Heather was not in good mood. Despite actually winning TDWT, all she had gotten for her efforts was almost being smothered in molten rock. Could be worse, Heather thought to herself. I could be like Alejandro and be in the hospital for having third degree burns over 98% of my body. That thought did cheer her up a bit, but it wasn't enough.

Heather was currently sulking in a hotel room. After fleeing for their lives from an erupting volcano and swimming into the ocean, Chris had picked the former contestants up in a boat took them to the nearby island where the new Playa De Losers was. Those in need of medical attention were taken to a hospital, everyone else was taken to a hotel and assigned rooms.

Heather knew that since she was being given a free room in a tropical paradise, she should make the most of it and treat herself to an impromptu vacation but she was having trouble finding the drive to go out because she was a little depressed about not getting the million dollars. Besides that, she did not want to deal with any of the former contestants.

She was interrupted by a knock on the door. Despite having a feeling that she would regret it, she went to open the door. She opened the door and saw that no one was there. She turned to look down the hallway and still didn't see anyone.

"Huh," she said then closed the door and went back into her room. Heather decided to look down and see if the person who knocked had slipped anything under the door. This turned out to be a good idea, because she saw what looked like a ticket. She picked it up and saw that it was for a movie called 'Megamind'.

Her first thought was that this was a trap. But, she didn't have anything better to do so she decided to risk it. The ticket was for 10:30 p.m. and it was currently 10 o'clock right now, so that should leave enough time.

Heather went to the lobby and asked for directions to the theater. She got there with plenty of time to spare and took a seat. If there were a trap, it probably would have been sprung by now, Heather thought. Heather could tell from a poster outside that this was one of those CGI animated movies aimed for kids. She decided to not let that bother and just sit back and enjoy the show.

Some time later, the movie had ended and Heather exited the theater. She thought it had been a very entertaining movie, but since she was over the age of ten she had noticed all of subtleties the filmmakers had used to get their moral across. That moral was how a person can rise above the circumstances of their life and be the kind of person they want to be.

Whoever gave me the ticket, Heather began thinking, must have seen the movie first and thought it might inspire me to change. But who? Heather's first thought was that it could be Cody since he tried to convince her that she was a good person (she was sure he meant just in relation to Alejandro). Her second thought was that it might be Harold on account of how he helped her in the final challenge of TDWT and reached out to her during the hunt for the million dollars following season 1. Plus, 'Megamind' seemed him like the kind of movie he would see. One last possibility occurred to her that it could be DJ since he didn't seem to completely despise her and was probably naïve enough to think this gesture might have an effect.

But asking any of them if they gave her the ticket would be awkward, mostly because if the first person she asked wasn't her anonyomous beneficiary, that would mean admitting that she just saw a movie aimed for a much younger demographic.

Heather decided to forget about that for now: she had bigger things to worry about. The movie had made her consider what she had gotten from her life of amoral selfishness. She was near-universally despised, lost the position of influence she once held in her school and did not have a million dollars to show for it (though that last one could be blamed on Ezekiel). What did she really have to lose from at least trying to change?

Not a damn thing, Heather thought in regards to that question. Heather began walking back to the hotel. As she continued walking, she thought of the song 'The Infection' by Disturbed (a group Heather would never admit to liking).

In the back of my mind I can,

Barely even remember when

There was nothing left to hide

Heather had trouble remembering when she used to not be such a bitch. She did know that back then, she didn't have to worry about keeping things to herself all the time.

I was forced to walk alone

Living in an empty home

She felt so alone when she lost her influence. She had never been very close to her family, so there was no help there.

All I wanted was to hide

And try to numb this ache inside

And I'm still afraid of the light

And a thousand voices share their laughter at my demise

She was somewhat depressed after that. She dealt with people at her school who took it upon themselves to punish her for her transgressions and others over the internet calling her the embodiment of all evil.

Now if I am to survive

The infection must die

Murder the beast that has been eating me alive

The infection must die

Give me release from this demon of mine (demon of mine)

The infection must DIE!

Heather now felt that she needed to change her life. Otherwise, people would keep hating her guts until the end of time and make her pay for her crimes over and over again. Plus, if she didn't change her ways, there was a chance her brand of opportunistic pettiness might turn into complete malevolence of the level of Chris or Alejandro. Considering the intense hatred she had for both of them, she was disgusted with the idea of becoming more like them.

Heather made it back to her room. She changed out of her clothes and decided to go to bed. She knew it would be a while before she fell asleep because she started thinking of ways to take the first steps on this new path of hers.

….

The next day, Heather did a little shopping then went to the nearby hospital where some of the former contestants were. She was carrying a small box with her that she was going to give to one of them. But first, she was going to see a certain evil Latino.

She got to Alejandro's room. When Chris checked him into the hospital, the doctors diagnosed him with having third degree burns over 98% of his body. He had just gotten skin grafts for all that damaged tissue (Heather didn't know it, but the surgeons had pulled an all-nighter for Al). He was wrapped up in plaster like a mummy, including his mouth.

Perfect, Heather thought. She was planning to have a conversation with Alejandro: specifically, the kind of conversation where she did all the talking while he stayed as quite as a mime with damaged vocal cords.

"Hi Al," Heather said with a fake smile. "There are a few things I want to get off my chest. First off, you are an evil bastard. I mean, taking advantage of Bridgette's borderline nymphomania, coaxing Leshawna into going ape shit on me, and of course there's what you did to DJ."

"You used his curse phobia to build up his confidence then tore it down just for the hell of it," Heather continued. "What possible reason did you have to do that? Because you thought the teams wouldn't disband? DJ is the nicest person I've ever met, and you put him through that because you thought Chris could be taken at his word. You should be ashamed of yourself. Not for the obvious reasons, I mean: for being cruel in such an unbelievably idiotic way."

Heather took a deep breath before she continued. "I know I'm not a good person. I've done lots of terrible things: I've lied, cheated, and ruined the lives of others to make my own more convenient. And as that person, I want to say that you are one sick f#^k." Heather then spit on the plaster around Alejandro's face.

"One last thing Al," Heather said. "Thank you. If I hadn't met you, there's a chance I might have become you."

Heather turned to walk out of Alejandro's hospital room and saw a certain muscle-bound female standing in the doorway.

….

Author's note: to be clear, I will give a clear explanation for where the ticket came from. It just won't be until the very end of the story, so keep that in mind. Also, I don't own either the movie 'Megamind' or the band Disturbed. I only used some of the lyrics from 'the infection', not the whole song.

Also, if you are reading this story and are hoping to see Heather fail on this path to prove that she is still evil even when trying not to be, stop reading because you are going to be very disappointed.