans, trying to climb the tree.
"You know Gin, for a guy, you are quite girly." Soi Fon mumbles, trying to shimmy up the tree.
Aizen is watching this, and laughing his ass off. In the meantime, Urahara has awoken and found his way over. He sits down on the beach, removes his green and white striped hat and flips a piece of blonde hair out of his face. Aizen glances over, admiring the view. Sure Urahara is a male, but quite a nice looking male.
Meanwhile, Ichigo had managed to climb up the tree and get to the basket. He looked in and his almost cheerful mood fell two degrees.
"These are (BEEP)ing Hollows!!"
As each partner looked in the basket, they all discovered that Ichigo was indeed correct. The puppies…were Hollow puppies. Aizen drew his attention away from Urahara long enough to crack open a fresh can of Mountain Dew and laugh at the contestants.
Hanataro was running around in circles with one of the Hollow puppies attached to his head, and one chewing on his robe leg, while Chad screamed at him to run to the basket.
Yoruichi was yelling at Momo to grab the puppy, while she too was running in circles and screaming.
Both Ulquiorra and Szayel had inadvertently killed their allotted puppies. Rangiku was throwing coconuts at Szayel and calling him an imbecile, while Inoue stood under the other tree filing her nails.
Renji had tossed down the whole basket, which Toshiro had failed to catch. He was now trying to chase down their allotted two puppies, which had taken it in their heads to chase down Hanataro.
Soi Fon had somehow managed to drop both puppies to Gin, who had somehow managed to drag both puppies to a basket.
Ichigo seized this opportunity to drop the basket to Rukia, who caught it easily and dumped both puppies, at the same time, into the basket.
Hanataro finally managed to fall into one of the baskets, thus completing his assigned task of getting two puppies into a basket.
Hisagi had at this point shimmied down the tree and was beating Grimmjow in the head with a stick, because Grimmjow had accidentally killed both their puppies by grabbing their bodies too tightly.
"Alright, all done, Shinigami wins." Aizen said, pulling himself out of the lawn chair, to hand over the coat to Chad. "Soul, see you at the Tribal Council."
Both teams leave the area as soon as possible.
Next Time on Survivor…
Who is the next one getting tossed over the railing??
Meanwhile…
"Are those Hollow puppies?" Uryu asked, glancing down beneath the tree.
"Looks like it." Tosen muttered, looking rather gloomy.
"Think they're safe to eat?" Byakuya asked eyeing the dogs hungrily. "I'm getting sick of bananas."
Both Uryu and Tosen stared at him strangely, then slowly inched away…
