Total Drama Island is owned by Cartoon Network, Teletoon, and Cake TV. I do not own any of the characters, any of the challenges, nor do I own the setting of this story. This is an alternate reality of the show Total Drama Island. I advise all of you readers to not attempt anything these crazy teens may do…seriously; I don't want a lawsuit on my hands!
AN: Welcome to my newest story Total Drama Island: Redux. This features the original twenty-two campers on the first season of Total Drama, Total Drama Island. Eliminations and teams are a switched a bit (mostly eliminations), and the outcomes of challenges will also change. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I will enjoy writing it! I will also be skipping the arrival of the campers, that part remains the exact same. Also, all couples (except for Owen and Izzy) will be the same. Two fanon couples will also be added.
Inspired by: The Kobold Necromancer, Frank15, Lord Akiyama, Enigma Dragon Warrior, and Reading10.
Not So Happy Campers
The peace and quiet of Camp Wawanakwa could no longer be held. Soon, everything on this island would become crazy. The weather was surprisingly really nice, not too hot, not too cold. It was as if the island knew that today would be their last day of peace, and they were making it the best they could.
The animals were all sleeping peacefully with each other. Even the bear had allowed the squirrels to sleep with him for warmth. The leaves on the trees were being blown slightly by the gentle breeze the island had made.
At nine o' clock in the morning on June 10th, the cameras were ready to roll and the host, a middle aged man in his late thirties, was ready to begin his opening monologue.
"Yo!" The host exclaimed with enough enthusiasm to power a light bulb. "We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario!" The host smiled a bright smile which would soon become his trademark smile.
"I'm your host," he said as he pointed to himself with pride, puffing his chest, "Chris McLain dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television right now!
"Here's the deal," Chris said, walking across the dock as he talked. "Twenty-two campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp."
He stopped in front of the big sign that read 'Camp Wawanakwa' and gave a smirk. "They will compete in challenges against each other, and then have to face the judgment of their fellow campers!
"Every three days," Chris spoke as the camera got a close-up of his handsome face, "one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the loser boat, and leave Total Drama Island for good!"
The scene changes to the Campfire Ceremony as Chris pops his head in the camera's view. "Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic Campfire Ceremony where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." He walks to his oil drum and picks up a stick which has a marshmallow on the end of it. He promptly sticks the end with marshmallow in his mouth and he pulls the stick out, the marshmallow gone.
"In the end only one will be left standing and they will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame," he holds up a large amount of magazines with his face on it, "and a small fortune, which let's face it-they'll probably blow in a week.
"To survive, they'll have to battle black flies." The scene changes to a swarm of flies flying around while huge furry arms are trying to swat them away.
"Grizzly bears." The camera lowers to show the grizzly bear growl while he swats the flies.
"Disgusting camp food." The scene changes to a bowl full of maggots while a particularly large maggot with a face on it says, "Hey now."
Scene changes back to Chris with a nasty smirk on his face, "and each other. Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds on cameras situated all around the camp.
"Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now on Total Drama Island!" With each word of the title the camera backed up showing the large Dock of Shame and some of the island.
(Cue theme song and we're good to go!)
AN: Like I said, skipping the arrivals you all know what happens and everything in the arrivals is the exact same.
The twenty-two teenagers were either standing or sitting on the many tree stumps situated around the campfire. Some were looking at their competition, while others were looking to see who they could be friends with or hook up with.
One particular guy, Cody, was looking at the resident Goth girl, Gwen. He smiled and walked up to her, as soon as he opened his mouth; Gwen scowled at him and told him to go away. Cody sulked back to his seat.
"Welcome," Chris smiled at his victims, "to Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next eight weeks! The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends, you dig?"
Eva glared at those standing around her, making them back up a couple of steps from her. Courtney smiled at the two people next to her, Geoff and Noah. As Harold smiled at Duncan, Duncan held up a threatening fist to him with an intimidating face to follow.
"The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win one hundred thousand dollars," Chris exclaimed. He smiled at the campers seeing that people were already glaring daggers at others.
Heather smiled, "Chris, I think you should just hand me the check right now. I mean, look at these losers."
Many glared at the queen bee that just held a triumphant smirk on her face. Chris chuckled, "You wish, hon."
"Yo Chris," Duncan walked up with a smile on his face, "what will the sleeping arrangements be? I want to request a bunk under her." He jerked his thumb back at Heather who went wide-eyed.
"They're not co-ed…are they?" Heather asked in a worried tone.
"No," Chris chuckled, "though it would be good for ratings."
Lindsay raised her hand with a ditzy smile on her face, "Excuse me, Kyle?"
"It's Chris," Chris sighed. "What do you want?"
"Can I get the cabin with the lake view because I'm the prettiest?" Lindsay asked hopefully.
"Okay," Chris frowned, "you are."
"Perv," Gwen muttered under her breath.
"But, that's not how it works here," Chris said.
"I have to be with Sadie or else I'll get really, really sick and die!" Katie exclaimed holding Sadie's hand.
"And I'll break out in hives," Sadie said.
"It's true," Katie added, smiling sweetly at the sadistic host.
"What have I got myself into?" Noah face-palmed.
"Why are you so mean?" Katie retorted, scowling at the cynic.
"Why are you talking to me?" Noah asked, his eyebrow raised.
"Let's save all the juicy drama for later," Chris exclaimed. "Duncan," the camera showed Duncan giving a noogie to a nearby deer, "please refrain from doing that. PETA will be all over me if we continue with animal abuse."
Duncan dropped the animal and walked back to the group. "Stage is all yours Chris."
Chris smiled, "Here's the deal: I'm going to split you up into two teams of eleven. If I call your name, please stand over there." He jerked his thumb to the right.
"Gwen." The Goth girl sighed and started walking.
"Trent." Trent walked next to Gwen, giving her a small smile, which she returned.
"Heather." The queen bee smirked and strutted to her team.
"Cody." Cody, excited to be on the same team as Gwen, ran over there.
"Lindsay." The dumb blonde took a minute to register that Chris had called her and she walked over to her team, waving and smiling.
"Beth." Beth squealed and ran to her team, hugging them all, sans Heather and Gwen.
"Katie." Katie stayed by Sadie's side, waiting for Chris to call her.
"Owen." The fat boy let out a loud cheer and ran to his team giving them high-fives.
"Leshawna." Leshawna smiled and walked to her team.
"Justin." Justin flipped his hair and gave a wide grin (which made the girls and Owen swoon) and walked to his team.
"Noah." The bookworm rose an eyebrow, sighing he walked to his team.
"That's it!" Chris smiled, ignoring the cries of Katie and Sadie. "You guys are now known as…" he tossed them a rolled up, green flag to Owen. He unrolled it to find what looked like a gopher in a fighting stance, "the Screaming Gophers!"
"Nice name," Noah scoffed. "Come up with it yourself?"
"Yeah!" Owen exclaimed. "I'm a gopher! I've always wanted to be one!"
"The rest of you," Chris exclaimed, "stand over here!
"Geoff." Geoff smiled, pushed his cowboy hat up a little, then walked over to where Chris had pointed.
"Bridgette." The surfer girl smiled and walked towards Geoff and gave him a high five.
"DJ." DJ smiled and walked to his team and gave them high fives.
"Tyler." The jock flexed his muscles, ran to his teammates, and tripped over, rolling the rest of the way. (A lot of commas in that sentence.)
"Sadie." The two girls were practically crying, but Chris went on.
"Izzy." The crazy girl flashed a wicked grin and double back flipped to her team.
"Courtney." The CIT smiled and looked at her team.
"Ezekiel." Ezekiel walked next to Courtney, who gave him a look of disgust as the prairie boy started to pick his nose.
"Duncan." The punk frowned and pushed Harold to the ground. Ignoring the glare from Courtney, he walked to his team.
"Eva." The fitness buff was lifting some dumbbells as she was waiting. With a growl, she made her way to her teammates.
"Harold." Harold picked himself off of the ground and slowly made his way to the team.
"You guys are now known as…" Chris tossed a red, rolled up flag, which hit Harold in the face, knocking him down on the ground. Duncan grabbed the flag and unfurled it. It looked like it had a fish with an angry face in another battle stance.
"The Killer Bass," Chris exclaimed. The Killer Bass rolled their eyes at the lame name.
"Chris," Katie cried. "Please! Please let Sadie come to my team!"
Both girls ran up to him yelling please in his face, annoying him even more by the second. Justin raised his hand, "I'll switch places with her."
"Fine!" Chris yelled at the two. "Just shut up! Justin is now on the Killer Bass and Sadie is on the Screaming Gophers!"
The two cheered, hugged the male model so tight, and joined their new team. Justin shrugged, and walked to the Killer Bass.
Chris, recovering from that scene, gained his trademark smile back. "Okay campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition."
(Confessional Outhouse – Debut of the Outhouse!)
Chris – "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries any time you want," Chris explained. "Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking, or just get something off your chest."
Gwen – "Um, okay," Gwen pondered. "So far this sucks."
Lindsay – Standing with her back to the camera, "I don't get it…where is that camera?"
Heather – "That Justin guy?" Heather raised an eyebrow. "Looks untrustworthy, really sneaky. I'm the only villain here; no one stands in my way!"
Justin – "My sudden swap of teams?" Justin chuckled. "Looks like one villain is good enough for that team. I'll just take control of the Bass and at the merge destroy Heather."
"Any questions?" Chris asked. Many of the campers raised their hands, but Chris just chuckled and ignored them. "Cool, let's find your cabins."
(Confessional Outhouse – Already?)
Noah – "Chris, that narcissistic old fool," Noah sighed. "I just hope he's not one of those hosts that tilt the game in the favor of the antagonists."
Chris – "Noah, Noah, Noah," Chris tutted. "The number one rule of reality shows is that the antagonists brings the ratings…why not keep them in longer?"
"Gophers, you're in the east cabin, Bass in the west," Chris pointed them out. "Be ready to chow down on some lunch in one hour!"
Chris walked away while the campers went to go unpack their stuff.
(Gophers – Boys)
The four guys walked in and immediately partnered up with another. Trent took the top while Cody took the bottom of one bunk bed, and Noah got top and Owen took the bottom. Noah mentioned not wanting to be flattened in his sleep when he denied that Owen take the top bunk.
"So guys," Cody rubbed his hands, a smirk on his face. "Any girls you're interested in?"
"That one girl, Gwen has been catching my eye. And I have the slightest feeling that I'm catching hers too," Trent smiled. Immediately, Cody frowned.
"Oh…ok," Cody said, looking distraught.
"Something wrong, little buddy?" Owen smiled, giving Cody a noogie.
"N-nothing. Just a little nervous about our first challenge," Cody quickly covered up.
Though Trent looked suspicious, he immediately shrugged it off. "I hope it's a talent show. I could play my guitar."
"Probably something dangerous and life-threatening," Noah stated, reading his book.
"Hopefully, it will be fun," Owen exclaimed. "I'm so glad to have all guys in this room though! We can all be messy and we can all talk about girls and it will all be guys sleeping with each other, and guys having fun together-
"Please stop talking before I think of something very dirty and awkward," Noah replied, his face contorted in disgust.
Trent and Cody stepped away from Owen after that remark and kept a good distance from the big guy.
(Confessional Outhouse – Guys, guys, guys!)
Owen – "Was it something I said?" Owen asked. He then farts so badly the flies around him fall to their death.
Noah – "I can already tell I won't enjoy this game. Maybe I can catch up on my reading, though," Noah said. He pulls out a book with the title 'Trigonometry Is Rad!'
Trent – "I do wonder why Cody looked really depressed after mentioning I liked Gwen," Trent pondered.
Cody – "I know I have no hope with Gwen now. Trent is like one of those nice popular guys, they're good looking, are really good at something, and they are really nice, even to geeks like me," Cody stated, sighing.
(Gophers – Girls)
As the seven girls walked into their room for the next eight weeks, they all noticed something important: There were only three bunk beds. (For those not good at math there are two beds in one set of bunk beds, since there are seven girls on the Gophers and three sets of bunk beds, one girl will not get a bed, or they will share.)
Heather scoffed as she walked into the room. "This looks like somewhere a pig would sleep," she smirked as Gwen walked in their room. "This is totally your place!"
"Drop dead," Gwen snarled, knocking her down with her suitcase. Lindsay rushed in and helped Heather to her feet.
Heather put on her best fake smile for the ditzy blonde and said, "Thank you Lindsay! We should totally be BFFs!"
Lindsay squealed and put her hands to her chest. "Definitely, Feather!"
Heather, although very annoyed, still smiled and nodded.
(Confessional Outhouse – Girls, girls, girls!)
Lindsay – "Me and Heathen are going to be the best of BFFs!" She squeals with excitement. "I hope all my other BFFs don't get jealous though!"
Heather – She chuckles, "That blonde idiot is too easy to manipulate." She blows her nails and checks them with a smirk. "This game is mine."
Gwen – "Heather is like those spoiled rich girls at my school," Gwen sighs. "The ones that pick on me because I'm different and a freak in their eyes! They're the freaks, look how dumb some of them are!"
Cody suddenly walks into their room and goes over to Lindsay. "Hey babe," Cody smiled slyly (or what he thought was sly) at her.
Lindsay smiled back at the tech-geek. "Hi, you're a really pretty girl!"
Cody looked taken aback by this and he was speechless. "Except you don't really have big boobs like these," Lindsay said playing around with her large chest.
"Shouldn't you be on the boys' side?" Gwen stated, glaring at the geek. Cody smiled nervously at her as she glared.
He was soon thrown out of the room, landing in the grass and skidding across until he hit his head on the Confessional Outhouse.
Leshawna, Beth, Katie, and Sadie all walked in at that moment and they were all talking with each other. Leshawna and Beth were talking about their home lives and Katie and Sadie about their usual topics.
"I feel ya girl," Leshawna clapped her hand on the farm girl's back. "I would not be able to wake up that early every morning!"
"You get pretty used to it," Beth shrugged. "I'm more of a morning person anyways, so I don't mind."
"Now, what about this crummy summer camp, I thought we were staying in a resort!"
"I guess that was just a trick to get more people to sign up, that's one of the reasons I wanted to sign up."
"Let me guess, the money is another reason?"
"Yeah, and to make some new friends and become famous. I don't get that much attention at school and I always dream of being popular!"
"Look girl, being popular ain't the most important thing in high school. If you ask me, all those spoiled white girls are really mean, and I can't see you hurting a fly!"
"Thanks Leshawna," Beth sighed.
Katie and Sadie were chattering away about the competition, how fun it would be, which guys are really hot, and a little bit of smack about Heather.
"Yeah," Sadie said, glancing at Heather, "she really looks like she uses dye to make her hair black."
"She's probably really ugly without make-up on too!" Katie exclaimed.
Heather overheard the two talking about her and growled. She walked up to the BFFLs and hit them over the head with one of her bags.
"Ouch," they both cried out at the same time. "That hurt," Katie exclaimed rubbing her head.
"What was that for, Heather?" Sadie questioned, also rubbing her head.
Heather shook her head in disbelief and walked over to her bed, ignoring the many glares from her roommates.
(Confessional Outhouse – Humans, humans, humans!)
Heather – "Those two have the nerve to talk about me like that?" Heather rubbed her hands together with an evil smirk. "Those two will rue the day they crossed me!"
Katie & Sadie – "That was really mean of Heather to his us like that," Katie said, crossing her arms.
"Totally," Sadie agreed, "she has no right to do that."
"I think she was jealous of how beautiful you are!"
"No, you're the pretty one Katie!"
"No, you totally are!"
A knock was heard from the outside as Gwen's voice yelled through the door, "Stop having a stupid love fest and let me confess already!"
Gwen – "Stupid twins," Gwen grumbled.
(Bass – Boys)
"I get top bunk," Duncan called out as the seven guys walked into their room.
"What's so great aboo't being on top, eh?" Ezekiel asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know, it's just better," Duncan shrugged.
"We're gonna have an awesome party dudes," Geoff exclaimed. He threw his hands in the air, then he went over and put his arms around Ezekiel and Duncan.
Justin smiled at the three wondering how he would be able to manipulate each of them. He went up to them and started giving the others some high fives.
Harold walked over to another bunk and put his stuff down on the bottom bunk. Duncan scoffed, "What do you think you're doing, nerd?"
"Putting my stuff on my bed," Harold wheezed. "Gosh!"
"Your bed?" Duncan raised an eyebrow. "Only six beds in here and seven people. I'd say the nerdiest one doesn't get a bed."
"Now that's not fair!" Harold cried. "Us nerds are always being put down in oppression!"
"Do we care?" Duncan chuckled. "Now, you sleep on the floor, or we kick you out of the cabin."
Harold grumbled, "Fine." He then moved his stuff under a bed and went outside to see if he could borrow a blanket and a pillow from the girls.
Ezekiel sat down on the bottom bunk of Duncan's bed and raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't that a bit harsh?"
Duncan shook his head, "You've got a lot to learn, dude. Nerds are the worst people you can ever meet, they're really annoying and easy to pick on."
"I don't mind nerds much," Tyler said laying his stuff down on the top bunk of Geoff's bed.
"Well then, you're not a very good jock," Justin grumbled, putting his stuff on the top bunk of DJ's bed.
"What was that Justin, man?" DJ asked, smiling at the male model.
"Oh, nothing," Justin said, smiling back.
(Confession Outhouse – Animals, animals, animals!)
Harold – "Gosh! I really hate people like Duncan," Harold said. "They think they are better just because nerds are not as strong as jocks or as popular as them."
Duncan – "My teammates are pretty cool except for dork," Duncan chuckles. "I think he should learn a lesson or two for being like that. Dude wouldn't survive in juvie for five minutes."
Ezekiel – "I think we can win every challenge easily, eh," Ezekiel smiled. "We only have foo'r girls!"
(Bass – Girls)
"Woohoo," Izzy exclaimed doing cartwheels into their room.
"What are you happy about?" Courtney asked, walking into the room.
"To live life," Izzy yelled in Courtney's ear giving the CIT a bear hug.
"Put me down," Courtney shrieked. She tried wriggling out of the crazy girl's grip, but Izzy let go and Courtney fell on the floor.
Bridgette came in and helped Courtney up with a smile. Courtney brushed some dirt off of her blouse and smiled at Bridgette, "Thanks."
"No problem," Bridgette said, putting her stuff down. Eva then walked in, grumbled and glared at some of her roommates and set her stuff down.
"You bother me and it will be the last thing you ever do," Eva growled at them.
Courtney and Bridgette took a step back, but Izzy had a wicked grin on her face. "Izzy challenges you to a duel," she exclaimed, cackling.
Eva growled and charged towards Izzy. Izzy flipped over Eva and grabbed her from the back. She threw Eva over her head, crashing into her bed.
Eva snarled, picked up Courtney and threw her at Izzy. Izzy grabbed Courtney and put her down gently, cackling all the while. Izzy jumped up to the light fixture on their roof and started swinging on it.
When she gained enough momentum, she launched herself at Eva who grabbed her head and started spinning around to gain some momentum to throw her. When Eva finished Izzy flew through the wall of their cabin and landed on top of Chris.
The host shoved Izzy off of him, picked himself up, and brushed some dirt off of his shirt. Grumbling, he walked towards the cabins, leaving Izzy, unconscious on the floor.
(Confessional Outhouse – Hosts, hosts, hosts!)
Chris – "Stupid psycho," Chris grumbled. "Why did I accept her on this show?"
Eva – "I'm the strongest! Izzy may have put up a good fight, but no one defeats me!" She laughs to herself.
(Mess Hall)
"Listen up!" Chef Hatchet screamed at the scared campers. "I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down, now!"
"Excuse me," Beth said, "will we be getting all the major food groups?" Chef put some of his "sloppy joe" on Harold's and Beth's tray.
"Yeah," Harold wheezed, "cause I get hypoglycemic real bad if I don't get enough sugar."
Chef narrowed his eyes at him, his anger really high. "You'll get a whole lot of shut the heck up!"
"Gosh!" Harold cried out, walking to his team's table.
"Have a cow," Owen chuckled to Noah.
"What was that?" Chef screamed at the large teen. Immediately both Noah and Owen got worried looks on their faces. "Come closer big guy, I didn't hear you!"
Owen stuttered, "Oh, it was nothing, n-nothing important a-at all sir!"
"I'm sure it wasn't!" Owen walked away, still with a worried expression on his face. "Come scrawny kid," Chef pointed at Noah.
"Do I get the oh so happy joy of getting more of this vomit?" Noah raised an eyebrow. In response, Chef flung a spoonful of the meat at his face.
Noah merely blinked, his face covered in gross meat. "I'll just be going, then." Noah turned around and walked away.
Leshawna, standing next to Eva, smiled at her and held out a hand for a high five. "Yo, what's up girl?"
Eva just glared at the large sister, grabbed her food and walked away. "Oh so that's how it is, now?" Leshawna scoffed.
Cody and Ezekiel walked up to Chef next, and were pretty scared of Chef's wide grin. "Two scrawny boys! It's a dream come true!"
"Why is it a dream come true, eh?" Ezekiel asked nervously.
Chef was still grinning as he got a whole pot of his meat and put half of the pot on Ezekiel's tray and the other half on Cody's.
Cody looked horrified, but still stammered out, "U-uh th-thanks." Then he walked away while Ezekiel stared at it.
"What is it made from?" Ezekiel asked, confused.
Chef grinned and went to his ear and whispered, "Little scrawny homeschool kids."
Ezekiel was terrified and stood in his place in shock. "Next!" Chef yelled at him, knocking him to the floor and spilling his tray of "food" all over himself.
Everyone was eating, I mean force-feeding, themselves their 'food'. They didn't want to face the wrath of Chef Hatchet and his knife skills.
Chris walked in, enjoying the faces of those who were in pain from the disgusting food. "Welcome to the Mess Hall, your cafeteria for the next eight weeks!"
"Yo, Chris," Geoff said, "can we order a pizza or something?" In response a giant cleaver was thrown straight from the kitchen at Geoff. He dodged in the nick of time and the cleaver was stuck in the wall.
Geoff, now horrified, stammered, "It's cool! It's cool! We love this food! Right guys?" The other campers in shock, nodded their heads slowly.
Chris chuckled at the scared campers. "Your first challenge begins in one hour! Oh, and you might want to put on your bathing suits!"
(Confessional Outhouse – Gophers, gophers, gophers!)
Katie and Sadie – "I wonder what we'll have to do, Sadie," Katie said, kind of worried.
"It's okay Katie, I'm sure it won't be that bad!"
"But, it might like make us split apart or something!"
"That is bad! You are the smart one Katie!"
"No, you're like totally smarter!"
"No, you are!"
"You're both not," Gwen yelled from the outside. "Let me in!"
Gwen – "Those two are really getting on my nerves," Gwen grumbled.
"Don't worry guys," DJ smiled at his teammates. "It's our first challenge, how hard could it be?"
(On top of the 1000 foot high cliff)
Everyone on the cliff glared at DJ, who gulped in fright. "Oh shi-"
"Anyways," Chris interrupted. "Welcome to your first challenge! This challenge is threefold! Your first task is to jump off this 1000 foot high cliff into the lake!"
"Piece of cake," Bridgette said, smiling.
"If you look down you'll see two target areas," Chris went on. "The outer and larger area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic," Chris chuckles, "man-eating sharks!"
Some people gasped, while others grinned wickedly, ready for the challenge (I lied, only Izzy did this.)
"And the smaller area is the safe zone, which we're pretty sure is shark-free!" Chris exclaimed. "That's your target area!"
"Excuse me," Leshawna cried out.
"So you're sending us to our deaths," Noah stated, "how great."
Ignoring the two, Chris went on, "For each member of your team that jumps and actually…survives. There will be a crate of supplies waiting below. Inside each crate are supplies that you'll need for the second part of the challenge, building a hot tub! The team with the best one gets to have a wicked hot tub party tonight! The losers will be sending someone home.
"Let's see…Killer Bass you're up first!" Chris grinned at the worried team.
"So…who's first?" Bridgette asked her teammates. All of them stepped back, leaving Bridgette ahead of them.
"Ladies first," Duncan purred. Courtney glared at the punk, which made him take another step back.
"Fine, I guess I'll go, then," Bridgette said, worried. "It's only a jump to my death, not anything important." She jumped off the cliff, screaming all the way down. Her team cheered for her as she landed in the safe zone. She waved back up to them and got on the boat to take her to shore.
(Confessional Outhouse – Bass, bass, bass!)
Bridgette – "That was the scariest moment of my life," Bridgette sighed in relief. "It wasn't that bad, though."
Courtney – "That Bridgette is a really strong team member, she's a great addition," Courtney smiled.
Duncan – "Miss CIT looks pretty hot when she's angry," Duncan chortled.
"Who's next?" Courtney asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll go!" Tyler bravely yelled. His flexed his arms, showing some of his muscle off to everyone. As he was about to jump Lindsay smiled and waved at him. As he was distracted he stepped backwards and fell off the cliff, landing on his stomach in the safe zone.
Following after him was, Geoff (who was cheering on the way), Eva (who screamed "Look out below!"), and Duncan (who was silent on the way down.)
DJ, at the top of cliff, looked down below in fright. "I-I can't do this, man. It's too scary."
"Afraid of heights, big guy?" Chris came up patting his back.
"Yeah, ever since I was little," DJ sighed.
"That's okay DJ," Chris frowned, patting his back still. "Unfortunately, that also makes you a chicken!" He pulled out a rubber chicken hat and placed it on DJ's head. "You have to wear that for the rest of the day!"
"For real?" DJ asked. "Aw, man." Chris grinned wickedly, "Chicken path down is that way," he said, pointing to the escalator. "Buh-bye chicken wing!"
DJ sulked as he got on the escalator and started to descend from the cliff.
(Confessional Outhouse – Chickens, chickens, chickens!)
DJ – "Man, this sucks," DJ sighed. "This thing is really tight." He starts adjusting his hat to make it more comfortable.
"I'm next, eh!" Ezekiel exclaimed, jumping off the cliff. On the way down, he hit the side of the cliff which made him spin in the air, landing in the safe zone.
His team cheered for him as he made it to shore. Harold looked amused, "Yes!" He then jumped off the cliff doing the splits. When he landed he landed somewhere where the sun don't shine. He screamed in pain as his team did some collective gasps, except for Duncan who was laughing like mad.
Justin went next, smiling and doing poses in the air on the way down. He landed in the water, but when he surfaced, he found out that he was not in the safe zone and that two fins were approaching him quickly.
The sharks rose to eat the male model, but his charming good looks put them in a daze, and carried him to the shore. His team gave him high fives as he walked by.
At the top of the cliff, Courtney was looking down at the water in worry. Putting on her best face, she turned to Chris and said, "Excuse me, Chris, but I have a medical condition."
"What condition?" Chris questioned, fairly amused.
"A condition that prevents me from jumping off of cliffs," Courtney replied sternly.
"Then that makes you a chicken, and you might lose the challenge for your team," Chris smirked at the CIT who just grinned.
"It's a calculated risk, I've seen the other team and I don't think nine of them will jump," Courtney explained. "It's really simple to see that they're just isn't that good."
The Screaming Gophers glared at the CIT and before Courtney could say anything more…"BONZAI!" screamed Izzy. Izzy grabbed Courtney around her waist, threw her over her shoulder, and jumped off the cliff, landing in the safe zone.
When they both resurfaced Courtney was steaming mad, "Ugh, Izzy! You could have killed me!"
"It was all just fun," Izzy cackled. She leapt onto the boat and pulled Courtney on with her. "Besides, now we have ten points, all of them need to jump now!"
Courtney sighed and shook her head. "Whatever Izzy, don't think I can forgive you that easily."
"Izzy promises not to think like that," Izzy said, grinning.
(Confessional Outhouse – Psychos, psychos, psychos!)
Courtney – "That Izzy girl might have helped us win, but I could have been killed," Courtney said. "Maybe I'll forget it if we actually win!"
Izzy – "Courtney is so fun," Izzy said hyperly. "She's like my evil twin who's bossy and cannot have fun!"
"Well," Chris smiled at the Screaming Gophers. "Ten people jumped for the Killer Bass! All eleven of you need to jump to win! If you win, I'll even throw in a couple of push carts to help you bring back your crates!"
"Nice," Trent exclaimed. "Who's first?" All of his team blanched at the question, but the queen bee had other things in mind.
"I'm not jumping, and you can't make me," Heather stated, crossing her arms.
"Why not?" Beth asked, confused.
"Hello, national TV, I'll get my hair wet," Heather stated like it was obvious.
"If she's not doing it then I'm not doing it," Lindsay called out quickly.
"Thanks BFF," Heather smiled at her.
Leshawna was getting angry at the sight of this, she knew girls like these back home, and she cannot stand them for the life of her. Immediately, Leshawna ran up to her and started poking he finger in her chest. "Oh, you're jumping!"
"Says who?" Heather retorted, glaring at Leshawna.
"Says me! I'm not losing this challenge cause you got your hair did, you spoiled little daddy's girl," Leshawna replied.
"Back off, ghetto-glamour, too-tight pants wearing, rap-star wannabe!"
"Mall shopping, ponytail-wearing, teen girl-reading, peeking at high school prom queen!"
Heather narrowed her eyes and smirked. "Well, at least I'm popular."
Many gasps from the campers were heard as this final insult was pretty big. "You're jumping," screamed Leshawna in anger.
"Make m-AAAHHHHH!" Heather was thrown off the cliff by Leshawna, and landed safely in the safe zone (never would have guessed that).
As Heather resurfaced she looked up to the cliff in pure anger. "Leshawna, you are so dead!"
"Hey," Leshawna called back, "I threw you into the safe zone, didn't I?"
"That doesn't excuse you from almost killing me," Heather shouted back.
"Oh shut up and move out of the way," Leshawna called back. She jumped off the cliff screaming on the way down, landing next to Heather. Said queen bee glared at Leshawna who just smiled innocently.
Lindsay, standing by Chris, looked down the cliff in fear. "I thought this was going to be a talent contest!"
Chris laughed at this finally finishing with, "No!" Lindsay jumped off the cliff screaming on the way. She landed in the safe zone and sighed in relief.
Gwen went next (screaming all the way down), then Cody (flailing and screaming like a girl), then Katie and Sadie (holding hands on the way down, squealing in delight), and then Noah (who was reading his book on the way down in silence).
At the top of the cliff Beth looked over the edge in worry. "I-I can't do it," Beth stammered. "I'm too scared."
Trent walked up to her and smiled. "Come on Beth, you need to do this for the good of the team! Fear is just an obstacle in our lives that is very hard to conquer. But, if you don't think about it, then you don't really fear it."
Beth looked over the edge, then at Trent and smiled. She ran up to him and hugged him, then ran over the edge and started falling into the water. She yelled, "Thanks Trent!" on the way down. She landed in the safe zone and yelled, "That was pretty fun!"
(Confessional Outhouse – This is getting annoying.)
Beth – "That Trent is a sweet guy," Beth said, blushing. "And pretty cute I might add."
Trent – "I'm usually not a philosophical person like that, but I do have a way with words," Trent shrugged.
Gwen – "Wow, Trent is really sweet helping people out like that," Gwen gushed. "It's like they custom ordered him for me in this game as a distraction!"
Trent gave Owen a high five and a smile. "Let's do this man!" Trent ran to the edge and jumped landing in the safe zone down below.
Owen looked over the edge in worry, scared that he would die. Chris whipped out a megaphone from nowhere and yelled into it, "Okay Gophers! There is only one person left! You guys need this jump for the win!"
Chris then turned to Owen saying, "No pressure, dude." Owen looked relieved for a second, but then Chris ruined it. "Ok, there's pressure!"
From down below his teammates were cheering him on to jump, even though some of them knew he would probably die. Owen heard this and sighed.
As Owen put on some floaters on his arms, he shook all over, and was pretty scared.
(Confessional Outhouse – Fatties Unite!)
Owen – "I was pretty darn nervous," Owen said. "You see, I'm not a very strong swimmer."
Geoff – "I'm looking at this guy, and I'm thinking, there's no way he's gonna make it," Geoff said.
Gwen – "I actually thought if he jumps this," Gwen said, "he's going to die. Not like some people on our team even cared."
"Take a good run at it buddy," Chris cheered. "You can do this!"
"I'm going to die now," Owen mumbled as he walked farther from the edge. "I'm going to frickin die now."
"Come on big guy," Leshawna said under her breath.
Owen charged from where he was standing over the edge. On his way down he was screaming, "Oh craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-SPLASH!" The biggest splash you could have ever seen in your life was nothing compared to what Owen had created.
It was a huge tidal wave and it washed everyone, including the boat, out of the water. Everyone was on the ground, coughing up water, and picking themselves up.
From the top of the cliff, Chris cried out on his megaphone, "The winners! The Screaming Gophers!"
The Screaming Gophers let out loud cheers of joy. The Killer Bass sulked at their loss and Courtney marched to Izzy and glared at the psycho redhead. "I didn't even have to jump! We would have still lost!"
"Hey," Izzy grinned. "At least you had a fun experience, right?"
Courtney just yelled in disgust, and walked away. Owen was in the water, apparently it looked like he had forgotten something.
"What's wrong, dude?" Trent asked.
"I think I lost my bathing suit," Owen replied, embarrassed. Everyone there shouted in disgust at this and Owen just nervously chuckled.
(After a couple of minutes to let the campers dry off and get changed into their normal clothes…)
"Forty-nine bottles of pop on the wall, forty-nine bottles of pop," the Screaming Gophers sang, as they pulled their crates on their pull carts along the beach. "If one of those bottles just happened to fall, forty-eight bottles of pop on the wall!"
For the Killer Bass, this was a very hard part of the challenge. The crates were pretty heavy and they had to push it for a while along the beach. Duncan was kicking his to make it move forward, making a loud grunting noise every time he pushed it.
DJ was rolling his crate along, getting tired with each flip. Eva was pulling hers by a rope, surprisingly not getting tired at all from this.
As Courtney was pushing she jerked her hand back from the crate and checked for any injuries. "Ow," she said. "I think I just got a splinter!"
Eva walked towards her with a scowl on your face. "Grab your crate," Eva snarled. "Bossy."
"Hey," Courtney exclaimed, "I'm the only one with CIT camping experience, you need me!"
"We don't need you, we'd be better off without you," Eva growled, walking away from the CIT.
(Confessional Outhouse – A Counselor in Training? I can be that in my sleep!)
Courtney – "My teammates really do not realize how much of an asset I am to this team," Courtney said, pounding her fist in her hand. "Maybe, I can change their minds when we win this challenge."
Eva – "That Courtney girl really annoys me," Eva grumbled. "I just want to pound her face in. I mean, she is no help to our team!"
With the Gophers again, they were still singing their song, having no problems with this challenge. Lindsay even ran behind everyone to go get a shell, put it to her ear, and run off back to her team.
The Bass were still having problems moving their crates; they were far behind the Gophers, and they were really getting tired. Courtney had to stop to take a breather because she had been working so hard, her muscles had gotten very sore.
As she took some deep breaths, a mosquito flew nearby her eyes. On instinct, Courtney slapped it against her eye to kill it. "Ow," she moaned. "I think it bit me."
"Hurry up," Duncan called out to the CIT. "We're way behind!"
"Can it, punk," Courtney scowled.
Duncan chuckled and turned around at her. "Looks like we have a fighter here," Duncan said, smirking. Courtney started to fume and Duncan just chuckled, "You're pretty hot when you're mad."
Courtney went up to him and slapped him…hard. The Bass turned around at the loud noise of Courtney's hand against Duncan's face. Duncan winced at the pain in his right cheek; it had even left a red hand print.
Duncan took a few deep breaths and finally said, "You know you're eye is swelled as much as your ego."
Courtney turned around screaming in frustration as Duncan just smirked. "She totally wants me," he said to nearest person, Geoff.
"Like, totally dude," Geoff smiled, giving his friend a high five.
(Confessional Outhouse – Me thinks she likes him!)
Courtney – "I hate," Courtney exclaimed, "that ogre Duncan! I hope we lose this challenge just to see his butt go home!" She then realizes what she said and shakes her head, "Never mind. I am not losing a challenge!"
Duncan – "She totally digs me," Duncan said, smiling. "I mean who can resist the Duncan?"
Tyler was carrying his crate over his head when he felt a sudden sensation down below. "Ugh," he groaned, "I gotta take a whiz." He dropped his crate and hurried off to some bushes.
"Hurry up," Eva yelled, getting very frustrated.
"Calm down," Courtney said to the fitness buff. Eva turned to her, dropped her crate, and grabbed Courtney by the throat.
"Do not tell me what to do," Eva snarled. Courtney just nodded her head nervously; she knew that Eva would probably have pulled her head off.
She dropped Courtney and she scrambled to get up to her crate. As soon as the Killer Bass had managed to get to the campsite, they already saw the Screaming Gophers by the cabins, pulling the crates open with their teeth.
Chris walked by Owen who was trying to open a crate with a rope, using his teeth. "Remember you must only use your teeth to open up these crates," Chris said, grinning. "I came up with that one," he whispered to the camera.
Finally, Owen had opened up the crate and out fell a couple pieces of wood and a construction guide. Owen let go of the rope to find he had a burning sensation on his tongue. "Ow," he yelled, "rope burn on my tongue!"
Trent finally got his crate open and out fell a pool liner and a couple of hammers and wrenches. As soon as the rest of the Screaming Gophers had finished opening their crates, they began to work on their hot tub.
Heather and Lindsay walked up to Leshawna who was studying the construction guide. Heather had cleared her throat and Leshawna looked up and glared at the queen bee.
"What do you want?" Leshawna asked her, with hate in her voice.
"I," Heather stated, "just want to apologize for calling you all of those things on the cliff. I was wrong, I should have jumped for the team."
Leshawna smiled a little bit and said, "Well, I guess I'm sorry for pushing you off the cliff."
"I needed a push," Heather fake-smiled, extending her hand to shake with Leshawna. Leshawna took her hand and started shaking it. As soon as they walked away from the ghetto girl, Lindsay was looking very confused.
"Why were you being nice to Lefawnda?" She asked. "I thought you hated each other?"
"Leshawna," Heather replied, "and it was just to trick her. I don't need someone breathing down my neck the first day, do I?"
"But, why did you do it?"
"Haven't you seen one of these shows before?" Heather questioned. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer."
"Oh," Lindsay said, not getting it. "I'm your friend…right?"
Heather smirked at the blonde ditz and nodded her head. "Yes…for now." She then walked away leaving the confused Lindsay behind.
(Confessional Outhouse – Heather is a meanie!)
Heather – "Right now, it looks as if I have no competition," she stated. "It's just too easy."
Lindsay – "Me and Leather are the best BFFs there ever was," she squealed excitedly. "She'll never leave me!"
Leshawna – "I gotta bad feelin' 'bout that girl Heather," Leshawna sighed. "I must still be feeling bad 'bout what she said."
The Killer Bass had finally pulled open their crates with their teeth and soon started working on their hot tub. They kept having accidents (their hot tub kept falling apart, due to badly placed planks of wood, Tyler and Duncan fought over who got to use the hammer, resulting in them falling down, the hammer flying, and hitting Harold in his nether regions, then being hit in the head with a plank of wood Bridgette was picking up), but finally finished their hot tub (if you could call it that).
After all of the hot tubs were completed, Chris came out to judge the hot tubs to decide the winner. The Screaming Gophers' hot tub was amazing; it was nicely built, no hole anywhere in the side, the motor was working perfectly, and the water was steaming.
Chris smiled at the team and shouted, "This is an awesome hot tub!" The team celebrated by cheering in joy and Owen popped out of the hot tub.
Chris then walked over to the Killer Bass and looked at their hot tub in disgust. He tapped it on the side, it squirted him in the face with cold water, and it fell over, letting all the water run free. The Killer Bass hung their heads and sighed in defeat.
"The winners of the first challenge of Total Drama Island are…the Screaming Gophers!" Chris exclaimed, holding his arms up in the air.
The Screaming Gophers cheered at the announcement to their victory and Chris soon exclaimed, "Gophers you are safe from elimination and you are going to have a wicked hot tub party tonight! Also, you can keep the hot tub for the rest of the season…bonus!"
"Killer Bass," he turned to the losing team, "I'm going to be seeing your butts at the bonfire tonight!"
"We won!" Lindsay exclaimed, "We get to stay for another three days!" The two girls next to her, Heather and Beth, cheered and hugged Lindsay. Owen soon got out of the hot tub and started dancing around naked. Heather had a gross look on her face while Lindsay didn't care.
(Confessional Outhouse – Where losers come to vent.)
Courtney – "How did we lose that challenge?" Courtney asked in anger. "We have the best people on our team! Well, at least I can vote out that ogre Duncan."
Eva – "I'm definitely voting for Courtney tonight," Eva growled. "She is so annoying and does not help with anything! The sooner the weaker go, the better we'll get at challenges."
Duncan – "Who am I voting?" Duncan raised an eyebrow. "Probably Courtney. She doesn't have the right to slap me."
Ezekiel – "Hoo'w did we loo'se, eh?" Ezekiel asked. "We definitely have only four girls! That's impossible that we lost!"
(Mess Hall)
"So, uh, what do we do now?" Geoff asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We have to decide on someone to vote off the island," Courtney said. "Any suggestions?"
"Well," Duncan replied, "I think it should be you or the brickhouse here."
"Why me?" Courtney asked, shocked.
"Well, you did slap him," Bridgette said. "That's kind of bad."
"He was provoking me," she yelled. "He had it coming!"
"Well, then who should we vote off, then?" Duncan questioned the CIT.
Courtney looked around the table and pointed at Tyler, "What about him?"
Lindsay stood up from the other table, overhearing their conversation and yelled, "No!" She got weird looks from everyone in the Mess Hall and she looked around nervously.
"Um," she stammered, "there's no salt on the table." She sat down quickly and started eating to ignore the strange looks she was receiving.
"Hey," Duncan said, smirking, "at least he jumped off the cliff without anyone pushing him, chicken wing."
"Shut up!" Courtney yelled furiously. Geoff got in between the two to stop any fights that may occur between them.
"Okay," Geoff said, trying to calm down Courtney. "Let's not hurt anyone on the first day, bra."
"He deserves it," Courtney shouted, still angry. Duncan rolled his eyes and frowned, "I'm going to go take a nap, this stuff is making me tired."
"Y-you can't do that," Courtney stammered out, her emotion changing already. "We haven't decided on who to vote yet!"
"I just don't get hoo'w we loo'st, eh," Ezekiel said. "They're the one with seven girls, eh."
The girls at the Killer Bass table gasped and immediately stopped what they were doing to turn to Ezekiel. Eva snarled angrily and grabbed the prairie boy by his neck and held her fist out, ready to punch.
"What was that homeschool?" Eva snarled. "What did you say?"
"I just think that guys are much stronger and better than girls are," Ezekiel struggled to say as Eva held his throat. "My dad told me to watch out fer the girls here, eh. In case they need help keeping up and such."
Eva tightened her grip around his throat and snarled, "Now do you think we need your help?"
Ezekiel took a good look at the four angry girls surrounding him. He gulped in fear and managed to mumble, "Not really, eh."
Eva dropped him in disgust and all four girls walked away, ready to cast their votes. Ezekiel gulped and looked at the remaining guys around him who were shaking their heads at the prairie boy. He knew that his time at the island was ending shortly and he walked out of the Mess Hall, his head hung in defeat.
The only person still smiling in the room was the male model, Justin, who knew exactly what he could do.
(Confessional Outhouse – No sexists in here, nosiree!)
Eva – "That sexist pig is going down," Eva yelled, pounding her fist into her hand.
Courtney – "Well, maybe later I can thank Ezekiel from saving my butt from elimination," Courtney stated, smiling. "I'll probably let him work as an intern for me when I win this puny show and become Prime minister of Canada."
Bridgette – "I can't believe that people are still like that today," Bridgette sighed, shaking her head. "I thought times have changed!"
(Bonfire Ceremony)
"Killer Bass," Chris said, walking to his oil drum with the ten marshmallows on a silver platter, "at camp marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy roasting by the fire. In this game, marshmallows represent life!"
"You have all cast your votes and made your decisions," Chris said, ignoring Geoff as he pretended to hang himself to make Bridgette laugh, which succeeded. "There are only ten marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and get a marshmallow. The camper that does not receive a marshmallow will be forced down the dreaded Dock of Shame and take a ride on the Boat of Losers…and you can't come back.
"EVER!" As Chris said the last part every camper flinched, even Eva. Chris smiled at this, as he knew he had the power right now.
"The first marshmallow goes to…Geoff." The party boy whooped in celebration and went to get his marshmallow.
"Tyler." The jock cheered and yelled, "Place at the table, baby!"
"Justin." The male model smirked and went up to claim his marshmallow.
"Bridgette." The surfer girl smiled and went to get her marshmallow. Geoff silent cheered for her.
"Izzy." The crazy girl cackled and went to get her marshmallow.
"Harold." The nerd cheered and went to get his.
"Courtney." The CIT smirked at her competition and went to get her marshmallow.
"Duncan." The punk rolled his eyes and went up.
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"Ezekiel." The prairie boy sighed in relief and went to claim the final marshmallow. The girls all glared at him and was wondering how exactly he had survived.
DJ sighed in defeat and picked himself up. "Sorry DJ," Chris stated. "You are the first camper eliminated from Total Drama Island."
DJ ignored all the cries of "Sorry" and "We'll miss you" and got himself on the Boat of Losers. The boat drove off, leaving sight of the remaining contestants.
Chris looked at the remaining campers and said, "Okay, you're all safe…for now. Go get some sleep, you'll need it."
The campers walked off to their cabins and the island has just claimed its first victim. The others wondered what would happen later on.
(Confessional Outhouse – The votes…DUN DUN DUN!)
Duncan – "Well, after getting some motivation from some people," Duncan stated, "I'm going to vote for DJ, I mean he could chicken out of some challenges and lose it for us!"
Geoff – "Dude, that chicken guy really needs to man up," Geoff sighed. "I guess I vote him."
Harold – "After going over the results I have decided that the person who told me to vote DJ is correct," Harold wheezed. "He could really lose challenges for us."
Ezekiel – "I'm so too'taly done fur, eh," he shook his head in sadness. "I guess I voo'te DJ, eh…like it will matter."
Tyler – "No nerds should be here," Tyler exclaimed. "I'm a real jock, I hate nerds!" He then punches the wall of the outhouse, but he hurts his own fist.
Justin - He smirks and says one word, "DJ."
DJ – "Gotta vote for my brother Ezekiel," Dj said. "You gotta show the ladies some respect."
Eva – "That sexist pig is going down," Eva yelled, pounding her fist into her hand.
Courtney – "Well, maybe later I can thank Ezekiel from saving my butt from elimination," Courtney stated, smiling. "I'll probably let him work as an intern for me when I win this puny show and become Prime minister of Canada."
Bridgette – "I can't believe that people are still like that today," Bridgette sighed, shaking her head. "I thought times have changed!"
Izzy – "I would vote for Ezekiel, but he's so darn cute that I can't! It really seems like he'll have a lot of fun…more than DJ that is," Izzy shouted.
Votes:
Duncan – DJ
Geoff – DJ
Harold – DJ
Ezekiel – DJ
Tyler – Harold
Justin – DJ
DJ – Ezekiel
Eva – Ezekiel
Courtney – Ezekiel
Bridgette – Ezekiel
Izzy – DJ
DJ: 6 votes
Ezekiel: 4 votes
Harold: 1 vote
Camper Tally:
Screaming Gophers: Owen, Trent, Cody, Noah, Gwen, Lindsay, Heather, Leshawna, Beth, Katie, and Sadie.
Killer Bass: Courtney, Izzy, Bridgette, Eva, Ezekiel, Duncan, Justin, Geoff, Harold, and Tyler.
Eliminated: DJ.
Next Time On Total Drama Island: Alliances, friendships, and relationships start to form as the campers compete in their most brutal challenge yet, the Awake-a-Thon! Another camper is also sent home in the most dramatic campfire ceremony ever!