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Chapter 4: The Monster of Hanging Rock Part 1
"Last time on Total Drama World Tour; Area 51! Plucked from space to zap your face. While black ops forces went on a search for a dangerous stowaway, Tyler got himself into a prickly situation. And he wasn't the only one, heh, you call those lasers! Cody dealt with multiple issues, such as a migraine, Sierra (not to be confused), and pod people. Very similarly, the always controversial Duncan also dealt with his own issues, in the form of past juvie trauma. And that's not a dentist's chair! You didn't think Owen would go to an actual dentist, did you? In the end, the lack of a field check before displaying a weakness caused Team Me to fall just short of the finish line, and everyone's favorite walking lard pile Owen to get the shove, while Courtney warned Duncan and Gwen to sleep with one eye open.
Who's going to blunder in the land down under. And how much money will we have to pay to get a security system for the plane. Find out right here, right now on Total. Drama. Woooorld Toooouuuuur!"
Much like a few nights ago Gwen found herself in a most uncomfortable position. Both Sierra and Courtney were glaring her down with the intensity of a puma. Cody, however was fully enjoying himself now that his headache had faded away, resulting in his mood significantly improving "Mmm, the chocolate chips are still gooey! First class rocks!"
"Well someone's energetic today. Good thing too, we'll need everyone at top speed to win this challenge. And for the record, don't you ever call me a sloth again!" Heather leaned over the seat above Courtney and Gwen's, referring specifically to Cody.
Despite her claims Cody merely shrugged and said "I never called you a sloth."
Heather merely passed this off as a lie, and in a rare act of kindness offered Gwen a cookie, which Courtney quickly grabbed and crushed within her furious hands.
Confessional:
Courtney: "I am so ready to push Gwen out the door at three hundred feet. We have to lose the next challenge! Sierra will vote with me, but for some reason Cody still can't see theevil seeping from Gwen's poorly moisturized skin. So I guess that leaves…Oh crap."
Heather walked past the dark bathroom with some snacks that had been bought from the commons area, before being pulled inside with a yelp.
Confessional:
Courtney: "Okay, so we vote out Gwen next agreed?"
Heather: "Not if you try to lose on purpose like you did last time!"
Courtney: "*gasp* I did no such thing! But on the off chance our streak ends, we vote off Pasty Mc*censor*face right?
Heather: "Ugh, fine. But only if you'real telling the truth and won't send me home instead!.
Courtney: "Deal!"
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Heather: "Fingers crossed! Oh the advantages of making deals in the dark. I saw her trip Gwen yesterday; the only reason we won is because Alejandro tagged Owen with that hypnosis. She throws our challenge again, and I toss her out the plane head first!"
"If we can just get Heather on our side we can get rid of Courtney." Gwen discussed with Cody who jumped in with his own conclusion.
"If anyone goes it has to be Sierra. She stole all my toothbrushes! I have to brush my teeth with a rag!"
"That's not too bad."
"She stole all my underwear! I'm down to wearing my swim trunks! And you don't even want to know what she did to me after I got paralyzed." Cody said with his eyes wide open from the trauma.
"Alright we can get rid of Sierra next. But Courtney has to go ASAP."
"Don't worry babe, the Codeman's already on it."
Confessional:
Cody: All we have to do is keep winning until Duncan goes home. Then maybe Courtney will drop her Gwen vendetta, then when the merge comes I can get Tyler in on it and my new alliance can vote off Sirra. And it's not just cause she stalks me. There's something I have to before a time limit every once in a while in private. I can find a blind spot in the cameras if I look hard e-
"-nough, but Sierra doesn't have one. If I don't get it done soon something horrible is gonna happen!" Cody explained before noticing something was off about the camera "Shouldn't the red light be on this thing?"
"Indeed it should!" Cody looked up to the mirror above the camera to see that his reflection had changed, to someone he had hoped never to see again.
"Well, well, well, well, welly welly, well, well, well. It's been too long Old Bean! What five, six years?" Cedric mocked in a faux cheerful tone.
The look on Cody's face deadened as he gave the man a hateful glare "Not nearly long enough if you ask me."
"Well how rude. Maybe if you actually strengthened the locks on my prison this season, I wouldn't have enough of a connection to this world to appear."
"You know it has to be done in private! And with Sierra, I never get any privacy!"
"Cody, are you okay in there?*gasps* Did you fall in!" Sierra cried from the other side of the door.
"That only happened once!" Cody answered back a little too loudly causing Team Chris to hear him, and begin laughing.
"I see what you mean. But don't fret, in a few seconds you won't ever have to deal with her ever again." Cedric as he pulled the talisman out of his pocket and slipped it onto his hand, into its gauntlet form.
"Wait, how did you get that back?…Oh sh-"
*ZAP*
After the laughter died down in economy, Alejandro soon began feeling the discomfort of the area again "Loser class again? This is pathetic! Men, we must from the ashes of our sudden defeat and ignite the flames of victory!"
"I'm all for starting fires!"
"Let's think for a moment. The Amazon's are only powerful thanks to Courtney and Heather. Getting Courtney's head out of the game should be easy due to her impulsiveness, but we'll need something bigger for Heather. But what?" Alejandro pondered allowed.
"I have an idea! Every girl you crush on ends up going home, like Bridgette and Leshawna. Pretty bad luck there bro. So if you act like your crushing on Heather, we can use the curse to our advantage and Heather will go home!" Tyler suggested, blissfully unaware of the true circumstances behind the eliminations.
"Bridgette and Leshawna?" Duncan said surprised "I thought I was the only guy who snagged gold at the babe-olympics!"
"Well it's quite a shame. I really was fond of both, and it hurt me to see them go so early in the game. I suppose I could attempt a false seduction, but it goes against the gentleman's code."
"There a code for that crap?"
"Well I wouldn't expect someone to know about that Pride!" A new cockney voice came from the exit of economy class. This voice came from Cody, who seemed to be in an exceptionally happy mood, with a few minor differences in his appearance. These included messier hair and heavy bags under his eyes which were now a heavy shade of crimson.
"Dude, you look like a lemur! Are you sure that you got enough sleep last night?" Tyler asked, concerned of his friend's slightly disheveled appearance.
"Slept like the dead Tyler. Slept like the dead." Cedric said in his regained possession of the body, walking back to first class.
"That was weird. Now back to the subject of getting rid of Heather and Court."
"Even if I were to seduce Heather, Courtney would remain unaffected. There must be a way to throw both of them off their game."
"Well that's easy, Heather,s got the hots for you right. So flirt with Courtney!"
"That's it! If seduce Courtney, it will concurrently throw both of them off their game, and one will vote each other out. Brilliant Duncan!"
"Eh, it's a gift." Duncan said arrogantly as he leaned back against the economy benches.
Little did they know Cedric was lying besides the door out of his disguise. And he'd heard the entire conversation "Indeed it is Pride, indeed it is.…"
Confessional:
Tyler: "I'm not sure about this plan anymore. I was only willing to do it to Heather cause of how mean she is. But Courtney is going through some rough times right now. Even if she's kind of mean, it just doesn't feel right."
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Duncan: "It's a win-win situation right now. If Alejandro succeeds Courtney's a goner. If he fails, it's provides me a good reason to get rid of him. This couldn't be more perfect."
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Cedric: "'Ello, 'Ello. Cedric von Túfeice at your service. I bet your wondering what I'm doing out of my disguise. I'm a wanted man after all. But the way I see it, everyone on this screaming metal death trap is my hostage. If someone tries to arrest me, than BAM, blood coats the walls. Plus, the silencing barrier will reappear whenever I'm out of my cover, so it's not like they can figure out who I am. Well, time to relax a spell before the next chapter begins.
Cedric walked into first class with a spring in his step, sitting on the bar and pulling out a deck of cards from his sleeve. He shuffled them up and spread them out on the table, before beginning a game of Solitaire.
"Where have you been?"
"The loo Sloth, humans have to go every once in a while. And I would know that… as a human."
"I thought I told you not to call me that!" Heather got up into his face. Before she could no anything more, he had moved his cards back into a desk, and rolled into a different stool, fanning the cards out identically to how they were before.
"I wouldn't mess with me while I'm playing a game of solitaire Sloth. Causing me to lose my game with your foolish antics would have…heheheh…unfortunate consequences for you." Cedric stated as he resumed his game, though his eyes were now in plain sight of everyone.
"…What happened to your eyes. They look really…bloodshot."
"Oh, just a bit of a headache problem."
"I thought you said your headache went away." Gwen continued to question the demon, though she didn't know he was one at the time.
"Earthquakes can have aftershocks Metallica." Cedric calmly stated, before Sierra approached him from behind and Cedric dropped the card he had in his hands.
"Poor Cody. I know! How about another foot rub to make you feel better!"
"…SCREW THIS NOISE!" Cedric screamed in apparent fear before darting for the vent, and ripping it off crawling inside.
Confessional:
Cedric: "I am asexual. I just thought I'd tell you that before any of you weird gore loving serial killer groupies draw male on male fan art of me. But even if I weren't, there would be no way in hell I'd go for someone like her. There's a difference between being a psychopath like me, and just being flat out psychotic! And she is most definitely psychotic!"
About half an hour and Chris made the announcement over the intercom "Would all passengers please report to the commons area to prep for landing."
The remaining members of Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot walked in the commons area were the Amazon's were already eating Chef's version of what could be called breakfast. Alejandro noticed his next target sitting angrily on the sidelines and approached.
"Courtney, we need to talk about something."
"Whatever Duncan said about me, it isn't true." Courtney automatically assumed what he going to ask.
"Believe me when I say I would not listen to a word he says. In fact," Alejandro got closer to the CIT and whispered into her ear "I tried to vote him off last night."
"Really?!"
"Yes, but he and Gwen must have worked together to shift the attention to Owen by using Cody as a pawn." Alejandro passed the buck of larger teammate's previous elimination "Any man who can not perceive your worth is a fool. What I wouldn't give for a chance to…No, forgive me, I have said to much."
The Latin walked away, leaving Courtney shocked and confused. He walked past Duncan on the way out discreetly told him "Hook, line, and sinker."
"You alright?" Heather asked her dazed ally, who responded in a lovestruck tone.
"Never better."
But unfortunately for the plans of Alejandro and Duncan, the one they through under the bus, had heard the entire conversation. Cedric glared at the punk, before finally finishing his game of solitaire "That brings one game to an end. Now let's resume where we left off yesterday. Time to shuffle up the cards again."
Confessional:
Heather: "Al and Courtney? No chance in hell; he's definitely up to something!"
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Alejandro: "Just as predicted, our move has left an imprint on both Heather and Courtney, not to mention I managed to increase Cody's threat factor in Courtney's eyes. Now all I need is for him to give me his trust, so I can string it along into defeat."
Unfortunately for the passengers, Ezekiel was blocking the landing gear by sleeping under it. So they had to jump out with plane skimming the ground below. After they stuck their joints back into place, the regrouped around Chris, who was wearing a Crocodile Dundee hat.
"G'day mates, welcome to Australia! I call today's challenge, the Marathon of Death."
PART ONE: An emu race into the Blue Mountains. Contestants will have to avoid various natural hazards such scorpions, dingos, exotic snakes, and the blazing sun. The trip will take approximately 36 hours to complete. The team with all members arrived first will earn an advantage in the second half of today's challenge.
"And yes, I did just say emu. Bring 'em in Chef!" Chris called to his sidekick who was having quite the bit of trouble handling the emus.
"Why do I gotta be the one dealing with these things?"
"Because we had to send all our interns home thanks to de Luna making it a 'no longer safe environment'."
"Surpised that we don't get taken away for that reason too." Courtney quipped to the sadistic host.
"Well since your a firm believer of girl power and you have an all girl team, I'm shocked you don't revel in the challenge. Now le-"
"Excuse me, if I recall from a few moments ago you called me girl. Now, if haven't checked down there in a couple hours, but I'm fairly certain I have manhood."
"Are you sure, cause you don't really look like much of a man to me." Chris said before snickering his signature laugh.
Getting more and more angered by the second finally stopped his chuckling by claiming in Haitian "Ou reyalize sa a vle di lagè!"
"Ummmm I don't know what you said, but the way you said it kinda freak me out, so let's get rolling!"
From there on in what's chaos as the emus really didn't want to be ridden. Tyler was still as klutzy as ever, and ended up tripping on a rock while charging for his, which resulted in the large bird sitting and farting on his head. Cedric was having similar troubles as thanks to his sinister aura, none of the emus would go near him. Unlike people, they had the instinct something amiss.
"This will be quite difficult if I do say myseEElf." Cedric was saying to himself before Sierra blissfully picked him up and tossed him onto an emu "Oy vey, this woman's gonna be the deaths of me."
Meanwhile Courtney was apparently having trouble with getting one as well, though one could easily tell she was feigning effort if listening hard enough "Oh noooo. This sure is tricky; I don't think I'll ever catch one."
"Please allow me to assist you." Alejandro approached her with an emu and set her on it, before noticing her irritated glare "Oh, sorry. I know you don't need my help. You need nothing."
To his (un)surprise Courtney grabbed his arm as he left and said in an equally seductive tone "I wouldn't say that."
"Well then perhaps I could be of some assistance."
Making sure Duncan had seen the whole thing, and had failed at catching his emu because of it, Courtney's emu took off thought much faster than she would have liked. In response she slowed it down "Whoa there big fella. We don't need to go that fast this year early. Just pace yourself."
"Looking good D'." Heather said flirtatiously to Duncan as she rode off, causing him to fluster and fail to catch his target again. One other noticed this and seemed rather befuddled, Alejandro.
"Wait a second, come back here!"
Cedric noticed the slight change in Alejandro's body language and chuckled before getting a bit closer up to the the Spanish manipulator.
Confessional:
Cedric: "Of course I know Greed is planning on giving me the old pink slip. After what happened with Gluttony I'd be more surprised if he didn't. I know he's going to try and screw with my mind by making me feel welcome and luring me into a trap. But in the game we're playing, it all depends on who sets out their lure the quickest."
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Alejandro: Heather is a truly worthy opponent. Using flirtation as a weapon like that. But that could not have been true passion in her eyes!…Could it?"
Now that he was on close range, Cedric faked the most pitiable look that he could muster. Alejandro noticed this and seeing the opportunity to trick him rode up.
"Mi amigo, you seem downtrodden. Tell me, what is troubling you."
"Oh it's nothing."
"Come now, surely there's something bothering you…!" Alejandro pressed the depressed looking Cody.
"Well it's just that, even though I won yesterday's challenge nobody really seems to care. Heather and Courtney still boss me around, Gwen's just using me to get rid of Courtney, Sierra still treats me like and object, and people still call me a woman! I may not be the strongest guy around, but that doesn't mean I'm a girl!"
"That's unfortunate to say the least. But if you ever need to confide in anyone, that won't steal your underwear, come by whatever class my team is in."
"Thanks mate. Just make sure Duncan's out, then us and Tyler can play a game of poker from time to time." Cedric claimed as he rode off. Though for both, neither of their intentions were good "By the way, thanks for the hair Greed."
Confessional:
Alejandro: "It appears luck is on my side! I didn't have to do anything and he falls like putty into my hands. I swear this game is almost too easy!
"What's with Heather. She looks like she just realized your alive." Gwen joked as she walked up to her boyfriend.
"Who knows she's probably just plotting to kill me."
"You say that like its no big deal."
"Meh, lots of people have tried to or wanted to kill me. The closest anyone's gotten to its in juvie. Some lunatic named Cedric Von Half face or something."
Gwen instantly froze up when she heard the fist half of the name "Wait, don't you mean Cedric von Tùfeice. The Canadian equivalent of Jack the Ripper. One of the most prolific murderers in history?"
"Wouldn't surprise me. Managed to hack up a lot of people in juvie. Oh well, they locked him up for good by sending him to normal prison."
"Really? Cause if it's the guy I'm thinking of, he broke out during the transfer. No one's seen hide nor hair of him since."
"…Wait, what?"
Before the talk could escalate any further, Alejandro called "Come, Duncan. Show that emu you're the boss!"
In response Duncan immediately got onto and reigned the emu, though mere seconds later Cedric rode over and rammed his steed into Duncan's slightly, nearly knocking him off "Oops, sorry bout that Pride!"
"You did that on purpose!"
"Well aren't you a smarty pants. See you at Hanging Rock!"
A few hours later and the group had dispersed. For the most part they were all on their own, while occasionally passing by another. Currently Cedric, Courtney, and Heather were all in the same group, racing around each other. While Cedric and Heather kept a fast pace, Courtney continuously slowed her's down.
"Come on Wrath pick up the pace. We want to get an early lead!"
"It's not me, the emu keeps slowing down!"
"The bird has the brain the size of a walnut. Take charge!" Heather interjected.
"Hey Heather can I ask you something? Are you and Alejandro…a thing?
"And I have officially lost interest in this conversation. See you ladies at Hanging Rock!" Cedric said as he picked up the pace on the emu.
"Me and Alejandro? Yeah right, he wishes."
"Ok, just asking."
Sensing they were talking about him, Alejandro had already rode over "Hola Courtney. Your emu is the luckiest creature on earth. It has the privilege of carrying you. See you at the top."
"Did Duncan see that?" Courtney whispered into Heather's ear.
"He's the only one who didn't. Now get moving!"
Confessional:
Heather: "The next time we lose, I'm sure Courtney will have caused it, which is why she's gone. And it has nothing to do with making goo goo eyes at Alejandro. As if I care about that!"
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Cedric: "Yep, she's trying to throw it. But no matter I've made a failsafe for today, so that even if we do lose,we can still get rid of a Team Chris member! Not Tyler, he's much to good a pawn. But Duncan and I have crossed paths before. He might get suspicious sooner or later."
Later that night, Cedric was in complete and total solitude. He didn't really care that much about the multitude of dangerous wildlife the Australian outback had to offer, as he knew that he we probably the scariest thing Down Under right about now. He stopped his once heard the alarm from his watch.
"It's midnight already? Hm, well time to continue with the plan." Cedric halted the emu and blasted out of his disguise in a strike of red lightning. He pulled a long dark brown hair off the collar of his jacket along with some small bones and skulls out of his pocket. After crushing the bones into dust he placed them into a tiny jar and shook it around for a few seconds before spitting into it and liting the insides on fire with his thumb.
After the fire had gone out, Cedric gleefully looked inside the jar and its contents before whispering to himself "Well, that's done. Next hand."
The very thing he did pull some tarot cards out of his mouth which represented wood, straw, and wind. He pulled his cane out of his sleeve and drew a circle on the ground, with a symbol in the center "The veve of the loa Damballah, such a beautiful design."
Cedric watched as a light flashed from the symbol and the wind picked, creating a small tornado in the dirt. The cards flew up in synchronization before they descended back down and in a flash of light, merged to transform into a broom.
Then, like a witch looking for prey from above, Cedric mounted the broom and took flight. His emu looked confused for a moment, before squawking as if to ask what was going on, or where he was going "Relax you blasted bird. I put on anti-presence spell on you to avoid Envy. I'm the only that could notice you on the continent!"
The trip back to plane took much shorter than the trip through the outback did. Flight on the broom made the trip take about 15 minutes, as opposed to the 12 hours it took to get to that point. Cedric landed on the top of the plane and diffused the broom back into a couple of cards, before unsheathing the sword he kept concealed in his cane, and slicing at the roof of the plane.
Once a big enough hole was made in the metal, Cedric dropped down and smirked, as he had landed in the exact room he estimated. Chris's lounge and camera room, where all the footage was processed and edited. His attention was immediately drawn to the control panel in the back of the room, which he walked up to and began to hack.
"Let's see here, all I need is access to just one of these cameras and…Oh geez. This server more illegal things on its then Hilary Clinton's. Here we are!" Cedric clicked a few more keys on the panel, and pulled a few more commands, sending all footage cameras in the room to one specific spot.
"Alright, now for the endgame. Snake loa of the subconscious, Damballah I bid you cast your powers of psychology to do my bidding!" Cedric cried before gaining a deadpan expression and simply dropped the jar, unleashing a plume of purple coiled smoke "You know, in hindsight I'm surprised I can even draw the power of some of the more benevolent Loa like him. Oh well, not my problem, time to lay down the cards. This is so exciting! I do wonder who will fold first!"
(A/N): And you thought I didn't do research on voodoo. I'm actually surprised I managed to get this out as fast as I did. But then again I've had writer's block on Ninja of Santoryu, so this the only story I can really write on right about now. First thing you need to know is that in the next chapter, things really start to step up with Cedric's psychopathic nature, so if you please don't read on a full stomach. Or at night. By the way, sorry about the Hilary Clinton joke to any liberals who might be reading. I just couldn't help my self. And don't worry, I'll probably make a Donald Trump joke to even things out, next chapter or the one after. Besides, I make fun of politicians like them, because they're funny.
See you next time, and please don't flame.
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