The twenty-two teens can do nothing but stare at the second TV displaying that robot. It looked a bit rusty, but it worked indeed. What intrigued several was that the voice sounded awfully familiar, but no one could quite remember to who.
"Hello guys and gals. You see, you are all teens. Twenty-two teens, to be precise. All sixteen and similarly nothing but flawed. You may not know me, at least in person, but I do know all of you. You all are different, but you all share one thing in common: all of you go to the same school…"
When the robot said this, everyone gasped. Wawanakwa High was too big, so if they were in different classrooms, which was likely the case, it would be unlikely for them to have met. Perhaps some of them had seen each other briefly at the halls, but nothing notable to remember.
"A place where you all exhibit your worst flaws, which have never been corrected by your parents. However, if you haven't learnt in the "good cop" way from your parents, I will teach you all in the "bad cop" way, dudes. As you may have noticed by now, you are all trapped inside an abandoned building. If you wish to escape, you will all have to set your differences aside and work together. However, on the way to freedom, you are gonna come across several "tests". No, these aren't hand-written assignments like you often do at school. These are a real deal, but have you dudes wondered why are you divided in groups of eleven? After you make a few of these tests, whether you pass them or not, once ten of you remain, five in each group respectively, I will merge you guys, to see if you work well in case you have suffered any "losses". You will see what I mean later on. A word of advice? Be cooperative with your teammates and careful with your choices, as a wrong one isn't going to get you send to detention. Who is going to make it to the end? Let's wait and see."
XXX
"Hey, robo-dork? Nice joke, how the heck are we going to escape from here, uh?" asked Duncan.
However, the image dissolves into static and the TV turns off.
"I don't think that was a live transmission, bro" responded DJ.
"Sounds like a recorded message" affirmed Geoff.
"Definitely. I think we should…" started Harold saying.
"Okay, people. Let's not lose any more time" interrupted Courtney, annoying Harold "First, let's look for an exit out of this room. I'm sure this is just a prank set up by any immature class clowns and we are going to be all fine"
Everyone obeyed her others, but Courtney noticed Harold's annoyed expression.
"Anything you want to add, Harold?" asked Courtney.
"Well, I was going to say that. Because I attended Detective Steve's Mystery Camp…"
"Perfect then" interrupted Courtney again "In that case, start looking for an exit like all of us. The faster we find a way out, the better. And then we can go after whoever set up this stupid prank"
"Don't you think that maybe this is a real thing? I have heard in the news about…" wondered Harold.
"Courtney! We found something" said both Katie and Sadie in unison.
"Wow, Tweedledumb and Tweedleidiot found it?" said Duncan.
"Duncan, don't call them like that" sternly said Bridgette "They want to escape as much as the rest of us"
"Whatever, Malibu" scoffed Duncan.
"It's just a prank, Harold. That's it. I would have expected someone like you to know better" said an exasperated Courtney, but Harold chose not to protest. He secretly wished for everything to just be a prank from some class clown, especially if the news he had heard in the last months were true…
Courtney and the others walked to the wall where Katie and Sadie said they had found something. They all touched the wall and quickly realized that it was covered with some kind of camouflage paper. They all grabbed the paper and ripped it off, revealing a covered metal door.
"It has an eyehole" said Sadie.
Geoff went to see through it.
"I don't see anything, guys" confirmed Geoff.
"Bingo, we did find the exit, eh" remarked Ezekiel.
"Yeah, like it if were that easy, homeschool" responded Duncan "Do you have a key?"
"Shouldn't we look for one? suggested Harold.
"Leave this to me!" declared Tyler "This a job for a jock like me!"
While Harold went frustrated to look for a key while everyone else stayed by the door, Tyler went to the door and tried to pull it open. However, he didn't move the door at all and failed miserably.
"Move, flimsy dork!" barked Eva "I'm not losing any more time by seeing you trying to open this when you clearly can't!"
"But I can!" protested Tyler "Just give me another chan…"
"Zip it!" ordered Eva "This is an easy job for me"
She proceeded to try to open the door, but she didn't manage to open it either.
"So easy, eh?" asked Ezekiel "You know, if only any of my brothers were here…"
"Shut up, homeschool!" yelled Eva.
"Eva, calm down" said Bridgette.
"Listen, dorks. If anyone here has a chance to open this, that's this mountain of a man" insisted Duncan, putting a hand on DJ's shoulder "Go for it, big guy!"
"Thanks, bro" chucked DJ "I will do my best"
DJ proceeded to try to pull the door open, but he still couldn't move it. Duncan and Eva started to lose their patience.
"Can I try again?" proposed Tyler.
"Tyler, shut up!" said both Duncan and Eva.
"Don't stop it, DJ!" ordered Duncan, who was touching his pockets for some reason "If there's no key, I have a way to open this thing"
Duncan leaned on his knees and used his knife, which he took from one of his pockets.
"Thanks a lot whatever dork who abducted us forgot to deprive me from this little friend" cockily said Duncan, proceeding to use it to screw the doorknob out and mess with the door's mechanism.
"Duncan, are you sure this is safe?" asked DJ.
"Chill, big guy" responded Duncan "I have done this before to open butchery refrigerators"
Meanwhile, as he touches another of the walls, Harold finds a hole covered by camouflage brick paper and finds something there: a key.
"Hey guys! I found a key!" noted an excited Harold.
Everyone turned around to see Harold with hope.
"Hey, Duncan! You heard it. Harold seems to have found the key!" said DJ "Just screw back the doorknob and…"
"I'm nearly done, just wait me a min…" Duncan said.
However, Duncan's knife accidentally cut a cable that wasn't supposed to be cut, activating the Magnum Eyehole. What was this? A security trap connected to the door, consisting of a Magnum gun, which was activated to fire through the door's eyehole. The bullet went through there and finally reached DJ's face, passing through his head via his left eye, instantly killing the big Jamaican boy.
"Aaaaah!" screamed everyone, especially Duncan, with a mixture of shock and surprise.
"Gosh! I said I had the key, idiot!" yelled Harold.
"Don't point out my mistakes, dweeb!" replied a distraught Duncan "How could I even guess that the door was rigged?"
Duncan had just finished speaking when, without warning, the door opened and a speaker was turned on.
"Hahaha. Looks like our game has just started. Too bad one of you has already died, as I did hide a key to open this door without activating the gun. Now you dudes see why I left that knife at your disposal? Looks like you all have a long way to escape"
Everyone didn't know what to say.
"Well," intervened Ezekiel "Seems like this is a real thing and not a prank, eh. Unless all that blood's fake and DJ is into it"
"Of course it isn't, homeschool!" harshly responded Eva "Well, you hear the psycho, people. Let's move. And be careful wherever you step, okay? If not for Juvie asking for this brickhouse's help, the shot would have claimed me"
"Or me…" nervously whispered Tyler.
"Okay, guys" interrupted Harold, clearing his throat, getting everyone's attention "I think there's something you should all know… We must have been kidnapped by…"
XXX
"Oh great. So RoboCop has kidnapped us and plans to keep us here unless we play some stupid game" said a desperate Heather, who had stood up along with everyone to hear the robot's message before the TV turned off "Any of you have any ideas to remove these darn leather collars?"
"Wow, good reference, girl" nervously said Cody.
"What? Just because I'm pretty and popular doesn't mean I can't watch those nerd movies" sharply responded Heather.
"Including those really old" sarcastically pointed out Noah.
"I'm popular too and I like to see any movies!" exclaimed Lindsay giddily "If my memory doesn't fail, I'm sure we may have seen each other at the cheerleading practices, right, Heather?"
"Whatever you say, Lindsay. Anyway, you all better shut up your mouths or I'm going to make a living hell your lives at school from now on, got it?" threatened Heather.
"That's IF we make it out of here" mused Gwen.
"Gwen's right, people" said Leshawna "You heard it, guys and gals. If we wish to make it out of here, we all have to work together. Izzy said it: we have been kidnapped by a serial killer"
"Over my dead body! I'm not doing it. It's kinda evident this is all just a stupid prank from some losers who just want attention. Good luck finding all of you your own ways out" sarcastically responded Heather.
"You sure this isn't just an elaborated prank, gal?" rhetorically asked Noah, interrupted Leshawna before she could lash out at Heather for her insolence.
"Of course it must be" said Heather "That robot was likely made by those nerds from the robotics class, right Noah? As a bookworm, you must know about those things, right?"
"That's stereotyping, Queen Bee" cooly said the bookworm.
"Excuse me," interrupted Cody "but I have been in the robotics class, yet no one knows how to do a robot like that"
"But Izzy said that…" started saying Trent.
"Are you going to believe that ginger weirdo?" yelled Heather.
Trent looked at Izzy sympathetically, but Izzy had apparently not paid attention to what Heather said. She was trying to bite off her leather collar.
"Maybe she is the one who put us here as part of a prank, don't you think guys? Either way, I'm getting out of this leather collar and leaving all of you here. I'm gonna figure out my own way out of here" confirmed Heather.
"Why?" asked Beth.
"Because you all, with the exception of Lindsay and Justin, are annoying dorks that are making me mad! I should be partying with my fellow cheerleaders and some handsome football players right now!" explained Heather.
Everyone glared at Heather for her words, with the exception of Lindsay and Justin, who had managed to get away without an insult. Lindsay just had a silly smile on her face and Justin preferred to look at himself with his mirror, which his abductor mysteriously hadn't taken from him.
"If she is not doing it, I'm not doing it too. Not offense, but I would like to go with her to that party and meet some cool jock" said Lindsay proudly, making Heather smile satisfactorily. Popular teens should support each other. One of high school's rules.
"Okay, spoiled little daddy girl, you are getting on my nerves!" said Leshawna "Whether you like it or not, you, me and everyone here is going to work together! Understand?"
"Make me, ghetto glamour!" said Heather.
"Awesome! There's gonna be a chick fight!" cheered Owen, making Noah, Cody and Trent smile.
And just like Owen had said, Heather and Leshawna started to fight. They slapped each other, punched each other, pulled the other's hair respectively, etc. Typical chick fights.
"I bet ten bucks that Leshawna is kicking Heather's ass" proposed Cody.
"I bet five" said Trent.
"Why do you two bother betting?" asked an amused Gwen "Kinda obvious that mall-shopping, pony-tail wearing girl is gonna lose"
Despite the situation, Trent and Cody laughed. However, Cody did so nervously. First time that a girl liked any of his jokes. On the other hand, this was possibly the first time both boys had seen the girl smiling. Why did she always look gloomy?
However, even though everyone, minus Heather and Leshawna, was having a good time in spite of the precarious scenario they were in with their fight, the funny moment was brief when Leshawna, in a fit of rage, pushed Heather in a harsh way that made Heather pull her leather collar's wire too much, activating something, after which a speaker was turned on.
"Well, well, well. I thought you were going to easily escape from this trap after hearing to my first message plus the clue I left for you…"
"What clue, motherfucker?" asked Heather.
"…but seems like you didn't. Thus, unless you work really fast, I'm afraid some of you may lose here"
As the speaker said these words and the contestants struggled, a platform opened at the floor and a glass box full of keys came in. But this wasn't the only thing appearing in the room, as v-shaped razor blades appeared behind each scared contestant, scaring them.
"The box you see there is full of keys, but listen to me, you guys need eleven specific keys for each of your leather collars, but you only have two minutes and there are more than eleven keys there. There's no key that opens more than one collar, so don't bother trying the same key between yourselves. Will you all get free? Win or lose, make your choice"
The countdown started in a timer placed on the wall and, needless to say, everyone screamed.
"Do you still think this is a sick prank?" sarcastically asked Gwen, who much to everyone's surprise, did sound somewhat concerned.
"I'm going after the keys!" said Leshawna, running towards the box.
"Oh no! You sure are going to not take mine! I'm going too!" responded Heather.
Both girls run towards the box, but doing so forced their teammates back towards the razor blades, making all the girls and boys scream.
"Shut up! Going to look for my key and then you all go for yours!" said Heather.
"Are you joking, white girl? Throw all the keys you can to them!" ordered Leshawna.
"Isn't that against the rules maybe?" asked Heather.
"DO IT, BITCH!" yelled Leshawna.
Scared of the African American girl's loud scream more than of the razor blades, Heather threw all the keys she could grab in her hands towards her teammates, with Leshawna doing the same. Everyone started grabbing the keys, trying to open their collars and then trying with others if the ones they had used didn't work.
Suddenly…
"I'm free!" yelled Izzy.
"Hurry up, guys!" said Gwen "We only have some seconds left!"
Then…
"I'm free too!" celebrated Owen.
"Yes!" celebrated Heather "This one did it!"
"Same here" said Trent.
"Epic win!" remarked Cody as he broke free from his collar.
"Why none of these work?" complained Noah.
"Mines don't work either!" responded Beth.
"Mine works!" said Justin. However, rather than passing other keys to the rest, Justin kept looking at himself with his mirror.
"How you do open a collar with a key?" asked Lindsay cluelessly, not having even bothered to try the keys.
"Stop complaining and keep searching!" ordered Leshawna.
Suddenly, an idea popped in Noah's head.
"You, pretty boy!" said Noah to Justin "Break that mirror of yours!"
"What?!" asked Justin.
"We can cut off these darn leather collars with glass shards!" pointed Gwen out.
"No way, people!" denied Justin "This mirror is the only thing that helps me to maintain these looks!"
"Break it, for fuck's sake!" barked Leshawna.
Justin tried to protest, but before he could say something, Izzy snatched the mirror from his hands and shattered against the floor.
"My precious!" cried Justin.
Ignoring him and recovered from having the pain in their necks, unlike others, Trent and Cody grabbed some glass shards and gave them to Noah, Leshawna and Beth, who proceeded to cut off the leather part connecting the wires to their collars, but Trent opted to cut off the leather from Lindsay's collar, as she had no idea what to do with the glass shard, while Cody opted to help Gwen with hers so she could escape faster.
"I can do this alone, you know?" said Gwen.
"You must do it faster!" pointed out Cody "Don't your prioritize your survival?"
"You know nothing about me" cooly said Gwen just as she got free from her collar.
"I'm nearly done…" remarked Beth.
"I'm ready too!" exclaimed Lindsay, having been freed thanks to Trent.
"Did it!" said Leshawna.
Noah was also free. When did he free himself from his collars? No one saw it*
"Ouch! My finger!" cried Beth.
Everyone turned around to see the glasses-wearing girl. A glass shard with blood had fallen to the ground while Beth grabbed her bleeding finger with her other hand. She had accidentally cut herself.
"Hold on, sister! I'm coming to your rescue!" said Leshawna.
But it was too late. The countdown finished and all the leather collars were pulled towards the razor blades, including the broken ones. All the collars hit above the razor blades without problem, but not Beth's. Having failed at breaking free, Beth did nothing but scream as she got pulled back towards the razor blades, which swiftly decapitated her, her head falling down immediately afterwards.
"Aaaaah!" screamed everyone, even the crazed Izzy. Owen proceeded to throw up, making the rest feel sickly.
"Nooo, Bertha!" said Lindsay.
"That wasn't her name, idiot!" responded a shocked Gwen.
"Okay, okay!" interrupted a terrified Noah, who looked at his nauseated teammates "This is definitely not a prank. Izzy's right. This is a serial killer's job… This has been done by…"
XXX
In both rooms, Harold and Noah say the same name to their curious teammates.
"The Drama Killer!"
So we are here with the second chapter of Total Saw! Sorry everyone for the delay. This is my first fanfic and I had planned to post this chapter past September, but a combination of issues prevented me from posting it there, so to compensate for the delay, I'm going to try to post two chapters in one month to make up for the wait. What to know one of my reasons? I felt uninspired but then I saw Saw X and it revitalized my love for Saw, so if you haven't seen it, check it now!
That said, what do you think of this story mixing Total Drama and Saw? Another cool dark fic in a similar vein to Despair Island or Island of the Slaughtered? I hope it becomes as known as those two stories among the fandom, maybe to the point of having a TV Tropes page, but I'm gonna let you guys do the work if you like the story! XD
As for all the fans of DJ and Beth, I'm really sorry for disappointing you guys by killing off them in this chapter, but this wasn't their story to shine. Perhaps the fact that these two are some of the most scaredy contestants of the first generation would have made annoying for them to refuse to face any of the traps you are going to see in further chapters, but long story short, I couldn't think of any storylines for them.
* Unless you got it, this is a reference to how Noah "teleported" to Lake Wawanakwa in the series premiere even though the animators didn't have him jump like the rest of the Screaming Gophers.