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So for those unaware, FanFiction had an issue where my last chapter: The Fast and the Ridonculous, kept blinking in and out of existence. It's been resolved, and I just wanted to ask that, if you haven't already, go back and read it. It's kind of an important one for what happens here.

WhattheHeck23: Glad you enjoyed it. The Don fakeout was something I was proud of, so I'm glad you were caught off guard.

Gman: A Quiet Place.

Kirbystar: Loved that you loved it. Hopefully, this chapter is just as eventful.

Matinas: That would absolutely help her. Let's see if she gets it.

Womanlikemegan: Thank you. I loved writing the twist in the end.

DSX62415: Let's see what she does.

Infinity Wizard: Fair point. I obviously meant no ill will towards people with MPD, or things related to that. Glad you thought the Don fakeout was hilarious.

Carl (Ch 14): Don't know if you're caught up yet, but once you read this, thank you. The Duncan and Courtney talk is something I still feel iffy about, but I'm happy you really liked it.

"Previously on Total Drama Legends," Don introduced. "Things. Got. Crazy. For starters we had an all out tournament that saw the final ten competitors racing each other for immunity and bragging rights. There were wipeouts (Mike bumping into Samey) and...ok there were a lot of wipeouts (Leshawna tripping up Jo and Mike crashing into the wall), but everyone showed why they were here. But Mike didn't seem to be entirely...there. His suspicions of his girlfriend and Duncan played on his mind and affected both his game, and his attitude. In the end, our season one veteran, Gwen, was able to take home the victory. And she and Sanders had a little chat involving a certain ex-convict. Juicy. Amy was, once again, on the chopping block to be eliminated, but, thankfully for her, she had the ugly invincibility statue on hand. She may have sent Leshawna home for the second time, but she also lost her only ally in Jo."

The screen flash, revealing Don, standing in front of a clipboard with the pictures of the remaining competitors. He was wearing the gold chain from the last episode. "Something tells me Jo won't take the betrayal too well." He chuckled. "Amy's got a target on her back the size of Chris' chin, Duncan's got a date with a cop, Mike and Zoey have some things to work out and Samey must face today's, and tomorrow's, challenge...alone. All that and more, right here...on Total...Drama...L...egends!"

It was night time, and a shadowy figure had just entered a dark room. It flipped a switch on the wall and revealed the room to be a small bedroom, with a crappy bed, a small lamp and a few papers strewn across the floor. The figure was shown to be Chef, in his PJs. It was a simple white tank top, and blue boxer briefs. He yawned and lay down in his bed. Once he was covered, he flipped another switch, turning off the lights.

It had barely lasted five seconds, when the lights came back on. Chef, annoyed, opened his eyes and looked at the door.

"I need you to get up." Don said, with a cup of tea in his hand.

Chef grumbled and laid back down. "It's late."

Don smirked, and walked towards the Chef. "I need you, and the interns, to set up tomorrow's challenge. It might take all night, but I need you to get it done."

Chef didn't bother moving. "Do it yourself."

Don kept his smirk, as he was standing next to Chef. "Oh, I don't think I will. In fact, why don't I tell the producers how you've been acting? Maybe I can keep Chris off the show for another few episodes. The ratings have been pretty good, so I doubt they'll have any trouble doing so."

Chef didn't move for a bit. But soon enough, he sat up, now grumbling. Still groggy, he grabbed a nearby tool box and walked out of his room. Don was left, feeling proud of himself.

Meanwhile, in the girls trailer, all the female competitors were calmly chatting, or getting ready for bed. A few of them were noticeably absent. But one of them was about to make her entrance.

Suddenly a hand shot through the door, sending splinters everywhere. The rest of the girls jumped, as the hand retracted, pulling the door off its hinges. A very (and I mean very) furious Jo entered.

"Where...the hell...is she?" She said through gritted teeth. The female competitors just watched her, no one able to answer. The Jockette looked around.

"She's not here, Jo." Gwen finally answered.

Jo shot a look at the Goth, who was sitting on the same bed as Zoey. Then she turned to another competitor. Samey was standing on the opposite side. Jo was too mad to think straight and walked towards her. "You'll have to do."

Samey realized the trouble she was about to face, and tried to move back.

"Hey, leave her alone!" Gwen suddenly appeared between the two, trying to keep Jo away. "She's not the one that called you a loser. Whatever happened at the ceremony was not her fault."

Jo scowled at the Goth. "Stay out of this, Pale Face."

As the two argued, Samey stared at them. She was still thinking about what Leshawna said to her before she left. She took a deep breath, and pushed Gwen to the side.

"Look, what my sister did was terrible, and I'm not surprised she did it." Samey pointed. Jo was surprised, and stepped back. Samey continued. "But she and I are nothing alike. I had nothing to do with it. She tricked me too, remember? Don't act like you're the only one who 's ever been betrayed by her."

The trailer was filled with stunned silence. You could hear a pin drop. Jo was especially shocked at how the Twin stood up for herself. She looked around at the other girls, who were still shocked. Finally, the Jockette mumbled something to herself and walked out the trailer. Samey took a deep breath, and smiled proudly to herself.

Confessional (Samey): Her smile quickly changed when she finally let go of the breath she was holding in. "Oh my god." She gasped. "That was easily the scariest thing I've ever done." She tried calming herself down, but it was difficult. "This whole stepping up for myself is a lot harder than I thought." Finally, she was able to slow her breaths, and smiled. "But I gotta say, it was pretty rewarding."

Static

In the other trailer, it was a lot less hectic. Noah was calmly reading his book, with a small reading lamp by his side. Mike was sitting on the top bunk across from him. Needless to say, a lot was on his mind. Seeing Zoey go directly against him, and not vote for Duncan was...stinging. How could Zoey betray me like that? He thought to himself. All she had to do was vote for Duncan, and that would be it. His face scowled. And she seemed really upset over the thought of voting off that criminal. But then Mike realized something. He looked around. Where is Duncan?

Duncan was, in fact, holding his end of the bargain. He and Sanders had been walking under the dark sky, with only the moon and the stars as their light. He hadn't said a word, nor had Sanders. Needless to say, this wasn't what she had imagined.

Confessional (Sanders): She groaned dramatically. "Ugh. Can't we have one elimination ceremony without any twists or dramatic exits." She crossed her arms, looking uncomfortable. "He's probably really upset over what happened too." She thought for a moment. "Maybe I should take Gwen's advice...and give him a little push."

Static

As they walked, side by side, on the grassy field, Sanders took a deep breath and looked at Duncan. "So...how are you feeling...y'know...after what happened?"

An awkward, and long, silence followed. Sanders figured she wasn't getting anywhere, and was thinking of turning back, when she heard a sigh.

"Well…" Duncan started. "I'm pretty pissed. I got played by some cheerleader." He gritted his teeth. "I'm a veteran on this show, this shouldn't have happened." He looked down at the ground, grumbling to himself. But after a few seconds, his expression softened and he glanced at Sanders. He could see her looking uncomfortable, like she was regretting asking the question. This made Duncan think for a second, and he exhaled. "Sorry…I...I know this probably isn't how you imagined things going. If you want, we can turn back and call it a night."

Sanders pondered, trying to mask her surprise at Duncan's apology. Then she got an idea, and smirked. "Actually...why don't we just change the subject? Maybe to something you like?"

Duncan scoffed, still looking down. "Ok, no offense, but I don't think you want to hear about the stuff that I like."

"What about horror movies?"

Duncan's head shot up, and he looked at the now grinning Cadet. "W-What about them?" He asked.

"You like horror films, right?" She shot a thumb in her direction. "So do I."

Duncan blinked. "Ok...yeah I like horror movies, but...I don't think you watch the same ones as me."

"What about Blood Reaper?" Duncan stopped, dead in his tracks. He stared confusingly at the Cadet, as she continued to list off other films. "Or...Forest of Death? Dead by Noon? One-Armed Knife Guy? Children of the-"

"Hold it!" Duncan said, putting his hands up. "How exactly does someone like you, enjoy watching films like that?"

Sanders held her smirk. "Actually...it was Macarthur's idea. She wanted us to be alert when we had to do night watch, so we trained for it by watching horror movies all night. I actually got into most of them. Not something I thought I would like." She chuckled. "In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea. Macarthur still sleeps with a metal bat under her pillow because of it."

Duncan was speechless. He had not expected that. But, he also figured that talking about something he enjoyed, was better than seething over Amy. He felt himself start to ease up. "Alright…" He thought for a second. "Favorite scene in Blood Reaper?"

Sanders' smile was nowhere near as big as the one in her head. They continued walking down the grassy field. "Oh that's easy, the scene near the end when the girl confronts the reaper? Macarthur freaked out so much during that scene that she…"

The two continued to walk and talk under the bright moonlight. While she seemed very calm on the outside, Sanders was ecstatic on the inside.

Jo was still scouting for the missing Amy. She had looked around almost the entire set, and found nothing. She was returning to the trailer, figuring she'd just turn up in the morning. Amy was actually hiding out in a nearby tree. Needless to say, she was not comfortable in her current situation.

Confessional (Amy): She groaned. "Duncan's an idiot. Forcing me to use the statue. Now Jo hates me and I don't have a single ally to back me up." She glared at the camera, then smirked devilishly. "I'm gonna make all three boys regret ever messing with me."

Static

In the girls trailer, Gwen was trying to comfort an upset Zoey. The Indie Chick was still in her regular clothes, while the Goth was in her PJs.

"I don't get what happened." Zoey sighed. "He just told me to vote for Duncan and...he didn't give a reason."

Gwen gave a sympathetic pat on the back. "It doesn't make a lot of sense for him to be acting so weird."

Zoey gave another sad sigh. "That's another thing. I've been kinda mean about what's been going on."

Gwen raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

The Indie Chick sat up. "Mike's been through a lot. He lost all his personalities and struggled most of life to control them. And I've just been calling it...weird. Like, is that selfish of me?"

"But you don't know what's going on." objected Gwen. "You two have been together for a while now, he shouldn't have any problem telling you what's wrong."

Zoey put her legs up on the bed and hugged them. "I don't know. Mike doesn't always like to tell me...or anyone, about his issues. He wasn't even the one who told me about his multiple personalities. Cam did."

Gwen looked at her friend. She wasn't sure what to say. But after a few moments, she gathered her thoughts, and stood up, putting a hand on the Indie Chick's shoulder. "Zoey...I wish I could tell you how to fix everything, but I can't. But I'm sure everything will work out in the end. I don't think he's ever stopped liking you, if that helps."

Zoey looked up at Gwen, and tried her best to smile. "Thanks, Gwen. You're a good friend."

"Don't I know it?" Gwen laughed. Zoey followed suit, though quietly. She headed towards the door. "If you're not awake when I get back, I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Zoey smiled. "Goodnight, Gwen."

"Night."

And the Goth closed the door behind her.

It was dark, when Duncan and Sanders had made their way back to the trailers. They looked tired, as they split off to head to their respective trailers.

"Goodnight." Sanders said.

"Night." Duncan responded, opening his door. Sanders stopped at the foot of her steps and watched him enter and close the door behind him. She sat down at her steps and sighed. The quiet night allowed her to think. But it was soon interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Sanders looked up and saw Gwen heading towards her, toothbrush in hand. She smiled once she saw the Cadet.

"Hey, Sanders." she whispered. "What's up?"

Sanders returned the smile, and stood up. "About to head for bed. You?"

"Same." Gwen paused for a moment, and smirked. "So you took my advice?"

Sanders raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I saw you guys walking to the trailers together. You must have been gone for a while." Gwen playfully nudged the Cadet.

Sanders chuckled, but it soon faded. "Yeah it was...it was nice. I guess…" She trailed off.

Gwen noticed this and frowned. "Did it not go well?"

Sanders looked up. "No, it went fine, it's just that...I'm worried. After what happened tonight, Duncan could very well be the next one out of here." She sighed. "Amy probably wants to get revenge for him calling her a-"

"Yeah, I remember." Gwen interrupted. She could see the Cadet's sad state, and thought of something to cheer her up. "Hey, it's alright. Duncan's smart, he's gotten out of worse. And if anything, he'll probably try extra hard to stay on so he can eliminate Amy...and probably talk to you again."

This made Sanders feel a little better. "Thanks." She said, stepping off the stairs. Gwen smiled and headed inside. As she left, Sanders thought to herself. Now it's just a matter of if he actually likes me or not. She sighed, and headed into the trailer.

Meanwhile Duncan was lying in his bed. Mike and Noah were already asleep, so he was left to his thoughts. He had enjoyed his walk and talk with Sanders, but…

Confessional (Duncan): "Sanders is...better than most cops I've met. Heck, she's probably the coolest cop I've ever met." He paused, thinking of what to say next. "But I don't date cops. Period. End...of story." He crossed his arms, and looked away from the camera.

Static.

Next morning, all the competitors had gathered at the catering tent, eating breakfast. Mike and Zoey were noticeable sitting on different tables, occasionally glancing looks at each other. Jo was standing near the tent's entrance, obviously waiting for someone.

"Where is she?" She grunted. "That stupid cheerleader has to eat at some point."

Little did Jo know, Amy was already in the tent, under one of the tables. She had a small plate of food and was desperately trying to stay quiet.

Duncan, Noah and Mike were all sitting together, though only two of them were talking.

"I got a good feeling about this." Duncan grinned. "As long as she doesn't win today's challenge, we can vote her off. Jo hates her, and we can probably get one more vote and…" He clapped his hands together. "...BOOM. She's out."

Noah didn't share the excitement. "I don't know. I think she's aware how big of a target is on her back. She's probably gonna try harder to stay in the game."

The Ex-Con just scoffed. "You saw what happened in the racing challenge. She was eliminated in the first round."

Noah blinked, and tried to hold back a grin. "So did you…"

Duncan was about to retort, but felt slightly embarrassed at what the Brainiac just said. He heard a light chuckle and turned. He saw Sanders, covering her mouth and looking at him. This made Duncan's face turn red, and he turned away. Noah noticed this and was about to say something, when…

"Ha, got ya."

Duncan and Noah turned to see Jo, pulling a pleading Amy out from the other table. The Jockette held her by the collar of her cheerleader uniform.

"Please don't hurt me." Amy begged

"You betrayed me." Jo said coldly. "And you thought you'd get away with it?"

"Oh, come on. You would've done the same."

Jo thought for a moment, then shrugged. "You got a point." Then she went back to glaring. "But I wasn't the one who did it." She pulled her arm back, and closed her fist. Amy shut her eyes, preparing for the worst.

"That's enough, Jo." The Jockette stopped, and turned around. Don had just walked into the tent. "Put her down. Can't have any injured competitors on my watch."

"And what are you going to do?" Jo rolled her eyes.

"Well, I could send you home right now, if you like."

Jo considered her options. She grunted, and dropped Amy to her feet. The Twin immediately stepped back, away from the Jockette's grasp. Don turned to the rest of the competitors. "I need all of you to follow me. It's challenge time." He left the tent, while the other competitors followed. Zoey watched from a distance, still unsure of how she should handle her situation with Mike.

Soon the competitors were in a large grass field. In the middle of it, stood a large structure made of steel. It had four long, and tall, walls. It covered almost the entire grass field. From above, it had several hallways and branching paths. It looked like a…

"Welcome to the Maze of Mayhem!" Don announced, as he walked. "This is where today's challenge will take place." They soon reached the entranceway to the maze. Standing next to it, was a very tired looking Chef. Don smirked and looked at him. "Everything good to go?"

Chef glared. "Yeah…" He said coldly.

Don's smile did not falter. "Alright, then. You're done for the day." Chef, though still grumpy, gladly took the opportunity and walked away. Don turned his attention back to the competitors. "Now, as you probably figured, this challenge will be a maze. But not like the one you'd expect." He pointed. The competitors looked to see a wooden flag pole, standing just outside the entrance. "That right there is what six of you will be looking for. You'll start at the other end of the maze, and work your way over here."

"What kind of movie challenge is this?" Noah asked.

Don pointed at him. "Good question. Today's movie challenge is all about a rivalry that's lasted for many decades. That being cops...versus robbers. The six who will start at the other end will be the robbers, trying to get to the flagpole. The remaining three will start at this end, and will have to try and tag the robbers. You'll, of course, be the cops. If you tag someone, or reach the flagpole, you'll gain immunity from tonight's elimination."

The competitors nodded, most looking excited for this challenge. Most notably, Duncan.

Confessional (Duncan): He still looked excited. "Oh, this is a competition made for me. Whether I'm a cop or a robber, I know exactly how to catch, and to avoid someone when I have to." His excitement faded, once he realized something. "I mean...I wouldn't ever be excited to be a cop. Like I said...don't like cops..." He said this last part quietly.

Static

"Now to split you guys up. " Don went on. "The six competitors who will be our robbers are...Noah, Gwen, Samey, Mike, Zoey and...Duncan." The Ex-Con's grin only widened. "But now for the interesting part." Don went to the flagpole and reached into a nearby box. He pulled out a pair of...handcuffs. "We're gonna split the six of you into duos, by handcuffing you together. Take these off, and your team is disqualified."

The Ex-Con's previous smile, turned to a frown. "Damnit." He whispered.

Nearby, Amy gave a small sigh of relief, thinking her role would be easier. Soon enough, Don started handing out the cuffs to the six robbers, and told them to head to the other end of the maze.

As Don walked the six designated robbers to the other side of the maze, Amy looked over at Jo.

The Jockette was still glaring daggers at the Traitorous Twin.

Confessional (Amy): "Now that I don't have Jo on my side anymore, I have to actually…" she shuddered. "...do this challenge on my own."

Static

"Alright, here's the plan," Jo announced, and looked at Sanders. "You and I are going inside the maze," then she looked at Amy. "And you're staying here, you Chump Leader."

Amy gulped. "But you need my help to find the robbers."

Jo just laughed. "I'll find all six of them in less than five minutes." She leaned in closer to the Twin. "And no way am I letting you get the chance at immunity."

Now Amy was getting increasingly nervous. "B-But if I wait here, they'll just run into me."

"Like I said, they're not getting past me."

Amy was about to say something, hoping Jo wouldn't wring her neck, when Sanders spoke up. "If you guys are having trouble deciding, I'll wait here."

Jo turned to the Cadet. "No way. Little Miss Traitor is gonna stay right here."

Sanders wasn't convinced. "She'll just walk into the maze, after you leave. Plus, I'm pretty sure the one person who has the advantage in a game of cops and robbers...is the cop."

Jo didn't say anything at first.

Confessional (Jo): "I hate to admit it, but that cop has a point. Not like I'm gonna tell her though."

Static

"Whatever." Jo grumbled. "But if you do anything to get in my way." She glared at Amy. "I'm gonna make an indent on every wall in that maze...with your face."

Amy tried to not look intimidated, but couldn't stop shaking.

The six robbers, now handcuffed to their respective partners, were at the other end of the maze. No one seemed particularly excited for the challenge. One wasn't even concentrating.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Gwen looked at her partner, Mike. He didn't answer, which just made Gwen look more worried.

Samey would've said something to her partner, Duncan, but he had a large scowl plastered on his face, and was darting glares at her constantly.

Noah and Zoey didn't say anything, to each other, at first. But soon enough, Noah gave an awkward smile. "Go team," he said, dully.

Zoey couldn't help but chuckle a little, though when she saw Mike, she stopped. Noah noticed this.

Don looked at his watch, and picked up a walkie talkie. "Alright everyone," He said, through the device. From the other side, the designated cops could hear him through a small speaker. "All competitors will enter the maze at the same time. Remember, you gain immunity by either tagging a robber, or, for the robbers, reaching the end and grabbing the flag pole." He paused, while the competitors readied themselves.

"Get ready...Begin!"

Duncan immediately ran into the maze, pulling Samey by her wrist in the process. The Twin nearly fell on the ground but caught herself in time. They soon disappeared behind the corner. The other four entered too, though not as hectic.

On the other side, Amy and Jo had just run into the maze, from two different entrances. Sanders sat at the flag. Amy was in hysterics as she ran through the maze.

Confessional (Amy): She grabbed her hair, still in a panic. "If I don't find anyone, they're gonna gang up on me and send me home." She groaned. "This sucks."

Confessional (Sanders): She looked confused. "I don't really get why we all don't wait at the flagpole. Don never said we couldn't and all we'd be doing is waiting for the others to walk into us." She considered what she was saying. "Yet again, if it means I don't have to deal with Jo and Amy, I'm fine with it."

Static.

Jo was a lot of focused. Maybe a little too focused. She picked up the pace, as she turned a corner...and ended face planting into a wall. She groaned and turned back. She found another entranceway, turned another corner...and smacked into another wall. The Jockette rubbed her forehead, and put her hand against the nearby wall. She probably shouldn't have, as the wall was actually a trap door, that opened where Jo had her hand placed. She ended up falling sideways into it. Another groan was heard.

On the other side, the handcuffed pair of Noah and Zoey were making their way through the maze. They weren't in any rush, though. Noah was walking and Zoey was…

Noah looked over at the Indie Chick. She was clearly not paying attention, and looking down at the ground. The Brainiac took note of it, and stopped. Since Zoey wasn't looking, she continued to walk. When she felt the snag, she stopped and turned around.

"Alright. What's wrong?" Noah asked bluntly.

Zoey stammered. "I- What are you-"

"Is it about your boyfriend?"

Zoey froze, shocked by the question. Especially since it came from Noah, of all people. She finally found her voice. "H-How did you know?"

Noah gave a dull look. "It's obvious. He's been acting weird around me too. Do you wanna discuss it?"

Zoey again paused, still confused over what was happening. "No offense Noah, but why do you care?"

Her partner sighed. "Two reasons. You're clearly not in the right state of mind, and I'm not a good runner. If either of us want to avoid being tagged, we both need to be focused." He thought for a moment, giving a slightly awkward look. "Also, I might need a few brownie points from the people that thought I was only being nice to Jasmine." He looked at Zoey. "So do you wanna sit and talk? It's probably gonna be a while until someone finds us."

Zoey was still processing what was going on. She didn't hate Noah, but hadn't talked with him much, so for him to offer to talk with her about what was going on with Mike was...not what she expected. But soon enough, she relaxed. "Sure...I'd actually like that."

Noah returned the smile, and the two sat down.

Jo was still having trouble navigating through the maze. She kept putting her hands on the walls, trying to find a trap door. When she finally did, she didn't realize how sensitive the door was and it suddenly opened, sending the Jockette tumbling forward and onto the floor.

Meanwhile, Samey was having an even tougher time getting through the maze. She hadn't said or done much, because Duncan had been dragging them along. Her wrist was already starting to hurt. She had tried saying something, but Duncan either didn't hear her, or was ignoring her. Judging by what had happened during the elimination ceremony, Samey figured it was the latter.

On another side, Gwen and Mike were also making their way through the maze. Neither of them had said much to each other. Gwen remembered her talk with Zoey, and she figured that...well, now was as good a time as any.

"So what's going on between you and Zoey?" She asked suddenly.

This threw off Mike slightly. He stammered. "I- I- What are you-"

"Don't try to deny it." Gwen cut off, stopping in her tracks. "I talked with Zoey last night. You really hurt her feelings."

"Her feelings?!" Mike sputtered, also stopping. "What about my feelings?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow. "What about them?"

"Zoey wasn't supposed to vote for Amy…" He stopped himself, considering his next words. Finally, he sighed. "...She was supposed to vote for Duncan."

Gwen was puzzled. "Why would she vote against Duncan?"

Mike again froze, debating if he should tell Gwen about his suspicions. But now he pretty much backed himself into a corner. He gave a long sigh, and made his choice. "I-I think she might be going behind my back and...and...I think she and Duncan are dating."

Gwen stared blankly. She was wide eyed, and wasn't moving. Mike was confused, and was about to ask, until she started...laughing. Hard. Like, really hard.

Mike was surprised, but also worried that someone might hear them. Indeed, someone had heard them. Jo stopped suddenly and turned. The laugher didn't sound far, and she took off in the direction of the sound.

"And then he wanted me to eliminate Duncan for some reason." Zoey sighed. "I think he's still mad at me for not doing it." Noah nodded. The two had been sitting in the same place from earlier. Thankfully, no one had found them yet. Zoey had just finished explaining what had happened since Mike came back. " I don't get why Mike would want me to do something like that. Duncan's my friend."

Noah raised an eyebrow.

Confessional (Noah): "Does Mike seriously think Duncan and Zoey are dating behind his back?" He chuckled. "And how has Zoey not figured it out?" He pondered for a moment. "I don't know if I should tell her though. She might not believe it. But maybe I can help her solve it for herself." He eyed the camera. "You guys see me being helpful? I wasn't just doing this for Jasmine, right?"

Static

"Well I…" Noah paused. "I...have no idea what's going on with him. But if you ask me, you should probably talk to him."

Zoey looked worried. "I don't know if he wants to talk to me though."

"Doesn't matter." Noah interjected. "Believe me, I've seen enough relationships fail because of poor communication. Talk to him, ask him what's wrong and hopefully you can work from there."

Zoey thought about it. She wasn't sure if she wanted to find out the reason for Mike's weird behavior. But at the same time, Noah had a point. She looked up at him and gave a small smile. "Alright, I'll do it."

Noah returned a dull grin and the two stood up. Suddenly they heard a loud noise. It sounded like someone running into a metal wall. Judging by the sheer force of the sound, it seemed to be.

"Jo." Noah and Zoey said at the same time.

The Brainiac turned to his partner. "Let's get going. I might have an idea on how to get past her."

Zoey nodded.

Noah was about to head off, but felt his handcuff snag. He looked back at Zoey, who was smiling at him. "Thanks, by the way. That really helped."

Noah smirked again, and the two went down the corner.

Confessional (Zoey): "Wow." She said, surprised. "Noah is...surprisingly nice. Like...not that I thought he wasn't nice, just that...it's a type of niceness you don't expect." Her smile soon fell. "But he's right. I need to talk to Mike about what's going on. Whether he, or I, like it."

Static.

Gwen was still laughing, while Mike pulled her along. Jo wasn't too close, but she had no trouble following them. Mike was desperate to find an escape, and he quickly examined the hallway. He saw a trap door that was slightly opened. Frantically, he opened it, went through it, with Gwen in tow, and closed it. Jo soon ran by, unaware of what just happened.

On the other side of the wall, Mike had his hand pressed against Gwen's mouth. He waited a few more seconds, until he was sure Jo was gone. He looked at the Goth, who was still laughing.

"Can you please stop laughing?" Mike whispered.

Gwen nodded, as Mike released her hand. She was trying her best to hide her laughter, as she stood up. Mike glared at her. "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"

"You're an idiot." Gwen said blunty, slightly smiling.

"What?" Mike was shocked. "How am I-"

"Zoey is, in no way shape or form, dating Duncan."

Mike wanted to believe it, but wasn't sure. "How do you know? Duncan was involved in that huge love triangle in season three. You should remember."

Gwen wasn't phased. "I remember. But you're forgetting about Zoey." Mike was confused, and about to say something, but Gwen went on. "Your girlfriend would never cheat on you. She missed you so much while you were gone. She was so upset you were eliminated that she nearly hit me in the face." Mike was about to say something, but Gwen cut him off. "Don't ask. My point is, she has no intentions of dating Duncan. Besides, he…" Gwen stopped, remembering her talk from last night.

Mike raised an eyebrow. "He what?"

Gwen snapped out of her trance, and quickly thought of something. "He has no interest with Zoey either. At least, nothing more than being friends. Trust me, Zoey wouldn't go behind your back like that."

Mike suddenly felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. He found himself smiling. "Thanks, Gwen that really…" He noticed Gwen's uncomfortable stare. "What's wrong?"

The Goth sighed. "Mike. You do realize you're gonna have to tell Zoey about this, right?"

Mike's smile fell. "Well, maybe I don't have to…"

"Yes you do." Gwen cut off. "You were wrong, and you hurt your girlfriend. The least you can do is tell her the truth." She could see Mike's nervous look. "I know it's gonna be hard, but trust me, it's better than lying."

Mike didn't say anything. He didn't want to admit it, but Gwen was right. He knew this would hurt him, and possibly his relationship, but he knew it was the right thing to do. With a heavy sigh, the duo headed towards the entrance of the maze.

Sanders was still at the pole. No one had run by, and she hadn't heard anything. With no interruptions, Sanders had a lot of time to think. And, of course, all that was on her mind was a certain green-haired competitor.

Confessional (Sanders): She sighed. "I really hope Duncan wins this challenge. I'm not sure how much he liked our talk with what happened at the elimination ceremony." She pondered to herself. "Macarthur would probably hate me for this, but if it comes down to it, I'll let myself lose, if it means he gets the win."

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By this point, Samey was tired of being pulled by Duncan. Her wrist was starting to hurt, but all her complaints had fallen on deaf ears. Duncan was completely focused on the challenge, only offering a few commands, such as "come on" or "keep up."

The two rounded another corner, and at that moment, Duncan saw Amy run through the hallway in front of them, having not seen them. Duncan stopped in his tracks, and ran the other way. Problem was, he had turned too quickly. Samey didn't have time to react and ended up falling forward, landing on her knee. Duncan felt the snag and looked back. "Get up." He ordered.

Samey started to stand up. "I'm…" She was about to pick up her right knee, when she went wide eyed. "Ow…" She grabbed her knee with her free hand.

"You need to stand up." Duncan said quietly. He started walking down the corner again.

Samey tried to follow, but could only hobble on her left leg. She winced in pain. "Please...I can't keep going like this."

Duncan turned, now looking angry. "I said we-" He stopped. He could see Samey still clutching her right knee, as well as her pained expression. It suddenly dawned on Duncan just how badly he was acting. He went by Samey's side and put her arm around his shoulder. They slowly made their way back, and Duncan sat her down. The two waited in awkward silence, Samey still checking her knee. The Ex-Con looked at her. "I-"

"What is your problem?" Samey demanded, looking more hurt than angry. "First, you ignored me and now this." She pointed at her knee. "I mean, I thought you wanted to win this and-" She stopped, suddenly realizing something. She looked up at Duncan. "Is this about my sister?"

Duncan didn't say anything for a bit. He was still feeling guilty over what happened. After a while, he gave his answer. "...Yeah, kinda." He scratched the back of his head. "After what she did last night I…" He looked angry again. "Well, I'm pissed over it. She manipulated me, and I-"

"She made you feel like crap, right?" Samey interrupted.

Duncan was caught off-guard. He looked at the Twin, in front of him. "Wha-"

"Don't forget that I lived with her. She has made my life miserable, and what she did to you is nothing compared to what she's done to me since we were kids." She frowned and mumbled to herself. "After we turned six…"

Duncan was about to ask what that meant, but figured they had spent too much time talking. He looked around, and leaned towards her. "Look, I'm sorry about hurting your knee. But we need to go now. Even if you're injured."

Samey sighed. "I don't think it's that bad, but I can't walk right now." She looked up at her partner. "Do you think you can carry me?"

Duncan nodded, and started to help her up.

Confessional (Duncan): He looked surprised, but also impressed. "Wow. I didn't think Samey hated her sister as much as I do." He paused. "Ok, she probably hates her more...but I gotta say I got mad respect for Samey for asserting herself like that. That takes guts."

Confessional (Samey): She was heavily breathing, in and out, through a paper bag. "Ok…" she gasped. "I lied. THAT was the scariest thing I've ever done." After a few more breaths, she relaxed and smiled. "But man...this 'being assertive thing' has been so rewarding. I don't get why I never did it before."

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Amy was still searching, in a desperate attempt to find someone. She had no idea where she was, and couldn't figure out where anyone else was. Her best attempt was to find someone, right then and there. She turned at another corner, and came to a dead end. She groaned and headed back to another path.

Suddenly she could hear footsteps coming towards her. She looked down the hallway, and came up with an idea. She put her hands against the wall, and was happy to find a trap door. She had what she needed.

Noah and Zoey rounded another corner, and came to the two branching paths. They were about to turn, but they stopped.

"What the…" Noah raised an eyebrow.

The hallway they were about to enter had a trap door that was left slightly open. Noah watched it suspiciously. Zoey didn't.

"Maybe that trapdoor can help us." She said.

Noah shook his head. "Someone could be waiting for us behind that door. That's probably why they left it open." He looked down the other path. "I say we go down this way." Zoey figured Noah was right, and the two headed down the hallway. They rounded the corner and were met with…"What? It's a dead end." Noah was flabbergasted. They turned around, and were about to head back, when Amy suddenly dropped in front of them and tagged Zoey in the shoulder.

The Twin grinned evilly. Noah was still processing what just happened.

"Where the heck did you come from?" Amy just pointed up. Noah looked where she was pointing. Noticing the distance between the two walls. She must have climbed up there. Noah thought. She was waiting for us. He groaned in annoyance, and looked back down at the still smirking Twin.

They suddenly heard a noise from behind them. Jo had just rounded the same corner. She was shocked to see everyone who was there. She looked at Amy and realized she had gotten to the robbers first. The Jockette groaned and headed in the other direction. Amy just watched gleefully.

Because of her minor injury, Samey was now being carried, piggyback style, by Duncan, through the maze. They hadn't run into anyone...yet. The two ran through a hallway. At a perpendicular hallway, Jo ran through as well. She didn't realize she had just passed them, until it was too late. She groaned in frustration, knowing she would be on the chopping block, if she didn't find anyone.

Her best plan was, she figured, to head back to the flagpole and wait for the other robbers to come to her. And that's exactly what she was going to do.

Gwen and Mike were still navigating their way through the maze. Like Duncan and Samey they hadn't run into anyone. They passed a corner, and could see a little bit of light coming through. They were nearing the exit. They rounded the next corner, and the next, getting closer and closer to the light. They were just about to reach the final corner, when Jo suddenly appeared from the other side. The three locked eyes, frozen. Gwen and Mike quickly went the way they just came, while Jo ran after them. They took the corner when…

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Mike and Gwen fell back from the sudden impact. They looked up and saw Duncan, still carrying Samey on his back. The Ex-Con was rubbing his head. Gwen and Zoey were about to get up, when they both suddenly felt a hand touch their backs.

"Got ya!" Jo exclaimed in delight.

The Goth and the Ex-MPD groaned. But Jo's celebration was cut short, when she realized Samey and Duncan were now gone. Acting quickly, she ran past Mike and Gwen and headed in the direction she thought they were going.

Sanders was slowly starting to nod off. No one had reached the flagpole. She saw Jo run by earlier, but that was it. She was about to completely close her eyes, when she heard footsteps. She awaited whoever it was, and braced herself. From the entrance, Duncan and Samey suddenly appeared. The Cadet was caught off-guard by the fact that Duncan was carrying the Twin. The Ex-Con also froze. Soon, they all heard footsteps coming towards them. Samey was worried, but Duncan looked at Sanders. To the Cadet, it looked like he was pleading with her.

Sanders wasn't sure what to do, but made her decision. She walked forward, and suddenly fell to the side. Duncan and Samey stared. Sanders looked back at them, and she nodded her head towards the flagpole. Realizing what she was doing, Duncan ran forward. Jo had just appeared from the corner. Duncan suddenly tripped and fell forward. Samey realized how close they were to the pole, and reached for it. Jo took a few steps towards them. As Duncan fell to the ground, Samey kept reaching. Jo was about to tag the duo, but Samey finally touched the pole. They were safe.

"Game over!" Don announced, as he walked up to the competitors. "And what a game it was. Congratulations to all of you." He paused, letting some of them sigh in relief. "Jo, Duncan and Samey. You three are safe from elimination."

Duncan and Samey stood up, relieved, but Jo was confused. "So does that mean..?"

"Oh, right. Amy tagged Gwen and Noah earlier, so she's also safe."

The three immune competitors groaned. Soon enough, Amy, Noah, Zoey, Mike and Gwen all made their way to the entrance. Jo walked up to Sanders.

"What happened?" She asked. "They ran right into you. How did you not get them?"

Sanders thought for a second. "Oh...I was…" She thought of a lie. "I guess they just got the best of me. I was tired and they...took advantage of it."

Jo wasn't sure, but didn't care enough to ask, much to the Cadet's relief.

Samey was able to walk under her own power, and thanked Duncan for carrying her.

The Ex-Con scratched the back of his head. "Yeah...sorry for the knee thing, again."

Samey just smiled. "It's alright. No worries."

The Ex-Con nodded, then looked over at Mike and Noah. They didn't have any immunity, and he worried that he could lose one of them.

Later, the competitors were relaxing before the elimination ceremony. Amy walked into the girls trailer. She froze, once she saw who was in it already. Jo was standing in the middle of the room, while Zoey and Gwen were sitting on a nearby bed. Amy gulped, as she saw Jo walk up to her. "You got lucky." The Jockette shot a nasty finger at the twin. "But you are not going to last long because I'm going to-"

"Wait." Amy put her hands up. "I know you're mad, but you need to hear what I have to say. It's about who we should eliminate next" Jo was still angry, but Amy could see she was curious. She went on. "I can't vote for you, and you can't vote for me. But you saw what happened last night, right? The guys ganged up to vote me off."

"Why is that a bad thing?" Jo growled.

Amy quickly came up with a response. "Once they get rid of me, what's stopping them from voting you, or any of the other girls off. They don't have the advantage now, but they will if we let them." She stopped. Jo tried to hide how she felt, but Amy could see she was buying it.

The Jockette grumbled. "Fine. Who did you have in mind?"

The Twin was surprised, but acted like she wasn't. She grinned, and looked at Zoey and Gwen. Amy knew they were listening. "If we're voting off one of the guys, I know exactly who it should be…" And she started to explain.

Later, The Indie Chick walked out of the girls trailer. Jo and Amy's talk about who to eliminate was playing on her mind. But she didn't want to think about it. Her thoughts were immediately thrown off, when she saw Mike walking out towards his trailer. The two suddenly locked eyes in an awkward moment. Then they walked up to each other. A few moments of silence followed, before anyone said anything.

"Mike." Zoey started. "I-"

"Zoey, I'm really sorry about how I've been acting." Mike cut off. "It's been really tough not seeing you, and...I feel terrible over what I told you. It wasn't right of me, and I'm sorry."

Zoey tried not to smile. Secretly, she felt very relieved that Mike had apologized again. But she also knew that she had to find out what had been going on. She took a deep breath and started. "Mike...I appreciate the apology but…" She closed her eyes, before opening them again. "I need to know why you've been acting like this. Is it a new personality or...something else?"

Mike's face fell. He still didn't want to ask the question, but also didn't want to lie to his girlfriend. He made his decision on what to say. "Zoey...I uh...the reason I've been acting so weird lately is because…" He took a deep breath. "I thought you were cheating on me...with Duncan." He said, feeling nervous.

Zoey was completely thrown off. Of all the things that she had expected Mike to say, that was definitely not on the list. "What?" Zoey responded, still flabbergasted. "I...No! He's just a friend. He's nice, but I'm not interested in dating him."

Mike let out a huge sigh of relief, which just made Zoey look even more dumbfounded. "Thank goodness," He smiled. "Now everything can go back to normal." He leaned in for a kiss on the cheek, but Zoey pulled away. Mike stepped back, confused. "What's wrong?"

Zoey looked at him, disappointment in her eyes. "Mike...why would you think I would cheat on you?"

Mike froze, not sure how to answer. "Well...we're talking about Duncan, right? He cheated on his girlfriend once."

"But this isn't like that." Zoey said, the betrayal plastered on her face. "I would never, in a million years, go behind your back like that. But...you thought I would?"

Mike suddenly realized just how bone-headed of an assumption he made. "Zoey I-"

Zoey put her hand up, silencing him. "Mike...I don't know why you think everything is ok...because it isn't. Not in the slightest."

"Nononono." Mike pleaded. "It was a stupid thing for me to think you would cheat on me. I'm really sorry. It's the dumbest thing I've ever done and I'll never live it down."

As Mike rambled, Zoey turned away. Mike stopped talking. He couldn't see Zoey's face, but he was certain she was crying. He was right. "Mike…" Zoey choked. "I don't want to be around you right now." She started walking away, tears streaming down her face. "I think we need to spend some time apart."

Mike's heart sank. Thankfully, his assumptions were wrong. But now, he was in a worse situation than he ever could've imagined.

In the guys trailer, Duncan and Noah sat on the beds across from each other.

"So who should we vote for?" Noah asked.

"Not sure," Duncan sighed. "I wish we could eliminate that stupid cheerleader. But she's safe and we only have three choices." He looked up at Noah. "Our best chance is for all three of us to vote together."

Noah agreed, and was about to make a suggestion, when Mike walked in. The Spikey-Haired competitor looked miserable. He trudged his way to his bed, letting his body fall onto it, face planting on the pillow. Duncan and Noah were surprised by his entrance, and weren't sure what to say.

Soon, Noah found his voice. "Um…I assume we're not voting for Zoey." He said, loud enough for Mike to hear.

The only response he got was a muffled groan. The Ex-Con and the Brainiac looked at each other, still confused. "We'll take that as a yes." Noah figured. "So that just leaves Sanders and Gwen." He frowned. "Honestly I feel bad for eliminating either one of them." He looked again at Duncan. "What do you think?"

Duncan thought. Noah waited for his response. How hard of a decision is this? He thought. Soon, Duncan looked up, giving an uncomfortable look. "Alright…" He said quietly. "I know who we'll vote for."

Samey had just walked out of the girls trailer, wearing her blue sports bra and grey sweatpants. She was preparing to go on a long jog.

Confessional (Samey): "So now that I'm by myself, I need to be ready for anything. This game is just gonna get harder and I can't fall behind." She gave an uncharacteristic smirk. "No way I'm letting my sister get to me this time."

Static

The Confident Twin started stretching, when she heard footsteps from behind her. She turned, and saw Jo, coming down the steps of the trailer. Samey felt herself tense up, remembering what happened last night. "You going for a run?" Jo asked casually.

Samey froze, noting that Jo wasn't upset at her. She eased up. "Yeah. I'm about to.. ." She said, skeptical.

Jo grinned. "Good. I'm looking to beat someone at something. So tell ya what." She pointed at the nearby trees. "You and I have a little race around the set." She pointed at the ground. "First one back here wins. What do ya say?"

Samey thought for a second. She actually liked the idea. It would be a good challenge, and Jo would be an excellent opponent. But Samey wasn't just trying to challenge herself, she was also trying to be more assertive. With that in mind, she looked at Jo and smiled.

"No thanks."

Jo froze, absolutely shocked and mouth agape. Without saying anything else, Samey waved and began her jog, leaving Jo behind, still dumbfounded.

Did she just say...no?

At the elimination ceremony, everyone was sitting on the bleachers. Zoey and Mike were noticeably sitting apart from each other. Amy also had a devilish grin, while she looked at Duncan. They had already cast their votes, and Don was looking at the envelope. "Interesting…" He said. "Very interesting." He put the letter down, and looked at the competitors. "Now I got a little surprise for all of you." He snapped his finger. Chef appeared, in his pink dress, carrying a platter of golden statues. Upon closer inspection, they weren't the usual gilded Chris statues, they were…

"These are the gilded Dons." The host announced proudly. He picked one up. "Since Chris still isn't back yet, we'll be using these for the time being." He started shaking it around, right in front of Chef's face. The Co-host just grumbled, which Don noticed and smirked. He then turned his attention back to the competitors. "The rules are still the same with them. Receive a statue and you're safe. If you don't, you'll be eliminated." He picked up a second statue. "Let's start with our immune competitors. Duncan, Amy, Samey and Jo. All of you won immunity and are safe."

He tossed each statue one-by-one to the competitors. They all caught them, but three of them were definitely annoyed that a certain cheerleader was also safe. Don continued. "And the next statue goes to…" He eyed the remaining competitors, most of whom looked pretty nervous. "...Zoey." He tossed the statue. The Indie Chick sighed in relief. Now Don looked between Gwen and Sanders. The two eyed each other. The Host didn't say anything for a bit, teasing for dramatic attention.

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Noah smiled, feeling a sense of pride.

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"But that could be considered a threat to everyone else." Finally, Don looked at Gwen. "And that just leaves our resident Goth." Gwen tried to stay calm, but was incredibly nervous. "Gwen, I'm not really sure what to say about you. You've played well so far, managed to avoid most of the drama and stay away from any boy trouble...not saying you won't be the one going though." Gwen gulped, as Don pointed his finger to the sky. He closed his eyes. "The competitor that will be leaving the competition is…"

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The Brainiac gasped, while Mike and Gwen exhaled. It took a moment for Noah to register what just happened. All the hard work to get the finale, all the time he spent trying to fix himself in the eyes of his fellow competitors and all the times he pushed himself to win...was all for nothing.

He looked around at the other competitors, taking note of the guilty expressions on Zoey and Gwen's face.

"Sorry, Noah." Gwen said quietly.

"Nothing personal." Zoey sighed. "We didn't really have much of a choice."

Noah sighed sadly. "It's fine. I get it." He glanced over at Amy, who was looking very proud of herself. With not much else to say, Noah got up and walked towards the Lamo-O-Sine.

"Smell ya later, Brain Boy." Jo called.

Don watched him. "I gotta say, Noah." He said, looking slightly disappointed. "I'm sad to see you go." He got off the stage and walked towards him. Don extended his hand, which Noah gladly shook. "Any parting words?"

Noah thought for a moment. "Well...I guess it was kinda cool that I was viewed as a threat." He shrugged, then looked at the other competitors, then back to Don. "To be honest, I kinda wished I did better than ninth." Don chuckled. "But I still did pretty good for a scrawny smart guy who can't do a single push up."

Don nodded at this. "Well, you'll definitely be missed."

Noah gave a small smile, and waved to his ex-competitors. Most of them waved back. "Tell your girlfriend we said hi." Gwen called.

Noah smiled again, as he entered the lame-o-sine, which took him away and out of the competition. Once he was out of sight, Don looked at the camera.

"And with that...Noah is out. But no one can say his run wasn't eventful. Eight remain, but only one can come away with the five million dollars. Who's it gonna be? We still have a few more to go, so find out who it won't be...on the next exciting episode of...Total...Drama...Legends!"

Late at night, a shadowy figure stood in a darkly lit, and cramped room. The room was also filled with other figures. They were revealed to be...the interns. The big figure stepped forward, revealing himself to be...Chef. He looked down. He was staring at a table that had blue prints and small wooden figures on them. He looked back at the interns. "Now you're all probably wondering why I brought you here…"

The interns looked at each other, no one having an answer.

"We need to exterminate the disease that is riddled within Total Drama. For too long, we've had to deal with this man's arrogance and ego."

"Are you talking about Chris?" A fat intern asked. "Hasn't he been gone for a while?"

Chef glared at the kid. "No, you idiot. I'm talking about-" He saw a skinny intern reaching for one of the statues. Chef quickly slapped the intern's hand away, and cleared his throat. "I'm talkin' about one thing…and that's getting rid...of Don."

Yay! Two weeks, and this chapter is out. This one was a bit shorter than my last few, but I like how it came out. This was a lot of fun, and a lot easier, to write. As for Noah...sorry to say, but this was as far as he was gonna go. I loved writing him and his journey and I honestly didn't think I would get this much out of him. He will be missed, I'm sure of it. Let me know what you thought of the chapter, and...as always…peace be with ya!

Merge: Amy, Duncan, Gwen, Jo, Mike, Samey, Sanders and Zoey

Robbers:

Duncan & Samey

Gwen & Mike

Noah & Zoey

Cops:

Jo, Amy and Sanders

Placement:

22nd: Sierra

21st: Lightning

20th: Tyler

19th: Cody

18th: Heather

17th: Alejandro

16th: Owen

15th: Macarthur

14th: Scott

13th: Courtney

12th: Dawn

11th: Jasmine

10th: Leshawna

9th: Noah

Votes:

Noah: Amy, Jo, Gwen, Zoey

Mike: Samey, Sanders

Gwen: Duncan, Noah, Mike