Disclaimer I don't own Total Drama Island.

Writer Notes: Yeah, I know this isn't an original idea as this is basically most all Ezekiel fanfic. But reading the Total Drama Underdog by StayOuttaMyShed which you give it read. Anyway, that story inspired me to write my story if Ezekiel wasn't eliminated first.

It hadn't been a great day for the Killer Bass. Failing the first challenge of the season, and soon they'll be sending the first person home. They suffered a disadvantage during the cliff diving challenge because of DJ and Courtney's refusal to jump. The team was full of mixed emotions; most were either sad or angry as they slowly picked at the so-called food that Chef served them. Even if they'd won, they wouldn't have been able to stomach the rotten slop.

Courtney was the first to break the long silence echoing the team's defeat, "So, team, who are we voting to eliminate? We're a team, so we should all agree."

The rest of the Killer Bass glared at her angrily, all but DJ as the big guy felt too ashamed.

"Well, I think it should be you or the big guy," Duncan pointed at the two of them.

"What? Why me?" Courtney asked with a confused expression.

"WHY!? WHY!?" Eva smashed her plate on the ground in frustration and glared at Courtney. "Why do you think!? If you had just jumped, we might have won the damn challenge!"

"Roid rage is right!" Duncan added.

"Hey, last time I checked, I'm not the only one wearing a chicken hat." Courtney shot back defensively, pointing her finger at DJ, making him look at the ground in sadness. "He didn't jump either!"

"True! But scaredy-cat here isn't a whiny, spoiled little bitch like you," Eva replied, arms folded with a stony expression.

Courtney scoffed, and crossed her arms, "Classy Eva. Come up with that on your own?" Eva grabbed Courtney by her scruff on her shirt, but Bridgette calmed her down.

"So what if I did?!"

"Easy, Eva. She isn't worth the effort." Eva popped in her headset to calm her down.

"Thanks, Bridgette." Courtney gave the surfer girl a weak smiled and mumbled something about Eva being a dumb strong ox, lucky for her Eva had just put on her headphones to listen to her music.

"Don't mention it," Bridgette replied by placing a hand on her hip. "But I am with them on this one. You could have jumped."

"Why gang up against me?" Courtney glared, "DJ didn't jump either."

"I'm afraid of heights." DJ spoke up, "I know that isn't a good excuse, and I'm sorry for letting the team down." Geoff placed a hand on DJ's shoulder and smiled.

"It's okay big guy. We all have something we're afraid of."

"Yeah, man. I'm scared of chickens." Tyler placed a supporting hand on DJ as well, ignoring the small laughing that came from his team.

"You're afraid chickens?" Chris, the host, walked by and laughed, wiping away a tear, "that's really lame, man." Making Tyler look down in shame.

"Plus, in the future, I much prefer the big guy with us if we ever have a physical challenge," Geoff added.

"You can't be serious. I am..." Courtney glared at her as Bridgette cut her off.

"We know a CIT," She said annoyed, "So you who do think should be sent home?"

Courtney looked around at her team, "How... about... Umm... him." She pointed at Tyler, "He's a total slip up."

"Hey," Tyler was seemingly offended, "At least I jumped."

"Then..." Courtney was steaming, and her eyebrow twitched. She desperately tried to come up with a reason for someone else to get voted off; she glanced at Eva, who gave her a murderous look. "What about one of them." She pointed to Harold and Ezekiel.

"What?" Ezekiel was left confused.

"Why us?" Harold asked.

"Shut it," Courtney pointed the finger at them, "How can two nerds be of help? DJ's strong but I have brains! They have neither. "

"At least they jumped," Bridgette defend the two, "that takes pure nerve."

"Well, how about..." Courtney depressingly looked around her table of weak links.

"Just save it," Duncan barked at Courtney, "They may be dorks. But they were there for the team, unlike you!" Duncan growing tired of this and he wasn't hungry enough to eat, he decided to go for a walk.

"Get back here!" Courtney ordered, "We have to decide who goes home!" The rest of her team just glared at her, as did the other team noises into there conversation.

*** Elimination Ceremony ***

"Welcome campers to the very first elimination ceremony!" Chris smiled at the teens excitedly; the Killer Bass were far less than thrill at seeing the host.

"Okay campers here's how it works, you all made your decision. When I call your name, come up and get a marshmallow. The camper who doesn't get a marshmallow, much immediately walk down the dock of shame and board the boat of losers, and you're out of the game and can't come back ever! The first marshmallow goes to..." Chris explained, holding a plate of ten marshmallows.

The Killer Bass all looked around at each other with determined expressions.

"Geoff."

"Awesome!" Geoff jumped up from his seat and ran up to get a marshmallow and stood next to Chris.

"Tyler." The jock pumped his fist and let out a cheer, he ran up to Geoff and gave him a high-five.

"Bridgette." The surfer walked and smiled at her team.

"Katie and Sadie." The gals squeed and hugged each other before joining their team.

"Eva, Duncan." The punk and athlete's stoic expression didn't change as they joined their team.

"Ezekiel."

"Alright, dude!" Geoff stuck out his hand for a fist bump. Ezekiel docked and blocked his face with his arms, believing the party cowboy was going to hit him. Geoff looked down at Ezekiel with an eyebrow raised, "You alright man?"

"Harold."

"Yes." Harold pumped his fist in the air, leaving just Courtney and DJ without a marshmallow.

"Camper, this is the last marshmallow of the night. The person who doesn't get a marshmallow will be eliminated." DJ and Courtney looked at each other with worried expressions. DJ was shaking nervously, while Courtney was biting her nails.

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"DJ."

DJ let out a sigh of relief and stood with the rest of his team.

"This is insane! I demand a recount!" Courtney stomped her feet and glared at her team, she threw her chicken hat, hitting Ezekiel on the head. "You backstabbers! I was your only hope! I was a CIT. I am going to be Prime Minister one day! I..."

"Am eliminated," Chris replied, cutting her with a chuckle and a big grin. "I guess your educated guess didn't pay off after all. I told you, you should have jumped or your team would hate you."

Courtney replied by kicking Chris in the shine, "OW!"

"He didn't jump!" Courtney pointed at DJ; the friendly giant tried to look away. He did feel a little bad for the girl. "He should be going home! Not me!" Chef appeared by Courtney and began to take her to the boat. "I do not concede! I do not concede!" Courtney was screaming, trying to break free from Chef and Chris' grip as they dragged her to the Boat of Losers and threw her aboard.

"This won't be the last you see me; I'll be speaking to my lawyers about this!" Chris just chuckled happily as the boat departed, Courtney's wails could be heard as the boat disappeared into the night.

"You can go back to your cabins." The campers did as Chris ordered and walked out, leaving him alone on the docks.

"And that wraps up the first elimination ceremony! Who will be next? Find out next time on, TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!" Chris smiled to the camera, and Courtney's screaming could still be heard.

Remaining Campers.

Screaming Gophers. Noah, Justin, Izzy, Cody, Beth, Trent, Lindsay, Leshawna, Heather, Gwen, Owen.

Killer Bass. Ezekiel, Eva, Katie, Tyler, Sadie, Harold, Bridgette, Geoff, DJ, Duncan.

22nd Place: Courtney