OH MY GOD MY TYPING SOFTWARE HAS BEEN CRASHING CONSISTENTLY AND THAT IS WHY I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO GET THIS OUT FORGIVE ME BUT HERE IT IS! YAYYYYYYYYYYY!
Additionally, some asshole claimed that this was HIS idea, and he go into my account and locked me out for a good few months time. His unforgettable words are as follows.
How dare you. Seriously, how fucking dare you. I thought you were original, but I guess not.
You can't go around stealing other peoples ideas when you want to. This was my idea for a good few months, and now as soon as I work on it, it's stolen from the ACTUAL original guy. All this stories popularity is going towards the wrong guy. You're gonna pay for this.
-CUE INEVITABLE HACKING CONSEQUENCE-
So, that's an additional setback. I didn't feel like telling him all O.C stories are original so long as they credit the source(s). At least this will finally be out. But after this bout, suffice to say, I don't think there'll be a TDOC 2, despite the hints and foreshadowing and whatnot. I really don't want another fraud claiming false information about my stories. I might make a TD about cartoons though, since I can't get falsely accused of 'stealing ideas'.
Thank my lucky stars he didn't erase this wonder, even despite that shit he was flapping his gums about.
Regardless, enjoy. I hope you all can understand and can at least enjoy this last bit of story I seem to have scraped(or remembered, if you wanna call it that)from the back of my mind throughout this entire hacking incident.
Chapter 12-Part 2: The Big Finale.
James was surprisingly enough, keeping up with Isaac in the hopes of keeping up with Ashura and Layne, they needed to get to the singing competition before they did as that would ultimately give the team of two the lead to victory and the long-awaited obtaining of a million bucks.
But we'd just have to see of who luck was with today. I mean, it's been a year since the pilot, you've gotta have luck to last this long.
"Isaac, we're so close to them...but maybe I just wasn't meant to win..." James said as he slowly stopped running, eventually coming to a stop, catching his breath. "Maybe I wasn't cut out for this..."
Isaac turned around slowly. "Not cut out? Look at where you're at! You're at the finale of Total Drama! You're on the verge of winning this show after being a lifelong fan of it! Most people would KILL to be in your current position! You've endured two weeks of these challenges, and you can punch me for arguing with you if you want, but you deserve this fucking opportunity!" A tear rolled down his cheek, which James took note of.
"Please. I just wanna look at my supposed mother and say that I accomplished something by helping my step-brother win Total Drama-"
James cut him off with a hug, which Isaac soon returned.
"Alright...I suppose I can get through ONE more challenge." He pulled out of the hug. "For my little bro."
Isaac smiled.
"But, if we're gonna win this...I'm thinking we might wanna hurry." James said as he pointed ahead of them.
"That makes two of us." Isaac said as they both started running down the path.
-with Ashura and Layne-
Ashura was laying lazily against a tree, which Layne was fuming because of.
"What are you doing?! Don't you realize they're hot on our heels?!" Layne yelled at his lazy partner.
"Relax. Last time I saw them they were having some sort of consolation between one another. Boo-freakin'-hoo. We got this win in the bag." Ashura said with a yawn.
"Haven't you ever read that story 'The Tortoise and the Hare'? Where the Hare loses to the Tortoise because he was TOO FUCKING LAZY to get up and finish his part of the race?!"
"Who believes in little kids stories anyways, Layne? You're being paranoid!" Ashura yelled at his partner, who was currently fuming.
James and Isaac then ever so conveniently ran by them. "See ya later, guys!" James said with a triumphant laugh.
Layne then turns to Ashura. "And look who the hare is now." He said with a smirk.
Ashura hurriedly got on his feet. "If you've got time to make stupid jokes, then have the time to catch up with them!"
Layne sighed frustratedly as they started running. "WE wouldn't even BE in the situation if YOU hadn't taken a lazy little SNOOZE."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."
-soon-
James and Isaac had made it a few minutes before Layne and Ashura. Sure, they had wit, but these guys had speed.
Isaac wasn't even breaking a sweat, but James was hacking up a lung.
"S-so… pant what's... pant next…?" James managed to cough out.
"Don't you listen?" Chris said with a peeved look. "It's the singing competition. Get to thinking. And James sings, not Isaac, though you two can duet if you want. OK?"
"Got…wheeze...it!" James sputtered as him and Isaac walked to the stage.
And as if on cue, Ashura on Layne had been able to make it, with a very pissed Ashura in the process.
"It's like you're trying to lose for me!" Ashura scorned in a powerful fury.
"No. Me? Come on." Layne mockingly said. "Its not as if I'd rather do something useful with my time rather than assist you in this competition. That's crazy talk." Layne said, which further fueled Ashuras fire.
"Let's just do this shi-" He started as he noticed Chef raise a frying pan. "...crap." he said, which made him lower said pan.
"You've got singin' to do, boy." Chef said. "It's gotta be you, though, not anime boy." He said as he pointed to Layne, who stuck his tongue out.
"Hmph. I'll get thinking." Ashura said as he stormed off.
-soon-
James had been on stage with Chris and Chef in the judging table, as where James had been expecting to sing a song. That was not an infamous ear rape tune.
"What are you going to sing?" Chris asked the teen.
"I'm gonna sing 'Don't Wanna Know' by Maroon 5." James explained as he turned on the beat himself, gripped the mic, and sang the song like he was living it.
"I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, oh
I don't wanna know
Wasted (wasted)
And the more I drink the more I think about you
Oh no, no, I can't take it
Baby every place I go reminds me of you
Do you think of me? Of what we used to be?
Is it better now that I'm not around?
My friends are actin' strange, they don't bring up your name
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, oh
I don't wanna know
And every time I go out, yeah
I hear it from this one, I hear it from that one
That you got someone new
Yeah, I see but don't believe it
Even in my head you're still in my bed
Maybe I'm just a fool
Do you think of me? Of what we used to be?
Is it better now that I'm not around?
My friends are actin' strange, they don't bring up your name
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, oh
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, oh
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, oh
I don't wanna know…"
Chris and Chef both gave a 9 to James, which was an eighteen in total. That was enough to let him pass.
"Alright!" James exclaimed with joy.
Isaac stretched his arms. "Now we just wait for the other one. That Smash Brothers challenge requires two, no?"
"You are correct." Chris said. "Whenever he's ready to show up, we can move on with this and one of you can and will go home one million dollars richer!"
James smiled at the statement. This had always been one of his favorite shows, and he never thought he'd have made it to the finale, let alone the merge. This was a dream come true. A once in a lifetime moment. A-
"Alright, we're finally here!" Layne's voice said as he suddenly appeared. "Mr. Lazy over here decided to do a little snooze. And make this go on for longer than it should..."
Chris cleared his throat. "So, Ashura, what song are you going to sing for the challenge?"
"This is Gonna Hurt by Sixx A.M" Ashura said near immediately, unenthusiastically, and emotionless as well.
"Fine." Chris mumbled as he played the music to the song. "Sing, sailor mouth."
Ashura gripped the mic, took a deep breath, and began to sing the tune;
"Feels like your life is over
Feels like all hope is gone
You kiss it all away
Maybe, maybe
This is a second coming
This is a call to arms
Your finest hour won't be wasted, wasted
Hey, hey, hell is what you make, make
Rise against your fate, fate
Nothing's gonna keep you down
Even if it's killing you
Because you know the truth
Listen up, listen up
There's a devil in the church
Got a bullet in the chamber
And this is gonna hurt
Let it out, let it out
You can scream and you can shout
Keep your secrets in the shadows and you'll be sorry
Everybody's getting numb
(Everybody's getting numb)
Everybody's on the run
(Everybody's on the run)
Listen up, listen up
There's a devil in the church
Got a bullet in the chamber
And this is gonna hurt
You got your hell together
You know it could be worse
A self-inflicted murder
Maybe, maybe
You say it's all a crisis
You say it's all a blur
There comes a time you've gotta face it, face it
Hey, hey, hell is what you make, make
Rise against your fate, fate
Nothing's gonna keep you down
Even if it's killing you
Because you know the truth
Listen up, listen up
There's a devil in the church
Got a bullet in the chamber
And this is gonna hurt
Let it out, let it out
You can scream and you can shout
Keep your secrets in the shadows and you'll be sorry
Everybody's getting numb
(Everybody's getting numb)
Everybody's on the run
(Everybody's on the run)
Listen up, listen up
There's a devil in the church
Got a bullet in the chamber
And this is gonna hurt
This is gonna...
Listen up, listen up
There's a devil in the church
Got a bullet in the chamber
And this is gonna hurt
Let it out, let it out
You can scream and you can shout
Keep your secrets in the shadows and you'll be sorry
Everybody's getting numb
(Everybody's getting numb)
Everybody's on the run
(Everybody's on the run)
Everybody's getting sad
(Everybody's getting sad)
Everybody's on the run
And this is gonna hurt
This is gonna hurt."
Chris and Chef both gave him 8.5's. A total of seventeen, which is sufficient enough for him to pass.
"What now?" Ashura and James both asked in unison, which made them stare at each other weirdly.
"The Smash Brothers challenge, people. Honestly, I feel you people do not listen at all." Chris cleared his throat. "Both of you will have a character judged by the wheel. Whoever it lands on, you will be that person in the VR." He said as he spun the wheel for James.
James examined the wheel closely, anxiously awaiting his appearance.
Within a matter of seconds, he was transported into the VR wearing a certain red cap, overalls, gloves, and the trademark mustache, as well as the unmistakable accent!
"...It's-a me, Mario!" James said with enthusiasm.
Not too long after, Ashura had appeared in the VR with scaly skin, a spiky back, horns, and an appearance only the devil would enjoy. He was Bowser. All Ashura did was laugh evilly, a common, albeit very predictable, if not cringe-worthy, super-villain trait.
Outside of the VR Isaac was hoping silently, but Layne was on the verge of squealing.
000-confessional-
"The greatest canonical video game rivalry of all time is about to commence, and I'm going to be able to witness it! ...well...even in spite of the fact that it IS virtual reality...but regardless! I don't care who wins, just so long as I can go home and say I witnessed Mario and Bowser fight for fame and fortune!" Layne said to himself triumphantly, though he was then struck with the realization that nobody might be reading this story anymore, due to the fact it's been ten months since a chapters been uploaded. "...at least the story will finally come to an end."
"I'm OK with fourth walls at this point." boomed a hidden voice, which made Layne gain an odd look.
000-end confessional-
"Also," Chris suddenly said, "whoever is the winner of this portion of the challenge automatically wins one million dollars!" he exclaimed with glee, arguably for either the fact that he was putting on a fake expression for the ratings, or the mere fact that this season would finally end after eighteen long months.
With that being said, James and Ashura wasted no time in fighting each other. With James throwing out fireballs and dishing quick blows, to Ashura breathing fire and making attacks fly with sharp claws and tough force all around. It was a tough match nobody knew who would come out victorious.
James was heavily breathing throughout the entire second part of the bout. He was duking it out with unarguably the biggest shit-talker on the entire island, and yet he still had the lower hand, due to his considerably smaller stature, and, to the trained eye, lesser fighting experience, by the looks of it. Ashura obviously has had his hands dirty more than once by the performance of his fighting style, in regards to respectablity.
It was unpleasantly dirty, even for Bowser standards, but he guessed that whatever got the job done, it was no doubt that Ashura would use that towards his gain, as shown by his previous accomplishments in challenges prior to this one.
Ashura was nowhere near breaking the same sweat as James, though he had noticeable looks of exasperation of tiredness on his face, primarily from annoyance that James had been such a fighter. (Well, I mean, with a temper like THAT, who wouldn't, right?)
Even if it was fun, Ashura knew that he had to stop toying around and get serious. Bowser is, by no surprises, a fucking brute. And, as stated before, he would use that to his advantage, as long as it gets the job done.
Ashura got James in a grab, much to his dismay, and threw him off the stage with no sweat, immediately acting out of his lag. Ashura was ready to swoop in for the kill and take the million dollars as prize. All the while he had a menacing grin on his toothy mouth, possibly in hopes of striking fear into the heart of James.
But while there is a possibility of defeat, one thing is certain; there's no scaring James. (except if it's a clown. Because, seriously, fuck clowns.)
James, as if on cue, had suddenly went into deep thought. Time seemed to slow down. Thinking of all the times he and the others had such fantastic times. Like on the boat, conversing with his soon-to-be friends or foes.
"I joined to help my friends." Scarlett said. "I'm gonna help my friends and I have a better life if I win the money."
James nodded to her reason. "I just joined to make friends." He said as he took a sip of water. "But...just a tip of advice..." He slammed the cup of water down with force, causing a slight crack in the cup, making others eyes go wide. "Do NOT get on my bad side, okay?"
The others nodded immediately.
Thinking back to that moment made him smile, though he didn't know he smiled.
He thought about what he did at the singing competition, which no doubt earned honest chuckles from the other contestants.
"Alright, James. What are you going to sing, man?" Duncan asked the teen.
"'Watch Me Whip/Nae Nae' by Silento." He said, doing his best to hold back a smirk.
Chris nearly flipped. "No! NONO! NONONONO! I will give you an 8, Chef will give you an 8, and Duncan will give you a 9 if you do not sing that song!" Chris yelled in mercy, somewhat.
James shrugged. "Okay, fine. I'll accept my score of 25 points." And with that, he turned to walk back to his team. But he was chuckling through the walk back.
000(Begin confessional: James)
"Sure, I am a nice person. But being nice comes with its perks." He chuckled. "One of them is being as clever as a fox." He then snapped his finger. "But, nevertheless, I'm willing to help people and get them outta trouble when the time presents itself. If it ever does." He shrugged. "Well, we'll cross the bridge when we come to it!"
000(End confessional: James)
He did know he smiled, maybe even laughed a little. But time kicked back in gear when he narrowly avoided a sharp claw to the face, knowingly coming from Ashura, who looked enraged.
"Why won't you just die?!" Ashura said, rage obviously peaking in his tone.
James rage suddenly became apparent, with fiery rage coming to life in the form of a blazing palm(get it? FIERY rage? ...I'll leave.), James cocking his hand back, in Ashuras general direction.
With him still having his double jump in him, he gracefully jumped over Ashura, which made the sun block out from his view, as James' form was blocking it entirely. Then, before everything came to an end, as if by an angels whisper, James made his anger perfectly clear in a single, effective move.
"Cause I don't take peoples jobs." is all James spoke.
Suddenly, it hit. James blazing hand coming down with an overhead blow in a scorching rush, right onto Ashuras head, thus sending him automatically downward due to both of them being airborne. Ashura desperately tried everything in his power to get back to the ledge, but it was no use. The blows dealt to each other in the early match really did take a toll on both of their abilities to think on survival. When it came down to it, one strong attack was all that was needed to end the fight.
A wail of defeat came from Ashura as he struck the blast line, leaving James to his feeling of astound. He just won Total Drama, a feat that many teenagers only DREAM of achieving! James could hardly believe it. He didn't think it was real at first, that he was just dreaming, and the real day was meant to come yet.
But, when they both came back from the VR set, and every voted off contestant was there, congratulating him, he got a reality check, as he got tons of praise, congrats, and arguably the greatest hug in his life from two of the greatest people in his life. Those people were Isaac and Emily.
Emily planted a solid kiss on James cheek, with an affectionate 'I knew you could do it' afterwards, with a smile that James always finds pleasant.
And Isaac was crying tears of joy. He had a famous step-brother, so, in transition, that sort of made him famous. But he didn't care about the fame. All he cared about was that James managed to pull it through and win this emotional rollercoaster of a game show.
Isaac then looked James in the eyes, then James looked right back, and what James said next would change his life.
"I love you, bro. I never could of done this without you. Without both of you." He said as he embraced both Emily and Isaac in a warm, tight hug.
That made Isaac hug him even tighter. "I love you, too, bro." was all Isaac managed to say, which James replied with a lighthearted chuckle and an affectionate rub to his head.
Meanwhile, however…
Ashura was silently cursing James, on how he had a stroke of luck, and on how everything was supposed to be his, and yadda yadda yadda. But, regardless if he spoke too loud, James seems to have broke the hug and come walking towards him.
Before Ashura could open his mouth to retort something offensive, James beat him to the punch. "You know, if I were the typical guy, I'd leave karma to deal with an dishonorable mutt such as yourself."
"What's your point, Thompson?" Ashura retorted angrily.
"Well, thing is...I'm not the typical guy. I don't wanna wait for karma. I'll just beat the shit out of you right now." James said smoothly, albeit fiercely.
Then, before he even knew it, Ashura was taken aback by potentially the hardest blow to the face he'd ever received. He had fallen over nigh unconscious as a result. James wasn't even shaking his hand from the force of the punch. Our James has got quite some muscle!
Chris handed him the briefcase, chock full with 1 million dollars, just as he promised. "It's now all yours, James. Do what you will with it."
James looked at the briefcase full of money. He knew he wasn't gonna become an egotistical maniac just ause he had some green to line his pockets, nor was he gonna become a snooty douchebag due to him having the 'Total Drama' win underneath his belt.
No. James has the love of his life next to him, a chock-load of new friends, and a younger stepbrother that practically idolizes him, which is kind of also the brother he always wanted, but never had. With all of this in tow, money is nothing compared to the RARE treasures he gained here.
"You know...I got a good feeling about the future." James said, to which Emily and Isaac both nodded in agreement.
Everyone was conversing about what they were gonna do after they got back home, all varying with topics dependent on the person. Amidst all the chatter, Chris finally turned towards the camera to give the outro.
"Wasn't that the season?" Chris asked the audience. "We've seen these people transform from nervous tennagers, to people willing to put up near anything just to win a challenge. Some things really do change." He and Chef then looked to an unconscious Ashura, to which Chef gave a hearty laugh. He's hated him since day one.
"But, alas, the winner was James, and we are left to wonder; 'What's he gonna do with the cash?', Or 'What's his new life gonna be like?'. Or perhaps questions towards the others, such as 'What're they gonna do knowing they didn't win TD?', or 'How do they feel knowing they did not win one million big ones?'. All I gotta say is, I leave that up to you." He said, with a smile that actually looked sincere.
"This is Chris McLean, and here I am, on Wawanakwa Dock, giving the outro for the last time on Total...Drama...Island!"
-screen fade to black-
So...this is it.
I can't really say on how sorry on how in regards to how late this is. I really can't. I mean, some of it's my fault, on procrastinations part, but seriously, we all do that.
I...want to apologize for whats happened. My writing software has kept crashing, schools getting in the way(with finals and all, so it's not exactly easy finding free time for this.), and alas, the hackers who think they're big and bad since they have the skill to get into others accounts. But, seriously, it's not cool. It's just wrong and dishonorable, and actually rather creepy. You want your privacy, don't go around disturb everyone elses, you goddamn creeps.
Instead of using your technological prowess to good use, you instead use it to ruin hard work and the imagination of others, to the point where I have just got to say that you've gotta get a fucking life, guys. Go out and do something with your life rather than ruining the fantasy and creations of others. Especially if you claim 'unoriginality' on a story involving original characters. (There's 7 billion people in this fucking world. Go and find some and don't waste my time with your fake claims. Make your story with different characters behind it, I don't care, but just don't drag me into your lying bullshit, you dumb fucking fraud.)
I'm not saying all hackers are bad. I just hate the ones who think it's fine to get into others accounts and think they're getting off scot-free, tampering with your shit. Those to put their hacking skills to good use, however, y'all have got a good place in this squids little heart. (Or, one of them, anyways.)
But, I digress. I'm seeming to be getting off track. You're seeing a side of me that you guys don't deserve to witness. All I say is that, if anyone is still around reading this story(this has been miserably abandoned for all the wrong reasons), I just say, thank you. Hell, thank you is arguably an understatement at this point. You guys are what got me through these tough times. You got me through when I battled depression(like, the suicidal thought sort of depression. Glad that's over.), for when I had roadblocks, or when I just needed someone to talk to. You guys have been there for me every step of the way, and I can't be ever more thankful. The internet has good people, great people, and then there's you guys, which is a title that is honorable on any extent. Throughout eighteen long months, you guys are what kept me motivated to slowly but surely finish this story, and finally get this burden on the thought of this being unfinished out of my head. Cause, seriously, I do sometimes feel worried about that particular thought, not gonna lie.
Whenever I get around to it, I will gradually contemplate making a sequel to this piece. I figure it'd be something useful and fun to occupy my free time when I'm not absorbed in something else(on the procrastination part, Fire Emblem has fucking consumed my SOUL.). But until that day, I guess there's nothing else to say but stay tuned, and, like any other person who likes this story does, hope. Hope like your character won't get voted off. Because I wanna have something to look forward to if I ever come back to this. I'll consult my brother(OctoRiter. Check him out, he's a GREAT author.) for tips on how to improve this stuff, because I have high beliefs that some portions of this work were rushed. Severity depends.
Ready for the truth? Ready to stop reading? Because that's all. That is absolutely, positively 100% all I've poured out of my three hearts(yes, I am obviously keeping this squid shtick up. Don't like it? Don't read the concluding message. Probably the first time I really don't care what you do in all honesty). Now, who is ready for that long-awaited outro? (Okay, maybe not long-awaited, but it's fun to dream, right?)
*AHEM*
Until next time, I am Inky Zzarzz. And I will see y'all later!
-Inky Zzarzz