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Chapter 15: Immortal Execution Part 2
"So going off of last chapter's cliffhanger, what did the death food monkey mean by getting immunity from elimination." Cedric asked Chris who had now changed back into his normal attire once his costume was inadvertently ruined by Tyler.
Seeing as Chris was clearly annoyed by the incident, as well as the fact that Cedric was still in the game he explained with a scowl on his stubbled face "There's a simple explanation to your question. It all ties in to this." Chris then held up what appeared to be a miniature version of his head carved out of wood.
"What's that supposed to be?" Gwen asked.
"This Gwen, is what you'll be looking for during the second half of the challenge. It's this thing I'm thinking of trying out in season four, so I'm running an experiment for now."
PART TWO: For the second part of today's challenge, the contestants will not actually not be competing for any particular reward, but looking for this McLean Brand Chris Head, which will allow a player to annul any votes given to them in a single elimination. To do so they will temporarily join the ranks of the Walls Unit inmates and search around the prison. They will be given 18 hours to find the idol till we move on to the third portion of today's challenge.
"So what you're saying is that if we find that shrunken head thing, we can stay in the game even if we get voted off?" Duncan asked with his normal deviant smile.
"Correct. But don't worry it will be much harder then it looks! Because you'll be enjoying almost completely authentic prison life for these 18 hours! And we mean authentic!" Chris said with a grin before snapping his fingers signaling officers to come by and put handcuffs on the cast again.
"Let me guess, you're going to have the fuzz drop us into the prison to look for your continuing ego trip. Am I correct, McTortilla?" Cedric merely broke apart his handcuffs nonchalantly.
"It's McLean! But you are correct about the looking part, except I do mean you'll be looking everywhere! So you'll have to deal with several big burly psychos wanting to cut you for digging through their stuff. And for taking the last tater tot."
"Wait!" Tyler interrupted to voice his concerns about the challenge "We'll be dealing with real criminals right? What if one of them is in jail for…you know…"
"Don't worry Tyler, we've taken the necessary precautions to make sure Gwen doesn't have a single hand laid on her. Where as the rest of you will just have to avoid dropping the soap!" Chris ignored the problem before pulling a key out of his pocket "Gwen since you won the cooking challenge, you'll get Chef's skeleton key. With the exception of the exit, it can open just about anything on the unit premisses. This will extend your area of reach, and heighten your chances of finding the Chris head!"
Confessional:
Duncan: "I can't really be too surprised he's not bothering to protect us any, considering he's let Cedric mess with the game for this long. But at least Gwen will be safe from him for now, and I can survive prison if it's anything like juvie."
The final four entered in along with a line of new inmates, with most of them having at least a little anxiety with Cedric being the only exception. The most anxious of them seemed to be Gwen "So they're just going to lock us in there with a bunch of crazy, possibly horny criminals?"
"Hey they did it with Cedric. You can't be too surprised." Duncan pointed to the demon.
"I hear you Pride. At least Metallica gets protection unlike the rest of us. I'd be more worried about Red what with his longer hair and all."
While Tyler grabbed his fair and shock and fear, the guard handed him an orange striped prison jumpsuit to wear. They continued down the line peacefully till they got to Cedric and tried to confiscate his signature top hat "Don't touch my hat yank!" The mad hatter slapped the officer's hand out of the way before taking the jumpsuit and walking away.
Once the remainder of the cast slipped on the uniforms over their normal clothes, they walked into the common area of the Walls Unit prison to see several leers pointed specifically their way. In response to the killing intent directed towards them, Gwen slid towards Duncan with a question.
"Is this some sort of weird prison initiation?"
"Seems like it. Like the adult equivalent of "rush the new guy" for a juvie game of dodgeball." Duncan analyzed their reaction to the newcomers "But considering what a lot of these guys have done, things will probably be that much worse for me and Tyler."
"What about Cedric?"
"What about Cedric?" Duncan gave his girlfriend a weird look, while the largest prisoner in the room approached them. They braced for what was sure to be a painful experience, only for the inmate to walk right past them and pick up Cedric by the collar of his orange striped prison uniform.
"So runt; I hear you're the cherry pie who killed 220 people?" The bulky inmate growled in Cedric's face, to the demon's irritation.
"Well actually counting my Zodiac victims, the real numbers probably closer to 229. But I just revealed that so I can't expect someone like you to k-" Cedric was silenced when the thug tightened his grip around his throat.
"That means your the new toughest guy in prison. But if I finish off a small fry like you-"
"Then you can actually invest in dental floss for once!" Cedric continued his quipping, while reaching behind his back to put a certain artifact on. This only made the man grab harder.
"You don't get the situation you're in kid. I'm an adult who's committed more jobs than an amateur like you could ever dream of!" The foolish man was rewarded for his arrogance with a full demon powered slap which knocked off his head and splattered it onto the stone walls nearby.
Dropping down once the man's grip loosened and his corpse dropped to the floor, Cedric revealed he had his talisman on during the slap "Make that 230. That's what I hate about humans. They can never seem to really control their sin." The demon then breathed in the soul, adding it's life span to his before almost retching.
"That guy's soul was absolutely disgusting! He wouldn't have even lived that much longer!"
While Gwen's mouth hung open from the shock of Cedric's gruesome murder, Duncan was already completely desensitized to Cedric's atrocities and groaned in annoyance "That's pretty much how well "rush the new guy" worked on him." The delinquent then realized that all the prisoners who were once glaring at them, we're now doing everything they could ignore them.
"This is going to be a long 18 hours."
"Indeed it is Metallica. But don't worry, we'll all make it through together. Assuming I don't kill you first!" Cedric wrapped his arm around Gwen, only to be met with a bullet into his back by a nearby officer.
"What the h-" Cedric tried to cry out in pain only to get shot once again by the miffed policeman "OW! Okay, I get it, don't mess with Texas. Just leave me alone!"
"Gotta love karma." Gwen said with a grin as she watched the mad hatter walk away in clear discomfort, trying to pick the bullets out from his innards.
Confessional:
Cedric: "So the No Metallica law applies to me as well. Someone's arrogant by already considering me an inmate. Though this means I'll have to get creative in order to get that key off of Metallica."
The twelve hours of the day were long and brutal for the contestants due to the sheer torture of what prison life tended to be most of the time. Albeit it wasn't that much considering what Chris normally had them do. It was mostly standard prison activities such as making license plates, breaking rocks, and eating terrible food.
There was even a rap number along the way, which was forced by Chris through the season's musical theme. It seemed to the contestants that the musical theme had died down over the course of the season, though few minded due to how annoying most of them found the twist in the first place.
Currently Tyler and Duncan were showering alone in the prison washroom. They had made careful to avoid the other inmate's showering times and stay out of any unnecessary confrontations. Duncan had accidentally dropped his bar of soap, but was easily able to pick it up with his feet.
"Man you really are prepared for prison life aren't you?" Tyler asked his former teammate regarding his strange skill.
"I actually taught myself that after my first year in juvie. When your locked up in an enclosed space with people that could and would kill you without a second thought, you tend to keep your guard up a bit more often than you normally would." Duncan explained with a proud smile.
"I can't really fault you on that. I just can't believe I never realized that…Cody…had that thing inside of him" Tyler looked down as the water of the shower hit his head "I thought I had it rough. He's had to deal with von Túfeice for 6 years. I only had to for 6 minutes in court."
Duncan then looked down at this chest, and dealt his heart drop upon seeing the scars from where Cedric had stabbed him, and the word Pride permanently burned into his skin "I hate to admit it, but the pipsqueak's got guts for holding him off that long. Guess it was just our screw ups and bad luck."
"Yeah, I guess we did screw everything up." Tyler let out an empty chuckle in response.
"Well technically you didn't Red." A new voice joined the conversation as he slid up to Duncan "Besides Beanpole you were the only one who didn't break one of my locks. That was all this prick."
The punk growled as Cedric uncomfortably grabbed onto him, only to wince at seeing his body. It was covered in multiple scars and stitches with several parts of his body in various states of decay, making him look like Frankenstein's monster. He could even see the playing card he drew his cane from sewn into his forearm. But what frightened him the most is the word burned into the demon's chest.
BITCH
"You surprised Pride? Now we match!" Cedric continued to harass, though he had some discomfort in his voice due to something he had eaten previously "So men, anyone find that McCheeto wooden head immunity chotski yet?"
"IT'S MCLEAN!" An angry Chris yelled over the prison intercom.
"Like I'd tell you if I did. You'd probably just steal it off of us." Duncan rolled his eyes at Cedric's bizarre tactics.
Tyler then whispered into the delinquent's ear "That's probably because he knows we'll just vote him off to get arrested the second he's up on the block."
"I can hear every word you're saying you know? But you can't try to get me eliminated if you want. But keep in mind that means Beanpole's eliminated too. And there will be other consequences!" Cedric growled with an evil grin on his pale face, before breaking out into a low chuckle.
The clumsy jock had enough of the mad hatter's deliberate taunting and stormed out of the showers with a look that could kill if they did. After changing back into his tracksuit he walked down the hallways of the prison with intent of finding his temporary cell. On the way he crossed paths with Gwen, who was having just as much luck navigating her way through the prison as he was.
"Oh hey Gwen. Have any luck finding that invincibility statue yet?"
"No, because I'm not even going to try using it. I'm not breaking into the cell of some guy who's already given me a creepy look a million times over. The only good thing about having this key, is that Cedric can't touch it." Gwen said as she held out the wooden key.
"What's the deal with that guy? He's caused so much trouble and he doesn't seem to even care." Tyler felt himself sink at the thought of the one who killed his mother.
"I believe I can answer that question for the two of you Red!" Cedric suddenly appeared again, causing Gwen and Tyler to jump in surprise "You shouldn't talk about people when they're not around you know. It's rather rude."
"So is murdering people." Gwen growled before Cedric shushed her and began walking down the path. For some reason they felt compelled to follow the demon.
"You see, humans may be evolved enough to actually contain a soul like any other animal. But at our core we're still nothing but monkeys who will blindly follow the rule about seeing and doing no matter how much freedom your given. But I'm more than that, I've seen how society is just holding us down from what our real potential. If you really want to be truly happy, break every rule they've shoved down your throat! Cut in line, speed in traffic, drink while driving, jaywalk, commit fraud, larceny, murder, genocide! The bigger, the better! To get ahead in this, you only have to worry about yourself and nobody else!"
"And how exactly does that not sound completely insane?" Tyler asked, though on the inside he was filled with a mixture of anger and fear from delving further into Cedric's twisted mind.
"Because pretty soon, that philosophy will be the norm for this hunk of rock floating in a dimension of nothing but 73% stupid light matter. And if you don't subscribe, you end up like those guys." Cedric faced them and pointed to where they had came from. Gwen and Tyler both felt their stomachs weaken upon realizing they had been walking over a line of tortured corpses belonging to random prisoners that had been slaughtered in their cells.
While they stood there in shock, Cedric merely chortled as he walked away "247"
Neither Tyler nor Gwen got any sleep that night after what they'd witnessed, while Cedric slept like a baby. And Duncan found his jumpsuit too uncomfortable to get too much sleep in; he was used to the juvie uniforms. Regardless they all had to prepare for the final challenge of Huntsville.
After changing back into their regular clothing they walked up to the location Chris wanted them to wait at. Due to inmate population being out to break more rocks for the state and the guards cleaning up after the massacre Cedric had left for them, the Walls Unit was dead silent.
Once about 10 minutes had passed, Chris came by having a very angry conversation on his cell phone "What do you mean more of our budget is being slashed? I didn't know he knew how to break into high security prison cells!" The host realized the camera was on him and went to his informative person to the contestants "Rise and shine passengers, I trust you all slept well in your shiny new cells?"
"Kiss my ass!"
"See lots of fun for everyone! But the time for fun is long since passed your execution dates have been set for 15 minutes from now!" Chris yelled in excitement before clicking the device which revealed the final challenge of the episode.
PART THREE: The Walls Unit in Huntsville, Texas is well known for having held the most executions in a first world country. For your final challenge of today, you will be condemned to one of the five execution methods still used in the United States. In order to complete the challenge you will have to escape your execution and the Walls Unit. However there are numerous booby traps strewn around the prison you could trip. The one who first escapes their method of execution and makes it out the Walls Unit first will gain immunity. The rest will be at risk for elimination.
"Now the state of Texas only holds one method, that being lethal injection. But since that's rather common we're using every execution method except lethal injection. And don't worry none of them will actually carry any of the lethal effects of the actually execution. With the exception of you immortality jerk; now pick a card and we'll move on with the challenge."
Gwen: Electrocution
Cedric: Firing Squad
Duncan: Hanging
Tyler: Gas Chamber
The very first thing they did after this announcement was strap Cedric down onto a gurney, so as to restrict his movement and prevent him escaping. They even covered his mouth up with a guard mask for extra security "If we're done with Silence of the Lambs references, I would really appreciate you taking me off this thing. I'm not a package you know!"
Ignoring the demon's words of snark and insanity Chef took him off the gurney and placed him against the nearby wooden post. They then tied up his arms and covered his his eyes with some black cloth they were given for this challenge specifically. Cedric didn't even wince when he heard the sounds of numerous automated rifles load and point themselves at him.
"These guns will go off and turn you into Swiss cheese in about 5 minutes or so. In that time you've got to undo your restraints and escape this yard of the prison. Then you can start your race back to the finish line. But if even one of those bullets touches you, then you'll be disqualified."
The host winced upon hearing his phone go off and pulled it out with irritation "I told you I've got things taken care of. He'll lose the challenge and you can exorcise him then!" While Chris walked off yelling through his argument on the phone, Cedric watched him and snickered softly at the attempt of catching him.
"Man these humans keep getting on more and more pathetic. I almost miss Beanpole causing some genuine interference. Almost. But I'm getting uncomfortable, time to do a test run of this power. It's been a few years since I could use it." Cedric said to himself while looking up at the sky.
Then in a flash of blazing light the post holding him down was suddenly incinerated and Cedric completely free from his binds. After taking off his mask and blindfold, Cedric cracked his neck and relit the cigarette clenched in his teeth "That was nice, just letting loose with nothing to stop me. Now then, time to reclaim the colonies! Or at least Texas."
While Chris was pinning down Cedric to his illy made post, Duncan was also being lead outside by a Chef Hatchet. Even though he knew that the challenge wouldn't kill him like it would if it were a real hanging, he still felt his stomach turn upon seeing the well constructed scaffolding, complete with a noose and trapdoor.
"How exactly is this not going to be lethal if your going to hang me by the neck?" Duncan hid his fear behind usually teenage monotone, before the burly grim reaper grabbed him by the ankles and held him upside down.
"It's gonna work because we ain't hanging you by the neck punk!" Chef tied Duncan up to the noose by his feet and let him hang there for a second before resuming his explanation "Listen up delinquent boy, you got five minutes before that trap door opens, and the rope drops you into a tub of curdled milk. If you touch one dollop of the stuff, then you're disqualified from the challenge."
In response to the terrible smell the spoiled dairy was emitting from below, Duncan clenched his nose "Ok seriously? Where do you even get this stuff?"
"Listen up you big baby! With the short kid out of commission you're the only one here who has any clue how to take down the Zodiac. He keeps killing people who aren't on the to-die list, and they become grim reapers when we get their souls. And with more grim reapers, I don't get paid as much. And grim reapers are paid in their favorite food, and I want my Dr Pepper! So take him out before he takes any more souls!"
"Got it sarge. But the only thing pipsqueak told me is that somehow his weird gauntlet talisman can defeat him." Duncan explained to the grim reaper seeming to be disinterested with his current situation.
"Figure it out yourself. But first you've got to is figure out how to get out of that scaffold. Now you've only got about 4 minutes before you're dropped into that pile of crud." Chef said to the delinquent as he walked off to get Gwen.
Not wanting to take a swim in the foul smelling material below him, Duncan immediately went with his first instinct and made an attempt to grab the noose keeping him suspended by his feet, only to find that it was very slippery "Seriously Chris? You buttered the rope!"
Duncan stopped his gripping upon seeing the nearby clock had now gone down to three minutes. He quickly thought of another option of escape and used the momentum of his body to swing back and forth, before grabbing onto the part of the scaffolding that was vertically holding him up.
He then started to scale the woodwork of the scaffold in an attempt to free himself from he binds. However his almost successful attempt was painfully halted when he grabbed a cluster of splinters and nails on accident. Howling in pain, Duncan let go of the mast and let himself dangle once again.
To his horror he saw this attempt had taken two minutes and he only had one minute left before he took a dive into the spoiled milk. Now desperate, he rapidly tried to think of anything he could use to cut the rope. His knife? No, Cedric had damaged it beyond repair. Duncan was strapped for ideas until he saw the nail jammed into his bloody palm.
Duncan removed the nail from his palm while clenching his teeth shut tight, and slowly contorted himself to the rope, so as not to aggravate his stitching any further. As the clocked ticked down further, the punk desperately cut into rope which became looser by the second. Just then a snap was heard…
"Is this even legal?" Gwen asked as Chef strapped her into the same electric chair used in the third aftermath of last season.
Chef seemed very disinterested in her words and said dully as he strapped her down "Relax Gwen, the chair's on low voltage setting. You've got five minutes before the current starts flowing and you get to feel some of that low voltage. Then you get disqualified."
"Oh joy bunnies." Gwen said sarcastically.
"By the way, look out for the Zodiac if you do manage to escape. I heard he actually got free of the firing squad challenge pretty quickly and I think I know how. The freak's got a new power under his belt so beware of that." Chef pointed out to the restrained goth girl.
Gwen audibly gulped at the thought of the demon becoming even more powerful than he already was at current. But her fear turned to another target upon seeing the clock go down again and a small spark burst from the helmet of the chair. Luckily for her she quickly figured out a method for escape from the painful chair.
Moving as much as she could with the restraints holding her down tightly, Gwen pulled her house keys from her black skirts and stuck them into one of the holes of the leather strap that wasn't hooked to anything. After some effort she managed to make a tear in the restraint which greatened her capability for movement.
With a minute to spare she was free of the electric chair and she ran out of the dusty old execution chamber "That was almost to easy. As long as I can beat Cedric to the finish line, everything should be fine!" Gwen found that she had spoken to soon upon setting off one of the booby traps in the form of a snare which dragged her up by her left leg.
"Crap! CHRIS! CHRIIIIIIIIIIISS!" Gwen screamed the host's name in frustration before realizing her situation was only about to get worse, upon hearing a suave voice scatting the piece Les Toreador, which was closing on her with her every passing footstep and tap of a cane.
She wasn't surprised at all when she the infamous Mad Hatter Killer step out of the darkness with an an amused smirk on his pale face "Need any help there Metallica?"
"Great, you're here. What are you here to mess with me some more." Gwen said bitterly to Cedric. The answer she actually got from the demon was much worse.
"Actually no, I was going to kill you. You see I've been thinking lately. Beanpole cares about you, Pride cares about you, and Red wants to keep from hurting anyone else. So the best way to screw with all three of them is chopping you into pieces." Cedric said nonchalantly before his eyes went cold and he took the top off his cane "Now let's play Lust Piñata!"
The moment she saw his eyes lose their luster, and began climbing the snare that trapped her, narrowly avoiding Cedric's blade once he started madly swinging at her midair form. After a bit more pulling she managed to grab onto one of the catwalks in that cell block and ran as fast her legs could carry away from the homicidal demon.
"You can't run from me forever Lust! Not even Wrath could! I'll get your soul eventually! I'll get your soul!"
Confessional:
Gwen: "Those eyes. I remember it from a documentary I watched once. Those are the eyes a psychopath makes when they're about to pounce on a victim!"
"I'm confused, what's this place supposed to be?" Tyler asked about the angular metal chamber laid out in front of him. Being the least intelligent with the macabre of the final four, he had no idea what a gas chamber was or how it functioned.
While the jock stared at the enclosed space, Chris stood up to explain "This is a gas chamber Tyler, one of the most slow and painful methods known to the modern world. And today you'll be getting an authentic but less lethal experience than most who've ventured into this machine. But believe me, once you get a whiff of the stuff we're pouring into here you'll wish it was lethal!"
"Oh dude gross! What is that stuff!" Tyler flinched after Chris let him smell some of the contents of the gas chamber's canisters.
"We pretty much just locked Owen in a room with some baked beans and a liter of some Coca Cola ripoff. This is the bottled up result. Now time make your journey into it Tyler." Chris said with a grin before pushing the jock into the chamber and locking the iron door tight "Normally we'd strap your butt to the chair too, but we already locked the door so it'd be a bit redundant. You've got 5 minutes to escape the chamber and make a mad dash towards the finish line. Goodbye and good luck!"
As the Tyler watched the host walk away to head back to the plane he began scouring around the chamber to look for any method of escape he could find "Alright Tyler, you've got to think big. Now what would Noah do? What would Noah do..." Upon hearing the chair he was sitting on squeak the jock got an idea, and proceeded to pull the loose chair out from the floor and slam it into the window, only for it to bounce back.
"Ok, safety glass. That's not going to work. There's got to be something else I can try!" Tyler continued to theorize before he saw the point where the gas pipe connected to the room. Thinking this could be a way to escape the chamber, he slammed the chair hard into the pipe. This turned out to be a terrible idea as it caused the foul smell to leak into the chamber.
"Crap! Stop gas stop! Aw shit that reeks!" Tyler gagged on the stench as it filled the chamber, disqualifying him from the challenge.
Confessional:
Tyler *stink lines coming off his body*: Yeah...that wasn't my finest moment."
Gwen thanked her lucky stars that Cedric hadn't successfully hunted her down and slaughtered her yet. After 15 minutes of running and hiding from the serial killer, she was very visibly exhausted from all the sprinting she'd been doing away from Cedric's blade "If only I had some sort of weapon I could use against them. Then I could just kill more of his souls when he got close and run when I had the chance."
"The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout. Down came the Hatter, to eat the spider up!" Cedric's voice echoed throughout the halls of the Walls Unit from far away.
"NO! I don't have time for this! I've got to find somewhere else to hide!"
Appearing very afraid for both her life and her immortal soul, she jumped down the stairs and ran into the nearest room she could find, which appeared to very brightly lit. She stopped at the entrance after quietly shutting the door and looked around her surroundings to see that she had ran into a church where three men were playing a friendly game of poker up front.
"I wonder where Rabbi Johnson is today? He normally never misses our weekly card game." A latin man who appeared to be a priest wondered aloud.
"I heard he was watching his grandchildren while their parents go on the cruise they got for Chanukah." A well dressed asian man said as he laid his hand down resulting in the other two men groaning in frustration as they passed over their chips.
After he finished sliding his plastic chips over, the Arabic man chuckled "Laugh it up Martin, but I'll get you next round. How are the preparations for the Christmas service in a few days Burromuerto?"
"Please Mis'id, call me Alfonso. But to be perfectly honest I worry about the spiritual state of the world with that demon running around." The priest looked somber for a second before the scientist spoke up again.
"It is rather curious. A being that has a parasitic effect on the human mind shouldn't even be possible from our knowledge. I hope I can get further examination, but our first priority is getting off the planet."
"You're right, but the demon would likely kill you before you could examine it doctor." Mis'id gave his opinion before noticing Gwen out of the corner of his eye "Excuse me young lady, but what are you doing here?"
"The show the creature is hiding on also has her in it." The doctor explained to his friend before warning the girl "That large cook from earlier set up a large glass box right in front of you. Avoid the trigger by going left!"
Gwen took the man's advice before approaching the small group "So what exactly's going on here?"
"Prisoners still get freedom of religion, so me, Rabbi Johnson, and Imam Khitab Mis'id run the religious sections for the prisoners, and provide comfort for of those that happen to be in their last 24 hours." Father Burromuerto explained to the goth.
"Ok but what do you do?"
"I'm actually an atheist young lady, but all three of the men Father Alfonso told you of are my patients at my practice. So every week we gather somewhere in the prison to play a nice game of cards. This week is was Poker, but next week I want to dust off my old Skip Bo deck." Dr. Cho explained to Gwen who still seemed a bit confused.
"So you can all just get along like that? Judging by what I've seen on the internet that almost never happens." Gwen rolled her eyes at the bile that often appeared on the web.
"Simple we just don't make it a point to argue with each other. I concede that the atheistic philosophy does make some good points." Mis'id said before Dr. Cho stood up.
"But I can also concede that there's some evidence of a higher power at work. The ruins of Jericho, incorruptibility, Our Lady of Akita, and now this sociopathic creature running around causing anarchy. We shouldn't just focus on differences our ideals have, but also connections. That way we could put together the pieces of our infinite universe."
"Because targeting differences between us will only lead to hatred. Hatred leads to sin. And sin will lead to chaos." Father Burromuerto said in a foreboding tone.
"I know that all too well." Gwen looked down to the ground in shame from the memory of her inadvertent involvement in Cedric's release.
"We should all learn to except each other's differences instead of targeting them as reasons to hate or argue. Regardless of race, gender, politics, sexuality, class, or religion." Mis'id continued his friend's speech, which struck a chord in Gwen's mind.
Before she could speak again, a sadistic laugh filled the room from the entrance "That is just too funny! Don't you know that humans are born to hate. Besides seeing you idiots argue over which belief is correct is great entertainment. So go ahead old farts, give me some more to laugh at."
"Away demon! I will not allow you to harm another innocent!" The priest flipped out a cross in an attempt to ward off Cedric.
Typical of his arrogant nature, Cedric continued to walk down the steps with an arrogant and excited smile "So fat man, stepping up to defend Lust eh? That won't get you anything more than a blade to the face! You gonna try and redeem me? Well too bad, because Mr. White already made his decision on where I stand, and not every serial killer is like David Berkowitz. I won't be persuaded by some new hippie b-' Before Cedric could continue his ravings, Dr. Cho had released the trigger holding up the glass box, entrapping the demon with only a few holes for breathing.
"Don't be intolerant towards my friend's beliefs!" The doctor said angrily to the demon.
"Why you-" Cedric prepared to lay out a string of curses towards the doctor before Father Burromuerto through a chalice worth of holy water into the demon's face, causing severe burns "AAAAAARGH! MY FACE! MY GORGEOUS FACE!"
After a few more howling in pain from the burns on his face, Cedric came up with an idea and grinned "You're honestly helping this bitch? You shouldn't by your definition of sin, considering Metallicas bisex-" The mad hatter was quickly interrupted by another splash of holy water into his face.
"Did you not hear what I said to you earlier? We shouldn't judge each other based off differences. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I let a young woman die for something she couldn't control… But even so I have to forgive you, even if you did kill one of my nephews."
Now Cedric was both confuse and filled with rage at the same time. He couldn't possibly comprehend someone actually forgiving him for his atrocities. After managing to calm down, he turned to face Gwen again "Hey Metallica, want to why I smoke?" To the shock of everyone in the room Cedric breathed a torrent of fire which melted the glass and gave him an avenue of escape.
"It feels so good to have pyrokinises again!" Cedric before making attempt to gut Dr. Cho with his bare hands. But to his surprise his hands just went right through the doctor like nothing "What?"
"You can't honestly expect me to be harmed by something I don't believe in do you?" Dr. Cho said smugly while Cedric took out his large knife from his cane.
"Well you'd have to be an even bigger fool not to believe in swords!"
In response to the threat, Dr. Cho grabbed an unlit candle post nearby to guard himself from the demon's mad slashing. Cedric's fencing proved too great though as he was able to sweep the pole out of the way and make a stab at the doctor. However that stab was quickly guarded by a cross which weakened Cedric.
"I know your weakness demon. You can't touch people who aren't religious, but religious objects stunt your healing abilities and bring the strength of your own body down to that of the one you possess." Cedric had it with the priest revealing his weaknesses and launched a vortex of fire at the man. But to his shock, the man was completely unscathed, holding the bible in front of him
"And they nullify your other powers as well."
Before Cedric had time to retaliate against Father Burromuerto, Mis'id stepped in with a star and crescent medallion clenched in his fist and socked the demon in the gut, sending him flying with a burn on his stomach. As he struggled to get up he found that Father Burromuerto had stuck several cross stickers to his body.
"You can't defeat me! You're just a pack of pathetic humans!" Cedric prepared to crack his neck and unleash his soul once again, only to realize what they were really up to when he Gwen running his fast as she could away from the demon. So as not to lose his prey he put on his talisman to take the warding stickers off and used his speed to rocket away.
"Run my child! Martin get the elaphent tranquilizers!"
"METALLICA! I'M GOING TO EAT YOU ALIVE!" Cedric howled as he sprinted down the hallway only to slip on an oil booby trap, causing to face plant and lose his cane. Having caught the walking stick flying her way, Gwen saw the demon running her way and used his own weapon to restraint him as he tried to eat her face off with his sharpened teeth.
After gaining the opportunity she kneed the demon hard in the gut, before right crossing him so hard that it snapped his neck. This proved to be innefectual as snapped his neck back into place and returned the kick, sending the girl flying. When Gwen regained orientation, she saw the demon was standing above her.
"You really thought you could beat me? You should have just done your self a favor and voted yourself off when you had-"
"Attention passengers. If you're still trying to make your way to the finish line, there's no point now. Duncan just won the challenge meaning the rest of you are up for grabs tonight. That means you von Dickface!"
Upon hearing the intercom announcement Gwen felt some relief, which almost instantly turned back into fear upon seeing Cedric shaking with rage. He raised his blade with intent to pin the goth down "Time to die MetallicaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaIIIIII am the very model of a modern major general! I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral!"
To Gwen's surprised the demon passed from tranquilizers jammed into his back, and she sighed with relief upon seeing all three of the men she'd met previously with a whole platoon of police men behind them. One of the men came out and picked up the unconscious Cedric "You are under arrest Cedric von Túfeice!"
"Mama I'm pretty!"
"So what are they going to with him?" Gwen asked of the Mad Hatter's fate in police custody.
"We're going to exorcise him out of your friend's body, and then your friend will be returned to Toronto and all the souls he's consumed should be released either to their own body, or to the afterlife. We'll see what we can do but I've never done an exorcism before." Father Burromuerto explained, before Dr. Cho stepped up.
"In the meantime, young lady you've got a flight to catch!"
"At the second half of the season I never would've expected this to be the final three. But here you all. Tyler, Gwen, Duncan, you've been through a lot of pain this season, but I have to say watching that lunatic fall flat on his ass was one of the most satisfying moments of this season."
"Um who are you talking too?" Chef asked as Chris was apparently talking to no one.
"Chef! I'm practicing my speech for the final three!" Chris complained to his reaper cohost in a whiny tone.
Currently only Tyler and Duncan were in the exit row as Gwen had to move her things out of the first class section of the plane. Though he wasn't aware of it at the time, Duncan was absolutely overjoyed at Cedrc's elimination from the game, to the point where he was literally dancing.
"He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's gone! He's finally gone!"
"Dude are you dancing." Tyler asked with an amused smile on his face.
In response to this question, Duncan got back up into his face "You saw none of that!"
"Actually I'm pretty sure everyone watching saw that Duncan." Gwen teased her boyfriend.
Oo, got me again!"
"If we're done with the interruptions, then I'd like to give a little speech I wrote to commemorate this occasion." Chris said with a rare genuine smile on his stubbled face. This smile dropped when a voice all too familiar came from the entrance.
"That sounds great McCabinet! I'd love to hear it." Cedric said as smug as ever as he walked into exit row.
Upon seeing his old tormentor appear out of nowhere, Duncan began to panic "NO! HOW ARE YOU STILL HERE!"
"I-i thought Father Burromuerto exorcised you earlier." Gwen stuttered out in a voice only slightly calmer than Duncan's.
"Nope. When he shot me with those darts earlier I redeveloped my telekinesis, so when I woke up in the process, I decided to give him a small heart attack. Unfortunately I think it just put him in a coma. Not like it matters, I tied Beanpole's soul strands to my own soul so I can't be exorcised." Cedric shrugged off his own brutality before noticing Gwen's pure look of hatred pointed his way.
"How dare you!"
"With that said I think we should move on with the elimination ceremony. I've castes my vote already, now who do you blokes vote off?" Cedric asked, already knowing the answer.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Yeah! We vote you off von Túfeice!" Tyler pointed at the demon with more hatred in his voice than ever before.
"The tribe has spoken! Now get the hell off my plane!" Chris growled and handed Cedric his parachute as he approached.
"Real smart move their people. I've already made it clear I can evade police if I wanted to, and you just gave me the opportunity to go into the outside world to continue with my plans." Cedric cheerfully chastised for their poorly thought out decision.
While Tyler slapped his forehead, Gwen just groaned in frustration "Yeah, we should've thought this out more."
"We're idiots."
"Hey, not like it matters anyways. Cause I'm not going anywhere!" Cedric grinned, and to the shock and horror of everyone watching he pulled out the McLean Brand Chris Head from his coat pocket.
"No way! But I had the skeleton key!"
"Not the entire time Metallica. I had a shade take it off you and onto Red so I could just take it off his clothes during shower time and gave you a wooden knockoff. All I had to do was kill the tenant till I found the idol, then I slipped it back onto you during our walk that night!" Cedric explained his plan to get the idol.
"So now what, do we have to vote again?" Tyler asked the host, who had a much worse answer in store for the final four.
"No, the contestant with the second-most gets the boot instead. And with your votes against Cedric nullified, we've only got one vote that counts." Chris looked directly at Gwen, which got a gasp from Tyler and Duncan.
"I'll just take that Metallica!" Cedric smugly said as he took her marshmallow before shoving the parachute into her arms "Thank you for flying McBottle Airlines. Enjoy your trip and kiss my ass!"
"Gwen I'm sorry about all this!" Duncan said as he watched Gwen strap on the parachute and walk towards the drop, with clear regret in his voice.
"See you later brah." Tyler said farewell with his own sad voice.
"Thanks boys. Kick Cedric's ass for me, and tell Cody I said hello if you ever find him." Gwen gave out her goodbyes to the now semi finalists.
Only Cedric seemed even remotely happy about the challenge's results "Well isn't that cute? Hey McPoster, aren't you going to shove her out like you always do?"
While Chris appeared like he was going to for a moment, he stood his ground and proclaimed "No! I'm not giving you the pleasure you monster!" With that having been said, Gwen took one last look at the plane she'd made so many mistakes before jumping into the night with a scream.
"Say hello to Wrath for me Metallica!" Cedric yelled to Gwen as she descended before grabbing a camera, ignoring Tyler and Duncan's dirty looks "Now then, I have an announcement I'd like to make. On Christmas Day we'll be holding the final challenge of the season, which I like to call the Royal Flush Challenge. On that day I'll reveal my true plans to the world. And I guarantee that from a gnat grub, to a blue whale if you qualify as intelligent life with a soul on the planet Earth, or pretty much anywhere in the universe, you're not going to like what I have in store. But! If one of these two schmucks manage to kill me, not just beat me, but kill me I'll back off. But if they fail, well, to give you and idea." Cedric then proceeded to light the marshmallow in his hand on fire with a dark look pointed towards the camera "Now we've got five days, so that should give those participating time to prepare. And for those not, time to connect with loved ones, get your personal affairs in order, or maybe just kill your boss. Get a purge going! Live a little! Now then, I'll see you in five days and try to have a merry Christmas. Oh, and feel free to pray to your god. But spoilers: I won't be listening."
Cedric then broke the camera in his grip, causing it to go to static.
After the events of the elimination ceremony, Duncan walked around the plane in a zombie like state unable to comprehend what had just occurred. He may be in the final three, but Cedric stayed on by the skin of his teeth, and Gwen had been eliminated in his stead not but 10 minutes ago.
Once some time had past he'd come across a very familiar room, in which this entire mess had started. The room where Cedric first made his presence known by brutally murdering an intern. Against his better judgement he decided to enter through the damaged door and take a look around.
He saw that the savaged remains of the intern had been scrubbed off the walls and floors. According to Chris what was left after they had finished was shipped off to his family in an urn for burial. Only one thing from the murder remained. The seven sectioned circle of blood which they were curiously unable to wash away.
Ignoring the sick feeling in his stomach, he decided to take a closer look at the circle. What Duncan saw made his heart drop as he saw Cedric had continuously came back, with only one name in the circle not having been crossed out. Pride.
"No. No. No. No. I'm the only one left. I'm the only one left." Duncan clenched his face as he couldn't hold back his tears any longer as they silently fallen down his face. Now, at this point in time, Duncan felt more alone than ever.
(A/N): Hooray another downer ending! I hope the ending to the next pair of chapters has an ending that's less incredibly depressing. But knowing this story that's probably too much to ask. In the meantime I've got more of my senior year to deal with!…Holy shit that makes me feel old…And on a note relating to next chapter I've struck from some ideas. I already know how it will end, and believe me the climax of the next chapter will change the course of the story's remainder. But I need some more ideas for the rest of the chapter. I can say that it will take place in Mexico, so if you have any ideas for that specific location, shoot me a PM or just say it in a review. And yes Cedric did Cell's speech from DBZA but in retrospect their very similar characters so it felt right to include that.
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