(A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter- this is when things start to get interesting.)
CONFESSIONAL: Heather
"Agh- damnit! With Tyler gone, they eliminated the weak link of Team Isaak The only good news is that they're already down four players. I don't think two poser Goths and a psycho can undo all of that damage. Speaking of the poser Goths, Duncan completely eradicated his own alliance, the idiot. I was able to sit and wait until now, but I need to start formulating more plans just in case."
(End Confessional)
Meanwhile, in the girl's trailer, Gwen and Bridgette were having a friendly chat.
"So, final ten," Bridgette smiled, "you excited, Gwen?"
"It's not that big of a deal," the other girl yawned, "considering there were only fourteen people to begin with."
Suddenly, Izzy appeared in the girl's cabin, carrying a large sack.
"Hey guys!" the redhead greeted.
"Hi Izzy," Gwen groaned.
Izzy dumped the contents of her bag all over her bed, revealing- alarmingly enough- rubies, emeralds, diamonds, and other assorted jewels.
"Uh, where did you get those?" Bridgette asked, looking slightly frightened.
"What, these?" Izzy laughed, stuffing them under her pillow, "Oh, no biggy, just something about pirates, a robot walrus, and a few thousand pounds of C4."
Gwen and Bridgette exclaimed nervous looks.
"Uh, yeah," Izzy laughed nervously, "but I'm pretty sure I disarmed most of it. Well, maybe, it's really hard to tell when you disarmed a bomb if you're being shot at the same time, you know what I mean?"
"Uh, no," Gwen said, backing up slightly, "I have no idea what you mean."
Just then, the bathroom opened, and Sadie stepped out, completely covered in bandages.
"OH NO!"Izzy screamed, "The mummy must have followed me here!"
The redhead reached into her bag, and pulled out a grappling gun. She fired the hook through the ceiling of the trailer, then swung across the room, and kicked Sadie in the face.
"Take that, King Sillypants!" Izzy shouted, "You should have stayed in Cairo where I left your smouldering ashes!"
"Izzy, that's Sadie!" Bridgette exclaimed, "She's wearing bandages to cover her wounds from the last challenge!"
"Oh," Izzy laughed, "and after I said all that about the mummy, and after I pulled out the grappling hook... haha, what you must think of me."
"In my opinion," Sadie scoffed, getting to her feet, "you're WAY better than Bridgette, who left me to get eaten by cave monsters!"
"Hey, I would have stayed back if the team needed me to," Bridgette retorted.
"Oh, whatever," Sadie snapped, "you're just lucky you had the common sense to send a search party for me afterwards. THEY NEVER FOUND ME, by the way. I had to escape myself."
"That's because they never SENT-" Izzy began.
"What she means," Bridgette interrupted, "is that Tweek was the only available person to send after you, and you know how he gets."
Sadie gave Bridgette an annoyed look, then stormed out of the trailer.
"I never thought she'd leave," Gwen smirked.
Meanwhile, Trent and Justin were tossing a football around.
"Hey, have you seen Cody?" Trent asked, throwing Justin the ball.
"No," Justin replied after he caught the ball and threw it back, "I'm starting to worry about him, actually. First he's dressing up as Fred Jones, then he's playing detective... I mean, he's still playing detective now, but I swear he keeps sneaking out at night and talking to someone."
"Talking to who?" Trent asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I dunno," Justin said, "I woke up the other night, and Cody was gone from the trailer. I got up to use the bathroom, but I started hearing voices outside. So when I got in the bathroom I opened the window, and sure enough he was talking to some girl."
"Who do you think it is?" Trent asked.
"Well," Justin thought, "at first, Gwen. He's pretty into her, but she wouldn't get within five feet of him voluntarily. I ruled out Bridgette, because I don't think Cody would violate Bro Code. Sadie is also out, because I don't think he would WANT to talk to her."
"Heather," Trent hissed.
"Dude, really," Justin sighed, "give it up. I try to be supportive of your suspicions, but we haven't seen anything. She talked to Tyler the night Lindsay went home, you said, but that's all you have."
"She just doesn't feel right," Trent said.
"Phrasing," Justin warned.
"What?" Trent asked, "I- oh, I see what you did there. But I'm serious, something about her is worse than the video for Dancing in the Street."
"Hey!" Justin snapped, "That video is still better than anything Journey has ever done!"
"You have me there," Trent agreed, "listen, how about we make a deal. We organize a little detective work ourselves. If we don't find anything, I won't mention her to you again. If we do find something, then you owe me a bag of gummy bears from your stash."
"How did you find out about that?" Justin demanded.
Trent shrugged, smirking to himself.
CONFESSIONAL: Trent
"Okay, so I know Heather is a solid threat. But what about Cody? It doesn't seem right, but should I trust him? If he really IS talking to her, that'll bring up problems- Cody has been in our trio since day one, but could he really try and betray us like that?"
(End Confessional)
Meanwhile, Heather was watching the two talk, a gleam forming in her eye.
"Thanks boys," she whispered to herself, "you just gave me one hell of a plan."
"Gather around, cast!" Blaineley called, "I have a special announcement to make!"
The hostess summoned everyone to the walk of shame, where the lame-o-suine was parked.
"What's up?" Duncan asked, "One of us getting the boot early?"
"Highly unlikely," Noah sighed, "it looks like Blaineley is bringing someone into the game."
"Right you are, Noah!" Blaineley said, "I wasn't going to accept them, but apparently they already signed a contract agreement with Chris- so if we didn't let them in, they could sue me personally, which would never do. So, please give our new contestants a warm welcome, because he's traveled a long way to be here! Please welcome..."
CONFESSIONAL: Gwen
"I have to admit it, I was soo happt when I figured out that it had to be Geoff joining us in the game! I mean, it wouldn't be Owen or DJ, right?"
(End Confessional)
"Get ready to welcome," Blaineley continued, "Bob!"
As soon as Blaineley called out the name, a very familiar looking man stepped out of the lame-o-suine. He had long, black hair, a relatively muscular build, and slight stubble. He was wearing a denim jacket, jeans, sunglasses, and a cowboy hat pulled over his eyes.
"'Sup, dudes?" the man greeted, "My name is Bob... nice to meet you all, and stuff..."
CONFESSIONAL: Noah
"Oh, for the love of- will someone please tell me what Chris is doing here?"
CONFESSIONAL: Trent
"Eh, the new guy seems pretty cool."
CONFESSIONAL: Bridgette
"I mean, I've never met him before, but he seemed nice enough."
CONFESSIONAL: Izzy
"Okay, I'd LOVE to give a shout out to anyone watching in Cairo! If I ever win the money, I'll TOTALLY pay the reconstruction fees on all of the exploded buildings!"
(End Confessional)
"Bob, you'll be on Team Isaak," Blaineley yawned.
Chris (A/N: So you don't get confused, the other characters will refer to Chris as Bob, while I will not.) Stepped over to Team Isaak, where Gwen eyed him suspiciously.
"Have we met?" the girl asked.
"Uh, no," Chris said quickly, "never met you, Gwen."
"Then how do you know my name?" the girl asked.
"You're on national TV, genius," Noah snapped, "everyone knows your name. Like I know your REAL name, Bob."
"I uh, don't know what you're talking about," Chris laughed.
"Of course you do, Bob," Noah said, "or should I say... Robert."
"Oh yeah," Chris laughed, "right, Bob short for... yeah, cool. Okay, why don't we start the challenge?"
"Glad to see such enthusiasm," Blaineley yawned, "because today, we'll be doing a challenge based off of the movie Evil Dead."
"What's the Evil Dead?" Sadie asked.
"See this?" Justin asked, "This is why no one likes you."
"Shut up," Blaineley snapped, "we all know no one likes Sadie, no need to bring it up each episode. Anyway, here's how the challenge works. You'll all be stuck in a team cabin, and forced to fight your way through hordes of robot zombies to safety. You can use whatever weapons you find, you can sacrifice each other, blah blah blah. The first team to have at least one member make it back here wins immunity."
"Okay," Chris said, "but can I use the bathroom first?"
"Whatever Bob," Blaineley sighed, "just hurry up can get back here!"
Chris nodded, and then rushed off.
Once he was in the bathroom, Chris locked all of the doors, and called Courtney.
"Courtney, hi, I made it in!" Chris exclaimed, "I told Blaineley my name was Bob, and that I signed a contract with Chris. I said if she didn't let me in, I would sue!"
"Good job," Courtney said, "all you have to do is stay in the game until we can figure out what's going on. I'll do what I can from here, but you'll need to do all the inside work. Listen, I can't talk right now, I'm kind of busy. Let me know how things are going later on."
"Yeah yeah," Chris smirked, hanging up his phone, "this'll be a cakewalk."
Or so he thought until he was in a cabin surrounded by zombies.
"What do we do?" Gwen asked, "We NEED the win here, it's the only way to catch up with Team Bowie!"
A loud revving was heard across the cabin, and Izzy stepped in, wielding a chainsaw.
"Relax guys," she laughed, "I've been in dozens of situations like this. Easy peasy."
"Izzy, I really don't feel comfortable with you having a chainsaw," Gwen gulped.
"It'll be fine," Izzy smiled, "I'll be back in a little while!"
Izzy opened one of the cabin windows, and jumped into the robot zombie horde.
"We're boned," Duncan sighed.
"Actually," Chris said, "Gwen, you stay up here an keep watch. Duncan, why don't you follow me and help get some weapons?"
"Whatever," Duncan sighed.
Chris led Duncan a few rooms away, out of Gwen's earshot.
"Listen," Chris said," I want an alliance with you."
"Right," Duncan laughed, "like I'll team up with some newbie."
"I'm not a newbie," Chris said, "it's me, Chris!"
"Chris?" Duncan gasped, "But you were arrested!"
"I posted bail," Chris snapped, "but that's not important. The bottom line is I need to stay in this game, and so do you."
"Right," Duncan smirked, "or I could tell Blaineley now and have you disqualified."
"But if you do that," Chris said, "you're team won't win anymore challenges. Listen, I was the host, so I have all of the in's and out's of each challenge memorized. I can get you through each one, guaranteed."
Duncan thought it over.
"Alright," the punk agreed, "you have yourself a deal."
"Good," Chris smiled, "now follow me."
Chris lifted up one of the floorboards, revealing the control room underneath. The former host lowered himself inside, flipped a few switches, and hoisted himself back up.
"Not all challenges are going to be that easy," Chris warned, "we're lucky we were above the control room. I shut down all of the zombies, everything should be clear."
The two made their way into the next room, where Gwen was gazing out of the window.
"They all just... stopped," she muttered.
"Weird," Chris nodded, "well, we might as well go."
"What if it's a trap?" Gwen asked.
"It isn't," Chris snapped, "now let's go."
The three rushed out of the cabin, and back to the trailers, where Blaineley was waiting.
"What the-" she gasped, "Team Isaak?"
"In the flesh," Duncan smirked, "now if you don't mind, just announce that we've won the challenge, and we'll be going."
"Uh," Blaineley began, "Team Isaak... wins?"
The three cheered, when suddenly Team Bowie showed up.
"They beat us?" Justin demanded, "No way!"
"Way," Duncan smirked, "have fun at the elimination ceremony tonight, losers."
Later that night, Blaineley had Team Bowie at the award ceremony.
"Okay," Blaineley smiled, "the first award goes to... Trent. Heather, Bridgette, and Justin also receive awards tonight."
Noah, Cody, and Sadie all looked at each other.
"...Noah is also safe," Blaineley smiled, "and the final award goes to...
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"Sadie!" Blaineley exclaimed.
"Aww man," Cody groaned, "I thought you guys liked me!"
"I didn't vote for you," Justin said, confused.
"Neither did I, bro," Trent said, glaring at Heather.
"It doesn't matter either way," Blaineley said, "because tonight's challenge was a REWARD!"
"Hotsauce!" Cody grinned, "The Codemeister is still in the game!"
"Yeah yeah," Blaineley snapped, " go take the rest of the night off, guys. We'll see you tomorrow."
CONFESSIONAL: Heather
"Well, so much for that plan. But at least I know that Bridgette, Sadie and Noah have no qualms voting Cody off. Good to know."
(End Confessional)
"My name is Detective Cody Anderson- and tonight I found out someone put the hit on me. Although, honestly, I'm not surprised. With all of this digging around, I must have hit someone a little too close to home- so they put out the order for my elimination. Luckily, the blonde dame saved me. Ironic, since she's a top suspect, but strangely poetic. Maybe she really has nothing to do with this. Maybe she's a pawn in a larger game of chess. Yeah, a big, fancy game of chess with those weird crystal pieces that scratch the board easily, and then one accidently breaks and your mom starts to yell at you-"
"Cody, SHUT UP!" Noah shouted, "We're trying to sleep!"
"Seriously dude, at this rate, I'll lose my title as most gorgeous man to ever live," Chris snapped.
"Uh, excuse me?" Justin demanded.
Amongst all the arguing, only Cody noticed the figure outside of his trailer. Quietly, the boy slipped out.
"Shadow!" Cody exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"
"I came to warn you," The Shadow said, "listen, keep an eye on the new contestant- he isn't who he claims to be. And you're right, someone IS after you, Cody, but it doesn't have anything to do with the Chris case."
"Then who is it?" Cody gasped.
"Don't worry," The Shadow said, "you don't need to focus on that right now. Your main goal is Chris and Blaineley."
"Those are two goals," Cody corrected.
"Shut up!" The Shadow snapped, "It doesn't matter! Anyway, I don't think you're in danger now, I think it was a small test. They wanted to throw a pebble in the water to see what kind of ripple it would make."
"For the record, the was kind of a cool metaphor," Cody commented.
"Yes, I know, I'm awesome," The Shadow nodded, "but that's not why I came here. I have to give you- this."
Cody looked at what The Shadow held out, and gasped.
(A/N: And that's where we'll leave off for now! Hope you all had a good Christmas- I just got The Batman Arkham City Game and a Tom Waits album. So that's how I spent all of yesterday. Anyway, I'll update soon- let me know what you thought!)