Episode Thirteen: Shooting Sanity

Episode 13! Yay! Okay, so yet another challenge thought of by Morgan, because I still suck at thinking of challenges. Like seriously. I'll think of all the drama and all of the dialogue, and then be stuck without a challenge. But anyway, please read and review! Thank you!

TDU, Conductor's Room

"Last time on Total Drama Universe," Chris began. "In honor of Valentine's Day, contestants had to go to the Himalayas, and had to retrieve a bucket of heart with their respective mascots on it. While climbing the mountain, Tails attacked Joey, repeatedly saying that 'someone had to die'. Angel carried him up the mountain and used one of the hearts from the other Team, causing Team X to vote off Knuckles. Who will win? Who will crash and burn? Find out right here, right now, on Total…Drama…Universe!"

(Theme Song GOTTA GO FASTER FASTER ANNOYING SONIC X)

First Class, Team Y

Melaney and Angel were sitting in one of the booths in First Class, the Yoshi with a bundle of carnations in her hands. "I can't figure out who gave these to me," she said as she stared at the flowers. "They didn't say anything on the note…"

Angel coughed something in to her arm that sounded a lot like 'It was Sonic!' and looked at the flowers as well. "Maybe—" she stopped when she heard a snapping of stems and watched as Melaney took the flowers out from under the table, accidently broken. She sighed. "Melaney, remember during the rebellion when I said 'I don't know what the hell type you would be?'"

"Yeah?"

"I just figured out that you wouldn't be a Grass-type," she replied.

"Why?" Melaney asked.

"Because you just snapped the flowers in half," she said as she stood up. "I'm going to go check on Tails while you…get tape or something." She began walking toward the rooms of first class.

First Class, Tails' Room

Tails was lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. Why didn't she tell me? he thought. And why did I attack Joey instead of her? Is the doll trying to get her guard down, or—a knocking sound came from the door, prompting him to sit up. "Come in."

Angel entered the room and closed the door behind her. "Hi," she said quietly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I guess," he replied. Then, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

He walked over to her and parted a small area of fur on his chest, showing a small bloody area. "That's from a knife," he said softly. "I tried to kill myself, didn't I? Why didn't you say anything?"

She sighed. "You already seemed really stressed out by whatever's going on, so I didn't want to put more on your shoulders to think about. I was going to tell you later."

He covered up the bloody chest area, then took her hands in his. "Why do you trust me so much, Angel? Even after I tried to kill you so many times, you still stick around…there's got to be a reason."

"It's because I…I…" she sighed, then hugged him. "Because you mean the world to me." After a few seconds she let go and turned to the door. "I'll see you later, okay?" He nodded as she disappeared in to the hallway.

Bathroom Confessional

(Angel)
"I was so close to saying it, but why didn't I? I do feel that way, but I don't know how to make it come out! Why does this have to be so complicated…"

Loser Class, Team X

"I can't believe that no good echidna betrayed us!" Rouge growled, doing a screwdriver kick in to the wall. "'The heart has to do with the Master Emerald' my—"

Shadow groaned. "It's not like you wouldn't do the same thing."

"What do you mean?" Rouge growled angrily.

"If someone offered you the Master Emerald and all you'd have to do is throw the challenge for your team, you'd take that offer up in a heartbeat, wouldn't you?" He then walked up to her. "And how do we know that you didn't fake that note so you could get him thrown off?"

"She wouldn't do that!" Red exclaimed.

Shadow backed away from her. "I've got my eye on you, bat."

Trip groaned. "Don't you guys have anything better to talk about other than the fact that we lost? We should be thinking of a new strategy to beat the other team so we can land in First Class and not here."

"Well what ideas do you have, Mr. Basic-Stuff?" Amy snapped.

"I say we take our strongest competitors and actually split them up," Trip said. "Yesterday was the second time we lost a challenge because too many of us were in the same spot. If at least one of us had taken the path on the right, we could've had a chance to get up there first. And we made the same mistake at Walmart too. There were too many X's in one place."

"Okay," Mike said, "But that only works for challenges were we have to find or avoid something. What about the challenges where we have to work as a team? We suck at that!"

Trip was about to respond, but stopped when Chris barged in to the room.

"It's challenge time!"

Las Vegas Desert, Shooting Range

The contestants were gathered in a desert near Las Vegas, a few targets positioned about a hundred yards from where they were standing. "Welcome to Vegas," Chris announced to the others.

"This isn't Vegas," Gwen said dully. "This is a desert outside of Vegas. Seriously Chris, when are you going to start figuring out where we are?"

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU GUYS SAY, WE'RE IN LAS VEGAS!" Chris shouted. He sighed. "Okay, today we have a very special challenge," he announced with an evil smirk. "You'll be shooting guns."

Bathroom Confessional

(Tails)
"Great…another chance for the doll to try to kill my girlfriend…"

Shooting Range

Chris placed a box of guns in front of them. "Each team will have one player that will compete in a shooting match for them. Any questions?" No one bothered to raise their hand. "All right! You've got five minutes to choose who shoots. Go!"

Shooting Range, Team X

"I'll do it," Shadow said, taking a gun in his hand.

"And why should you?" Phineas asked, glaring at the dark hedgehog.

"Because I've got more experience using them," he shot back. "Unless you want to question me, Phineas." He pointed the gun at the boy's chest. Phineas only rolled his eyes. "Good," Shadow said, putting the gun down. "Now let's do this."

Shooting Range, Team Y

"I'm shooting!" Morgan exclaimed, grabbing a gun from the box.

"Why should you?" Joey asked, crossing his arms. "You can't aim a wand, why would you be able to aim a gun?"

Morgan shrugged. "Just trust me on this one, okay?"

The others shrugged and went to do whatever. Angel stayed in Ash's shadow, trying to get out of the way of the sun. "What're you hiding for?" Ash asked.

"It's too hot out here," she said uncomfortably. "I hate the desert."

"Well that would make sense since you're an Ice-type," Ash said thoughtfully. "But do you really have to sit in my shadow?"

"Yes," Angel replied.

Ash sighed, then turned to Sonic and Starfire, the Titan having an apple sitting on her head. "What're you doing?" he asked curiously.

"Starfire bet that I couldn't shoot an apple on her head with this gun," Sonic replied, a pistol in his hand. "Open," she opened her mouth, allowing Sonic to put a muffin in. She gave him a thumbs up, then flew to the other end of the shooting range.

"Isn't that a little dangerous?" Ash questioned.

"No, it's perfectly safe," Sonic said sarcastically. He raised the pistol and pointed it at Starfire, then shot. The bullet missed the apple by only a few inches.

"Fee?" Starfire giggled through a mouthful of muffin. "I told you fo!"

Sonic dropped the gun back in the box and looked down at Angel. "You okay? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine," she replied, but clearly she wasn't. "What do you care, anyway?"

He shrugged. "I just don't want Tails to go on another spaz attack worrying about you. It's like the one thing you both have in common." Angel was about to reply, but Chris interrupted again.

"Okay," he said. "Get your shooters to their stations. It's time to start the challenge!" Morgan and Shadow headed over to the targets while the others followed. Melaney just happened to shoot Meowth in the butt with her tranquillizer darts, having nothing else to do. "Secret agent," she whispered, then followed the rest of the crowd.

When Chris and the others arrived at their destination, he began to explain the rules. "It's very simple," he said. "Each gun that you hold has five bullets in it. First one to hit the target dead center first wins! Shadow goes first!"

While Shadow was shooting at his target, Tails turned to Angel, who was still sitting in Ash's shade. "Are you feeling all right?"

"Yes," she lied, and rather weakly as well.

"No you're not," he said, trying to help her stand up. She cringed as she rose to her feet, an increasingly painful cramp in her stomach. Tails could see how weak she was as well by the amount of weight she was shifting on to him, and the fact that she was sweating profusely. "I think you're suffering from heat exhaustion. We need to get you inside."

"Tails, I'm fine—"

"No, you're not," he repeated, putting his arm around her. "When I had hypothermia you took care of me, right? Now I'm going to take care of you." The two of them began walking slowly back to the train as the challenge continued, and in to the Hospital Car. He sat her down on the bed. "I'm going to get some ice. You stay there."

"You do know that I can make the ice myself, right?" Angel asked.

"No," Tails said again. "Stay there and rest. I can do it." He walked out of the room to get what she needed and closed the door behind him. She smiled at his overprotectiveness. It was sweet, really. The way he felt as if he needed to repay the favor of her saving him twice from dying of the cold. Maybe—

She stopped when a sudden headache came over her and laid down on the bed, feeling nauseated. Maybe there really is something wrong with me… Tails then came back in to the room, an ice pack in his hand. He placed it on her forehead as he helped her remove her sweatshirt. "Man, you look terrible."

She smiled. "Thanks. That's what every girl wants to hear."

His cheeks turn red with embarrassment. "Um…you know what I meant." He walked across the room and turned the ceiling fan, then handed her a bottle of water that had been sitting on the table. "You need to stay hydrated. Replenish electrolytes and stuff."

She shook her head. "I don't feel good. I'm going to be sick if I put anything in my mouth…"

He stood up and turned toward the door. "I'll go get Brock then. He'll know what to do." He ran out of the room, ready to find the Pokemon Doctor, but stopped in his tracks.

"It's time to finish her off once and for all, Tails…"

"No…please," he whispered, falling to his knees on to the ground. He felt the hot white searing pain tearing through his chest once again, his lungs burning for oxygen, but they wouldn't take anything in. His head felt like it was going to burst as the pain went through there as well, muddling his thoughts. Then he thought no more.

Shooting Range

Duncan looked around the shooting range, trying to find their two missing contestants. "Hey, do you guys know where twitterpated went?"

"You mean Tails and Angel?" Zoey asked.

"No, he means Eggman and the pink fluffy unicorn jumping on rainbows that lives in his butt," Joey said sarcastically.

Zoey stomped on his foot, then looked at Duncan. "Haven't seen them," she said casually. "Where do you think they went?"

Duncan shrugged. "I just hope we'll actually have someone who can shoot straight if Morgan messes up."

Hospital Car, Room 2

Angel opened her eyes when she heard the door creak open. "Hi Tails," she said, seeing him walk in. He didn't respond, making a chill go down her spine. "Please don't tell me you're…" as if on cue, he looked up at her, allowing her to see his black, soulless eyes. He raised a gun from his side and pointed it at her head, his face expressionless, as the familiar click went in to place. She slowly backed away against the wall, her eyes on him the entire time. "Now think about what you're doing, Tails," she said shakily. "You're about to shoot someone who thinks a lot of you…and we're on TV…I wouldn't be so quick to pull the trigger—" BAM! He pulled it, just barely missing and making a glass vase next to her shatter in to a million pieces. She ducked behind the bed as quickly as possible.

He walked around the room, trying to find a way to corner her. He was stopped in his tracks again when she tackled him to the ground, making him send various shots everywhere, one of them nicking her ear. She let out a tiny yelp of pain, then tried to wrestle the gun out of his hand, but it was to no avail. He kicked her off, then stood up and pressed it to her forehead. The gun clicked again as he stared at her, face still expressionless.

"Whatever I did, I'm sorry," she said softly. "But before I die, I just want you to know that I—" she stopped when he dropped the gun and fell on the floor, suddenly twitching violently. She expected to see someone standing behind him with a taser, but no one was there. Little did she know he was trapped in a nightmare.

Tails opened his eyes and looked around. He was in an underground prison, the only light coming from a barred window above. He was sitting on the floor, his arms and legs chained to the wall, his tails tied up with scratchy rope. In a sudden flash of red light, the doll appeared in front of him, its black eyes staring in to his soul. "Hello Tails," it said, the demonic voice ringing through the cell.

"Where am I?" he asked in a shaky voice. "What did you do to my friends?"

"Why don't you take a look?" the doll asked. It pulled out the orb of his free will once again, allowing Tails to stare in to it. He gasped at what he saw. Sonic was lying on what looked a cement road. His joints bent at unnatural angles, and blood ran from his mouth. His neck was twisted the wrong way, and his eyes stayed open, but didn't move. The doll stood at the top of the building next to the street. It had shoved him off the building, to his death.

Tails' eyes began watering. "Why did you do that?" he asked, trying to keep his voice stable, but was failing. "I don't understand…"

"Now let's look at what happened to the girl, shall we?" The orb began glowing to change the scene as Tails tried to look away, but the doll grabbed his head forced him to see Angel's fate. His stomach flipped when he saw it.

Her body was sitting in a dark empty room, multiple gashes cut across her clothes and in to her, all of them bleeding. But that wasn't the worst part. There was a metal sword shoved in to her stomach, and was visibly protruding from the other side, blood shining against the weapon. Her eyes were open, but dead and lifeless. Her mouth was open as well, blood dripping from it as she stared lifelessly at the floor.

It was too much for Tails to bear. He shoved the orb away, burying his face in to his knees and arms, sobbing uncontrollably. The doll grabbed the back of his head and forced him to look up in to its soulless eyes. "Now it's your turn." It pulled out the knife and grabbed Tails' arm, then began slashing deep cuts in to the veins, and one on the inside of his elbow. He sat there and said nothing, only adding tears to the puddle of blood that surrounded him. The doll grabbed his other arm and began doing the same thing, the satisfying sound of metal cutting through flesh with each swipe. It pulled out another knife and began rubbing them together to sharpen them, making the horrible screech of nails on a chalkboard. Tails shrieked in pain, covering his sensitive ears with his bloody arms. The doll looked at him.

"Oh, is this hurting your ears?" he asked in a taunting voice. "I can fix that…" it then floated over to the fox, then grabbed one of his ears, and cut it off with the knife. He screamed again, his voice hoarse, but he couldn't do anything else. Just scream. The doll then floated behind him, taking his tails in its hand. "You're parents abandoned you because of these, right? I can fix that too…" it slowly sunk the knife through one of his tails, then began sawing back and forth, back and forth. It did it slowly, bit by bit, to draw out the horrible pain the fox was in. After a few seconds the tail landed with a satisfying flop on the ground. Tails stared at it as tears of pain came from his eyes, watching as it squirmed on the floor, although it was unattached to a body. The doll yanked on the other tail, taking out the knife again and cutting through it, causing even more blood leak on to the floor. The young fox screamed in agony as the knife drove deeper in to the appendage, but the doll would not let up, and continued to saw away. After what felt like hours, the other tail became unattached as well, and squirmed on the floor with the other one. Feeling dizzy from the loss of blood, Tails closed his eyes to pass out, but the doll wouldn't let him. "Don't you dare," it growled. It took out a needle and stabbed him in the neck. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through him, preventing him from passing out. The doll took out the knife again and stabbed him in the side, more blood leaking on to the floor. It put the knife away.

"I think that's enough, don't you?" the doll asked. Tails only groaned in pain, the adrenaline keeping him from the luxury of dying. It shrugged, then disappeared in a flash of red light, leaving the kit alone.

Tails sobbed in pain as he slowly raised his blood-covered arm to his side, trying to cover up the wounded area, but it was no use. The blood leaked through it, soaking his pure white gloves in crimson. After a few minutes the aroma of salt water passed his nose. 'The ocean?' he thought. 'But it can't be…' as if on cue, salt water began rushing in to the room through the window above, mixing in with the blood that surrounded him. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't; he was too exhausted and dizzy to move. 'I have to get out of here…' He attempted to get up again, and succeeded, putting his hand on the wall for support. The water was up to his stomach, the salt rushing in to the wound on his side, causing the feeling that it was on fire. He shrieked in pain again, only to do it louder when the water reached the stumps of what used to be his tails. The burning was agonizing, so much that it would make anyone pass out, but of course, he couldn't. The water was now up to his chest, filling up the cuts and wounds on his arms. He opened up his mouth to scream, but it was filled with water. He spat it out as he tried to kick and swim, but he was too weak. He felt the water rise over his head, as he held his breath, knowing that he only had a matter of time before it would all be over.

'Only a few more minutes…' he thought. 'Then this'll be all done…'

His lungs burned for air, but there wasn't any. He could feel death wrapping its arms around him, pulling him in to an embrace to where there was no escape. His eyes slowly closed and he went in to an eternal sleep.

"Tails?! Tails, wake up!" Angel shouted, shaking the fox's shoulder. His eyes suddenly shot open, wide and filled with fear. He sat up abruptly and threw himself in to her arms, wrapping his own around her torso and sobbing in to her shoulder. She could only sit there and hold him, confused by his sudden behavior. "Everything's fine," she said as comfortingly as she could. "Nothing bad happened…" he continued to cry in to her shoulder however, his body shaking with every breath that he took in. A few seconds later, Brock and the others rushed in to the room. "Where the hell have you been?" she asked furiously.

"We were at the challenge!" Brock defended himself. "What happened?"

"I don't know, he attacked me and started twitching!" Angel exclaimed. "Just help him already!" Brock rushed to her side, prying Tails away from her as he kicked and thrashed, unaware of what was going on. "Is he gonna be okay?" she asked quietly.

Brock shook his head. "I don't know, but he needs help now!" he and Nurse Joy rushed in to the room next door just as Chris entered.

"What is going on here?!" he exclaimed. "One minute we're in the middle of a challenge, the next you're all—"

"Just drop it, Chris," Gwen growled. "You're contestants—or should I say play things—are falling apart because of this stupid show! Haven't you ever thought, for maybe just one second of your life, that this show actually could hurt people?!"

Chris sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever," he groaned. "Morgan won the challenge anyway. Team X, head to the Elimination Room. One of you is going home."

Bathroom Confessional

(Phineas)
"What could the doll have been doing? Is it toying with Tails? Heh, either way, I'm benefiting! The million is mine!"

(Georgia)
"I'm voting off Shadow for making us lose the challenge! I mean seriously?! Who the heck loses to Morgan?!"

(Sonic)
"Angel is lucky that we won today. Doesn't anyone else find it strange that whenever he 'attacks' her she's usually the only one there?"

Elimination Room, Team X

Team X was gathered in the Elimination Room, each contestant holding a cupcake except for Shadow and Amy. "Team X," Chris began. "This…is the final cupcake. Whoever doesn't get it must take the Jump of Shame, and never come back. Ever. Shadow, you're here for losing the challenge to Morgan. We all thought you had it in the bag, dude. And Amy. I'm guessing that you were just being plain annoying as usual. Either way, the last cupcake goes to…" there was a long dramatic pause, then, "Amy."

Shadow rolled his eyes while Amy caught her prize. "I don't need you pathetic humans and your money," he growled. "Tell the faker I hope he dies in a hole. Chaos Control!" he then took out a Chaos Emerald in a flash of light, and disappeared before Chef could catch him.

Chris shrugged and turned to the camera. "And that's another contestant gone. Who will win next? What will happen to Tails? How long is it until I get sued for animal cruelty? Find out next time on Total…Drama…Universe!"

Episode 13's done! Yay! So honestly, I think Tails' dream in this chapter was actually scarier than the Tails Doll creepypasta. I mean let's face it. It sucks. It's cheesy. And downright too obviously fake. But anyway, please leave a review! For Q of the Week, honestly, I want to hear what you think will happen next to Tails and Angel and the others because of the Tails Doll and blah, blah, blah. Thank you so much! See ya later!