Prologue...
Prison. A place where individuals are confined for an indefinite amount of time.
That was the perfect way to describe Camp Wawanakwa. The contestants of its starring T.V show, Total Drama Island, were growing weary of the exercises cast upon them. Several of said exercises should have never been legal.
I mean, who dares a teenager into jumping into the shark-infested waters and doesn't expect an arrest warrant, huh?!
Chris McLean, the main host/possible closet sadist, was enjoying his time as he watched the contestants have to brave a firepit that seemed to feast on the tears of god-know-how-many of the poor souls. Cody and Justin were having an especially hard time.
It was paltry compared to what Chris was churning out daily nowadays. Wild animal attacks, poisoned food, revelations of what was going on in their bedrooms...
Oh, yes. Plenty was found out during that bout. That would be a story for another day.
Still, what the others wouldn't give for a day where they could turn the tables on this madness.
There would come a day where the unexpected would release them from this havoc, indeed. The only question was…when?
That answer would come when a small rock fell into the shores. Where did it come from? Nobody can say.
What would later be known was that this rock would change the face of the island. And pretty much everyone else.
Well, that was a shit way to start. Might as well get on with it, right?