Disclaimer: All characters and locations belong to Fresh Tv, Teletoon, Cartoon Network, or whoever owns these rights. However, all OC's belong to me as do any original ideas found in this story...so don't steal them...I'm serious...you have been warned!

This story is rated T for innuendos, cartoon violence, and mild cursing. There will be spoilers for all five seasons of Total Drama, so you have been warned. And just a reminder, do not try any of what you read at home. You could get really messed up.

~A/N~ Here it is, chapter eleven. Check out the authors note at end once you've finished reading for a special message to you. Trust me, it's something you want to see. Feel free to leave a review. I need some welcomed constructive criticism if I'm going to improve my story.

"And we're back!" Chris announced. "The pain train has left the station and our two teams are asleep in the tracks. So, lets see what they're up to before we start round two."

Brick climbed onto the platform and wiped the mud from his face. As he joined his team, Samantha tapped her foot on the wooden ground.

"Sorry I let you down," he said. "I didn't know she could move that fast. That girl is definitely skilled at this game."

"Either that, or you just suck," Samantha scolded Brick. "That was just pathetic. You need to stop being a pansy and grow a pair. So next time, unleash the beast."

"Says the girl who attacked an unarmed opponent," the cadet retorted. "That was wrong, and you know it."

"It was her or the point," Samantha said, shrugging her shoulders. "I chose the point."

"She doesn't fight," Dakota said. "You'd know if you actually watched the show."

Samantha smiled arrogantly. "You're actually taking his side? I thought you wanted to win."

"I do, but some people just push my buttons," Dakota said. She scrunched her face in anger.

Samantha turned to the rest of the team. "Who's with me? Anyone?"

Eva shook her head in disapproval, but Sadie and Ethan immediately raised their hands.

"Then it's equal," Samantha deadpanned. "Just great."

Meanwhile, the Foxes were arguing over what to do in round two. Noah was in pain, Dawn didn't want to fight, and Jordan was just being ignorant.

"So, is there a good strategy to winning?" Noah asked, wiping his muddy hands on the wooden deck.

"Well," replied Jordan. "Knocking them to the ground and pushing them off sounds like the best plan we've got. Any other ideas?"

"Oh, I know," said Katie. "We could sweep their legs! Back in school, there was this boy who was into karate, and when he got into a fight, he'd kick the other boy's legs and he'd fall over."

"How about a crotch shot?" Staci asked.

"Those would work against lame opponents," Jordan agreed. "But what about... Eva?"

"Send out someone who can match her in strength," Noah said. "A.k.a, not me."

"But she's too big," Dawn sighed. "No one can take her down. Not that we should, or anything."

"I've done it before," Jordan said. "But I wouldn't want to fight her again. She's a beast in the ring."

B stroked his chin as he looked over the other team and back to his.

Dawn noticed the giant's brainstorming. "What do you think, B?"

The genius grinned and pulled his blackboard out from within his array of tools. The team watched over him as he drew out a rough diagram.

"It's gonna have to work," Katie groaned.

"But are you sure it's gonna work?" Noah asked B.

B nodded.

Confessional

Noah: "For a guy who doesn't talk, he sure can get a point across."

End Confessional

"That's it! Time's up!" Chris shouted. "Onwards to round two!"

"Wait!" Samantha panicked. "We didn't even get to strategize!"

"Is that my problem?" Chris asked rhetorically. "No, so look up to the big screen for our first match up!"

Chris clicked a button on his remote and the virtual wheel began to spin. The wheel stopped and Chris laughed. "Noah and Samantha, get down to the platform. This is gonna be good, heh he."

"Seriously!" Noah gasped. "I have to fight right now?!"

Samantha grabbed her muddy dueling stick from off the ground and walked across the bridge. "Forget strategy! I'm good enough on my own."

"Yeah," Eva quipped. "If beating an unarmed opponent counts as skill, then you're busting at the seams with it."

The farmer's daughter rolled her eyes and ignored Eva's remark.

"That's what I thought," Eva said.

As Samantha crossed over to the arena, Noah tried to stand up and felt a jolt of pain in his right side. "Gah," he gasped. "I'm fine. I can do it myself."

"Are you sure?" Katie cooed. "I could help you. When I was in sixth grade, I had to help my teacher off of the floor when her hip gave out. Sadie and I dropped her a few times, but it got done."

"No," Noah said, breathing heavily. "Give me the stick. I can use it as a crutch."

Dawn sighed and handed him the weapon, trembling as she held it in her hands.

The bookworm stood up for a second, then fell down again when the stick slipped in the mud that the team had brought back with them.

Dawn grabbed Noah's shoulder. "Here, just let me help you."

Noah swung his right arm over Dawn's shoulder and successfully stood up.

"Thanks," he said as they moved across the bridge. "I would owe you one, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to die out there."

Dawn handed him the dueling stick. "It's okay. I know how horrible your life is at home, so I won't demand a thing."

Noah glared at Dawn. "I really don't want to talk about it or give Jordan any douche-fuel, so could you not bring that up again?"

She sighed. "If it makes you happy."

Samantha and Noah took their places on the edge of the platform. Samantha was anticipating the sound of the horn, but Noah was dreading it. Then he remembered B's plan.

The bookworm fought the pain and moved closer to the edge. He slowly dipped the end of his dueling stick in the mud and inhaled a deep breath of air.

Chris blew the airhorn and Samantha charged her opponent. Noah began to tighten his grip on the bar of the stick and move his hands closer to the end that wasn't in the mud.

"He's not even defending," Brick said. "What's he up to?"

"He's just hurt," Ethan replied. "I know I'd give up if I was in that much pain."

The Foxes watched with nerve-wracking tension as Samantha grew closer to her target. In time, she was only a few feet away from Noah. And then he saw his chance.

Using all of his remaining strength, the genius swung his dueling stick out of the mud with as much force as he could. His side screamed in pain, but he was able to push through it.

Samantha instinctively raised her stick to chest level to try and block the shot, but this was a grave mistake.

When Noah's dueling stick impacted Samantha's, the mud he had collected on the back end of the cushioned pad flung itself onto her face and into her eyes, blinding her.

"Son of a-" she screamed as Noah hit her again in the head, sending her into the mud with a giant splash.

Jordan half-heartedly cheered with his team. "Woohoo!"

Noah collapsed on the bridge, so B walked out and picked him up, along with the dueling stick.

"Yea, Noah won," Chris said with disappointment. "Lets just hope it gets more exciting." He turned to his co-host. "Right Chef?"

Chef Hatchet smiled and pulled a joystick out of his pocket. "Way ahead'a ya," he cackled.

Samantha pulled her trembling body out of the mud and collapsed onto the platform. She grabbed her dueling stick and walked across the bridge as Eva smiled.

Confessional

Samantha: "Okay, maybe I lied about the mud thing. But it just so... " *Groans*

Eva: "I was hoping she'd get knocked out cold, but I'll take it. Plus, it gives me a chance to do it myself if she ever tries anything again."

End Confessional

"Next up is..." Chris spun the wheel. "Katie and Sadie!"

"Noooo!" squealed the best friends.

"Why Katie?!" whined Sadie with tears forming in her eyes.

"Why Sadie?!" whined Katie, also with tears in her eyes.

"We can't fight each other! It's not happening!" they both said defiantly.

"Suck it up," said Eva, grinding her teeth impatiently.

"Katie," Jordan said. "I know you and I... don't see eye to eye, but you have to do it. It's not the end of the world."

"You can't tell me what to do!" She shouted back. "No one can! I won't fight Sadie."

"And I won't fight Katie!"

Both girls crossed their arms and stubbornly stood facing away from their teams.

"Alright," said Chris. "Since you won't fight willingly, I guess I'll just have to show you some incentive, if you will."

The big screen flashed, revealing a video of Katie and Sadie. The girls gasped.

Katie: "What? You don't think I'm smart enough to find them?"

Sadie: "Well, you're not exactly the best with like, directions."

(Static)

Sadie: "You lean on me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be on this show."

Katie: "You're just saying that because I'm prettier than you."

Sadie: "I knew you thought that!"

Katie: "It's true. Everybody thinks so."

Katie and Sadie stood with their mouths gaping.

"So," Chris said. "How does it make you feel to see how horrible of friends you are? Pretty bad, huh? You know what works to let out some anger? A dueling stick fight!"

Sadie and Katie looked to each other and picked up their dueling sticks.

"Chris is like, totally right!" Katie scowled. "You're a horrible friend!"

"Well," Sadie said. "You're an even worse friend than me!"

"Yeah, well maybe-"

"Ahem," Chris coughed. "Why don't you two settle this in the ring? You can hit each other in the head if you want."

"Sounds so relieving," Sadie said.

"I totally agree!" Katie shouted.

Both girls ran screaming into the arena with their dueling sticks held over their heads. The sticks collided and the former friends began to berate each other.

"I hate you," Sadie grunted. "I always did."

"Well, I hate you even more than like, you!" Katie sneered.

Sadie broke away and swung her stick at Katie. She blocked it and jabbed Sadie in the gut. "Take this!"

The larger girl groaned and swung again, hitting Katie in the arm and putting her off balance. "That was for asking Henry Collins out on a date before I did!"

"Yeah, I had to!" Katie screamed. "You're too fat for him, and you knew it. You've always known it, and everyone thinks it!"

Sadie gasped. "How dare you!"

"How dare I?" Katie mocked her counterpart.

Sadie hit Katie in the leg. Katie hit Sadie in the arm.

On the Llama's platform, Brick was puzzled. "Are their fights always this annoying? Because..."

"I don't know," Eva said. "I hate them with a passion."

"I take that as a yes."

Katie swung her weapon and hit Sadie in the head.

"Ow!" she winced. "You little meanie!"

"You totally had that coming," Katie said. "Ever since you stole Justin's heart."

"No, you stole it first," Sadie grunted. "Just like how you always get your food before me at the restaurant, and how you always get eliminated first!"

Katie gasped. "I can't believe this! You liar. Everyone knows you don't get your food first because they don't want to make you any more obese than you are."

"I'm only a little chubby! There's a difference!"

Chris turned to Chef Hatchet and let out a fake yawn. "You know, this is gettin' pretty boring. I knew they'd be angry, but I thought they'd just beat the shit out of each other instead of complaining. Looks like it's time to spice things up, huh?"

"You read my mind," Chef said. "You ready?"

"It's like you don't even know me," Chris smiled. "You may fire when ready."

Katie and Sadie continued to block each other's shots and complain.

"Well," Sadie said with disdain. "Justin asked me out on a date before he was voted off! How do you like that!?"

Katie sneered. "You're totally lying! I'm prettier than you, so it's obvious that he'd ask me first."

"We were on the same team! You're so wrong!"

"Well I think-"

Both girls paused. The arena began to shake and rumble.

"Heads up, and all hands on deck, heh he!" Chris laughed.

"Hands on what?!" Sadie shouted in confusion.

Suddenly, the platform began to spin around with an increasing velocity, spraying mud across both teams as they screamed in panic.

Sadie and Katie were thrown to the floor and tried to grab onto the slick surface of the arena without success. Both girls felt themselves moving closer to the edge of the platform and closer to the mud.

"Alright Chef, I think that's enough!" Chris said.

Chef stopped moving the joystick around and the platform slowly stopped as well. Katie and Sadie stood up and dizzily walked around, bumping into each other again and again.

"I hate..." Katie started. "Ugh..."

Sadie grabbed her counterpart's shoulders and collapsed on top of her, sending them both into the mud.

"Katie and Sadie fell in together, so no point!" Chris announced.

Sadie pulled herself onto the arena floor and sickly groaned. "So dizzy. Can't see."

Katie followed behind her. "You. I..." Katie's face turned green and her eyes bugged out of her head before she puked on the arena with Sadie doing the same.

"Wow," Chris said smiling. "They're pretty messed up. And I don't think I'd want to step into the arena after what just happened. So gross!"

Confessional

Katie: "Sadie and I are totally through. Am just glad that Chris reminded me of how ignorant she was before I wasted my time. Jordan, you've been replaced."

Sadie: "Katie is a total die-hard with her selfishness. She never gives up when we argue. Talk about misconception."

Noah: "At least they won't be off in the woods chatting anymore. That's bonus... if they don't stop bitching about each other, that is."

End Confessional

Katie and Sadie crawled back to their respective teams and angrily curled up into the fetal position.

"Its time for match number three!" Chris said. "Let's see who's next."

Chris clicked his remote and the wheel spun.

Confessional

Noah: *Crosses fingers on both hands* "Jordan and Eva. Please be Jordan and Eva."

End Confessional

"B vs. Eva!" Chris said with enthusiasm.

B stood up and gripped his dueling stick with confidence, as did Eva.

"Damn," Noah whispered. "So close."

The fighters crossed the bridges onto the platform. B moved closer to the edge and dipped his weapon in the mud like Noah had done earlier. The giant knew his plan had worked before, so there wasn't a reason to think it wouldn't work again.

"And go!" Chris said as he sounded the airhorn.

Eva dashed forward and stopped in the center of the arena, only a few feet from B. She smiled.

"Not again, Foxes. Not again." the bully thought.

B cocked his head in confusion.

"What's she doing?" Ethan asked.

"She knows what she's doing," Dakota answered. "She's seen their plan. We all have."

"So," Eva taunted the silent teen. "Whatcha gonna do now, huh? Wanna come at me?"

B curled his lip and narrowed his eyes in concentration.

"Pfft," she scoffed. "Coward."

"Just go for it B!" Jordan shouted.

"Yah," said Staci. "You can beat her!"

B thought about his current situation and closed his eyes. He whipped them open and yanked the stick out of the mud.

Eva raised her stick to defend as B slammed his weapon into Eva's side and effectively blocked it. She pushed the genius back and unleashed a powerful swing that knocked off B's hat with a force of wind. B brought his stick up to his chest and held it out like a spear. Both competitors circled the center of the arena, eyeing each other like falcons on their prey.

Confessional

Eva: "Sure, I'm big and strong, but that doesn't mean I'm dumb. It's just a stupid stereotype."

End Confessional

B lunged at Eva again. The bully swatted it away with her dueling stick and swung back at the big teen, hitting him in the side and sending him to the ground. The genius got up quickly and walked back to the edge of the arena again. Eva remained in the center.

"Man, this is boring!" complained Chris. "If I don't get a winner in thirty seconds, you're getting spun!"

"Don't worry," grunted Eva. "This won't take long."

The bully raised her stick above her head and charged the genius, who blocked his chest like before. Eva swung down, but suddenly curved her attack around the genius' defense and swept his feet.

The Llamas cheered as Eva pushed B into the mud with one last heave. She raised her stick into the air and beat her chest with her open palm.

"She's good," Staci said. "Its kinda scary."

"She's not too bad," Noah said. "At least I'm not afraid, that is."

B returned to his platform covered in mud and pulled out his blackboard and chalk. "Sorry."

"Its not your fault," Dawn sighed. "She's just full of negative aura because of her love for-"

A sharp squeal rang. Chris had sounded the horn. "No time for stories, Dawn. We have another battle to get to. And that battle is..."

The wheel spun.

"..."

"Ethan and Staci!"

"No!" Ethan groaned. "Why her?"

"Dude, it's Staci!" Chris said. "And it's only round two. You can still put a point on the board to break the tie. Plus, you're not doing too hot with your team. Might I remind you that someone's going home tonight."

"I know," he mumbled. "Lets just get this over with." Ethan cautiously grabbed the dueling stick and fumbled his way onto the platform, tripping over his feet multiple times.

Staci was already waiting on her side with a glaze of determination on her face.

"Go!" Chris blew the airhorn and Staci charged as fast as she could. Ethan looked from side to side as Staci grew closer an closer.

The Llamas and the Foxes were both cheering for their player, even if one side had little faith in their chances of winning.

When Staci finally swung at Ethan, the nerd fell to the ground in order to dodge. He scampered to the center of the arena and struggled to lift his weapon as Staci battered him with multiple strikes.

"You have to get him in the mud, Staci!" Chris reminded her.

Staci lifted her stick. "Oh yeah, right." She looked down to see Ethan running to the other edge of the platform. "Oh no you don't," she gleefully chuckled.

The lanky teen covered his face as Staci charged full speed, hoping to avoid any shots to the face. It never came, but he heard a splash. A big splash. Ethan opened his eyes to see Staci face first in the mud pit.

"Did I-I wi-win?" he stuttered. "I won?"

"Ethan wins and gives the Llamas the lead!" Chris said. "Not too bad, seeing as she slipped in the mud that B brought up with him in the last round.

"No," Staci moaned. "I was so close. It doesn't count unless he knocked me in, right?"

"He didn't use his hands or feet, so it counts, even if he didn't touch you at all," Chris explained. "Maybe you'll do better next time."

"You really think so?" Staci asked enthusiastically as she pulled herself onto the platform.

"No," Chris said sternly. "No get back on your platform. We don't have time for chatting!"

Samantha patted Ethan on the back as he walked by. "Good job."

"Next up is..." Chris spun the wheel. "Jordan and Dakota, get in there!"

Dakota snobbishly snatched the dueling stick from Ethan. "Watch this. Time to go to school."

"It was one battle," Eva said. "You're not invincible."

"Well, at least I'm not too afraid of mud anymore."

Samantha scrunched her face. "Good for you."

Jordan and Dakota stepped into the arena and Chris blew the horn. Both teens launched themselves forward and became locked in combat. Jordan swung his weapon at Dakota's head and she blocked it with a swing upwards that hit him in the jaw. Jordan became slightly disoriented and stumbled around.

"He's struggling," Staci said as she wiped mud from her jacket. "He's really having a hard time."

Noah smiled. "At least he's not getting out scot-free."

Jordan got back on his feet and charged his opponent. Dakota sidestepped the attack and hit Jordan in the back, sending him to the ground.

"Looks like Dakota has the upper hand against Jordan's raw power," Chris commented. "This could be another win for the Llamas."

"Not this time! Jordan shouted. He jabbed Dakota in the chest and swung a shot into her side. She promptly hit him back in the gut as he tried to dodge.

"It's close," Dawn said. "It's too much for me to handle. I can't watch." She covered her eyes.

Dakota and Jordan locked their dueling sticks together and pushed against one another. Jordan's heavier body and stronger muscles allowed him to gain the upper hand until Dakota broke the struggle and rolled around the jock. When he turned around, Jordan felt a sharp pain in the groin.

"Nut shot!" Chris shouted with delight.

Noah snickered.

Dakota put her padded dueling stick on Jordan's chest and pushed the squirming teen into the mud pit and won another point for her team.

"Nice one, Dakota," Brick congratulated her.

"Thanks, Brick."

Jordan squirmed his way across the bridge and coughed up mud as he whispered.

"Smooth," Noah deadpanned. "Cool strategy bro."

Jordan held up a fist and collapsed on the wooden platform.

Chris stood up. "After that epic battle, we only have two players left: Brick and Dawn."

Dawn sighed with sadness.

Staci grabbed the moonchild by the shoulder. "Just do your best to avoid his attacks. He'll have to slip up, literally."

"Thanks, Staci," she grabbed her dueling stick and walked across the platform.

"Don't be afraid," Samantha yelled at Brick as he entered the ring. "She won't fight. It's an easy win!"

The cadet fondled his weapon and looked up and to a teary-eyed Dawn.

"Go!" Chris rang the horn.

Brick looked at Chris and back to his team. He dropped his stick on the ground. "No. I can't fight an unwilling opponent. Not even for my team. I forfeit."

"What?!" Samantha screeched. "You're kidding me!"

Dawn smiled and dropped her weapon as well. "It's a stalemate. You can't make us fight, Chris."

"Well, you've got me there," Chris sighed. "But I still have this!" He pulled out The joystick and started moving the stick around in a circle like Chef had done.

The arena began to spin faster and faster until the two campers were tossed to the ground and sent flying across the floor.

Brick tried to grab onto the arena floor and managed to find a small patch of loose cushion that he gripped with all his might.

Dawn wasn't so lucky. She was tossed around for a few seconds before she fell into the mud again.

Chris stopped the arena from spinning. "Brick wins the point!"

Confessional

Dawn: *Sighs*

Brick: "Samantha told me to attack her, right? *Gasps* "Maybe Dakota was right after all. Maybe she is a monster. I have to make a choice, and either way I'll regret it."

End Confessional

"Twice in a row?" Jordan sighed angrily as Dawn joined the team. "Even when her opponent doesn't fight, she still loses."

Dawn sat down and wiped the mud from her skirt. "I'm sorry. I tried to hold on."

Jordan rolled his eyes.

Brick walked across the bridge. "At least I won."

Samantha narrowed her eyes. "Yeah, but you practically gave up. You only won because you got lucky."

"Hey, he won us a point," Dakota argued. "You should be happy."

"I am happy about the point, but he almost lost it for us!"

Chris blew the horn again. Everyone looked to the podium. "New announcement! The score is four to seven and the Foxes are behind. If the Llamas win two matches in the final round, they win automatically. The round will start in under a minute, so no strategy break this time."

Noah turned to his team. "Five points? That's a walk in the park," he said sarcastically.

"It's not impossible," Staci said. "The Llamas almost got five points, so why can't we?"

"Look at our team," Jordan said. "We have a hurt player, a pacifist, and a whiny girl who lost her friend. That's three players who'll hold us back."

"I'll fight Sadie," mumbled Katie, still in the fetal position.

"Well, what if you don't-"

"Time's up!" Chris shouted. "This is it, the final round!" He clicked his remote and the wheel spun again.

"..."

"..."

"Samantha and Staci!"

Staci picked up the dueling stick. "Don't worry guys, I'll win this one. You can count on that."

"I don't know," Noah said. "She's pretty good in the ring. Be careful if you get close."

"Dude," Jordan said. "You won without a fight. How would you know?"

"Look at her. She's thin and athletic. She hasn't been able to show off her skills yet. Just trust me. I can read her like a book, and Samantha's not who she seems."

Samantha crossed the bridge. "Lets get this over with."

"Don't screw this up!" Eva bellowed.

"I won't, unless you keep screaming in my ear!"

Both campers prepared themselves. Chris rang the horn and they charged each other, colliding in the center of the arena.

Both teams cheered for their player as the girls pushed each other with their dueling sticks. Neither was going to budge.

Confessional

Samantha: "Staci was a decent player. I just had to find a way to get her to drop her guard."

End Confessional

Samantha smiled through her struggle. "You know, no one believes you'll win this!"

"Shut up and fight!"

"Shut up? You mean that phrase that everyone told you when you wouldn't can the lies?"

Staci became flustered. "They're not lies!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You're just a liar. A big, fat liar! That's all you've ever been!"

"I'm not a liar!" Staci shoved her weapon forward. "You are!"

"I bet that Dawn doesn't even like you! She just pretends to be your friend to make you shut up! Isn't that right?"

"That's it!" Staci shouted. She dropped her stick and grabbed her opponent by the sides as both teams watched in confusion.

Samantha was lifted over Staci's head. "Let me go!"

Staci walked over to the edge of the arena. "You shut up! For good!" She tossed the farmer over the side and into the mud. "Eat it!"

Chris honked his horn and Staci looked up. "Hey, no hands! Samantha wins by default!"

Jordan clenched his fists. "Way to go!"

"I... I didn't think-" Staci started before Samantha leapt from the mud and knocked her down.

The girls pulled at each other's hair and tried scratching each other in the face.

"Break it up!" Chris demanded. "Break it up now!"

Eva walked into the fray and pulled the two apart as they growled and kicked.

"If you fight again, you're both going out to sea!" Chris warned them. "Get it!"

Staci and Samantha looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Alright, you can let them go, Eva," Chris said.

The female bully dropped both girls to the floor and returned yo her team with Samantha following behind.

Staci joined her angry team.

"Way. To. Go," Noah said.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I let my anger get the best of me, and then... that happened."

"Who are you? Eva?" Jordan asked. "Get a grip. We only have one chance to stay alive, and you just made it harder."

"I said I was sorry," Staci whimpered. "I really am!"

"It's fine," Dawn told her. "Samantha was lying to you."

"Was she? She said you didn't like me."

"Well, I do. But sometimes-"

"Next up is..." Chris said. "Jordan and Eva."

Jordan froze in place.

Noah patted him on the shoulder. "Go get em' tiger," he taunted.

"No," Jordan panicked. "Not her! Anyone but her!"

"Dude, the wheel picked you at random," Chris said with a wink. "You have to go!"

"Man up!" Eva screamed from her side of the arena. "Get out here and settle the score!"

Jordan picked up his dueling stick and slowly made his way into the arena.

Chris smiled. "I've been waiting for this one all day! Now... Go!"

Eva rushed across the arena in a rage-filled burst of energy. Jordan ran around the side of the platform to try and dodge her attack. Eva followed behind.

"We're doomed," Noah sighed. "Just get it over with."

"Not yet," Dawn said. "Don't give up hope. Even if you're life is hard, there's always a light in the darkness."

"What she said," said Staci with sorrow.

Jordan stood a foot or so away from the mud pit as Eva circled the center of the arena. "I thought you wanted to fight," said Jordan. "Why are you just standing there?!"

Eva smiled and narrowed her eyes in concentration. She raised her stick above her head and Jordan gasped. He raised his weapon to his stomach and prepared to hit her as she charged, but this was a fatal mistake.

Instead of charging, Eva hurled her stick at Jordan with lightning fast speed. The green tipped dueling stick slammed into the jock's chest and pushed him into the mud.

"Yes!" Eva cheered.

"It's over, the Llamas win!" Chris announced. "Jordan's in the drink, and with a final score of nine to four, it's a landslide!"

Jordan crawled out of the mud and slammed his head onto the padded platform.

"Foxes, I will see you at the bonfire at sunset," Chris told the team. He turned to the Llamas. "Oh, and I'll need you guys at the ceremony too. Don't ask any questions. Just go with it."

Confessional

Noah: "Sure losing sucks, but Jordan got pummeled. Plus, he's as good as gone tonight. It's a win-win for me."

Jordan: "I might have lost the game for the team, but there's no way in hell that I'm going home tonight! You can bet on that!"

Eva: "And once again, the superior player comes out on top. Eat it, Jordan!"

End Confessional

After the challenge ended, the Foxes cast their votes and went down to the lake to clean off.

Noah was looking over his bruise, Dawn was fiddling with some white flowers, and Jordan had left to go back to the clearing.

Katie sat on a rock crying over her friendship's end. "I should've known she hated me," she sniffled. "I always knew it."

Staci walked up to the crying teen. "If you need a shoulder to lean on, I'm here. My day sucked too."

Katie looked up to see the chubby teen. "No. I just want to be alone."

"Are you sure? I don't have many friends outside of Dawn. Plus, my name sounds like Sadie's name. I think that's kinda cool."

"It doesn't matter anymore," Katie cried. "I don't even want to hear her name again. We're through, understand?"

"Yah," she sighed. "I understand. I'm here if you need me though."

Without a response from Katie, Staci began to walk back to the clearing. When she reached the treeline, she tripped over something sticking out of the ground.

"Ow," she moaned when she hit the ground. "What's that?" She eyed a piece of thin metal stuck in the soil. The teen grabbed the edge and slowly pulled it up. It was a sign.

She wiped the dirt away with her hand and read the lettering on the weathered sign, or what was left of it.

No Trespassing!

Government E...

The rest of the sign was battered and worn, but the words she could read had her puzzled.

Confessional

Staci: "That was a weird sign I found. What was it about exactly? Maybe I should show the others. I know Dawn would be able to help. But then again, it's probably nothing. Things wash up on the beach all the time."

End Confessional

On another area of the beach, Brick walked up to Dakota as she washed her clothes in the lake. "Uh, Dakota. Can I talk with you? It's important."

"Is it about the alliance?" She sighed. "Because it's totally okay if you want out. You're not really participating, so It might be better for you to forget about it."

"No, I want to join. For good this time."

Dakota looked up and smiled. "Really?"

Brick nodded. "I know it's a bit underhanded, but Samantha is a horrible person. She attacked Dawn, tried to hurt Noah again, and insulted Staci to win. That's not the kind of person I'd want on my team, so count me in."

Dakota stood up and hugged the cadet. "Thank you! You don't know how much this means to me. I'm sick of Samantha, and now we both want her gone. This will work. This will work."

"I concur," came a voice from behind the two allies. They whipped around to see Eva with her arms crossed. "And I want in too."

Brick and Dakota nervously looked to each other.

Both teams walked over to the bonfire as the sun set behind the horizon. The Foxes took their seats on the fallen logs while the Llamas stood behind Chris.

"Foxes," you've all voted," Chris said. "It wasn't even close."

He pulled out five weenies on sticks and held them in the air. "Noah, Dawn, B, and Katie are safe, but Staci and Jordan have one foot out the door."

The four safe campers caught their rewards and looked upon Jordan and Staci. The former was shaking in fear while Staci nervously looked at Chris.

"And the loser is..."

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"Neither of you! Because it wasn't your choice!"

The Foxes gasped, but Jordan almost fell off of his seat.

"What?!" they said in shock.

Confessional

Noah: "Noooooooo!"

End Confessional

Chris turned to the Llamas. "It's their choice! What a twist. I know. So, Llamas, who's goin' home?"

The Llamas looked at Chris in confusion.

"Us?" Ethan asked nervously. "Us?"

"Yes, Ethan. You all get to send someone home tonight."

The Llamas huddled together and whispered between each other as the Foxes looked on in fear.

"It could be anyone," Staci whimpered. "Anyone."

Jordan began to cry a small tear and shake in suspense.

The Llamas turned back to face Chris.

Eva stepped forward. "We're eliminating..."

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Noah looked at Jordan with a smile.

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Staci looked down and covered her face.

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B smiled at Jordan with Noah.

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Jordan was still about to break down in tears.

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Dawn inhaled and exhaled to calm herself down.

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Katie turned the other cheek at Sadie.

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Eva pointed at the eliminated person. "You!"

"What?" Noah gasped. "Why?"

Dawn whined. "No."

Jordan fell to the ground. "Thank you," he said under his tears of relief.

B stood up and put his hands in his pockets.

"Sorry, Beverly," Chris said with enthusiasm. "You're done."

Confessional

Eva: "Sure, he was probably a good guy. But he's a genius and a godplayer. There was no way that we were just going to let an opportunity like that slip away.

Noah: "Noooooooooo!"

End Confessional

"But why B?" Dawn begged. "He didn't do anything wrong."

"That's not important," Chris said. "But what is important is that I get to use the Swift-kick-to-the-butt of Shame again! Seriously, it's really fun."

B took off his hat and handed it to Dawn.

"You want to give me your hat?" She said as she fought her despair. "But I can't take it. It's yours."

B shook his head and put the hat in his friend's hands. He smiled.

"Uh, Beverly," Chris said. "I believe you have a date with a big-ass boot."

B nodded in acceptance.

The Foxes watched B step onto the target in front of the elimination machine and wave. They waved back.

"Aww, it's so nice... but it's wrong!" Chris pushed the button on his remote and sent B flying into the silent sky.

Dawn sighed and looked at Noah. "At least we still have some brains on the team."

"What? Brains?" Noah asked sarcastically. "Where?"

The moonchild glared at Noah.

"Fine. No more sarcasm."

"Hold on," Staci said. "Where's Jordan?"

Confessional

Jordan: "See. I knew I wasn't going home. But I have a target on my back. One more loss, and I'm as good toast. Good thing I have one last plan for Noah. Then, everyone will see me as the superior."

End Confessional

Chris paused the video as he took a seat in his control room.

"Looks like things are getting good, huh? Well, as long as I get to see these kids get maimed, I'm fine. But you should stick around to see what's next. We have twists, turns, and plenty of torture coming up on Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"

The Votes

Noah: "Jordan. Just Jordan."

Jordan : "I'm on the block for sure, but so is Staci. Sorry babe, your goose is cooked."

Dawn: "Jordan isn't our weakest link, but he's the most irritating one. I vote for him."

B: *Holds up his blackboard* "Jordan."

Staci: "I let my team down, but Jordan is too deserving of going home. He's my choice."

Katie: "I vote for Sadie. But since I can't, Jordan is going home."

End Voting Confessional

Eliminated: Debbie, Justin, Tyler, Anne Maria, B

Foxes of Failure: Noah, Staci, Katie, Dawn, Jordan

Llamas of Loserdom: Sadie, Samantha, Ethan, Eva, Dakota, Brick

~A/N~ Sorry, B fans, but he had to go. I liked him, but I had no use for him, like, at all. But his journey might not be done just yet. I've opened a poll on my profile that will allow you, the reader, to vote for who deserves to come back into the game out of the first five booted campers. Everyone has a chance, so make sure to vote if you want your favorite to return. (POLL HAS BEEN CLOSED!)

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