Total Drama Island

Horror Island

Chris' Mansion

Chris' POV:

While I was sitting on my personal massage chair and drinking my expensive wine at my mansion, located far away from those losers at Camp Wawanakwa, Chef came in the room and stood next to the huge fireplace.

"Chris! The teens are still at Camp Wawanakwa! You told me that you sent them all home – what's going on man?!" asked Chef.

"Relax Chef, I left them there only for a little while. I needed some time away from them." I explained.

"Well, when are we going back?" Chef asked.

"We're leaving tomorrow." I said calmly.

Chef left the room looking worried for some reason. He acted like he actually liked those annoying little bitches. We're leaving tomorrow anyways. They haven't even been there alone for 24 hours yet.

Back At Camp Wawanakwa

Heather's POV:

"Where the hell is Chris?!" I yelled so everyone can hear me.

"Good question. He hasn't waked us up this morning at all." Trent said.

"Hey, Chef is gone too!" said Duncan.

"Oh no! Who's going to make us breakfast, lunch, and dinner!" panicked Owen.

"This must be another dumb ass challenge. They'll show up sometime." I said.

"So there is no challenge! Awesome!" cheered Geoff.

"This is the challenge, obviously. There trying to find out how long we can stay with out them, duh!" I said.

"Well a challenge like this comes once in a life time at a dump like this. I'm going back to the cabin after breakfast." Lashawna said.

That's the same thing everybody else did.

Gopher Girl's Cabin/Midnight

Gwen's POV:

Still no sign of Chris or Chef. I'm concerned if this is even a challenge.

"Hey, Heather?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure that this is a challenge?"

"Gwen, have I ever said something I'm not sure of?"

"I don't know."

"Well I haven't, and I will not!"

"Okay, okay! Just saying. Chill out."

Uh…I have no idea what's up with her! She's a complete bitch!

"Sorry okay. I didn't mean to go off on u like that." Heather explained.

"It's fine"

"The truth is I am kind of getting a worried. It's been a while." Heather said.

"I'm worried too."

Then, all of the sudden Trent just busted in the cabin, panting.

"Trent! What's wrong?!"

"Ze…Ze…Ezekiel!

"What 'bout him?" Heather asked.

"He got shot dead!"

"WHAT!!!" we both shouted.

"C'mon!" he shouted.