Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Survivor ❯ Day Twenty One ( Chapter 21 )

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Day Twenty-One

“Hello tribes!” Jeff greeted Amerex and Totama as they gathered that afternoon at the Immunity challenge.

“Hello Jeff...” all the castaways said simultaneously in the same mellow tone.

“You all seem to be in good spirits.” Jeff smiled.

“That's right Jeff...” the castaways said again.

“Ok...” Jeff gave both the tribes a weird look, “Well then, let's get to the challenge, shall we?”

“Whatever Jeff...” the castaways said, once again, together.

“Stop that!” Jeff yelled with a slight eye twitch, “It's creepy!”

“It was their idea!” Bakura said, pointing to the Amerex tribe.

“How is it our idea!” Atemu asked.

“You have more people!” Marik said.

“We're just better.” Isis said, sticking her tongue out at Totama.

“We'll beat you someday!” said Duke, shaking his fist at Amerex, who laughed at him and the three other members of Totama. Totama counteracted with a piercing glare.

“It was better when they were all being creepy,” Jeff muttered to himself. Then he decided to put an end to the arguing, laughing and glaring, “Challenge time!”

“Just get on with it so we can lose.” Bakura grumbled.

“That's the spirit!” Malik smiled.

“Shut up hikari!” Marik yelled. Malik sniffed and pouted at his yami.

“Duke and Seto, you're up,” Jeff said, “Now for this challenge, you will each have to build something, doesn't matter what. The coolest wins.”

“Yes!” Seto said eagerly, but Duke, on the other hand, looked less keen about the challenge.

They both set to work on what they were going to make. Seto work fervently on his thing, while Duke went slowly, having no clue on what he was doing. Twenty minutes later, they were both finished and standing by their project. Jeff walked over to Duke and looked at what he had made.

“I built a box...” Duke grimaced, knowing that it was pathetic and they had already lost.

“That's... wonderful...” said Jeff, also knowing it was pathetic and had already lost, but tried to cheer Duke up anyway, “It really is.”

“It sucks...”

Jeff nodded and went over to Seto.

“So what'd you make?”

“It's a Space Time Object Replacement Device,” said Seto, grinning broadly, “I like to call it `STORD'.”

“Sounds nifty,” Jeff said, getting a closer look of it, “What does it do?”

“Watch.”

Seto placed a coconut in STORD and commenced to press some of the buttons. STORD lit up and flashed a few times. The coconut then disappeared and reappeared above Jeff, falling and hitting him in the head.

“Ow...” said Jeff, falling over and twitching slightly.

“We won!” cheered Atemu.

“You'll be going to tribal council again, losers.” Seto smirked at the now depressed looking Totama members.

“Whee!” Ryou grinned, “It's not my fault this time!”

When Totama arrived at tribal council that night, they were not the only irritated looking ones. Jeff had survived and recovered from his injury and now stood before the losing tribe, holding ice on his head.

“Stupid Seto and his stupid machine,” Jeff muttered angrily, “They should be here.”

“Then why aren't they?” Ryou asked curiously.

“Well technically, it was the coolest one,” Jeff said, throwing his ice behind him into the bushes, “And the rules said-”

“Screw the rules!” Bakura interrupted, “We're on an island! Rules don't matter!”

“The rules do matter,” said the voice in the bush, “Or there'd be no point to the game!”

“There's a point to this game?” Bakura blinked.

“Moron.” the voice in the bush muttered.

“I heard that!”

“Stop yelling! You're making my head hurt!” Jeff yelled, wishing he had not thrown away his ice, “Just go vote.”

It did not take long to cast the votes, seeing that there were only four people left.

“I'll go tally the votes,” Jeff said as soon as they were done, and, like always, he disappeared into the bushes, “What the ma'heck!”

Jeff returned with not only the Millennium Puzzle box, but with Modsine too.

“What are you guys still doing here?” Duke asked, being the only one that was not at the tree house plotting.

“That's what I was wondering...” Jeff said, glaring at the outcasts.

“We are almighty!” Shadii said.

“We are going to be the sole survivors,” said Tea.

“Can we watch the votes being read?” Mai asked sweetly.

“Fine whatever.”

“Thanks!”

“Ok, the first vote is for Ryou.” Jeff said, pulling a piece of paper out of the Millennium Puzzle box.

“Hey!”

“There wasn't anyone else to vote for,” Duke said, “Sorry.”

“It's ok!” Ryou smiled.

“Uhh...” Duke was getting a very uneasy feeling, “Ok.”

“The next vote is for... Jeff!” Jeff glared at the piece of paper and then at the Totama tribe, “You can't vote for me! I am the host! I'M THE HOST!”

“We can vote for whoever we want!” Bakura smirked.

“Yeah!” Marik agreed.

“They're all for me!” Jeff exclaimed, looking though all votes.

“Jeff,” Bakura said, standing up, “The tribe has spoken.”

“NO!” Jeff screamed, running into the woods.

“Ha!” Bakura laughed, “Now I will be host, and I will be sole survivor!”

“What about me?” Marik asked, “I thought we were in this together!”

“You were just a pawn in the game.” Bakura laughed again.

“You used me!”

“You can't be the survivor!” said Shadii, “We survived being out voted.”

“You guys already lost!” Bakura yelled. Modsine glared at him. Marik, on the other hand, was looking like he was about to cry. Ryou saw this and felt sorry for the blond yami.

“Bakura, be nice,” Ryou said to his dark side, “You should at least share the title with Marik.”

“There can only be one survivor!” said Bakura, “Jeff even said so himself.”

“Since when did you begin listening to him!” Marik snapped.

“Since he said something of value to me.”

At that moment, Jeff returned to the tribal council area. All seven Millennium Items with him.

“HA HA!” Jeff said with a psychotic look on his face. A faint glow was coming from the items, “I shall be the sole survivor! I am the most powerful person on this island!”

There was a blinding glow from the Millennium Items as the whole island was sent to the Shadow Realm. Both Totama and Modsine stared at the host frightened as he ran off into the woods laughing.

“Wow...” Joey said as the night seemed to come a lot earlier then usual, “It just got really dark all of a sudden.”

“We're in the Shadow Realm!” Malik panted, hugging Mr. Fuzzy close.

“Malik, stop over reacting.” Isis said to her brother.

“But!”

“Enough,” Isis said sternly, “It's just really clouded out.”

“Grr!” growled Seto, “I can't use my Space Time Object Replacement Device in the dark! It's solar powered.”

“See!” Malik whined, “We are in the Shadow Realm!”

“Malik Ishtar we are not-“

“Actually,” the voice in the bush interrupted, “We are in the Shadow Realm.”

“Told you.” Malik muttered. At that precise moment, Jeff ran down the Amerex beach with all the Millennium Items, still laughing.

“I must go fix this!” said the voice in the bush.

“Look at what you did!” Marik pointed at Bakura as soon as Jeff was gone.

“Me!” Bakura exclaimed, “This was all your idea!”

“Was not!” Marik glared at his lover, “This was Shadii's idea.”

“All I wanted was to be sole survivor.” Shadii said solemnly. Duke was looking around scared. He had no idea what was going on, having missed the plotting and not having much experience in the Shadow Realm.

“Guys, stop fighting...” Ryou said quietly, he always hated being in the Shadow Realm.

“You just had to be mad at Jeff, didn't you Ishtar?” Bakura said, turning his back to his lover. He only called Marik by his last name when he was mad at him.

“He was trying to vote me off.” Marik tried to explain to his white haired lover.

“You should be voted off!” Bakura snapped, still not looking at him.

“Uh!” Marik turned away from Bakura, looking hurt.

“Bakura, that was mean!”

Everyone turned to see Laria.

“I-” Bakura blinked, “When'd you get here?”

“I've always been here,” Laria said, glaring at all of them, “What did you do!”

“They voted off the host.” Duke squeaked, also not having much experience with the more the slightly psychotic authoress.

“How can you vote the host off?” Laria sighed.

“Very carefully.” Shadii said smugly.

“You guys lost. Get out of here.” Laria said.

“Make us!” said Tea. There was a gasp. Most of them knew not to talk back to the authoress. Laria snapped her fingers and the Modsine tribe disappeared, never to return to the island.

“There. Now it's time to track down Jeff and get us out of the Shadow Realm,” said Laria as she turned to leave.

“Wait,” Ryou said. Laria stopped and looked back at him, “No one got voted off really.”

“Oh,” Laria snapped her fingers once again and Duke disappeared, “There.”

With that, Laria ran off into the woods