Prologue: Choosing Despair
The office room was dark.
There was no light emitting from the window. It was dimly lit. But only the computer light was the only light that dimly lit half of the room. A man with chin-length, ash-brown hair and a stubble on his chin was the only person in the room. His eyes only focused the computer screen before him. And it was shown to be Chris
His typing was the only sound that can be heard. He continued to type in names in his computer and soon after he was done, and the printer had sprung to life. As it started to print out the paper that contained some profiles of people in it. it had their names, birthdays, records and etc.
The man rubbed his eyes with his fingers. and stood up to get the papers from the printer.
He immediately placed each of them in a clean white folder. Separating the files and placed them in a paper envelope. the new season was coming up. He cant believe that he actually agreed to a suggestion like that. But he knew he couldn't turn back now.
There was nothing he could've done in the first place.
But...then again.. he thought to himself.
A smirk was placed on his lips, as he leaned back onto his chair with his hands placed on the back of his head. "What better way to have a challenge in a more brutal way?" He said to himself. As he chuckled and shook his head.
Just then a knock came to his door.
"Come in." The man said.
The door soon opened revealing Chef. His assistant.
"Geez Chris, atleast turn on the lights." Chef said as he sighed and opened the lights. The former winced as the brightness of the room began to kill away the darkness. And Chris shut his eyes tightly, and hissed. "Jesus Chef, close it. It burns." Chris said. "You have a guest. Atleast act like a normal person and not a creep." Chef said bluntly as he rolled his eyes.
Chris rolled his eyes. "Whatever, still turn off the lights will you." He said. And Chef sighed in defeat as he went to close the lights again. "You better not do anything funny. I dont want to hear it either." Chef warned with a glare at the Total drama host, and soon left the room.
"Sure dont worry, I'll even make it loud even more." Chris yelled before he left.
As soon as he was alone, he sat back down and the door opened again after a few moments. And heard it close again. Chris looked up and saw a familiar face of a woman that was walking towards him.
He smiled coolly. And handed her the envelope.
"You really sure about all this?" Chris asked. The woman smiled. "There is no turning back now, and you of all people should already know that." The woman said, and opened the contents of the envelope and began to read the records of the folders. "I know, I'm just making sure. We already got the responses of agreement from the contestants, and they are all aboard." Chris replied, and leaned back onto his chair again.
"Well thats good enough for me. One shot for the game is what they need as bait ofcourse." The woman laughed. Then she became serious. "And soon my plan will be arranged accordingly..."
The host chuckled and shook his head. "Mind you, these kids wont be what you wanted easily. Even after that virtual war."
The woman smirked and looked at him.
"I know~ which is why the island that you bought is already ready ages ago. And ofcourse, our little miss spectator has been waiting forever. I cant wait for her to experience what true despair tastes like~" She smiled menacingly as she cackled. Chris looked at her with a swirl of black and white in his eyes.
The woman walked back to the door and turned to him before she left.
"By the way...what are we going to do about..."She trailed of as she looked at the door again and back at him.
The host just chuckled, and waved his hand dismissively. "Oh him? Dont worry...we plan to watch it later...and i'm sure after that your plan will soon start. I guarantee you that."
"Very good, of course you love the drama." The woman chuckled.
"As much as you love despair." The host said as the black and white swirl was still present in his eyes.
The woman soon opened the door and left him, and she soon started to sing in the hallways as she made her exit to the small three story building.
"Ring around the rosie"
"Pocket full of posies"
"Ashes~ Ashes~"
"They all fall..."
"Down~"