♡StarStruck♡ Duncan X Male!OC

Not so happy campers Pt.2

{This chapter's gonna be a little long because M/n is going to explain his backstory(how he knows Chris, why he went to juvie, how he got out etc.)}

-M/n's POV-

M/n stared into the water below the cliff, backing up just enough that he wouldn't fall over the edge. Chris started to explain the challenge. "Your first challenge is simple. Jump off this 1,000 foot cliff into the water below. If you look, you'll see that their are two target areas below. The outer ring is stocked with psychotic..haha.. man-eating sharks. The inner ring..we're pretty sure is shark-free."

M/n rolled his eyes and watched patiently for his turn, wishing uselessly that he could lay down and bake himself in the sunlight like a cookie. Bridgette gaped at the drop and tried to play it off. Chris looked at M/n inquisitively. He raised a brow. "Your not gonna go first?" He asks. "I'm not keen on getting my fur wet, thanks." M/n grumbles, crossing his arms. "Then why not get it over with?" Duncan asks. "Cause I- ugh, nevermind.." M/n pushed everyone aside and sprinted for the cliff, jumping with his back to the water.

M/n hit the water with stinging skin and breathlessness, needing to resurface.

M/n resurfaces and swims for shore, ignoring the whoops and hollars of his teammates.

-Around 15 minutes later-

Everyone has jumped by now and unfortunately, the Bass are behind because of Courtney and DJ. Chris rolled around on his four-wheeler to antagonize the team. "Chris, I need some rope, please." M/n nearly choked on the please bit while asking for the rope. "What do I get?" Chris asked. M/n sighed at what Chris was silently asking. "Yes, Chris, I can do that."

Chris smiled, genuine to M/n and no one else.

"Why should we listen to you?" Courtney demanded. "I would if I were you." Chris said, hinting at my plan. "Just do it!" Duncan snapped.

After a moment, M/n hid behind the pile if crates and emerged again as a big black wolf nearly as tall as DJ. Everyone's jaws dropped and Courtney went bug eyed for a moment. M/n growled harshly, and barked at Duncan, who seemed to be the only competent person there. "He wants you to make a collar and hook it around his neck." Chris translated. "How do you know?" DJ asked, cowering away slightly. M/n barked again, gentler this time and tugged on the rope with his teeth.

Geoff was the first to have it click in his head. "Its M/n, he wants to pull the crates to the cabins!" M/n whined and pawed at his ears, as if facepalming. "Yeah no kidding! Help me make this into a harness." Duncan said, wrapping the rope between M/n's shoulders and around his ribs, tying it in a knot just behind his left shoulder blade. M/n shook himself and dug his claws into the sand, pulling the block of crates. "Everyone get behind the crates and push." Bridgette ordered.

Together the team moved quickly and covered good ground. Making it to the cabins a little after the Gophers. Damien panted heavily and dropped into the grass, sucking huge amounts of air into his lungs. "Untie him quick or he's gonna pass out!" Duncan shouted. DJ untied Damien with shaky hands. Damien huffed but brought his nose to DJ's palm anyway, hoping he would understand the gesture. Thank You. Damien's vision swum wildly, distorting the figures around him. Gwen, Gwen, where is Gwen? Damien let out a low whine, nearly begging for the girl to show. He tried to push himself to his paws but failed, falling on his side and yelping in pain as a loud snap echoed around the clearing.

"Someone go find Chris!" Panicked voices became a simple buzz as the sound of Damien's own bones cracking filled his own ears. "Stop! Don't touch him, you'll reset his healing process and it'll take even longer!" Chris's voice rose above everyone else's. "What's happening? He needs a doctor! Or a vet or something!" Damien's hearing cleared enough that he could hear the din of campers exclaiming.