A shot of Kihci Island is shown. "Last time on Total Drama Legends" said Chris' voice. "The Bobcats and Cowboys competed against each other in an epic balloon popping battle. Noah and Jasmine went to cloud nine, while Macarthur took a trip to snoresville, population: her. Scott went back to his old tricks, while Heather found someone new to hate in Amy, solidifying the Twin's place in the alliance, and as Jo's ally. As the competition rolled on, Duncan was able to find the answer he was looking for about his little note...kinda. In the end, thanks to some unfortunate timing and a mystery attacker, as well as some sneaky sleuthing by our resident CIT, Mike was in hot water. In one of the most intense elimination ceremonies to date, he was the one to take the flush. Nasty."
Chris was now standing on the dock of Kihci Island. "What will the fallout of this elimination lead to? How will certain people adapt? Will they fall or will they thrive? And most importantly, how will I exploit their reactions for better ratings? Stay tuned because this is...Total...Drama...L...egends."
The episode opened with a slow zoom towards one of the windows on the beach house. A flash of light appeared and it showed one of the bedrooms. Jo and Amy were sitting on their individual beds, facing each other.
"Alright, but what specifically do you hate about her?" Jo asked. "Me, personally? Her annoying voice. Like nails on a chalkboard annoying. What about you?"
Amy thought to herself. "Well, if I had to pick," she started, "I'd go with the way she talks down to everyone. Like, she thinks she's so much better than everyone here."
Jo laughed at this. "Yeah. It's funny to think she even has a chance this season. Especially with me being here."
Amy started nodding and laughing at Jo's comment, which made the Jockette smile. But as soon as Jo dropped down to do some pushups, Amy rolled her eyes.
Confessional (Amy): "I can't believe Jo is this stupid! She thought I was just an annoying cheerleader at first, but ever since I told off Heather, it's like I'm her idol." She paused, then smiled. "Well, I should be everyone's idol, of course. I'm just glad she finally realized it."
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On the first floor, at the breakfast table, Duncan and Zoey were talking to each other. Samey was also there, but remained quiet as she ate her scrambled eggs. Neither Zoey nor Duncan noticed her.
"Ok…" Duncan said, with a mouthful of food. "We need to win more challenges because this food is delicious."
Zoey didn't say anything. She just picked at her eggs, like she was confused about something.
"You good?" Duncan asked.
Zoey suddenly snapped out of her trance. "Huh? Oh, sorry. What did you say?"
Duncan raised an eyebrow. "What's got you distracted?" He drank the last of the orange juice from his glass.
"I don't know." Zoey sighed. "I have this nagging feeling about something, and I have no idea what it is.."
Duncan headed to the fridge. "It'll probably pass." He opened it and bent over to pick up the large jug of orange juice.
Zoey shook her head. "Look, I wanna change the subject." She turned to him. "What's going on between you and that cadet?"
The ex-con immediately sprang up and turned around in a panic. "W-what...what are you talking about?"
"The Cadet." answered Zoey. "The skinnier one. The one who-"
"I know who she is," Duncan cut off. "How did you know about her?"
"Dawn told me. When I woke up this morning, she talked about something happening between you and a cadet."
Duncan scoffed. "Well, I wouldn't believe a thing that freako tells you." He closed the fridge door.
"This might be hard to believe, but I don't tell lies." Dawn suddenly appeared from behind the fridge door that Duncan had just closed. The excon yelled out in surprise and threw the jug of OJ in the air. The juice spilled out of the container. It would've splashed all over the floor but, somehow, Dawn grabbed the jug and caught all the OJ in the air with it. Not a drop landed on the floor. Duncan and Zoey looked on in amazement and shock. Even Samey glanced in at the sight.
"I was there, Duncan." Dawn stated, casually, like nothing had happened. "I saw exactly what happened between you two."
"How could you have seen anything? Your eyes were closed!" Duncan pointed. Zoey and Dawn stared at him for a few moments. Duncan then realized what he had just said. "Look! It's no big deal what happened, okay? Just lay off me." He turned and stormed out into the next room. Zoey and Dawn looked at eachother. Zoey was confused, but Dawn gave a small smirk.
As Duncan exited the room, he didn't see who was standing next to the door. Scott grinned maliciously.
Confessional (Scott): "What is going on between Duncan and this lady cadet? And more importantly, how I can use it to my advantage." He chuckled as he rubbed his hands together.
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"I still don't feel right about what happened. Zoey's gonna be so upset about it?"
"She's not on the team, her feelings are irrelevant."
"So my feelings don't matter either?"
"That's not what I'm saying."
Courtney and Gwen had been arguing in the cabin. The rest of their team smartly decided to make themselves scarce.
"You never care about how I feel." Gwen crossed her arms.
"That isn't true at all." Courtney countered. "When we're in a game like this, we need to put the challenges first."
"Well if you want to put the challenge first," Gwen shouted, walking towards the door. "Then don't even bother talking to me."
Courtney watched as her teammate walked out. She looked angry, but when she was sure Gwen couldn't see her, she frowned.
Confessional (Courtney): "I really didn't want to have to eliminate Mike." she sighed. "Especially if it made Gwen so upset. She needs to see that I'm thinking about the team…" She paused. "But I guess that isn't entirely true if Gwen's mad at me…" She exhaled and didn't say anything more.
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The goth stormed out of the Cowboy's cabin. She walked right past Noah and Owen, who were sitting on the steps. Owen noticed her, but Noah didn't seem to care.
"What's got Gwen so upset?" He asked. "Do you think-"
"Don't change the subject, Owen." Noah cut off.
The Big Guy abruptly went silent. Noah continued. "Last night, Chris implied that I voted for Jasmine, which I did, and she voted for me, which I wouldn't be surprised by." Owen nodded, unsure what he was getting at. Again, Noah went on. "So my question is simple." He paused, and turned to look away from his friend. "Did you vote with me last night?"
Owen stuttered nervously. "I-I-uh…I-well. I definitely voted for someone. Can't argue with that." He nervously chuckled.
Noah's eyebrows furrowed and turned to Owen. "So you didn't vote for the Aussie?"
Owen took a few moments to respond. He almost didn't recognize the person talking to him"I uh, no. I...didn't really see a reason for it."
Noah shot a finger at his teammate. "She nearly killed me!"
Owen jumped and nearly fell over. He struggled to think of a response. "Well…from what I heard, it was kind of both of your faults..." he finished his sentence like he was unsure of how Noah would react.
Noah sighed and pinched his nose. Owen looked at him, hoping he wouldn't have to hear another outburst. After a few seconds, Noah put his hand down, turned around and walked away. Owen watched him, absolutely stunned by what he was seeing.
Confessional (Owen): "Ok, Noah getting mad at me, I'm used to. Even telling me who to vote for, I'm ok with. But...he didn't even say anything remotely funny. What is happening to my little buddy!?"
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Macarthur and Sanders were stretching the middle of the woods. After Macarthur's overnight fiasco, Sanders made sure she had gotten a good night's sleep. She did and was now ready for today's challenge.
"I am totally ready for today's challenge." Macarthur said, excitedly.
"I'm glad." Sanders smiled. But despite her smile, she was still thinking about her interaction with Duncan.
Confessional (Sanders): She sighed. "No matter what I do, I can't stop thinking about the note. I mean, when I did it, I thought it would be funny but…I've never done anything like that before. And no way am I telling Macarthur about it."
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"You know," Sanders snapped back to hear what Macarthur had to say. "If I was the one who went home yesterday, I wouldn't have blamed anyone."
Sanders stared at her, confused. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Macarthur bent over and touched her toes. "I mean think about it. It was between the guy that was too distracted by his girlfriend and the cadet who couldn't stay awake. If this was the awake-a-than, then..." She then leaned forward and fell onto the ground in a dramatic fashion. "Boom, down and out, I'm gone."
"Ok, please don't talk like that…"
Macarthur scoffed. "I'm not gonna try to get eliminated. Who do you think I am? DJ?"
Sanders sighed. "I don't want to see you go home so early, that's all I'm saying."
Macarthur was about to respond, but got cut off by the sound of a buzzer.
"Competitors!" blared Chris' voice. "Head to the mess hall now. Today's challenge is about to begin. And I hope everyone brought their make-up bag, because this is gonna get ugly!"
Silence followed. Macarthur grinned at the prospect of the new challenge. Then she turned to her partner and noticed how she still looked a little downcast. She decided to change her tone.
"Hey, listen," she said calmly "I don't plan on leaving just yet. I made a mistake and I'm not going to do it again. As long as you're here, I have nothing to worry about. Now don't start getting sappy on me, or it'll be you going home before me."
Sanders was still upset, but eventually managed a smile. "You're right. Let's do this."
They clapped hands together and headed to the mess hall.
The two teams walked next to each other. Jo, Alejandro, Amy and Scott separated from the group. "Alright, who should we eliminate next?" whispered Scott.
"Wouldn't it make more sense to discuss this if we lose this challenge?" Alejandro asked
Scott shrugged. "It makes sense to have a plan now. I don't know, what do you guys think?"
No one said anything for a few seconds. Until…
"Well I think we should eliminate…" Amy spoke up
Scott and Alejandro rolled their eyes. They knew exactly what the mean sister would say:
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"Heather."
The Latino and the Country Boy went wide eyed and looked at each other, then to Amy.
"Why would we eliminate her?" asked Scott, still surprised.
Amy smirked. "Easy. She's not gonna be that helpful to the team. Especially since she only cares about herself."
Jo nodded at the response, much to the delight of Amy. "Plus," the jockette continued, "and I hate to admit this, Bossy-go-Round is probably the biggest threat to the alliance. We can't risk her figuring out what's going on."
Scott nodded, but Alejandro seemed a bit hesitant. "I'm...not so sure," he said, reluctantly. "Heather's very crafty, and if she finds out we tried to eliminate her, she'll make us regret it."
"That...and she's your girlfriend." smirked Jo.
Amy laughed, while Alejandro watched, annoyed and embarrassed.
The competitors finally made it to the mess hall, which Chris stood in front of. With all the teams now stopped, Zoey looked over at the Shark Cowboys. She tried to say something, but was cut off.
"Welcome, competitors" Chris announced "How is everyone doing today?"
None of the competitors bothered to answer and just gave him a dull glare. Zoey, however, spoke up. "Uh, Chris-"
"Fantastic!" Chris continued. "Because I have an interesting challenge for you. Today, it's all about boys vs girls." The competitors looked at each other, unsure of what Chris was talking about.
"Um, excuse me-" called Zoey again
"If you will all follow me this way, we can start the first part of the challenge." Chris pointed and walked into the woods. Zoey was getting annoyed at this point.
When Chris arrived at the destination, the rest of the competitors looked at what he stood in front of. A large 15 foot pile of boxes stood in front of them. On the tippy top of the pile, there were six flags, three of them were red and three of them were blue.
"This will be the guys challenge." Chris pointed up. "On the top of these boxes are flags representing your team. Blue is for the Cowboys and red for the Bobcats. The goal of this game is to get all three flags down and into your safe zone." He pointed to where the competitors were standing to reveal a blue circle on the ground. "The red one is on the other side. There are a few other rules though. One competitor can hold only one flag. If one person carries more than one flag at a time, they will face a penalty. However, you are allowed to steal and take the other team's flag as well as your own. Once all of your colored flags are in your zone, that team will win. Any questions?"
The three Bobcat boys, Alejandro, Duncan and Scott, looked over at their opponents: Noah, Owen and Cody, and grinned maliciously.
Noah noticed their expressions. "Is there any maiming allowed in the challenge?" he asked nervously.
Chris sighed. "As much as I would love to say yes, the producers advised me to keep any injuries between competitors to a minimum."
Duncan snapped his fingers, while Scott and Alejandro grunted in annoyance. Cody and Owen sighed in relief.
Confessional (Cody): "The last time I faced Alejandro, he whacked me with a big stick. I'm not gonna let that happen again. Plus I've got Noah and Owen with me and they make great meat shields..." he went wide eyed when he realized what he said. "I-I mean uh….teammates."
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"Uh, Chris?"
The host grunted. "Zoey. This isn't your competition, if you want to ask a question, wait until your challenge."
The indie chick remained persistent. "It has nothing to do with the challenge. Just please let me ask it...if that's okay."
Chris exhaled. "Alright, fine, what is it?"
"Where's Mike?"
The Shark Cowboys went silent, especially Gwen and Courtney. At this point, even Courtney was realizing the awkward situation she was being put in.
Chris cast a cheeky smirk. "I'll leave that...to the Shark Cowboys."
Zoey turned to the opposing team. They could now see the look of worry on her face. No one knew what to say. Gwen and Courtney looked at each other, seemingly urging the other to speak.
Confessional (Courtney): She sighed. "Well…it was my idea. And if Zoey's gonna be mad at one person, I'm not letting it be Gwen."
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"Ummm...Zoey." She started, nervously. "I…after Mike cost us the balloon challenge, we- I talked to my teammates about eliminating him and…well, that's what ended up happening."
Zoey didn't seem to react to what Courtney said, as if she was processing what she was just told. She wiped her eyes and swallowed.
"I understand." she said, quietly, before heading back to her team.
Courtney looked guilty, and Gwen noticed this. As she walked back, she didn't see Duncan watching her.
"Alright, now that that's done with." Chris interrupted, "Let's move onto the challenge!"
Noah, Owen and Mike stood together on one side of the tower, while Duncan, Scott and Alejandro stood on the other.
"Oh, I almost forgot." said Chris "This...is a shirt vs skins game. One of the teams will have to do the challenge completely shirtless. I'll let you guys decide who does."
The three Shark Cowboys eyed each other.
"I'm not a big fan of showing skin." Noah said awkwardly
"Normally, I'd be fine with it, but those boxes look pretty sharp." Owen added
Cody scoffed. "Come on, guys. This is our time to show the ladies exactly what makes us so...macho."
"First off, I have a girlfriend." Noah noted "Second, I don't know what your definition of masculine is, but I don't think your face would be in the dictionary definition of it."
Cody was about to retort, but Chris cut them off again. "And...thankfully, the Bobcats have chosen to take their shirts off."
Noah and Owen were glad about that, but Cody cast an annoyed look.
Duncan, Alejandro and Scott readied themselves for the challenge. Alejandro flexed his muscles, as he would normally.
"Are you ready, amigos?" he asked
Scott grinned and nodded, but Duncan wasn't paying attention.
Confessional (Duncan): "Is it weird that I was thinking about a cop, while I was shirtless."
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Suddenly a buzzer sounded out, snapping Duncan out of his trance. Alejandro and Scott ran towards the boxes and began climbing the tower. Duncan followed them after a few seconds.
Confessional (Scott): "It's so obvious Duncan is distracted right now. And my Papi had a saying about people who aren't focused: ``If you're not focused on what you're doing, you're gonna get hit with a faceful of manure."
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Noah watched as his team tried to climb the tower. Cody was making progress, but he was going very slowly. Owen was struggling to get an inch of the ground. The brainiac started thinking.
Confessional (Noah): "Having two people who aren't as smart as you on your team is great. It's like having two guinea pigs and I have the freedom to perform any experiment."
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The girls watched from the side. Except Zoey. She was visibly upset, but tried to hide it. None of her teammates noticed this, and if they did, they didn't care.
But someone else noticed.
Sanders nudged her partner. "Why do you think she's so upset?"
"Oh easy." Macarthur responded. "Probably because we voted off her boyfriend." She stared for a few moments then went wide eyed. She grabbed her hair. "Oh. My. God. I just eliminated the best couple from Revenge and All-Stars. I just broke up Mo-ey!...or Zike….or…." She calmed down and pinched her chin. "Mioy? No, that sounds weird. Zoke? That actually sounds better." She smiled to herself, then looked at her partner. She quickly went back into hysterics. "I just broke up Zoke!" She cupped her hands across her face, while Sanders watched in confusion and embarrassment.
"Let's get a move on, guys!" Heather yelled to her male teammates.
Cody was now halfway up the tower, while Noah and Owen were still at the bottom. The geek stopped to catch his breath, then realized just how far up he was and gripped the boxes tighter. Someone was chuckling. Cody looked up and saw…
"Al…"
Alejandro was standing up right a few feet away from him, smiling. "Yes it's me, my friend." He practically pranced his way to the flag. Without any effort, he grabbed one and started heading down. "I hope you don't hit the ground too hard."
Cody glared, but was now more motivated to continue. He pulled himself up and kept climbing.
Owen still couldn't find a good angle to start climbing. Noah walked up to him
"Owen." he said. "Come with me." He directed him to the north side of the tower, at the point between both teams' bases. Their teammates watched in confusion.
"What are you guys doing?" Shouted Jasmine. "Get climbing if you want to win!"
Noah looked at his teammate and grinned. "Relax, Aussie, Aussie, Aussie. Unlike the rest of you, I actually know what I'm doing."
The onlookers took offense, but were still curious. Now Owen and Noah stood about ten feet from the tower. Noah glanced up at Cody.
"So what's the plan?" Asked Owen
Noah grinned. "Just wait for my signal."
Cody hadn't got much further up since his talk with Alejandro, but he still went on. A few seconds later, he saw Scott grab the second flag and head back down. Now he was even more determined to get to the top. "I'm...not losing...this...for...my...team."
Finally he reached the top and came face-to-face with the flags. And Duncan. "What's up, Dorkus?" He grinned.
Cody tried to think of a reply, but for the life of him, couldn't.
"Hey, Cody!" Called a voice.
Cody looked down, as did Duncan. Once he was sure Cody could see him, Noah yelled again. "Grab their flag!"
"What?!" Cody shouted back. Duncan was too amused to do anything.
"Grab their flag!"
This time, Cody heard him. Thinking quickly, he turned back to Duncan, and before the Ex-Con could do anything else, he took the red flag and started climbing down. Duncan snapped out of his trance and tried following him.
"What are you doing?!" Shouted Heather. "Grab his flag too!" But Duncan didn't hear her. Frantically, Cody made his way towards the bottom, barely avoiding the Ex-con's grasp.
Noah and Owen watched. After a few seconds, Noah turned to him. "Alright, big guy. I need you to run and smash into those boxes."
Owen blinked. "You want me to...what?"
Noah raised his voice. "I need you to run. Go! Go! Go!"
Without thinking, Owen started running forward, towards the boxes. Once he was a foot away, he jumped towards the tower, crashing into the boxes. Pieces of wood flew everywhere. Noah looked up.
With the tower suddenly losing some of its boxes, it started to sway. Cody noticed this and held onto tighter to the flag. Duncan was also struggling to remain upright.
Suddenly the tower started to lean forward. Owen stood up and rubbed his head. He had a few splinters on his arms. A shadow cast over him and he looked up to see what it was. It was the tower falling over him. Owen screamed in sheer terror as the boxes buried him. Cody also shrieked, while Duncan gripped on for dear life. The geek saw a nearby tree and grabbed onto its branches, pulling him to safety. Alejandro, Scott and the other onlookers watched in stunned silence.
Finally the towers crashed into a heap, creating a thick cloud of dust. The bystanding teammates coughed. Once the dust settled, the Cowboys flags lay on the ground, all next to each other. They were only a few feet away from the team's safe zone. Noah walked up to the flags and, picking them up one by one, placed them into his zone. He grinned triumphantly, before turning.
"And I believe that wins us the game."
The rest of his teammates didn't respond.
Chris broke the silence though. "And with that...somehow...Noah wins for his team. The Shark Cowboys take the first point."
The Cowboys eventually settled and some even managed a smile.
As for the Bobcats, only one teammate had snapped out of their trance.
"Are you kidding me?!" roared Heather. "You idiots," she pointed at Scott and Alejandro, "couldn't win this?! What kind of morons am I dealing with? You lost to a scrawny pervert, a guy who can't see his own toes and Noah." She groaned and walked away in frustration. "Ugh, I guess I have to carry this team."
It got quiet for a bit. Amy and Jo looked at each other and grinned. Then they turned to the rest of their alliance buddies. Scott gave a knowing thumbs up. Alejandro paused for a few seconds and then nervously nodded his head in agreement. Jo and Amy looked at him, suspiciously.
Owen came out from the pile and groaned. Cody had just gotten down from the tree and went up to his teammate. "Owen, are you alright?"
The big guy rubbed his head. "Yeah." he coughed. "I've been better though. Honestly, I'm used to it at this point. First season, I got thrown off the cliff. Second, I got my jaw broken. Third, got crushed by a plane. And in the fourth season that I wasn't part of, I got blown up." He managed a light chuckle that only hurt him more.
Cody looked at him, worriedly. "Did Noah know you would get injured?"
Owen laughed. "What? No, of course not. My little buddy knows I'm durable." He beat his chest with his fist, before wincing in pain. But he didn't want Cody to see it, and smiled through the pain. "See?" he said, with gritted teeth. "What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger, right?"
He slowly got up and went towards his team. Cody wasn't sure though. He was so worried, he didn't see the shadowy figure creeping behind the boxes.
Confessional (Cody): "I know Owen and I aren't close, but that doesn't mean I want to see him get hurt like that. Whatever Noah's doing to him, it isn't right."
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The competitors arrived in the next challenge area. In front of them was something that looked like…
"Is this a roller rink?" asked Gwen.
"That it is, Gwen." Announced Chris. "Or rather a roller derby rink!" Indeed it was. In front of the competitor was what looked like an almost oval-shaped wooden race track. It had barriers surrounding it, and the two 180 degree curves were slightly tilted. Some of the pieces of wood on the track were slightly sticking out, while others had a few nails that weren't fully hammered in. "You gals will be getting to hammer out all that aggression onto each other in this ultimate sport."
"Um, Chris?" Courtney raised her hand. "I think it's unfair to enforce the negative stereotype that all women have something against each other. I've worked with several female colleagues who were all very pleasant and-"
"Yes, thank you for the lesson, Courtney." Chris groaned
"She doesn't speak for all of us, by the way. I hate just about everyone here." Heather added. Her teammates glared at her.
"Anyways…" continued Chris. "How you play roller derby is like this." Suddenly Chef appeared on the race track, wearing a pair of roller skates, a helmet, elbow and knee pads and really tight fitting short shorts. Almost all of the competitors gagged at the sight of this. "The name of the game is to get rid of the other team. You do this by knocking them out of bounds." Chef started roller blading around the arena. Ahead of him was a stuffed dummy made of straw. He skated towards it and slammed his elbow into it, sending it out of the arena. It disintegrated on impact. Chef smiled at what he had done, but forgot to watch where he was going. By the time he looked up it was too late. He skated into the protecting wall, and fell forward, face planting in the dirt.
Chris chuckled. "You're eliminated the moment you leave the ring, whether you're knocked out, or go out on your own terms. You could lay down on the wood to not get eliminated, but then you'd risk getting run over and trampled. Alright, I'm gonna need five lovely competitors from each team." He turned to the Shark Cowboys. "Cowboys, you already have five females, so your team is set." Then he turned to the other team. "Bobcats, one of your teammates is gonna have to sit out. I'll let you decide who gets to do it."
Before any of the Bobcats could say anything, Heather yelled out. "You losers think you can do this without me? Let's see how well you do without your best player!" And she walked to a bench next to the arena.
"Wait, hold on-" Jo interjected
Chris clapped his hands together. "Quick choice. I like that." He pointed to the pile of equipment to his right. "Put on your gear and get ready to rumble!"
The Bobcats glared at Heather as they went to put on their gear.
"At least we don't have to do the challenge shirtless." muttered Jasmine.
"Actually…" Chris spoke up
"NO!" Every female competitor, except Macarthur, exclaimed.
"HECK YEAH!" Macarthur shouted, at the same time as everyone else.
Chris held up his hands. "Kidding, kidding."
As she was putting on her helmet, Jo turned to see her male teammates. Alejandro and Scott were sitting on another bench next to Heather's. She looked back at her teammates.
"Where the heck is Lump-can?" she asked.
Everyone looked around. Sure enough, Duncan was nowhere in sight.
Back at the first challenge site, some boxes started shaking. Suddenly Duncan popped out from the pile. He grunted and rubbed his arm. Once he cleared his head, he looked around. No one had come to get him. The Ex-con grimaced.
Confessional (Duncan): "Yup," he said, annoyed "I pretty much hate everyone on my team right now."
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At the roller rink, all the female competitors were in place. Sanders, Courtney, Gwen and Jasmine stood next to their rivals: Amy, Dawn, Samey and Zoey. Jo and Macarthur stood further behind the groups.
"Now to explain how this will work, again" Chris started "Jo and Macarthur will be blockers for their respective teams. They can cause any matter of chaos to eliminate the other team. I'm not entirely sure if this is how roller derby actually works, but I don't care. And unlike the last game, you may maim each other to your heart's content. After twenty minutes, whichever team has the most amount of players remaining will be the winners. So competitors...on your marks…"
The girls readied themselves. Jo scrunched her nose, while Macarthur psyched herself by slapping her cheeks.
"...get set…"
Heather looked at her nails, while Alejandro and Scott watched the competition. Zoey sniffled, but tried to remain focused.
"...Get...to it!"
Chef sounded a horn and the race was one. Quickly almost every competing competitor rolled forward, each trying to get ahead. Jo and Macarthur bumped shoulder to shoulder, from the back. Courtney tried to prevent herself from bumping into anyone, while Jasmine tried to maintain balance. She was standing up right, but losing momentum.
Jo noticed this and pushed away from Macarthur. Quickly thinking, she held her hands out and shoved Jasmine forward. The Aussie was caught off guard as she was sent careening towards the wall. She crashed straight into it and fell over, landing face first in the dirt, but with her legs still hanging in the air.
Noah tried stifling a laugh, but couldn't help it. He looked at Owen, who turned to him, a little confused. Noah elbowed him, and Owen realized what he meant. He started laughing nervously. Jasmine glared at both of them.
Confessional (Jasmine): "I thought Owen was a cool guy. But I guess I was wrong. He's just another Noah."
Confessional (Owen): "I really hope Jasmine doesn't think I'm a jerk because I laughed at her." He paused. "Not that...Noah is a jerk. I-I think...or don't think."
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The challenge continued with the rest of the competitors. Courtney was finally able to regain her balance and kept up with everyone else. Macarthur and Jo led the pack, fighting to get ahead of each other.
"I've eaten chumps like you for breakfast." Macarthur provoked
"Well, I don't go down that easy, Crapper." Jo retorted.
Macarthur kept pushing, but thought about what Jo had said. "Is that supposed to be a pun on me being a copper, you just replaced it with 'crap?' "
Jo blinked, unsure of what the cadet was getting at. "Uh- I uh- I guess?"
Macarthur kept staring for a few seconds, before nodding. "Not bad. Not a bad nickname."
The two kept pushing, but Jo was clearly miffed by the conversation.
Jasmine got off the ground and went to take a seat on the bench, away from Noah and Owen though. Gwen was having no issue in roller blading, she easily gilded forward, trying to avoid getting pushed. Then she noticed that Zoey was in front of her. She rolled next to her friend. She could see the expression of the indie chick. It was hard to read, but Zoey was clearly focusing on what was in front of her. .
"Umm..Zoey?" Gwen said. Zoey didn't say anything. She didn't even break focus. Gwen continued. "Zoey, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry that-"
"It's fine, Gwen." said Zoey, in an uncharacteristically cold manner.
Gwen was caught off guard by this. She paused, thinking of something else to say. "Look, if you ever want to talk, I'm-"
"I SAID I'M FINE!" Zoey suddenly raised her arms in frustration. Her left hand grazed Gwen's face, causing her to slip up. She stumbled, trying to keep her balance. She closed her eyes as she fell backwards.
Suddenly, she stopped. She opened her eyes, realizing she didn't hit the ground, but was somehow still moving. She looked up to see…
"Courtney?!"
The CIT had caught Gwen before she could hit the ground and was now holding her by her armpits, rolling both of them at the same time. Courtney smiled reassuringly, but it didn't last. Jo noticed the two and rammed her elbow into Courtney. The CIT was sent off the track, carrying Gwen with her and both fell on the inside part of the course, onto the grass.
"...And it looks like the Shark Cowboys lost another two players." Chris announced.
Zoey realized what she had done and stopped in her tracks. She looked at Courtney and Gwen in the grass, both rubbing their possible injuries. She didn't get a chance to feel remorse. Suddenly, Macarthur appeared in front of her and clotheslined her. She fell back and out of bounds.
"The Bobcats have lost their first player!" Chris called.
Now Zoey was left to grieve and think about what she had done.
"It is now four on two, with the Vengeful Bobcats carrying a big lead."
Sanders realized her situation and was becoming a little doubtful, until Macarthur rolled up to her.
"We've totally got this." She said reassuringly.
Sanders didn't answer, but after looking at her confident partner, she nodded back.
"We'll take 'em out one by one." Macarthur added. The two continued forward
Amy kept rolling on. She wasn't going very fast and was barely managing to stay upright. She was suddenly passed by Jo, who didn't take much notice of her. But following Jo, Samey appeared. She was tailing the jockette. Amy suddenly got an idea.
Confessional (Amy): "The way I see it, I have two options. I can either keep going and risk potentially getting eliminated. Or, I could humiliate Jo and pin the blame on Samey." She smirked to herself. "My choice is obvious."
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Amy crept closer and closer towards the two. She was about to push her sister into Jo, when a flash of blue . Samey suddenly slowed, not knowing that her sister was directly behind her. She fell into her sister's arms. "A-Amy?!" She cried "What are you doing?!"
Before Amy could respond, the blue flash appeared again. It was Sanders. But where was Macarthur? Suddenly Amy felt hands pushing her from behind. She and Samey started increasing in speed. Macarthur was pushing both of them, directly towards the wall. She gave them one last push, into the wall. They crashed, flipped over and fell into the dirt. Both sisters winced in pain. They were out.
Confessional (Amy): "Spare-Amy got lucky. I was so close to convincing Jo to get rid of her." She crossed her arms in frustration, but then came to realization. "Yet again. Alejandro and Scott could easily have seen what I was doing, so maybe it was kind of a good thing I didn't get to do it. Next time, I gotta plan that better"
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"Just like that, the twins have been eliminated." Chris commented. "That makes it two on two. Jo and Dawn vs the Cadets. This should be good."
"We can take out these two, no problem." Macarthur said to her partner. Sanders nodded and grinned.
"Let's do this," she responded.
Macarthur went ahead towards Jo. Sanders was about to follow when…
"Hey, guys!" came an annoyed and sarcastic shout.
Sanders was caught off guard. She turned to see where the voice came from.
It was Duncan.
He was angrily pointing and shouting at his team, but Sanders didn't hear what he was saying. Her eyes were fixated on the sudden appearance of the ex-con. It might have benefited to watch where she was going though.
"Sanders!" cried out Macarthur
Sanders suddenly snapped back to reality. But it was too late. She looked forward just in time to hit the barrier and crashed over the other side, landing on her back onto the dirt. It took a few moments to regain her composure. The rest of her team saw what had happened.
Confessional (Cody): "Why does everyone on every show I've ever seen have a thing for criminals? And not even that, why Duncan?"
Confessional (Courtney): "As a former 'associate' of that excon, I would highly recommend staying away from him, unless you want your heart torn in two."
Confessional (Owen): "Wow Duncan's really good at attracting cops." He chuckled. "That means two things…"
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"Now Macarthur is the only competitor for the Shark Cowboys remaining. But she still has a chance to win it all for her team." Chris announced.
Macarthur slapped herself in the face a few times.
"Alright" she psyched herself up. "You've totally got this. Just think back to Vancouver, at that Dairy Queen. You got through that, you'll get through this."
She started to speed up towards her rivals. She tried to fight Jo to get past her. The two pushed each other.
Jo's team watched with interest and what was going to happen. Well, everyone except Heather. She didn't seem that interested. But something did catch her eye. She noticed one of the planks of wood that made up the roller ink. It was sticking slightly up. She moved her foot underneath it and pushed up. The board was looser than the rest. She pushed it up slightly with her foot. With little resistance, it lifted up as did the rest of the board.
Heather put the board back down and turned. Her eyes fell on Jo and Macarthur, both pushing each other in an attempt to knock the other one out.
The Diva gave a devilish grin as the two passed.
Confessional (Heather): "The way I see it, I have a chance to cause someone to crash. If it's the cop, our team gets a win and if it's Jo, I get to laugh at her expense. It's a win-win.
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Heather watched as the two went around in a circle, neither of them giving up their spot. Once the two entered the straight away that Heather was at, she subtly lifted the board. Macarthur somehow noticed this and moved to the inside track, but Jo wasn't so lucky. Her right roller hit the wood, causing her entire leg to jerk backwards. She tried to regain balance, but it was useless. She swayed her arms in a desperate attempt to not fall back, as Heather gleefully watched. Jo's roller blades finally hit the inside grass section of the track and she stopped suddenly. She landed unceremoniously on her rump. She took a few moments to realize what just happened before angrily gripping a handful of grass and tearing it out from the ground. Heather leaned back, satisfied by her interference. Little did she know, Alejandro had seen the whole thing from his bench. He looked back at Jo, who was taking off her roller blades.
He could've called Heather out.
He could've certified his place in the alliance.
He could've done something.
But instead he watched as Jo walked towards him and Scott.
He didn't say a word.
"Now, we're down to two. Macarthur for the Cowboys and Dawn for the Bobcats. Who is gonna win for their team. Remember, if the Cowboys win this one, they win the whole thing."
Macarthur, realizing the chance she had, picked up the pace. Dawn hadn't been touched once during the challenge. She remained in her normal relaxed state the entire time. No one was even sure if she had moved her legs.
The two teams cheered their respective teammates. Macarthur tried catching up to Dawn, but the Moonchild was somehow moving faster than her. She glided on the corners with the greatest of ease. Macarthur got more confused and frustrated. She sped up again, but it did nothing for her. She watched as Dawn rolled out of reach. Macarthur panted, debating if she should give up. She looked at her team. They were cheering her on. Macarthur kept staring at them, then faced forward.
Confessional (Macarthur): "I'm one of four finalists on my team. I have a chance to win it all for them. I ain't about to let some dollar store fortune teller stop me."
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The burly cadet gritted her teeth and turned her hat backwards. She went faster. And faster. Finally, she found herself getting closer to her rival. Dawn didn't seem aware of it. Macarthur was directly behind her now, barely keeping up. The Cowboys and Bobcats watched in anticipation. Macarthur was inches away from grabbing Dawn. She raised both of her arms up. She was gonna take her down. She was gonna win the game. She was gonna have a big celebration and Courtney was gonna tell her she did a great job and she was gonna say nod and then go find a quiet space to cry because her favorite contestant just said she did a great job. She was-
At the last possible moment, Dawn moved out Macarthur's grasp. The cadet was caught off guard and lost control. Her feet jerked back and forth and arms flew around like a maniac. A turn was coming up. Dawn easily moved through it, but Macarthur went straight. She hit the retaining wall and, unlike the rest, crashed through it. She lay in the dirt, groaning in pain. The Shark Cowboys watched what happened, mouths agape, while the Vengeful Bobcats cheered as Dawn rolled around the rink.
Chris watched from the sidelines. "The Bobcats win this round. The score is 1-1. We're gonna have to go to a tiebreaker. Everyone take five while we set everything up."
The teams dispersed, while Chris, Chef and some interns stayed behind.
Sanders walked with the rest of her group.
Confessional (Sanders): "I still don't know what happened. Why was I so distracted that I couldn't pay attention to what was in front of me?" She shook her head. "It's probably nothing…right?"
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"Excuse me?"
Sanders snapped out of her thoughts to see Courtney walking towards her. She had a suspicious look on her face.
"What's going on between you and Duncan?" she asked bluntly.
Sanders wasn't expecting that kind of response. "I uh...I-I don't know...what you mean." she stuttered.
Courtney raised an eyebrow. "You were doing so well in the challenge. Then Duncan shows up, who I might add isn't even on our team, and you lose focus and crash. Sound familiar?"
Sanders couldn't think of a way to retort. What was she supposed to say? She didn't even know the answer.
Luckly, she didn't need one.
"Oh, there you are."
Courtney and Sanders turned to see Gwen walking up to them. She was looking at Courtney. She then turned to the cadet. "Hey Sanders. Can I have a minute to talk with Courtney?"
Sanders didn't waste a second to take the opportunity. "Of course. I'm out of here. I'll see ya guys later." She chuckled nervously, even giving an uncharacteristic finger snap as she left.
When she was out of sight, Gwen turned back to Courtney. Neither said a word, but they clearly wanted to. Gwen took a deep breath.
"Courtney, I-"
"I'm sorry."
Gwen blinked, surprised by the CIT, who continued. "About everything. I'm sorry for not thinking about how Mike's elimination would affect Zoey. I know you two are friends and it was selfish of me to only think about myself. I'm also sorry for putting the game ahead of you. I did that once before and it…severed our…friendship for a while. So, I'm sorry."
Gwen paused, thinking of what to say next. Courtney's look of hope and guilt was enough to tell her she was telling the truth. Finally she sighed. "You were thinking of the team. I can't be mad at you for that. I know how serious you take this game. So...I guess I can forgive you."
Courtney gave a small smile. Gwen returned it and held out her arms for a hug. Courtney gave an unsure look. "Ok...I know what you want, but our agreement was to remain professional unless there was a-"
She was cut off by Gwen's embrace. Courtney didn't react at first, but after realizing where she was, she gave a small smile and reluctantly returned the hug.
Soon enough, the competitors were called back for the tiebreaker challenge. It was somewhat similar to the guy's challenge. They were all at the girls challenge area, but there was an addition. Next to the roller rink was a pile of boxes. It wasn't as big as the first challenge's pile. And it wasn't in one pile like the earlier challenge. Rather, it was a series of smaller piles.
"The tie breaker challenge will be a mix of both challenges." Chris announced, he pointed to the pile of boxes. "This time instead of climbing the boxes for the flags, it's your job to find the flags inside the boxes. Once you find a flag of your own, whichever guy finds it will pass it on the whichever girl is on their team. They then have to do one lap around the roller rink with the flag in hand. Once the three flags have been found and all three laps have been completed, that team will be declared the winner, while the losing team sends another player home. Now for this challenge, only three girls will be competing."
Immediately, Heather started walking away. Chris pointed at her. "I don't think so, Heather. You aren't getting to pick who sits out this time. I will. And since you didn't compete in the last challenge, you get to participate in this one."
The diva stopped, dead in her tracks "What?!" she shrieked. Several of her teammates snickered at this.
Chris continued. "I will also have Jo and...Zoey, competing in this challenge as well."
Jo grinned at the opportunity , but Zoey wasn't as excited.
Confessional (Zoey): "I feel bad about hitting Gwen. She didn't deserve it. I really hope I can apologize at some point."
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The chosen Shark Cowboys were Macarthur, Jasmine and Gwen. Macarthur was hyped to compete again, but like Zoey, Jasmine wasn't as excited.
Confessional (Jasmine): "I haven't been doing too well in this challenge…or any others really. I lost my cool in Italy, wasted watermelons in Scotland and I was the first eliminated in the Roller Rink. I need to step it up this time."
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The guys lined up for their challenge. Chris didn't have anyone take off their shirts this time.
"So remember, smash the box, grab the flag and bring it on over. That's the name of the game." Announced Chris. "And the challenge begins...now."
Chef sounded a horn. Everyone except Noah sprinted towards the boxes. Scott and Duncan got to work smashing boxes. Alejandro held the boxes to his ear and shook them around, trying to hear if anything was in them.
Cody was doing the same as Alejandro, while Owen was picking up boxes and smashing them on the ground. Noah...was casually leaning against the boxes, not doing anything. Owen noticed this.
"Hey, buddy." he asked, "Ya gonna help?"
Noah rolled his eyes. "Honestly, I don't think I'm suited for this challenge. Breaking boxes is more of a…big person thing. It's more up your alley."
Owen blinked, not certain if Noah was insulting him or not. He decided it was best to ignore it and move on.
Scott, from a distance, watched the two, with a devilish smirk on his face.
Zoey and the rest of the competitors watched the guys do their challenge. She looked over to Gwen, who wasn't standing too far from her. She still felt guilty, but figured this was her chance. Quietly, she walked up to the goth.
"Hey, Gwen?" she whispered
Gwen turned, confused. "Yeah?" she said, hesitantly.
"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for hitting you earlier. It wasn't right of me and I totally get it if you're mad."
Gwen was more worried about what her and Zoey's team would think of the two of them talking together. "Ummm…" she replied "That's ok, Zoey. I'm alright. Thanks, though."
Zoey's face went from surprise to relief in the matter of seconds. She went back to her team, while Gwen stared at her weirdly.
Confessional (Gwen): "Ok. First it was Duncan trying to talk to me. Now Zoey. Does anyone understand that we are on separate teams?!" she groaned "I really hope this isn't another Trent situation."
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Duncan and Scott each smashed a box onto the ground at the same time. Duncan eyed it for a few seconds, before noticing something. He reached forward and picked up a red flag. He then ran towards Heather, Jo and Zoey.
He held the flag out. "One of you take it so-"
Heather immediately swiped the flag from the ex-con. "Let's get this over with." she grumbled.
She got on the roller rink and started skating.
Owen ran up to his team shortly after, breathing heavily and with a blue flag in hand. He held it out.
"I totally got this one, guys." Macarthur said, confidently.
"No." Owen panted. "The first one should go to Jasmine."
The Aussie raised an eyebrow at this. "What? Why me? I'm easily the worst at skating."
"Exactly...no offense. If you start now, then you won't have to worry about it later."
Jasmine stared at him for a few seconds, before crossing her arms. "Did Noah tell you that?" she said dully.
Owen stared for a few seconds, trying to think of something to say. "Uhh…."
"Did you tell her she's completely useless in this challenge yet?" Noah called. "And that if we have any chances of winning, she needs to go first?"
Owen sighed. "I wanted to say it in a nicer way." he said sympathetically.
Jasmine exhaled, but she almost looked hurt this time. She grabbed the flag and tied her skate laces. Heather had already halfway around the rink already.
Owen watched as Jasmine struggled to maintain balance. He could hear Noah laughing from behind him.
Confessional (Owen): "I usually like it when Noah laughs. But this time...I'm not sure...He's got this really high pitched laugh...But right now it makes him sound like an evil movie guy committing some dastardly plan."
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"Now that Heather has completed one lap, the Bobcats take the lead." Chris announced. He looked over at the still struggling Jasmine, who by this point, had made it halfway around the circle, clinging to the wall.
Heather sat back next to Jo and Zoey, clearly not interested in anything happening. Jo looked at her other teammate. "You got this one, Red?" she asked Zoey
"Ummm...I guess?" Zoey asked, unsure
"Good. And whatever you do, don't let your weird boyfriend being gone from the game distract you. Focus on the challenge."
Zoey wasn't having any issues with doing the challenge, but now that Jo had mentioned Mike, she seemed less confident.
Jo didn't seem to notice and slapped the Indie Chick on the back. Zoey stumbled forward from the sudden impact. Then she looked up at the still grinning Jo, unsure how to react.
Owen was still smashing boxes, but he was doing it more aggressively than normal. He was still thinking about Noah and how he was acting. He didn't want to admit it, but the way his friend was acting was bothering him.
Confessional (Owen): He looked frustrated"I don't get it. Noah came onto the show saying he wanted things to be different this time. He said he needed a 'winning edge,' whatever that is. But whatever it is, I don't understand what it has to do with…being a…" She tried thinking of a word. "Being a- saying mean things to people."
Confessional (Scott): "I don't really care about whatever that big guy is going through, but I know exactly how he can help me."
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Scott looked over at the roller rink challenge, more specifically at Sanders. He grinned, before turning back to Owen. He started walking towards him.
"You know." He started, innocently. "I see that look in your eyes." Owen didn't say anything and focused on the boxes. Scott continued. "You don't know how to feel about this...this whole...villain thing."
Owen gave a confused look from this. He stopped what he was doing and turned around. "What are you talking about? I'm not a villain."
Scott chuckled. "Of course not. But you do hang around some villainous people."
Owen immediately turned to Noah.
Scott grinned. "Funny you knew who I was talking about…"
"Noah's not…" Owen trailed off.
While he was thinking, Scott was placing himself between Owen and Sanders. "Well I mean think about it. He's done nothing but make fun of your teammate, only think about himself, put you in danger…"
Owen was starting to get frustrated. He wanted to deny it, but…
"...I bet he doesn't even care about you anymore." Scott finished.
That was the last straw. In a blind fit of rage, Owen picked up a box and chucked it towards Scott. But the country boy saw it coming. Quickly, he moved out of the way. Owen suddenly realized the mistake he made.
The box flew towards the exact spot Scott wanted it to go. Sanders. The cadet was none the wiser. She saw the box from the corner of her eye. But by that point, she couldn't stop it. She covered her face and waited for the impact.
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Sanders opened her eyes. The box had not hit her. She looked up to see what happened. Standing in front of her was the last thing she expected. Duncan had caught the box and was holding it a few feet from her face.
He looked a little tense.
The two locked eyes. It was incredibly awkward for both of them. Everyone else, except for Jasmine, had stopped what they were doing. Duncan's team was now giving him suspicious looks.
Thinking quickly, Duncan smashed the box on the ground in an attempt to play it off. The box broke into pieces and, surprisingly, it had a flag in it.
It was a blue flag though. One that belonged to the Shark Cowboys.
Duncan knew he had just made things worse.
Noah walked up to him and casually picked up the flag. He carried a smug grin.
"Good job, Owen," he called. "Couldn't have done it without you." He went up to Gwen and handed it to her. She was also stunned by what happened. Duncan realized that all eyes were still on him and now he looked even worse because of it.
Scott cackled quietly from a distance.
Cody, who hadn't been around to see what had happened, was searching through the boxes. None of them seemed to have anything in them. He picked one up, shook it and, disappointingly, put it down.
Something was watching him though, but Cody was unaware. The boxes behind him moved around a little. Cody heard the noise and turned around.
Nothing seemed out of place.
He went back to searching, but was more wary this time. Whatever was after him was getting closer and closer. A nearby box fell over, hit the ground, but didn't break. Cody turned and saw it. He checked it out. His nerves were worsening. He looked around to his left, then to his right. He was about to look back, when his head suddenly shot back to the left. A pair of glowing eyes were staring at him through the boxes. Cody stared back at it in frozen fear. A hand suddenly reached out, but he moved just in time. He turned around and ran away from whatever was after him. The eyes disappeared into the darkness of the boxes
Meanwhile, Alejandro had just smashed another box. This time, it had a red flag in it. He smiled and picked it up. The pile of boxes were slowly dwindling down. The awkward moment between Duncan and Sanders had passed, but it was still present among most of the competitors. The latino strood up to his female teammates and smiled. He looked down at Heather, and grinned. Heather didn't change her scowl, but turned away not wanting him to see her blush. Alejandro knew, though.
"Alright, Romeo." Interrupted Jo. "Give the flag to red-head and we'll still have a chance."
Alejandro frowned slightly, but handed the flag to Zoey. She took it and headed to the roller rink. Gwen had already finished her lap and Jasmine finally finished hers as well.
Jo glared at Alejandro and was about to say something when she heard something. Alejandro noticed it too. In fact, most of the standing competitors noticed it as well. It sounded like high pitched screaming, accompanied by the sound of boxes being knocked over.
Cody suddenly appeared, out of breath and very pale. "Chris?" he panted "Did you...put something...in with the boxes?"
Chris looked at Chef, confused. Chef just shrugged. "I don't think so. It should just be boxes."
Cody started catching his breath. "Well, there's something in there and it almost got me. I don't know what it is but-"
Cody stopped. All the competitors were not paying attention to him. They all had their mouths agape. Zoey finished her lap and stopped at the wall. She looked up to where everyone else was looking. She gasped. "Is that…?"
Cody reluctantly turned around and looked up. His eyes shrunk in pure terror.
At the top of the small box mountain was a familiar face.
It was Sierra.
But she looked very different. Her recently grown ponytail had lost most of its purple color and instead was replaced with disgusting greasy and white stripes. Her jeans were slightly torn and stained. Her eyes had turned yellow and to top all of it off, she was no longer wearing her usual top. She was wearing…
"Is that my shirt?" Cody said, forgetting to be scared for a second.
Sierra foamed at the mouth, before her eyes landed on Cody.
"So does this mean Sierra's gone feral?" Gwen asked Courtney.
Suddenly, Sierra jumped down towards Cody. He jumped out of the way, before she could land. But now he was trapped between the feral fan and the wall of boxes. Sierra turned around and crept towards him.
"Hey!" Called Gwen. Sierra turned to her. Gwen bravely walked towards her. "Leave him alone!"
Feral Sierra hissed. Cody realized his chance. Quickly, he started climbing the boxes. Sierra turned back and realized he was out of reach. So she started climbing too.
The competitors watched with interest and worry. Scott was laughing at the whole ordeal. As Cody climbed, he kept knocking boxes over. One of them bounced down the pile, until it smashed on the ground. Scott looked at it and stopped laughing.
It had a red flag.
He ran towards it. Cody was still trying to avoid Sierra. But eventually the feral beast grabbed his leg. Cody tried to shake it off, but it did nothing. Thinking quickly, he grabbed a nearby box. Sierra was pulling herself towards him. The Code-miester held up the box, screamed and smashed it over Sierra's head. The feral fan was dazed from the impact and started to fall back. Cody noticed something though. A blue flag was in her hair. He reached out to grab it, forgetting his situation. He lost balance and fell forward onto Sierra.
Scott had just grabbed the flag, when he was crushed by the two. Both he and Cody still had their flags in hand, but were knocked out
Duncan and Owen looked at it, then each other, then sprinted towards them. Duncan grabbed the red flag first and ran back to his team. "Take it!" he yelled, handing it to Jo.
The Jockette wasted no time and got on the rink. Seconds later, Owen handed his flag to Macarthur. The Cadet quickly got onto the rink.
The race was on.
Macarthur was right behind Jo, when they entered the first turn. Jo tried blocking her from passing, but Macarthur wouldn't let up. She grabbed Jo's shoulder and pulled herself ahead. Jo then grabbed the strap on Macarthur's vest and put herself back in the lead. They were entering the second, and last turn. Jo held the outside track and tried to push Macarthur into the wall. Macarthur was a step ahead though. She put one roller blade onto the wall, using it as part of the roller rink track. Jo tried pushing more, but it wasn't doing anything. Macarthur suddenly pushed against the wall. This forced Jo off of her and out of the way. Jo was pushed too far. Her rollerblade hit the dirt and stopped suddenly, sending her face first into the ground.
Macarthur surged forward and crossed the finish line.
"...And Macarthur seals the victory for the Shark Cowboys!" Chris exclaimed.
Macarthur took a victory lap, holding both her hands up in the air, cheering loudly. The rest of her team cheered her on. Even Courtney was impressed.
Confessional (Courtney): "Ok, I'll admit it. That cadet did well today. That doesn't mean she'll do good tomorrow. Or the day after that. But she pulled through today...doesn't mean I like her."
Static.
Owen picked up the woozy Cody, while Duncan carried the knocked out Scott by his shoulder.
"Alright" Chris said "Let's get out of here, before Feral Sierra wakes up!"
The rest of the competitors thought that was a good idea and did exactly that.
Later, at the loser cabin, Alejandro was sitting on the steps. His thoughts were soon cut off, when he noticed someone walking towards him. Alejandro quickly stood up and was about to say something, but was cut off.
"I know we've had our differences," Heather started. "We don't always get along and maybe we hate each other sometimes. But I know I can count on you when I need it." She paused. Alejandro didn't say anything, but seemed curious. Heather went on. "I talked to a few people already, and they think we should eliminate Duncan. He's not going to be any help if he's distracted by that cadet, so he should be the one who goes. What do you think?"
Alejandro didn't say anything at first. His throat ran dry and he stuttered. "I-I...uh…"
"Give me an answer!" Heather raised her voice.
"Yes." Alejandro said, abruptly. "You can count on me."
And to his surprise Heather gave a smile, and then...kissed him on the cheek. The Latino put his hand to his face, stunned.
Heather turned and walked away. "Don't think that means anything…"
Alejandro smiled, but it quickly faded.
Now what?
Later that night, the Vengeful Bobcats were at the elimination ceremony. Chris stood in front of them with a plate of marshmallows.
"I honestly don't have much to say. This was a close game that could've gone either way." he smirked. "So I figured we need to up the ante on tonight's elimination ceremony. So I have three surprises for all of you. But first...time to vote."
Confessional (Duncan): "I'm still pissed at my team. But I can only choose one to vote for, so I'm gonna pick that weird creepy girl because she's weird and creepy."
Confessional (Zoey): "I'm kinda mad at Jo for what she said about Mike. She's also way too intense. Like...more so than usual."
Confessional (Heather): "Goodbye...Duncan" She checked off a picture of the ex-con, with a marker.
Confessional (Jo): "Goodbye...Queen-Bee." She checked off a picture of Heather.
Confessional (Scott): "It doesn't make sense to expose Duncan, then vote for someone else, but I don't care. I can use it to my advantage whenever I want." He checked off Heather's picture
Confessional (Alejandro): He had a picture of Duncan in one hand, and Heather in the other. He looked nervously between the two.
Static.
Chris now held a stack of pictures, looking through them with interest. "Alrighty then, the votes are in. Time for the first surprise." He pointed to the left. All the competitors turned to see the other competitors walking towards them.
Chris continued "I figured we'd let the Shark Cowboys get a front row seat to tonight's elimination."
Duncan caught a glimpse of Gwen.
"What's the second surprise, Mclean?" Jo asked
"In a sec, Jo. First we announce who's safe and who isn't." He picked up the first marshmallow. "The following players are safe…Alejandro, Scott, Samey, Amy, Dawn…"
"Oh, come on!" Duncan shouted. "She's weird and creepy, why is she allowed to stay?!" He looked at the moonchild, who just smiled innocently at him. Duncan simply rolled his eyes.
Chris went on.
"Zoey, Jo…"
He stopped. The only two competitors left were Duncan and Heather. Chris laughed. "I can't believe it! Two winners of Total Drama, now on the elimination block, all before the merge!" The ex-con looked nervously at Heather, then at Zoey. Heather didn't seem concerned. Macarthur gripped Sanders' vest with anticipation from their viewing point.
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The diva smirked as the marshmallow landed in her lap. Duncan, on the other hand, was speechless. He looked around at his team. Zoey gave him a look of sympathy. Jo was lost in thought.
Duncan finally looked towards the Shark Cowboys. Gwen and Courtney were staring at him, not happy, not sad. Just two blank stares. Finally, the ex-con sighed in defeat and started walking towards the dock. Chris watched as he passed him. He stood quietly, still smirking to himself.
"Hey, Duncan?"
The ex-convict turned. "What?!" He said annoyed.
Chris reached into his pocket and pulled out a marshmallow. "Here's my second surprise." He tossed it to Duncan, who barely caught it.
"What?!" he responded
"Yeah" Heather stood up. "What?!" His other teammates were equally shocked.
Even the Cowboys were surprised by this.
Chris broke their concentration. "And this is where my third and final surprise comes in…" He raised a hand and pointed a finger at…
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The Shark Cowboys.
"Cody is the one going home tonight!"
"Wait, what?" said Gwen
Before she, Cody or anyone else could say anything, Chef picked up the geek and took him to Chris.
"You see, Cody?" Chris explained. "I knew Sierra was here from the start. Apparently her parachute went off too early and she got caught on the plane. And, needless to say, she's been pretty busy. She interfered in the watermelon challenge, the volleyball challenge, the balloon challenge and, as you've just learned, the one from today."
The competitors were surprised by this.
"She tried to attack me…" Cody said, still processing everything.
Chris nodded. "Exactly. And as much as I would love to have a Zeke 2.0 this season, her mom has come in contact with the producers and, surprisingly, she doesn't like her daughter being even more of a creep than she already is. Now I could just get a team to capture her, but I figured this would be easier."
"So it's the dock of shame for me?" Cody asked.
Chris smirked at him. "Not exactly…"
Cody was now, not on the boat of losers, but in the cannon from Pahkitew Island.
"This is the Launch of Shame," Chris announced. "Which should give you a head start on feral Sierra."
The rest of Cody's team came to see him off. "We'll miss you, Cody." called Gwen.
"This was supposed to be your redemption." Macarthur cried into Sanders' vest. Her partner was patting her on the back, trying to ease her pain.
Cody sighed.
"I gotta admit. I'll miss you, Cody. I was rooting for you." Chris said.
Cody perked up a little. "Really?"
Chris snickered. "No."
He pulled the cord and the cannon shot, sending Cody screaming and flying out into the sky. The Cowboys and Chris watched him until he disappeared. Then Chris turned to the camera.
"The Cowboys have lost another player. How will they adapt? Will they adapt? And is Sierra really gone? Find-"
At that moment, rustling could be heard from a nearby bush. Feral Sierra crawled out of it, sniffing the air. She looked at the cannon, then at Chris, then out into the water. She quickly ran forward and dove into the ocean and started swimming out towards the direction Cody was launched. Chris looked back at the camera.
"Well that answers that. Find out what is waiting for these competitors when we change things up. On the next episode of...Total...Drama...L...egends!"
Zoey sat on the steps of the loser cabin by herself. It was late at night, and she was looking up at the stars.
No matter what happens she said to herself I'm not gonna let you being gone stop me from winning. I'll do this for us, Mike. For us.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the presence of someone sitting next to her.
"I'm...sorry your boyfriend got eliminated." Duncan said, quietly and not looking at his friend.
Zoey was caught off guard, but started to tear up. She smiled and hugged Duncan by the arm, still looking up at the stars. Duncan sighed and looked up with her.
Vengeful Bobcats: Amy, Samey, Duncan, Scott, Alejandro, Dawn, Zoey, Jo and Heather
Shark Cowboys: Gwen, Courtney, Macarthur, Sanders, Noah, Owen and Jasmine
Placement:
22nd: Sierra
21st: Lightning
20th: Tyler
19th: Leshawna
18th: Mike
17th: Cody
Votes:
Duncan: Samey, Dawn, Heather, Alejandro
Heather: Amy, Jo, Scott
Jo: Zoey
Dawn: Duncan