Total Drama: Revenge of the Island
Disclaimer: The rights of Total Drama belong to its distributors; Teletoon, Cartoon Network, Fresh TV, and Cake Entertainment. The original twenty-two characters, along with Chris and Chef, belong to the aforementioned companies. Fourteen of the main characters in this story belong to their respective creators, and two belong to me.
This story is rated T for mild violence, moderate language, and mild to moderate sexual themes. You have been warned.
Author's Note: I'm back, baby! Whoo-hoo! After a long hiatus, I am back to writing fan fiction. A lot of you have been asking me when this is coming out, and for the longest time, I wasn't sure myself. At certain points, I was unsure if this story was even going to happen. But obviously, it has, and it's gonna be (hopefully) awesome!
This story is a direct sequel to Total Drama World Tour, so if you have not read it, I recommend that you do so, otherwise you will be utterly confused.
The main plot of the story went through many drafts. Initially, this season was going to be "Total Drama All-Stars" and feature contestants from both the first two seasons, and Total Drama World Tour. I elected against it, wanting to flesh out more of these characters before mixing them with the veterans.
I'll try and update this as frequently as possible. I promise to finish it, though. I would never leave you guys hanging!
Now, sit back and enjoy this just as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Bigger! Badder! Brutal-er!
Eighteen months after the successful Total Drama World Tour ended, history repeated itself. The fans would not stop harassing Chris or the producers about the next season. Truth be told, Chris and the producers themselves were just as anxious as the fans were. Unfortunately, a seemingly endless amount of lawsuits came for the show, and the new season was temporarily put on hold.
But after a year and a half of fighting legal battles, the producers had finally won their last court case. The next season of Total Drama was green lit, and the fans couldn't be more excited for the drama that was guaranteed to unfold…
"We've been to the movies... We've been around the world… and this season, we're going right back where it all began, at Camp Wawanakwa!"
Chris McLean stood on the familiar rigidity dock with the familiar grin on his smug face.
"I'm Chris McLean and as you can see, things have changed since we've been away," Chris said as he walked down the dock. A spiky-haired intern offered him a coconut drink, which he gladly accepted. And as if on cue, one side of the "Wawanakwa" sign fell off, creating another hole in the already dilapidated structure of the dock.
"And by 'changed', I meant gotten really, really dangerous."
Fate did not seem to favor the spiky-haired intern. A colossal tentacle rose from the lake and swung down on the dock with lethal force. When the tentacle returned to the water, the unnamed intern and a significant piece of the dock went with it.
Completely unfazed by the apparent death of one of his employees, Chris continued his monologue. "But the rules of the game remain the same. A handful of unfortunate teens will bunk with each other, air their dirty laundry in our outhouse confessional, compete in life-threatening challenges all over the island, and risk being voted off. The last one standing wins one million dollars!"
Chris peered out over the lake. "Speaking of our cast, here they come now."
A yacht carrying partying youngsters raced towards the island. Gwen and Duncan were talking with each other while DJ, Leshawna, and Harold danced to the loud pop music. Eva also stood beside them, but had a rather grim expression. Owen was near the railing, showing off his dance moves.
Nearby, Izzy was hanging from the side of the yacht, while Noah and Cody stared at her in disbelief. Tyler and Lindsay were making out at the top of the ship. Beside the loving couple, Beth admired a shirtless Justin.
At the stern, Katie and Sadie were hugging a helpless Trent; Bridgette and Geoff were also dancing to the music; Heather and Courtney were glaring at each other. Ezekiel was dancing beside the two girls, and then their glares turned to him.
The boat headed for the dock — but then sped right past it, not so much as slowing. "No!" Owen wailed, the overweight teen's cry fading with the boat.
"No," Chris chuckled. "Not them. Maybe next time... But this season, we're bringing back the contestants from last time! All sixteen of them! And here they come now! For real!"
A second boat with a crowd of familiar faces on it raced towards the dilapidated dock.
"Welcome back, Shaylie!"
At the front of the boat, the hostile athlete bounced a soccer ball from knee to knee. She turned to Lucian, who was standing next to her, and glared at him.
"I don't want any shit from you this time, got it?" she barked.
He shrugged. "You won't have to worry about that," he replied. Then a wide grin formed across his face. "... Because you're already so full of shit that there isn't any room left for me to give."
Chris continued to announce the contestants. "Lucian!"
Shaylie wasn't really offended by Lucian's remark, but she kicked the soccer ball at him all the same. He was hit off-screen and where he was hit wasn't clear, but the high-pitched moan suggested it was somewhere quite painful.
"Aidan and Deylanie!"
Nearby, Aidan was smiling sweetly at his girlfriend. She was dancing wildly, but Aidan did not seem to be fazed by it. "I'm so stoked to be back on the show and see all my friends! Junior year was tough, but now that I'm with my girlfriend and friends on the show again, everything's gonna be awesome! Right, babe?"
Deylanie turned to face her boyfriend, but she didn't stop dancing. "Huh? Oh yeah, that's awesome… Great to be here… yeah!"
On the second level of the yacht, the young Hispanic woman was no longer in a gurney or wearing a muzzle, but she still looked restricted and uncomfortable. She looked up from the floor and at the camera with dead, bloodshot eyes, and did not say a word.
Xavier was talking on his cell phone as always. "Hey, I don't want to be the bad guy here," he said somewhat angrily, "just make sure to stop filibustering, or else you're going to lose everything!" He noticed the camera and raised a brow. "I have to go, grandma… I love you, too! He closed the phone and placed it into his shirt pocket, then sneered at the camera.
The dark-skinned teenager waved politely to the camera. Then he turned to Xavier and scoffed. "Do you really talk to your grandmother that way?"
Xavier looked at Jerome like he had three heads. "What the heck do you mean? I said 'I love you'!" he protested.
On the other side of the second level of the yacht, Emma was isolated from the others. Like the other contestants, her appearance was almost the same, save her hair, which was now in a tight ponytail. Her arms were crossed and she looked very annoyed.
"When I win this season," she stated to the camera, "everyone on this show is going to pay!" She punched her palm at the end of the threat.
On the third level, by the front of the boat, Viktoriya and Walter were eagerly looking towards the shoreline as the boat brought them closer to it.
"Viktoriya and Walter!"
The inventor grinned widely. "I can't believe we're actually here!" he exclaimed. "I watched all of the first season after the show! I can't wait!"
"I concur," Viktoriya said. "After watching the previous generation compete on the island, we are given the advantage of foresight that they didn't have."
Xena popped out from behind the corner and smiled at the frightened couple. "Foresight is definitely something I am proud to have been blessed with. For example, I—"
The overachiever glared at Xena. "Don't do that! You scared the crap out of me."
Walter shuddered. "I didn't even see here."
Xena sighed. "No one ever does..."
In the middle of the third level, Daniel was leaning against the railing. "I can't believe I have to do another season of this crap," he muttered.
"Daniel and Georgie!"
Georgie's arms wrapped around his body. "Don't worry, babe," she said. "With you and I together, we'll go all the way to the top." She kissed him on the cheek. "And that bitch Emma won't be around to break us up."
The fighter smiled and gave his girlfriend a kiss on the lips.
Holly looked very uncomfortable as she watched the couple kissing. She rubbed the back of her neck and bit her lip. After a few awkward seconds, she pulled out her gaming device and walked away slowly.
At the end of the boat, Jamie stood behind Zane, who was confined to a wheelchair. As always, the aspiring writer had a happy expression on his face.
"Who knows? Maybe I'll end up with another million in my pocket," he joked.
The crippled teenager was very annoyed. "It's unbelievable that I have to compete in another season of this. I broke both of my legs for /censored/ sake!"
Back at the dock, Chris exclaimed, "Yup! It's our roughest, toughest, most explosive season ever!" The host pulled a remote from his back pocket and pressed a large red button. The yacht exploded, sending its occupants screaming into the air.
Chris finished his drink and turned to the camera. "Right here on Total... Drama... Revenge of the Island!"
Total Drama: Revenge of the Island Theme Song
(As with the previous seasons, the theme song begins with spotlights popping out of various places. This time, however, the spotlights look very old and nearly broken. The first spotlight is dented in many places. The second spotlight has many cobwebs around it. The third one pops out of a barrel of toxic waste. The fourth and final one came out of a hole in a tree, with a tentacle wrapped around it.)
(A clapperboard clamps down and the camera goes out to Camp Wawanakwa where a creature is shown to the right side of the water. While it goes in the camp, four interns are shown carrying a tiki totem with a toxic logo on it, which appears to be too heavy for them. Chris is on top of it with a whip, whipping them to go faster.)
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
(The camera then goes through the trees, up to the top of the cliff, and dives down into the lake.)
You guys are on my mind
(At the bottom of the lake, a terrified Daniel is swimming away from a school of piranhas. A mysterious hook grabs him by his bathing suit and lifts him out of the water.)
You asked me what I wanted to be, and know I think the answer is plain to see
(At the surface of the lake, Walter and Viktoriya are in an inflatable raft. Walter is controlling a high-tech fishing poll. Daniel shoots out of the water and lands in the raft. Unfortunately, his trunks were torn off and now he is standing naked in front of Viktoriya and Daniel. His bathing suit falls from the air onto Walter, covering his face.)
I wanna be famous
(The camera pans over to the forest, where Xena is running away from a giant mutant gopher. Then, the camera shoots through the woods and to the waterfall.)
I wanna live close to the sun
(Aidan, Jerome, and Deylanie are all in a canoe. The three are conversing, but their socialization is cut short when they fall over the edge of the waterfall.)
Oh, pack your bags, 'cause I've already won
(Holly is sitting on a log spread out over the gorge of the waterfall. She is happily playing her handheld gaming device, but then the trio fall on top of Holly. Their combined weight is too much for the log, which snaps, sending the four of them into the water.)
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
(Emma can be seen laughing at the aforementioned group's misfortune. Suddenly, Xavier and Aria fall out of the confessional, kissing passionately. Emma rolls her eyes and walks away, all without disturbing Xavier or Aria.)
I'll get there one day
(The camera then moves over to the kitchen. Chef Hatchet pulls a mutant squirrel out of a pot of soup and then looks behind himself with an annoyed expression. The camera pans over to Lucian and Shaylie the counter, bickering away until Chef tosses the mutant squirrel at Lucian to shut them up. The squirrel attacks Lucian, and Shaylie laughs at him. Chef throws the whole pot of soup at her from off-screen and she stops laughing.)
Cuz I wanna be famous
(The camera then goes over the beach where Aidan, Holly, Jerome, and Deylanie come out of the lake, completely soaked. The camera then pans over to show Zane sitting in his wheelchair on the Dock of Shame. He is not amused, and is sitting with his arms folded.)
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!
(A three-headed seagull, with a fragment of net wrapped around all three of its necks, is seen sitting on the water as a mutant shark jumps over it and eats a trout in mid-air. The seagull appears to be safe until a mysterious tentacle grabs it and pulls it under the water.)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
(Jamie is by the end of the Dock of Shame and is sitting on the edge. He is writing in his journal, and then apparently notices Zane, because he starts waving in that direction. Suddenly, he is drenched in water. Annoyed and shocked, Jamie looks up and sees Chris with an empty bucket, strapped to a jetpack.)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
(The burst of fire from his jetpack transitions the scene from day to night, where Daniel and Georgie are holding hands until Chef comes over in a hazmat suit, holding a pair of tongs that holds the a radioactive marshmallow. Georgie and Daniel quickly retract from the dangerous marshmallow, and the camera zooms out to show the entire cast around the campfire. Everyone is whistling the theme while staring nervously at the marshmallow. The camera shows the season's title on a wooden sign, which flashes twice before the screen fades to black.)
Walter screamed as he sailed through the air and landed on a rock jutting out of the lake. He groaned as he slid into the water.
"Is he serious? Explosives?" Xavier snarled, paddling furiously for shore. "He could have killed us!"
Around the two boys, the other contestants flailed in the water. Everyone was either still recovering from the shock, complaining about how Chris did this to them, or have started to swim. All of the contestants knew how to swim, but the shock had rendered some of them less adept in the water.
"I can't say I'm surprised," Jerome muttered as he followed Xavier. "When Chris told us all to get on the yacht, I knew it was too good to be true."
Emma's head broke the surface, and she coughed up a large amount of water. Since she wore a ponytail, Emma's hair was not in her face. "Huh. So this is what it like to have wet hair and be able to see."
"Move out of my way!"
"Don't touch me!"
The actress turned around and smirked at what she saw. As usual, Lucian and Shaylie were arguing with each other. Shaylie was trying to push Lucian out of her way, but he was too strong for her. Lucian grabbed Shaylie by the shoulders and shoved her away from him.
"I might actually hit a girl this time," Lucian yelled at her as he began to swim away.
Emma laughed as Lucian swam past her. "Sure, go ahead and yell that to the world. It's only what got you eliminated last time."
"I never hit a girl and you lied about it," Lucian corrected. "And it's not like I'd ever hit her... aside from self-defense."
The blonde teenager shrugged and pursed her lips. "Whatever floats your boat," she said before swimming away, leaving Lucian very irritated. Suddenly, a loud yell filled the air.
Jamie was desperately diving beneath the surface and back up every few seconds. "I've gotta find Zane! He can't swim! He needs help! His legs are broken!"
Nearby, Viktoriya let out a defeated sigh and dove underneath the water. Seconds later, she broke the surface, this time with her arms wrapped around Zane, who was spitting up water.
"Th-th-thank you," Zane managed to say in-between spits.
"Eh, you might be an ass, but I'm not about to let you die," Viktoriya admitted as she adjusted so Zane was on top of her back. "Hold on to my neck."
Jamie swam over quickly and smiled widely. "Thank you so much! You saved his life! If we're on the same team, we'll vote with you—"
"Shh!" Zane shushed him. "Ixnay on the otingvay." 
"You know I don't speak Pig Latin," Jamie whispered to him. "And she saved your life. It's the least you can do."
Zane scoffed. "And I think we should play it smart. We shouldn't just—"
"Um," Viktoriya interrupted, "you guys do know I can hear every word you're saying, right?"
The two boys exchanged awkward glances, seemingly just remembering that Viktoriya was right there.
Aidan was desperately trying to keep afloat. Though he knew how to swim, he was not necessarily a strong swimmer. Daniel noticed how slowly he was moving and swam back to his friend.
"Need some help, little buddy?" he asked with a smile.
The extroverted teenager smiled. "Yeah, I'd really appreciate that. I'm not the best swimmer," he admitted.
Aidan climbed onto Daniel's back and wrapped his arms around Daniel's torso. Daniel (who had somehow managed to keep his hat on the entire time) made his way to the shore, seemingly unaffected by the sudden two hundred pounds of weight on his back. The two guys were soon joined by Deylanie and Georgie.
"You okay there, hon?" Georgie asked, concerned.
"I'm just not the strongest swimmer," he repeated. "I'm fine, really."
Deylanie nodded. "Good. Let's get to shore then!"
Georgie muttered something under her breath before catching up with her boyfriend, best friend, and best friend's girlfriend.
"I should have seen this coming!" Xena squeaked as she swam alongside Aria and Holly. "I don't know why my visions are so clouded when I am on this show."
Holly bit her tongue. Though she was a woman of science, she was also a woman of respect, having been taught to respect other people' beliefs, no matter how ridiculous she may find them.
"It's a mystery," she said, feigning as much interest as she could.
Aria scoffed. "Visions, shmisions. I'm going to kill—" she paused when she saw the scared looks Holly and Xena gave her. "—Kill it in the first challenge..."
Shaylie climbed onto land, nearly out of breath.
Shaylie pinched her nose and scoffed. "God, this place smells worse than the one on the Jumbo Jet..." She let go of her nose and faced the camera. "Anyway, I may have been out pretty early last time, but I spent half of the season as an intern. I know how this show works inside and out. They're all going down this time, especially Lucian!"
The contestants, exhausted after their unexpected swim, collapsed on the beach, wrung out their clothes and poured water out of their shoes. "Okay, I think we're all here and safe," Aidan said after doing a quick headcount. "I counted sixteen of us."
"Damn it, I lost my wheelchair!" Zane complained. He was currently lying face-down on the sand while Jamie tried to turn him onto his back.
Xavier shrugged. "I'm sure Chris will provide you with a new one."
The strategist rolled his eyes. "And you're basing this off of Chris' well-known history of being generous and sympathetic?"
"No," Xavier replied. "But he does have a history of loving drama and keeping people like you in the game as long as possible. And you can't very well stay in the game that long in your...," he grinned, "posistion."
Aria smacked him in the back of the head. "He's a major ass, but I don't need you turning back into one yourself, Papi."
Xavier rolled his eyes, but grinned all the same. "Freedom of speech is what makes my country great. I'm just expressing my God-given rights."
"Ah, but you're in Canada, Papi. And just because you have freedom of speech," she purred, "doesn't mean I can't smack you around for saying it."
Shaylie scoffed. "You two are going to give me diabetes," she snarled.
"Okay, Aria has killed people," Walter blurted out. "Are we, as a group, going to address this or what? I'm kind of afraid now."
"Maybe we should just all vote her off and be done with it," Daniel suggested.
Aria sighed and frowned, looking at the ground with a solemn look.
"We shouldn't judge her, okay?" Xavier said, biting his lip. "We've all done bad things!"
"The worst thing I've done is cheat on a math test," Aidan said. "I've never killed someone!"
The PA system turned on and Chris McLean's voice filled the air. "Attention, victims!" he exclaimed. "You see the trail leading into the forest? Race to the end of the trail and do not disturb the wildlife. That would be bad."
Jerome chuckled. "You mean cute little rabbits and birds?"
"You should be more worried about the radioactive animals. The tiniest sound can set them off. Like THIS!"
Chris turned on an air horn through the PA system, making a very loud sound. Growls and grunts could be heard from the forest. Everyone screamed in terror and quickly ran into the cave.
"Lions!" Jamie screamed.
"Tigers!" Xena whimpered.
"Bears!" Lucian shouted.
"Oh my!" Aidan said, laughing. "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
Daniel turned to the others nervously. "Wait… before, did Chris say 'radioactive'?"
"I don't like the sound of that," Holly whimpered.
Deep in the woods, a bird was perched on a small tree branch. It chirped happily until a strange tongue-like appendage came out of a hole in the tree and wrapped itself around the bird. Wide-eyed, the bird looked behind itself and whimpered. The tongue took the bird into the hole and the chirping stopped.
Meters away, a finish line banner hung from between two tree branches.
Shaylie was the first to arrive and grinned widely. "First one on the shore and the first one to reach the finish line," she said to herself. "I am liking these odds of me ranking first in the whole competition."
She heard loud engine and then saw Chris arrive next to her via an ATV.
"Alright," the host said, "welcome back, Shaylie. You're the first to arrive and will be the first member of Team A!"
Daniel was the next to arrive. Chris continued with placing the teams. "Couldn't Smell Evil From a Mile Away, Team B!"
"Shut up!" Daniel snarled. "And you almost killed us, we have to have a word about that!" He punched the palm of his hand.
"All in due time, Captain Oblivious," Chris teased.
Jerome and Georgie followed soon after Daniel. "J-Dawg, Team A. Georgie Porgie, Team B."
"Where do you come up with these terrible, terrible nicknames?" Jerome questioned.
Viktoriya came running up, nearly tripping over a rock. Fortunately, she caught her balance. "From Russia With Love, Team A."
"Girl Hitter," Chris announced loudly as Lucian arrived, "you'll be on Team B."
"I did not hit a girl and you damn well know it!" Lucian screamed. "The viewers at home know it, I know it, Emma knows it."
"If everyone knows, stop getting so defensive," Chris told him, which only enraged him further.
Xavier and Aria arrived next. "Presidential Wannabee, Team A. Psycho Killer Without a Chainsaw or a Hook, Team B."
"Ha!" Xavier laughed, grinning. "The joke's on you, I take that as a compliment!"
"Whatever floats your boat," Chris said with a frown.
Emma arrived, nearly out of breath from running. Aidan was right behind her, even more out of breath. "New Heather, Team A. Mr. Boring, Team B."
"I'm not boring!" Aidan protested.
Chris shrugged. "You're one of the bottom three most discussed contestants on all the fan blogs. You're only ahead of Jerome and Xena."
"But I was friends with two finalists!" Aidan pointed out. "I had a girlfriend! I talked about what happened with my father!"
"Hey, I'm not the boring one," Chris laughed, "you are."
Deylanie, Jamie, and Zane were the next three to arrive. Jamie was carrying Zane on his shoulders due to the lack of an available wheelchair.
"Mr. Millionaire, Team A," Chris declared. "Party Girl, Team B. And Jamie's Boyfriend, Team A."
Zane clenched his fists. "'Jamie's Boyfriend'? Don't make me come over there and kick your ass!"
"You and what working legs?" the sadistic host mocked.
"These!" Jamie said defensively, pointing to his own legs. In doing so, Zane fell off his back. The schemer moaned in agony.
"Would an intern get Jamie's Boyfriend a new wheelchair, please?" Chris ordered. Finally, Walter, Xena, and Holly all arrived. "Doc White, Team B. Foresight, Team A. And finally, Gamer Girl Holly, Team B."
Now that the teams were all situated, Viktoriya cleared his throat and raised her hand. "Chris, if I may ask you, what the HELL was that thing in the forest?"
"It sounded like something outta Jurassic Park!" Walter said, gulping.
"Relax," Chris said, smiling. "It will all make sense eventually… haha… haha… Muhaha! MUHAHAHAHA!" He ended up cackling so hard that he started tearing up. After wiping one away, Chris cleared his throat. "Now, this season of Total Drama will be a little bit different. For example, in every episode, someone will be eliminated."
Everyone gasped in shock.
"Whoa," Holly said. "Even in the first season, they had, like, two reward challenges."
"I'm good, aren't I?" Chris asked, grinning. "Don't bother answering, I know I am. Also, due to budget cuts, this season is half as long. Now we can't very well have sixteen contestants eliminated in thirteen episodes without at least two double eliminations. And there will be absolutely no returns or debuts this season of any kind!"
Everyone gasped once again.
"Don't worry. You know what? It's your first challenge," Chris said with a grin, "so I'll make this the one and only reward challenge. And since it's extra hard this time, I'm gonna cut you a break and hide this bad boy somewhere in the campgrounds…" He reached from behind his back and lifted up a small wooden bust of his own head. "The Genuine McLean-Brand Chris Head — your free ticket back into the game… even if your team mates vote you off. Whoever finds it will become the most powerful player in Total Drama history!"
After letting it sink in to everyone that they could have an invincibility statue, Chris examined said statute and frowned. "Is the cleft on my chin really that big?"
"Yes," Xavier replied coldly.
Hurt, Chris frowned. "Moving on… time for the team names."
"Do we get to choose, like we did in season three?" Aidan asked, hopeful. "Because I was thinking—"
"Great suggestion, Aidan," Chris said, abruptly cutting him off. "But the names have already been chosen by moi." Chris faced Team A, which consisted of Shaylie, Jerome, Viktoriya, Xavier, Emma, Jamie, Zane and Xena. "Team A, you shall henceforth be known as: the Toxic Rats!"
The Toxic Rat's exchanged confused and nervous glances.
"Uh…" Jamie began, confused.
Chris cut him off. He faced the other team, which had Daniel, Georgie, Lucian, Aria, Aidan, Deylanie, Walter, and Holly. "And Team B, you are hereby dubbed: the Mutant Maggots."
Their reaction was as enthusiastic as the last.
Walter chuckled uneasily. "Why are both teams making reference to chemical waste and radioactivity?"
Before Chris could respond, he was interrupted by the loud roar of another mysterious creature — the same one they heard on the beach before. Over in the foliage, a gargantuan tree fell to the forest floor.
Georgie screamed and clung to Aidan, who happened to be right next to her, in terror. "It's that thing again!" she screamed.
"I'm too young and attractive to die," Deylanie said over-dramatically.
A ghastly moan arose from the woods, and another tree, this one much closer, fell. The teenagers screamed bloody murder and a third tree fell. The bushes right next to them rustled and Walter screeched like a girl and jumped into Viktoriya's arms. Finally, the beast jumped out of the bush…
Said beast was a small, hairless squirrel.
"It was just a squirrel?" Lucian laughed, a little uneasy.
"How did it knock down all of those trees?" Aria asked, confused.
The squirrel blinked, but instead of its eyelids opening and closing horizontally, they did so vertically. Holly screamed in terror.
"Holy crap, what happened to the dastardly thing?" Xavier gasped in shock.
Chris smirked deviously. "While we were gone, I rented the island to a nice, family-oriented bio-hazardous waste disposal company. Sweet people."
The squirrel twitched its eye, which looked very weird due to its irregular eyelids, and sniffled. Chris continued on, "But the waste is having a teensy bit of an impact on the flora and fauna." As Chris finished, the squirrel stuck out its overly-long tongue and devoured a butterfly. The more squeamish contestants cried out in horror.
"Gross!" Walter scoffed. Then he grinned and chuckled. "Yet also cool."
Walter approached the mutant rodent and smiled at it. Suddenly, the squirrel roared loudly and its eyes turned a deep red. A jolt of red electricity shot out of its eyes and just barely missed Walter's feet. He yelled loudly and jumped into Viktoriya's arms again.
As if it were mocking him, the squirrel blew a raspberry at Walter and then scampered off into the forest.
Chris laughed maniacally. "Most… danger… ever!" he sang.
"This can't be legal, can it?" Aidan as, genuinely concerned. "I mean… chemical waste?"
Aidan bit his lip and twiddled his thumbs while looking away from the camera, at the corner. "Okay," he said, turning his attention to the camera, "this could end badly. I have a huge fear of all things radioactive! I don't want to turn into a mutant! That would make getting into college really hard! I don't think there are any scholarships for mutants..."
Xavier scoffed. "If Chris thinks he can get away with this, he's got another thing coming." He pulled his cell phone out of his shirt pocket and dialed a number. "Good thing this phone is water proof or —" His eyes widened when he looked at the cell phone's screen. "NO BARS? How am I supposed to manage the finances of my future campaigns with no bars? Where the hell is this island anyway? Narnia?"
"Now, before we start our very first challenge of the season, let's give out some rewards," Chris said. "Shaylie, because you made it up here before anyone else, your team gets a trampoline."
Chef Hatchet demonstrated the effectiveness of the trampoline by jumping up and down on it repeatedly.
"And the Rats get a hacksaw."
Chef Hatchet was shown to have a rusty hacksaw in his hand. Unfortunately, he slipped when he jumped up in the air again and fell to the ground.
Amused, Shaylie started laughing hysterically. In response, Chef threw the hacksaw at his head. Luckily, on the handle hit her forehead. Lucian was especially amused by this and started laughing at Shaylie misfortune, only to have Chef throw the trampoline at him.
"What do these items have to do with this bomb?" Chris asked, facing the camera. He held up a small explosive, grinning widely.
Nervously, Aidan swallowed. "He wouldn't try and do that again… would he?"
"I might," Chris answered, grinning. He faced the camera again. "Find out when we come back!"
Chris motioned to a gargantuan tree, where a totem hung from one of the branches, and then to another tree, where a similar totem was supported by a rope. One of the totems resembled a maggot, while the other looked similar to a rat. There was no doubt that these were meant to represent the teams' animals.
"Those are your team totems," Chris explained. "You need to cut them down and get them in the river and ride them back to the campgrounds. The first team there gets their pick of the cabins. But hurry, the totems are rigged with bombs that will explode if you don't plant them in front of your cabin in seven minutes or less… starting now."
The timer on the totems started to count down, so quickly, the contestants scrambled to their respective totems.
"We've gotta move quick!" Daniel exclaimed.
He approached the trampoline and moved it a few feet to the right of where it originally was. He frowned and moved it back to its original spot. "Any ideas?" he asked his team.
Walter tapped his chin. "We can use the trampolines to reach the top, but we have to find a way to cut it down."
"How come the other team got the hacksaw?" Holly complained. "Does Chris really think it's more difficult to improvise a way to get up there than it is to come up with a cutting tool?"
"Let's not worry about that," Georgie said. "There ain't nothing we can do about it. So let's just put our heads together and think."
Aidan swallowed. "We better think quickly," he said, pointing to the timer. "I don't feel like getting blown to bits today."
Meanwhile, the Toxic Rats were trying to figure out how to climb the tree without serious bodily harm.
Xavier tapped his chin. "Zane, you're going to have the tree."
"Why me?" Zane asked, irritated. "My legs are broken!"
The Republican teenager raised a brow. "Exactly. So if you fall, what's going to happen? Are you going to break your legs more?"
"Yes..?" Zane replied, bewildered by Xavier's ignorance. "Of course they will... Why don't you climb it?"
Xavier shook his head. "Oh no, I don't want to get hurt," he said simply.
Zane smacked his forehead.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Look, why don't we just all get on each other's shoulders? I'm sure we're all tall enough to reach there. Who ever ends up on top, we give them the hacksaw and have them saw down the totem pole. Easy."
Zane scoffed. "And why should we trust you?"
"Why would I purposefully cost us the challenge? That would only guarantee that I go home the first time we go to the elimination ceremony."
"And who says you aren't already?" Xavier muttered under his breath.
The blonde actress sighed. "Fine. If you are all idiotic enough to ignore my brilliant idea, then I don't know what to do. Maybe for the sake of my own sanity, I should be off of the show."
"She has a point," Jerome said with a shrug. "It's not like we're coming up with anything else ourselves."
"It's still a bad idea," Zane argued. "How can we get the third person on the second person's shoulders? It's just not possible!"
"But if we're careful, we can—"
"No! We'll just be wasting time!"
"Like how you're wasting time right now?"
"Just shut up!"
"Come on, Zane. Be the bigger man and just walk away."
Zane was furious. "Go to hell! You're the reason I'm in this goddamn thing!"
"Okay, enough fighting everybody!" Viktoriya interrupted. "We just all need to relax."
Jerome nodded in approval. "She's right. Okay, now who here is in favor of Emma's plan? Raise your hand."
Emma, Jamie, Xena, and Jerome raised their hands. Xavier, Zane, and Shaylie stubbornly kept their hands at their sides. Viktoriya shrugged.
"I think it's not necessarily a bad idea," she admitted, "but Zane's right. We need something to help us get the everyone beyond the second person on the shoulder's of people."
Jamie tapped his chin. "What we need is... some sort of machine or something to lift us."
Viktoriya sighed. "If only Walter was on our team. He's a great inventor."
"If only Viktoriya was on our team," Walter sighed, "she's great at motivating people and getting them to work together."
Holly raised a brow. "Our team isn't arguing like theirs, though."
"We might not be arguing, but we aren't making progress either," the inventor pointed out.
The two nerdy teens directed their attention to their team mates who, as Walter said, could not seem to agree on anything. While Georgie and Aidan wanted to have everyone jump from the trampoline onto the totem so the combined weight would cause the rope to break, Daniel and Deylanie wanted one person to go and see if they could untie the rope.
"It's just not safe," Daniel argued. "If it falls and we all get hurt, it's gonna be problematic for us!"
Aidan nodded. "I hear ya, dude, but I just think ours will be more effective and less time consuming. Eight heads work better than one."
"I just wish we could cut it somehow," Georgie complained. "It would be so much easier that way."
Deylanie gasped. "Wait, Aria! Do you still have your pocket knife!"
The Hispanic teenager shook her head. "They, uh... the producers took it away from me. Part of my parole, too."
Georgie groaned. "She can't use knives on the show? Ugh, that might be a problem later on in challenges. What if a knife is absolutely necessary? What then?" She rubbed her temples and sighed. "Well, at least if we lose, she'll probably be the one to go home..."
"Hey, I have an idea!" Walter announced. "Aria may not be able to use tools, but I can!"
Their curiosity aroused, the rest of the Mutant Maggots walked over to Walter to see what he had. The inventor pulled a small device out of his pocket and presented it to his team mates. It was a small, sharp device with a blinking red light.
"What is it?" Daniel asked, dumbfounded.
"It's meant to peel apples at a quicker rate than normal," Walter explained. "I got the idea after wanting to eat an apple."
Aidan raised an eyebrow. "What does that red light mean?"
The white-haired teenager tapped his chin. "I'm ninety-percent sure that it means the last apple I peeled was a red one."
"Makes sense," Deylanie said.
Aidan smiled and threw his hands up in the air as if to celebrate. "Well, what are you waiting for, Walt? Let's do this!"
As Walter prepared himself to jump onto the trampoline, the Toxic Rats were preparing to execute a plan of their own.
Emma poked Xavier in the chest. "Alright, listen up. You're the biggest, so you should go on the bottom. Jerome will go on your shoulders."
"I hope you won't be too upset that I'm above you," Jerome said sarcastically.
The conservative teenager rolled his eyes. "Please. I may be less of an ass than I was last year, but that doesn't mean that I have to put up with any of your shit." He bent his knees and placed his hands on the ground. "Just try to evenly distribute your weight."
Jerome nodded and stood on Xavier's shoulders. Jamie and Viktoriya held him up as Xavier stood up. For a few seconds, it looked as if Jerome was going to lose his balance. But years of break-dancing had blessed Jerome with balance, and he managed to stay on Xavier's shoulders.
"Don't get too excited," Zane told Emma, who was looking as smug as ever. "We still have to get five more people up there."
"Six," she corrected.
Zane snorted. "In case you haven't noticed, my legs don't work!"
"Why should that mean you don't help the team out?" Emma barked. "What if we put you on the bottom and had Xavier stand on your arm rests?"
Xavier threw Jerome off his shoulders. "That's a good idea," he said.
"I know it is, that's why I said it."
Zane rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath.
"Guys, trust me! I can do this!" Walter protested as he climbed on the trampoline.
"I don't want to sound negative, bro, but you're probably just going to hurt yourself again," Aidan said, frowning.
Xena nodded. "I must agree. Trying to do this will most certainly result in physical pain."
"Gah!" Georgie gasped. She clutched her chest. "Would you stop sneaking up on people like that? It's so weird! And why are you even over here? You're on the other team! That's what got you voted off last time... Okay, why are you staring at me for?"
"I see a poor life choice in your future," Xena said simply, "and it is your near future."
Georgie clenched her fists. "Don't talk to me like that! Just go away!"
Defeated, Xena sighed and walked back to her team.
"I can see why you guys voted her off last time," Deylanie mused. "What a weirdo."
Walter cracked his knuckles and stuck his tongue out as he made a small jump. He jumped again. And again, jumping higher each time. By the fifth jump, he had reached the totem pole and grabbed on with all his might. His team cringed, expecting him to fall at any second.
But he didn't.
"Hey!" Walter shouted happily. "I made it up there! Looks like Xena was wrong!"
"And she's totally wrong about you making a bad choice later, babe," Daniel said. He kissed Georgie on the cheek.
Georgie smiled at her boyfriend. She looked up at Walter and frowned. "Are you sure you can climb to the top, Walt?"
"I've got this!" Walter assured her. He looked up at the timer and gasped. "Only three minutes left!"
"Hurry!" Daniel shouted.
Walter put the cutting device in his mouth and wrapped his arms around the totem pole. He started shimmying himself up. Finally, he reached the top and attached the device to the rope. Walter pressed a small button and frowned when nothing happened. He pressed the button a second time. Still nothing.
"Hey, what's the trouble up there?" Aidan called from below.
"I don't know!" Walter replied, annoyed. "Perhaps the device malfunctioned during the explosion? Or maybe in the lake?"
Deylanie threw her hands up in the air. "Do something! The other team is almost finished!"
The inventor bit his lip nervously. The he gasped, snapped his fingers, and smirked. "That's it! I'll rewire the components in my watch to send a force of electrons to the remote!"
"I don't know what you said," Daniel admitted, "but do it quickly!"
Walter opened the head of his watch and poked at a blue wire with a small screwdriver. The remote control started to beep, and then the light on the device turned green. It beeped twice, and then a loud sawing noise came from it. After a few seconds, the device unlatched from the rope, and the totem pole (along with Walter) fell to the ground. The Mutant Maggots cheered.
"We have to hurry! The other team is done!" Zane exclaimed. "Okay, just one more person." He leaned forward to avoid having the top of his head in Xavier's crotch. Above Xavier stood Jerome, Jamie, Viktoriya, Shaylie, Emma, and Xena in that order.
"It was a good idea having us lean against the tree for support," Viktoriya said, smiling below.
Jamie smiled back, looking up. "Thanks!" he replied.
"Hand up the hacksaw," Xena squeaked. "I can definitely reach the rope."
"Give her the saw, Emma," Zane ordered.
The actress frowned. "I don't have it! I thought Shaylie had it!"
"I thought Viktoriya had it!" Shaylie complained.
"I thought Jamie had it!" Viktoriya lamented.
"I thought Jerome had it!" Jamie admitted.
"I thought Xavier had it!" Jerome groaned.
"I thought Zane had it!" Xavier sighed.
Zane smacked his forehead. "And I see it too! But I can't move or the wheelchair is going to be too light for you too balance!"
The Toxic Rats all began to moan and complain, until Viktoriya gasped. "Wait!" she cried. "I have an idea!"
Shaylie scoffed. "This will be good," she snarked.
"Walter, baby!" Viktoriya called to her boyfriend, who was helping his team move the totem pole into the river. "Could you help us out?"
Lucian sighed. "Don't do it, dude! I know she's your girlfriend and all, but we can't risk losing!"
"You'd do the same for Courtney," Walter argued as he ran over to the Toxic Rats.
"Dude!" protested Daniel.
Walter arrived at the other team's totem pole and stopped. He looked up at Xena and tossed her the device. She was just able to catch it. "How do I—?"
"Attach it to the rope like clamp!" the white-haired teenager instructed.
She obeyed, and Walter pressed the button. Seconds later, the totem pole fell to the ground, and the Toxic Rats' human ladder soon followed.
"Thanks for helping us, babe," Viktoriya said, standing up. She gave her boyfriend a peck on the lips, but then frowned. "You know you didn't have to do that. I hope your team is understanding of why you helped me."
Walter shrugged. "I did the right thing," he told her.
She blushed, and then gave him another kiss.
"I know what I did was right," Walter told the camera. "I have to help out my girlfriend. And besides, my team is so nice! Deylanie and Lucian are even former team mates of mine. I'm sure they'll understand!"
"Come on, Love Birds!" Georgie and Emma yelled at the same time.
Walter turned red (and Viktoriya even more so) and he quickly returned to his team. They lifted their respective totem polls as high as they could and made a dash for the river. The Toxic Rats arrived within seconds of their new rivals. Both teams dropped their totem into the lake with a thud.
Everyone climbed on to their respective totems, except Zane, who had to be tied to Jamie with the rope which previously held their totem. Both teams accelerated down the river at a rapid pace.
"No way are we losing this challenge!" Shaylie shouted fiercely.
"You might just be!" Daniel mocked as his team's totem began to pull ahead.
Lucian's eyes widened with fear. "Crap! There's a waterfall up ahead!"
"I hate waterfalls!" Deylanie complained.
Not far behind, the Toxic Rats noticed what was in store for them shortly.
"If the bombs didn't kill us, then the waterfall surely won't!" Jamie suggested optimistically.
"Ignorance is bliss," Emma mumbled.
Everyone howled in terror as they flew off the waterfall and held on to the totem pole for dear life. Both teams soared through the air, landed with a loud thud onto a large hill, and began racing down.
By the cabins, Chris and Chef Hatchet were relaxing in large white lawn chairs. A radio was on the grass beside Chef, who was reading a book. Chris sat across from him with a coconut drink in his hands. Although one cabin was old and dilapidated (perhaps even worse off than three years ago, when the first generation used them), the other was huge and ornate and had two stories.
"Ah, it feels good to be back," Chris sighed, placing his hands behind his head.
The hosts heard a loud panting sound and turned around to see the source of the noise. Owen entered the campgrounds, stopped panting, and landed on his hands and knees.
"Hey, Chris!" Owen cried. "Get this, the boat wouldn't stop!"
Chris smirked and faced the camera. "Oh, look! It's former player Owen, who is once again not competing this year!"
The chubby teenager didn't seem to hear Chris at first. "Hahaha, yeah, so I swam back to tell you that—" his eyes widened, "—WHAT? Not competing? AGAIN?"
"I'm afraid that all of this time off from competing has rendered you and the other 'classic' competitors obsolete," Chris explained, grinning widely. He paused and then widened his grin even further. "Chef?"
Chef placed a small bomb with Chris' face on it on Owen's face. He gasped in terror and ran away in a panic. Chris pressed a red button a remote control, a loud explosion was heard, and Owen went flying through the air, screaming loudly.
Chris and Chef both laughed sadistically, but their stopped when they saw one of the teams rapidly approaching the campgrounds.
It was the Toxic Rats who arrived first, and they landed with a loud thud.
"Awesome!" Jamie cheered happily. "We made it!"
Chris pointed at the watch on his wrist and scolded the team. "Tick-tock"
The Rats noticed the timer and gasped. The timer displayed a remaining ten seconds... nine seconds... eight... seven...
"Quick!" Jerome shouted. "Let's get the nice cabin!"
Each team mate picked up the totem pole again and quickly ran to the large stump between the two cabins. When they placed the totem pole on the stump, the beeping stopped with only one second remaining.
They cheered loudly and high-fived each other. Suddenly, a large shadow flew over their heads. The Mutant Maggot's totem pole had crashed into the luxurious cabin. The crash victims quickly ran away from the cabin as the timer counted down from five seconds... four... three... two...
The cabin exploded into a million pieces, leaving the Toxic Rats stunned and angry.
Chris approached them, smiling. "Too bad. It had an eight-person hot tub and air conditioning. So, as the only team with a cabin still standing, the Mutant Maggots win the first challenge!"
Still recovering from the second explosion of their day, the Mutant Maggots cheered weakly.
"I wouldn't cheer so fast," Chris told them. "You still have to vote someone off today!"
Zane raised an eyebrow. "What the heck are you talking about? You just declared us the winners!"
"Hey, hey, hey," Chris said defensively, holding up his hands, "don't worry. The Toxic Rats still have to vote someone of."
The Maggots stopped their weak cheering, and Georgie approached Chris angrily. "Explain yourself, McLean!"
"Did I not mention that today would be the only time you're competing for a reward?" Chris asked, grinning widely. "I did, didn't I? You see, I was technically telling the truth, because you are competing for a reward...
"... since both teams have to send someone home tonight!"
This sudden turn of events was met with protests from everyone.
"Are you serious?" Emma complained. "Why would you be so purposefully deceptive about that?"
"Have you met me before?" Chris snickered.
Walter approached Chris. "So where are we supposed to stay?"
"Don't fret, my pet," the host replied, petting Walter's head, "because we've got a backup cabin for you! It's every bit as nice as the one you lost!"
Chef Hatchet piloted a small red helicopter carrying a cabin identical to the dilapidated, hovering above the rubble. He lowered the helicopter until the cabin was level with the ground. He pressed a button; the ropes holding onto the "new" cabin snapped, sending it to the ground.
"You've got to be kidding me," Deylanie complained.
"I should have seen this coming," Xena sighed.
Chris faced both teams. "Alright, I'll see both teams at the first elimination ceremony of the season!"
Emma flicked her ponytail and scoffed. "Do I think I'm going to go home first? Yes. Should I? Absolutely not. Unfortunately, my team is too bitter over last season. Hopefully I can convince the others that Zane is worse than I was and have them join me in voting him off. He's my best bet at staying in the game."
Xena rubbed her arm nervously. "Although I am certain I will not be the first to go home again, I cannot help but worry for who does! I have seen who does and it is most unfair!"
Deylanie smiled at the camera. "What a day," she said. "I'm back here with all my friends, even though Viktoriya is on the other team. But whatever. This season, I'm going all the way to the top. And I'm going to party all the way there! Yeah, baby!" She blew a kiss at the camera and waved seductively.
Aria sat with her hands covering her eyes. "I know I'm going home first. Why wouldn't I? All of the mean people are on the other team, and after what I've done, I wouldn't be surprised if it was unanimous!" She started to cry, and then covered the camera with her left hand. The sobbing continued for quite some time.
Jamie smiled widely. "Man, I'm really excited to be here! I loved the first season! Anyway, being a millionaire is pretty sweet, even though I barely have seven hundred thousand left. I spent two hundred grand on a new house for my family, another fifty thousand funding my novel and helping Zane with his physical therapy and making his living conditions more comfortable. Another million would be great, though! I don't even know what I'd do with it!"
The sixteen contestants sat on the wooden tree stumps that acted as chairs at the bonfire. There were only eleven seats, so Daniel, Jerome, Lucian, and Viktoriya had elected to stay standing, while Zane had remained in his wheelchair. Chris stood behind the oil drum with a plate of fourteen marshmallows on top.
"The votes are cast," Chris told them. "Those who receive a regular marshmallow can stay, but this season, one player will receive a very special marshmallow, a marshmallow you do not want to eat."
He motioned to Chef Hatchet, who wore a large yellow hazmat suit. Chef carried a small metal box with a yellow radioactive sign on the front. He opened the box, revealing two marshmallows glowing an ominous green.
"Whoever gets the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom is out of the contest," Chris continued, "which means you can't come back ever! Okay, I'll start with the Toxic Rats. The following players are safe... Shaylie!"
Chris tossed the marshmallow in her direction, and she happily caught it. She tossed it in her mouth and grinned.
The break-dancer nodded and caught his marshmallow with one hand.
"Awesome!" the writer cheered, grinning. He received his marshmallow from Chris and kissed it.
The clairvoyant sighed in relief and opened her hands to catch her symbol of immunity. "I'm not first again," she said, smiling.
She caught her marshmallow and smiled.
The Republican teenager sighed in relief and ate his marshmallow upon receiving it.
Everyone turned and faced Zane and Emma, both of whom looked quite nervous. The schemer tugged at his collar and turned to Jamie for support. Jamie touched his shoulder and offered a reassuring smile. The devious actress smirked at Shaylie, who smirked back.
"And the First Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom goes to...
The actress quickly dodged the radioactive marshmallow, which Chef Hatchet seemed almost too happy to throw at her. Emma clenched her fists in anger, and then shot daggers at Zane. "I'm not that shocked," she admitted, "but seriously? You guys kept the cripple over me!"
"I'm still useful!" Zane sneered as he caught a regular marshmallow.
"We'll see about that," Chris chuckled. "Now, while the Rats' elimination might have been predictable, I think most everyone will be shocked with the results of the Maggots vote! ... Well, other than the Maggots of course. Their first regular marshmallow goes to... Aidan!"
The extroverted teen jokingly wiped sweat off his brow. Georgie and Daniel both laughed at this, but Aidan looked slightly disappointed that Deylanie did not seem to notice.
She happily caught her marshmallow, and then high-fived Aidan.
The fighter smirked and grabbed his marshmallow out of the air with one hand.
Holly didn't bother to look up from her video game, and the marshmallow bounced off her face and landed on the screen.
"Whoo!" she cheered.
He caught his marshmallow in the air, and then tossed it in his mouth, chewing happily.
All eyes turned to Walter and Aria, both without a marshmallow. Viktoriya gasped in shock and bit her lip nervously. Xavier sighed deeply and crossed his arms with a disappointed look on his face.
Chris chuckled sadistically and cracked his knuckles. "The second Toxic Marshmallow of Loserdom goes to...
The former boricua thought he said her name for a brief moment, then realized she was safe. She let out a surprised gasp, genuinely not expecting to still be in the game. Thought she smiled when she caught her marshmallow and saw her boyfriend smile at her, her relief turned to guilt when she heard Viktoriya cry out and saw the look of betrayal on Walter's face.
Walter slumped down in his seat. "I... I can't say I'm not entirely shocked," he admitted. "I knew why I was in the bottom two, but I didn't think I'd be going home."
"You guys kept this sociopath and not Walter?" Viktoriya screamed, her face red as an apple.
Walter took his girlfriend's hands in his, with sad but strong eyes. "Babe, it's okay."
"No, it's not! You don't deserve to be out this early! You were only trying to help out your girlfriend! That's what a good person does!"
"I know, but they aren't entirely unjustified. If this had been a single elimination challenge, I would have actually cost us the win."
Viktoriya pouted. "It's still not right, Doc. You've—"
She was interrupted by a pair of lips pressing against her own. Walter wrapped his arms around her waist, and Viktoriya blushed deeply, her face now red with love rather than rage.
Most of the other contestants cheered for the couple, though some remained silent (Shaylie, Zane, and Emma).
"Ahem," Chris coughed loudly, grabbing the kissing teenagers' attention. "Emma and Walter, if you two would be so kind as to follow me."
Walter stood up and sighed. He turned to Emma and asked aloud, "I guess we're walking down the Dock of Shame?"
"Let's just get this over with," Emma scowled.
Chris grinned. "Actually, we came up with something new this season. You guys will love it!"
Thought the Dock of Shame remained, no boat waited at its end; a towering catapult stood at the edge. Emma and Walter were squeezed in, and it was abundantly clear that there was only enough room for one person.
From a safe distance on the dock, Chris and Chef stood, both eagerly facing the catapult. "Say hello to the Hurl of Shame!" Chris bellowed. "Patent-pending."
"This isn't the last you've seen of me!" Emma insisted.
Walter rolled his eyes. "Chris, would you mind hurling us separately?"
The host approached the catapult and grabbed a large switch. He tapped his chin with his free hand and frowned. "Let me think about that..." He smirked sadistically. "No!"
Wham! Both Emma and Walter were launched into the sky, high above the lake. When the screaming stopped, Chris turned to face the camera.
"Two down, fourteen to go," Chris declared. "Who's next in line? Find out next time on Total... Drama... Revenge of the Island!"
Holly sighed deeply, then rubbed the back of her neck. "I know Walter screwed up in the challenge, but he's a nice guy! And besides, Aria's crazy! I don't want that kind of person on my team. I vote for Aria."
Daniel shrugged. "Do I feel bad that I'm voting for Walter?" He shrugged. "I guess. He's a cool dude and all, but he could have cost us the challenge if both teams didn't have to vote someone off anyway! And yeah, Aria is crazy, but she's bound to get voted off soon anyway, right?"
Aidan groaned loudly. "I really don't want to vote anyone on my team off, they're all so nice! ... Except Aria." He bit his lip and looked around nervously. "I'm kind of afraid of her. That's why she gets my vote." His eyes suddenly widened with fear. "Oh God... she might see this..." He quickly dashed out of the confessional.
Aria rubbed her temples softly, and then sighed, defeated. "Just relax, Aria. Maybe they won't vote you off? ... But why wouldn't they?" She suddenly slapped herself in the face. "Pull yourself together, Valencia! You won't be taken down that easy!" She faced the camera. "Sorry, Walt. I have to save my own skin."
Walter pulled the collar of his shirt, nervous. "I love Viktoriya, and I know I did the right thing by helping her. But did I do the smart thing?" He moaned with worry. "I vote for Aria. I don't feel comfortable with a killer on the island."
Deylanie was applying lipstick, but stopped when her eyes met the camera. "It's gotta be Walter. The little guy's a puppy dog, but he's a puppy dog that could have cost us the challenge!"
Georgie crossed her legs. "Who do I vote for?" she snorted. "Deylanie. I, uh, don't like the way she's been ignoring Aidan lately, what's up with that? I know I'm probably wasting my vote, but whatever."
Lucian sat with his arms crossed, annoyed. "Man, I wish I didn't have this many nice people on the team. It only makes voting that much harder! I vote for Walter. He helped out Viktoriya, despite what I said! Plus, despite everything, Aria was there to help me take down Emma last season. That's got to count for something."
Xena was sitting cross-legged, her head propped up on her hands. "I know what's going to happen, but it may be dependent on who I vote for. There is a greater evil lurking, but I must not waste my vote! Voting for Emma is the only logical choice."
Xavier made an attempt to call someone, but to no avail. "Stupid isolated island," he grumbled. He turned to face the camera and scoffed. "Is this even a question? Emma."
Emma smirked devilishly. "I've got one other people voting with me. Unfortunately, I couldn't convince anybody else. But my team seemed argumentative enough that perhaps they won't all vote for me."
Shaylie held a crisp fifty dollar bill. "Emma gave me fifty bucks to vote with her, but you know what? I don't care. I already have the money, what's to stop me from voting for her? And that's exactly what I'm doing!"
Jamie tapped his chin. "Hmm, this is a tough one," he lamented. "Oh, wait, no it's not! Emma! Emma! Emma! Emma! Emma!"
Jerome chuckled, smiling. "I wish I could vote for Xavier — and thought I can, it would be a waste of a vote." He shrugged. "I vote for Emma. I'll get that smug jerk next time."
Viktoriya looked rather nervous. "Am I worried about Walter? Not that much. Aria's on his team, and she's a psycho! Who do I vote for, though? Definitely Emma. That /censored/ has to go!"
Zane looked more grim than usual. "What happens to me next?" he grumbled. "I either go home, or I wave goodbye to Emma as she walks down the Dock of Shame — my money's on the latter. And just to ensure that, I vote for Emma!" He scoffed. "Like there was any doubt!"
Elimination Order: Emma & Walter.
Toxic Rats: Shaylie, Jerome, Viktoriya, Xavier, Jamie, Zane, Xena
Mutant Maggots: Daniel, Georgie, Lucian, Aria, Aidan, Deylanie, Holly
 - For those of who who are fluent in Pig Latin, this translates to "nix on the voting". Don't thank me, thank the online translator I used.
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