Total Drama Extreme
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Narutox?
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Story Start
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It was the next day and the Wolves were in a better mood. Mainly because per usual Naruto was being friendly and convince both teams to share stories over a camp fire and smores.
DJ shared his fear of snakes, which considering how jumpy he could be was a fairly logical fear. Beth went on and on that her mortal fear is being covered by bugs. Harold's scared of ninjas and even Heather admitted of being scared of sumo wrestlers. Throughout the night they shared their fears without realizing they were providing the fodder for their own torment.
The following morning, Chris came to the lodge during breakfast and called for attention. Everyone assumed that he was about to give a challenge briefing, since three days had passed since the last one.
"Campers, your next challenge is a little game I like to call Phobia Factor. Prepare to face your worst fears." as always Chris was doing his dramatic speeches. The campers had been gathered in the mess hall.
There was fear in Leshawna's eyes as she speared a piece of the gray, meatlike substance that the campers called "zombie sausage" and said, "Worse than this?"
"We're in trouble," Gwen pronounced.
Chris had randomly selected a card and announces, ''Now for our first victims. Heather, meet us all in the theaters.'' with a cocky look Heather took a sip of her drink. ''Its sumo time.'' the announcement resulted in her spitting out onto Trent's face.
Though, Chris was far from done with his announcement. ''Gwen, you, me the beach, and a few tons of sand."
Gwen pales and let out a small gasp.
Lindsay cut in, "Wait? How did they know those were your worst fears?"
Gwen face palms, ''Because we told them at the campfire a few nights ago."
Chris concluded his briefing by saying, "The team with the most brave souls wins. And before you ask, yes, I realize that having extra players gives the Foxes an advantage. Deal with it."
The campers finished their meal in near silence, worrying about what might lie in store for them.
Beth was the first to face her trial. Chris led the campers to a Plexiglas chest that bore an unfortunate resemblance to a coffin. Giving Beth goggles and a dust mask, he told her to put them on and to lie down in the coffin, face up.
When she had done so, two interns carrying large canisters began to pour a mass of insects and worms onto the farm girl, starting at her feet and working their way up.
The ruling was simple. Beth had to stay submerged for a certain period of time. If she screamed or banged on the lid she would simply be disqualified. An intern produced a stopwatch and clicked it. Silence filled the area as everyone watched in anticipation for whether Beth had the stones or not to pull it off. After a minute or so, , the intern flipped up the lid and Chris bade Beth to stand.
Beth unsteadily rose to her feet. She stepped out of the coffin and stood, shaking, whilst the interns brushed her off. She removed her dust mask and goggles and staggered a little way off, then dropped to her hands and knees. Between her pale expression and shortness of breath it was obvious that the poor girl had nearly went through a panic attack , but was able to tough it from. Cheers erupted from the Wolves.
''And Beth sets the bar way high.'' Chris quickly moved on to the next challenge.
Leshawna was up next. Chef had stepped up bringing up a small cage of spiders. Inside were Eratigena agrestis otherwise known as Hobo Spiders. Thankfully Chris had enough sense to go with a none poisonous spider.
"I understand you're afraid of spiders," the host said, his expectant grin giving the lie to his mild tone. "I want you to reach in and scoop up one of them without hurting them."
Ever since she had stumbled too close to a Hobo spider nest as a child she was terrified of them. Finally, with a heavy heart, she turned to her teammates. "Sorry, y'all," she confessed, unable to look them in the eyes, "I can't do it."
Chris then led the campers to the amphitheater. There, he bade Heather stand on the stage, and invited the other campers to take seats in the rebuilt bleachers. As the Wolves captain stood nervously, mentally preparing herself as best she might, the host grinned and theatrically called out, "Enter sumo wrestler, stage left!"
At the same time some of the other campers were instructed to go with chef or one of the interns for their challenge. In terms of danger, Owen and Izzy had one of the more, extreme ones. Chef Hatchet had took them aloft in a ramshackle light plane that looked like it could fall apart at any moment. Numerous patches on the fabric were plainly visible. As they went up pieces of taped were torn off from the wings, revealing deep splotch marks and large cracks.
Owen and Izzy were screaming bloody murder at the fancy moves Chef was doing. The plane soon crashed and both managed to survive without so much as anything but their nerves shot to Hell and minor injuries. In relief they both kissed the ground in relief.
Harold, who was in the process of taking a deuce, was soon ambushed by a squadron of ninja in the bathroom. Though instead of panicking he calmly took out a pair of nunchaku, surprising the ninja as he effortlessly began twirling the end of one with unknown expertise, moving it from hand to hand and around his body with fervent fluidity until he clocked himself. Though, since he didn't run off it counted.
Heather barely glimpsed the menacing form of the giant before tripping backwards and cowering into a ball.
"Unless you want to take an L you need to face your fear Heather." Chris warned her.
Heather was too frightened to immediately comply. The wrestler circled around her making noises that could not be articulated.
"If you don't stand up to him you lose." He warned her again.
Finally Heather regained some form of composure and immediately regretted it. Despite the rotound experience of the sumos it was actually muscle that made up most of their body despite the appearance of fat. With a grunt and something of a battle cry he charged.
When it came down to it Heather was a manipulator. She used her words. She prayed on weakness and insecurities and manipulated people. She was not a fighter. And without her primary tools to use for defending the asain had no choice, but to flee costing the Wolves a vital number they needed to help stimey the Foxes advantage.
"Great job fearless leader." Leshawna mocked the girl, still feeling bitter about the whole team switch.
Now it was DJ'S turn to face his fear of snakes.
At the amphitheater, an intern brought out another cage containing a fair-sized snake. The snake took in the warmth of the sun as it slithered out of its cage. It was a large brown garter snake nearly two feet in size with yellow stripes marking its body.
"A common garter snake. Interesting." Naruto commented as the others turned their attention to him. "Does anyone else have knowledge in species in reptiles? I learned a few tid bits from a trainer from one of my movies, but I don't know that much about them."
"I have some knowledge, but I don't recognize it." Cody remarked.
"We can always ask Chris?" Leshawna suggested and Naruto shook his head.
"I wouldn't bother with it. He'd probably twist it to torment D.J. or mess with us. Regardless, Chris wouldn't be stupid enough to get a snake that deadly and risk the network being sued."
D.J. of course, who had been called down to the stage was not in ear shot of this discussion and heard none of it. He was going to have to face down his fear. If he had something to use on the snake he might have been able to approach it, but his fear won out and he couldn't do it.
Bridgette had entered the woods to face her fear and had not returned yet.
Now it was Gwen turn who was currently being buried under the sand in a box. ''There's enough air for an hour. You only need to do five minutes.''
''As long as we decide to dig you up,'' Chris cut in, putting insecurities into the Goth's head.
''Not funny Chris,'' she angrily snapped, trembling as she tried to keep her breathing under control.
''Geeze...take a chill.''
''I'll be listening the whole time.'' Trent assured her with the walkie-talkie in his hand. ''Just yell for me when you panic and I'll dig you right up.'' he added, dropping the other one through the hole.
In the woods Cody was left with a ticking time garbage bomb being watched over by the intern Michelle.
Back with Gwen and Trent, the latter was talking with the former, trying to keep the other from panicking when he was freaked out by a mime and ran off.
''Trent...TRENT!'' Gwen began to panic, unaware of the fact that the guitarist had dropped his walkie-talkie in a panic. During his flee he managed to pass the campers who had either completed their challenges or hadn't had one assigned to them yet.
Back with the others on another part of the island. ''Oh man, that looks really, real man.'' Duncan said nervously. His thing was that he had a fear of stand-ins of celebrities. It was by far one of the oddest phobias.
''You know what Duncan. It's okay, we won't hold it against you,'' Naruto began, ''...it's just one point. We'll all pick up the slack for you. You give in, but you'll have to wear this if you do.'' Naruto brought out a very frilly pink shirt with the words 'I'm a Bitch' in silvery glittery letters on it. ''And I think it's just your size.'' he added with smirk.
''Uugh! That's so mean!'' Katie spoke up, quite frankly surprising the hell out of blond. ''Don't listen to him.'' Katie spoke encouragingly. It's just cardboard. We all have something we're afraid of.'' she said, itching the wig and shuddering a bit. She and Lindsay arguably had the lamest of the phobias of bad hair styles. ''But like my mama always used to tell me fear is nothing but fear itself, or something like that.'' she said, placing her hands on his shoulder and giving him a shove. ''Now go out there and win.''
Duncan took a deep breath and exhaled. As freaked out as he was, Katie's encouraging words and his desire to prove Naruto wrong spurred him on to conquer his fear. The Foxes cheered.
''And as soon as our favorite Goth gets back the foxes will be up by one. Not looking good wolves.''
''Aah shit,'' Naruto suddenly said, recalling the fact that Trent was just chased past them no more than a few moments ago. In the amount of time it took for Duncan to get over his fear it would have been well over the timeline Gwen was supposed to get out by several minutes. Despite his teams cries he shot off.
Geoff suddenly found himself hit by a shower of hail which by all logic and weather related matters should not have been possible. Something unusual was definitely going on. Geoff had run by Chris who was somehow controlling the hail cloud.
''You think you could make it go lower and pelt him harder?'' Trent uncharacteristically asked.
''You are one sick dude,'' Chris replied before added. ''Yeah,'' and did so. Geoff's intensified wails of panic and fear escalated.
''Aah that's awesome.'' he said before he stopped and ponder something. ''Hey? You ever feel like you forgotten something?''
''Sometimes, I usually ignore it and the feelings go away.'' Chris chuckled. Now he would have hinted at the fact the guitarist had forgotten about Gwen, but it was so obvious to nearly everyone they were feeling each other that Chris planned on milking down for ratings. This decision was supported by the fact he already reminded the others of Gwen's fate and that Naruto had left to go find her.
''You can do this...only four hours and fifteen minutes to go.'' Bridgette softly murmured to herself. The sound of caws further unnerved her. ''Don't even try and start to freak me out Producer people!'' She was startled by a loud explosion that seemed to be not that far away.
She turns toward it and sees what looks like a garbage covered creature heading towards her.
Bridgette screams and runs off, leaving a dazed and filthy Cody behind.
Meanwhile at the beach. "HE LEFT ME HERE?"
Gwen's angry response was countered by a calm and rational explanation from Naruto.
''He was surprised by his challenge. Facing your fear head on is not an easy thing. I'm sure as soon as he finishes his challenge he'll be right over.'' he did his best to console the angry goth.
''As soon as he done?'' she asked, her breathing still fragile. ''I could have suffocated. Where the hell is the camera crew at? They can invade our privacy, but they don't have the decency to check and make sure I don't die?'' Despite her attempts to calm her down the Goth angrily stored off.
Just as fate would happen Trent had ran onto the beach. ''Gwen I...'' she flatly ignored him, refusing even to acknowledge his presence.
''You kind of screwed the pooch on that one Music Man.'' Naruto stated. ''Oh well, pickle,'' he asked, pulling out the sour food in an effort to cheer up the dejected guy.
Justin, whose fear was allowed harm to come to his beautiful face immediately, failed his challenge as he ran in the opposite direction when his overactive imagination assumed that the blow torch Chef was carrying was going to be used to mar his face instead of another challenge that was still in the process of being set up. Chris and Chef shared a look and shrugged.
''The score is tied ladies and gentleman.'' With Bridgette, Geoff, Justin and Leshawna unable to face their fears it came down to the final challenges. ''And now we get down to the final challenges. With both teams tied its up to one of their remaining team members to conquer their fears. Next up is Courtney.''
''But it can't be me.'' she argued. ''I didn't...''
Chris interrupted her. ''You didn't have too. We're ALWAYS watching you and your... reactions."
Thinking back, Courtney reacted rather fearfully to the lime colored desert that Beth presented.
The second to last challenge was presented. A pool sized pool of green jello (such a waste of food) was presented and Courtney's goal was to dive into it.
Duncan couldn't help but snicker. ''You're afraid of jelly?''
''Shut up!'' she angrily retorted. ''Only the green kind, it's like sugary, jiggly snot.'' she added and shuddered in disgust.
Chris began to speak, ''You can face your fear dive straight into the pool of jelly or let your team lose the challenge.''
Reluctantly Courtney went over to the diving board, letting out a cry of 'this is insane' before she took a deep breath and took a step in front of the ladder. ''I could seriously die doing this.''
Some of the other campers jeered, making comments to unnerve Courtney. She got to top, ignoring the comments as she peered over the side. Her stomach began to knot up and her legs threatened to give away. A nervous sweat broke down and rolled down her cheek as she began to queasy. After a few moments Courtney began to panic, clasping her face in shame. ''I can't do it! I'm...''
''DON'T GIVE UP!'' Naruto shouted up to her, interrupting her surrender. ''I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT COURTNEY! YOU'RE MISS C.I.T. REMEMBER! SHOW THEM! SHOW THE ENTIRE WORLD YOU'RE NOT A COWARD! I BELIEVE YOU! NOW JUMP DOWN THAT BOARD AND EARN US A WIN!''
Naruto's words stroke a chord and causing unfamiliar warmth to build in her. With the encouragement of the blond Courtney found herself able to gather up her courage. Swallowing, Courtney closed her eyes and dove right in. Shortly afterwards everything went black. ''Hey! You okay!'' Courtney slowly came to at the sound of the voice.
''W-Where am I?'' Courtney groaned, clutching her head and coming too.
''You're in the medical shack. You blacked out upon hitting the jelly.'' he informed her as he helped her up.
''What happened? D-Did we win?'' she asked as Naruto grin and nodded.
''Of course.'' he said as he sighed. ''My fear was losing someone I cared about. Since I was the first to act and to fish you out of the jelly it counted as my task.''
Courtney couldn't help but blush at the admission. ''Thanks...'' what was it about this guy that made her feel so bashful? Courtney decided that she would get the truth out of one of the others later. She was sure with a host like Chris it wouldn't have been that easy.
Meanwhile the Wolves were gathered at the pit prepared to accept elimination.
Chris was announcing, "You know Gophers if you don't start winning this isn't going to make for an exciting game. Those Foxes are curbstomping you, so much for balancing the teams. So time to pick who you want to be eliminated as one of you is going home.''
''I'm going with Heather because quite frankly I don't trust her.'' Gwen stated.
''Our so call leader is just some nosy, bossy girl only looking out for herself. I'd trust her as far as I can throw her skinny ass.'' Leshawna stated.
Heather began, ''Quite frankly Owen has to go. He's fat meaning he's not athletic and he eats a lot and without a doubt if we go on another camping related excursion we might need all the food we can get. Not to mention he can hardly back up any of his boasts and that muscle-bound freak Eva is all the benefits of strengths without the drawbacks.''
Beth spoke next.'' I'm going for Owen, because Heather said he was the biggest threat to the team.''
''Sorry Omar,'' Lindsay simply stated.
Owen began to speak. ''Oh man, I guess I'll go with Eva. She's kind of scary.''
''Lindsay!'' Chris read off the first name to get a marshmallow.
''Trent!'''
''Gwen!''
''Beth!''
''Leshawna!'
''Cody!''
''Eva!''
"Campers," Chris announces, "This is the last marshmallow goes to...''
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..."Heather," she grabs the marshmallow grinning.
Owen slumps and Chris pats him on the back looking surprisingly sympathetic, "Sorry dude the Dock awaits." he sympathetically remarked as the overweight teen made his way to the boat. Owen entered the boat, and sat, rather sad that he was going home so early.
''Why hello...'' Marcus greeted the teen who let out a rather high pitch cry and hid behind a bench. ''How would you like a second chance at this game?'' upon hearing this Owen's eyes lit up.
''Would I?''
''Good, first order of business. Time for you to lose some weight fat boy.''
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Chapter End
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The teams.
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Celestial Foxes: Naruto, Courtney, Justin, Katie, Geoff, Bridgette, Harold, DJ, Izzy, and Duncan.
Howling Wolves: Beth, Heather, Gwen, Leshawna, Eva, Cody, Lindsay, and Trent.