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Chapter 2: Friends on the Final Frontier

(WARNING: THIS STORY IS INTENDED TO MUCH DARKER THAN THE ORIGINAL AND AS SUCH WILL HAVE MUCH MORE DISTURBING SCENES! THE RATING WAS CHANGED FOR A REASON PEOPLE, DO NOT READ ON A FULL STOMACH!)


"Last time on Total Drama World Tour; Greece, hey it was ruined before we go there! Here we learned that Alejandro may not be perfect, unless perfection means being super klutzy. And Tyler spilled the beans about Duncan and Gwen's kiss. Any thoughts? Kaboom! I had no idea Cody had such a killer right hook. In the end, the Amazons won. But, no one went home, so everyone could marinate in awkward soup for at least one more challenge. Who's going to get knocked out of orbit this week? Will Courtney get her revenge? And why am I the one flying the plane?!"

As Chris this last question angrily, the camera zoomed to reveal that Chris had been at the helm, and was doing a terrible job. After the radio claimed they were entering restricted airspace Chris cleared his throat and said "Find out some of these and more on Total! Drama! WHERE THE HELL IS CHEF!"


Normally the first class room gave a feeling of joy towards the victor chosen to sleep in its quarters. However for the past night sitting in the room was absolute torture due to the thick silence and murderous intent. Cody had been absent from first class since they first woke up. Most just assumed he was hiding from Sierra, who went on a mad chase for him.

Gwen had the worst of it due to being the target of all this negative energy. Courtney worked on her to do list, many of the items including harming either Duncan or Gwen. Sierra wasn't much better as when she wasn't hunting down Cody she was making paper dolls of her goth teammate, before viciously biting the heads off.

Only Heather seemed to be the slightest bit content as she drank her smoothie "What a beautiful day it is. Mmm what is that delicious smell? Oh I know! Tension! And it has nothing to do with me. Thanks Gwen."

Gwen glared at the Queen Bee, though inwardly she pleaded for something to distract the others, if even for a moment. She got her wish when the only male on the team came in looking fatigued and bedraggled.

"Cody? Where were you all night?" Sierra asked incredibly concerned with what had happened.

"I don't know! One second I'm sleeping comfy in my lounge chair, and the next I wake up in the cargo hold with the rats and Ezekiel. What's worse is that I have a really bad headache."

"Well get over it loser! We've got a challenge to win and I'm not going to lose it because you have a migraine got it?" Heather intimidated the tired geek

Despite looking fearful at first he quickly gained his own look of power and said with a slight cockney accent "Just so much as it doesn't interfere with what I have planned for today Sloth."


Confessional:

"Ow. I don't even know what I did wrong! What did I say?" Cody asked with a red hand shaped mark left on his face.


"I'm serious. The guy's a jackass with a capital G. I'd never cheat on my Lindsay the way he hurt Courtney." Tyler said aloud about Duncan, who was curently dressing his black eye with a steak "He deserves two kicks to the-"

"Permission to speak freely you know, Athlete to Athlete?" Owen requested to his friend while holding up his emptied medal.

"What happened to your medal?"

"I ate the chocolate, so good, refilled it with peanuts, ate those, refilled it with foam packing peanuts, ate those, puked up a painful white cloud and didn't refill it." Owen explained before he heard a muffled noise coming from the luggage compartments.

"Guys, I think that the plane is haunted!" Owen screamed fearfully and tried to fit himself under the benches to hide.

It was at this point Alejandro stood up "Relax Owen, it's probably just some rats up there. Let me show you."

Alejandro opened up the door to prove his point, only to be crushed by a much larger man. It was Chef, who was tied up in his own apron, gagged with his boots, and had several scratch and burn marks on his face.

"Chef? What happened to you?" Tyler asked freed the man from his binds.

After taking the shoe out of his mouth, Chef answered "I don't know, I was just checking on you stupid kids like I was told to do. But then after I checked the Amazons, somebody or something jumped me."

"Well I always knew Courtney was completely insane." Duncan quipped in response to Chef's frightened raving.

"It wasn't Courtney stupid. I got a good look at his face and I'm sure it was a guy. A guy who had red eyes!"

The mention of red eyes made Duncan halt his carving into the bench, when his own black memory appeared in his mind "Wait! Did he have a British accent, messy brown hair, and a top hat with a fraction card stuck in the rim?"

The delinquent felt his heart drop when Chef nodded to all of these questions "Listen do me a favor. There's a room we use for storage next to the confessional that I check everynight. Do you mind checking it for me before we start the challenge?"

"Why didn't you do it yourself last night?" Duncan asked sarcastically under his fear before being grabbed by the collar of his skulled shirt.

"Because I was a little busy getting stuffed into a luggage compartment!" Chef growled before tossing the keys to Alejandro and passing out.

"Well men looks like we have a new mission to work on before the challenge. Shall we complete it?" Alejandro said to his paralyzed and anxious teammates, though only Tyler spoke of his doubts.

"I don't know bro, what if that guy who attacked Chef is there?"

"Relax Tyler, Chef and Chris probably just had to much vodka and he had a night terror…and somehow stuffed himself into the luggage compartment…That's not important, what matters is that we get the job done."

His shoddy explanation managed to at least partially quelled the fears of Tyler and Owen who followed him on the route to the confessional. Duncan however stayed behind and pretended to stretch.

"Hey Duncan you coming man?" Tyler called from the doorway.

"No, you guys can handle it on your own. I'll just be here practicing for the challenge." Duncan stuttered trying to excuse himself from the task at hand.

Tyler easily noticed his out of character behavior and decided to press him further "What, your not scared are you?"

Duncan instantly brought his fist up into the jock's face threateningly and snapped back "I am not scared! Let's go to the stupid storage."

The punk put his hand back up against his waist before walking off after the others. Satisfied though still slightly shaken by the results, Tyler followed.


Confessional:

"I've always wanted to see into that room. It's contents could prove useful to my game. Though I am a bit confused as to how Chef ended up in that situation, but upon more thought it probably has something to do with today's challenge, like what was done in London. Maybe we're visiting the Warren Museum?"

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"I was not scared! His description was just a bit to familiar for comfort is all…but even if it is the guy I'm thinking of I could definitely take him on! Totally…yeah…"


Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot stood in front of the door both anxious and curious. The door was definitely not in its previous condition as instead of being intact it had large chunks of it missing and the lock was completely torn off by what appeared to a large knife.

"So, who wants to go in first, cause I'm totally up for it." Duncan stuttered in a confident tone.

Alejandro sensed his insecurity and decided to press him further to get under his skin "It's ok to admit your scared Duncan, we won't think less of you for it. Well, not any less of you then we already do."

"Don't hold your breath Al!" Duncan sneered as he stomped over to the enterance and kicked down the door.

He wasn't prepared at all for what he found inside. The punk was speechless as he walked through the doorway with eyes wide and his jaw dropped to its maximum.

Alejandro took note of this and approached him inside the room "Duncan, what's the matter…¿qué en el mundo?"

The blood and chunks of flesh flung around the room were reminiscent of a wild animal attack. Splinters of bone littered the floor of the roof, and pieces of bone marrow and grey matter were plastered against the wall. But what drew the most attention in the room was the seven-sectioned circle of blood drawn into the wall.

"Hey Al, can we come in yet." Tyler asked from behind the doorway, blissfully unaware of the horrors inside.

"No my friend, I wouldn't recommend it." Alejandro said as he approached the blood circle and noticed a certain detail about it written in the rectangles "Lust, pride, gluttony, envy, wrath, sloth, and greed. The seven deadly sins. But what are those symbols in the center supposed to mean?"

In response to his Latino teammates aloud wondering Duncan took a closer look at the aforementioned circle and froze with fear when he came to the symbol in the center. The punk felt his stomach get nauseous and his body get dizzy before vomiting from the stress of the terrible memories.

"Duncan are you okay?" Alejandro asked with feigning concern.

Once he wiped the remaining the vomit from his face, Duncan growled defensively "Of course of I am, why on earth would I be scared of a stupid symbol.

"I don't believe I said anything about the symbol." Alejandro answered with the slightest bit of smugness in his voice. When notified of his revealing error, Duncan angrily stormed out of the room.

"I'm going to go brush my teeth."


Confessional:

"It appears our delinquent friend has some hidden trauma. Likely from juvie. And if I figure out what it is I might be able to use it against him, and push him off the slippery slope of elimination."

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"Wait a second, Duncan actually brushes his teeth? I guess you learn something new everyday."


Back in the staff lounge (and by staff we mean Chris), Chef had temporarily recovered from his experience and was now cautiously playing chess with Chris and trying to fix the malfunctioning fax machine. This lasted up until the plane started to shudder.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! WHAT IS THAT?!" Chef screamed in terror as he ducked under the table.

"Chillax man, the plane just needs a tuneup." Chris said before grabbing his p.a. radio "Attention potential crash victims; please remain calm. Our autopilot is testing some equipment. Snacks in the common area if you don't believe me and want a last meal"

The remaining members of the cast gathered into the common area around the snacks, which turned out to just be a bowl of fruit, much to Owen's disappointment "You call these snacks? We're all going to die!"

Mere seconds after he began crying the overweight contestant crammed a whole bunch of bananas into his mouth. Despite still being very shaken by what he had seen earlier that night Duncan approached his partner in affair.

"Looking especially pasty this morning."

"That means so much coming from a cyclops." Gwen teased back much to the ire of Courtney.

"Ugh"

Alejandro took the opportunity to manipulate and feigned distate "Unbelievable! Forgive me, I am simply offended on your behalf. Perhaps a little payback is in order; how would Duncan like it if you flirted with someone?"

The Latino poited to Tyler epically failing at eating a banana, which gave Courtney an idea. All while Cody looked on with a confused leer.


Confessional:

"Duncan will lose it! It's basic break up math; the more mad Duncan gets, the more jealous he looks. The cruddier Gwen feels, the more vindicated I am. It's perfect!"

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"Really? Flirting with Tyler?! That's your game plan? I'm sorry how did this girl get so far last season? Oh right legal contracts and stuff. I'm just saying flirting with someone just makes herself look more pathetic and thus a bigger target, not to mention it makes you look like a big fat hypocrite by flirting with SOMEONE ELSE'S boyfriend when you've been a wreck over the exact same thing… Where is all this coming from? I guess my migraine is making me a better strategist!"


"Must. Leave. Beautiful. Corpse!" Tyler said while exercising on a nearby pipe.

With a quick signal from Alejandro, Courtney executed her plan "Tyler is super cute!"

The moment she said that, Tyler's shoe went flying off his foot hitting Courtney right in the face and knocking her down. Despite this accident, she wasn't deterred "Haha, wooow. Your so fit and strong Tyler."

Duncan looked on with not a look of jealousy, but one of irritation before the lights went out and it turned into one of fear. The members of Team Chris began to inwardly panic, especially Duncan and Alejandro before a farting noise came from the darkness.

"The dark as my witness that was not me." Owen said being able to tell everyone was glaring at him through the shadows.

The mood was broken when a cockney voice whispered in a sing song voice "Lust, and pride, and gluttony. Envy, wrath, and sloth, and greed!"

After the song had finished, almost everyone in the room began to scream, Duncan and Alejandro especially. They only got louder once the plane took a nosedive towards the ground, before correcting itself at the last possible second.

Though they had ceased their screaming once they had stopped falling, Owen still kept hollering until Alejandro said and snapped "Three two one and you're back."

At that exact moment, Owen stopped screaming much to Duncan's shock and Al's relief "We landed already? Huh, I'm so over my flying thing."

"Looks like I owe you five bucks."


Confessional:

"My Uncle Julio's a hypnotist. Manipulating runs in the family! And that wasn't the only post-hypnotic suggestion I gave Owen, hmm hm hm."


About five minutes later everyone stood outside the plane in the middle of a Nevada desert with Chris standing there in military garb "Everyone, welcome to the coolest extraterrestrial-ist place in the world: Area 52,"

"52? Area 51 is where all the cool alien stuff is." Gwen skeptically stated,

"The show's so broke we have to fake an area now?"

"Nope. This really is Area 52. That's Area 51 right there. We're just inside the border; well, all of us except Duncan" Chris said right before a laser shot out and began to electrocute the punk.

"Thanks for the laser show colonel."

Eventually the laser dissapeared and dropped Duncan like a rock, while Courtney laughed and hung onto Tyler.

"It's good to have friends in Area 51 places."


Confessional:

"Flirting with Tyler? I knew she hated me, but I had no idea she hated me that much. Wow."


"Listen up space cases." Chris was about to explain the challenge before a large platoon of black ops soldiers rushed into the plane.

"Um Chris what are those guys doing." Sierra asked while she and the others watched them rush inside.

"Oh them? They're here to capture some whack job, serial killer, stowaway who hacked up one of our interns and turned him into an arts and crafts projects. Now we're sending all our interns back to Canada so something like this doesn't happen again. From the police report they faxed us, the psycho's name is Frederick de Luna. He broke out of prison a few years ago and they've been chasing him ever since. Must have snuck onboard back in London."

"Shouldn't they be calling the RCMP or something. The Black Ops seems like kind of a stretch?" Gwen asked.

"Considering the fact that half the squad of police officers sent to apprehend him ended up dead." Chris retorted "But back to the challenge at hand. 5-1 is one of the most tightly protected military bases in the world! Which is why tonight's challenge is going to be so much fun! For me."

PART ONE: Break into Area 51 without getting shot, gassed, plasma rayed, or otherwise killed. The place is guarded by black ops soldiers.p, so if anyone explodes, their hilarious but untimely death will be blamed on a freak weather balloon accident.

PART TWO: Each team must find a genuine alien artifact inside Area 51's infamous Black Box Warehouse. You need to find something alien that still works. But be careful, the warehouse is loaded with booby traps.

PART THREE: The winning team must bring their working artifact back to Area 52 intact. Final team back will send someone out the Drop of Shame.

"One final warning. DO. NOT. GET. CAUGHT? Rumor has it trespassers get a memory wipe and are transferred to an alien colony where they either become slaves or food! You have till dawn! Go!"


Both teams took off immediately after Chris gave the go. Currently Team CIRRRRH was heading towards their first obstacle before the Black Box Warehouse.

"We should split up and scout for points of entry. Owen's with me!" Duncan explained hisplan resulting in Owen following him, while Alejandro and Tyler stopped dead in their tracks.

"So Courtney eh? She can't stop flirting with you!" Alejandro suggested to his tracksuit wearing friend.

"Flirting? With me? Whoa! But nah, I couldn't cheat on my Lindsay" Tyler stood firm much to the apparent admiration of Alejandro.

"Good for you my friend." The Latino told him proudly though in the inside he was fuming.

His attention was brought away though when Duncan called out "Hey guys, you've gotta see this!"

The duo approached behind the rock to see that they were right up onto the enterance of Area 51's Black Box Warehouse. While it looked intimidating at first a smal bunny than began hopping past them.

"I think it's safe to cross!" Tyler said as the rabbit got closer, though he would eat his words when a laser came out of nowhere and charred it's fur.

"I'll be on the plane!" Owen said while cowering behind the rock.

"Listen up, I have a plan to get past those lasers. Just follow my lead." Duncan ran back and grabbed a group of stones and headed back. He passed them out to his teammates and said "Throw the rock in the opposite direction your running. Now!"

Alejandro did so first running to a rock close the entrance with ease, giving a thumbs up to signify his success. Tyler went next though he wasn't paying attention to where he was running and ran right into a cactus, though it was close enough to the warehouse that it didn't matter.

"Owen go!"

Despite previous examples Owen ran screaming with the rock and was zapped by the laser, sending him flying behind the fence.

"Huh how'd you get over there?" Owen asked his teammates, not realizing where he'd fallen. Seconds later a pipe came from the ground and attempted to suck Owen up. However the boy's girth couldn't fit through, so it was retracted and another pipe was sent to swallow him whole.

"Owen!" Tyler screamed, worried for his large friend and began to climb the electric fence not heeding Alejandro's warnings. The remainder of the the team simply went around gate. They met him on the the other side, a smoking wreck.

"Nicely done Tyler." Duncan mocked his klutzy and accident prone teammate.


Meanwhile the Amazons stood in front of a clearing tha guarded. Heather wasn't interested in the slightest, and quipped "Ooooh, some kind of security vegetable garden. Cody get your clammy hands off my leg."

"I'm not touching your leg. Talk to the Gila Monster!" Cody pointed out the scaly lizard hooking itself to the girls leg "We might want to run considering those things are venomous!"

Taking his warning the group ran away while the Gila Monster gave chase, only to be blown away by a sudden explosion "Since when do lizards fly?"

"Everyone, freeze. We are on a minefield!" Gwen warned them as they stood like statues.

Sierra, already angry at her decided where to put the blame "Way to lead, New Heather!"


Confessional:

"New Heather?!"


"Ugh, what are we going to do?" Gwen asked desperately for any ideas.

"Maybe you should make out with the mine fields boyfriend?" Courtney retorted.

"Ummm genius, mine fields aren't sentient. And even if it was I'm pretty sure that would piss it off." Cody made his arguement to the CIT.

"I know I was being witty string bean!"

"Oh that's what it was. Well good news, you frickin' suck at it!"

"Aren't you usually nicer than this, you know when you just stand there?"

"You try being nice with a headache the size of Seth MacFarlane's ego."

"I should kick your butt right now!"

"That's the good part of this situation Wrath; you can't without blowing yourself up!"

"What did you call me?!"

Finally having enough of the bickering, Heather broke it up "We're wasting time! Someone do something!" She regretted her words when a familiar chime rang out.

"Anything but that!" Gwen said irritated.

It was at this point Chris showed up with a jet pack "I'll give you a choice. What would you rather do: Sing a song or Tapdance in a minefield?"

Taking the opportunity Courtney began to sing with Heather as backup.

Boyfriend kisser!

I thought she was my friend,
But now it's time to diss her!
Sure we had some fun times,
But I'm not gonna miss her now!

Boyfriend kisser!

You're gonna get
What's coming to you
If it's the last thing
I ever do-oo-oo!

That's right!
That's right!
That's right!
That's right!

Let's go a little back!
We captured Duncan in a sack.

And had a laugh attack
When you stretched me on the rack!

All those times you made me smile,
You wanted my man
All the while!

"Duh! It was so obvious." Sierra put her two cents in, while interrupting the song.

Boyfriend kisser!

You're not my new sister!
You're a pussy, gothy, nasty blister! Oh!

Boyfriend kisser!

You're gonna get what's coming to you!

If it's the last thing I ever do-oo-oo!

After the song ended Cody had thought enough to find a way to trigger the mines and make them explode harmlessly so they could get a trail out "You found a way out! And you sacrificed your candy to do it."

"Thank the dork while you run!" Heather said as the sprinted out of the minefield and towards their goal. Though none of them noticed a horned shadow slinking its way back to the plane, while taking a different form.


After a bit longer of running the Amazon's made it over to the final entrance of the Black Box Warehouse. After waiting for some more black ops soldiers to charge out, Heather blocked the door with her foot when the coast was clear, giving the team free passage to sneak in.

"Wicked, we beat Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot here." Gwen said with joy right before the latter walked in.

"Guess again pasty."

Annoyed with the flirting, Courtney brought her own strategy back into order. She walked over to Tyler who currently nervously looking around the warehouse "They stole Owen and brought him in here somewhere!"

"Oh no, poor Tyler. Wanna go somewhere quiet and talk about it?" Courtney asked in a flirtatious tone, making especially sure her ex was watching.

"Welcome to the Black Box Warehouse. Finding a functioning alien artifact in here, is gonna be a bit like finding a needle in a haystack. A haystack with a black ops security system! Which I set off when I hacked into this P.A. My bad."

When the host mentioned the last part everyone gained a look of "oh crap" on there faces before the alarm went off and they ran for cover. Courtney ran behind a box and checked to see if the coast was clear as some of Team Chris ran by before she was hit on the head by some broken alien mechanics.

She angrily turned around to see that her bitter teammate was currently rooting through a storage box and dug out a silver disk which appeared to be deactivated "Great, more broken junk."

Heather tossed it away and it landed on the floor of the warehouse, which was apparently enough to turn it on and send it flying away. In response the artifact slipping through her grasp, Heather growled "Ugh, can't these boxes have labels."

After that was over with she approached a blue portal like device , and stuck her hand into the void out of curiosity. This turned out to be a horrible idea though as the blue substance began to pull her in. Courtney stood there, having just had a close shave with a guard robot and pondered the decision of saving her.

"Hmmm, she is a pain…But I need her vote to get rid of Gwen!" She came to her decision and began tugging on her leg, eventually pulling her out, covered in blue otherworldly slime.

"What were you waiting for? I am covered in space snot." Heather angrily asked of the CIT "At least the stupid thing's still intact."

Realizing this would throw a monkey wrench in her plan to get Gwen eliminated Coutney knocked the portal over with her foot, rendering it inoperable and useless to Team Amazon.

"Oh no! Better keep looking." Courtney faked the misfortune.

"Are you trying to lose?"

"What? As if!" Courtney acted insulted as she turned around with an evil grin on her tan face. Heather still suspected her and glared at her with all the hate she could muster.


Meanwhile back on the plane, a division of the black ops security team was quietly patrolling the inner workings of the right wing. So far they hadn't seen anything suspicious aside from the occasional shadow from a rat.

"Why are even still looking around this screaming metal death trap. Police reports say this guy's got an I.Q. of 195, I think he'd have escaped by now."

"He may have a high I.Q. but he's a legally diagnosed sociopath. Us being here does nothing more than add to his twisted game of cat and mouse." The commander told one of his men.

"Actually I'm more of a psychopath than a sociopath." A familiar voice said under the cover of darkness.

"He's in the wing! Start firing!" In response to the order from their superior the soldiers around the wing, though they apparently hit nothing.

Cedric then droned in mock hurt voice "How rude! You hardly meet a guy and you start trying to the kill them. Perhaps I should return the favor."

"*ahem*Jack-be-nim-ble. Jack-be-quick." The insane man said slowly, snapping to the beat of his words. He paused for a few moments before his final snap "Kill."

The very second after he snapped his fingers a pair of decayed and bony hands reached down from the ceiling and grabbed the commander, who was still firing his gun wildly as he was pulled into rafters. After a few seconds of cold silence, a deafening scream came from above and a warm liquid rained down, along with a few solid chunks.

By this point those in the wing broke out into a panic and started firing where they had heard the snapping, though once again appeared to have missed "You know if you want to kill me you'll have to try a bit harder than that. Like this for example."

A thump came from the bottom of the wing before it broke out in blood and deafening screams from the inky blackness. The paranoia of the slaughter eventually became to much for one soldier when the screams of his comrades came to a halt and he felt something breathing down his neck.

"It appears that this portion of the game is about to come to a close. Now let's end this shall we?" The soldier had already bolted for the entrance of the plane's main body by the time he had finished.

The moment before he could escape from the wing though, he felt an incredible pain around his torso, before the entire lower part of his body went numb. He turned his head to see that Cedric was standing above him, licking the blood off his cane after bisecting him.

"Now don't tell me that you're leaving already? I need you for the next part of the game." Cedric said as he pulled a small wooden talisman out of his pocket. He pressed it onto the back of his hand, causing it to disassemble and reassemble into a gauntlet with three glowing red symbols on the palm.

He lifted the man up by the collar of his armor, and with a grin filled with childlike glee, flexed the gauntlet causing red lightning to spew from it "Now let's see what we can make from that ugly mug of yours."


(A/N): …Hey don't look at me like that! I told you that this story was going to be screwed up. I left a disclaimer at the top of the chapter you know! But no, nobody ever listens to me!

But for real, I'm sorry this took so long to update. Even with my alibi of having to finish up the first story arc in my main story Ninja of Santoryu. Now that it's finished though I should have more time to write this. In between all my school that is.

Leave your thoughts in a review and I'll see you next time.

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