Disclaimer: Total Drama is property of FreshTV and Teletoon. TMNT is owned by Viacom and Nickelodeon. I do not wish to profit from this work and I respect the wishes of the license holders.

A'sN: Well I never thought I'd get over my writer's block but somehow a new idea came roaring to life once I went on this site long enough. Hopefully you'll enjoy reading this more than I did writing it! Oh Gods there were so many errors to correct. Anyway Enjoy!

The depths of space, somewhere far, FAR away from Earth...

It seemed like eons had passed since his plans were thwarted by those accursed Utroms and their allies, chief among them the oddball family known as the Hamato Clan. What was meant to herald a new era of dominance over this universe ended at the hands of not the Turtles, nor his daughter but a simple design flaw; one that should had been dealt with as soon as he knew about it. Alas, foresight is something that all beings know of yet rarely act upon.

The conqueror known as Ch'rell was no different though he is as far from human as one can imagine. His tiny body is salmon pink with a ghastly purple scar over his left eye with tiny tentacles that allowed control over his various exosuits as well as movement when none were available. His two eyes shone with a malevolence world renowned on both the Ultrom homeworld and the worlds ransacked by the former Duke during his years-long raid of the universe. His teeth were almost as razor sharp as his most deadly weapon; his mind.

However all the planning, all the hardship, and loss was rended a moot via the actions of Earth's greatest heroes: The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, a secret fighting force formed by Hamato Yoshi's pet rat Splinter. Unknown to the world at large the TMNT fought against threats both terrestrial and beyond both of what little of space humanity knew about and beyond the veil of what we considered reality with the skills, weapons, and tools of the ancient ninjas and samurais of Japan plus technology years ahead of anything known on Earth.

The foursome was the bane of Ch'rell's existence ever since Leonardo rejected his aid once the latter's evil was revealed to the teenage shinobi due to the quick actions of Splinter. Ever since that fateful day both the Hamato and Foot clans fought for what appeared to be years, yet in the grand scale of things only mere months had passed. In the end, Ch'rell was finally defeated by the Turtles in a suicide plot that would have ended both of their struggles had it not been for the advanced tech of the peaceful Ultroms.

During their final battle with Ch'rell Donatello had found out that the core that powered the ship was violently unstable. Utilizing an backup of Professor Honeycutt's mind the genius terrapin triggered it to detonate after the team had much discussion on this grave matter. Ch'rell fought like a demon to keep his plans from being derailed but in the end the Utroms froze time with their advanced technology mere seconds before the core exploded and beamed all parties away before time was resumed; and the ship became shrapnel that drifted in space to this very day.

Ch'rell stood trial on the Ultrom's planet; which was his as well and was, to no one's surprise found guilty of genocide, environmental destruction on a planetary scale and waging war on nearly every planet his vile presence visited but Earth. His crimes while on Earth were terrorism, grand theft, kidnapping and in the unfortunate case of one Baxter Stockman needless mutilation.

After a hour had pasted during his long awaited and so dearly needed trial Ch'rell was sentenced for the rest of his life on an icy asteroid without the possibility of parole. The years went on and while the Turtles fought the true demonic Shredder which Ch'rell based his human secret identity on as well as Bishop, Sh'okanabo and other challenges both mundane and otherworldly in their minds Ch'rell remained the greatest enemy of the Turtles to this very day.

Alas, we humans are a somewhat cruel and vain species and the actions of one evil man will reverb both his world and the Turtles for what may seem like years to come...

Canada, sometime during 2014...

Two figures walked on an old runway while they awaited the news on the show everyone talked about in Canada: Total Drama.

If you needed to know of recap on what this show is about it's a reality show where teens and young adults did various events, battles (never bloody ones; this was meant for families after all!) and other silly little things while on international television. Generally there were two teams(World Tour had three at the start but the tragically misnamed Team Victory lost all of its members before the merge) of teens and the losing team nearly always voted off a competitor that they felt did them wrong during their stay on the season or just made an error, judgmental or otherwise that cost the team a win during an episode. When the numbers dwindled enough the teams were dissolved and it was every man, woman, and/or mutant for themselves until the final two came around. Then the last two competitors did the last challenge to win one million dollars.

At least that's what the show was meant to be about. Those in the know understood Total Drama was a vehicle for the host's legendary ego; the whims and feelings of the teenagers be damned and right now it was rightfully bruised by one simple statement.

"Chris McLean you are hereby banned from Camp Wanawaka," a firm female voice stated in a dry, professional tone. Her brunette hair was cut in a bob style which went somewhat well with her pitch black business suit. She was flanked by two tall men; each wearing a black suit with matching flattop haircuts. Even as Chris's face fell from this setback, she continued on about what the future held for Total Drama. "You shouldn't be as lucky as you are Chris. The environmental damage will take DECADES to repair and right now our government just doesn't have the time or money to fix this disaster." She took a bit to moisten her lips before going on about what needed to be said. " Quite frankly we think you're too popular for our own damn good," the agent spat out.

Chris chuckled at this but inside he was furious. Total Drama All-Stars was meant to be the best of the best on the location fans knew and loved. Toxic waste, however is not a easy thing to clean up and having to reorganize his little "reunion" by the Canadian government's rules did not sit well with him. However he withheld his displeasure and replied in his fake cheerfulness "Relax bra. Having to change things on the sly is something I'm awesome at!" he bellowed as all three agents winched in pain over his overly loud voice, followed by the annoying chuckle nearly every main character barring the Dwanyes knew and hated. "Look Missy in Black, Chef took the time to scout out a new island and it's gonna be the sweetness! It's tropical!" Chris the host added as if he was making a sale to the trio.

The sunglasses all three agent wore did little to hide the scowls they bore over Chris' lack of decency and humanity. As if on an unspoken cue on Chris' part a large man wearing a chef's hat and apron parachuted in with what the foursome needed to know before the redone All-Stars started.

"Legal was...well, worse than the kids but somehow we got 14 of the little punks back for All Stars or should I say; Fading Stars," Chef Hatchet groaned in reply. Truth by told he was as sick of Chris as everyone but fourteen of of the two casts had unsettled business with the show and honestly while he didn't hate them, per se the attitude they gave him wore his patience dangerously thin. If it meant dealing with 13-14 brats just to never, ever have to do this overhyped show again then so be it.

He was a master chief for God's sake! Teenagers were not something he had to tolerate.

"So who's going to come back for one last shot at the mil?" Chris inquired, his pearly whites complementing his arched eyebrow and smug disposition. His face fell almost as fast as his good mood when Chef answered what the former thought was going to be an easy answer.

"From the first three seasons we got Gwen, Courtney-" Chef paused to shudder as the next name belonged to someone he hated with an unhealthy passion. "-Duncan, Heather, Ezekiel and-"

"Whoa whoa WHOA! Hold the phone Chef! Zeke the beast is coming back?!" Chris interrupted fearfully and rightfully so. Ezekiel degenerated into a feral form after Chris kicked him off the so-called "Drama Plane" during Total Drama World Tour (Season 3 of the overall Total Drama franchise) and had to spend weeks surviving on scraps of food, never venturing to get some sunlight lest he be discovered. The now barely coherent former Killer Bass frightened everyone who knew him now and duly so. Normal people don't turn shades of green, lose their hair and gain three-toed feet (somehow..) by malnourishment and greed along.

"We're hoping spending time among his fellow 'campers' might being him back to sanity or what's left of his," the female agent mentioned as she readjusted her sunglasses. "It's a long-ass shot, emphasis on long-ass, but you are being held reasonable for both his current state as well as the disappearance of one Al-"

"UGH! You want Al? Well, here he is in what's left of his glory!" Chris rudely interrupted as a sad parody of Robbie the Robot wheeled onto the sunbaked runway. Trapped inside was the cruel man formerly known as Alejandro Burromerdo, his burnt and broken body fused to the so-called "Drama Machine" as a means to stay alive after karma caught up to him during Total Drama World Tour by burning him in lava and being trampled on by everyone he betrayed.

Which was everyone but Ezekiel. The agents were displeased by this turn of events but still Alejandro was still in the land of the living; abet barely.

"Please continue on with your stupid cast list before I throw your carcass back in prison until your dying days," she snarled at the two hosts. Chris yanked his collar in fear at her harsh but fair tone.

"-Alejandro and Beth," Chris finished with a disappointed tone. Owen; one of his very few friends had moved on from Total Drama with Geoff and Noah, so of course dealing with people that hated him was going to be hard to deal with but deal with it he shall by his tried to true method of being a cold hearted snake. "We also have Brick, Dawn, Scott, Zoey, Lightning, Jo, and Cameron," the evil television personality added with sociopathic glee.

It wasn't ideal in Chris' diseased mind, but it would have to do. "You have your contestants and your island but be forewarned we will be watching you. Anything out of your normal shenanigans or if any real harm comes to these children your life will become a real life lemon fic taking place in maximum security," she said in a deadpan tone. To add weight to her threat she took out a lemon and squeezed it until the juices poured out onto the hot asphalt, Both Chef and Chris shivered as the remains of the lemon sizzled in the unforgiving sunlight. This was not an idle threat but a promise and as much as it pained them both it had to be honored.

'If only someone would come by and save me from the lameness of Canada,' Chris thought to himself.

Though he knew Chris was lost in thought Chef still felt the need to ask a question in regards to the agent's unconventional threat. "Since when did suits working for the government read children's stories online?" No answer came from Chris and Chef groaned before he too wished something exciting happened on this last season

The oddly mismatched duo would soon regret ever making that unspoken wish in due time.

Space...

When you have lived on Earth as long of Ch'rell you tend to pick up on things like a mind transference device he secretly smuggled into his forehead via surgery after TCRI (the cover of the Utroms while they were trapped on Earth) imploded onto his tiny body. It was untested and as Baxter had told him would only work on a cyborg body and ever then it only would work once. Karai warned him once about how foolish and dangerous both the idea and device were but her claims were silenced with a snarl and then nothing else was said about it.

It was true this was a long shot but his frozen body was dying and yet the Turtles still lived. It was unacceptable to Ch'rell and by this point he was driven insane by the isolation and though he'd never admit it to anyone by this point in time he was desperate enough to try anything. Even if it was just a means to prolong his life long enough to slay the mutated banes of his existence then so be it.

The pitiful world known as Earth would burn within the fires of Hell itself, its rivers, lakes and oceans drowned out in the blood of both the innocent and the guilty. It was the punishment the former Shredder thought was fitting of the planet that harbored and nurtured his hated enemies. With that vision still fresh in his mind, Ch'rell spoke the command code that would activate the device buried deep in his brain and trigger another battle with the people of Earth.

"Begin the search for my new body; one that transcends both flesh, metal and this mortal plane! Give me the power I crave to destroy the Turtles and all who would be foolish enough to stand by their side!" His features contorted from the sheer rage he felt at that moment and Ch'rell soon roared out, "GRANT ME THE MEANS TO EXACT MY REVENGE ON THIS INSOLENT UNIVERSE!" As soon as his desires were bellowed out the now icy purple body of Ch'rell fell silent forevermore as his evil mind zoomed past galaxies, then planets as it approached his new body.

Unfortunately, for all parties involved Ch'rell's destiny laid on Earth once again. The means for his vengeance lay within the Drama Machine and the ruined husk that was once known as Alejandro.

The Shredder shall return and the Earth would quake from his battles with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles once more but this time new allies and enemies shall join the fray. Soon everything and everyone would change forever...

AN: It feels good to be back in business! I know the tale of All-Stars is a tale retold more than the battles between Souls Caliber and Edge but I needed drama, passion and excitement so what better way than to force characters we know and love (and love to hate in Chris' case) into a new location and have them deal with one of the Turtles' deadliest foes?

I'll figure out the teams and how Al's last day will play out when I'm able to. Time's been not on my side but I hope this will be finished sometime around 2016. Until then fare thee well and be safe dear readers.