Disclaimer -The rights of Total Drama Island belong solely to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, Fresh TV, and everyone else that is associated with the show. No profit is being made from this fan fiction, just for the sole purpose of living a fantasy season. And don't try any of these stunts at home. Seriously, you could get really messed up!

Note -The first few chapters will serve as "introductory chapters" which will reveal the characters (both returning and new), the location (not Camp Wawanakwa), and even the prize money (larger than last season). This chapter is based off of the first part of the Total Drama Island special except I'm going to change some things to make the actual story make since or just because I feel like it.

Rating Note - This story is rated T for Teen for most of the story, even though in some chapters it may be rated differently. This chapter is rated T for a small portion of mild male humor, some swearing towards the end , and a racist comment so I'm sorry to all offended by this story.

Pairings -The story will carry on Geoff and Bridgette, Lindsay and Tyler, Gwen and Trent, Duncan and Courtney, Harold and Leshawna, but not Owen and Izzy. A couple of the couples (no pun intended) will be only explored briefly since not all of the characters are going to be returning for Almost! Total Drama Action. Some of the new characters will be forming couples too but those are a mystery.

Now without further ado, on to the story…


Chapter 0 - The Possible Prologue

Chris McLean stood on the Dock of Shame, wearing his cheezy grin as always.

"Welcome back to Total Drama Island!" the sadistic host beamed, "It's been a long time since you've seen your favorite campers slugging it out for the one hundred thousand dollar grand prize."

"Since the contest came to a shocking and dramatic conclusion, our campers have had some time to chow down on some real food." Chris said, earning a glare from Chef.

The host quickly raised his hands in defense, "No offense Chef."

Chris smiled at the camera and continued, "Take a hot shower, get their stuff back, and even cruise their E-mails from home."

"There were losers," the heartless host rapidly ducked from a toaster that was thrown at him, "Okay, lots of losers." Chris chuckled to himself and continued.

"But there was only one winner," the host said as he took out a picture of Owen sexily posing on the beach, "Owen, the youngest of three brothers and a hardcore underachiever, turned out to be the surprise champ."

Chris continued as flashbacks of Owen's finest (actually grossest) began to play. "Without much ambition, knowledge fitness, or even charm. He ended up with one massive prize."

"He planning a wicked tropical party the winter," the narcissistic host explained, "but first they're going to shake their booties for one last poolside wrap-up party, and tomorrow everybody's heading for home…"

"Or are they?" the host implied, winking at the camera

"Find out here on Total, Drama, Island!"

(cut to theme song, and we're good to go)


Ever since Total Drama Island ended, the Playa des Losers became a bustling, carefree hangout spot where the campers enjoyed themselves before they headed home. Even while the campers danced, ate, or chatted with their friends, Geoff and Bridgette ignored it all and made out in the hot tub.

"Woohoo!" Owen cried out in the gusto he was known for, "Awesome party dudes!" As the chubby oaf continued to dance with Izzy, Tyler threw a Frisbee to Cody, who caught it.

"Alright!" Cody said to Gwen and Trent, who were sitting at poolside, "No more challenges or alliances, now we can finally just hang."

Cody tossed the Frisbee back to Tyler. After the tech geek fell into the pool, the Frisbee passed over Geoff and Bridgette, who were still making out in the hot tub. The jock tried to catch the Frisbee, but he ran face first into a pole, and the flying disc sailed over Justin, Katie, and Sadie.

The BFFFLs were dancing happily and staring at the handsome hunk known as Justin. The unlikely trio were having a conversation, something quite rare for Justin.

"As soon as I get home, I'm signing up for three modeling agencies." Justin said while flamboyantly showing off his body, "One for my face, one for my body, and one for my knees."

"You do have great knees." Sadie chirped. The dazed BFFFLs swooned as the male model flexed his butt muscles.


(Confession Cam - What a hunk!)

Katie and Sadie - Katie -It's so great to just chill out and not worry about competing for once.

Sadie - Seriously, it gives us more time to admire Justin without distractions!

Katie and Sadie - So yummy!


Chef began cooking a steak well done, just the way he likes it. Music started to play out of nowhere and the chef began to boogie down.

Meanwhile Owen, Izzy, and Eva were chowing down on some marshmallows. While finishing her ninety-fifth marshmallow and guzzling down a can of soda, Izzy released a loud burp that knocked Eva's marshmallow tray out of her hands.

Owen began cheering for the crazy girl and bowed down by her feet. "That was awesome!" he proclaimed, "You are a marshmallow goddess!"

"Thirty seven isn't bad Eva." Izzy chimed in, "Besides, with some practice, you could burp like-" The psycho hose beast let out a colossal burp, knocking out Beth and Lindsay with a miniature tidal wave.

Owen's jaw dropped, causing the two marshmallows in his mouth to fall out. "I think I'm in love!" the tubby teen declared as he got down on one knee and started kissing Izzy's hand frantically.

The crazy redhead gagged, either in disgust, or from the amount of marshmallows as she ran and puked on Chef's steak. "Ew, that was gross." she stated. Izzy then stomped over to Owen with her eye twitching. "OWEN!!" she shrieked, "We are so through!" She then turned on her heel and stormed out. Eva followed suit, shaking her head as she walked away leaving Owen standing alone, confused.


(Confession Cam - Harsh.)

Owen - What was that for?! (he sighs) I guess I'll have to win her over again.


Harold sat on a lounge chair looking glum. As soon as Leshawna came strutting by, he began flexing for her.

"Hey, Sugar Baby," Leshawna greeted, "have you been working out?"

"You've noticed," the lanky nerd said as he jumped into Leshawna's arms and handed her a bunch of roses, "these are for you."

The plus sized sister gushed slightly as she received the flowers. "They're beautiful." she whispered, holding them close to her heart.

"So you wanna go behind the bushes and make out?" Harold instantly suggested.

"Time will tell, sugar, time will tell." Leshawna said as she pecked Harold on the cheek. As she strutted away, Harold swooned and blushed pink at the sign of affection.


(Confession Cam - Awwwww!)

Harold -Leshawna and I are pretty tight. Maybe we can hook up and move in together when we're thirty. I'd have to ask my mom first but I'm sure she'll let us have the basement.


Leshawna sat on the edge of the pool with Gwen and Trent, her feet being submerged in the water. "Isn't Harold just the sweetest?!" she cooed.

"Why are you dating him anyway?" Gwen asked.

"Yeah," Trent added, "He's kinda… skinny for you."

"For one thing," Leshawna replied, "He doesn't care what anyone thinks about him. I respect that."

Cody darted after the Frisbee but he couldn't catch up.

Gwen took one look at him and asked her two friends, "Why do you think Cody likes me?"

"You're beautiful, smart and assertive to name of the couple of the perhaps hundreds of things that draw me to you." Trent replied.

"Aww, thanks Trent." Gwen cooed, she blushed and looked lovingly into Trent's green eyes.

"I think the best thing about playing this stupid game is meeting the two of you." the goth girl said, this time addressing both Trent and Leshawna.

"I feel the same way." Trent added.

"No doubt." Leshawna replied.

"Once you two come over, you've got to meet my friends." Gwen told them as she showed them a few pictures, "Marilyn, Pixie Corpse, and Reaper."

"What about your parents?" Trent asked, "I'd like to meet them before we take our relationship to a…" the musician flustered for a second before a continuing, "more serious level."

Gwen's eyes shot wide open, she shook this feeling off and responded, "My mom is a nice... I mean a very nice, hardworking woman," the goth nervously chuckled, "and my brother, Danny, is pretty cool too."

"What about your father?" Leshawna asked her, causing Gwen's eyes to go wider.

"My... father?" she whimpered, her black eyes being filled with tears. She darted away from poolside, tears streaming down her pale face as she ran.

"Was it something I said?" Leshawna asked Trent.

"I don't know." he admitted, "Gwen, wait up!" The musician ran after the goth, leaving Leshawna alone at the pool.

Cody threw the frisbee to Tyler but he did toss it pretty low so it skidded across the pool. The orange frisbee smacked the jock straight across the face, making him fall into the pool.

Lindsay and Beth, completely oblivious to Tyler's drowning, chatted at the other side of the pool.

"Aww, look!" Lindsay gleefully said to Beth, "My friends are planning a giant welcome home party for me!" The two girls squealed, still unaware of Tyler drowning in front of them.

The dumb blonde turned her head away from Beth to see Tyler drowning in front of her baby blue eyes.

"I'll saveyouTyler!" she yelled as she jumped in the pool to save her boyfriend. Unfortunately for Lindsay, she was oblivious to the fact that the pool was only three feet deep. The blonde smacked her head on the concrete, making her head bleed.

Tyler, recovering from his drowning, carried his unconscious girlfriend wedding style to a chair. Bridgette, noticing this, quickly came to Lindsay's aid.

"I'll do CPR!" she yelled, "Tyler, call 911 and get an AED!" [1]

"No, I'll do CPR." Tyler insisted.

"Fine," Bridgette groaned, "start with thirty compressions."

Tyler did as she said, counting out loud as he compressed.

"Then you can deliver the breaths." Bridgette giggled, smirking at Tyler.

The jock wasted no time giving Lindsay two long, life giving breaths.

As Bridgette applied a bandage to Lindsay's wound, the dumb blonde woke up.

"Thanks, Brea." Lindsay said to a confused Bridgette, then she hissed gingerly in pain, "Owie, my head hurts."

"You should thank Tyler for giving you CPR," Bridgette told her, "and it's Bridgette."

Lindsay glomped Tyler, pinning him to the ground. "Tyler," Lindsay purred, batting her eyes at the jock, "let me reward you by me giving you CPR!" Lindsay and Tyler started heatingly making out.


(Confession Cam - Since when did CPR involve tongue?)

Lindsay - Tyler is so sweet! Like this one time, Heather ripped of my bikini top after she was voted off for revenge, and Tyler was there to cover me up! (she swoons) Even though it was creepy having Tyler cover me up instead of another girl like Belle, it was so much better than having a big meanie like Darren covering my boobs. Best of all, Tyler didn't even look at them! That takes a true gentleman.

Tyler - Don't tell Lindsay this, but when Heather ripped her bikini top off, I accidentally saw her breasts. (he drifts off) They looked even bigger when exposed, and she had beautiful, pink nipples. (He swoons and then gets a nosebleed and frantically tries to cover the bleeding.)

Heather - (grinning evilly at the camera) It was so fun watching Lindsay run off crying after I ripped her bikini top off.

Lindsay and Tyler -(still making out, occaisionally slipping some tongue)


Bridgette got back into the hot tub with Geoff who was anxiously awaiting her arrival.

"Where were we?" she asked seductively, "Oh, I remember."

The surfer girl turned the bubbles on and pounced at Geoff like a cougar on the hunt, hitting his eye.

"Sorry!" Bridgette gasped, then she batted her eyes at Geoff, and started kissing his eye as they dived under the hot tub.

Noah was walking with Harold, even though he was trying to get away from the lanky nerd.

"...and that's why beavers shouldn't be considered a part of the Rodentia order."[2] Harold explained to the bookworm, unaware that Noah was loading an invisible rifle, pulling an invisible trigger, thus making an invisble bullet go through his big head.

"Their skeletal structures are completely different from rats," Harold continued, "just look at their teeth."

Noah made an invisible noose, stuck his head through the invisible hole, and hung himself on an invisible tree.

"You can borrow my journal if you promise not to get food on it." Harold offered.

"No thanks," Noah said, "I'm good."

Duncan was dancing for Courtney, while she just scowled. When the delinquent started pelvic thrusting, the CIT's scowl scrunched into a face of disgust.

"Ewww!" she said, clearly perturbed, "Duncan, stop that!"

"Why so uptight hot stuff?" Duncan asked, "What happened to the crazy girl that helped me raid the camp kitchen?"

Courtney scoffed and said, "I'm so over this stupid show. I lost the competition, unfairly I might add! My pathetic lawyer lost my lawsuit, and worst of all, THE HIDDEN SHOWER CAMERAS ARE ON THE INTERNET!!!" [3]


(Confession Cam - You don't say?)

Chris McLean - The hidden cameras in the girls showers was a grand slam!


The hot-headed prep panted heavily from her tyrade, reagined her composure, and continued. "I just want to go home, study for my LSATs, and work on my class president campaign!"

"Wow, hello downer!" Duncan scoffed, "Come on, relax, it's almost over, I thought you would be happy."

"I am happy!" Courtney snapped at him.

Heather walked by in her bikini at this moment, and Leshawna couldn't help but snicker.

"What's so funny?" the queen bee asked.

"There's a smilie face on your head, baldy!" Leshawna cackled, losing all of her composure.


(Confession Cam - OMG! WTF! LOL!)

Leshawna - Okay, you know you would have done the same as me. After that girl did all that stuff to us over the past eight weeks. She's lucky I didn't tattoo it on her head!


Heather growled at Leshawna, then Tyler came bolting by, ripping Heather's bikini top off.

"That's for Lindsay!" the jock screamed as he waved the gray garment in the air.

Heather ran off, screaming as she covered her breasts, causing Leshawna to laugh so hard she fell into the pool.

Tyler continued laughing maniacally until he saw his blonde girlfriend. "Lindsay," the jock snickered, "guess what I have?"

"What, Taylor?" asked Lindsay.

Tyler grinned evilly as he pulled out a gray bikini top, causing Lindsay to break out into a fit of laughter.

"Is that Heather's?!" she honked, "Serves her right, that big meanie!" Tyler nodded and Lindsay embraced him.

"Thank you Tyler!" the dumb blonde cooed, "I love you so much!"

DJ noticed this and congratulated Tyler. The two jocks pounded fists and Tyler and Lindsay started making out again.


(Confession Cam - Lucky guy!)

Lindsay -CJ is like a teddy bear, always there if you need a hug. Bianca is really nice too, like when she helped Tyson give me "PCR." But Tyler, (she swoons) so handsome and romantic, I wished he lived in the same town as me so we could be closer.


Twenty-two heads turned to see Chris walking with an apparently heavy suitcase, the host's sadistic smile clearly implying that he was up to something. Chef swiped Owen's check away as Chris set the heavy suitcase down.

"Hello campers!" the host gleefully said.

"That's ex-campers to you." Duncan pointed out.

"Yeah," Heather added, now adequately covered, "Your twisted game is over, remember?"

"We'll see about that." Chris whispered to Chef as the duo snickered together.

"Congratulations to Owen, you played hard, ate hard, and farted harder." the host said, "Though I'm not sure why, you managed to beat every last camper, and your pockets will soon be stuffed with cash!"

Everyone cheered loudly for Owen as the tubby teen rubbed the back of his head and blushed.

"But what I'm about to tell you might change all that." Chris said, "Inside that suitcase is one million dollars!"

"We made a cardboard check of this massive prize," he hollered over the sound of the colossal check rolling by them, "we used a lot of cardboard!"

"Owen, my man", the sadist continued as he patted the large teen on the back, "You can risk it all to get this money, all you have to do is find it."

"You're telling us we have a chance to get one million dollars?" Gwen asked.

"Yep, but it's not really up to you," the host pointed out, "Owen, will you sacrifice your hundred thousand dollars for ONE MILLION BIG ONES?!!"

Owen pondered this difficult decision for a minute. "A hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money..." he mused, tapping his chin in thought.

"Remember Owen," Chris pointed out, "a million dollars is a lot of money."

"Still not sure," Owen thought, "I'm pretty happy with what I have."

"Owen," Chris whined, quite irked and with his eye twitching, "one million big ones!"

"I'll have to say..."

"JUST ACCEPT THE (CENSORED!) CHALLENGE SO I CAN TORTURE YOU ALL!!!" Chris screamed, cutting Owen off.

"If this is to hurt my friends," Owen shouted, dabbing his finger at the host's chest, "then COUNT ME OUT!"

Chris began fuming, "Owen, if you don't accept this challenge, I'll take that check and shove it your.."

"HEY!" a voice roared, the voice belonged to Leshawna, "He said no, give him a break!"

Chris only scoffed, "Like I'm going to take orders from a black woman!"

Jaws dropped, gasps filled the void of dead silence, and DJ, Chef, and Leshawna were glaring daggers at the idiotic host, the latter heaving as she glared.

"Oh no!" she said in a deadly whisper, "YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT, YOU RACIST!!" Leshawna let out a high pitched warrior shriek as she tossed Chris into the pool.

"You... campers," Chris shivered as he got out of the pool, "are... still... MINE!"

"Oh no we're no'ot," a Canadian voice declared, Ezekiel stepped out of the crowd, "and if yo'or not do'on with that, I only have two words for you, eh!"

"What?"

"Look up."

Chris and Chef did as he said, and Ezekiel pulled a string that caused brown goop to fall on the host and the chef.

"Is this... POOP?!" Chris shouted.

"Yes it is," Ezekiel answered, "straight from the animals of Camp Wawanakwa, eh!"

"I helped." Owen added.

The campers continued to laugh as Chris and Chef ran away, blubbering and slipping on the poo.

"I'll be back!" was the last thing Chris shouted before running off.

All the campers cheered wildly for Ezekiel. The prairie boy, finally glad to be accepted, rubbed the back of his toque. A pair of lips suddenly touched his cheek. The lips belonged to Bridgette, who was smiling and giggling at Ezekiel blushing.

"Thank you," Bridgette said sweetly, "for saving us all from this show."

"Yo'or welcome," Ezekiel said, "but why did you kiss me, eh?"

"I knew you always had a crush on me," Bridgette giggled, giving Ezekiel a friendly noogie, "just wanted to reward you."

"Who's up for a game for pool volleyball?!" Owen cheered, "Screaming Gophers vs Killer Bass!"

As the campers ran to join Owen, Chris and Chef stomped back to the Island, which was just behind the resort.

"I'll get those campers someday..." Chris muttered under his breath, "CHEF, TAKE ME TO THE SHOWERS!"

"No can do, pretty boy," Chef pointed out, "my contract is expired."

Chris looked like he was struck across the face, as Chef walked away, whistling to himself.

The sadistic host's face grew into a furious one as he roared at the top of his lungs and started tearing the forest props apart.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" he shrieked, "I'M CHRIS MCLEAN GODAMMIT!"

Chef snickered silently as he walked over to the Confession Cam.


(Confession Cam - Chef's final words!)

Chef Hatchet -Do I feel bad for leaving Chris? Heck No! That sadistic bastard made me wear a dress, made me go through tons of explosives, and didn't thank me once! So Chris, HOW D'YA LIKE ME NOW SUCKA! (he chuckles) I always wanted to do that.


Back at the Playa des Losers, as everyone was playing the volleyball game, Bridgette noticed Gwen sobbing silently.

"Gwen, what's wrong?" the surfer girl asked, patting the goth on the back.

"Did Chris really mean it when he said he'll be back?" Gwen asked, "Plus, I miss my mom, my brother, and my friends so much!" Gwen began crying into the shoulder of Bridgette's wetsuit.

"Probably," Bridgette said, "but we should enjoy the most of the free time we have. Come on, let's go!"

Gwen nodded as she hugged Bridgette, and they walked to the beach, arm and arm, just like best friends should.


Footnotes

[1] - For those of you that don't know CPR, an AED stands for an Automated External Defibrillator. (The pads that stick to you chest and give you a shock.) Also, how Bridgette handled the situation is exactly what the told me to do in health class.

[2] - I changed this particular line because, in the actual episode, Harold said that beavers were a part of the Nuruvan family (or something like that), when they're actually a part of the Castoridae family. I did my Biology project on rodents, this is how I know.

[3] - No they're not, sorry fanboys, you know who you are.


Well, that was the end of Episode 0, next is Episode .5 (yes, there's more) so here's some previews of the episode.

1. With Chris's plot for another season foiled, you might think he's done for, but he's not. He still has their contracts after all. (smiles wickedly)

2. Some of Chris's backstory will be revealed.

3. The characters, location, prize money, etc. will also be explained.

4. The Episode .5 chapters (yes, chapters) are going to be rather short, but nothing under 1,000 words.

5. I'll only bring back Chef if enough viewers ask for him.

6. There's going to be a suprise intern that will really shake things up!

Are you excited? You know I am! Check back for occaisional updates, and most importantly, read and review!