Author's Notes: ONLY TWO CHAPTERS LEFT TO GO! WOO-HOOOOO! Though I might type up two short bonus chapters- one that's just funny story bloopers that my twin sister/editor/co-conspirator and I have thought up throughout the entire story…you know, like that do at the end of some Pixar movies. My twin and I agreed that if there ever was a Total Drama movie in theaters, its credits should have bloopers. Yeah, that's what we do during our car-rides to Barnes and Nobles- think of killer marketing strategies for animated shows. For example, at the end of this season, the producers should sell a soundtrack with all this season's songs PLUS bonus songs that have the cast singing today's popular songs like Team Amazon singing Tik Tok or Girls Just Want to Have Fun. Also, at end of some future season, they shouldn't announce a winner, but instead, leave it at a cliff-hanger and then immediately show a trailer for a Total Drama movie that will be a follow up of the season.
For some reason, our family never wants to come with us on car rides…
Anywho, the other bonus chapter will probably be a question and answer chapter where, if any of you readers have a question concerning the story or the creative process of making the story, feel free to ask in a review.
Speaking of reviews…..HELP ME MAKE 200 REVIEWS! JUST 36 MORE REVIEWS TO GO! Ahem, now that that little message is out of the way…TO THE REVIEW REPLIES!
Kraven the Hunter: Thanks for the reassurance about college. Sorry, just had to let out a nervous rant. About Ezekiel's speech…well…Chef is still back at the camp and Chris dozed off during the first part of the speech. He only woke up after hearing the part about Bridgette in the speech.
CarmillaD: Yes, Geoff, Trent, and Duncan (first and second season Duncan, not the douchebag in his place in this season) are nothing but adorable, lovestruck puppies. I refuse to believe that this jackass we're seeing in the newer episodes is the real Duncan…must be the Elvis Duncan from Texas. Glad you liked the humor parts of the chapter! The parts with Beth were fun to write even though the character kind of annoys me. She's just too fickle with her boys.
Fluffy Things r cute: Haha, good question about the clothes. Since there is no such thing as naked people in the world of Disney, Princess Tiana and Prince Naveen were fully clothed when they transformed. For Courtney's and Duncan's sake, I will do the same…though that would make a hilarious blooper.
Ribbonfly: I'm glad you liked the Alice and Wonderland reference. *shrugs* I don't know why they're paired up either, but that's the main pairing for that fandom for some reason. Yes, I've been watching the new episodes too and all I can think of while watching them is "BULLSHIT!" If they're going to ruin a relationship, THEN AT LEAST LET IT MAKE GOD DAMN SENSE! DON'T DROP AN ATTRACTION OUT OF NOWHERE, YOU BUNCH OF DIMWITS! Ugh! I've seen more sense and direction in a M. Night Shalayman movie!
*is calm* Ahem, yeah, Cody was pretty awesome with that falcon punch. Duncan definitely deserved it. Sorry for my sudden, angry rant.
SummerEliza: I can't help using cliffhangers…we writers are evil that way. I'm really glad that this is one based off movie story that you enjoy! I really appreciate the insightful suggestion about using the word "said". I'll try to remember that.
Anywoo, time for you guys to grab a bowl of popcorn and settle down in your chairs to begin reading the exciting climax of The Princess and the Spider….
Together as one, every head tilted their chins upward towards the sound of the voice, eyes wide with surprise at the sudden interruption. A chorus of open-mouthed gasp ran out from even individual.
"It's a bird!" Tyler shouted, pointing up at the object of their undivided attention.
"No! It's a plane!" Lindsay cried, standing up.
"No, it's…" Trent was cut off by a sharp shriek of fright.
"IT'S SPIDERS! AGGHH!" LeShawna screamed and jumped on top of Trent, once again crushing the poor musician. His visible arm and leg twitched in agony as he groaned loudly.
Harold popped out of the bushes, stared upward, and let out a giant grin. "It's Duncan and Courtney! They made it! BOOYAH!" The loveable nerd jumped up and happily punched the air.
At the very top of the vast, towering stage, two tarantulas stood- one dark with a green mohawk and the other brown and purple- staring down at the brightly lit stage with expressions of anger and determination. They were unmistakably Duncan and Courtney.
Duncan turned to Courtney. "Ready?"
Courtney flipped her single, loose bang away from her eyes. "I was born ready!"
Duncan grinned; he hadn't expected any other answer. Pulling out a long strand of spider silk, Duncan swiftly attacked the sticky end to the stage and then grabbed hold of Courtney. Gripping the other end of the silk string tightly in one front leg, Duncan, carrying along Courtney, leapt from the roof of the auditorium, swinging down on the silk thread like a regular Tarzan. Both Duncan and Courtney unleashed furious war-cries as they swung down upon an extremely shocked Justin and Chris.
BAM!
The tarantula couple managed to swing right into the suitcase carrying the million dollars, knocking it out of the Chris' hands, and gracefully landed on the top of the wooden podium. The suitcase, however, sent flying across the stage straight into…
"MY CAMERA!" Chris wailed, throwing his hands up and clutching the sides of his face as he gazed in rage and horror as the destroyed movie camera. The suitcase had crashed straight into the camera's lens, cracking it open. "HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO FILM ALL THIS WITH A BROKEN CAMERA?"
The host was completely ignored by the contestants as they were too busy focusing their rapt attention on the Duncan-look-alike and the two talking arachnids on stage.
"My money!" Justin cried.
Duncan glared and pointed a front leg to his own chest. "You mean my money!"
"Did that tarantula just talk?" Cody gasped. Noah just stared speechlessly.
"Is this a trick?" Eva growled.
"Maybe it's just one of those holo..er..image…things." Tyler added, though quite uncertainly.
"It's not a trick! That's the real Duncan and Courtney!" Harold cried, running down the red carpet path between the two sets of benches with Beth right behind him. "The Duncan up there is really Justin!"
A panicked look crossed Justin's face. "Uh..Uh..What are you talking about? I can't be Justin! I'm Duncan!" He pointed at his Duncan-ified face. "Does Justin have a hideous unibrow?"
"It's not hideous!" Both Duncan and Courtney shouted in outraged tones at the same time. Courtney blushed scarlet at the smug look Duncan tossed her.
"That does make sense." Lindsay said hesitantly. "And the Doug and Candy I know don't have eight legs."
"Well, how does that make sense?" Gwen snapped, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "How can those spiders talk if they're not Duncan and Courtney?"
"Because it's all a trick by Chris!" a scathing voice shouted. Everyone stared in surprise when Heather, holding her swollen, green-tinged hand, and looking furious, came running on stage. The Asian girl pointed her uninjured hand at Duncan and Courtney and spat, "Those two aren't the real Duncan and Courtney! They're just tricks made by Chris for higher ratings! Right Chris?"
"WHY? MY CAMERA! WHY?" Chris was on his knees, hugging the camera as he sobbed.
"This is the real Duncan!" Heather shouted, pointing at Justin with her bitten hand. Everyone let out shocked and disgusted gasps at the sight of it.
"What happened to you?" Gwen asked.
Heather shot Courtney a killer glare. "That…That monster bit me!"
Courtney shot the evil woman a wolfish grin, proudly showing her dangerous looking fangs. "Keep it up and I'll do it again too!"
"WOO! GO COURTNEY!" Izzy whooped, standing up in her seat and throwing her fists into the air. Gwen looked up at Courtney with an awed expression that clearly showed that she had just found her new best friend.
"Listen, pretty boy, I'm the real Duncan!" Duncan growled, stretched his spider legs so that he stood at his tallest as he glared at Justin.
"No, I am!" Justin argued, poking the tiny tarantula in the chest.
Duncan thrust Justin's finger away. "No, I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"So, who's the real Duncan?" Cody called out. Both Justin and Duncan turned to Cody and yelled at the same time.
"ME!"
The boy and tarantula glared at one another and resumed the endless argument. In the audience, Gwen's face suddenly lit up as an idea came to mind. The Goth girl quickly gestured for LeShawna, Trent, Harold, Bridgette, and Geoff to gather around and whispered instructions to them. The teens nodded and immediately shot off to gather the necessary items.
"So what did I go to Juvie for, smart guy?" Duncan tauntingly asked.
"Like I'd say what I went to Juvie for on live television!" Justin huffed.
"You're just saying that because you don't know imposter!"
"Who are you calling an impostor? I bet you don't know who I have a crush on!"
"Dude, what the hell kind of question is that? EVERYONE KNOWS WHO I HAVE A CRUSH ON!"
"Maybe who you have a crush on, but not who I have a crush on!"
"If you're Duncan, then YES, I do know who you have a crush on, because I AM DUNCAN!"
Tyler groaned. "Aww, my brain hurts."
Eva let out a scream of frustration, clutching her head. "AHH! SOMEONE BETTER FIGURE WHO'S DUNCAN BEFORE I SMASH SOME HEADS IN!"
Harold and Gwen ran up on stage. "Hey Duncans!" Harold shouted, getting both Duncan and Justin's attention.
Gwen gave an evil smirk. "Take a look at this!" She and Harold backed out of the way to reveal Trent and LeShawna holding up a body-sized mirror. The two pointed the mirror straight at mirror straight at the Duncan-look-alike known as Justin.
The handsome model let out a blood-curdling scream at the sight of his reflection in the mirror. Unable to see him self looking as hideous as Duncan, Justin lunged forward with a horrified yell, snatching the mirror from a very startled Trent and LeShawna, and threw it to the ground. The mirror smashed into pieces, but that wasn't enough for Justin. The pretty boy began to hysterically jump up and down on the shattered mirror pieces, crying out in panic.
"I. AM. NOT. UGLY! I'M NOT! I'M NOT! I'M NOT!" Justin screeched. He stopped jumping and started to rip and tear at his green mohawk, screaming, "AAHHH!" At last, he fell into fetal position on the ground, rocking back and forth with one blue eye twitching insanely.
All the contestants stared at him in silence with deadpanned expressions on their faces.
"You know, I'm almost convinced." Noah finally said.
Duncan was gleefully laughing and pointing at Justin's traumatized form. "Haha! What a loser!" He jeered mockingly.
"Oh Duncan!" Bridgette called to the tarantula, "Geoff and I have something for you!" The couple held up a life-size Celine Dion standee between them.
All laughter and happiness drained away from the delinquent's face. The tarantula let out a frightened shriek, jumped in the air like a scared cat, all his hair standing at its end, and launched himself at Trent. The handsome musician gave a surprised gasp, green-eyes wide with shock, before the mohawked tarantula threw himself onto Trent, all eight legs tightly gripping the unfortunate musician's face as Duncan shivering in fear, eyes flickering back and forth in a paranoid manner.
Noah looked between the tarantula clutching Trent's face like a scared kitten to the guy rocking back and forth in fetal position on the ground and leaned back in his seat with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Okay, now I'm convinced."
"See?" Bridgette shouted running to the center of the stage. "Harold was right all along! Heather and Justin tricked us all! That isn't the real Duncan," the surfer girl said gesturing towards Justin's rocking form. "And Courtney isn't at her Aunt's! They're both right here transformed into tarantulas by voodoo magic!" The blonde pointed at the wooden podium where a lone Courtney stood. "Uhh…Duncan?"
Trent pointed at his face which was covered by a trembling Duncan. "Present."
"No!" Heather cried out in desperation. "None of that proves anything! So what if that spider's afraid of Celine Dion? There's a logical explanation for all this…uh…" her grey eyes flickered back and forth, gazing at all the former contestants. Every single one of them was glaring at her, unconvinced with her empty excuses. All of them believed Harold's story now. The gig was up and her brilliant plan had ultimately failed.
The knowledge rose up in Heather in the form of fury. She turned to vent her anger on Justin. Snarling, she growled, "This is all your fault! You should have never let Duncan escape in the first place!"
The enraged girl gave the prone model on the ground a hard kick in the butt. Instantly there was a crackling sound and a purple cloud erupted out of nowhere, surrounding Justin. As soon as it cleared, there stood Justin with his Duncan disguise completely dissolved, looking as gorgeously handsome as before.
"What happened?" Justin asked, abruptly standing up and seeing everyone staring at him. He turned around and caught sight of himself in the mirror- besides still wearing Duncan's cloths; he looked just like his old self again. "I'm me again!" His voice rose into an almost Katie and Sadie-like squeal. "I'M BEAUTIFUL AGAIN!"
For some odd reason, there seemed to be uplifting gospel music playing as Justin jumped up in the air and yelled out joyously.
"I'M BEEEEEAAAUUUTIFUL AGAIN! YEEEEESSSSS!"
Trent and Duncan darted their eyes towards each other and then back at Justin, looking extremely weirded out. Courtney and Harold did the same as they watched Justin dance around the stage, insanely laughing with happiness. The model hugged a shocked and disturbed Heather. "Thanks for changing me back!"
"She did no such thing, boy."
Like a record player being shut off with a deafening scratch, the happy gospel music stopped and the lights went out, creating a very dark, creepy atmosphere on the stage and the grounds around it. The contestants all glanced around nervously as an ominous chuckle rippled through the air.
"Okay, Harold, we believe you about Duncan and Courtney." Noah said, gulping in fear and huddling close to Cody and Eva. "You can cut the theatrics now."
"I'm not doing anything!" the nerd replied, standing besides Gwen. He held out his hand towards the podium to allow Courtney to crawl into his palm and brought her protectively to his chest. A strong wind picked up out of nowhere and furiously blew across the contestants' heads, whipping their hair and causing them to let out frightened cries.
"Who's doing this?" Duncan shouted, still clinging to Trent's head as the powerful wind threatened to blow him away.
"Just call us friends from the other side." answered the grisly voice, steeped in evil, "We thought it best to transform the shallow simpleton back to his original form, before all of you meet your demise."
The wind died down as a group of small, ragged figures appeared out of the shadows into the spotlight to be seen by all. It was the voodoo dolls from Heather's shelf. They were ghastly looking creations with black button eyes that gleamed evil and nasty, stitched grins upon their rag-cloth faces. There was one for each contestant and they were all led by the vile-looking Duncan doll.
"I thought I just gave you one voodoo doll!" LeShawna said to Gwen.
Heather gasped and pushed Justin off her, pointing and yelling, "What are you guys
doing here!"
To the horror of everyone there, the Duncan doll opened its unstitched mouth and began to speak in the voice of Duncan-himself, but darker and more cruel and evil than the real Duncan could ever be.
"We have to collect our reward as part of the deal for contributing to your scheme." said the wicked ragdoll. The button eyes narrowed. "Failed or not."
"I don't have the reward money!" Heather cried, trembling as she backed up from the spirit-possessed dolls. She pointed a finger at Duncan. "He has it all!"
Courtney and Gwen shot the Asian girl disgusted looks at her cowardice. Duncan leaped off Trent's face and crawled towards the voodoo dolls.
"Look Raggedy-Me and beanie-freaks," Duncan scornfully addressed the voodoo dolls, boldly masking away any fear he felt. "Whatever the witch here offered you, I'll pay back the cash as long as you ugly-mugs leave and never come back!"
The vile dolls stared at the tarantula for only a moment before erupted into a fits of gleeful laughter, their high voices cackling like evil hyenas. The Duncan doll added its mocking chuckle into the heinous choir.
"MONEY? HAHA! Oh how pathetic a lot we have stumbled upon! We are DEMONS, idiot spider! What use do we have with your money?"
"Do you take American currency instead?" Izzy asked.
"No."
"How about a check?" asked Tyler. "You can take it to your demon bank and have it taken out in the currency of…er…the underworld or something."
"That makes sense." Beth commented.
"Absolutely!" Owen happily nodded while the rest of the contestants murmured their agreements.
"WE DO NOT TAKE ANY TYPE OF CURRENCY, YOU BLUNDERING BUNCH OF IMBECILES!"
"Heather!" Courtney stared hard at the other girl and urgently asked, "What actually did you promise those guys for helping you?"
"I just promised them some of the reward!" Heather scoffed. "What other reward is there besides money?"
A greedy expression spread across each doll's face as they gazed hungrily around the stage and bench, staring at each contestant.
"SOULS!" the Duncan doll answered with evil glee, button eyes gleaming.
A collection of horrified gasp sprang from everyone gathered, all except from Lindsay. The pretty blonde tapped her chin in a puzzled manner.
"Why do you want the bottom of our shoes?" she asked. "They're no good without the whole shoe."
At this point, the wind picked up again, blowing all around like a whirlwind of tempest storm, fueled by the demonic power of the voodoo spirits. Lindsay's blonde hair whipped across her face, and Geoff had to hold down his cowboy hat or else it would be blown away.
"He's not talking about shoes!" Courtney yelled against the wild gust. "HE'S TALKING ABOUT THE OTHER KIND OF SOULS! THE ONES WE ACTUALLY NEED!"
"Oh…" Lindsay blinked as the information slowly sunk in. Then she let out a shattering scream. "I DON'T WANNA DIEEEE!"
"ME EITHER! AAAHHHH!" DJ yelled, letting out his own extremely girly scream.
"Come on guys! They're just dolls!" Tyler said, standing up into a fighting chance, fists pumped and ready. There wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that he was letting anyone take away Lindsay! "We can take them!"
A rumbling, villainous snigger answered the jock's challenge. Each of the voodoo dolls behind the Duncan doll opened their gaping mouths so wide that the top parts of their heads fell back like hoods; dark, shadowy tendrils surfaced from the vile dolls like steam, gushing upward and taking the form of shadow beings. The voodoo dolls sagged lifelessly to the ground once the shadows had exited it. The shadow beings all shot towards the Duncan doll, flowing into it; the doll began to admit a sickly purple glow that grew stronger with each shadow that possessed it. At last, Duncan doll sneer and opened its mouth wide in a silent scream that unleashed a purple beam of light, made up of cackling shadows, towards the roof of the stage. A circular, purple portal formed and, in its void-like center, a pair of blood-red eyes burned down hungrily at the humans below.
With jaw dropped, Chris dropped his camera in shock, breaking it even more. Bunneh, who had been out of sight under the benches, felt his overly large eyes stretch even wider at the unbelievable spectacular before him.
As the upturned faces gazed in terrified silence, the monstrosity seemed to purr with evil delight, chuckling.
"Now the only question is…who shall I take first?"
In the janitor closet in one of the halls of the hotel, Molotov continued to mercilessly pound his giant paws against the door. Foam sprayed from his jaws and fangs bared in agitation as the mighty bear struggled to smash open the door. His little friends needed him! The bear growled and roared out curses in his native tongue when the door refused to budge. Normally, Molotov would be able to break any door down like a toothpick! However, the shadow being fused with the door gave the structure unnatural strength.
The darkened door seemed to cruelly snicker at the brown bear's futile attempts.
Molotov only stopped when his paws began to ache and his breaths came out as exhausted pants. Growling, the bear paced back and forth in the confined space broodingly. Never in his life had the powerful creature ever felt so pathetically useless! Not even when the LeShawna girl had beaten him in log-rolling! Courtney was captured and Duncan…well, the bear was still confused about the condition Duncan was in. Was he really human like he and Shishka had seen? Or was it all a trick?
The bear let out an out-drawn groan and threw himself to the ground. Despair filled him at the thought of him being trapped here while his friends battled for their humanity and lives out there. At his lowest point, Courtney's hurtful words from earlier echoed faintly in his head.
"Oh, my dearest Evangeline," Molotov softly cried to his beloved, "If you are truly here and as real as my heart tells me, help me get to my friends. They need me."
Only silence and darkness was there to answer the compassionate bear.
Molotov sniffled and drew a paw over his furry face. For the first time since he could remember, the bear felt utterly alone and defeated. He was nothing more than an old, lovesick, and foolish- extremely foolish- circus bear.
Suddenly a shrill scream filled the air. Molotov uncovered his eyes and stared before him. Light- bright, shining light- was seeping through every crack that outlined the door. The shadow being that had possessed the door let out another shriek of pain as if on fire. Like a wisp of smoke, the shadow dissolved and the door turned it usual brown color again.
The light shining through seemed to becoming brighter. Molotov backed away. Then the doorknob turned and the door was pushed opened. Molotov squinted his black eyes, momentarily blinded by the brilliant light that shone before him.
Billy the intern lowered his flashlight and stared into the depths of the closet.
"Is anyone in here? I thought I heard banging."
The intern let out a high-pitched squeal of fright as a monstrous bear charged at him, knocking the young man out of the way as it shot down the hallway, letting out echoing roars.
"Thank you- thank you my dear Evangeline!"
The red orbs in the purple void slowly swiveled to gaze at the contestants, each silent, numb with terror.
"Now, now, we don't have all night, do we? Any volunteers?" The demonic voice taunted. "Perhaps a marshmallow ceremony would be more to your likings, eh?"
"That actually sounds kind of nice." Owen said. Cody and Noah shot their friend deadpanned looks. "What? I get hungry during life-threatening situations, and you know how tasty marshmallows are."
"If there was a confessional right now, I'd have a few colorful things to say about now." Noah droned.
"Such a wide variety of choices! Shall I take the annoying know-it-all?" The voodoo spirit said, narrowing its eyes at Noah who gave a girlish shriek of fear. "Or the vain model?" It focused on Justin who fearfully backed away. He tripped and fell on his butt. The lighter from the pocket of Duncan's pants slipped out as Justin fell and slid across the stage.
"Excuse me Mister…voodoo…thing." Courtney boldly snapped, glaring up the fearsome abomination with a scathing expression on her face. "But this is completely unfair! This entire deal you've struck with Heather is sketchy and completely invalid! If you dare take a single thread of any person's soul in this set, then I could sue you in the court of law! Don't think I don't have the spine to do it too, even if it is an exoskeleton! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU! I deal with soul-sucking demons every single day! The only difference is that mine wear business suits." She muttered the last part under her breath.
The giant eyes narrowed into dangerous blood-red slits. How DARE that insolent, little wretch stand up to him! The pathetic insect! The annoying bitch! Simpering with fury, a decision was swiftly made.
"You have picked your battle foolishly, girl." The Being hissed, "Let's see how bright your fire burns when pulled into the darkness of oblivion!"
A shadowed claw reached out from the purple portal and stretched itself out towards Courtney. With a vicious growl, Duncan leaped upon the podium and positioned himself in front of Courtney.
"HANDS OFF HER!" Duncan snarled, stretched his front legs wide to shield Courtney. "You're going to have to go through me!"
The evil voodoo spirit rolled its eyes. "Whatever. You're funeral." The claw wrapped its talons around Duncan instead and lifted him into the air to drag him towards the vortex.
"NO!" Courtney leaped up and took hold of Duncan's front legs; she was pulled up along side him. With a heroic cry, Harold rushed forward and grabbed hold of Courtney's body. Even with Harold's weight, the shadow being was effortlessly dragging all three along towards the portal.
Harold suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist and help drag him backwards. The red-headed nerd looked backwards and was shocked to see that it was Heather helping out.
"HEATHER?" Harold gasped, "Why are you helping?"
Heather grunted as she dug her heels into the ground, resisting the shadow's pull. "Look, I may be evil, but I didn't think things would go this far! I never wanted everyone to get their souls stolen! I just wanted the million!" She let out a scream when her beautiful hair was suddenly ripped from her head and flew into the portal. "MY HAIR!" she wailed, now bald once again.
The demon cackled evilly and continued to pull the two spiders and two teens towards the portal.
More of the contestants rushed forward to help. Justin grabbed on to Heather, Gwen grabbed on to Justin, Trent grabbed on to Gwen, Bridgette grabbed on to Trent, and so on, until their was a human chain trying their hardest to keep Duncan from being sucked into the depths of hell. Even Noah had rushed in to help at the very end of the line.
"Everyone pull!" Noah ordered. As one, the teens pulled, trying to rip the mohawked tarantula from the demon's grasp.
"OW! OW! OW!" Duncan yelped in pain, his front legs screaming as they were pulled by his friends. It was like a twisted game of tug-o-war.
"I told Nanna not so send any of her voodoo down from New Orleans!" LeShawna growled as she tugged on, gripping Geoff's waist. "But noooooo! It will help me win the million she says! It'll help me in the game, she says! SOME HELP THIS TURNED OUT TO BE!"
"We need more people!" Bridgette yelled, "Where's Chris?"
Chris was hiding behind the podium, desperately trying to fix the camera. "Come on! Work, damn it! I NEED TO FILM THIS! THE RATINGS WILL EXPLODE!"
Bridgette rolled her eyes at the host.
Courtney tightened her grip on Duncan's front legs. "Don't worry Duncan! I won't let go!"
"Please don't say that, Courtney!" Duncan cried with a panicked look. "The girl on Titanic said that and you know what? SHE LET GO!"
"You watched Titanic?" Harold wheezed, stilling gripping Courtney.
"But Celine Dion sings in that movie!" Trent said, sounding shocked. The guys seemed to have forgotten about their current life-threatening situation at discovering this little fact.
"Oh for the love of…" Duncan growled and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"FOR THE LAST BLEEPING TIME- IT'S HER STANDEES! I'M AFRAID OF CELINE DION STANDEES, NOT THE BITCH HERSELF!"
Duncan would have ranted more, but the voodoo demon gave a giant heave that almost pulled the entire chain of contestants forward into the portal. Though everyone was trying their hardest, the monstrosity was slowly winning. Soon the teens would be too tired to hold on much longer. Either that or Duncan would be ripped in two. Neither option sounded very pleasant.
"Duncan, listen," Courtney said, her front legs trembling with the effort to keep holding, "If we don't make it out of here…"
"Way to sound encouraging!" came the delinquent's sarcastic reply.
Knowing that there wasn't much time, Courtney ignored his remark and continued.
"I want you to know that I voted for you!"
Duncan's blue eyes grew wide. "You mean you voted me off? When?"
"NO! You idiot! I voted for you to win the million dollars!" Courtney cried as two tears squeezed out of her eyes. "I would always vote for you to win! Always!"
Even with the knowledge that he might only have a few more minutes to before he was sucked into an eternity of damnation, Duncan felt as if it had all been worth it to hear Courtney say those words. She hadn't voted for Beth. She had voted for him. Always for him.
There was a sniffle from the back of the human chain. "That's so sweet! I think I'm going to cry." Owen sniffed, unhooking one arm from Tyler to wipe away a tear. Everyone in front of him was immediately dragged forward without his large weight holding them down.
"ARRGHH! DON'T LET GO!" Everyone screamed as they were unwillingly dragged towards the portal.
"Oh, sorry!" Owen hastily tried to grip Tyler's red jacket again, but was too slow.
"YOU'RE MINE NOW!" The villainous voodoo spirit cackled as its pulled Duncan- along with half the contestants- closer and closer towards the dark portal.
"Think again, Mudak!"
The evil being's red orbs grew wide at hearing the thunderous voice and darted in the direction of the voice. At the edge of the stage, standing on his hind legs and looking a ferocious as the most dangerous of beast, stood Molotov. At his side was Bunneh and, surprisingly, Billy the intern, looking as confused and scared as a bunny among wolves. In one of Molotov's claws was the Duncan voodoo doll, still sprouting out the purple light that was holding the spirit portal together. In his other claw, there was Duncan's trusty lighter that had fallen out of the delinquent's clothes that Justin was wearing.
With a flick of his claw, Molotov ignited a small flame on the lighter.
At once, the demonic eyes filled with different emotion other than anger and hunger.
Fear.
"Remember, children," the bear growled with a smirk, "Only you can prevent fires…" He brought the flame onto the Duncan doll so that it went up in flames.
"Though sometimes I say just screw it."
Screeches of pain and suffering soared up to the night sky as the flames took over the ragged doll, burning it black. The portal faltered and seemed to fade as the red orbs at its center winced in obvious pain. The shadow claw twitched and twisted in agony, letting go of Duncan. The tarantula and his friends all stumbled backwards. Courtney fell and was caught by Trent.
"You're finished, loser!" Duncan yelled from the ground at the quickly dissolving portal.
The red eyes winced and forced themselves opened, glaring down at the tarantula.
"Perhaps so…" it growled. "But I will be taking one of you with me!"
With the very last of the evil being's strength, it summoned the shadow hand up and made it lunge at Duncan, taking hold of the mohawked tarantula and lifted him up to the portal before any of his friends could grab on to him.
"DUNCAN!" Courtney cried in agony from Trent's hands.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!"
A grey and white blur jumped up and took hold of the shadow arm. Bunneh huffed and puffed as he tried to pry the claws away from Duncan.
"You've…messed...with…the…wrong….SHOW ANIMAL!" The bunny growled. Finally, just as the two friends were about to hauled through the vortex, Bunneh managed to pry the claws loose and Duncan went falling down to the stage. However, Bunneh wasn't so quick and disappeared along with the rest of the shadow arm, into the portal. With a crackle and sizzle, the portal disappeared into nothingness.
"BUNNNNNEEEHHHHHHH!" Duncan yelled, voice full of anguish, as he fell to the ground below. Gwen ran up and managed to catch her friend before he hit the ground.
Molotov dropped the charred doll and stared up in horror, black eyes wide with sadness for his lunatic friend. "No!"
"Oh, Bunneh, no!" Courtney cried, burying her face in her front legs.
Even Duncan had his head bowed in grief in the palm of Gwen's hands. This was worse than Petey and Scruffy combined! How could his, Courtney's, and Molotov's crazy, absurd, disgusting, ill-mannered, loyal, loveable friend really be gone?
"Why'd you do it man?" Duncan wailed to the heavens. "WHY?"
Suddenly, a tiny purple portal reappeared; Bunneh was tossed out of it along with the sound of someone spitting out something disgusting. The portal instantly disappeared again.
While everyone stared in shock, Bunneh glared upwards and angrily shook his tiny, furry fist at the empty air.
"HEY! HOW DARE YOU SPIT ME OUT! YOU COMPLETELY RUINED MY HEROIC MOMENT! GET BACK HERE YOU STUPID DEMON SO THAT I CAN SACRIFICE MYSELF AGAIN!"
"BUNNEH!"
Happy cheers rang out from the surrounding campers as Duncan and Courtney leapt from Trent and Gwen's hands and threw themselves at Bunneh. Courtney hugged the rabbit tightly around the neck while Duncan affectionately ruffled Bunneh between the ears.
"I knew someone like you was too disgusting for anyone to eat!" Duncan joked, smiling with happiness and relief.
Bunneh blinked puzzled. "You guys really missed me?"
Even Molotov shuffled over to get the bunny a sticky lick in the face. "Life would be very dull without you, dorak."
"I don't know what they're saying," Gwen commented to Bridgette, grinning as they watched the four animal friends, "but that rabbit and bear are alright with me."
"Those two make some weird friends." LeShawna commented seeing Duncan and Courtney animatedly talk with the two animals. The animals answered back in growls and chitters that no one but the tarantula couple could understand.
Now that the immediate danger was over, the newly bald Heather stared at the scene with a scowl on her face. "Gag. This is becoming too much like a sappy Disney movie. What's next? A kiss?"
Her comment caused Duncan, Courtney, and Harold all to gasp.
"THE KISS!"
As if on cue, Harold's watch began to glow and beep out an alarm. Harold read out the time with a panicked expression on his freckled face.
"It's midnight!" Harold cried. Turning to Beth, he ordered, "Hurry! Beth you're going to have to kiss Duncan so that he and Courtney can change back!"
"But Brady…"
"JUST KISS HIM!" Harold snapped, finally loosing his temper. It's not like Brady ever stopped Beth from kissing him on the show! "GOSH!"
"Duncan has to kiss Beth?" Trent asked, looking confused.
"Explain later!"
Beth hurriedly picked up Duncan, who looked as if he were bracing himself for the death sentence- eyes squeezed shut and muttering "Just one kiss! Just one kiss!" Taking a deep breath, the stout girl closed her eyes and, with lips puckered, gave the tarantula a bit, wet kiss on the lips….
And nothing happened.
Just two more chapters and the story is done! On another note, I finished watching all the Total Drama World Tour series. The ending sucks. It has its funny moments, but it still sucks. There's just too many loose ends in this season that the final doesn't resolve at all. I won't say anymore than that because I know there are many that don't watch the series online.
Anywho, just to let you guys know, the climax has changed so much since I started planning the story out. I had to drop out a whole bunch of weird shit that I originally wanted to happen. Originally, when the story was just starting out, I wanted the demon voodoo spirits to change the contestants into animals at this part to…I don't know…make it easier to suck them into the portal to hell. I'd drawn pictures what animals each contestant would be- Trent was a goose (which I adore), Geoff an octopus, Bridgette a starfish, Gwen a cat, and so on. Then one idea was that Duncan and Courtney made this giant web to help keep the shadow beings from taking their friends. I had tons of ideas and, in order for the story to make sense, I had to drop most of them. But all of them were so much fun sketching out.
And yes, Molotov didn't die. I know that Ray dies in the movie, but it's kind of hard to kill off a bear. Plus, it's the Total Drama universe- there was no way I could kill off any main character. So let the Molotov fans rejoice! He lives! The loveable bear lives!
Anywho, I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter! Only about two more left to go! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!