---Due to popular belief, and what I said at the end of the last chapter, this is far from over! And to apologize for scaring most of you, this chapter is extra long! EXTRA LONG!! It's actually two chapters in one. I didn't want to, but it had to be done this way for reasons that you will find as you read.
Take notice of my new break marks. kept taking away my old ones, so I'm using these now. I miss my old ones; they looked like the eye of Ra.
I'll get around to checking out everyone's info page, and if I see a fic that looks interesting I'll read it. Angst and Humor are top on my list of things to read.
Any one that wants to read the original Script style of Survivor can find it on my website, the URL can be found on my bio page.
Ubber Thanks Windy-chan!!!!!---
Day Nineteen
Seto sat on the Amerex beach with the rather large box next to him. He hadn't opened it yet, and he wasn't planning to. He didn't care about some stupid box. That wasn't going to help him get off the island. He needed to think of a plan, and here in the peacefulness of the morning on the beach is where he would think of one. Or so he thought.
"So what'd you get?" Atemu asked, walking up behind Seto, derailing his train of thought.
"Don't know," Seto shrugged, annoyed that he had been bothered in such a way, for such a trivial thing, "I haven't opened it."
"Awww," Atemu pouted, moving in front of Seto, "I want to see what's in it."
"Too bad."
"Come on!" Atemu said, excitedly jumping up and down, "Open it! Open it! Open it!"
"Ok, Pharaoh!" Seto said angrily, "If you'll shut up!"
"Yay!"
Seto shook his head hopelessly at the Pharaoh as he opened the box, only to find it full of bottles with letters in them. Atemu took some of the letters out and read over them.
"Hey, these are all from Mikari."
"Is that all it is; letters?" Seto asked, sorry he opened the box, even though the letters were from Mikari. Well, at least that was a good thing, right?
"Looks like it," Atemu said, looking though the rest of the bottles, "Oh, this one's not from her."
"Let me see that!" Seto snapped, snatching the note away from Atemu.
Hey Seto! These were found all over the Island. I'm sick of picking them up! If I get one more I'm going to... I don't know... do something bad to your tribe... or something. Lots of love, the Island spirits.
"Oh yeah," Seto rolled his eyes and crumpled up the note, "I really fear you so-called 'Island spirits'."
"FEAR ME!" the voice in the bushes yelled, unsuspectingly scaring both Seto and Atemu to death.
"I loath Jeff with a malice beyond human capability." Marik growled to his lover as the two lounged around the tree house. The blonde growled again as he laid his head in the other boy's lap.
"Me too." Bakura said, entangling his fingers in his lover's unruly locks. Both Marik and Bakura had had enough with Jeff trying to vote Marik off the island when he rightfully didn't deserve to go. Or at least, that's the way they saw it.
"You know what we should do?" Marik asked, smirking.
"What?"
Marik sat up and whispered his plans into Bakura's ear. They both grinned evilly.
"I'm going to bite you." Bakura said seductively, wrapping his arms around his blonde lover.
"Really?" Marik asked enthusiastically.
"Yup." Bakura said, licking Marik's ear.
"Why?"
"Just for fun." Bakura shrugged.
"Yay!"
"Where's Tristan?" Shadii asked impatiently, "He should have been voted off by now."
The Modsine tribe wasn't doing very well on their quest to become sole survivors. It had been nine days since they were formed and so far the only thing they've done was recruit Espa.
"Maybe he already left?" Mai asked. Shadii was about to answer when they heard a loud noise.
"I predict someone's presences." Espa said, looking anxious.
"I don't see anyone!" Shadii said, looking around madly.
"Uh oh..." Tea pointed to a helicopter in the sky, which was heading toward them. The helicopter flew down near them. Jeff stood at the open door, yelling at the outcasts.
"YOU'RE STILL HERE!?"
"OF COURSE WE ARE!" Shadii yelled back.
"WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE!" Tea also yelled.
"IF YOU AREN'T OFF THIS ISLAND BY THE END OF THE DAY, I'LL GIVE YOU TO THE ISLAND SPIRITS!"
"NOOOOOO!" cried the Modsine tribe.
"OFF MY ISLAND!"
Day Twenty
At the Amerex tribe, Isis had finally coaxed her brother to actually join the tribe for once. And like always, he didn't want to, because no matter what, siblings never want to do anything the other wants to. Especially when it involved doing something together, like spending time.
"Isis! I shouldn't be out here," Malik whined, trying to think of every excuse he could use to get away from his sister, "I have to make a new tree house to stay in! I'm vulnerable out here."
"Awww, but it's so nice to spend some time with you, little brother." Isis smiled.
"Shhh!" Malik covered her mouth, "I don't want everyone to know we're related."
Isis rolled her eyes and licked Malik's hand. Malik quickly drew his hand away, looking disgusted.
"Malik," Isis said in a sweet, yet annoyed voice, to her sweet, yet psychotic brother, "They already know that."
"Because of you and your big mouth!" Malik said before storming off into the woods. Isis just simply shook her head and laid down on the ground, wondering how many more days until the game was over and she could be off the island.
Over at Totama, Marik had gone out to fetch Ryou. They wanted to enlighten the hikari on their plans. Ryou was skeptical, but, as Marik thought, he was just being a spoilsport.
"I have a bad feeling about your plan, Marik." Ryou said. Marik sighed, thinking the hikari was trying to get him voted off too.
"What could go wrong?" Marik inquired. Before Ryou could even think to begin to voice the ever growing list of 'what could go wrong', Shadii ran into the clearing...
"Quickly, we need a place to hide from Jeff."
...and right into Ryou, knocking him back into Marik.
"Oops..."
"Shadii?" Ryou said as the blond yami helped him regain his balance, "Didn't you get voted off already?"
"Shadii?" Tea asked, joining them, "Did you find something?"
"What the hell!?" Marik glared at Tea and Shadii, "We already got rid of you losers."
"Well, we're back," Mai joined them, "And we're going to be the ultimate survivors."
"Yeah!" Espa also joined them. Marik blinked at the outcast.
"You guys?"
The members of Modsine nodded and Marik practically fell over laughing.
"Well, right now we need to find somewhere to hide," Shadii said as Marik gained his composure, "Jeff's trying to kick us off the island!"
"Me too!" exclaimed Marik, "Come on! I know just how to get rid of him!"
Modsine grinned and they went up into the tree house to plot. Ryou sighed, still having a bad feeling about the whole idea, but followed them anyways.
Duke sat alone on the beach. He hadn't seen anyone from his tribe since tribal council two days ago.
"I wonder where everyone is?" he asked out loud to himself. Of course, he already knew the answer to the question. They were probably at that tree house Ryou mentioned the first day they had arrived at Totama.
Duke almost wished that he had gone with them to check it out instead of staying with Tristan. But then he figured that hanging out with Marik and Bakura wasn't exactly high on his list of things he enjoyed.
Duke was just about to get up to go get tree mail when a tumble weed rolled by, leaving a piece of paper behind. Duke picked it up and looked at it. It was the tree mail.
"That was convenient." Duke looked around to see maybe where the tumble weed had come from, or where it went.
"To win this time you must be skilled,
An awesome thing you have to build,
Can your invention stand the test?
Or will it only be second best?"
Day Twenty One
"Hello tribes!" Jeff greeted Amerex and Totama as they gathered that afternoon at the Immunity challenge.
"Hello Jeff..." all the castaways said simultaneously in the same mellow tone.
"You all seem to be in good spirits." Jeff smiled.
"That's right Jeff..." the castaways said again.
"Ok..." Jeff gave both the tribes a weird look, "Well then, let's get to the challenge, shall we?"
"Whatever Jeff..." the castaways said, once again, together.
"Stop that!" Jeff yelled with a slight eye twitch, "It's creepy!"
"It was their idea!" Bakura said, pointing to the Amerex tribe.
"How is it our idea!?" Atemu asked.
"You have more people!" Marik said.
"We're just better." Isis said, sticking her tongue out at Totama.
"We'll beat you someday!" said Duke, shaking his fist at Amerex, who laughed at him and the three other members of Totama. Totama counteracted with a piercing glare.
"It was better when they were all being creepy," Jeff muttered to himself. Then he decided to put an end to the arguing, laughing and glaring, "Challenge time!"
"Just get on with it so we can lose." Bakura grumbled.
"That's the spirit!" Malik smiled.
"Shut up hikari!" Marik yelled. Malik sniffed and pouted at his yami.
"Duke and Seto, you're up," Jeff said, "Now for this challenge, you will each have to build something, doesn't matter what. The coolest wins."
"Yes!" Seto said eagerly, but Duke, on the other hand, looked less keen about the challenge.
They both set to work on what they were going to make. Seto work fervently on his thing, while Duke went slowly, having no clue on what he was doing. Twenty minutes later, they were both finished and standing by their project. Jeff walked over to Duke and looked at what he had made.
"I built a box..." Duke grimaced, knowing that it was pathetic and they had already lost.
"That's... wonderful..." said Jeff, also knowing it was pathetic and had already lost, but tried to cheer Duke up anyway, "It really is."
"It sucks..."
Jeff nodded and went over to Seto.
"So what'd you make?"
"It's a Space Time Object Replacement Device," said Seto, grinning broadly, "I like to call it 'STORD'."
"Sounds nifty," Jeff said, getting a closer look of it, "What does it do?"
"Watch."
Seto placed a coconut in STORD and commenced to press some of the buttons. STORD lit up and flashed a few times. The coconut then disappeared and reappeared above Jeff, falling and hitting him in the head.
"Ow..." said Jeff, falling over and twitching slightly.
"We won!" cheered Atemu.
"You'll be going to tribal council again, losers." Seto smirked at the now depressed looking Totama members.
"Whee!" Ryou grinned, "It's not my fault this time!"
When Totama arrived at tribal council that night, they were not the only irritated looking ones. Jeff had survived and recovered from his injury and now stood before the losing tribe, holding ice on his head.
"Stupid Seto and his stupid machine," Jeff muttered angrily, "They should be here."
"Then why aren't they?" Ryou asked curiously.
"Well technically, it was the coolest one," Jeff said, throwing his ice behind him into the bushes, "And the rules said-"
"Screw the rules!" Bakura interrupted, "We're on an island! Rules don't matter!"
"The rules do matter," said the voice in the bush, "Or there'd be no point to the game!"
"There's a point to this game?" Bakura blinked.
"Moron." the voice in the bush muttered.
"I heard that!"
"Stop yelling! You're making my head hurt!" Jeff yelled, wishing he hadn't thrown away his ice, "Just go vote."
It didn't take long to cast the votes, seeing that there were only four people left.
"I'll go tally the votes," Jeff said as soon as they were done, and, like always, he disappeared into the bushes, "What the ma'heck!"
Jeff returned with not only the Millennium Puzzle box, but with Modsine too.
"What are you guys still doing here?" Duke asked, being the only one that was not at the tree house plotting.
"That's what I was wondering..." Jeff said, glaring at the outcasts.
"We are almighty!" Shadii said.
"We are going to be the sole survivors." said Tea.
"Can we watch the votes being read?" Mai asked sweetly.
"Fine whatever."
"Thanks!"
"Ok, the first vote is for Ryou." Jeff said, pulling a piece of paper out of the Millennium Puzzle box.
"Hey!"
"There wasn't anyone else to vote for," Duke said, "Sorry."
"It's ok!" Ryou smiled.
"Uhh..." Duke was getting a very uneasy feeling, "Ok."
"The next vote is for... Jeff!?" Jeff glared at the piece of paper and then at the Totama tribe, "You can't vote for me! I'm the host!! I'M THE HOST!"
"We can vote for whoever we want!" Bakura smirked.
"Yeah!" Marik agreed.
"They're all for me!" Jeff exclaimed, looking though all votes.
"Jeff," Bakura said, standing up, "The tribe has spoken."
"NO!" Jeff screamed, running into the woods.
"Ha!" Bakura laughed, "Now I will be host, and I will be sole survivor!"
"What about me?" Marik asked, "I thought we were in this together!"
"You were just a pawn in the game." Bakura laughed again.
"You used me!?"
"You can't be the survivor!" said Shadii, "We survived being out voted."
"You guys already lost!" Bakura yelled. Modsine glared at him. Marik, on the other hand, was looking like he was about to cry. Ryou saw this and felt sorry for the blond yami.
"Bakura, be nice," Ryou said to his dark side, "You should at least share the title with Marik."
"There can only be one survivor!" said Bakura, "Jeff even said so himself."
"Since when did you begin listening to him?!" Marik snapped.
"Since he said something of value to me."
At that moment, Jeff returned to the tribal council area. All seven Millennium Items with him.
"HA HA!" Jeff said with a psychotic look on his face. A faint glow was coming from the items, "I shall be the sole survivor! I am the most powerful person on this island!"
There was a blinding glow from the Millennium Items as the whole island was sent to the Shadow Realm. Both Totama and Modsine stared at the host frightened as he ran off into the woods laughing.
"Wow..." Joey said as the night seemed to come a lot earlier then usual, "It just got really dark all of a sudden."
"We're in the Shadow Realm!!" Malik panted, hugging Mr. Fuzzy close.
"Malik, stop over reacting." Isis said to her brother.
"But!"
"Enough," Isis said sternly, "It's just really clouded out."
"Grr!" growled Seto, "I can't use my Space Time Object Replacement Device in the dark! It's solar powered."
"See!" Malik whined, "We are in the Shadow Realm!"
"Malik Ishtar we are not-"
"Actually," the voice in the bush interrupted, "We are in the Shadow Realm."
"Told you." Malik muttered. And at that precise moment, Jeff ran down the Amerex beach with all the Millennium Items, still laughing.
"I must go fix this!" said the voice in the bush.
"Look at what you did!" Marik pointed at Bakura as soon as Jeff was gone.
"Me!?" Bakura exclaimed, "This was all your idea!"
"Was not!" Marik glared at his lover, "This was Shadii's idea."
"All I wanted was to be sole survivor." Shadii said solemnly. Duke was looking around scared. He had no idea what was going on, having missed the plotting and not having much experience in the Shadow Realm.
"Guys, stop fighting..." Ryou said quietly, he always hated being in the Shadow Realm.
"You just had to be mad at Jeff, didn't you Ishtar?" Bakura said, turning his back to his lover. He only called Marik by his last name when he was really mad at him.
"He was trying to vote me off." Marik tried to explain to his white haired lover.
"You should be voted off!" Bakura snapped, still not looking at him.
"Uh!" Marik turned away from Bakura, looking hurt.
"Bakura, that was mean!"
Everyone turned to see Laria.
"I-" Bakura blinked, "When'd you get here?"
"I've always been here," Laria said, glaring at all of them, "What did you do!?"
"They voted off the host." Duke squeaked, also not having much experience with the more the slightly psychotic authoress.
"How can you vote the host off?" Laria sighed.
"Very carefully." Shadii said smugly.
"You guys lost. Get out of here." Laria said.
"Make us!" said Tea. There was a gasp. Most of them knew not to talk back to the authoress. Laria snapped her fingers and the Modsine tribe disappeared, never to return to the island.
"There. Now it's time to track down Jeff and get us out of the Shadow Realm." said Laria as she turned to leave.
"Wait," Ryou said. Laria stopped and looked back at him, "No one got voted off really."
"Oh," Laria snapped her fingers once again and Duke disappeared, "There."
With that, Laria ran off into the woods.
Day Twenty Two
Malik sat on the Amerex beach with his tribe. The island was still lost within the Shadow Realm.
"How long do you think it'll take before we get out?" asked Malik.
"I don't know," Atemu shrugged, "Jeff does have all the Millennium Items."
"How will the Island spirits be able to stop him?" Yugi said melodramatically.
"I don't know." Atemu shrugged again.
"You don't know anything, Pharaoh." Seto sneered. Atemu glared at him.
"You seem extra grumpy today." Joey pointed out, as if it was a major discovery.
"I've been here for twenty two days with no technology and I don't have Bluesy either." said Seto. Then he quickly covered his mouth when he realized what he had said. It was too late to take it back now. Everyone had heard, and everyone was snickering, except the Ishtar's.
"Bluesy?" Isis asked, confused to what everyone found so funny.
"Seto's Blue Eyes plushie." Atemu laughed. Seto glared, his cheeks tainted red.
"Awww... Don't worry Seto, you can share Mr. Fuzzy with me." Malik said, handing the sphinx plushie over to the CEO. Seto took it and looked at the plushie for a second. It was cute, not as cute as Bluesy though. He could pretend it was Bluesy... yes, that'll work. He hugged the plushie, smiling a little.
"Thanks Malik."
"You're welcome." Malik beamed.
"What happened to the psychotic person you used to be?" asked Joey.
"He's on the other side of the island."
On the other side of the island, Marik sat alone on the Totama beach. He didn't want to be in the tree house because of Bakura and what he had said the day before at tribal council.
"Stupid Bakura," Marik grumbled to himself, "Stupid game. Stupid Jeff."
At that moment, a box of chocolates with the words, 'To Seto' printed on it washed up besides the blonde yami. He glared at it.
"Stupid- Wait." Marik grabbed the chocolates and ran off.
"Hey guys," Ryou said as he climbed into the tree house. He looked around and saw only his yami mopping in the corner, "Where's Marik?"
"He left," Bakura pouted, "He was mad about me saying that I was the sole survivor."
"I'm sorry," Ryou said. He had never seen his darker half like this before. He looked almost sad, "I'm sure he won't be mad long."
"Kura! Kura! Kura!" Marik said excitedly, climbing up into the tree house.
"See." said Ryou.
"Hey, you were right." Bakura smiled softly.
"Wha'?" Marik blinked.
"Nothing."
"Oh. Anyways!" Marik said, brandishing the box of chocolates, "Lookie!"
"Marik," Bakura smirked, taking the chocolates from the blond spirit, "I love you."
Marik grinned broadly as they began to eat the chocolates.
"Why does it say 'To Seto' on it?" asked Ryou. The two yami's shrugged and continued to eat the chocolates.
Day Twenty Three
Early morning in the Amerex tribe, Atemu sat up to greet the day.
"Isn't it a beautiful day?" Atemu said to his sleeping tribe mates, "The waves are waving, the wind is winding, and the sun is-"
"The sun?" Malik interrupted, sleepily rolling over and opening his eyes to the bright sun light that shone down on them. He sat up and looked around wide-eyed, "We're out of the Shadow Realm!"
Atemu looked around also and finally put it all together.
"... YAY!"
"Tree mail." Ryou said as he climbed up into the tree house later that day.
"So?" asked Marik, who was currently curled up in Bakura's arms.
"Family Feud Survivor's way,
I can't think of what to say,
This chapter is extremely long,
But to have a short chapter would just be wrong."
Day Twenty Four
"Thanks a lot guys for insuring that I can never be sole survivor" Jeff glared at the three remaining members of the Totama tribe when they all gathered for the Immunity challenge.
"Did you even have a chance?" Seto asked.
"Well actually, no," Jeff sighed, "But I did get all the Millennium Items taken away."
"Who has them now?"
"Laria."
"Is that a smart idea?" asked Ryou.
"Probably not." Malik said.
"Well, let's get the challenge started," said Jeff, "Marik vs. Isis, you'll be dueling."
"Yes!" Marik smirked, "I haven't dueled in ages."
"I foresee great things for my tribe"
(Due to Budget cuts and chapter length this duel will not be shown, which is for the best because this duel has never been written.)
"How could I lose!?" Isis exclaimed as Marik laughed evilly, putting his deck away.
"I am the greatest duelist!" Marik laughed.
"I'm the King of Games." Atemu piped in.
"And I'm the host," Jeff said, "Amerex, see you at tribal council."
That night at tribal council, something happened that hadn't happened in a long time. The almighty, undefeatable Amerex tribe gathered at the tribal council area.
"Welcome, Amerex, to your first tribal council in a long time." Jeff greeted them.
"And we were all enjoying our winning strike too..." Atemu said.
"Hopefully, I can finally be voted off." Seto sighed dreamily.
"Not if I vote Isis off first!" Malik smirked.
"Malik! That's it, I'm voting for you!"
"Since I'm the King of Games, I'll be the sole survivor and no one will vote for me." Atemu said self-righteously, everyone looked at him and grinned. He then looked around nervously and gulped.
"Time to vote."
Jeff sat back as the members of Amerex placed their votes.
"I'll go tally the votes." said Jeff as soon as they were done. He walked off into the bushes, and as soon as he disappeared among the foliage there was a flash of lightning and maniacal laughter. Jeff soon returned.
"What was that?" asked Joey.
"Island spirits." Jeff said simply, taking the lid off the Millennium Puzzle box.
"Oh."
"Alright the first vote goes to Isis."
"Malik!"
"What!?" Malik jumped, "I voted for Pharaoh."
"Hey!"
"Vote for Atemu." Jeff said. Atemu glared at Malik as the blond stuck his tongue out at him.
"Another vote for Isis."
"I'm the only sane person on this island," Isis said, "Don't vote me off."
"I'm still sane." Seto said proudly, before everyone started laughing at him.
"Another vote for Isis."
"It's because I'm female isn't it?"
"Mostly." answered Joey.
"A vote for Seto," Jeff looked at it, "...in Seto's handwriting."
"Not my fault I want off this island."
"Whatever," Jeff pulled the last slip of paper out, "The last vote goes to Isis. You know what that means."
"Yeah, yeah," Isis sighed, "The tribe has spoken."
"Don't steal the host's lines!" said the voice in the bush.
"Sheesh..." Isis said, getting up and carrying her torch over to Jeff.
"Time to go." Jeff said, extinguishing it.
"Be nice to the other kids, little brother." Isis said as she ruffled Malik's hair. Malik snapped at her and growled as she left the tribal council area.
---How's that for a chapter! over 3000 words!
Things are about to interesting on the Survivor Island, the whole games about to change, again---