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Last Time on Total Drama Survival:
Contestants were forced into the toughest, most grueling military training exercises in the world and I had to miss all of it because of jury duty!
From what I heard, Chef was absolutely ruthless in the challenge and all the contestants suffered greatly from crawling across sharp objects to wading through blood to standing in icy cold water! AND I HAD TO MISS IT BECAUSE OF JURY DUTY!
Anyways, Jessica won the challenge for the Lethal Lions, but in doing so, she got severe hypothermia and called it quits upon the recommendation of her friends.
But despite Jessica's medical evacuation, we still had to vote off a contestant. In the end, the tigers chose Thomas and he was sent off, but not before receiving a goodbye kiss from his new girlfriend Peyton.
Thirteen contestants remain! What will happen when we cut it to twelve? Find out right here on Total! Drama! SURVIVAL!
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Chapter 10: Come Sail Away
Draden woke up in his room in the Spa Hotel. He stretched, did a hundred push-ups and went to brush his teeth. He had sinking thoughts about Jessica. He was worried about her condition, but he had no means of contact with her. She had his number and Draden knew she would call him when she felt better.
Draden started out of his room into the dining hall.
"How are you feeling?" Allie asked Draden.
"Alright," Draden replied, "Anyone hear from Jessica?"
"No," Sophia shook her head, "And even if the show's staff knew, I doubt they'd tell us."
"Bunch of jerks," Angie rolled her eyes, "I can't believe Chris thinks its ok to keep us in the dark about the condition of our friends."
"What a terrible, terrible man," Sophia agreed.
"He's alright," Drake shrugged, "You all are just a bunch of wusses."
Draden started to get up, but Sophia stopped him, "He's not hurting anyone. Let him be a fool."
"Did you see what that punk did to Melvin?" Draden snarled at Sophia.
"Yes. But if you start a fight, things will only get worse," Sophia responded.
"The fool has hurt my friends and people I cared about," Draden said, "I'm gonna pound the guy's face in pretty soon."
"Don't," Sophia told Draden, "We all hate him, so let's just vote him off next time we lose a challenge."
CONFESSIONAL: DRADEN
"Drake is a bully. Not only that, but a violent, psychopathic one. He's tried to kill people here! How is he still in this contest! Gah! I hate bullies!"
CONFESSIONAL: DRAKE
"Now that Draden's skinny girlfriend is out of this game, he's almost out of allies. He's the only one here who I can't intimidate. After I send him home, this game is mine!" he cackles maniacally.
END CONFESSIONAL
Meanwhile, outside the hotel, the Terrifying Tigers had to sleep outside.
"Is everything alright?" Dawn asked Peyton.
"I'd be lying if I said yes," Peyton sighed, "but I'll see him again."
"I can tell you really miss him," Dawn said.
"I do," Peyton replied, "As soon as he asked me to be his girlfriend, he had to go," her face twisted into a scowl, "And it's all because of her!" she jerked a finger at Kellie, who was peacefully sleeping on Jared's shoulder.
"I would be careful," Dawn advised, putting a hand on Peyton's shoulder, "Revenge is never a favorable option. Kellie has many allies here that are obscenely loyal to her."
"Obscenely?" Peyton raised an eyebrow, "Lucas, Jared an Manny are just dumb, love-struck boys."
"They will unconditionally align their loyalty with Kellie until they find out she's using them. When that happens, they probably will not be around much longer."
"If you know they're being used, why don't you tell them?" Peyton asked "If its the whole team against Kellie, she probably won't be able to last."
"There are two reasons," Dawn said, "For starters, I am not allowed to directly interfere with the game, and even if I was, I know those three would not listen."
Peyton sighed, "You're probably right. Do I have a chance in the contest."
"I believe the teams are going to merge soon," Dawn explained, "When that happens, Kellie's allies will not carry as much weight."
"So we just have to wait for the merge?" Peyton asked Dawn.
"I would recommend winning the next few challenges," Dawn told Peyton, "Lest you or Claire have to follow in Thomas's footsteps."
"Alright," Peyton said, "Thanks for your help, Dawn."
"You're welcome. I wish I could help. I disapprove of Kellie's method of playing this game," Dawn replied, petting a monkey that leaped into her arms.
"Contestants!" Chris's voice called through the loudspeaker, "It's time for another challenge! Get ready for pain and suffering! Meet me at the dock in five minutes!"
"Good luck, Peyton," Dawn said, stroking the monkey's fur, "I'm rooting for you."
AT THE DOCKS
"Welcome to your tenth challenge!" Chris announced to the contestants, "Today, we're going to bring back the gross factor from some of the previous seasons!"
"What do you mean 'bring back?'" Allie asked, "Yesterday, we had to wade through blood!"
"Well, I wasn't there to see it," Chris shrugged, "So, in my eyes, it didn't happen!"
CONFESSIONAL: ALLIE
"I'm not very good at these gross challenges. I get a little bit skeeved out about gross stuff. This is what I was worried about when I signed up for the show."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Anyways," Chris scowled, "I'm trying to announce the challenge. This challenge will be two parts. The team that does the best in part one will get a distinct advantage in part two! What is that advantage you might ask? Well, if you win the first challenge, you get this!"
A large ship pulled up to the dock. It looked like a pirate's vessel with five large cannons across each side. A lot of the contestants gaped at the big boat.
"Yes!" Chris grinned at the large watercraft, "If you win, you'll be able to take this ship into an epic water battle against the other team! But fear not, losing team, you'll get this!"
A small clipper with three cannons that looked like they would fall off pulled up parallel to the massive ship.
"Yeah," Chris said, his grin getting more and more sinister, "Believe me, you'll want to win the first challenge. Speaking of which, follow me!"
Chris led the contestants to a clearing in the forest with two large tanks filled with liquid. There were diving boards over the tanks.
"Challenge part one!" Chris announced, "I like to call this challenge build-a-body! A nice morgue donated some human organs to us. Your job is to bungee jump into the tank of formaldehyde, take out an organ and put it into one of these," Chris handed a plastic human dummy to each team. The dummies had hollowed out chest, abdominal and forehead regions, "In each tank there is a brain, two lungs, a heart, a liver, a small intestine and a colon. Put each organ into the correct area in your container and your team wins. Each team's contestants will take turns jumping."
"I...I don't think I can do this," Allie told Chris.
"You must," Chris responded, "Who will win this challenge and get the big ship? Find out after the break!"
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NOW BACK TO THE SHOW:
The thirteen remaining contestants were lined up on their respective sides.
"Alright," Chris announced, "I got a phone call telling me to require you to wear protective goggles because formaldehyde is an eye irritant, and I don't want anyone going blind, because that would make for a boring competition."
"You're so caring," Claire rolled her eyes from the Tigers' side.
"I know!" Chris replied, "Anyways, ready! Set! Go!"
Kellie and Drake dived into their respective tanks. Both of them sprung back up, attached to the bungee cords, empty handed. The two attached the cords to their teammates Claire and Draden.
"This is disgusting," Claire complained as she jumped into the tank, holding her breath. She dug around the tank, but could not find any body parts to put in her container.
Daiskue, however, pulled out a brown, triangular blob, "What is this?" he asked his team.
"That's a liver," Allie called out to Daiskue, "Put it in the chest area!"
Daiskue did as instructed and Allie was up next.
"I don't know if I can do this," Allie said, disgusted.
"I know you can," Drake snarled, pushing the brilliant blonde, who screamed on her way down.
Draden clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes.
"Careful," Sophia said, placing a hand on the muscular teen's shoulder, "Resist your urges."
Allie came up, empty-handed, "That was uncalled for," she glared at the bully.
"What are you going to do about it?" the bully asked Allie, raising his fist.
Draden clenched his fists tighter.
"Don't," Sophia told him, "She can handle herself."
Allie scoffed at the bully and walked to the back of the line.
"Well, I guess I'm up," Draden said to Sophia, attaching the bungee cord. He jumped into the tank and picked up a brain, which he put into the head section of the container.
On the other side, Kellie came up with a lung, completing the chest region of the Tigers' container.
"Quick," she told to Lucas, "We're in the lead."
"For Tatooine!" Lucas screamed as he fell into the tank, but the fat boy came out emmpty-handed.
Kellie face-palmed from the back of the line at Lucas.
CONFESSIONAL: KELLIE
"I'd really like to take Lucas with me to the end of the contest. He's a loser and he'll be easy to beat."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Lucas," Kellie said to the sci-fi nerd, "I need to ask you something."
"What?" Lucas asked.
"The teams are going to merge any day now," Kellie explained to Lucas, "I need some allies and I'd love for you to join me."
"Aren't you with that Jared kid?" Lucas asked.
"No," Kellie almost gagged thinking about that prospect, "And besides, I just want us to be allied in the contest."
"Um," Lucas said, "I'm not sure. Alliances don't really work out in this game."
CONFESSIONAL: KELLIE
"Shoot! He's smarter than I gave him credit for!"
END CONFESSIONAL
Meanwhile, Claire picked up a colon from the tank and looked at Kellie talking up Lucas. As she moved to the back of the line, she glared at the beauty who merely waved back, smiling wickedly.
"You're on borrowed time," Kellie told Claire, "But I'm always accepting new alliance members."
"I wouldn't alliance with you if you were the last person in this competition," Claire snarled at Kellie.
"Suit yourself," Kellie shrugged, "but don't be surprised if you're the next one in the slingshot."
The Tigers were missing a brain and a large intestine in their container as Kellie started her turn again.
On the Lions' side, Angie picked up a heart and placed it in the chest region of the container, making the Lions only need a colon and an intestine.
The next couple contestants (Gregory, Sophia and Daiskue) all came out of the tank empty-handed and Allie was up for a second time.
"This is so disgusting," Allie shuddered.
"Am I going to have to push you again, you stupid blonde?" Drake asked Allie.
Allie back-handed Drake in the face and jumped into the tank and picked up a colon.
"Eew," Allie said, disgusted, "There's still poop in there!" she held the colon like it was contaminated and placed it into the abdominal area of her team's container.
"Just one more!" Drake smiled hungrily as he dived into the tank, "Damn, nothing," he cursed as he came out empty-handed.
"We win!" Peyton announced as she claimed the final part for her team's body.
"Oh really," Chris questioned, "Let me check your body."
Chris examined the Tigers' container, "Hmmm," he said to himself, "Is this the correct placement of all the organs? Um...I don't actually know where they're all supposed to go."
"You mean that you created a challenge," Allie said to the host, "and didn't even know what the end product was supposed to be?"
"Yeah, I just thought it would be really gross and I loved seeing your disgusted faces when you had to dive into formaldehyde," Chris sneered.
"So did we win the challenge?" Peyton asked politely.
"Hold on," Chris took out his smart phone and typed in human body diagram. When he pulled up a suitable picture, he examined it and compared the diagram to the Tigers' complete body, "It looks good enough!" Chris told the Tigers, "Tigers win!"
CONFESSIONAL: ALLIE
"So let me get this straight, I dive into a tank of formaldehyde, twice and we still lose the challenge? This game is so disgusting and demeaning that sometimes I wonder why I ever signed up for it. But I guess a million dollars will be enough to pay for a textbook or two when I go to college."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Challenge part 2," Chris announced, "This challenge is something I like to call Big Bad Boat Battle! It's very simple. All you have to do is sink the opponent's ship. Since the Tigers won the last challenge, they get the giant, 10-cannon pirate ship! The Lions get the flimsy, 6-cannon ship! You get 15 minutes to discuss your strategy."
LETHAL LIONS:
"Ok," Draden said to his team, "We're at a disadvantage here, so we need to have a good strategy in order to win this. Any ideas?"
Allie raised her hand.
"Besides the blonde," Drake sneered, but flinched after Draden raised his fist.
"What's your idea?" the muscular teen asked Allie.
"So, given that our ship is significantly smaller, it naturally follows that it's less cumbersome," Allie said.
"Cumbersome?" Drake asked, "Stop trying to sound smart, blonde!"
CONFESSIONAL: ALLIE
"How has Drake managed to stay in the competition for so long? Seriously! He's obnoxious, violent and nobody likes him! He is really getting on my nerves here!"
CONFESSIONAL: DRAKE
"Allie's close to freaking on me like she did with Ted. Pretty soon our team won't see her as a genius like they do now. They'll see her as a crazy, emotional wreck like I do."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Anyways," Allie ignored the bully, "If we rely on speed as opposed to just brute strength, we might be able to beat them.
"That...is brilliant," Daiskue told Allie.
"Thanks," Allie blushed and giggled.
"We should also shoot cannonballs upon turns," Sophia added, "Our cannons are on the sides of the ship."
Explain," Draden ordered.
"We need to make an effort to intentionally turn in front of the enemy's ship," Sophia explained, "As we do so, we should shoot from the side cannon. That will hit their ship head on and possibly sink it."
"Smart," Allie high-fived the taller girl, "I think we might actually have a chance."
TERRIFYING TIGERS:
"Alright," Claire said, the natural leader in her taking charge, "We may have an advantage here, but we still need to come up with a strategy to win."
"Shoot to thrill," Manny exclaimed, "Way to kill! I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will! Yeah!" Manny played the air guitar and head-banged, his ponytail flopping over his face.
"Rock out, brother," Lucas fist-bumped the rocker teen.
"Ok," Claire said, "I'll man the steering wheel."
"Alright," Peyton told her friend, "Should the rest of us man the cannons?"
"Yes," Claire responded, "I'm not quite sure about how to sail a ship. Anyone else know how?"
"No," came a chorus of responses.
"Just great," Kellie rolled her eyes.
"It's ok, girl," Jared put his arm around Kellie, who tried her hardest to pretend to enjoy it, "I'll save you from the sharks. Once I was swimming in the ocean and I found this big shark. I'm talking big, must have been four meters long, and he tried to bite me, so I punched him in the eye and he swam away, never to come back." he pulled up a pant leg to reveal a long scar, "This is where he bit me."
"Um...that's really cool," Kellie said.
CONFESSIONAL: KELLIE
"I am so sick of having to pretend to like losers like Lucas, Manny and especially Jared! But as long as they're voting with me, I can't afford to lose any of them. God, this game can be a pain sometimes."
END CONFESSIONAL
"It's time for aquatic warfare!" Chris announced, now dressed in his pirate outfit, "Yarr, me hearties, climb aboard yer ships and get ready ta duke it out pirate style, yargh!"
This earned a couple eye rolls from a few contestants.
"You know," Izzy said from behind Chris, "Your pirate voice really sucks!"
"Izzy!" Chris exclaimed, "Where did you come from?"
"I've been hanging out here for a couple days!" Izzy chirped happily, "This is a fun place! It's wild!"
"Really?" Chris raised an eyebrow, "It's an island in the middle of the ocean that's never been inhabited by people."
"I know!" Izzy's grin got wider, "Do you know how mad the park rangers get when you go to play with the elephants on the savanna? Here I can play with the elephants all I want! Have you ever swung on an elephant's trunk? It's fun!"
"You're crazy," Chris rolled his eyes.
"Thank you!" Izzy beamed, "I love being crazy!"
"Um, yeah, can I get back to hosting?" Chris asked the crazy redhead,
"Depends are you going to use that awful pirate voice?"
"Yarr, why do ye dislike me pirate voice so much?" Chris asked.
"Because, me hearty," Izzy withdrew a cutlass from her skirt, "Yer pirate voice hurts my ears!"
"You want to fight, Blackbeard?" Chris growled, drawing his own sword.
"Yer sword be made out of plastic!" Izzy taunted, Ye ought to be arrested fer impersonating a pirate!"
"Whatever," Chris rolled his eyes, sheathing his toy sword, "Can we just get on with the challenge?"
"Yea!" Izzy grinned, "Oh boy! This'll be really fun!"
"Anyways, everybody get aboard your ships. Tigers get the big one. Lions get the little one."
The teams did as instructed.
"And...go!" Chris announced.
"So, does anyone know how to pilot a ship?" Claire asked the rest of the Tigers.
"Nope," came a chorus of responses.
The team noticed the Lions' ship was also still. They were having the same problem.
"You didn't even tell them how to sail the ships?" Izzy asked Chris, "You're really that bad at planning?"
"I thought they'd figure it out themselves," Chris shrugged, "It's not exactly rocket science."
"Ok," Izzy said, "Then how do you sail a ship?"
"Oh, I have no idea," Chris admitted.
"So that's why you didn't tell them how to sail the ships," Izzy concluded, "You were too dumb to teach them."
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COMMERCIAL BREAK:
"Republican Courtney Satella is a sore loser and always ready to freak out when she doesn't get her way. Just look at when she was booted off Total Drama. She always freaked out every time and refused to be eliminated. Democrat Duncan Tarun had no problem with his elimination every time it happened. He gracefully lost and left with his head held high. Will you vote for a candidate who refuses to do what she's told or someone who will always follow the rules?"
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END COMMERCIAL
"Alright," Chris announced, "It's finally time to actually start the challenge!"
"Oh boy!" Izzy cheered, "This is gonna be great!" she clapped.
"Alright," Peyton cranked up the engine on the pirate ship, "Claire, you got the wheel?"
"Yep!" Claire smiled, "Who's on the cannons?"
"Me," Jared replied.
"Me," Kellie said.
"Me," Manny said from the other side.
"Yep," Lucas said from behind Manny, "For Tatooine!"
"Alright! We're off!" Peyton exclaimed, "Are the cannons loaded?"
"Yep!" the contestants running the cannons all said.
"Remember not to shoot too early," Claire advised, "And be sure to tell me if you need to turn. We need to be communicating in order to win!"
LETHAL LIONS:
"What are you doing?" Drake, who had taken the wheel asked his teammates, "Shoot them!"
"We're waiting, dimwit," Draden snarled at the bully, "We can only shoot at certain angles and there's a limited amount of cannonballs!"
"I'm turning this around," Drake told his team, "Get the cannons ready or I'll beat your ass."
Each contestant at the cannons loaded cannonballs into the big guns.
"I don't think the little ship has a chance," Chris told Izzy.
"Aw, I don't know," Izzy shrugged, "The Lions might be able to do something. They have some pretty strong players."
"Want to make a bet?"
"You're on! Loser buys winner ice cream?"
"Deal!" Chris shook hands with the crazy redhead.
"Launch them!" Drake said.
"We're not in range," Allie told Drake, "We need to get closer."
"Blast the cannon!" Drake screamed at the blonde, "Shut your stupid mouth and shoot."
"I'm not shooting until we have a chance at hitting," Allie crossed her arms.
Drake abandoned the wheel to intimidate the young genius, "Blast the cannon now, or I'll shove you in there!"
"What are you doing?" Draden raised a fist at the greasy bully.
"Nothing," Drake started to sweat, "I'm just encouraging my teammates," he laughed nervously, "right, Allie."
Allie rolled her eyes at this. Drake subtly snarled at her, raising his fist.
"No," Allie said, "Everything's fine! It's all good!"
"I don't believe her," Draden said in Drake's face.
"Um, is anyone at the wheel?" Allie asked.
"Oh, crap," Drake and Draden cursed in unison.
CONFESSIONAL: DRAKE
"Draden's tougher than me. That's for sure. I need to make sure he's gone. After he's out of here, I'll be able to do whatever I want to these losers. But I don't just want to vote him off. I want to injure him. I want to see him hauled out of here utterly broken and humiliated."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Turn it!" Peyton screamed as the Tigers' ship was about to collide with the Lions' ship.
Claire quickly turned the steering wheel 360 degrees.
"Whew," Peyton wiped sweat from her forehead. The Tigers' ship ran perpendicular to the Lions' ship as Kellie discharged the cannon.
The cannonball barely grazed the side of the ship.
"No!" Draden shouted as the cannonball rocked the smaller vessel. The Lions' ship turned around and aligned with the Tigers' ship.
"Shoot!" Drake shouted, now at the wheel again.
There was no shot.
"Come on! Shoot!" Drake turned his head to the side of the ship to see Gregory fast asleep with Angie trying to shake him awake.
Drake face-palmed, "Wake up!" he bellowed at Gregory, but the lazy boy was still fast asleep, "Damn it! We missed our chance!" he cursed as the ship passed the Tigers'.
The Tigers turned the wheel and aligned with the Lion's ship and Kellie shot off another cannonball, this one hitting the Lions' ship squarely in the side, punching a sizable hole in the wood.
"Why's the ship falling?" Drake asked.
"It's filling with water," Allie said, "We're sinking!"
"We're sinking?" Drake asked, "We lost! Oh, man, guys! We're voting someone off!"
"We did not lose yet," Daiskue scowled, tightening his headband, "The ship is still afloat." The martial artist shoved Drake out of the way and took the wheel, a determined look in his narrow eyes, "We still have the chance to win."
"What are you doing?" Draden asked, partially out of curiosity and partially out of worry.
But Daiskue did not answer. He was far too focused to hear outside noise. He was in battle mode.
"Trust him," Allie said, "He's good at thinking on his feet," she blushed and then sighed.
Daiskue started to tail the Tigers' ship as the Lions' ship continued to sink. The rest of the Lions started to worry. They knew what Daiskue was about to do.
"If we cannot win now," Daiskue narrowed his eyes, "We will go to a tiebreaker."
"Oh, crap!" Peyton shouted at her team, noticing the Lion's ship behind her own, "They're gonna sink us!"
The Lions were violently rocked upon the collision. The Tigers, being on the bigger ship felt it a little bit less, but still felt the impact of the smaller ship shredding their own. Soon, all thirteen remaining contestants found themselves soaking wet in the ocean, surrounded by debris and slats of wood from the shredded vessels.
"Well," Chris said, "It looks like there's no clear winner thanks to Daiskue. So that means that it's tiebreaker time! And believe me, you all are going to regret pulling a fast one on me!"
The 13 remaining contestants met Chris at a Colosseum-like structure.
"Alright," Chris told the contestants, "Welcome to the Chris-osseum!"
"I haven't seen this building around here," Izzy said to the host.
"It's a big island," Chris shrugged, "We've built a couple buildings around here for a couple challenges. We figured it'd be a little boring to see you guys running around the jungle for 20 episodes."
"Alright!" Izzy seemed satisfied.
"Only one contestant from each team will be participating in this challenge," Chris explained, "Since Daiskue decided to be a wise guy, he'll be taking on this challenge for his team. For the Tigers, choose your bravest!" Chris sneered.
Peyton was the only one on her team who was willing to participate, in the loosest definition of the word "willing."
"Alright!" Chris announced, handing a syringe filled with a blue liquid to both contestants.
"Your tiebreaker challenge is a good old gladiator fight! Just like the Romans used to do!"
"Wait a minute," Drake said, a wicked smile spreading across his face, "Didn't the Roman gladiators compete naked?"
"Er, yes..." Chris said.
"You heard the man," Drake sneered at Peyton, "Take your clothes off."
Peyton responded by slapping Drake across the face so hard, it dislodged a tooth.
"We're not really getting naked, right?" Peyton asked, a little worried.
"No, don't worry," Chris replied, "You must fight the beast and inject the tranquilizer into it. First person to knock out the beast you will be fighting will win this challenge for their team!"
"What are we going to be fighting here?" Daiskue asked, a twinge of nervousness upon him.
"Oh, this is going to be great!" Chris sneered, "Release the beast!"
The door to the Colosseum opened and a stomping noise rattled the stadium. Most of the contestants went wide-eyed at the sight of the massive beast that stomped into the arena.
A massive elephant, at least 4 meters tall entered the center of the stadium.
"Alright!" Chris announced from the stands, "First person to tranquilize the elephant wins for their team!"
Daiskue and Peyton stepped into opposite sides of the arena, with the elephant in the middle.
"You're not really going to make us do this are you?" Peyton worried.
"Yep!" Chris replied happily, "Thank Daiskue! If he just accepted defeat instead of making a tie, you two wouldn't be here!"
CONFESSIONAL: DAISKUE
"I might have to watch out for Peyton because of this. I hope she is able to forgive, but my honor and my team are more important to me than a little dose of fear and pain."
CONFESSIONAL: PEYTON
"I think I know Chris's game. The teams are probably going to merge soon and he's trying to stir up drama between teams. I don't hate Daiskue for this. He probably had no idea this would happen. So it's all good."
END CONFESSION
Daiskue stared down the large elephant, syringe in hand. He attempted to stab it into the large animal's foot, but the elephant was fast and lifted its leg to avoid the tranquilizer. Peyton used this as her chance and attempted to plunge the syringe into the trunk, but was quickly swatted away by the large appendage.
Peyton flew across the arena and hit the edge. The contestants all winced and Drake clapped and laughed like the loser he was.
Peyton felt a sharp stabbing sensation in her thigh. When she examined her leg, she saw that she had actually injected herself with the tranquilizer. She found herself getting drowsy. She tried to fight it but eventually lost to her lethargy and passed out.
The elephant, upon seeing its downed enemy, stomped forward at Peyton, lowering its head, ready to impale her on its tusk.
"Why is it trying to kill her?" Kellie asked Jared, seeming more curious than worried, "She's not attacking anymore."
"That's a bull elephant, and I'm guessing it's hormonal," Jared told Kellie, "They're much more aggressive than usual when they're hormonal," the Australian said, much more worried than the femme fatale.
"No you don't!" Daiskue yelled at the beast. He roundhouse kicked the elephant in the face. The elephant then diverted its attention to the martial artist.
The elephant charged, but Daiskue swiftly dodged. He grabbed his syringe of tranquilizer and jumped on the elephant's back. The elephant thrashed around, trying to shake off Daiskue, but the martial artist was strong and unrelenting. He plunged the syringe into the elephant's back and the elephant thrashed around in pain from the piercing needle.
Daiskue jumped off the elephant's back, leaving the needle lodged inside as the elephant continued to flail and thrash before finally hitting the floor with a thud that rattled the entire Colosseum. The Lethal Lions cheered as Daiskue bowed to his fallen opponent out of respect (He wasn't quite sure why he was bowing to an animal that was unconscious on the ground, but habit and a strong sense of honor forced him to do so).
"The Lethal Lions win!" Chris announced to the contestants in the stands, "Let's get Peyton out of here before the elephant wakes up. Hopefully she'll be awake to vote."
THAT NIGHT AT THE BONFIRE CEREMONY:
"It's time," Chris announced, "for one of the Tigers to go home. The votes have been cast, and boy, oh boy is this one gonna ruffle some feathers," Chris sneered sadistically, "As per usual, if I light your tiki torch, you're still in. If I don't, you must report immediately to the toss of shame."
CONFESSIONAL: KELLIE
"I'm not sweating this at all. I have Lucas, Jared, Manny and myself voting for Claire. We're in the majority here. And next time, we'll go for Peyton. This game is in the palm of my hand."
END CONFESSIONAL
Chris took his big tiki torch and dipped it in the fire to light it."The following contestants are safe:
Peyton
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Manny
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Jared
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Kellie
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Claire, Lucas, only one of you will be staying to see another day in the contest. The final spot of immunity will go to:
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Claire."
"What?!" Kellie's response was not nearly as shocked as Lucas's, "There's got to be some sort of mistake! Claire's supposed to be going!"
"Nope," Chris said, "Three votes for Lucas, two votes for Claire and one vote for Jared."
"Which of you screwed me over?" Kellie screamed at her alliance-mates.
"Why don't you take a look?" Chris said.
VOTING CONFESSIONALS
CLAIRE: "I'm voting for Lucas. As much as Peyton and I hate it, Kellie is a strong player and we've decided to keep her on until we merge. We don't want to sleep outside, you know?"
PEYTON: "Claire and I talked and we're leaving Kellie on until the merge occurs, which should be soon. Lucas has done next to nothing since we've been here, so I'll vote for him."
KELLIE: "Claire is out of this contest. Nothing personal, but that's what happens when you cross me!"
LUCAS: "Kellie told me to vote for Claire, but she's really nice and I don't think I could bring myself to do it. I vote for Jared. Maybe if he's gone, I'll have a shot with her!"
MANNY: "Nothing personal, Claire, but Kellie told me to vote for you, so I'm sorry. Hope we get to rock and roll again someday. You're pretty cool.
JARED: "I cannot, in good conscience vote for Claire. She's just too nice. I'm voting for Lucas instead. He's pretty lazy and he's got eyes on my girl."
END VOTING CONFESSIONALS
"See," Chris said, his smug face becoming more and more desirable to punch, "Sorry Lucas. Time to get going!"
Nothing eventful happened when Lucas was fired off via the giant slingshot.
"You!" Kellie shrieked at Jared, "You betrayed my trust!"
"Sorry, Kellie," Jared pleaded, "I couldn't. I have a conscience! Claire's too nice."
"You're too nice as well," Kellie narrowed her eyes at the Australian tough guy, "And for that, you're on my hit list," she hissed.
CONFESSIONAL: JARED
"I've been around man-eating crocodiles, angry bears and hungry sharks and nothing compares to how dangerous Kellie gets when she's angry. Oh well, she was starting to make me a little uncomfortable anyways, but I need to find new allies. Maybe Claire would be willing to help me out since I saved her when voting time came around.
END CONFESSIONAL
This marks the halfway point of this story. Twelve contestants are already gone. Twelve more remain.
And the drama is only just beginning. Who will be eliminated next? You shouldn't be anywhere else but right here on Total! Drama! SURVIVAL!
Eliminated:
24th: Daniel
23rd: Tori
22nd: Emma
21st: Hanna
20th: Eric
19th: Melvin
18th: Dennis
17th: Sydney
16th: Ted
15th: Jessica
14th: Thomas
13th: Lucas
Remaining Lions: Draden, Drake, Allie, Daiskue, Gregory, Angie, Sophia (7)
Remaining Tigers: Peyton, Manny, Kellie, Jared, Claire (5)