"Welcome back, viewing world. Chris McLean here bringing you the first official day of Total Drama Manga. Our three teams are sleeping peacefully, and it is 4:30am. Now, Lara! Click it!" yelled Chris to the infirmary.
Lara jumped up and clicked a button on a wireless joystick and the speakers in the centre of started blaring a noise rivalling Harold's screeching.
"AARRGGHH!" screamed Gwen from Team Amazing's cabin. "WHAT THE HELL CHRIS? IT'S…4:30!"
DJ woke with a start and hid shaking under his covers, while Mr. Coconut was unaffected. Sierra woke with a start and screamed next to Cody, and he screamed louder, causing her to scream even louder.
All too suddenly, the noise stopped, and Chris walked into the clearing between all three cabins.
"Rise and shine, sleepyheads! First day of camp! Report to the dining hall for breakfast and meet me back here at 7."
"Seven?" yelled Leshawna, running to strangle Chris.
The rest of the campers walked off without a hitch towards the dining hall for Chef's strange concoction. It had long tentacles in it and had a slimy, tangy taste to it. After breakfast, the campers waited it out until they had to meet Chris.
"You really invented that jetpack in your shirt?" asked Cody. B nodded in reply, and pressed a button to bring them out. "Sweet. I tried making a backpack once, but I ended up with it exploding all over my back."
B made some movements with his hands and gave a sympathetic look.
"What? Nah. It wasn't that bad. Just left a small scar. You're a cool guy." Cody smiled, bumping fists with B.
"Look, Gwen, I know it's a bit strange for you but-"
"Strange? Why would it be strange? My ex is going out with my boyfriend's ex. Nothing strange at all!" Gwen replied quickly.
"Listen. Courtney's pretty cool. She has a bit of a temper, and a superiority complex, but those things can be ironed out. Duncan just didn't have the skills." If looks could kill, Trent would be dead from Gwen's glare. "That came out wrong…"
"Calm down Gwen. It isn't that bad. How doeth it affect you?" asked Beth shyly, patting her on the back.
"It's just…weird. I never would've thought…"
"You thtill like Trent, don't you?" Beth whispered into Gwen's ear. She sighed in reply. "I thought tho."
"So, Leshawna, how's Mikayla doing?" asked Harold.
"How do you remember Mikayla? You never even met that girl." Leshawna replied hastily, backing off slightly.
"I didn't forget. You broke up with me, Leshawna. I didn't forget most of what you said." he replied, holding his arm around her.
"Ooooh no. You did NOT just do that!" Leshawna yelled, standing up and holding a finger to Harold. Harold gulped in reply.
"Campers. You've all waited patiently, and now we are ready. Chef, do the honours." Chris said. Chef kicked the back of a large box in front of him, having it pop open and revealing everything from a minigun to a water pistol.
"Today, you'll be sharp shooting! Courtesy of the manga Black Cat!" Chris smiled.
"But isn't it dangerous to let some teenagers wield a minigun or a hand gun?" asked Jo with a start.
"Don't worry, you'll be shooting paintballs."
"Point still stands. They hurt like a bitch!" she replied, crossing her arms.
"Time to explain the rules. Teams Japan and DBZ will each have to sit someone out.. First, I pair each of you up. Second, one of the campers in the pair will grab a shooting device from this box. Third, an apple will be placed atop the other camper's head. Last, the shooter will shoot the fruit from the holder. 3 shots only. No blindfolds! Now pair up!"
"Heather's out," said Noah, to which B nodded.
"So is…er…Sadie." said Cody.
"The pairs are as follows: Izzy & Owen, Geoff & Bridgette, Jo & Lightning, Cameron & Staci, Trent & Courtney, Gwen & Duncan, B & Dawn, Eva & Dakota, DJ & Katie, Ezekiel & Mike, Beth & Justin, Cody & Sierra, Zoey & Scott, Harold & Lindsay, Anne Maria & Mr. Coconut, Alejandro & Noah, Leshawna & Tyler and Sam & Brick."
"Okay, we will handle this challenge Tournament style. To clarify, you will each take turns. If you succeed in getting the apple of their head, you advance. If you fail in the first round, you will be in the next challenge. The winning team scores Invincibility, no matter how many of their team are in the next challenge. The losing team'll be taking the elimination ceremony, and one will leave. First up, Izzy and Owen!"
Izzy ran up to the box and Owen balanced the perfectly shaped apple on his head.
"Prepare yourself!" Izzy laughed maniacally, as she pulled out a Double Barrel Shotgun.
"You pull out the biggest spraying gun to use on the biggest target? Are you TRYING to make us lose?" yelled Heather from the stands. Izzy shot a round at Heather's face.
"This is fun!" she laughed as she aimed it at Owen's head.
"Please don't miss…" Owe pleaded to himself.
"Don't worry, big guy. I'm an expert on firearms. I had to make one when I had myself stranded in the desert. I had to fend off giant snakes and lizards." she aimed it just above Owen's head and fired. Everyone gasped.
She had knocked the apple off of Owen's head WITHOUT hitting him with paint!
"Yeah!" yelled Team Japan. Owen released his breath and fainted. Lara had to drag him off to the infirmary.
"Amazing! Never have I seen such precision with a shotgun! Our next pair up is…Noah and Alejandro!" Alejandro strapped the apple to his head, and Noah decided to pick the sniper rifle.
"Perfect plan, egghead!" he smiled. Noah smirked and aimed for the apple.
Alejandro stood there still, waiting for the shot with his eyes closed, standing proudly. Noah decided to take this chance and aimed down at Alejandro's privates and shot.
"Guh!" screamed Alejandro, falling to his knees. He started panting and Noah took this chance to shoot the apple. The shot went through the apple and struck him in the top of the skull. "GWAH!" he screamed.
"Hahaha!" laughed Noah, walking off with the sniper rifle in hand. Alejandro grabbed the air around him, and crushed it.
"Wow! Wasn't expecting that! Nice shot, Noah! Our next pair is…Sierra and Cody!"
Sierra walked up and placed the apple on Cody's head while he squirmed. He was shaking wildly, especially when she pulled out a sub-machine gun.
"Oh no!" yelled Cody, shielding his privates.
"Don't worry Cody! Even if I miss, I still have two more shots!" she smiled, taking aim at the apple.
"But Sierra that shoots-!" she pressed the trigger and 13 shots came out in rapid succession, leaving a trail from his forehead to his stomach due to kick.
"Cody!" she screamed, running up and wiping the paint off of his shirt. "LARA! RESCUE CODY!"
Lara came running quickly, after letting Owen leave and ran Cody to the infirmary. She dumped him on a bed and checked for a pulse.
"He's alive!" she smiled.
"It's a miracle!" cried Sierra, hugging Cody and weeping.
"Ooh! Our first hit and miss! Hope he's okay. Our next pair of campers is new kids on the block Staci and Cameron!" Chris yelled, presenting the duo.
"I'll shoot, okay? My great-great-great-great uncle invented Olympic shooting, yeah. Before that people just used to throw bullets at plates, uh huh!"
"Whatever you say, Staci!" Cameron smiled confidently. He placed the apple on his head, with some degree of difficulty, and gulped when she pulled out the gun. Despite being filled with paint, it was still horrifying. She had pulled out the machine pistol, and had already taken aim.
"Please don't hit my face!" yelled Cameron.
"Hit his face!" yelled Jo and Lightning from the stands.
Staci closed her eyes before taking the shot. It skimmed slightly under the apple, flipped it into the air and it landed back perfectly. It clipped the top of his head.
"Don't close your eyes! Aim down the sight! Shoot slightly above the apple!" yelled Cameron.
Staci held the machine pistol up at eyes length, and aimed straight for the leaf falling behind the apple. Unfortunately, she missed the apple again, but hit the leaf and shredded it.
"That was so cool, yeah!" She tried one more time to hit the apple. As she shot, the kick pushed her arms back and the shot went flying over the trees. "Where'd it go?"
"I don't know, but you're out! You weren't hurt too much, were you Cam?"
"I'm fine…" he mumbled, hobbling over to the stands and looking sickly.
"Next up is Sam and Brick!"
"You can shoot, bro. I could only shoot with an 'a' button. Ehuhuhuh!" Sam laughed, putting the apple on his head with ease.
"Sure thing, Sam. I'll pick an easy gun." said Brick, pulling out a water pistol.
He aimed it at the apple, and with his military training had the utmost confidence in himself. He shot the gun, and the paint splashed forwards, but lost height quickly and hit Sam's shoes.
"Try to aim higher then. You're good at maths and angles, right?" asked Sam.
"Uh…sure. Let me try again…" he said, taking aim. Without any idea what he was doing, he shot, and the apple got covered in paint. "What? That's bull!"
"Shoot stronger, next time. Water pistol…eh, not the best choice." yelled Chris.
"One more chance…aim…and…FIRE!" he yelled, shooting forward. Again, this lost height and, instead of landing on Sam's shoes, it hit his crotch area.
"Haha! Sam peed his pants!" laughed Scott solely. Brick ran off crying into the outhouse.
Confessional Cam: Brick
"I'm happy Scott's probably gonna go. He is a cruel *censored*."
"Wow, Scott. Too far, man, too far. Our next couple of losers are our party boy and surfer chick, Geoff and Bridgette!" smiled Chris.
"You trust me, right Bridge?" asked Geoff, rummaging through the box.
"Of course. What could go wrong?"
"I know, right? Then this'll do, yeahh!" he smiled, pulling out a bazooka."WHAT?" Bridgette screamed, trying to run away.
Geoff aimed with care at her running figure, and shot the apple straight off of her head. Some paint sprayed the back of her head.
"I thought you trusted me." Geoff said, disheartened.
"I do It's just…a bazooka is a bit far…" she smiled, patting his back.
"Too easy, Geoff. Next up is pretty boy Justin and farm girl Beth!" laughed Chris, watching Beth balance the apple with care.
"This is too easy. Just relax. My vision is 20/20." smiled Justin seductively, and making Beth swoon slightly. Justin put his hand in the box and pulled out a revolver. It had only three chambers full. He held it up and, knowing how to line up the sights, took a shot. It hit Beth in the cheek.
"Oops, kick." he chuckled, taking aim again. This time he took more time. All that could be heard was the wind until he took aim. It hit the tree behind Beth's head.
"How did you do that?" asked Chris.
"I don't know…" replied Justin, curiously. He took aim one last time and shot again through the silence. It smacked the apple perfectly in the middle and shattered it.
"Yes! I thought you said you had 20/20 vision?"
"I do, I just have bad hand eye co-ordination. I can't afford to destroy these handsome hands and eyes." he grinned to himself, pulling out a mirror.
"Perfect! I wonder what guns are left…anywho, next up is Leshawna and Tyler! I'm guessing Leshawna will be shooting?"
"Damn straight. I don't trust this guy with succeeding without getting hurt." the sister smiled and laughed, pulling out a musket.
"Sweet! That'll hit the apple!" smiled Tyler 'woo-ing'.
"Hey Chris, I noticed that there are some leftover parts in here. Can I use some?"
"Sure, I guess." Chris said clearly.
Leshawna pulled out a bayonet and put in on the under barrel and turned the gun upside down to aim.
"I see what you're doing! Awesome!" yelled Tyler.
Leshawna aimed the bayonet at the apple, and shot once.
"Harder than I thought." said Leshawna, hitting Tyler's forehead. She wiped some sweat off of her own and took aim again. This time she held off breathing until after she had shot. It tapped the top of the apple, and it teetered.
"No!" she yelled. The teetering continued and the apple rolled off Tyler's head and onto the ground.
"YES!' Tyler and Leshawna yelled in unison.
"Smart. I didn't think Leshawna had it in her. Next up are Zoey and Scott! This'll be fun!" Chris smiled, snickering.
Zoey searched through the gun box.
"Woah, who said you were shooting?" asked Scott, whacking her hand from the box.
"I did. I'm not letting you aim a gun at me. I DON'T want to lose this challenge." she yelled back, searching in the gun box and pulling out something interesting. "A card?"
"Ooh! Awesome! Come with me!" Chris smiled, taking Zoey into the master cabin.
They returned a minute later in a mechanical beast.
"A tank?" screamed Scott, apple almost rolling off.
"This is for eliminating Mike and for all of my friends!" Zoey yelled, clicking the button to shoot. The paintball the shot out was as large as Scott himself and smacked him straight through a tree trunk, even after he tried running. Needless to say, the apple was eradicated.
"I was hoping someone would pick that one. Lara! Clean up on Isle Scott! Hahaha! Our next lucky contestant's are Gwen and Duncan!" Chris barely said, too busy laughing at Scott.
"I have practice with guns. I'll shoot." said Duncan. Gwen just smiled, nodded and picked up the apple.
Duncan closed his eyes and picked a gun at random.
"It's a…blowgun?" he mustered. A bamboo blowgun. "Oh well." He breathed in deep and blew through the blowgun and the first paintball his Gwen's nose.
"Ow!" she yelled, grabbing her face.
"Geez, sorry!" he yelled, taking care to hit the next shot.
It missed. It hit her in the ear.
"So close!" he yelled. She was holding her ear in pain. Duncan breathed in very deep in preparation for the next shot. He breathed in so deep that the paintball sot back and exploded in his mouth.
"GUH!" he squeaked, barfing up vomit and paint.
"Take the third shot already! Puke afterwards!" Gwen yelled, still holding her nose and ear.
"Nope. That WAS the third shot. The paintball left the blowgun, therefore it counts as a shot."
"That's bogus!" yelled Duncan, paint still leaking from his mouth.
"Hahaha! Classic. That gun's gone. Next up is lucky number DJ and Katie!" Chris pointed.
"DJ, maybe you should shoot. I'd be too scared to shoot you, quivering and all." said Katie, balancing the apple on her head.
"Okay, thanks Katie. What's this?" asked DJ, pulling out a minigun.
"Ooh, nice choice. Go!" yelled Duncan from the stands.
"What?" asked DJ, confused.
"Relax, DJ. Don't be rash, these things shoot mighty quickly."
"How quickly?" asked DJ, as he pulled the triggers. It shot wildly around the apple, hitting Katie across the face and chest many times over.
"That fast…" she mumbled as she fainted.
"Oops…" he snorted, as he cried and ran towards Katie's limp body. "NOOOO!"
"KATIE! NOOOOOO!" yelled Sadie, running from the stands and hugging her BGFF (Best Girl Friend Forever).
"And with that, the fifth pair's gone. Lara, we need more help for this one too. Next up is our girl of mean and our girl of green, Eva and Dakota! Step up here!"
"If I shoot, your hardened skin will protect you well, right?" asked Eva, pointing to her orange arms.
"My thoughts exactly!" Dakota nodded in reply, throwing the apple in the air and catching it on her head.
Eva rummaged through the box and found something that tickled her fancy. She pulled it out and it amazed her.
"No way! A grenade launcher! Sweet!" she smiled, holding it in Dakota's general direction.
"Shouldn't you actually aim?"
"Nah. A grenade hitting you from this distance would destroy you instantly. Paint should work the same." Eva grinned, pulling the trigger and launching a blob of blue paint at Dakota's face. It exploded when it hit her nose, and blasted her apple away, among with her body, hitting a tree.
"Eva got it!" smiled Scott, giving a thumbs up. Scott had a thing for Eva, being mean and all, but would never admit it. The grenade launcher was an added bonus too.
"No one's gotten our secret weapon yet. I'm disappointed. Oh well, maybe last. Next up is home school Zeke and multi-personality Mike!" Chris smiled, trying to ignore the looks of murder coming from Ezekiel's eyes.
"None of my personality's are gun specialists as far as I know. You shoot. After all, on the farm you would've had at least SOME weapon experience, right?" asked Mike, rubbing his elbow and laughing in fear.
"Yeah! I practiced all the time with my bow, eh. I'm, like, a master now!" replied Ezekiel, shuffling around the weapons. "Bingo!"
Ezekiel pulled out a bow, complete with 3 foam tipped arrows. He charged back and noticed something.
"Put the apple on, Mike." Ezekiel asked, lowering the bow.
"I-I can't find it. It's gone." Mike replied, looking around.
*CRUNCH*
They both looked at Owen with evil glares.
"Oops…here ya go…" he muttered, placing a half eaten, slobbery apple on Mike's head.
"Ugh!" Ezekiel groaned, releasing the arrow and smacking straight through the centre of the apple, embedding it in a tree.
"Yes! I knew you could do it, Zeke!" smiled Mike, patting him on the back.
"That was pretty good for foam!" Ezekiel smiled.
"These are getting too easy. Only hard weapons left though. Welcome B and Dawn!" cheered Chris, pointing to the large boy and the mystic girl. The wind picked up and blew B's hat off. He caught it just in time.
"I don't like firearms. Could you shoot B?" asked Dawn.
B nodded with a grin and pulled out a simple Pistol. He licked his finger, put it in the air and fired the pistol in a direction diagonal from Dawn. The paintball missed by centimetres, making Dawn flinch hard.
"T-try to hit it when my eyes are closed, okay?" Dawn asked sweetly, closing her eyes tight. B nodded in agreement and shot the pistol again. It skimmed the apple slightly, but not enough to knock it off the blonde head. B tried the finger licking thing again, and shot the pistol in a sideways direction, 90 degrees from Dawn. The paintball curved and shot the apple slightly across the top. The apple teetered but stayed on Dawn's head.
"Don't worry, B. It was mother nature making you feel bad for using a firearm. That darn Chris…" she scowled, looking darkly at the host.
"Ooh. Evil. The genius couldn't succeed, but can the next pair? Jo and Lightning everybody!" Chris waved. Jo had her usual scowl and Lightning was jazzed up.
"Let Lightning fire! Lightning has amazing aim!" Lightning said, posing and rummaging through the box.
"You'd better, or your lightning will be forked by my fist." Jo commented, embarrassingly placing the apple on her head.
"This looks good!" smiled Lightning, not even breaking a sweat lifting the cannon from the box.
"Oh sh-"
"Sha-pow!" cheered Lightning as he lit the fuse and the paint blasted Jo backwards and across the ground.
"The apple moved! Lightning saw it! Lightning never misses!" Lightning stammered, trying to defend his reputation.
"Ugggggh…" Jo groaned, feeling dizzy and falling towards the campers.
"This one'll be fun! Give it up for Anne Maria and Mr. Coconut!" cheered Chris, clapping at the two.
"What da-? How is he meant ta shoot me?" asked Anne Maria, putting her hair spray away.
"You'll have to shoot him then. Grab your weapon." Chris commented, sitting Mr. Coconut up and putting the apple on his head.
"Dis looks good! Goes wit da poof!" Anne Maria stated, pulling out an assault rifle.
She took aim and shot about 12 paintballs, all of which hit the apple dead on.
"Told ya it looked good! I'm no show off!" she smiled, putting the assault rifle in her poof.
"…" replied Mr. Coconut, falling to his side.
"Well, that was surprising! Mr. Coconut did a great job!" smiled Chris, clapping.
"What 'bout me? I did a helluva lot more den dis bozo!" Anne Maria said, pointing her thumb towards the toppled Coconut.
"Stop being rude to him. Please. Ignoring that comment, round of applause for Trent and Courtney!"
"I'm shooting. Called it!" Trent shouted, running into the box.
"Damn!" Courtney replied, putting the apple on her head.
"Wait…what's this?" asked Trent, pulling out a large machine.
"That's a flamethrower! Instead of throwing flames, it blasts paint. Instead of giving you three shots, we'll give you all that's left in the tank.
"Sweet!" Trent said. He'd barely aimed the gun when it started firing for about 10 seconds then stopped. The trigger had gotten stuck.
"Now it's all used up. You failed, bro."
"What but how?" asked Trent, looking over at Courtney. She was covered head to toe in blue paint, and so was the tree behind her.
"I can't see or smell anything…" she commented, falling to the ground. Trent caught her and took her to the infirmary.
"Wahahahahaha!" laughed Duncan, falling backwards off of his chair.
"Shut up, Duncan…" Gwen commented, looking worriedly at Courtney.
"Our last couple is approaching. Only one weapon left, and it's a doozy. Please welcome Harold and Lindsay!"
Lindsay blew kisses to the campers, while Harold just waved.
"I want to shoot this! Please!" asked Lindsay, jumping up and down.
"Fine. Just try to hit the apple." said Harold, putting said object on his cranium.
"She can't miss with it." smiled Chris.
"A…laptop?" asked Lindsay as she opened it. "Ooh! It's the camp! Click!"
"Sweet! An aerial bomb! Did you account for the wind?" asked Harold.
"The wha-!"
They were both spared the splatter, as it decided to land on every other camper in the stands.
"Oh crap!" Lindsay said, running into the woods.
"DISQUALIFIED! GONE FROM THE CHALLENGE!" yelled Chris, getting paint from his hair.
"On a lighter note…" he said, calming his temper quickly. "Round two is approaching. For every winning pair, the shooter and the stander are now switched! Same weapons, same order, only ONE SHOT!" Chris laughed. "You remember the order, do it yourself. Go!"
"Can you do this, Owen?" Izzy asked quietly.
"Of course!" he smiled, holding the shotgun towards her head.
He shot the paintball and it hit Izzy square in the face. She toppled over and the apple rolled from her head.
"Are you okay? Oh sweet bacon!" Owen screamed, running to her body.
"I'm fine. This…this feels great." she said, not bothering to stand up.
"My turn now, Noah." Alejandro smiled most sinister. Noah gulped.
"No hard feelings?" Noah asked, shrugging.
"Hard feelings!" yelled Alejandro as he shot Noah square in the forehead.
"Gah!"
He aimed again and shot Noah in the privates.
"AAHHH!"
In blind fury, he went for the apple. He shot the paintball, and it sailed past the apple and into a tree branch.
"G-good job I-I-idiot…" chuckled Noah, trying to get up. Alejandro shot him once more in the privates and dragged him off.
"Let's see how you like being frightened nearly to death!" smiled Bridgette, holding the bazooka in Geoff's direction.
"But Bridge, you're a way better shot than me! It's not fair!"
"Mwahahahaha!" laughed Bridgette, shooting a large blobby paintball and hitting the apple from her boyfriend's head, missing him completely.
"That…that genuinely scared me." smiled Geoff, going in for a hug.
"Aww…how's my little wimpy boy." Bridgette joked, rubbing the back of his head as he began to whimper.
"Please don't miss, Beth! I need this face!" yelled Justin, waving his hands in front of his face frantically.
"I won't mith. I'm a nice shot." she smiled, hitting Justin in the forehead.
"GYAAAH!" he screamed. "YOU SAID YOU WERE A NICE SHOT!"
"I said a nice shot. Not perfect…you still look great, though!" she said, trying to avoid the topic.
"Thank you…" Justin smiled back sweetly, forgetting what had just happened.
"Okay, I got this one. Just do what I did except…more accurately." said Leshawna, preparing for the worst.
"Line up the bayonet and…fire!" he yelled, but no paint came out.
"What happened?" Leshawna asked, walking towards him.
"I don't know. I said fire and everything."
"You do know you're meant to pull the trigger, right?"
"Trigger?"
"Ugh…give me tha-oops!" Leshawna gasped, accidentally pulling the trigger in Tyler's face.
"It went up my nose! Gyahhhh!" he screamed, running quickly, searching for water.
"Just hit me with your best shot…" mumbled Zoey, seeing Scott in the tank.
"Er…no." Scott replied.
"What?"
"I want our team to lose, and I want to be voted off. However…" he thought, and shot the giant paintball straight at the water. "Take that, Fang!"
"You are crazy…" smiled Zoey, bitch slapping Scott across the face. "And you're an asshole."
"This is easy, right?" questioned Dakota, pointing the launcher at Eva.
"Yeah, just pull the trigger and launch. But make sure it's in my direction."
"Obviously." Dakota said. She pulled the trigger and there was no knock back at all, on account of her amazing strength. The paintball shot at Eva's feet, and did nothing else.
"Er...oh, ow! My ankle! You hit it!" yelled Eva, falling to her knee and toppling the apple from her head.
"Oh crap, are you okay?" asked Dakota sympathetically.
"I'm faking…" Eva whispered to her.
"Seems legit!" smiled Chris, accepting it.
"Svetlana's probably the best for this." said Mike quietly.
"Yes, I am!" called Svetlana, picking up the bow and shoot three consecutive arrows at Ezekiel's head.
"You're meant to hit the apple, not me." commented Ezekiel, being pelted by all three in the face.
"Oh no…Mike! *GASP* Did we do it?" asked Mike. Ezekiel shook his head and tapped his foot on the ground impatiently. Mike looked down and saw three arrows without apple on them.
"Oh…"
"Cannon's seem pretty powerful. This might be useful." said Jo, still dizzy from the ground hitting her head before. She was still dripping with paint.
"Maybe this isn't the best idea. Lightning might get hurt pretty bad." Lightning commented matter-of-factly.
"Pfft! Nothing can hurt Lightning!" cheered Jo, trying to cheer the footballer on.
"Wait…yeah! Nothing can hurt Lightning! Lightning is invincib-ooh!" he grunted, being blown back and into a tree trunk. The apple rolled out from the tree.
"Yes!" smiled Lightning, coming from the tree trunk and fainting.
"Yeah!" replied Jo, fainting from dizziness.
"How is dis meant ta work, Chris? He's a coconut." commented Anne Maria, almost losing her apple in her poof.
"Make it work!" yelled Chris, observing quietly.
Mr. Coconut just sit there, motionless with the assault rifle sitting next to him. The apple suck into Anne Maria's poof and disappeared.
"Oh crap!" she yelled, rummaging through her poof.
7 quick, consecutive shots blasted through her poof.
"Oh, no you didn't! You did not just shoot ma poof!" yelled Anne Maria, walking up to Mr. Coconut with her hands in fists and punching him in the painted face.
"Ow! What the-?" she asked.
"That was eventful!" smiled Chris, wringing his hair of paint. "Team Amazing is out for the count. No way to get invincibility for them. Round three will begin shortly. This time, Owen and Lightning will be switching, and so will Bridgette and Dakota. You decide who shoots. Invincibility will wither go to Team Japan or Team Dragon Ball Z! Ready…steady…GO!"
"Can I use the cannon? Can I? Can I? Huh?" Izzy ecstatically exclaimed, jumping.
"Sure. Lightning likes a leading lady!" Lightning smiled, pushing the cannon towards Izzy.
"FIRE!" she screamed, lighting the fuse and blasting the paintball at Lightning and knocking him across the ground, like Jo before him.
"Izzy, Lightning, you're out!" yelled Chris, pointing behind him.
"Huh? Why?" asked Lightning, still disoriented.
"You didn't actually have the apple on you to get blasted off. Owen took it with him as a snack." replied Chris, smiling.
"You know how to work this thing, right?" asked Dakota, apple in place.
"Yeahh! I watched you and Eva do it! It can't be harder than a bazooka!" Geoff laughed back.
"Hit me with your best shot!" Dakota yelled proudly, posing.
Geoff let out a loud 'wooh!' when he shot a grenade on paint, and it smashed Dakota in the chest.
"Wooh! Yeah! Apple, gone!" she smiled, feeling the apples non presence.
"That was awesome!" cheered Geoff, firing another at Chris accidentally.
"DISQUALIFIED!" he yelled.
"DAMN IT GEOFF!" yelled Dakota, walking away sadly.
"S-sorry Dakota." Geoff mumbled, running after her.
"How do you think YOU'LL handle the bazooka?" asked Bridgette, smiling with the apple on her head.
"I could smash you to pieces with it after what happened on TDI, but I'll cut you a break and let my nice side flow." Eva smiled back, holding the bazooka over her shoulder as if it here cardboard. She let a ball of paint loose and it smashed Bridgette directly in the face.
"Apple gone!" she smiled. Eva was about to shoot another paintball out of joy. "No, don't!"
"Fine…"
"A shotgun? I've had plenty of experiences with these in my time. Dodging bullets is one of my training exercises." Jo smiled, throwing the shotgun between hands.
"Exercise? Ruin my mood why don't ya…" Owen grumbled, hearing his stomach grumble in unison.
"Don't worry. It'll all be over soon, buddy." she smiled, shooting Owen in the face.
"Uh…Owen…YOU ATE THE APPLE?" she screamed, running up to him.
"I was hungry…the apples gone though, right?"
"NO…well…uh, Chris?"
"No. Apples not gone. Apples still here." he smirked back.
"DAMN IT!" yelled Owen. "MY STOMACH WAS APPLE-y!"
"And Team Dragon Ball Z wins Invincibility for their team! Sierra, Cody, Cameron and Staci no longer have to compete for last place! However, Katie and Courtney are unable to participate in the final challenge. To make it fair, either Sam & Brick or Gwen and Duncan must drop out." said Chris.
"You guys go ahead. You have more experience in the show. Kick their butts! Ehuhuhuhuh!" laughed Sam.
"Fight well, soldiers!" saluted Brick, marching away.
"Ready to win this for our team?" Gwen called to Duncan.
"Hell yeah!" he replied. They fist bumped and headed towards their competition.
"Now. It's Team Amazing vs. Team Japan. To make it more interesting, this will be a quick draw game. Here are your pistols. B vs. Duncan and Dawn vs. Gwen. I assume you all know what a quick draw is, right? Just in case you don't, learn quickly. Hahaha!" Chris laughed maniacally. "Face your partner. Now turn and take three steps forward on my count."
"1"
Duncan and Gwen held their gun tight and Dawn just barely held hers. B was almost cracking it under pressure.
"2"
Duncan and Gwen prepared to fire, and B prepared to duck. Dawn prepared to throw the gun away and stomp it into dust.
"3!"
Duncan and B shot for each other. B tried to dodge, but the paintball hit him in the forehead due to him being tall. Dawn ducked under the paintball and threw her gun at Gwen. It hit the ground at her feet and shot her in the ankle.
"It's Duncan vs. Dawn! Pistols at the ready. 1"
They both stepped away from the centre.
"2"
Both guns were held tight.
"3!"
Duncan went to shoot, but saw no Dawn in sight. She'd ran for it.
"I don't like firearms. I don't like firearms…" she kept chanting to herself.
"I guess Team Amazing win! Team Japan will be sending someone home tonight. See you at the elimination ceremony."
"The results are in. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow will be going home. And they can never come back. EVER. Our first marshmallow goes to Jo."
She walked up triumphantly and grabbed the marshmallow, then went back to the cabin.
"Trent."
"Yes!" he hissed as he grabbed his marshmallow and started heading to the cabin.
"Lightning."
"Sha-zam!" he grabbed and ran away.
"Courtney, Anne Maria, B."
The three walked up and received their marshmallows. Courtney and B headed to the cabin, but Anne Maria wanted to see Mr. coconut burn.
"Heather, Izzy, Owen."
The three walked up and got them. Owen winked at Izzy, who just jumped away.
"I knew it!" laughed Heather.
"Noah, Mr. Coconut."
"That's bullcrap!" Anne Maria yelled at Mr. Coconut, then stamped off.
"Our final two campers tonight are Dawn and Alejandro." Chris commented.
"Dawn, you chickened out of shooting paintballs at Duncan. Seriously. Weak. Alejandro, you paved the way for Dawn's failure by following your personal vendetta against Noah. You threw the game! At least he did something." Chris stated.
"The final marshmallow goes to…
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Dawn."
"Yay!" she yelped.
"That's bullcrap!" yelled Alejandro.
"It was Mr. Coconut's vote that dealt the final blow.
"As Alejandro walked off to the boat of losers, he stuck both of his fingers up and Mr. Coconut.
"Suck it!" he yelled to the inanimate object.
"How eventful. Heather's not gonna be too pleased. That's the end of day one of TDM. Tune in next time to see what the next challenge is and who gets eliminated on
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Confessional Cam: Heather
"I'm voting for Noah, because NOBODY shoots my future babies."
Confessional Cam: Alejandro
"I'm voting for Dawn. I know I should vote Noah, but that girl just doesn't sit right with me."
Confessional Cam: Dawn
"I vote for Alejandro. If he hadn't went crazy for revenge, I never would have had to shoot someone."
Confessional Cam: B
B held up a note with the name 'Alejandro'.
Confessional Cam: Izzy
"I'm voting for Dawn. She's not skilled enough for this game. She's too much of a chicken. Bok bok bok!"
Confessional Cam: Noah
"Alejandro. Definitely. No explanation needed."
Confessional Cam: Courtney
"Alejandro. We could've won if he didn't follow his stupid grudge."
Confessional Cam: Owen
"Dawn, because she's a little bit of a chicken. It's only paintball."
Confessional Cam: Anne Maria
"Mr. Coconut. NOONE SHOOTS THE POOF!"
Confessional Cam: Jo
"Er…Owen. We could've won if he didn't eat out freaking apple!"
Confessional Cam: Lightning
"Lightning gonna say Dawn. She stole my crap last season and now she's gonna pay!"
Confessional Cam: Trent
"I'm gonna go Noah. Sorry dude."
Confessional Cam: Mr. Coconut
Falls sideways.
Author's note: I know, not really much for Black Cat. I don't know much about it, I just like it a bit and thought shooting would be a fun first challenge.