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Total Drama Death Camp: Uncut Edition	By : Eternal Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 6088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Now Chris McLean, Beth, Chef Hatchet, Owen, Geoff, Alejandro, Lindsay, Gwen, Harold, Eva, Johnathon the Producer, LeShawna, Martha Frollo and Sadie were all killed by the killer and his or her traps. Of all of these deaths, the fourteen remaining survivors are unaware of the facts that Gwen, Harold, Eva and Johnathon have been dead for quite some time. In their shock, they have run to the Playa Des Losers resort following Claude Jehan Frollo IV stealing the boat of losers and abandoning all of them on the island to save his own life. Sierra, having survived a near-death encounter, has taken it upon her religious self to seize some level of control amongst the group, and has grouped everyone up into pairs of two to spend the night in bedrooms together. Sierra and Blaineley room together, Heather and Katie room together, Courtney and Bridgette room together, Duncan and Trent room together, Tyler and DJ room together, Justin and Izzy room together, and finally Cody and Noah room together. Of the much more awkward pairings of course, was Cody and Noah. As they both put down their luggage in the room and the night took over the sunset, they both gave each other awkward stares and then looked at the bed. There was only one single bed in the room, and it was indeed a double bed.
"This...is awkward.", Cody said to Noah, "Guess we have to...sleep together...heheh."
"I'm not Duncan.", Noah replied as he got onto the bed, "KEEP that in mind."
"Why would I want you to be Duncan!?", Cody responded with a blush on his face, "I'm not into Duncan like that!"
"Well", Noah began, "You're Gay, and you and Duncan have been flirting together, and Duncan in a certain way can be seen as a male version of Gwen who you had a crush on so really, is it really far fetched to believe that you and Duncan would fall into a relationship?"
"S-shut up!", Cody said defensively as he sat on the bed with Noah, "You're, you're wrong!"
"Oh really?", Noah smirked, "So who DO you like then?"
"What are you saying?"
"Well", Noah began, "If it's not Duncan, and you're Gay, then it's obviously gonna be a guy, right?"
"Well...yeah."
"If I recall", Noah replied with a smirk still on his face, "You and I used to have certain...sleeping moments."
"Noah!", a blushing Cody replied, "It's not like that!"
"You sure, Cody?", Noah replied, "I may not be Gay, but-"
"But what?"
"I am Bisexual", Noah then revealed, "So, if you wanna have a one night stand, I MIGHT consider it."
"Okay Noah, this isn't Funny", Cody then responded, "I'm not into you like that, dude! You're just...not my type!"
"You sure about that?"
"Yeah!"
"SURE?"
"YES!"
"Or", Noah paused, "Is DUNCAN you're type?"
"NO HE'S NOT!", Cody loudly exclaimed with an obvious blush on his face. It was in fact this blush that kept Noah believing Cody to be in complete denial, but for now Noah just allowed Cody to continue his denying, "Duncan is not my type, you are not my type, NoCo will not happen while we're in this room!"
"Oh really?", Noah responded with a smirk on his face, "So, you're not going to kiss MY ear while we're sleeping."
"That was YOU did that to ME!", Cody then pointed out.
"But, you were smiling.", Noah replied, folding his arms and smirking back at Cody. Cody became annoyed, though Noah was a very close friend of his, he couldn't deny that their friendship did involve them both annoying eachother. This of course, was one of the much more obvious moments of this type of friendship, and Cody also couldn't lie that it was the fanfiction pairing the two together that actually helped their friendship in a strange way.
"Was not!"
"Was so."
"Was not!"
"Was so."
"YOU were doing the KISSING!"
"You were doing the SMILING!"
"Oh yeah?", Cody then remembered yet another sleeping moment that he and Noah had, "You cuddled up to me in the Celebrity Manhunt episode!"
"Well", Noah was somewhat blushing then, "Well, in the end, YOU were still smiling!"
"Well", Cody then pondered a bit, "Who were you thinking of? Or, what were you thinking of me wearing?"
"I think I should be asking YOU that.", Noah then responded, smirking once more, "I mean, I bet you were thinking of Duncan doing that little Happy Nude Year stunt he did a few years back, weren't you?"
"Wha?!", Cody responded, now blushing madly as the image of Duncan doing what Noah stated came into his mind, "I, I was not!"
"Oh, I beg to differ.", Noah was of course saying that due to Cody's massive blush, "I mean, why else would your face be so damn red?"
"I wasn't thinking of Duncan!"
"Well then", Noah smirked as Cody then layed down on the bed and went beneath the covers, hugging the stuffed emu Jerry up to him, "Me?"
"NO!", Cody quickly exclaimed as Noah layed down under the covers with him.
"Ah.", Noah finished with a smirk back at Cody. The annoyed Cody turned away from Noah in the bed, not wanting Noah to be looking at his face and instead the back of his head. Of course, Noah lightly laughed and smirked at seeing this, and did the same. As those two slowly fell to sleep, the other pairs had their own interactions. Yet another one of the negative interacting ones was of course Heather and Katie. Katie was still crying as she sat on the bed, crying purely for Sadie's demise as Heather stood and got into her sleepwear. Heather rolled her eyes as she put on her red sleeping robe and brushed her hair into a ponytail. Obviously, she had a slightly different appearance since so many years ago, just as everyone else had a slightly different main appearance. Heather mainly changed her hair like most of the girls except for Izzy, Eva and Beth (most of the males did not), as now she had perfectly straight bangs rather than swayed hair. All she had to do was brush it slightly before putting it into a ponytail, and then leaving the bathroom to go into the main room of the room, which was the bedroom. She put her hands on her hips and gave Katie a clearly annoyed glare.
"God, will you stop crying?", Heather asked to Katie, "It's getting annoying!"
"I JUST LOST SADIE!", Katie yelled back through her tears, "How could you say that?!"
"I know.", Heather answered as she sat back on the bed, "But I'm trying to get some sleep tonight, and I can't exactly sleep if you're crying so damn loudly!"
"I can't help it!", Katie cried back, "Sadie, Sadie's DEAD!"
"I just said I know that!", Heather rolled her eyes, "I know, but, if we're going to sleep together, you need to either go into another room and cry in there or stop crying!"
"FINE!", Katie angrily cried back, "I'll go into the bathroom!", Katie then cried as she rushed into the bathroom. Heather once more rolled her eyes as she then went to the sleep in the bed. Since the room wasn't actually sound proofed, Heather did hear Katie's cries, only they were much more muffled than before. Heather groaned and put one pillow over her ears to be able to get some sleep. As Heather and Katie did their buisness, Courtney and Bridgette were having a bit more positive conversation as both were in their sleepwear and sitting on the bed. Bridgette had brought out a picture book and was flipping through it while looking at the cloak and bandanna. Courtney was reading a law book when she saw Bridgette doing this, and then closed the book to question Bridgette.
"Bridgette, what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to see who had this cloak and bandanna on.", Bridgette bluntly answered, "What else could I be doing?"
"What if it's a red herring?"
"A what?"
"A red herring", Courtney explained, "It's a hint that at first SEEMS good to go by, but in the end actually leads you straight to a dead end. I mean think about it, COUNTLESS people could own black cloaks and black bandannas JUST like those!"
"Good point", Bridgette answered, having just gotten to the pictures of the party she mentioned before, "I guess you could be right...but, I dunno. I mean, the killer killed my husband! He or she killed Geoff!"
"Get over Geoff.", Courtney said as she then placed her hands on both of Courtney's shoulders, "He would want you to not become vengeful over his death!"
"How would you know that?!"
"Because I knew Geoff, and I know you! You don't need revenge at all!"
"He was my husband!"
"Bridgette", Courtney calmly replied as she closed up the picture book herself, "Trust me, you don't need revenge. The killer was probably LeShawna, so, it's not needed!"
"The cloak is way too thin for her!"
"It could be a red herring!", Courtney reassured Bridgette of, "Sadie's death was by a trap, so she probably set it up before she died and that one just happened to go off at the right time!"
"What if it's not and the killer's still alive?"
"What if it is and it was LeShawna?"
"Well, how do you know for sure?"
"In truth, I might be wrong", Courtney answered, "But come on, the fact the cloak and bandanna were at LeShawna's death scene make it possible she placed those there as she was setting up the bed trap, and then when she jumped onto the bed again on accident, her own trap crushed her before she could leave, killing her instead of someone else who could have set off the trap. Now, see how that makes sense?"
"Well, I guess that makes some sense.", Bridgette then said with a sigh and then smiled to Courtney, "Thanks for helping me."
"Anytime", Courtney smiled as she patted Bridgette on the back, "Now, let's get some sleep."
"Right.", those words, both women fell to sleep in the same bed, and since they were friends they smiled as they did so. As Courtney and Bridgette had a happy time in their bedroom, there was yet another pair having an awkward time compared to Courtney and Bridgette. Said pair was specifically Duncan and Trent, who even though they were no longer enemies with eachother as they had been many years prior, it still didn't mean that they were exactly pleased about being paired together. Both them looked at eachother and then at the bed, and did that twice. Duncan soon enough sighed before he spoke,
"I guess we should get to bed about now."
"Yeah...I guess", an also nervous Trent replied, "Just so we're clear...you know I'm not Cody, right?"
"Oh trust me", Duncan said with a smirk, "I'm perfectly aware of that."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes.", Duncan then jumped onto the bed and put his hands behind his head, "Trust me, you and Cody are very different from eachother."
"Yeah.", Trent said as he slowly sat onto the bed, "About that, um, do you know any good advice for relationships with guys?"
"How would I know?", Duncan shrugged, "Why you asking me?"
"Well", Trent began, "You've been flirting with Cody a lot as so I've heard, so...why wouldn't you know? I'm assuming...did you and Gwen break up cuz you were Gay or something?"
"Pretty much yeah", Duncan bluntly answered, "All of that's pretty much true."
"So...any advice?"
"For Tyler?", Duncan then said with a smirk on his face In response, Trent's eyes widened and a blush quickly came onto his cheeks. Trent at first didn't know how to answer, but he found a response within seconds.
"Why would I be into Tyler?!"
"Well", Duncan began, "You and him seem to be getting rather close now, if I don't say so myself."
"We, we, we're not.."
"PLUS", Duncan then pointed out, "You just asked me about having relationships with MALES. Who else could you possibly be talking about?"
"So you just assume that it's Tyler?"
"Well", Duncan responded, "Unless Tyler doesn't actually exist and he's all in my imagination, then yeah, I pretty much did."
"He's real."
"Then I think I did."
"Well", Trent still had a blush on his face and then sighed, "Fine, do you have any advice for me and Tyler?"
"Now was that so hard?"
"Shut up."
"Well", Duncan lightly laughed, "I guess the advice I'd have for you would be, well, since I haven't dated Tyler myself, I would say to just either be the bigger man or be a male version of Lindsay."
"I'm not like Lindsay at all."
"Then I guess you'll just have to out-manly Tyler", Duncan then replied with a smirk, "Or, Out-manly Tyler cuz he thinks he's actually manly. Trust me, it won't be too hard to get your dick into that ass."
"Is that all you care about?", Trent remarked, "You know, theres to more to guys than just sex!"
"Who said all I want is sex?", Duncan responded, "Sometimes a guy's horny! Doesn't mean I don't wanna date somebody for real!"
"Well, you sure had me fooled."
"Ha, whatever.", Duncan then went to sleep, which Trent did as well within a few more seconds. As those two males had a moderately neutral time together, another group of males had a somewhat similar conversation in their own bedroom together. That pair was specifically Tyler and DJ, who were already in their sleepwear and the bed together, and DJ of course as looking all over the room in an extremely paranoid manner, scared that the killer was going to come into the room and kill him, Tyler, or both of them at any second. Soon enough, DJ shrieked as he heard the sound of the wind from outside.
"What was that?!", DJ shrieked, which of course woke up Tyler.
"It's the wind, dude.", Tyler assured DJ, "It's okay."
"Well, it sounds creepy!"
"It's okay, dude", Tyler then said, "The killer's probably asleep with everyone else! Besides, we locked the door, the windows, the everything! We'll definitely know if the killer comes in here!"
"What if he or she breaks down the door!"
"Then I'll kick his ass!", Tyler assured DJ, "For Lindsay!"
"Speaking of Lindsay", DJ began, "You sure you were really into her?"
"What do you mean by that, dude?", a somewhat offended Tyler replied, "Of course I was into Lindsay!"
"Just saying", DJ replied, "Because, well, you seem to be making some moves on Trent rather easily."
"What?", a blushing Tyler remarked, "Me and Trent? Um...dude...I...I like girls!"
"Sure ya do", DJ replied in a tone that clearly showed he didn't fully believe Tyler at all, "You said the same thing to Alejandro."
"I'm Straight, dude! Straight!", Tyler said defensively, "Trent and I are just best bros!"
"So you're having a bromance?"
"Yeah!", Tyler responded, "JUST a bromance!"
"Do you even know what that is?"
"Well", Tyler answered, "K-kind of...I guess."
"My point, exactly.", a smiling DJ responded, "Let's just get to sleep, Ty."
"Yeah, let's.", Tyler then said something before he closed his eyes, "Don't be trying to make any moves on me!"
"Same to you, dude.", DJ answered back, and the two males then went on to sleep in the bed together, though being careful to not look at all romantic. As they did so, there was yet another pair who were having somewhat of a negative conversation with each other. That group of course was Sierra and Blaineley, who were both considered the unofficial leaders of the survivors during this massacre. Blaineley was unhappy with Sierra as she undid her beehive bun and got into her sleepwear. She looked at Sierra as the priestess sat on the bed reading verses from her Reformed Catholic Bible, and though not an atheist, she rolled her eyes at this. She then approached the bed and put her hands on her hips as she began speaking to the religious woman who was beginning to take her power.
"So, Sierra, you were rescued by God?", Blaineley asked to Sierra, "How so?"
"Well, Blaineley", Sierra explained, "The blade that killed Sadie missed me by a very small distance, and as such, God saved me from death."
"Hmm.", Blaineley almost coldly replied, "I see."
"Tell me, Blaineley", Sierra suddenly said, "What Religion do you belong to? Don't tell me you an Atheist like Gwen."
"I'm not like Gwen", Blaineley answered, "In truth, I'm Catholic."
"What kind of Catholic?"
"Yours", Blaineley answered, "I'm just not as devout as you are, is all."
"Do you attend church regularly?", Sierra bluntly answered. Blaineley then became annoyed with Sierra's questions, not feeling the need or seeing the point in answering the type of questions Sierra was asking.
"You know, I don't think I need to actually answer questions like that from someone younger than me. Priestess or not."
"Very well", Sierra answered, finishing her reading and closing her book before laying down on the bed completely, "Don't tell me if you don't want to. At least you are not Atheist. That gives me more peace of mind."
"So basically", Blaineley responded, "If I was an atheist you wouldn't agree to be in the same room with me?"
"Yes, that is exactly what I'm saying."
"Okay then", Blaineley rolled her eyes as she then got in the bed with Sierra, "You're not going to molest me or anything, right?"
"Oh, my dear", Sierra responded, "I am not a member of the original Catholic Church."
"Wow", Blaineley replied, "Well, they certainly would appreciate what you just said about them."
"and I", Sierra said in response, "Could not care less about that."
"Whatever.", with that response, Sierra and Blaineley's mouths both became silent as they both slowly drifted off into sleep. As they slept, the final pairing also faced their own conversation as night time was now growing older. The pair was specifically Justin and Izzy, who were both sitting on the bed with their lower waists beneath the covers. They both had their arms crossed and looked away from each other awkwardly. Like all the other bedrooms, there was literally only one bed in the room, so they had no choice but to share it. That situation made their conversation quite the awkward one.
"So, Izzy", Justin began, "How have you been since, the show?"
"Fine, fine", Izzy awkwardly answered, "You?"
"Wonderful and Sexy", Justin replied, to which Izzy rolled her eyes, "Tell me Izzy, are you sure you aren't interested in starting up our relationship again?"
"Ohh trust me", Izzy replied, "I am NOT interested in that!"
"Not at all?"
"Nope!"
"Certain?"
"Yep!"
"You sure, Izzy?", Justin asked, "With, Owen dead and all."
"Don't bring Owen into this!", Izzy then argued right back, "His death does NOT mean me and you are an item again!"
"I am aware of that", Justin answered back, "I was just pointing it out."
"Well, don't do that!"
"I was just making sure you weren't", a somewhat confused Justin explained, "Since, we have no choice but to sleep together and all."
"Don't remind me!", Izzy responded, "The only reason I'm not beating you to a pulp right now is because I would be blamed for being the killer which I'm not so there, you're lucky people are being murdered!"
"Indeed, I am."
"Yeah."
"Well, Goodnight, Izzy", Justin replied as he then closed his eyes and went to sleep with all of his green face cream and cucumbers on his eyes. Izzy didn't reply, and instead just silently fell to sleep in a position like that a dog would do. As all of the pairs were now asleep, they were all left completely unaware that the next two victims of the killer were not among their ranks. For you see, two interns, specifically the blonde one known as Billy from season two and the brown haired one who seemed to quit in season two were both arriving at the resort. Those two had arrived from the land bridge just as the campers did, and were visibly frightened as they had discovered the bodies of Chris, Geoff, Harold and Sadie before reaching the land bridge. The time they arrived as at least 9:40 PM, and they both rushed up to the back door of the resort, panting. They then looked at each other with still frightened expressions.
"We gotta get outta here!", the brunette intern said to Billy, who being a mute could only nod in agreement, the brunette intern then opened the back door and rushed through the resort before both of them gasped in horror at them once they reached the front door. It was the killer, wearing the black cloak and black bandanna that the campers only knew Bridgette had. "Fuck!", were the last words the brunette intern had before the killer shot him in the end with the gun Martha had dropped when she was attacked by the rabid fox. The gun had a silencer on it which the killer placed on it, so it made such little noise that it did not awaken the remaining survivors. The brunette Intern was shot straight through the forehead and then through the chest, sealing his fate as he fell to the ground dead. Billy attempted to scream but being a mute, he could not. The killer then dropped the gun on the floor and took him by the hair and began pulling him to the pool. Billy tried all he could to was silently struggle. Soon enough the killer dumped his head into the pool, he tried to scream, but he couldn't. His head was held under the water until he no longer could breath, and the killer then dumped the rest of his corpse into the pool to be left there. The killer rubbed his or her hands together as if to be proud of the deeds just committed, and then turned back to the resort.
"Damn interns", the killer commented, "They weren't even planned. They should have stayed at the camp or at their damn houses", the killer then walked back into the resort and into the hallway where the survivors remained asleep. He or she was clearly upset that none of them could be killed, but the killer had plans for the early morning hours, but first decided to instead wait to get the proper supplies. The killer left the hallway which had three open bedroom doors in it, and left the resort island via the land bridge. The next victims, were left alone. At least for now, that is.

Confirmed Survivors - Cody, Claude Jehan Frollo IV (Head Producer)
Those not killed yet - Blaineley, Sierra, DJ, Tyler, Duncan, Trent, Heather, Katie, Courtney, Bridgette, Justin, Izzy and Noah
Those killed so far - Chris McLean, Beth, Chef Hatchet, Owen, Geoff, Alejandro, Lindsay, Gwen, Harold, Eva, Johnathon (Producer), LeShawna, Martha Frollo (Producer), Sadie, Brunette intern from season 2, Billy the intern
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