This came out a lot faster than previous chapters, huh? Well, I was going to hold it off for a few days while I started on the next challenge, but then I had to end the blip at the end, and that made me really want to post. So, enjoy!


Buried Tresure

"Good morning, Campers!" Chris's voice called over the loud speakers. "Would you all report to the boat in three minutes, ready for today's challenge."

Bex looked around, bleary-eyed. "Is he serious?" What time is it?"

Nessa looked at her wrist, only to remember that she didn't wear a watch. "It's not even dawn," Christie said looking out the front of the tent. "I seriously feel like killing him."

"Is that your answer to everything?" Nessa asked.

"No," Christie said. "Sometimes torture is more fun than killing."

Nine tired, yawning campers walked onto the dock, all angry and ready to hurt Chris.

"Glad to see I didn't wake any of you," Chris said as they all boarded the boat. Chris was wearing his shorts, an eye patch, and had a stuffed parrot on his shoulder. A few of them visibly growled. "Who can guess what today's challenge is."

"Considering the pirate costume, I'd say a treasure hunt of some sort," Walter said.

"Correct," Chris announced. "You all have until the sun sets to find a treasure chest. However, today, there will be no campfire ceremony."

"What?" Nessa snapped. "Another challenge where no one is sent home?"

"Yep," Chris said. "Because one of the nine hidden chests will not have a marshmallow in it. When you find a chest, you must bring it back to the Dock of Shame where we will open it. The person who finds the chest with no marshmallow will be leaving."

"What if we have an immunity?" Brooke said.

"You don't," Chris said. "If you use your immunity ticket on yourself, which, Brooke, you can't do anyway, then there will be a voting, but you won't be immune. However, if you use it to save whoever doesn't have a marshmallow, then you will be leaving."

"Wait," Bex said. "Could you explain that better?"

"Okay, if you open your chest and find there is no marshmallow, you may use your past immunity ticket to save yourself from immediate elimination, but you won't be safe if we have a voting," Chris said. "But, if you have a marshmallow, but want to save the person who doesn't with your ticket, you will be leaving in lieu of that person."

Everyone looked at one another. The competition was only getting harder. Chef walked out onto the deck of the boat and held a bucket with nine rolled up scrolls and walked to the campers. They each grabbed one and opened the scrolls to find a map.

"Follow the map to your chest and bring it back as fast as possible," Chris said.

"This isn't totally fair," Nessa said. "You probably know already who is going home."

"Actually, no," Chris said. "True, I filled each of the chests…"

Shot shows Chris with nine open chests and a pile of different prizes. "This chest will get shaving cream and a glue-gun… this one a soda and a razor… this on a bottle opener and a McDonald's gift card…"

Back to current shot, "But it wasn't until they were all filled and locked that the interns took the chests and hid them in the appropriate spots."

Everyone nodded and started off to find their treasures.

Confession Cam:

(Rufus) "This could work out very nicely. So long as I have a marshmallow, I don't have to worry. Bex is the only one who has an immunity ticket she can use on herself, as Brooke's ticket has to be used on someone else. Bex will only use her ticket to save her ass, but if she does, then we can vote her off anyway. Sure, Jamie won't vote for her, but I'll just convince Christie and Genevieve that she should be going home, so it's only fair to vote for her."

(Nessa) "So, my chest was labeled near the waterfall… but it was difficult to find."

Nessa dove into the water of the lake. She had already checked up top of the waterfall, in the bushes, so she finally figured it had to be under water. However, she was searching around and saw nothing at the bottom of the lake. After five dives, she noticed something behind the waterfall. When she emerged behind it, she found a cave. It was dark, but a tiny bit of light shone in and she saw the shine of the lock on a chest.

"Score!" she shouted and walked over and grabbed it. As she was heading back to the entrance, she stepped on something a little soft and looked down to see something black. She bent down and grabbed it, lifting it and laughing as she held a black strapless bra in her fingers. "I think I know who this belongs to," she said, walking out and returning to the dock.

Confession Cam:

(Nessa) "Hey, Madison, leave something behind?" She holds up the bra which has her name scrawled on the white tag.

(Jamie) "So, my chest was marked in the center of the forest."

Jamie looked around, not seeing his chest. All the ground looked like it was backed down, nothing disturbed. He wandered around the area that the 'X' was marked on his map, not seeing any large knots in any trees, and not seeing his chest. Finally he groaned and looked up, and that's when he spotted it, hung between two trees. He jumped and climbed one of the trees. He pulled himself along the rope until he got to the chest, noticing it was tied to the handles of the chest. After a lot of work, he managed to untie one of the ropes from the handle. However, he swung, clinging to his chest, downward until he smacked into a tree.

"I'm okay," he said, standing up on shaky legs. He slowly untied the second rope, and then began to make his way to the dock.

Rufus growled, looking at his map. He needed the full day, starting at four, to get his chest as it was on the opposite side of the island. He trudged until the sun came up, then trudged some more. Finally he was in the area where the chest was. However, all the sand looked disturbed and there was only a small shovel with a bow on it. He picked it up and read the note.

Have fun, loser!

"Damn," he said and began digging. And digging. And digging more, all around, looking for any sign of a chest.

Christie looked at her map, still standing on the dock, a bit confused. She looked around, and saw nothing. Not on the boat, not on the shore. She began searching on the boat, but then felt it moving.

"Hey!" she yelled, running to the deck. Then, she saw under the dock, as the boat was pulling away. "There we are!" She dove into the water and swam back to shore, grabbing her chest.

"Good job, Christie," Chris said. "First back with your chest." He marked it with a flag that had her name. "Now, you have until the others or sundown to relax."

She walked to her tent, sat on her bed and closed her eyes, not really noticing how her pile of clothes had grown while she was out.

Walter had searched all over the main area of camp, except the girls' tent.

Confession Cam:

(Walter) "No problem. They're all looking for their chests. As long as I don't get caught."

He opened it, but his eyes widened as he saw Christie snoozing away. Then he saw the pile next to her, and the corner of the chest. He carefully crawled in and toward her pile. Just before he reached it, Christie turned on her side and draped her arm over her stuff. Walter whimpered slightly.

"Don't wake up," he prayed quietly as he lifted her arm and began pulling the chest toward him. Suddenly, Christie's arm turned in his hand and she flung him across the tent.

"What are you doing?"

Walter was wide-eyed for a moment. "Fleeing in terror," he said and bolted from the tent, Christie yelling after him.

Bex sighed as she found where her chest was. "This is too easy," she said, seeing a mound in the ground. She stuck her hands in the dirt and dug at the dirt, but then she felt a sting and pulled her hand out, seeing a scorpion crawl out. "Oh, shit…"

She grabbed a large stick, and pushed the dirt off her chest, seeing more and more scorpions, all different sizes and varying in color. Finally she grabbed her chest and pulled it away, hitting all the scorpions with the stick. She ran away from them, then set the chest down, spending ten minutes killing all the scorpions that were on it. Her hand that got stung was a little numb and swelling a bit.

Confession Cam:

(Bex) "This had so better be worth it."

(Todd) "I think he was trying to kill us."

Todd looked up from the bottom of the cliff, spotting his chest. It was easy to find, but not so easy to get. He began climbing. When he was ten feet up, a small stick of dynamite exploded and he was thrown off and onto the beach.

"Look out for dynamite…" he said to himself as he began climbing again. This time, he slipped twenty feet up. The third attempt, he was inches from it when a sudden rock that he was holding onto dislodged and he fell. Finally, on the fourth try, he grabbed it… then fell, the chest landing hard on his chest.

And Rufus finally hit something. He dug around it, until he pulled out a chest. It was a lot older than he expected, and heavier too. Also, it was a lot bigger than he expected it. Then he noticed something at the corner of the hole, a smaller chest that had Chris's face carved into the side.

"Wait, if that's the chest I'm supposed to find, then this must be…" he hit lock with the shovel several times before breaking the lock. He opened it and found thousands of gold coins, strands of pearls, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, small gold and silver statues, a crown with hundreds of gems encrusted in it. "Holy crap… I'm rich…" then he remembered he was already rich. "Well, filthy rich!" He closed it back up, placed the TDI chest on top and began dragging it back to camp as fast as possible. He figured he would make it just on time.

Walter held a peace offering just outside the girls' tent. By this time, Nessa and Jamie had already returned with their chests, and Bex was just up the trail.

Christie looked at the plate of food. "Where did you get that?" she asked, her stomach growling.

"Had to swim out to the boat, climb on, sneak past Chef, then steal a life raft," he said.

"And why do you want in here so bad?"

"I believe my chest is in there."

Christie crossed her arms. "You have thirty seconds," she said grabbing the plate and eating the roasted chicken first.

Walter climbed in and spotted the chest. He grabbed it and walked out after fifteen seconds. "Thanks," he said and returned to the dock.

Brooke looked around. It was small cove on the island she had yet to be yet. And she didn't know why. All around she was surrounded by macaws. Blues, reds, yellows, greens, the majestic birds flew all around her. "Wow…" she mused.

Suddenly, all she could hear was hundreds of macaws all repeating the same thing.

"Wow!"

"Wow."

"Wow, wow, wow, wow…"

Brooke covered her ears, quickly becoming irritated by the birds. "Shut it."

"Shut it!"

"Shut it wow."

Brooke exhaled with force and looked around. She spotted the chest, but when she neared it, the birds all dove at her. She grabbed the chest and ran, at least twenty birds flying after her repeating what she had said as well as a few expletives she used against them.

Confession Cam:

(Macaws) "Shut it. Wow. Stop chasing me. Wow. Shut it. I'm fricken going to die!"

(Brooke) She's plucking feathers from her hair and clothing. "Well, they caught me, but I eventually escaped. Luckily Nessa decided to help me."

(Nessa) She had a stick in her hand, and it has a few feathers on it. "It's one thing when they're doing tricks, but a totally different thing if they're attacking the one person on this island I actually get along with. I mean, I just work with Rufus and Walter to keep my butt safe. And everyone else, wacko!"

Genevieve was the last to find the spot her chest was hidden. It was just a little sand dune. She was about to grab it when she heard a hiss. She turned around and saw a snake brandishing razor sharp fangs. She jumped backward, tripped over the chest, and the snake, which had sprung at her, missed and sunk its fangs into a tree behind Genevieve. As it seemed stuck, Genevieve grabbed the chest and ran for her life.

Eight of the campers were on the dock as the sun slowly set. Rufus was no where in sight.

"Well, I guess its about time to start opening these chests," Chris said.

"Shouldn't we wait for Rufus?" Jamie asked.

"Um, since he isn't here, shouldn't he go home?" Todd asked.

"Not if one of you don't have a marshmallow," Chris said.

"Then what's his punishment for not having finished on time?" Bex asked.

"He doesn't get the goodies in his chest," Chris said.

"Wait, I see him," Jamie said.

"That chest is way too big to be the chest we planted," Chef said.

"Jamie, get over here and help me!" Rufus called.

Jamie, set out, Bex just missing grabbing him by a hair. "What is in this?"

"Treasure," Rufus said. "Now help me push."

With the two pushing, Rufus just got his smaller chest to the dock on time.

"Well, let's get to opening these chests," Chris said. He tossed a key to each of the campers.

"Got my marshmallow," Nessa announced. "And what is this other junk?"

"Yeah, I'm safe," Todd announced.

"Me too," Brooke.

It was Bex who was staring down into a marshmallowless chest.

"Oh, looks like it's the end of the line for you, Bex," Chris said.

"Not yet," she said. She tried to reach into her pocket, but her right hand was swelling from the scorpion sting. She frowned and reached with her left hand, pulling out her immunity ticket from the laser tag challenge. "I'm not leaving without a fight."

Confession Cam:

(Bex) "I made it this far, and I intend to win."

(Rufus) "She's still going home."

"Okay then," Chris said. "No one has immunity. If you could all cast your votes, and meet by the campfire in one hour."

"Who are we voting for, Rufus," Nessa asked as others were heading off in different directions. She, Walter, and Rufus were pretending to trade the items in their chests.

"Bex," he said.

"You'll never get Jamie to vote her off," Walter said.

"No, but we convince Genevieve that it's only fair to send her home," Rufus said. "And remind Christie that Bex defeated her in the last challenge."

"I'll take Genevieve," Nessa said, picking up her chest.

"And I guess that I'm with Christie," Walter said. "I mean, I'll talk to her."

Confession Cam:

(Walter) "That was the weirdest Freudian slip I've ever made. Christie…?" He shudders at the thought. "Anyway, voting for Bex."

(Bex) "Maybe we can actually get Rufus gone this time."

(Todd) "Bex and I discussed this, and it has to be Rufus."

(Brooke) "I have to agree with Todd and Bex on this one."

(Jamie) "Bex thinks that we should vote off Rufus, but he's actually probably why I've made it this far. So, I'm going to say…" he lowers his voice to barely more than a whisper, "Christie."

(Rufus) "Finally gone, Bex!"

(Genevieve) "Nessa's right, It's only fair that I vote off Bex."

(Christie) "I'd have been immune last time if it wasn't for her. She made me look ridiculous,"

(Nessa) "Sorry, Bex, but we just don't click." She crosses her fingers.

"Welcome to the unexpected marshmallow ceremony," Chris said.

"Just give out the marshmallows already," Nessa said.

"Fine, fine," Chris said. "Todd, Brooke, Walter, Jamie, Genevieve, Christie, Nessa." He tossed them all marshmallows. "You're all safe. Bex, Rufus, you two are on the block. The last marshmallow goes to… Rufus."

Bex's eyes widened. She had only bought herself a few hours with her ticket. She bowed her head in shame.

"It's only fair," Rufus said with a smirk.

Jamie looked absolutely horrified. "No, Bex…"

"It's okay, Jamie," Bex said. She quickly kissed his cheek, then whispered in his ear. "You don't have to listen to everything Rufus tells you, okay."

Jamie nodded as Bex took the walk to the Dock of Shame.

Confession Cam:

(Todd) "Well, there goes the best ally Brooke and I had. So, the good guys lose and the bad guys… named Rufus… gets a giant treasure chest? I don't think so."

"Hey, Genevieve," Todd smiled at the large, caring girl. "You said that your chest was protected by a snake, right?" He already had the map to the scorpion nest that Bex had left behind.

It the middle of the night, Rufus awoke. He looked at his chest of treasure and smiled. The other guys were all still sleeping, so he decided to just grab a coin. He opened it, too dark to see inside it, reached in, and pulled something out. In the dim light of the moon, he saw it was a scorpion. He yelled loudly and threw it out of the tent. He then pushed his chest into the moonlight and saw that there was no more treasure and it was now filled with snakes, scorpions, spiders, and all sorts of creepy crawlies. "Todd!"


Ah, but where is all of Rufus's treasure? You'll find out next time. Hope you liked it. Bet you didn't expect Bex, but someone had to go, and Rufus had to be his evil self.