Content Warning:
Mild Violence
It was the same question.
"Has anyone seen Sadie?" Katie asked. She had been asking that the whole entire day. Everyone would say they didn't know, and other really didn't care. Bridgette and Geoff's meetings were now being held every morning. It was mostly, if not always Bridgette talking now. Instead of meeting at the bonfire, or in the mess hall, Bridgette called everyone into cabin two. The door was locked and it was the most secure place to have their meeting. Everyone was casually standing or lying around the cabin. Bridgette was standing on a night stand so everyone could see her.
"Okay guys, this situation isn't getting any better. Sierra is gone. But what is worse is that she doesn't relate to any other of the previous murdered contestants. We assumed Cody would be next, but we were all wrong. This means, everyone must watch their backs. If you go anywhere, have at least two or three people with you. I don't think whoever is doing this would get rid of three or four people at once…well we think...questions?" Bridgette said.
Katie raised her hand. Before Bridgette could even call on her, Katie began talking. "Okay, so me and Sadie were like totally playing with a Frisbee the other day, and we got into a totally bad fight. Then she disappeared behind some rock. I never saw her again. I was like totally asking everyone where she was, but everyone didn't like, care. I haven't seen her since yesterday afternoon. I don't think anything happened to her." Katie said.
"Wait, really?" Bridgette cried. "Well…do you mind if you could show us where you two were before Sadie left?" Bridgette asked. She thought something bad happened to Sadie, and they could find some clues. Bridgette knew something was wrong.
"No, I totally don't mind it was down at the beach. It was near the like, docks." Katie said. She stood up and unlocked the door. Bridgette pushed through the crowd to get in front with Katie. Everyone quickly followed the two girls.
Katie pranced down to the beach. "It's right over here guys!" Katie yelled to the rest of the crowd. She made her way to the rock. "Right here!" Katie said. Suddenly Katie let out a horrible scream. She collapsed to her knees in tears.
"Katie!" Bridgette cried as she ran to Katie. Bridgette also let out a horrible scream. Everyone followed to be shocked as well. Behind the rock was Sadie, with her innards spilled out everywhere. The ex-contestants followed Bridgette and Katie back onto the island. Owen was obviously far behind, just reaching the beach as everyone was leaving.
"Guys! Wait up!" Owen panted. He bent down with his hands on his knees. Owen collapsed onto the ground. "I'll catch up later!" Owen hollered, but no one heard him. It wasn't long before Bridgette burst into Chris's trailer.
"This has gone far enough! Sadie is dead! Five people are dead Chris! You need to get us off the island now! We can't stay here and let more people…people die!" Bridgette screamed. Chris was in the middle of blow-drying his hair to give it a 'natural' windblown look.
"Trust me guys, after the first brutal incident, I am doing everything I can. There are some serious problems with the phone lines, which is why we can't get the cops here. There have been problems with them since what happened to Sierra. I can't contact anyone! Also, all of our transportations suck! The Total Drama Jumbo Jet blew up! The yacht that brought you guys here is at Playa De Losers. The other yellow lame plane we have is unsafe. The Boat of Losers is at Playa de Losers too! Though I do have a jetpack…and that red copter, which can only hold two people. I'm sorry. I'm trying to do everything I can, really." Chris explained. It was official. The twenty remaining ex-contestants were stranded on the island with a psycho killer, who might be one of the contestants. It obviously wasn't Duncan, Gwen, Trent, Sierra or Sadie. As more people were killed off, the slimmer the pickings were.
Bridgette walked out of the trailer, obviously followed by everyone. She felt as him she was a leader who needed to help the others. Right now, she felt as if she failed her friends.
"It's isn't your fault Bridge." Geoff said as he hugged Bridgette. Geoff was right, it wasn't her fault. Everyone went back to their cabins.
Cabin one was down two people; Duncan and Trent. Cabin two was done one person; Gwen. Thought they were missing Izzy, who was out dangerously exploring. Cabin three was also down two people; Sierra and Sadie. But cabin three was also missing someone else; Owen. He was just making his way up from the beach.
"Guys? Hello?" Owen called out. As he walked forward, something rustled in the bushes. "Izzy? Is that you?" Owen called out. As he did so, Izzy fell out from the tree. She laughed and greeted Owen. As that happened, the killer emerged from the bushes. "OH MY GOSH! IZZY!" Owen screamed as he pointed to the killer.
"Oh no you don't! Pesky killer!" Izzy taunted followed by an odd giggle. The killer went to stab Izzy, but she jumped over the killer and kicked them in the back.
"Go Izzy!" Owen cheered. Izzy then but the killer in a choke hold.
"I got this! Woohoo!" Izzy laughed. Owen smiled, just to remember that he and Izzy broke up while she was Brainzilla. Izzy threw the killer over her shoulder and slammed them into the ground. The killer managed to slice Izzy's arm. "NO! Bad boy!" Izzy scolded as she kicked the killer in the jaw. "Come and catch me!" Izzy taunted as she dashed off. The killer began to chase Izzy but stopped to remember Owen was still there.
"No! Please! I have so much to live for!" Owen pleaded. Owen backed up as the killer came forward. Owen stepped back and fell off the island onto the beach below. "Izzy! Come back! Please!" Owen screamed. Izzy was far gone into the woods, still thinking the killer was following her.
The killer jumped down on Owen, lunging the knife into his chest. Owen screamed in the pain of the knife, and the killer's shoes. The killer's shoes were painful and sharp. Thin, dark clothes and sharp shoed. The killer took out the knife and pressed the blade to Owen's throat. Owen whimpered in pain as the killer's shoes dug into Owen's stomach. The killer swiped the blade across Owen's throat. As blood poured out everywhere, the killer tried to drag Owen's body in the ocean to hide it.
They seemed very weak. Thin, Dark Clothes, Sharp Shoed and Weak. Eventually the killer got Owen's body into the ocean. Immediately the body sunk to the very bottom. The killer disappeared without a trace, just like before. Cabin three didn't seem that concerned about Owen missing. They assumed he was in the bathroom. They knew it wouldn't be an unusual thing if he was.
In cabin one, things were going okay…except for one thing. This thing would cause something awful to happen. DJ had to pee very badly.
"Just go to the bathrooms." LeShawna cried out. She was tired of DJ complaining.
"I'm scared. I have a bottle, but I don't wanna' do my business in here." DJ said.
"Do you want me to go with you?" LeShawna offered.
"No, cause if something bad happens, I don't want you to get hurt." DJ said.
"Here's the deal, go behind the cabin and do it. I'll open the window and come out if I hear anything. Is that cool?" LeShawna said.
"Well, I guess." DJ said as he unlocked the cabin door and left. He was startled by the security camera eyeing him. DJ went all the way to the other side of the cabin. A security camera was on a wall just around the corner. Whenever the camera turned completely to the left it could see half-way behind the back of the cabin. He took a big breath. "Can you hear me LeShawna?" DJ called out. There was a silence.
"Yeah, it's all good." LeShawna called out.
DJ took another big breath and shook out his hands. He began to unzip his pants someone wrapped one hand around DJ's mouth, and wrapped their opposite arm around DJ's neck. DJ let out screams underneath the gloved hand. No one could hear him. There were just muffled noises. DJ bent his head down to hold the killer's arm in place so the killer couldn't slit DJ's throat. DJ turned around and backed up, slamming the killer into the cabins. DJ got out, and was about to scream until the killer flew into him, knocking him onto the ground.
Slowly the security camera came around the corner. DJ and the killer were out of the frame. The camera only caught the feet of a struggling DJ. The camera turned all the way back around. The killer was strong somehow. Thin, Dark Clothes, Sharp Shoed, Weak and Strong. As DJ was about to fall on the killer, the killer held up their knife, and DJ landed on it. The knife impaled him through the heart, killing him almost instantly. Blood poured out of his wound.
"DJ, you out there?" LeShawna called out. "Must have gone to the actual bathrooms." LeShawna assumed.
In cabin two, everything was going normally. Suddenly there was a wild scream. Izzy crashed through the back window. She rolled on the ground and stood up laughing. She normally got into her bed in the ceiling and began sleeping. Followed by the loud crash, was a loud cry.
"I can't believe it! I still have three hundred tubes on lipstick and lip-gloss. I can't die now!" Lindsay complained.
"Lindsay, this is a serious thing." Bridgette said as she made notes and clues in her notebook.
"This isn't Scooby-Doo either honey." Noah remarked. Suddenly the cabin door burst open, even though it was locked. Behind it, was Courtney. Her hair was messed up and her clothes wrinkled. Bridgette hopped off her bed and ran to Courtney.
"Courtney! Are you okay? What happened?" Bridgette asked.
"I tried to threaten Chris with my lawyers. Let's just say, Chef is an amazing bodyguard. My back is killing me!" Courtney complained as Bridgette guided Courtney to her bed so she could rest.
"I'm going to go talk to Chris." Bridgette said as she began to leave.
"Shouldn't someone come with you?" Courtney offered.
"No…no I'm fine." Bridgette said.
Bridgette left the cabin cautiously. She looked around a continued walking. Chris's trailer was a little ways from the bonfire. Bridgette passed cabin one, and the dead body of DJ. As she passed the cabin, DJ's body was dragged away. Bridgette nervously looked around. "It's fine. If anything happens, scream and run. Scream and run, scream and run! Scream and run!" Bridgette told herself. She noticed something quickly move through the woods, which was near Chris's trailer. Bridgette gasped and quickly ran to Chris's trailer. As she approached Chris's trailer, she noticed Chris talking to someone.
"Okay, okay. I get it." Chris said in a panicked tone. "No! You don't! If I get on scratch, or anything happens I will kill you, personally!" A voice screamed from inside. Bridgette listened closer. It was a familiar voice, Eva's voice. Suddenly Eva burst out of the trailer.
"Move it surfer." Eva said as she shoved Bridgette to the side. What was that about? Eva threatening to kill Chris, what did this mean?
Bridgette didn't want to talk to Chris anymore. She needed to tell her cabin-mates about what she just heard. She began to run forward, but noticed Eva up ahead. Bridgette didn't want to get involved with her at all. She hung her head down to avoid any eye contact with Eva. Eva was harboring a grudge against Bridgette since season one. This was only because Bridgette got her eliminated. Bridgette looked back up and Eva was gone. Bridgette was nearly at the cabins. As she passed cabin one, she didn't notice the killer silently stabbing Eva to death. Bridgette walked back into her cabin and shut the door with a loud thud.
"You guys won't believe-" Bridgette began. She noticed Courtney, Lindsay and Izzy were gone. "Where is everyone?" Bridgette asked. Suddenly from the top bunk, Alejandro hopped down, only wearing bed sheets around his waist. "What…" Bridgette began.
"Dude what's going on?" Tyler called from the top bunk. Bridgette knew exactly what was going on between those two guys.
"Since you two are busy…with some activities…I wanted to know where the rest of everyone else is." Bridgette asked.
"They went to the mess hall." Alejandro said as he climbed back onto the top bunk. Soon enough the sheet Alejandro was wearing flew off onto Noah.
"Lovely you too. Keep it down. No moaning like I said." Noah remarked. Bridgette nervously giggled and went outside. Suddenly Bridgette screamed. In seconds everyone was gathered around cabin two. On the porch were the bodies of DJ and Eva piled on top of each other. The bodies were delivered to a medium sized shack near the docks.
Bridgette held another meeting. Everyone was waiting for Bridgette to speak, but she was too traumatized. Geoff stood up to take in charge of the meeting. "Okay dudes, Bridgette told me the just of what she wants me to say. There might be another trend. Let's look at the victims:
Duncan- Cabin One DJ- Cabin One Eva- Cabin One Trent- Cabin One Gwen- Cabin Two Sierra- Cabin Three Sadie-Cabin Three
Four victims in one, one victim in two and two victims in three. One –four, Two –One, Three –Two. There is a pattern…but it doesn't make sense." Geoff explained. As Geoff spoke, Izzy ran up from the beach.
"Has anyone seen Owen? There is this humongous bloody trail from the beach into the ocean!" Izzy cried out.
Everyone gasped. Not Owen! One –four, Two –One, Three –Three. To make the pattern four, two, three (two, three, four), someone would have to die in cabin two.
3 dead in one day. 7 dead total. Only 17 left. Someone is trying to make some number pattern with the amount of deaths in each cabin. How will each cabin cope with their cabin loses? How will Chris get everyone off the island? Whose throat will be cut next?
Survivors: Geoff, LeShawna, Heather, Beth, Bridgette, Izzy, Courtney, Lindsay, Alejandro, Justin, Tyler, Noah, Blainley, Katie, Ezekiel, Cody and Harold.
Victims: Duncan, Gwen, Trent, Sierra, Sadie, Owen, DJ, Eva
A/N: Woah, three in one day! O_o. If there is a contestant(s) that anyone hates and wants to be killed off, put it in your review or PM me. ALSO IF THERE ARE ANY CHARACTERS YOU WANT TO LIVE, do the same. PM me or put it in your review. Chapter 4 coming up soon (I hope), thanks for reading.
