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Kevin: It's time. It's now or never. I'm about to get rid of Brock Lesnar, and hopefully, Roman Reigns as well.
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The superstars began to enter the house.
"Ayo Brock!" Kevin called out, Brock turned around, not responding.
"You were talking all that shit at the challenge today. How about now?"
Brock chuckled.
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh now you don't remember."
"Wait, you're mad that I said you're the size of two people? Well you are. Now fuck off before I kick both of your asses." Brock said sitting down, as Kevin filled a glass of water.
"Do it."
A bunch of the superstars began to linger around, interested to see what was going on.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do it, right now."
"I would love nothing more than to put you out of your misery, dude."
"Then stand up and do it."
"Is this guy fucking serious?" Brock asked, laughing.
Just then, Kevin threw the water from the glass, hitting Brock right in the face, as the rest of the house gasped in shock.
"BROCK!" Roman screamed, as Brock stood up, angrily throwing the stool he was sitting on.
Brock went over to Kevin and drew back for a punch, but before it connected, Roman leaped over to him and grabbed his arm, before pulling him away.
The crew members and some of the male superstars began helping to separate Kevin and Brock.
Confessional
Kevin: Not only is my plan working... It's working it's ass off. Then, Superman, Roman Reigns has to fly in and save the day.
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"Dude, are you TRYING to get kicked off of the show!?" Roman yelled, as he and some crew members walked Brock outside, by the pool.
"You saw what he fucking did." Brock said, sitting down.
"He's trying to get inside your head. Don't let him."
"My fists are gonna get inside HIS head."
"So that didn't work out." Charlotte said, sitting down on her bed. Kevin was sitting on the end of his, angry. Seth was in his own bed, trying not to laugh.
"If you have something to say, Seth, say it." Kevin said.
"...I mean... I told you so! It was a stupid plan, and I told you it was a stupid plan. And now here we are, it didn't work."
Kevin sighed, laying back in his bed.
"So what now?" Seth asked.
"D-Day 5."
"Kevin..." Charlotte began.
"Don't fucking 'Kevin' me, Charlotte. We're moving forward with D-Day 5, and I don't care if we have to do a D-Day 6, a D-Day 7, or a D-Day 8, because Roman Reigns and Brock fucking Lesnar will NOT BE IN THAT FUCKING FINAL!" Kevin yelled, turning red. He knocked the lamp off of the nightstand next to his bed.
There was a moment of awkward silence.
"D-Day 5 it is." Charlotte said, with a sarcastic smile, before going to sleep.
The next morning, Natalya, Charlotte, Naomi, and Cameron sat outside by the pool.
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Charlotte: There's only 4 female teams left, and we've already got Brie and Lana on board. If we can swing Naomi and Cameron in our direction, and pit them against Becky and Sasha, we can get them eliminated. And if the final ends up being Us vs. Naomi and Cameron vs. Brie and Lana, Miz might as well hand us the check as soon as he blows the stupid airhorn.
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"We need to know if we can count on you guys for a vote." Natalya said.
"A vote?" Naomi asked, turning to Cameron.
Charlotte sighed, impatiently.
"Look, you want to be in the final challenge, we want you to be in the final challenge. If you two, Me and Nattie, and Brie and Lana all look out for each other, we can all make it."
Natalya simply pointed to Charlotte and nodded in agreement.
"So basically you want us against Becky and Sasha?" Cameron asked.
"Yeah."
"Um... I don't know about that..." Naomi said, skeptically.
"What have Sasha and Becky ever done for you?" Charlotte asked, beginning to get annoyed.
"It just seems like every one of your friends gets fucked over in the end. Apollo, Summer, Bayley."
"This is different. It's literally only us and them left in the house."
"What if Sasha and Becky are in last place? Who are you voting in to face them?"
Natalya and Charlotte fell silent.
"That's what I thought. Come on, Cameron." Naomi said, standing up and beginning to leave.
"Naomi, wait!" Natalya called out.
"You're making a huge mistake! Don't be stupid!" Charlotte yelled.
Cameron sighed, and began following Naomi back into the house.
"Fine! Go back to your cards and your little stupid fucking candles! We'll be busy winning the 100,000,000 dollars!"
"Charlotte!" Natalya shouted, looking at her in shock.
"We don't need them."
"But it would've been nice to have them, now you ruined it."
"We'll win this game with or without them."
The superstars met in the living room. Roman stood in front of them, holding the cell phone.
"Just got a text from The Miz on our AT&T Cricket Wireless cell phone. It says, 'The final challenge is even closer than you think'."
Confessional
Apollo: I don't know what Miz's clue has to do with the challenge today, but he's right. The final challenge is coming, and I wanna be in it.
Dolph: This is easily our most important challenge to date. We need a win here.
Sami: It's getting late in the game. Several teams have come and gone, and Kevin and I are NOT gonna be next.
Roman: In this game, momentum is everything. And we're about to get some of that.
Dean: Big challenge, blah, blah, blah. Whatever, let's win this.
End Confessional
The bus picked up the superstars and drove them to a field that was near a forest.
"Hello superstars, welcome to your 8th challenge on WWE Rivals! The final challenge is rapidly approaching, so I've designed this little challenge as a mini-final. A baby final. It has four events. A speed event, a strength event, a brain teaser puzzle, and a surprise at the end. You guys will race down the path through the forest, all the way to the strength challenge. Then, you will meet 9 doors. You can only go through your team door by completing the unlock puzzle. Then, you will encounter the surprise. The first male team to make it through the surprise will be safe from elimination. The first female team to make it through? You'll win $1,000,000. And of course, the last place male team will go to the jungle automatically."
Confessional
Brock: Not only is this great preparation for the final, we also get to prove that we're better than every team in the house.
Kevin: This challenge should be a good indication of which teams are built for victory and which ones aren't. And most importantly, surviving the next two elimination challenges is the next step in winning the big money.
Seth: Mini-final? I'm ready. Let's do this.
Tyler: Big chance to upset the house today, and shock the world. Apollo and I are ready.
Rusev: This is the challenge that separates the boys from the men.
End Confessional
All the superstars stood in a line.
"On your mark, get set..." The Miz blew the air horn, and the superstars took off.
The teams continued running down the path, to the strength challenge. The first one to reach the challenge was Seth.
There were 4 pink dumbbell bars with two curves in them that had 250 pounds of weight on them, and 5 blue ones with two curves that had 350 pounds of weight on them. There was also a sign with instructions.
"Each team must place a bar over their heads, resting it on their necks (girls pink, boys blue), and continue running down the path, until they reach the brain teaser." Seth read as Sami, Roman and Apollo caught up.
Once Becky, Dolph, and Dean arrived, Seth and Dean grabbed a blue bar and put their necks inside of the curved part, each holding it with both hands. They began to run as Brock, Sasha, Natalya, Charlotte, and Tyler arrived.
The teams of Brock and Roman, Sasha and Becky, Natalya and Charlotte, and Tyler and Apollo all grabbed their bars and took off after them as Lana, Rusev, Kevin, Naomi, Cameron, and Brie finally arrived.
Confessional
Sami: Kevin's fat ass set us back big time in the speed challenge, and now we're duking it out with Rusev and Ziggler to avoid getting last place.
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Dolph and Rusev, Kevin and Sami, Brie and Lana, and Naomi and Cameron began running, as Seth and Dean reached the door with their name on it. Their riddle was written on a plaque on the door, and there was a keypad to type their answer.
"How do you make 7 even." Seth read.
"What is this, math class?" Dean asked.
He typed in "subtract 1". Nothing happened. Just then, Brock and Roman got to their door.
"What has three feet, but can't walk?" Roman asked.
"Kangaroo." Brock said immediately.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"They always hop around."
"They don't have three feet."
"You sure?" Brock asked, as Becky and Sasha and Charlotte and Natalya reached their doors at the same time.
"What two things can you never eat for breakfast?" Sasha read, as Apollo and Tyler arrived.
"How do you share 34 apples among 33 people?" Charlotte read.
Apollo looked confused at his riddle.
"You will always find me in the past. I can be created in the present, But the future can never taint me. What am I?"
"That's a lovely poem, Apollo, now read the riddle." Tyler said. Apollo rolled his eyes.
The rest of the teams managed to catch up, as the teams already there continued to struggle.
"Lunch and dinner?" Becky asked.
"Now's not time for your stupid jokes, Becky." Sasha said, annoyed.
Becky typed "lunch and dinner" into the keypad. After a loud beeping sound, their door opened.
Sasha looked at Becky in shock for a moment before both girls took off running.
"Okay, so if the answers are all stupid jokes... maybe the answer is make applesauce." Charlotte shrugged.
Natalya typed in "make applesauce" and their door opened as well.
Confessional
Charlotte: If this is a preview of what the real final looks like, then we can't lose to THEM.
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"What is harder to catch the faster you run?" Sami read.
"My breath." Kevin panted, sitting down.
Sami typed it in. Their door opened.
"Come on!" Sami said, running through the door.
"Fuck!" Kevin yelled, getting up and running again.
"What has a head, a tail, is brown, and has no legs?" Naomi read. Cameron shrugged.
"A yardstick! 3 feet? Can't walk? It's a yardstick!" Roman explained.
After some typing, Roman and Brock ran through their open door.
Confessional
Roman: Me and Brock, Kevin and Sami. One of our teams is winning today and getting one step closer to the jungle.
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"Wednesday, Tom and Joe went to a restaurant and ate dinner. When they were done they paid for the food and left. But Tom and Joe didn't pay for the food. Who did?" Brie read.
"Come on, think Rusev! What begins with T, ends with T, and has T in it!?" Dolph shouted.
Meanwhile, Becky, Sasha, Roman, and Brock reached a sign, in front of a lake. There were several flotation vests on the ground. Charlotte, Natalya, Kevin, and Sami arrived behind them.
"You will have to swim across the lake to meet me at the beach. I am holding a flag that says 'guys', and a flag that says 'girls'. Once you arrive, and both of your team members are holding your gender's flag, you'll win." Sami read.
As everyone else began picking up flotation vests, Charlotte and Natalya ran and jumped into the water without them.
"Can they even do that!?" Sasha exclaimed.
"I guess it's not against the rules." Brock shrugged, putting his on.
The other three teams entered the water as Seth typed in "remove the s". Their door opened.
As Seth and Dean ran to the lake, Charlotte and Natalya got onto the shore. The Miz blew the air horn as they grabbed the flag from him.
Confessional
Natalya: I try to stay humble. But with this many wins? It's hard. Charlotte and I are more than prepared to win this final, and it's up to all the girls in the house to try and stop us.
Charlotte: 2 words. Genetically. Superior. It's not our fault Sasha and Becky can't swim without the vests.
Sasha: Charlotte and Nattie cheated! It takes a whole 2 minutes to put the vests on and they completely skipped them!
End Confessional
Kevin and Sami got onto the shore, just before Brock and Roman did. The 4 guys all ran towards the Miz.
"Woah, woah, guys!" Miz yelled.
Sami got there first and snatched the flag, before running away with it. Kevin stopped running as Brock and Roman continued to chase Sami.
Confessional
Kevin: Roman and Brock are even dumber than I thought.
Natalya: Kevin and Sami both have to be touching the flag for them to win. So the smart thing to do, would be to hang around Kevin, don't chase Sami! He's way smaller and quicker, and they're never gonna catch him.
End Confessional
Sami ran a full circle around the beach as Sasha, Becky walked onto the shore, angry.
"They skipped the life vests!" Becky protested.
"Yeah, because we can swim." Charlotte responded, rolling her eyes.
"I mean, technically, there was no rule stating they couldn't." Miz shrugged.
"They cheated! WE should've won that!" Sasha yelled.
Charlotte began to laugh.
"We would've beat you either way."
"No you wouldn't have! That's why you cheated!"
"We didn't cheat." Natalya said, standing next to Charlotte.
"Yes, you fucking did!" Sasha yelled, getting in Natalya's face.
"Come on Sasha, just forget it." Becky said, sadly, grabbing Sasha's wrist and dragging her away from Charlotte and Natalya.
"Look, I understand you're upset that you lost, but don't ever get in my face like that ever again."
"OR WHAT!?" Sasha yelled, still being dragged away by Becky.
Meanwhile, Sami made his way back to where he started, with Brock and Roman still chasing him. Kevin ran and met Sami halfway, grabbing the flag as Miz blew the air horn.
Confessional
Roman: We made a costly, costly mistake, and Sami and Kevin capitalized.
Kevin: We kicked Roman and Brock's ass in the mini-final, and we won't have to in the actual final. D-Day 5 is in motion.
Brock: 3 challenges in a row? How in the hell did we let this chubby, evil, marshmallow man and his goofy ginger sidekick win 3 challenges in a row?
Becky: Tensions are high right now, because everyone knows that the only thing stopping Charlotte and Nattie from crossing finish line and winning the grand prize, is me and Sasha. They took a shortcut because they felt the pressure, and they weren't ready for a head to head match up with us. They're scared of us, and to be completely honest, I don't blame them.
End Confessional
Seth and Dean made it onto the shore. Later on, Brie and Lana made it, followed by Tyler and Apollo. Then, Rusev and Ziggler, and finally Naomi and Cameron arrived onto the beach.
The Miz blew the air horn.
"Obviously, the winners of the $1,000,000, are Charlotte and Natalya! Kevin, Sami, you don't win any money, but you're safe from tonight's jungle. Ru-Ru, Mr. Ziggles, you guys are going directly into the jungle."
Confessional
Dolph: This whole game, Rusev and I have specifically excelled at avoiding high pressure situations, and now, we're in the highest pressure situation of them all.
Rusev: Every team left in the game is weak, we'll destroy all of them!
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"The challenge buses are here to take you back to the house, tomorrow, you will vote a male team to compete in the jungle, against Rusev and Ziggler. Have fun!"
Dean, Becky, and Sasha all sat in the brown room.
"Who are you guys voting for?" Sasha asked.
"Brock and Roman."
"What? Why?" Becky said, partially in shock.
"They're the strongest team in the house, he's been a dick to me for like a week and a half, I don't owe them anything." Dean shrugged.
"Well... if you're voting them in, we are too."
Sasha looked at Becky in shock.
"Thanks." Dean said, with a bit of a smile.
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Becky: Roman and Dean are both my friends, but Dean's looked out for me and Sasha more than anyone else in the house. The least I could do is repay him with a vote.
Sasha: I think the whole 'Becky and Dean flirting' thing is cute, but I definitely don't want to be on Brock and Roman's bad side.
End Confessional
Dolph and Rusev entered the purple room. Kevin, Charlotte, and Seth were all sitting down.
"Okay, who are we facing?" Dolph asked.
"What?" Seth responded, confused.
"Don't act dumb. You guys hold the power in this house, you pretty much decide who goes into the jungle. Who are we going against?"
Kevin, Charlotte, and Seth looked at each other for a bit.
"Brock and Roman." Kevin shrugged.
"Brock and Roman!? You think we can beat them?"
"I don't care if you can beat them. If you guys win, great. If you don't, that sucks for you guys."
"Can't we discuss this?"
"There's nothing to discuss. You're going against them."
"This is bullshit!" Rusev exclaimed.
"This is politics. Now if I were you guys, I'd go figure out a way to beat them." Kevin said, shooing them away.
Confessional
Dolph: There's 9 teams in the house. Seth, Kevin, and Charlotte's teams are all voting in Brock and Roman. If we can sway the other voters, we can turn this around, and get a weaker team in.
End Confessional
The next day, the superstars met with The Miz in the living room.
"Hello Superstars! You have 20 minutes to decide who is going into the jungle tomorrow to face Dolph Ziggler and Rusev. Each team gets one vote, you can vote for anyone except yesterday's challenge winners, Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens. I'll be back in 20 minutes."
The Miz left, and Dolph stood up.
"Since we've been here, the same 2 teams have been controlling everything. Nikki & Paige, Cena & Orton, Styles & Jericho, Bayley & Summer, Enzo & Cass, and Emma & Alicia have all gone home. And Kevin or Charlotte were behind all of their eliminations. Now, I know that they want Brock and Roman to go in tomorrow. And a lot of you are thinking about voting the same way. But I say we take a stand, and vote against them. And change the game. Our vote, is for Seth and Dean."
"Yeah, cute speech. We vote Brock and Roman." Kevin said.
"Brock and Roman." Charlotte said.
"We're gonna switch it up and vote Roman and Brock." Seth said, sarcastically.
"Seth and Dean." Naomi said, nervously. The rest of the teams looked around, nervously.
"We're gonna vote Seth and Dean as well." Lana said.
Charlotte and Kevin looked at Lana in shock.
"Seth and Dean. That's 3-3 by the way." Brock said, smiling, with his hands behind his head.
"Brock and Roman." Apollo said.
Kevin and Charlotte's faces lit up with smiles.
"Bro, come on." Roman said, rolling his eyes.
"Apollo we have a chance to show Kevin that he can't control this house anymore, you're being selfish." Dolph complained.
"Hey, they made their vote. Deal with it." Kevin said, glaring at Dolph.
Confessional
Apollo: Did anyone actually think I was gonna save Roman from the jungle with my vote after what happened? Get real.
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"Alright, Becky and Sasha haven't voted yet." Roman said.
"If they vote for Seth and Dean, it'll be a tie." Kevin sighed, rolling his eyes.
"So?"
"We... uh... go ahead, Becky, vote." Sasha said, nervously.
Becky took a deep breath, avoiding eye contact with both Dean and Roman.
"I don't think the vote should end in a tie, so we're voting Brock and Roman." Becky lied.
"I'LL GET MIZ RIGHT NOW!" Kevin yelled, leaving the room.
"What!?" Roman asked.
"Sorry, Roman." Becky said, looking down at the ground.
"Don't 'sorry Roman' me, don't give me that weak 'I don't think there should be a tie' bullshit. Either vote me in or don't vote me."
"Hey, man, leave her alone." Dean said.
"No, fuck that. She wants to smile in my face everyday and pretend we're friends, and then vote me in because 'there shouldn't be a tie', what the fuck?" Roman said, as Kevin and The Miz came back.
"We are friends! I just..."
Becky trailed off as she sighed, putting her face in her hands.
"So we have a consensus?"
"Yeah, Kevin and Sami and Seth and Dean are still scared of us, Charlotte still has her head up Kevin's ass, Apollo's still being a little bitch about the Charlotte thing, and Becky doesn't like ties apparently." Brock said, calmly, gnawing on a toothpick.
"We voted in Brock and Roman." Natalya said.
"Wow, you guys just can't stay out of the jungle. It's gonna be a good one tomorrow. Brock Lesnar and Roman Reigns, versus Dolph Ziggler and Rusev."
Confessional
Roman: This is our 3rd time in the jungle. Seth and Dean haven't been in once, Tyler and Apollo haven't been in once, Dolph and Rusev are going in for their first time, and Kevin and Sami have only won one. We're the most battle tested team in the house, and as much as it pisses me off, we're ready to go to battle again.
Becky: I feel horrible. Roman and Brock don't deserve to go into the jungle, but I didn't want to vote in Dean, I just couldn't.
Brock: Time to kick even more ass. Cena and Orton, and Enzo and Cass couldn't beat us. You think Rusev and Noodlehead are gonna get the job done?
End Confessional
Everyone left the living room except Becky, Dean, Roman, and Brock.
"Guys, I'm sorry!" Becky exclaimed, frowning.
Roman laughed a bit.
"Don't be sorry, be real with me. You're either with me or against me."
"I'm not against you."
"I bet." Roman said, leaving with Brock.
"Don't worry about him." Dean said, putting his arm around Becky.
Becky was silent.
"Are you okay?" Dean asked.
Becky said nothing. She grabbed Dean's head and slowly pulled him into a kiss. After a few seconds, they broke the kiss.
Dean smiled at her.
"See ya around, Dean." Becky said, with a smirk, standing up and leaving the living room.
Confessional
Cameron: A couple weeks ago, the guys had a guy's night out. So I figured, I'd set up a girl's night out.
Naomi: I know Cameron means well, but sometimes, she can be a little oblivious.
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Becky, Sasha, Natalya, Charlotte, Naomi, Brie, and Lana awkwardly sat around the pool as Cameron poured everyone a drink.
"I kinda like this." Becky said, with a smile.
Natalya and Brie smiled and nodded in agreement as Naomi shrugged and Charlotte, Lana, and Sasha, rolled their eyes. Cameron handed the drinks out and sat in the empty seat in the circle between Becky and Natalya.
"To the final challenge, good luck everyone." Cameron smiled, holding up her drink.
"The final challenge." Everyone repeated, as they all touched glasses and took a sip.
The next day, the superstars relaxed and hung around the house, while Roman, Brock, Rusev, and Ziggler all packed their bags.
Confessional
Roman: This the third time we've packed these suitcases. And I'm getting pretty tired of it. I just gotta remind myself that it'll all be worth it in the end.
End Confessional
That night, the bus took the superstars to the jungle.
As the superstars stood on the bridge, The Miz stood in a dirt circle with nothing but four football uniforms and two pairs of belts that were connected by a small cord.
"Showtime." Kevin muttered, under his breath.
Confessional
Rusev: Time to destroy.
Roman: Haven't seen football pads in a while. Throwback Thursday.
Brock: This challenge is about who wants it more. Spoiler alert, it's us.
Dolph: I'm always at a huge disadvantage. My partner barely speaks my language, I'm not offered any spots in any cute alliances, and I'm thrown into the jungle against two former Minnesota Vikings players in the football elimination challenge. But my whole life, I've been overcoming adversity. And tonight, I'm gonna prove everyone in that house wrong, I'm gonna prove everyone watching at home wrong, and most importantly, I'm gonna do what I do best. Steal. The. Show.
End Confessional
"Hello superstars, welcome back to the jungle! I need the team that got last place today, Dolph Ziggler and Rusev!"
Ziggler and Rusev made their way down to the field.
"Begins with T, ends with T, and has T in it? Teapot. Come on, guys."
"As the comedian of the group, I'll take the blame for that." Dolph said, as the superstars laughed.
"Well guys, welcome to the jungle. You're going against the team that was voted in yesterday, Brock Lesnar and Roman Reigns."
Brock and Roman came down to the field.
"Okay fellas, you got voted in for the third time. What's going on?"
"Certain people are against us in the house, and they wanted us in the jungle. Well, they got their wish."
"THIS, is gonna be a good one. Tonight, you'll be playing Blast Off. It's simple. You'll put on these belts and LITERALLY be attached at the hip. You'll also put on the football shoulders pads, jerseys, and helmets. Both teams will start in the middle of the circle. When I blow the horn, you have to tackle the other team out of the circle. First team to tackle the other team out 3 times, wins. Any questions?"
The guys shook their heads no, as they got suited up and got in the middle of the circle.
"Alright, round 1 guys...3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
The guys started pushing against each other. After a brief struggle, Brock and Roman easily tackled Dolph and Rusev out of the circle. Miz blew the airhorn again.
The guys got up and got back in the middle of the circle.
"Alright, round 2! 3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
Brock and Roman easily tackled Dolph and Rusev out of the circle again. Miz blew the airhorn again.
"2-0!"
"Hang in there, Ru!" Dolph yelled, out of breath.
The guys went back to their starting positions.
"Round 3. Rusev, Ziggler, you gotta get this one. 3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
Brock and Roman tackled Dolph and Rusev out of the circle again. Miz blew the airhorn again.
"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT UCE!" Brock yelled.
Roman took off the football helmet and threw it at the bridge. The superstars all gasped and screamed as they dodged it.
"I'M NOT GOING ANY FUCKING WHERE! DEAL WITH IT!" Roman yelled, throwing off his pads as Brock laughed.
Confessional
Seth: Roman is going fucking insane.
Roman: Kevin wants me gone? Great. People in hell want ice water. Eat a dick.
Brock: I'd like my prize money from the final challenge to be made into a direct deposit please.
End Confessional
The superstars awkwardly clapped.
"Wow. Brock, Roman, you two are safe. You may re-join your fellow superstars."
Brock and Roman made their way back up to the bridge.
"Hey asshole, you almost hit me with your helmet!" Sasha yelled.
Roman didn't respond.
"Rusev, Ziggler. This ends your time here in Mexico."
The superstars clapped and a few waved goodbye as Dolph and Rusev walked into the distance, with crew members following them, carrying their suitcases.
Confessional
Dolph: It didn't work out. But at the end of the day, I'm glad I made it this far.
Rusev: It was a fluke. I want rematch.
End Confessional
"Superstars, there's only 8 teams left. The next challenge is our first DOUBLE elimination challenge!"
The superstars all stared in shock.
"And the next jungle, will be a double jungle. A male team, AND a female team will be going home. Good luck superstars, you'll need it.
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Brie: A double jungle!? Are you kidding me!?
Tyler: Next week is a must win. We have to solidify our spot.
Becky: 4 people are getting eliminated next jungle. This is insane.
Kevin: Miz said the final challenge was even closer than we think. And he wasn't bluffing. There's only one more D-Day. If we don't do it right this time, Roman and Brock go for the big money.
Cameron: One challenge. We're one challenge away, we can't lose now.
Dean: We've come a long, long way.
Sasha: And we didn't come all this way to lose.
Seth: I'm so close to the final, I can taste it.
Natalya: No time for mistakes now. That time has long gone.
Brock: How much of the $100,000,000 is taken out in taxes?
Naomi: It's all on the line. Do or die.
Sami: Every second counts now.
Charlotte: This is what we've been waiting for. The moment that makes it all worth it.
Apollo: We came a long, long way. And there's no way and hell we're gonna lose now.
End Confessional
The bus picked up the superstars, and took them back to the house.
NEXT EPISODE: Double elimination challenge. The participants of the final challenge will be revealed.
Poll 1: Did Charlotte and Natalya cheat to win the challenge?
Poll 2: Most shocking moment?
A.) Roman stopping Brock and Kevin's fight
B.) Kevin and Sami winning the mini-final
C.) Becky kissing Dean
D.) Cameron's "Girls Night Out" ending peacefully
Poll 3: Did Roman go too far? Yelling at Becky, and throwing his helmet at everyone.
Poll 4: Which three female teams and three male teams will make the final challenge?