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Chapter 14: Immortal Execution Part 1
"Last time on Total Drama World Tour, it was a beautiful on the Serengeti. Which quickly took a horrifying turn. Courtney rocked the cricket challenge, while Cedric ate his gourd. Then we had our cast mates hunt down the feralfied Ezekiel, who was brought down a couple hundred IQ points by Cedric's brutal treatment. Cedric and Duncan's rivalry hit an all time high, when Duncan defied Cedric to his face! A decision that almost got him tortured to death. But this turned to out to be an even worse move by Cedric, as it got him revealed in front of everybody, causing him to lose all of allies. Despite this Cedric used his dirty dealings to covet immunity, while Courtney got the second medivac of the season. What will become of the final four? Will Gwen, Tyler, and Duncan work together to exorcise Cedric from the game? Or will he bring down 3 tons of hell on their head. Found out right here, right now, on Total. Drama. WOOOOOORLD TOOOOOUR!"
"So I'm in the final four again? Never thought that would feel so horrible." Gwen sulked to herself as she stepped out of the girl's shower, only to see Tyler and Duncan standing outside the boy's shower with angry glares "What's been taking you so long?"
"von Túfeice has been hogging the showers all morning. It's not like there's just one in there." Tyler spat his name out with bitter contempt.
"Quit your whining Red, you wouldn't believe how much time it takes to wash down both mine and Beanpole's bodies. The fact we both have so much hair on our noggins might have something to do with it." Cedric told the jock from inside the shower room.
"I wasn't whining, I was complaining."
Duncan then started banging on the locked shower door "Why do you even need all the showers? Would you just come out all ready?!" The delinquent immediately regretted this annoyed request when Cedric opened the door, which flooded the hallway with all the shower water Cedric had been intentionally backing up inside the showers.
"Why am I not surprised he did that." Duncan gave a defeated sigh in response to demon's shenanigans, only to recoil in disgust upon seeing Cedric was still very nude from his enlarged shower "Would you put some pants on you freak?"
"Might as well add in a bit of fan service for the ladies, even if McToenail will just pixelate it all out!" Cedric said with fake offended tone as he strutted away, not bothering to use voodoo to clothe himself.
Gwen was equally bothered by this display as her boyfriend and groaned in frustration "Where'd my life go to where I'm now sitting in a demon's bath water."
"Hey at least it can't get any weirder now." Tyler suggested while wringing out his sweatband.
Confessional:
Duncan: *shaves out what's left of his mohawk, leaving a tight buzz cut* "It's a good thing I was already planning on changing the color of my mohawk so no one would recognize me after this season. But in all seriousness, I can't believe he's actually more annoying now that everyone knows who he is. But that's probably because I thought we'd just kick his ass off after he was exposed. Guess that's too much to ask."
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Tyler: "That demon has had is way with this game for way to long now. He hurt my mom, my friends, and hundreds of other people. Now it's his turn to pay. I'm going to make sure he loses."
"So he's got Cody's soul in that potato you dug out of the wall a few days ago?…Wait I thought he was possessing Cody…somehow?" Tyler asked from the confessional while Duncan waited outside, while explaining what he knew about the situation between the Mad Hatter and the Geek.
"I'm not exactly sure how this whole thing works. He's got this talisman that can rip out another person's soul, and he used it to kill Al, and now Cody's in a potato battery somewhere on the plane. I found him once but Cedric got involved, and now he's under one of the seats. I've already checked all the ones in first class and the infirmary, so that leaves the commons area, economy class, the cockpit, and Chris' lounge."
"So how are we going to figure out where he's hiding Cody? He's a lot smarter than any of us!" Tyler said before moaning in regret for a previous bad move "I wish we kept Noah on for a situation like this."
"Hey he got rid of Alejandro so early on because he's smart. Getting eliminated was a blessing in disguise for the pipsqueak. But if we want to figure out what the dickbag is up to, we'll need to connect our thought processes with his!" Duncan brainstormed, to the confusion of the klutzy jock.
"…What?"
Duncan smacked his forehead in frustration with Tyler before explaining his idea in further detail "I mean that we have think like Cedric would if we want figure out where he's hiding potato boy. Then we can just ask him what to do, considering he's had the bastard in his head for like half a decade; then we can finally just end this and finish Cedric off."
"But I'm not a criminal like either of you two. How am I supposed to track his thoughts?" Tyler asked.
"Simple, I may be bad but Cedric is just plain evil. So what you've got to do is think evil. Use evil tactics to get information, give him a wedgie, dangle him out the plane. He's immortal so it's not like we can actually hurt him for real."
"That's it. I'll interrogate him; evil style!" Tyler cried out in excitement before bursting out of the bathroom "Great idea Duncan, see you later."
"Wait aren't you going to wash your hands." Duncan inquired.
"No! Because I'm evil!" Tyler said with a faked mischievous grin, and walking off with an over the top evil laugh.
Confessional:
Cedric: "He does realize there's a difference between being evil and unsanitary right?"
Meanwhile in First Class, Gwen sat alone with Cedric sipping coffee nearby, looking as smug and confident with his plans as ever. After winning the Savannah challenge, Cedric picked Gwen to ride with him over to wherever the plane would be taking them next, as only the hosts and Cedric knew where that would be.
Cedric noticed the goth had been ignoring him throughout the entire trip, and being a classic narcissist didn't take kindly to this lack of attention. As a result of this he slid up Gwen and intentionally began to annoy her "So Metallica some game Thursday! I especially loved the part where I broke you friend's leg!"
"Piss off!" Gwen said to the demon, not looking up from her sketchpad.
"Now buck up there Metallica! You've gotten a golden opportunity for all those nightmare fuel lovers like yourself out there! You get to interview 2 of the most infamous serial killers in all of North America! I can tell you all about how I stabbed and skinned and froze and gutted and torched and bludgeoned and shot-" Cedric continued to harass the goth who found it harder and harder to ignore the Mad Hatter as he continued to bang on the table with sadism pouring from his mouth.
He was interrupted when a pair of wooden handcuffs locked around his wrists. While this would normally be easy for Cedric to break out of, they had various religious symbols carved into them which made it impossible to touch the sides lest he burn himself. Cedric used his peripherals to see Tyler was the one who'd caught him off guard.
"Not even you can break through these reaper cuffs Chef gave me! So start singing von Túfeice, or else you're not getting off this plane any time soon!"
"But we're not supposed to sing till the chime happens!"
"Stop it! We need you to answer every one of our questions. Now what did you do to Cody?" Gwen spoke calmly to Cedric to both his and Tyler's shock.
In response to this surprising serenity Tyler pulled Gwen off to the side and whispered into her ear "Why are you being so nice to this guy?! We can't just give him whatever he wants!"
"We might not have a choice. I saw in a documentary that conflicting with a psychopath during an interview will only make him even more resistant. If we indulge his ego by making it all about him, he might give us the information we need." Gwen explained to the jock.
"You do realize I can hear everything you're saying correct?"
Ignoring the demon's normal snark, Gwen sat back down and began questioning "Earlier you said that I was going to get to interview two of the most infamous North American serial killers. But I only see one here. Or is there something else you're not telling us."
"Simple Metallica, you can't just become a demon. That didn't even apply to Mr. Red! You have to cross through hell's doors to actually have your soul's type transform, and to do that as a human, you've got to die!" Cedric revealed on camera before clearing his throat and continuing "I was a serial killer in life as well, killed quite a sum though very few were confirmed by the police. But what really caused me to live in infamy long after I'd died by taunting society through letters, and never getting caught!"
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"Wait!" Gwen suddenly had an epiphany concerning the man sitting in front of her before managing to stutter out "I can't believe it, you're not just the Mad Hatter Killer, but you're also Jack the Ripper!"
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"Nope! That was actually a grim reaper called Grell Sutcliff and a noble woman in a deadly pair. But I'm not going to lie that was a very good guess. If there's one thing I do recall about my 1st spree, it's that it's the only time I ever used guns. And I actually did come close to getting caught one time, but luckily for me the officer didn't find me very suspicious when ran into him on the street. So I got off scott free."
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"I think I get it now. You're the most famous unidentified North American serial killer. You're the Zodiac Killer aren't you Cedric?" Gwen asked with chilling seriousness in her voice. Cedric merely sat there for a moment before chuckling, proving her hunch correct.
"Bingo Metallica. Congratulations, you cracked the mystery millions have been trying to solve. You've caught the Zodiac! I mean seriously, who'd you think it was, Ted Cruz?"
In response to this question, Tyler glanced aside and awkwardly whistled, while Gwen resumed speaking "You said in your letters you killed to collect slaves in the afterlife. Considering you ended up in hell that clearly didn't work out."
"Of course it didn't work Metallica! I just wrote that down to fit the profile of the crazy serial killer the media was looking out for. If you want the real reasons for my crimes, it's best you dig into the past." Cedric said as he rolled his shoulders back, letting his wool collar jacket slide off. This revealed his arms to have several scar and stitches with his skin patches in various different colors of decay.
One could assume the rest of his body from the neck down was the exact same way "These injuries were gifted on me, by my dear old mum."
"So what you said about your parents in your court testimony was true?" Gwen asked the serial killer, keeping her matter of fact tone. She winced though, upon seeing Cedric's eyes lose their shine and his fanged mouth to widen into an unstable grin.
"Right down to the letter Metallica! I never did meet my real father, as he and my mother had only briefly met during a business meeting. My mother is someone you wouldn't exactly call a functioning member of society. She did make money though, but she didn't really bother to spend it on me. In fact she didn't even bother to give me a name, or put me into any records. She flat out threw away my birth certificate.
My crying constantly annoyed her so she made a habit of taping my mouth shut, and only feeding whatever food was left around from her clients. Things only got worse as I got older, as she brought friends over and dressed me up and frilly skirts and made me serve tea to her co-workers while they made fun of me; "mommy's little bitch" is what they called me. It was absolutely humiliating. She also tried to get me involved in the family business. If I didn't do as told, I could except more beatings and stabbings.
She didn't even bother getting me eyeglasses when I was nearsighted, she just stole a pair of plastic ones. This continued till I was about sixteen when I started smoking. I noticed there was an empty coke bottle nearby and ant hill, so I decided it would be interesting to put my ashes into the bottle, place it over the hole and see what happened. The confusion and anarchy the ants displayed as they choked on the smoke was great.
That's when a thought came in my head; I could make humans react the same way with the same lovely anarchy. I had an entire city to test my theory on after all. But I realized my mother was an obstacle, as she could try to turn me in for money once I'd started. So I silenced her with a pistol she kept in the living room.
From there on California was my playground. I could do what every I wanted since my name and fingerprints weren't on any public records. And as long as I kept changing my appearance with dyes and suits, there was no way they could catch me. One of the guy's who gave a description of me even got the wrong age!
The letters had to be the most fun. I knew they'd work their butts off trying to decode it and figure out my name, but since I had no name it was meaningless! They never would have caught me if it weren't for Mr. White getting involved. I was actually planning on shooting a school bus' tire and picking off the brats as they ran off. But Mr. White put in some divine intervention which had the bus come earlier than expected. So it ran me right over.
My weapons went down a storm drain, and my costume was torn to shreds; so any evidence of me being the Zodiac was destroyed along with me. Since no one knew who I was, I ended up buried in an unmarked grave. There were a few copycats after I'd croaked, resumed communication and killed others to try and get attention. But they would never catch the real Zodiac.
I was tried by the Council of the Heavens upon arrival. Unfortunately the issue with afterlife trials is they can have your victims testify against you. So as you can imagine I was sent straight to Hell. One of the small million of humans to be eternally damned and it sucked nuts. Until I met Baron Samedi. As it turned out deities from other religions either went to Hell or Heaven depending on how they treated life in the universe.
We struck up a conversation and came to an ultimatum. He would loan me his veve talisman, and the power of voodoo in general, as long as I did a favor for him on my home planet of Earth. I agreed and got myself intentionally banished from Hell and back onto Earth, my soul sealed into that same Coke bottle.
And then I somehow ended up in Beanpole's attic in Toronto. He eventually found me, and the rest as they say is history!" Cedric calmed down near the end of his story.
While Tyler seemed shell shocked from the surplus of information, Gwen still seemed very matter of fact in leading on The Mad Hatter "And how exactly did you get banished from Hell?"
"I broke into Mr. Red's quarters and took a shit on his fine French carpet he tortured Robespierre into making. So he rubbed my nose in it and threw me outside for a couple of decades."
"…Okaaaay, so how do you really know Cody? I seriously doubt he'd just let you possess him." Gwen continued her interrogation while taking another sip of her coffee.
"We used to date." Cedric claimed nonchalantly, causing both Gwen and Tyler's jaws to drop resulting in the former's coffee pouring from her mouth. Seeing as he'd gotten his preferred reaction, Cedric laughed and revealed "I was just joking Lust. Beanpole's as straight as an arrow, and I'm asexual. Not all of us have to be bisexual like you and Wrath, Metallica!"
"You're bisexual Gwen?" Tyler asked, somewhat surprised by this.
"Sort of, I've only had boyfriends before and I've only told a few people in the game. But that's not the point! You're dodging my questions Cedric. Now how did you meet get Cody to give you his body?" Gwen continued her confrontation.
"Knowing I'm a demon is a privilege not a right Lust. I just didn't tell him till it was too late. And if you want to more you'll have to hear from the horse's mouth. That is assuming you can find him in the dark forest ahead of you. But disappearances are common in there, just as a warning."
"We can't ask him if we don't where he is. Where is he exactly?" Now Gwen had Cedric where she wanted him.
However Cedric just chuckled at the question, before opening his now milky white eyes and speaking in a voice distorted from his current one, his Zodiac one, and Cody's "He's here Metallica, inside with uuuuuuuuuuussss!" Cedric said while turning his head around like an owl.
"Stop playing games with us von Túfeice! Tell me where my friend is right now, or I swear I'll-" Tyler lost his patience with the demon, who proceeded to vomit his stomach contents all over him.
"I am a demon remember Red?"
"Ok that's it!" Tyler tried to unwittingly smack Cedric, only to pulled away by Gwen at the last second.
"Don't play into his game Tyler. If we crack now, then he'll just keep messing with us!"
"Tell me Metallica, I saw from your memories that you have a small family with only your mother and younger brother, correct?" Cedric said while twiddling his fingers in the cuffs "You may be tiny, and not very well off, but you seem happy enough. It would be such a shame for something to happen."
Now Gwen was mad "What are you saying jackass?"
"Nothing Metallica, I mean I do have a rule against harming beings younger than the form I'm currently taking. But then again, there are a lot of people in the world. Some of them are probably fanatic over me, or even worship my species! I might say something out of context, which could cause them to do…something drastic to the child."
In response to Cedric's thinly veiled threats, Gwen lost her ability to remain calm and lifted the demon up by the collar of his coat with rage in her eyes "Listen up you waste of space! If you lay one atom on my family, I'll, I'll!"
"You'll what Metallica? I'm ever so interested. I'll tell you what, you let me out of these chains and we can settle the matter, Mano y demonio!"
Before the situation could escalate any further, a squadron of police suddenly burst through the doors of the cargo hold and first class, and began grabbing and handcuffing the contestants. However due to Cedric already being restrained when they barged in, they just picked him up.
"You're under arrest for crimes against the state of Texas!" One of the officers said as he dragged the final four out of first class.
"Wait, I've never even been to Texas before!" Tyler objected.
"Whatever it is, I'm 99% sure that Cedric did it!"
"She's probably right." Cedric conceded in response to Gwen's claims.
The three contestants were dragged out of the plane by the officers and saw a large prison which seemed to be costumed of entirely red bricks. Gwen looked around to see what was going on and winced to see they were inside they gates. While they were confused for a brief moment of time, they quickly understood what was going on when they saw Chris in his season 2 cowboy costume.
"Salutations passengers! And welcome to Huntsville, Texas where everything is big! Including this here prison, the Walls Unit!" Chris said sporting a very bad southern accent.
Ignoring the host's poor accent skills Gwen asked "Wait where's Duncan?"
She got her answer when Chef and a multitude of other police officers carried the delinquent off the plane and set him down near the rest of the final four "Hey watch the stitches pal, I've still got a day before these things heal!"
"As I was sayin', this here prison is one of the most noteworthy in the United States of Amurica cause it holds the most executions than any other in the country. And for this here challenge you'll be hitting the inside for a taste of life on death row!"
"Ummmmm quick question, what in hell's name are you wearing?" Cedric asked, annoyed by the stereotyping.
"I'm a cowboy! Don't you know that in Texas, everyone's a cowboy or a republican?"
"No they aren't. That's not even how people in Texas talk or dress!" Gwen pointed out more inaccuracies in the hosts beliefs about Texas.
"Hey, for your information, the locals love this look!" Chris got defensive and dropped the accent, only to hear a little girl passing by with her mother from beyond the gates.
"Mommy, look at the clown!"
"Ugh, remind me to fire the head of the costuming department!" Chris said sideways to Chef.
"We already fired all the interns!"
"Then find him in Canada, and fire him again! Now let's move onto today's first challenge!"
"Is it making fun of your crappy outfit?" Duncan continued to insult the host.
"NO!"
PART ONE: The last meal is one of the most common death row traditions throughout the world. For this challenge, you'll be making one of the most common last meal requests, a hamburger and french fries. They will be judged by Chris, Chef, and the death row cook for Walls Unit. The winner will gain a significant advantage in the next part of the challenge.
"As the robot recording just said, you'll have three judges. Me, Chef, and my good friend and prison chef, Brian Price." Chris motioned to Brian, who briefly tipped his hat to the contestants "Now if you'll follow me into the kitchen we can begin today's challenge."
Confessional:
Cedric: "I bet McKeyboard thinks he's clever putting the Texas challenge in a prison. I can tell you, if you saw what I did in China it will take a lot more than a few police officers to bring me in!"
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Tyler: "I actually worked at a burger joint for a bit, so I think I have a bit of advantage…Okay I got fired in the first week for accidentally dropped a fresh burger down my manager's pants…But I still think I've got a shot."
"You know you kids are lucky, for most people they've seen their last bit of natural light when entering these doors." Price said to the group of four, which Cedric merely scoffed at.
"That's a bit contradictory for me don't you think? On the one hand, I've committed crimes that'd get me 83 death penalties, but on the other, I'm immortal."
"Shut up you little brat. I'm surprised they haven't arrested you by now." Price growled at the demon with hatred for his crimes before pointing to four cooking stations nearby "Now get to your stations!"
The final four complied with the request and walked to their cooking areas to see that their supplies had all been laid out for them. They included some potatoes, beef, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, condiments, and the tools necessary for the dish "You have about one hour to complete the task. Now go!"
With her station right next to Duncan's, she slid over to her boyfriend and discreetly asked him "Are you feeling any better Duncan?"
"Well I'm going to have to take it easy for awhile, and I'll need to grow a new mohawk. But I'm otherwise fine; get any info where Cody might be from Count Doucheula?" Duncan asked his gothic partner.
He got his answer in the form of a frustrated sigh "We've got absolutely nothing we can use out of him. Well…we almost had him but he started playing with our heads and wasting our time till the challenge began. But we do know he and Cody definitely loathe each other!"
"How you figure?" Duncan used his normal teenage sarcasm while pointing toward Cedric, who had drawn Cody's face on one of his potatoes.
"So Beanpole, I've almost one. Unfortunately I can't kill you, but I can settle for this potato instead!" Cedric said calmly before suddenly and madly chopping up the potato with his knife. This got a disturbed look from Gwen.
An hour passed incredibly quickly for the contestants as they worked at a steady pace. With help from the instructions left for them on the table, they were easily able to complete the task. The level of quality it turned out though was massively different.
"So you all actually imagined to complete the challenge. I'm surprised you could even read the instructions I laid out for you." Chris continued his normal insults towards the contestants.
"And I'm surprised you can hear us through all that gel you're wearing McTurnip."
"It's McLean!" Chris got enraged again with the demon intentionally getting his name wrong, before clearing his throat and turning to Duncan "Duncan, since you have the most prison experience here, you get to go first."
"Whatever. I'm just surprised you didn't give us any bacon to work with."
Duncan passed out his servings to the judges, which got a seemingly average reaction. This didn't surprise the delinquent as he was aware that his culinary skills were only around mediocre. Gwen went next, and due to being in a small family she had much more practice cooking for herself. As a result her burger got a pleased reaction from the judges.
"Hey Chef, do you think I'm gaining weight again? My boxers seem to be getting tighter." Chris said as he pulled his waist band, clearly disinterested in the challenge.
Next up was Tyler who walked towards the judges seeming pleased with how his meal turned out "Get ready to taste heaven men, cause I've got ri-" Due to his clumsy nature, Tyler only got so far before slipping on some kitchen grease, sending all three servings flying into Chris' still open pants. This accident caused the host to run away, screaming in pain and discomfort.
"Not again!" Tyler groaned, while Duncan and Cedric laughed at his misfortune from their stations.
"You do know that the mouth is in the head not the pants, right Red?" Cedric asked before bursting out into laughter once again. That is until Chef called upon him.
"You're up Zodiac. And no monkey business!"
"Don't be ridiculous Reaper, monkey business is against my principles! Gorilla business however is another story." Cedric joked as he passed around his servings. The second Chef took a bite, his mouth burst into flames and he ran off to look for a glass of water, while price gave him and angry glare "I may have added some pepper extract I took off Greed's corpse. It's supposedly 1000x times hotter than tabasco sauce."
"Well, anyways the winner for this little contest is clearly Gwen." Price exasperatedly announced "She get's a small advantage for the second part of today's challenge, and it's an advantage you want to have."
"And what would that be?" Gwen asked interested in what she exactly won.
"A chance to nullify your elimination."
(A/N): And thus the final third of the story has begun. In all honesty I'm just happy I managed to actually get farther on this story then I did the original. Though I actually intend on finishing this story by the end of next month, but that's besides the point. I hope Cedric's origins weren't to far fetched, and I fully intend on elaborating more on the backstory to Cedric and Cody in the penultimate chapters. On another note, I've actually had this idea for a challenge since the beginning, though it was originally going to be Alcatraz. Portions of this chapter are inspired by a challenge in Total Drama Luxury Tour. While I concede the story hasn't aged very well, it's still worth a read. And more good news, since this story's taking front seat till I complete it, you should expect the next chapter up sooner than later, not taking schoolwork into account.
That's all I have to say for now. Please favorite, follow, review, and do all 3 to the spinoff story by Lord NV
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