Total Drama Villains

by Mystique84

There are many evil people in this world, the goodness and light taken from them, so in sick justice they take it from others. Our last year has sent many of us away, and in this story that I, that we tell you, the masks are lifted and you will see underneath who the Villains truly are. Sequel to Total Drama Heroes.

4. Famous

Bridgette POV

Lots of people say they love the circus, and I would have to agree. Not just because I live in one, that's not it.

It's because anything you do here seems a thousand times cooler, for example, I simply swim in a giant take with a dress on, doing what I normally do and I am seen as one of the highlights of the show.

I don't know if it's because I have this body or because I actually have talent.

Either way I'm still the star of the show, but I won't let the fame get to my head. I can't.

Geoff has actually taken the transition quite well, moving right into the whole circus thing really well, he loves it here and I love it here too. I get to walk around in almost nothing, feeling the cold air slap my skin and not care if people are looking at my skin, because at this circus, everyone is like us.

Not exactly, but there are people here with wings or with green skin, there are lots of different people going on but they are all comfortable in their own skin and it took me a while to feel the same about myself.

Being the blue girl at a school of people like myself was still hard, I mean, a freak in a school of freaks?

I never thought I would ever reach that level.

I used to be popular, and although I know it's superficial.

I miss that.

And with this circus I feel like I'm getting back that power again.

But something is missing...I just don't know what.

OooO

I woke up pretty early on a Monday and decided I should try on my new/old uniform to make sure it fits.

I don't wear it anymore, well, I didn't used to. I hadn't worn if for a good year but when Gwen came to see me, telling me to get ready for the call I thought I should make the uniform over. It still reminded me of the creepiness of the R.A.W facility I was in forever ago.

I yawned and rolled over, almost falling out of the bed I shared with Geoff. I gasped in surprise as I had to remind myself once again that when sleeping with Geoff in his caravan that's its really small compared to my tank. I slept here last night because I had a bad dream and Geoff said he would keep me company, and his caravan is so small and cute, bright colors and bits and pieces of clothes all over the room, I felt right at home.

Currently Geoff was snoring away, his hat on the bed post. I silently slipped out of the bed and stuck my webbed feet into my pair of sandals before moving over to where I stored my stuff. The chest near the door opened with a slow and painful squeak and I gritted my teeth as it opened, hoping to god Geoff didn't wake up. Please don't wake, I thought, he looked really cute when he was asleep. I squeezed my eyes shut as I let the lid fall back so I could peer into the chest at my few possessions I was able to salvage from the school.

Gilson academy was only a fall back for me, I had very few things I liked about the school, one being Geoff, the cute stupid boy he was, and the other was the apparatus that was currently around my neck. After R.A.W I was able to get a small one and this one didn't last as long but it was small, curving around my neck and only being an inch thick at the most. Having to refill it every hour was really annoying but it was worth it to be able to snuggle up to Geoff as close as possible, so I could remember I had dark blue tattoos all over my skin as he traced them with his fingers or better yet, his tongue.

I shook my head, not the time Bridgette, must try on uniform.

I moved the stuff around in the chest, seeing my old school clothes and finally finding my new uniform. It was like my old uniform except I cut off the leg part so that it was more swimsuit like and made the chest area bigger so you could see my collar bone now, I also added pads on my shoulders, knees and on my boobs, so that when I fall over (like I do all the time) it wouldn't hurt. Because it wasn't a full body swimsuit anymore I had to make new shoes, they were flat and were closed in so I could run easier, it sacrificed comfort a little but it meant that I could run faster and better.

Maybe I should wear it today, make sure it is fine to wear for an elongated period of time.

So with that I pulled off my other clothes and my under wear and pulled on the swimsuit sort of thing, much better, much cooler with the air around my exposed legs, I pulled on my shoes and I should tie up my hair, getting it out would get in the way. I pulled my hair together and sat down in front of Geoff's mirror, brushing my hair. Wow, I have a lot of knots, I should do this more often.

As I yanked out another knot I yelped a little, ow!

That really hurt!

Then I realised that someone else was in the room, I quickly flicked my head over to Geoff who let out a snort in his sleep. Go back to sleep, sleep Geoff, ssslllleeeeeeeppp...Geoff turned back over, yes! My powers of sleep work!

I sighed in relief and went back to brushing my hair, god, everything is in there. Bit of glitter, a flower, more glitter, a hair tie I thought I lost...more glitter. I almost screeched as I pulled out the hair tie, but I bit into my bottom lip to stop myself. Poor Geoff hadn't got any sleep in awhile.

If I wasn't dreaming about R.A.W and screaming from the nightmares, he was, he would shake all over then when he woke up he would basically strangle me with his gigantic arms, basically no skin would show as he would stretch out till nothing was left. I found it comforting and really annoying at the same time.

I dreamt about water, however it was not free.

It was suffocating.

The bubbles would trap in my throat and me turning through the water, unlike a wave that would dump you in the sea, this didn't make me feel alive with pleasure and pain, I was scared out of my wits. Then I saw scary faces staring at me through the water, they were pointing at me, then they called me by my R.A.W code name (which I forgot when I woke). I was ripped out of the tank and I would be slapped onto the table, things would hurt me, dive into me, cut me from the outside and the inside as I screamed out in pain.

But no one could hear me.

I would be screaming when I woke still.

That was my torture, one of my worst nightmares.

One of the other nightmares I have, is that I'm getting dragged back to R.A.W as I watch my new family and home burn to the ground.

Finally I was able to brush all my hair, so with the hair tie I found earlier I snapped it around all my hair (except for the bits that were too short to hold and hung around my face) before I started to braid it.

Since I let my hair grow even longer, it was now thicker and longer than before, reaching to just above my knees...before I cut it off. Problem with working with other people like me is that you encounter accidents. One being that people with sticky hands that has gunk coming out and people with long hair do not mix, so it was cut to it's original length before I joined the circus. That was about 6 months ago and the last time I brushed my hair really well (also the last time I went around with my hair out around Sticky).

I finished braiding to the end of my long hair before I snapped another hair tie around the end of my hair before flicking it back over my shoulder, feeling the end hit my lower back, and standing up, trying to look at myself in the small mirror. Slight problem with that, if I can see my newly covered feet, I can't see my boobs, if I can see my face I can't see my stomach. I exhaled and blew the hair off my face, Geoff's mirror is way too small.

Then I had a thought, if I moved to the dressing room of the circus they had a big full length mirror that everyone uses before they go on for their act, Geoff spends an enormous amount of time in front of it, trying to fix his spandex suit and make his junk look bigger (not that he needed any help there...better stop thinking about that rrrrriiiigggghhhhhtttttt now).

I quickly jumped and rolled on the ground to the giant blue and green tent, the dark colors to make it all mysterious and fit with the theme of...mystery.

Wow, this new suit is great, the pads keep my blue skin from being grazed by the ground by the extra leg room without it covered means more room to move without it being as confined. And it's nice and airy too, the slightly colder air still whipped my face but it was still pleasant to be around, to feel something that wasn't always water.

It's not that I don't love the water, just that everything is so inviting. The wind, the air, the deep blue of the water, the sun in the sky, the hard ground under my fingers, it's all so welcome after I thought I was going to die in...that place.

Okay, ninja time. I ducked behind a barrel, kinda knocking it over, but still. I ran over and did a flip to jump into the entrance of the tent. "TA-DA!" I yelled, not caring if I woke anyone, the sun was up which meant that people would get up soon enough. I walked over to the mirror near the side, stepping over spilled paint and sidestepping make up tables and costume hangers.

I love the costumes here, they are beautiful.

Since Geoff is an acrobat he has to wear the spandex, he was against it at first, bitching on about it but then he loved it, he was able to stretch further and the outfit stayed on his body since the fabric stretched better than his leather. It wasn't perfect but we were planning on trying Izzy so she could invent some fabric that would stretch, but Geoff was okay for now. Anyway, back to the costumes. We had many skimpy outfits that would show off the body but the dancers for my show would stop the skimpy outfits and would instead wear flowing dresses.

They danced around my tank while I jumped around a little bit in a bikini that just covered everything. I love my act, all I have to do is swim around for a bit then I was done and I was the bell of the show.

Oh the mirror, okay, deep breath and look at yourself Bridge. On the count of three I will look at myself.

1...2... I wonder if I will look hot...3!

I jumped out in front of the mirror and gasped, I think I looked pretty good, like a new action hero. I wasn't the main person, I was the kind of gimmick for the show...but I looked damn hot. And I think with my training that I get from the other performers here I could be more than the gimmick of the team, I could be part of the team. Someone indispensable. I hope I get to prove it some time, I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror.

Pretty hot Bridgette.

I smiled at myself and was on my way out in to the cold air again.

It was pretty loud even for so early in the morning, what were you expecting? People with powers being quiet at 6 in the morning? Hell no! It was quieter in the morning, people practicing inside rather than outside to keep the noise confined by large tarps. One of our shape shifters (who unlike Lindsey could only transform into animals) was holding her son who was currently crying while she looked stressed.

Yes, we do have full on families here, not just runaways.

I walked over to her, "Morning Rose" I greeted her while she bounced the baby up and down, trying to silence him and his cries.

"Morning Bridgette" she said back, looking up finally and smiling tiredly at me. "Did Rory wake you up?" she asked.

"Up long before him and you, as you can tell." I said, pulling out my hair from behind me and showing it too her.

Rose giggled and changed the baby over in her arms "Wow, I'm amazed you didn't scream from the pain." She said while Rory let out another roar of cries, Rose scrunched up her face and I felt pity for her so I held out my arms.

"Let me take him for awhile, you get some rest." Rose almost sagged as she handed me the baby (who was still screaming by the way), I love babies by the way, and Rory usually likes me. He must be teething or something. Rose patted me on the cheek before kissing Rory on the cheek and walking back to her trailer, opening to door and sliding back in. She and her boyfriend had Rory a few months back and we had a huge celebration, he was the most darling child and we all loved doting on him, along with the rest of the kids here.

I bounced Rory up and down. I wonder what kind of power person he would be, his mom, as I said before, is an animal shape shifter (never caught by R.A.W, never sent to the school either. She was a sixth generation Power Person and her parents told her what to expect when she was a teen) and Rory's dad was a wall crawler called Jude (a tenth generation, so he was part of the ancient Power People and was part of the circus since...before he was born) who was part of the same act as Geoff.

They thankfully enough had never been to R.A.W or to any academy like mine, but they knew of R.A.W's intention to bag and tag 'em, basically the plan was always have a seer on hand, but since getting the flu he hasn't been able to spot jack!

It was frustrating to have to move frequently until the seer got better.

But he was being cute and funny, trying to figure out a new show name for himself as he never bothered before. So far he likes Spoiler.

Rory stopped crying in my arms and I was thankful as I thought about code names and families again.

"The great and powerful bubbles" I whispered to the child while a moved him up and down.

I laughed as I looked down at his innocent face while he slowly stopped whimpering "You don't understand what I'm saying, but you are a very lucky little guy" I said, poking him on the nose. Rory giggled and tried grabbing my hand, when he wasn't able to grab it he started to play with his hands. "You are so lucky to be part of a family like this. Most of the people here aren't lucky like you." And before I knew it, I was explaining the whole horrible history of our kind to a 5 month old, who still lay in my arms and stared at me.

After I told Rory my story I simply stared at him, his little eyes sad and a little empty. Just like I was feeling.

I sighed, "I'm confused Rory. I want to be here, I do. But recently" I sighed and blew a bit of hair out of my eye "I've been feeling like I should be doing something."

Before I knew it I saw Rose walking back over to me, Rory was still staring at me "You're lucky Rory, I know some people who were kicked and ran out of town. But you are so lucky, and I'm going to make sure no one is treated like my friends again." I whispered, before I smiled and walked back over to Rose.

People were walking all around us now, getting ready for a new day, some practice before people started showing up for the evening show. It was a lot of work to practice the act and make it perfect as people joined frequently or went off to school...or worse yet. Nope, won't talk about it.

I handed Rory back to Rose who smiled at me "Thank you so much Bridgette, I owe you big time"

"You and Jude do something I don't want to know about?" I asked, knowing that smile all too well.

"Yeah"

"...okay then" I muttered, looking away and seeing people slowly making fires for breakfast and such, the young children waking up and playing with balls or whatever they could find. "He's special, I feel like he really listened to me."

"Oh he should, he senses things"

"Yeah, like all little kids do" I said, watching as little Damian ran past me and Rose.

Rose shook her head slowly before giving Rory a pinkie to suck on, "No, don't know that some children manifest early?"

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Children who are born to long lines of Power People can easily manifest at childhood, or at birth." She said, smiling at her son who was slowly falling asleep, "Rory can sense your distress, he's young so other powers might turn up later but so far that's what he can do. What you are feeling affects him, me and Jude were hoping that he will learn to control that at some point."

"That's...amazing." I muttered, staring back at Rory. This kid could tell if I was calm... I mean, most people could do that...wait a second. "Most children can do that though, knowing how you feel and stuff."

"Difference is that Rory is affected right away, calm person, calm Rory. Mad person, mad Rory. Sad person, sad Rory. I was stressed before so Rory was stressed and panicky, you were calm so you were perfect for him."

"Wow, I thought it was just coincidence that he cried when some of the new people held him."

"Nope, power child right here...and I kind of think he knows what's wrong as well...I don't know, most of this stuff will have to be solved when he is older. I'll see you later Bridge, I think someone wants breakfast" she cooed at Rory who gurgled.

I watched them as they walked away, well, that was weird. So early, this kid was really amazing. A rare child. A rare person. Oh, better get to Geoff before he wakes up. I walked over to where he lived and opened the door as quietly as I could, good, he was still asleep. But he should wake up soon so he could practice with the rest of his crew.

He looked so sweet asleep and I remembered I was so lucky.

After Glison academy I was totally freaked out, the town down in the valley scared me so much I couldn't stand to stay there. We stayed there for a few months until the school year finished and Geoff came to my house for the summer as he told me that he would miss me way to much, but I was depressed. I couldn't be outside, I had to stay in back yard so I wouldn't be risked being seen again and taken away like Courtney or Duncan. But I was restless, I hated the small space. I needed to be free, to be seen.

I needed out.

Then a miracle happened, the Powerful People of Prussia came to my town and Geoff dragged me along to see it. But my skin was a problem, so, he covered me head to toe in a burqa (that my friend's mom lent me when I told her that the way that some people looked at me made me uncomfortable), anyway, the show was magic.

The slit for my eyes wasn't big enough for me to see everything. So I told Geoff to take me again, and then again after that. It was perfect, it was wonderful but then I saw something.

I remembered a couple of people from the school, and one night I saw him flying above us. He was part of the magic act and after the member from the crowd disappeared he burst from the flames with his big bright red wings.

But I remembered him, I was sitting closer that night and I could see his face. I remembered him. So after the show Geoff and I snuck around the back to see him, instead we found a much better sight. People like us, people who were different and liked it.

I felt at home.

Geoff saw me in my burqa and asked me if I wanted to go back to school or run away with the circus.

I bet you can guess what I choose.

It was hard saying good bye to my family but it was like the boarding school, but I told them better, I told them that people wouldn't hate me. I told them that I would be appreciated here and be safe from everyone as I had a cover as long as I wanted. All my brothers told me to write to them every week to hear what was happening, and they also had a chat with Geoff (which consisted of them telling him that if he hurt me they would hurt him).

I sent out an email to Cody, asking him if he could help me out by sending encrypted messages to my family and for them to send mail to me. He was happy to do it, he was pretty much the only guy I kept in contact with.

The difference between our circus and other circuses is that we are at least 5 miles (7.5 km) from everything. Reason being...well...duh.

Better to be safe, plus no one notices as much when a giant tent and a hundred odd people disappear out of thin air when our seer sees something coming for us.

"Geoff?" I asked as I walked in "you awake?"

"Will be soon" he groaned and turned over in bed.

I frowned and cocked my hip to the side, hands on hips, watching him snore away while his girlfriend put so much effort into struggling into a new outfit and stopped herself from screaming in pain when she pulled out knot after knot.

Stupid males.

Oh but I love him so much.

With a sneaky grin I walked over to his bed and bent down so my mouth was next to his ear, "Honey" I whispered in my most sexy voice "I got a surprise for you, but if you don't like it then I'll just take it off so I can try again." Then I licked his ear.

I jumped away as Geoff sprung from his bed. And that's why I love this guy, so subtle. "Okay, I am ready for-" then he saw me at last, Geoff lowered his arms and stared at me "wow Bridge...you look...wow"

"Okay Mr Man" I said, swaggering over to him (did I just swagger?) and shutting his mouth for him "Time to get to work, I have my girls to work with and you have your team."

Geoff groaned "Damn it Bridgette, all excited for nothing"

"How about after the show tonight I make it up to you" I said, kissing him on the cheek and going to the door "I'll get some good food and we'll have a good time"

"Sounds great babe." Geoff yawned "Just get swimming"

I swung open the door and looked back over my shoulder "Love you!" I called out.

"Love you too" he said back before the door closed behind me.

OooO

The show had finally finished and I was ready to fall over and go to sleep, but oh no, I had to hang around with Geoff afterwards so I could give him the make up gift. And when I say gift I mean...well...you know. But Geoff was being such a dick and was still standing around being congratulated and re-telling his story for the 10th time that night.

And I was getting sick of this 'fame' getting to his head.

Tonight was terrifying as something had gone wrong, and not something simple like "oh no, my costume zipper won't do up" it was an "oh shit, she's going to die" sort of thing.

Butterfly, our colorfully winged tight rope walker, had fainted in the middle of her act, she had been really sick for awhile but she still went on tonight. Anyway, she fainted in the middle and Geoff with his quick actions and stretching abilities leapt through the air to catch her. As we all know, gravity doesn't just let you hang there, so Geoff was falling but he was able to propel himself enough in the first place to be near the platform, he stretched his arm just enough to grab onto the platform and hoisted himself and Butterfly up. He was able to save the day and still keep us all secret.

I admit, that was the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life. His quick thinking and abilities actually saved a life.

But now I just think he's being a jerk and taking it too far.

"Come on Geoff" I whispered to him while he finished his re-enactment for the last time. I pulled on him slightly trying to guide him out of the flap of the tent and back to his trailer. But he just stood there and watched me.

"Chill Bridgette" he said coolly as he waved to someone I couldn't see. I whipped my head around to see him waving at that slut, Grace, a girl who had indestructible skin, that's why she was good for the knife throwing act. The girl was a major flirt but she got a reputation as being cold and hard like a diamond when it came to actual relationships. Hence the nick name 'Diamond heart' which stuck.

She was good for a quick fuck but everyone knew better than that.

And apparently Geoff forgot that rule. "Geoff, what the hell? Come on!"

"You know what, I get it Bridge" he said, letting me drag him for a second before I stopped.

"Get what?" I asked, eyebrow raised.

"That you're jealous that you aren't the main show any more."

"Excuse me?" I asked again, turning around to stare him in the eye. This jerk thinks I'm envious of him saving someone? I am so proud that he saved someone but I think he is being the biggest jerk of all time right now and that's why I want to leave. "Jealous of you? How dare you think that? You know what! Sleep by yourself tonight!" I yelled at him, stomping away back to the main tent to where my tank of water was stored somewhere. "You big ungrateful jerk!" I yelled over my shoulder.

I was fuming, I was absolutely fuming. When I get my hand on him tomorrow I'm going to rip him a new one. I ripped back the curtain and walked into the silent theatre, and I stopped for a second, freaked out.

This reminded me of my dream, the one where I'm left alone in the woods.

All alone.

I shivered, no, I was not going to crawl back to Geoff. He was obnoxious and I needed to sleep on it if I ever wanted to forgive him.

So I took a deep breath and kept walking, you know, this place is really creepy at night.

I moved around to the right back of the stage where we wheeled my tank off so other acts could be seen. We cleaned the water every morning but we always left the water in there in case something happened in the middle of the night and I needed to jump in before I suffocated due to lack of water in my gills.

I was so mad right now I wondered if the water would evaporate or something once I hit it, I was so mad.

I felt so low tonight.

And then Geoff makes me upset.

I wasn't used to the egocentric dick, I missed the guy who used to hold me in the night, who would let me cry on his shoulder, I know its been a matter or a few hours but after shows he never acts like that...he was always the guy yelling that we should celebrate a good show and if people said no then we would hang out with friends.

Geoff never talked about himself the way he did just now.

I missed the guy that would be concerned if I wanted to leave early, I miss the guy who used to hold me when he talked, I missed the guy who used to make out with me after the show.

I missed Geoff.

I silent tear fell down my cheek as I somersaulted into the water below, hitting the water with ease as the water filled my gills. My dress from tonight's performance flew around me, making me look like a jelly fish to people who were watching me. My hair that I brushed today was now out and floating around my head, moving softly around as I simply was...still in the water.

Just floating there, breathing in and out as I watched the darkness outside.

Any noise that I heard from the dressing room behind me was muffled and I was glad.

I felt empty.

I was on a path I never wanted to be on.

Performing was enough anymore and I worry that Geoff won't leave with me if I ever decided to move on to Gwen.

I floated gently to the bottom of the giant tank, crossed my legs and sat there, the bubbles from when I sighed slowly moving to the top.

And then I wondered for the first time.

Can you cry underwater?

OooO

I flinched in my sleep, and then my eyes opened. Something wasn't right.

Something wasn't right at all.

I had moved slowly to the back left hand corner of the tank and was asleep but I woke from a sleepless dream.

Something was wrong.

I opened my eyes and moved to the front of the tank and pressed my webbed hands against it, trying to see out.

It was...light outside.

That was strange in itself as usually it was pitch black except for small lights in trailers for the little kids. I had to get out and make sure everything was fine, just to make sure. I swam to the top and quietly broke the surface of the water, then swam over to the side and picked my breathing apparatus from the platform. I opened it up and poured out the old water and filled it up again before slipping it back on.

I breathed easy again. I hoisted myself out of the water, I looked over the side to try and find my ladder and my cupboard where I stored my things for when I slept in the tank, thankfully I stored my shoes and my new uniform in here before I started practice this morning, just in case I wanted to put it on and test it in the water.

I almost slipped on the ladder but thankfully I was only a yard above the ground and just landed on my butt. "Ow" I muttered when I landed, rubbing my ass. I gingerly got up and opened the black cupboard and flung my wet dress inside and quickly changed into my new outfit, not caring if anyone saw me in the nude. The body is beautiful and even though I would be mortified I really don't care. I would rather run around in my uniform and have a risk of being seen in the nude then walk around in a soaking wet dress and get a cold.

Hey, just because I'm blue doesn't mean I can't get a cold.

I heard a creak while I was putting my knee pads on, my head jerked up but I saw nothing. I really have to hurry just to check it out. I put my shoes on and ran out of the room, leaving my dress behind.

This place is really scary when it's dark but what's worse is an unexplained light. I ducked and dodged all the things in the dressing room before I tripped over something and landed on my face. "Ow" I muttered again. Then I saw something that scared the shit out of me.

A man just entered the tent in a camouflage clothes, holding a gun to his chest while he looked around in the room, nodding to an invisible voice, holding a hand to his ear. I almost gasped but thought better and hid under the table before the light would land on me.

Shit, oh shit, oh my god.

What is happening?

Oh my god! I'm going to die.

I looked around, panting, trying to find something that would save me. The man's heavy footsteps drew closer and I started to hyperventilate. I was going to die.

I was going to die!

I looked around faster, my blue hair flicking in my face and getting me in the eye.

Then I saw something.

I saw one of our horns that we used when we had to move quickly when the seer would get a lock on a new future, looking up I saw that the man was looking through some of our outfits. I was breathing really heavy and I was worried the guy would hear me, oh shit there is another one. The first guy flicked him over to him to look through our stuff. I dragged myself on my stomach across the rocky ground, the rocks cutting my arms as I used it to pull myself across.

I have to warn the others.

I have to tell the others to get out of here.

I reached the end of the table I was hiding under the table and took a deep breath.

I have one chance.

I have one chance to reach this horn before they see me, I have to get myself the hell out of here.

The light crossed into my path that I had to jump across.

I held my breath, and I jumped.

"Hey!" the guy yelled as my shadow made a monster behind me, letting everyone see a giant me on the blue and green tarp behind me.

I landed on the ground and next to the horn, the sound would immediately wake everyone up. Even if it meant sacrificing my life as I currently have two guns pointed at my head.

"Too late" I said, before I pressed down and the sound of the horn blasted in my ear.

Then everything was in action, everyone would wake up and we would get away...maybe.

"Big mistake 49034W, we were asked to bring you in peacefully if you didn't try anything. But now-" then he pulled back the trigger. I scrunched up my eyes and prepared to die. Crap, oh crap.

The number he called me, definitely from R.A.W, and why would he bring me in peacefully? Unless they wanted more tests on me. I was going to die, I was going to DIE!

I screamed as I heard the click of the gun, I wasn't ready to die! I still want to see my family! I want to kiss Geoff one more time! I want to have a real life and not be stuck here in my swimsuit and facing my way down the barrel.

I heard the bullet coming towards me but it never hit me, so I opened my eyes to see that Diamond Heart was lying in front of me, no blood but she was just hit by a speeding bullet. The guy was looking at me then at Grace who was only wearing a skimpy blue bra and underwear, she was breathing hard before the guy figured she wasn't dead.

Screams were heard outside, people running and things being over turned.

"A new one" he muttered before he pulled the trigger again and while his other hand was pressing into his ear, most likely into a communication device, I was panting again and crawled over to Grace and tried to calm her down so she could get back up "Blue sky, we found 848967B. Williams would want her, and Frostbite said she wanted the girl."

I jerked my head up, Frostbite? Courtney? Why would she want me?

The guy nodded and looked at me again, taking out another gun. "Goodnight girly" he said, Grace gasped as she woke up but I couldn't look as her as I was looking at the guy.

Then he was punched in the face by a long arm, OH MY GOD! GEOFF HAS COME TO SAVE ME!

"Geoff!" me and Diamond Heart yelled at the same time, I got up and so did Grace. Geoff took the gun off the guy and shot a dart into his neck before slipping it into his stretch suit that he was still wearing from the performance plus his old leather jacket and hat. He had dark bags under his eyes, meaning he had no sleep at all. And he was still here to save me.

I looked around, trying to find the other guy and why he didn't attack, but I saw a knife in his chest. I backed away and held a hand over my mouth. "Oh god" I whispered before I felt Diamond Heart stop me. "Oh god what's happening" I whispered again.

Pain, blood, confusion.

I was meant to escape this.

But...why did I want more?

"Calm down" Grace said back, turning me around quickly and shaking me. "This area has been compromised and we all have to leave. We have our teleporters all waiting with the largest trailers as planned and they will get groups on in the next 10 minutes, one trailer leaving every minute." She then pushed me into Geoff's hands and ran out of the tent.

I looked up at Geoff who was holding me and I kissed him quickly. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." I whispered against his cheek. He kissed my cheek back before he pulled me out of the tent.

"I'm sorry Bridge, quick, the first trailer left but if we-" I stopped him and held him back as a family ran past us and tried to find the bright yellow trailer. But I had to save everyone, the emptiness I was feeling was starting to be filled. I needed to save people, that was my job. But I wanted to leave at the same time, since Courtney was after me...pacifically.

"Geoff, we have to save the others...that's what Gwen would have wanted." I said, looking into his eyes.

Geoff nodded, tipping his hat at me. "Let's go around the front and see if they got anyone captured in the trucks." I nodded at him and kissed him on the cheek before guiding him back out the dressing room. We would go that way and cut across the main area of the circus to make it out the front. I was in a panic, I was running. I was loving the adrenaline rush right now.

The danger was overwhelming.

I was Bubbles.

The stupidly named hero.

"This way" I yelled at Geoff as we ran down the small hall before we hit the main area.

"Bridgette, I'm sorry about before."

"Geoff are we really doing this again?" I yelled at him before I heard someone stumble into our path on the stage in front of us in the theatre, it was dark but the person fell into the light. It was Rose and Rory. And she was bleeding. "Oh my god" I whispered, falling to the ground with Geoff.

Rose was gasping as the wound was seeping blood into her oversized shirt. "I was hit" she whispered, coughing up blood. As Rory cried in her arms, I quickly picked him up to calm him down but he only cried harder.

I had to calm myself down before he got any worse, I took deep calming breaths and tried to think of the beautiful water. Calm down Bridge, calm down. Geoff was ripping up Rory's blanket and was trying to put pressure on her wounds. Rory's screams started to calm down. "Good baby" I said, kissing his head.

Rose gasped for breath again before she looked at me, "If-if I don't make-make it, take Rory to his father."

"You're going to be fine Rose" Geoff told her. Then he stopped.

I jerked my head up as I heard a voice and flashlights started to move around, "GGeeeooooffff" I hissed, bouncing the baby, trying to stay calm.

Geoff was looking around in a panic before he said in a quiet voice "Rose, I know this will be hard, but I need you to shapeshift into something small so I can get us all up to the platform faster." Rose nodded weakly before she made herself into a mouse, Geoff carefully picked her up and gave her to me. "Hold onto her" he told me before grabbing me around the waist.

"Come on Alberta" a familiar voice said as Geoff lifted up his arms onto the tightrope platform and then taking me up with him. A single figure walked inside, his light from his torch moving around, barely missing us. Then the light fell on his face.

Duncan.

He had gone to the dark side.

I was calm, I must stay calm.

Rory started to whimper, I looked at Rose, and she was passed out but the little mouse chest was still moving. I was calm as anything and Geoff was focused on everything else so that meant the third personality in this room was so overwhelming that Rory was feeling what Duncan was feeling from way up here.

"Its okay" I whispered as I bounced him, holding him close to my body. But he just looked up at me with fear.

Was Duncan...scared?

Rory looked up at me again with knowing eyes, and then touched his hand to my face. I gasped as I came over with an image, a scene. I was in the mind of Duncan and this was what he was thinking.

Courtney was lying in a hospital bed, tubes coming out of her arm and she was pale. Duncan was holding onto her hand, "I have to go to that circus now" he then sighed and rubbed his fingers of Courtney's hand.

She laughed weakly, "Oh I really wanted to see that...I miss Bridgette...look, she was the only person half decent to me" she gasped as she sat up and held her hand against Duncan's cheek "Just bring her back to me alive. I want her to work here, no more tests."

I felt Duncan nod as he thought that this was killing her, and the least that he/I could do was bring her someone who was actually nice to her. Plus with Bridgette's skills she would work well...but Geoff would have to be eliminated or at least used as black mail.

I came back as I looked over at Geoff, who was entirely focused on keeping us out of sight. But I couldn't forget the recent information I had gathered.

Courtney was dying.

And she wanted a friend.

Me.

I looked down at this guy, Burn, who thought he was so tough but in reality he was scared for his girlfriend.

Someone else ran into the room, "Burn! How dare you leave me behind! I'm you partner! Gosh!" I heard the undeniable voice of Harold wheeze.

"Frostbite is my partner, you're just filling in for her." Duncan said.

I leaned over to Geoff to whisper in his ear what I just saw from Rory. But he just held his hand over my mouth, knowing that I breathed through my gills. "Don't talk, we're safe up here." he mouthed.

Then Rory whimpered, a flash of light blinded us and I knew that Harold had heard Rory with his stupid sensitive hearing. "Apparently he knows we're here" I sarcastically, trying to stay calm.

"Yes, I can see that!" Geoff said. He pulled out his gun and started to shoot while I tried to hide behind the mast that held up the tent. A flare was sent up at us by Duncan and the fabric above us was set alight.

"Oh crap" I yelled. Geoff came around as shot after shot of fire came right at us. "What do we do?" I screamed at Geoff, letting my panic take over while Rory screamed at me. Geoff wrapped himself around me, like he did after he had a nightmare. Then with one had I could see he wrapped it around and around the first step of the ladder down, before he jumped.

I screamed the whole way down as we free fell. Then when we reached the bottom Geoff let me go and I hid behind the giant pole again, trying to keep away from the fire and the bullets and keep the baby safe. Geoff used the gun he picked up before to shot Harold and as I could hear, the back up.

There was yelling and screaming and I was silently rocking Rory in my arms as he screamed, the fire making me cough as it started to fill up the tent with smoke, the crackling stopping me from hearing what was happening outside except for the loud screams.

"Hey there Bubbles, long time no see!" I heard someone say, I looked up and saw Duncan extinguishing his arm from the flames, landing next to me from the sky...apparently he can fly as well. I screamed but Geoff was too busy trying to shoot a whole bunch of new R.A.W agents and Harold.

My breathing was heavy as I held Rory closer to my body, "I know about Courtney" I yelled. Duncan's face fell but then the hard face was back on.

"I don't know what you are talking about" he growled before he roughly picked me up by the arm. Rory screamed more, my panic was too much and Duncan's fear for Courtney was adding to that.

"Duncan I know what's happening." I yelled at him as I tried to kick him, hitting him in the abs "I was there, remember? You and Courtney need to get out!"

Duncan pulled my arm so that we were face to face "You don't know the half of it" he hissed at me. He wasn't going to let me go, I knew it and everyone else knew it.

So I did the only thing I knew.

I kicked him right in the kiwis.

Duncan bent over in pain, I grabbed Geoff by the arm and screamed at him "We have to go now, the last trip is leaving in 30 seconds and we can't take Rory and Rose. She's dying and the baby is a liability." I told him.

"Okay, let's go. Stay behind me" he yelled at me, then picking up a fallen piece of wood he dragged me to the back. We were running like mad, gun shots and fire was all around and I couldn't figure what was going on, it was terrifying and I was getting scared. Rory was screaming harder and Rose was looking worse every nano second.

Finally we made it to the back, all the trailers except the bright green one, it was the smallest of all and I could see that everyone was jumping onto it. Geoff and I dodged yet more bullets from other R.A.W muscle men and women. I tripped and I was crying, my hair was sticking to my face. I was scared.

I was really scared.

Our people were trapped in the vans these horrible R.A.W people had, we had a crying baby and a dying woman...mouse. Finally we reached the trailer, and it was nowhere near full. Meaning that either the other caravans had people hanging on and risking being left in the Jason...or they were captured, I was out of breath, dirty and scared.

People were yelling and screaming behind us, being captured and shot with darts, I saw Diamond Heart with a simply blowy dress that was cut and burnt in several places, she held out her hands "Give me the baby" she yelled.

I was crying so hard, I couldn't see. Geoff was still holding me as I handed over Rory and Rose. "Rose is in there as the mouse" Geoff yelled at Grace.

She smiled at the baby and he stopped crying as she bounced him softly up and down. Then she tried to move back to make room for us, Geoff and I looked at each other and had a silent conversation. We knew what we had to do, Gwen had told me and my gut was telling me.

"We aren't coming" I told Grace. She stared at me.

"Are you crazy? Get in! You got 5 seconds, come on!" she screamed at us. The baby crying out. Grace was scared for us. Everyone else heard that we weren't getting on the caravan and they tried reaching for us, yelling at Smoky (since he left smoke when he teleported) to not go yet. But we stepped back and waved as they yelled at us.

Then they were gone.

But the war around us still raged on.

I looked at Geoff and he looked at me.

"Let's get out of here. We have to save those people" I yelled at Geoff, picking up a fallen gun and doing that clicky thing.

Geoff grinned at me and kissed me.

Oh how I wanted to kiss back, but we had people to save.

"Come on Stretch Man" I said, picking up another gun and shoving it into Geoff's hands. I ran over to a dead guard and picked up his big gun and swung it around me back.

I was not the same little Bridgette from the circus any more.

I was Bubbles.

Protector of my people.

I had not lost my innocence tonight, but I lost the last of it.

And I was going to make those people who took the first part from me pay.

OooO

So Bridgette is not automatically going to Gwen, she is trying to save her friends who were captured.

Will she ever join Gwen?

Will Courtney be saved and turned into a true elemental?

Will I write faster?

I will give you the last answer, I will try but in retrospect of starting two stories at the same time was not my best idea, I wish I didn't, they both require a lot of words each chapter and are both as popular as each other so I have to split my time. So be patient and keep telling me to write faster and I will!

Also, I'm trying to stick to the show as close as possible, that means that any moves in realtionships that are made in the next season, I will not show immedietly...might show hints but that is all...but as you can tell I'm a die hard DxC fan.

This chapter is dedicated to MK, Happy Birthday! 16 years and you still act like a 6 year old.