Last time, on Total Drama Villains.

Gwen has searched all over America and Canada for her friends to put together a team to stop Noah. DJ had a life trying to help his mom, Bridgette and Geoff had joined the circus, Leshawna and Cody were waiting for the call and Trent broke out of R.A.W. Noah also has a strong team, Katie, Sadie, Justin and Heather, although Heather is only though to make sure she gets a roof over her head. They recently captured Izzy and she has revealed a few things to Heather that she never knew before. Harold, Duncan and Courtney were all working at R.A.W however Courtney has been getting sicker and sicker, finally she was taken in and was split from Harold and Duncan, they were able to make it back into the room as she was killed, so they broke out and joined Gwen.

And that's what happened last time on Total Drama Villains.

Gwen's POV

A moment in time cannot be measured, it's a simple fact.

A moment to some might be a lifetime for others, it cannot be paused, done over or repeated. It's something precious and should be treasured.

But you learn some valuable things in a moment, things like if you are going to live happily or miserably, if you will live or die. Or if you are loved or hated.

I learnt in a moment many years ago that I was hated.

That's a pure and simple fact, you can never be liked by everyone, no matter how hard you try. And it's in that first moment that you meet someone that you learn that.

Some people learn that quickly and they learn to never give a fuck when people are mean to them, others never learn.

You could say that I was the former one, kinda why I'm like this today. Duncan is the same as me, when I first met him he was as strong as 20 men, never gave a shit about a thing.

We had stopped for the night, needing a little more than a few square yards for 7 teenagers so we got 2 rooms at a crummy motel on the edge of the county line. We were tired and just wanted to get to sleep. Cody was looking like a nervous dog, gathering in everyone in the boys room when there was suddenly a knock on the door, Cody opened it. Not even surprised when Harold and Duncan stood there.

There were yells of protest and a scream from Bridgette, telling them to leave and asking if they were going to kill us. "What are you doing here!" I yelled, coming at Duncan but he stared blankly at me before I was stopped by Trent. And I saw in that moment that Duncan wasn't going to kill a single one of us, he was too broken to speak. I stood their dumbstruck.

"Gwen" Cody told me in a monotone voice, laying a hand on my shoulder, "they left RAW…..something happened to Courtney."

"Well where is she?" Leshawna asked, trying to look past Harold and Duncan. Harold shook his head and Leshawna gasped.

"Can we come in, we told Cody what happened and he said it was fine to join you." Harold spoke for both of them.

"Why would you join us?" I snapped, lunging forward but I was held back by DJ. Because although I saw Duncan shattered it did not mean the same for Harold, who really never cared for anyone in this room except for Leshawna.

"We have no where else to go." Harold told me, putting a hand on Duncan's back and pushing him in the room. Duncan was blank, shuffling in the room, Bridgette putting a guiding hand on his back. But instead he fell to the floor and screamed, making Gwen jump. "Courtney's dead." Harold told us.

The world froze for all of us in that instant. She was the strongest out of all of us, when she was almost brainwashed last year, although almost every person fell for it, she didn't! She kinda flew off the handle for a while and showed us her true strength, but she didn't fall easily, and if she wasn't even protected then any of us could be next. I looked at Trent, whose face showed nothing but shock, and imagined if this was him right now, that he had died. Would I be yelling and crying.

Of course I would.

I'm not made of stone.

I don't know how Duncan felt about Courtney but I know that he loved her.

Duncan started to quiet down, tears streaming down his face, repeating the same thing over and over. "She's gone. She's gone." Bridgette whose eyes were full to the brim with tears joined him on the floor, picking him up and holding him close. Duncan held onto her for dear life while they both cried of the lost girl.

The door closed behind me and I took long slow steps to Trent's side, she leapt into my arms and hid her face in my shoulder, "I didn't even like her." I whispered "but….but no one should have to die."

Trent nodded.

"Gwen." I heard someone call, "Gwen" I tried to open my eyes, "GWEN!" was finally yelled into my ear. I woke with a start and fell onto the floor of the RV. Trent glared at me, gun in hand. He and I were the only ones left in the van while the others had stumbled out, he rolled her eyes and bent close down, "What am I going to do with you?"

"Love me, kiss me, never leave me?" I tossed back, easing myself out of my seat, cracking my back. We both jumped out of the van and I noticed that Bridgette was covered again, Geoff and Leshawna was watching her intently, DJ was inside the building before us, a decent looking hotel that looked to have cable. I turned and saw Cody and Harold under the van, oil and various tools around them, Duncan sat to the side, burning a small fire in his hands.

While we all had driven here in the trailer, Duncan had flown the chopper with Harold so to take it with us in case of emergency and spare parts, but now the engine had bee ripped apart for the van, it had busted and Cody had explained even with his extensive knowledge on machines, engines were not his forte so it would take time to fix the van, which is why Harold had splurged and used the remaining money to get us a nicer hotel room for the time we would spend in this town.

But something was up with this town, it was….Stepford. You know like that really old movies where the women were all happy psychos in pastel dresses and the men were working with suits and secretly had affairs, children running around, boys playing baseball and the girls playing with dolls. It was oddly perfect.

And oddly unsettling.

My dad always wanted something like this for my mom, didn't want her to work, wanted her to be seen and never heard. Just like these women, everyone was freaky perfect, tall, thin, all the women with hair piled high on their heads, the daughters with ponytails or pigtails, the boys had perfect cut hair. There were no fast-food places or adult stores or anything cool like that.

I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, and looking at Trent, he felt the same.

He took my hand and we ventured forward to Harold and Cody who, like the rest of us, wore just plain clothes to keep our outfits for fighting safe and to appear normal like, which we stood out in, no girl here wore black like me, or pants like Leshawna, and defiantly no hijib with face covering like Bridgette wore at the moment. Oil and gravel covered the bottoms of Cody and Harold's pants before I gave Harold a swift kick. "OW!" he yelped before sticking his head from under the van, "like, what?" he snapped unpleasantly.

"How long is it going to fix this heap?" Trent snapped back.

Harold glowered but Cody got up and put a hand on his shoulder, calming him, before Harold stuck his head under the van again. Cody instead answered, "It will take awhile, Harold and I have guessed 3 weeks at the least."

"3 weeks!" Leshawna asked, stomping over, feeling self conscious for being the only girl wearing pants. "Why so long string bean and short stop?"

Cody glanced at her before turning his eyes back to me, staring at me while he explained "It's going to take a while because we explained before, Harold and I know about engines but only just, we have to talk to mechanics and get parts, something in the last town really blew up the engine and we stopped in the worst town possible."

"Why would you say something like that?" Bridgette asked, her head ducked so no one could see her face, "They seem cool so far. Staying far back."

"I think that might be because of racism." Leshawna told her, she said, glaring around, "they stay far back because they don't like the look of me or DJ. Racist idiots." Bridgette's eyes turned down to the ground, feeling ashamed at humanity.

Duncan stood up and extinguished his flame "Or maybe because we're a bunch of teenagers in dirty clothes in a RV and helicopter and with a girl who won't let anyone see her face." Bridgette glared at him but merely walked over and held onto his hands. He stood still for a moment before tossing her hand aside, stalking back into the RV.

I sighed, "Can't you get like one of your weird connections Cody?"

"….you're weird." Cody muttered under his breath, Harold got up and wiped his hands on a dirty rag, "That's it today?"

"Yeah, we can't do much till we get that part." Harold told him, just as they stood DJ came running back, tossing a pair of keys to them, then throwing a pair to Leshawna, keeping a pair for himself.

DJ nodded to the building behind him, "Okay, we got three rooms, the girls share and we split the guys between the other two. They have a laundry room and pool too so let's go have a rest, they said it was fine to leave the van here." he looked at his watch, "they just have one rule and it's to be inside our rooms by 7."

"7 in the evening?" Geoff asked.

"There's no where to go in this town anyway." Leshawna sneered. She flipped the keys into the air, "Come on ladies, they have room service I bet. Let's go eat before I hit someone around here." She trudged away from us, the rest of the group following. Harold jumped on top of the van to put some pieces back into the helicopter.

Trent stared at me, I nodded my head towards the van. "I'm gonna check on Duncan." I told him. Trent let go of my hand and I opened the door to the van, seeing Duncan sitting in the driver's seat staring out on the road, he sat flicking a lighter on and off. "What's up D?" I asked.

Duncan didn't answer and I plonked down into the passenger seat, we stared into the distance for awhile before he spoke. "I should drive off right now, just leave right now and find her."

"Duncan….she's dead." I told him.

He chuckled, but with no light in his eyes, "I know that. But I still want her." he stood suddenly and tossed the lighter on the seat, "you don't understand Gwen." rounding on me. He laughed again, holding his hands above his head, "She's dead and it's all. My. Fault. There is nothing you can say that will make me feel better, so you better stop. I'm just waiting to leave all you people."

"What about the others, we're your friends!" I told him, standing as well.

Duncan rounded on me, face so close to mine we almost touched, he glared at me. "We. Are not. Friends. We are just a bunch of people that are trapped together waiting to screw each other over on the chance to go home."

I glared right back, "Do you believe that?" I asked him simply. "That we would screw you over to go home? If you haven't noticed a lot of us have no home to go back too. We are just as lost as you are."

Duncan pushed past me, frustrated I pressed my lips against his cheek and almost fell back. He was hurt, so deeply, so permanently. I saw flashes of Duncan's entire life but slowing down to almost a full stop when the bullet was fired. I was standing there in the room, right beside her, as she died. In real life I fell backwards, covering my mouth at what I see, Duncan made no reaction to what I did, but I fully understood his cold eyes now. Something had died with him that day, and he didn't want to be here any more.

I held my hand out to him, a gesture I was unsure he would take, but he did, he took my gloved hand and I squeezed it hard. "It will get better." I told him, "You have to believe me when I say the hurt goes away. It will be painful but we need you, we want you hear not only to help us but to be our friend. Please Duncan."

Duncan made no sound but he let go of my hand, jumping out of the RV and stalking towards the hotel. I stared at him as he walked away. "He's not any better, is he." Harold asked.

"No." I told him, as we watched the solitary victim walk away. "I don't think he will ever get better."

OooO

I was sleeping on my back in my room, Leshawna taking the master while Bridgette slept in the opposite single bed. I pressed my fingers to my lips, I had learnt so much about people that way in the last year, it was a total violation of them but it meant I could retain the information better. After awhile the voices would leave my head, as did their powers. But now Duncan was in my head again yelling at me, but the people recently still sat around, and the personalities that were strongest. Lindsay, Duncan and Heather were the strongest while Courtney was fading into the back of my mind.

You know that was a bad thing to do. He told me, I could practically feel him shaking his head.

'I know' I replied in my head, turning over so I could stare out the window.

That was personal, and now I'm gonna give you hell because you invaded.

'Shut up Duncan, you're not real'

Fine, think of this then as inner dialogue. You're a bitch Gwen, how fucking dare you do that to me.

'I didn't get much.' I reasoned with him 'I only got the most recent stuff but even then Duncan is so messed up his thoughts are everywhere.'

It doesn't matter, you still went to far. That's his hell, his personal hell, and he doesn't want someone like you trying to interfere with it. Just leave us alone babe…it's for the best. I know Duncan, hell, I AM Duncan, he needs time….and don't give him gasoline at the moment.

I smiled softly to myself but I didn't say anything to my imaginary friend.

But I have one last thing to tell you.

'What?'

Why is everyone in this town acting so freaking perfect?

OooO

The next day the group sat outside near the RV as it was being fixed, all sitting in sun chairs and with sunglasses and swimsuits that had been bought in the hotel gift shop.

Just watching.

We were all prepared to go swimming but the pool had been closed to cleaning so now they waited, watching Harold and Cody fix the RV.

Bridgette was the only one in water, sitting in a kiddie pool in a long surfer's swim suit. Her long hair covering her face while she sat watching underneath a tent we made for her out of sheets. I was sitting under a large umbrella and she was watching Duncan again, who just stared at nothing while he sat fully clothed. It was a hot day out in the middle of nowhere and once again the people on the streets avoided us like the plague. Leshawna popped her gum again making DJ jump.

"What are you doing?" a voice behind us asked.

We all turned around at once (other than Bridgette) and we saw a brunette girl in a pink pastel dress, basket in hand and small heeled shoes. "Yeah?" Leshawna asked rudely.

"I'm talking to you, in this town what you are doing is inappropriate." She said, looking us up and down.

I looked down at myself, I was wearing a black bikini. "We got these at your gift shop over there." I told the girl.

"It is not appropriate to wear this on the street, only by a pool side." She said, tapping her foot, "In this town you won't survive long, we care not if Power Persons run around our town but not if you choose to attire yourself like that."

This the others snapped to attention too, Bridgette (under her canopy) spoke to the girl, "Sooooo you wouldn't care if I were….blue?"

"Not at all." The girl replied, "My neighbour is red and has tentacles." Bridgette pulled back her little hide out and revelled herself and the girl scrutinized her, "There is a power school a mile from here, most of us were relocated when family members were sent here or because we saw something. But it is not a big deal." She shrugged, "I mean, we get radio broadcasts and television shows that are prejudice but we broadcast our own, I mean, at least one in 10 people are related to a power person."

"Are you?" Duncan snapped.

The girl smiled happily, "No, but my brother is to be married to a sister of one. You are not as common as you think."

"Really?" Bridgette, asked, legs pulled up to her chest, "I mean, we all came from Canada and I just though-"

"That their must have been a lot more of you?" the girl laughed good naturally, "I'm sure most of you know that by the age of 30 most of you will lose that power, and those who still have their powers-"

"Are either elementals or were changed in appearance for their power." Duncan said, getting up and walking over with purpose to the girl, "I know that, we all know that. But did you know that 3 of us in this group are guaranteed to keep our powers?"

"Three?" the girl asked, she smiled at Bridgette, "I know she is for sure but I'm not sure about the rest of you."

Harold pulled his head out from under the RV again, "Well actually Duncan there is gonna have a power forever and his gir-" he stopped awkwardly, glancing at Duncan. "I mean, just Duncan there. The rest of will be lucky if we keep them but we all developed late so there is no clue."

Duncan glared at Harold before stalking off again, I rolled my eyes, "Geoff? Can you follow him?" Geoff nodded and ran after Duncan, I saw them walk off down the road and probably to a park that we drove past. "So." I said, turning back to creepy girl, "Thanks for that, um…we'll get changed and you know…see ya later." The girl nodded and left quickly, I pulled my sunglasses back down and put on a long t-shirt quickly before I ran off after Geoff and Duncan, it wasn't hard to find them because Duncan was yelling his head off.

Duncan was yelling, pushing Geoff around, "Your girlfriend! This is all her fault. I can't believe…GET THE FUCK AWAY!" Duncan yelled, lighting his hand on fire and putting it in Geoff's face.

"Take that back! Bridgette was just telling you the truth!" Geoff yelled back, backing away from the fire. He tried to sneak his arms around but Duncan sent a jet stream of flame towards him. "Dude!" Duncan!"

I ran over to him and pushed him onto the ground, "Calm down!" I screamed at him, Geoff then jumped on Duncan and held him down, his arms held down with sheer force.

"CALM DOWN!" Duncan yelled, trying to break his way free, "Gwen, my girlfriend is dead!"

Geoff and I glanced at each other, "Duncan." Geoff said quietly, "It's rough but-"

"NO!" Duncan yelled, heating up. Geoff suddenly let go and jumped away and Duncan jumped back too. "You know nothing, your girlfriend is alive and mine is dead." Duncan yelled again, his whole body went on fire before calming down again, "WHAT AM I? Do I have a purpose or am I just a flame?" he said, looking at his hands that were calloused and cut.

He then fell down to the ground again, holding his head to his knees, "Duncan…" I whispered, standing before him, leaning down to his level "What…happened?"

He turned to sneer in my face, "It's personal."

I smirked, "and here I am in your personal space, so go ahead and open up."

"I am so hot for you right now I could pass out." I balked and Duncan just smirked again, "Told you it was personal."

"Don't be a dick Duncan." Geoff told him.

"Don't talk to me." Duncan snapped.

"Geoff, please." I asked him, Geoff nodded in silent agreement and just backed away so he was leaning against a tree. "Duncan, I wanna know, so I know how horribly I have to kill this Charles guy when we go to RAW."

"Why, you saw it all before….in my head."

"But I wanna hear it from you. Your head is so messed up right now all I got were images, it will lift something off your shoulders."

Duncan stared at us with big deep teal eyes, "Fine, I'll tell you." And then he told us the horrible tale of Courtney's demise, the pain he felt….the emptiness.

At the end of Duncan's tale Geoff and I stood in silence, the story of Courtney's death was awful, "I can't believe she melted." Geoff muttered.

"Yeah I know." Duncan said, staring at a rock, "She really did complete her wicked witch of the west routine." Duncan laughed, "Oh I'm sad again."

"Have a laugh D" Geoff said, putting his arm around his friend, "Courtney may have passed but your memories of her shouldn't be of sadness, they should be happy. Of love!"

Duncan shrugged and stood up, walking over to a fallen tree and sitting down. I went off to comfort him but he suddenly threw up a wall of fire around him, I rolled my eyes and tried to sweep the fire away, I stepped into the ring of fire and put my hand on Duncan's shoulder.

"Please leave me alone." He said.

"Duncan…."

"I said LEAVE!" he yelled, blasting me back with fire, making me hit the tree and fall down. I gasped in pain and Geoff ran over.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Duncan!" I yelled at him.

"Courtney is dead, Gwen. That's what's wrong with me!"he yelled back, standing up and staring at me and I could see that murderous prisoner in his eyes. I gulped in fear and Geoff paled. Duncan just glared at us before he turned his back to us, "just leave me alone, I told you what happened and now I wanna be alone. Got it." he asked, not as a question but more a command that if we did not 'get it' he would make it our last moment alive.

With that he stalked off and Geoff just put his head against mine as I panted heavily, I have never been so afraid of death before. "You okay Gwen?" he asked, smoothing down my hair, hugging me as I held to him, needing someone to take the pain from me, for just a moment.

I nodded, "yeah. Look, go back to the others. I need a moment alone before I can stand again."

Geoff glanced at the thick of the forest that Duncan walked into. "Will you be okay?"

I waved him off, "sure. Just go back."

He shrugged and went away.

I guess it's just you and me now. Courtney's voice whispered, much softer than before. The last place of her existence was in my head, but she was faint, so faint that this might be the last time I ever talked to her.

'It's not going to be for much longer.' I told her.

Well, let's use the time we have together to my advantage. Don't push him.

'I wasn't.'

You were.

'Shut up , he needs to talk this out. I've had pain like this before.'

And did you enjoy shrinks poking and prodding at you, asking you how you felt. Asking over and over if you enjoyed telling your father to leave and never to return, you know you did Gwen. You felt strong, the bruises were finally going to fade.

'Is this is what you are doing in your final moments, trying to make me erase you.'

Just making a point Gwen. It's painful isn't it, to remember. Duncan is in pain, can't you see. My death has destroyed him, in time he might be more joyful but I'll always be in the back of his mind and nothing you can do will ever change that.

I did nothing as Courtney's voice rebounded around my head and I sat there in the forest staring at the trees. What was I to do.

I only had a moment to decide, and a moment cannot be measured.

I'M BACK PEOPLE. Yeah, I am so sorry for the delay but I'm not going to make excuses, I have been very sick for a long time and I have been lazy, but this chapter is finally done! Thanks to all the wonderful people who actually messaged me to continue this story, this made me start up again because I felt sad for letting you down. I enjoy reading your reviews so remember.

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