Author's Note: Okay, I've got a lot to say about this series. This is going to be a series made up mainly of my own OCs; I am aware that it is ironic since I only created an account because I didn't like the idea of removing the old cast, but I did what I wanted with them, now I seriously need a break from writing about them. As for Total Drama Roadtrip, I may get back to that eventually, I may not. But you can think of this series as an origin to Montana, Edward, and Sophie. Another thing about this series, the campers will be going through the same, or similar, challenges as season one. This is not a rewrite though; it does take place in the same universe, just after World Tour. There will be some differences, and although some things may seem similar, I promise that it will not just be a repeat of the same season with new characters. Lastly I'd like to say that I had some inspiration for this piece, I got the idea from Jason Kreugar Meyer's Total Alternate Island, and I was inspired to create my own characters by The Kobold Necromancer's Total Drama Battlegrounds. Okay, I'm done, I leave you with the three R's of fanfiction: Read, Review, and Recommend :)

Chris MacClean stood on the dock on the edge of Wawanakwa Island. Behind him was the familiar beach, the wild forest, and the rundown cabins. He had his usual sadistic grin on as he rubbed his hands together eagerly.

"Welcome to the beginning of something amazing, another season of Total Drama," he exclaimed. "But this time we're starting right back from the beginning. We're going back to the island and we'll be going through some of the classic challenges. But what's not going to be classic is the new cast. That's right, we've got a whole nother 22 campers, each with their own crazy quirks."

An old shaky boat slowly arrived at the end of the dock.

"Ah, here they come now," Chris said as his grin widened. "First off, we decided to bring in some friends and family from the original cast. Let's give it up for the first contestant of the new season, it's…Brady, the Beloved Boyfriend."

A slightly tan boy with a smile carefully stepped off the boat. He wore a red shirt and had blue pants. His hair was slightly gelled up on the tip of his head to get some a slight poof.

"Brady, boyfriend of old favorite, Beth," Chris exclaimed. "Tell the audience a bit about yourself."

"Hi everyone, I'm Brady," he said with a small smile. "I've done a variety of activities like modelling and search and rescue, but that's not important to me. What's important is my wonderful girlfriend, Beth. I saw how she did on this show and I decided that I should try it out. I'm sure that if I keep a friendly attitude I'll have a tonne of new friends by the end of the show."

"That's sweet," Chris exclaimed. "Unlikely, but sweet."

Brady walked down past Chris to the other end of the dock as the next person stepped off the boat.

"Hi, everybody, I am soooo excited to be here," exclaimed the girl.

She had a sky blue hat and matching skirt, her shirt was turquoise green. Her hair was deep red.

"Jasmine, the Fame-Hungry Best Friend," Chris greeted. "Your pal, Leshawna, did pretty nice in her run. Think you can surpass her?"

"Oh, absolutely," Jasmine exclaimed. "I mean, no offense to you, Leshawnie, but there's no way I'm not winning this. And then all the world will be dying to get their hands on my talent. I know, how about I read a monologue right now? This one's from 'Macbeth'…

"We really don't have time," Chris said carelessly as she shoved her towards Brady. "And here we have our youngest player on the show, it's Michael, the Annoying Brother."

"Hey, Chris," grunted the small boy.

He had a backwards blue baseball cap over his shaggy brown hair. His shirt was a yellow green colour with a skull on it. He wore jeans and sneakers.

"You're actually the reason for one of our big players, Gwen, was on the show, right?" Chris asked.

"Yep, I dared her to send in that audition," Michael explained. "Neither of us thought that she'd actually get in. Boy she was mad when she got home, but I didn't see what the big deal was. I mean it's not that bad, right? Anyways, to prove a point, here I am."

"Well, if you're half as interesting as your sister, we're sure to have another drama filled season," Chris said as he pushed him over to the other two contestants.

"Don't bet on it," Michael scoffed under his breath.

"And we go from the youngest to the older," Chris said. "Here's Delilah-Janet, the Multi-Talented Mother."

"You sweeties can just call me, Momma," said the woman.

She was a plump woman with black, wavy hair. Her entire top was all shades of mauve. Her hat was covered with extravagances such as flowers and feathers.

"My baby boy, DJ, was on this show for three seasons," she explained. "And, although I love him very much, he was still a big wuss. So I'm here to show that the DJ family can survive in this environment."

"Um, excuse me…uh, Momma," Jasmine called. "No offense, but isn't there an age limit of sixty for this show?"

"Don't you talk back to me, sissy girl," Momma DJ snapped. "Sixty? You think I'm sixty?"

"Okay, okay, let's just all get along," Brady hushed.

"Brady, you're no fun," Chris pouted. "This show is all about conflict."

He then turned to see that the boat was returning again.

"That's it for familiar faces," Chris said. "From now on the contestants will be totally new…and we're starting with Nicole, the Logical Thinker."

She was a slightly short girl with a pair of square glasses. Her skin was a deep chocolate colour and her smooth hair was ebony black. She wore a single bow in her hair and wore what looked like an indigo school uniform.

"Hello, Chris and everyone else," she said lightly. "My name is Nicole. I've noticed that there's been a lot of craziness on this show, but I can promise you that I'm not like that. I'm a clear thinker and I will get through this without resorting to insanity."

"Uh, Chris, didn't you just say that you wanted conflict?" Michael pointed out. "She doesn't seem to fit that description."

"Oh, don't worry," Chris said with an evil glint in his eyes. "I'm just thought that it'd be fun to watch her driven to insanity."

"Huh?" Nicole said before she was shoved towards the group.

"And here's our next contestant," Chris continued. "Edward, the Upper-Class Schemer."

A tall thin boy stepped off boat. He had a small condescending smile on his lips and a determined sparkle in his eyes. His dusty blond hair formed a smooth swirl and he wore a fancy cream suit with a bowtie.

"Greetings, everyone," he said regally. "As you can no doubt tell from my clothes, my introduction, even my voice, I am from a wealthy family. Money isn't so much important to me as becoming a true champion. I intend to prove myself through this show."

"Yes, and Edward also is behind the donations to our enormous prize this year," Chris added.

"And what exactly will that prize be?" Michael asked.

"Oh, I'll get to that," Chris replied. "But first let's welcome Sophie, the Sociopath."

The girl that got off the boat took steps that seemed to send a tremor through everyone. Her violet eyes glared forward icily. Her platinum hair was done up in a tight ponytail. She wore a long-sleeved shirt and tight pants. Everything she wore matched a purple and blue scheme.

"Hello," she said powerfully as she nodded at the crowd. "My name is Sophie, I will be winning this show. I suggest that you don't get in my way or else things will get painful…for you."

"Oh, you talk tough, but I bet you'll fall before even the halfway point," Jasmine scoffed.

Sophie turned her eyes on Jasmine slowly. Everyone held their breath in slight fear, except for the two girls who stared at each other. Sophie marched over to Jasmine with determination. Jasmine stood her ground firmly. Sophie raised a fist, Jasmine tried to defend herself. Sophie ended up grabbing Jasmine's wrist and tossing her into the water.

"That's the only warning you get," Sophie hissed. "Next time it'll be much, much worse."

Nicole squeaked in terror as she moved away from Sophie. Edward kept his cool and eyed her curiously, Michael tried to keep his cool, but it was clear that he was nervous.

"Somebody help me!" Jasmine demanded as she flopped about in the water.

Brady was eager to give her a hand and pull her out.

"Oh, this is going to be great," Chris cackled to himself as he looked at Sophie. "But let's move on to our next contestant, Eliot, the Conspiracy Theorist."

A very thin boy stepped off the boat; his head twitched from side to side. He had brilliant orange hair that was gelled up to look like a troll's poof. His jade eyes were darting from side to side and he had a bit of orange stubble on his chin. He wore a jungle green T-shirt and old jeans.

"Are you okay?" Nicole asked.

"Shh," Eliot said desperately. "There are aliens everywhere. The government just doesn't want you to know about them. The aliens have been following me, but no one believes me."

"Don't worry, Eliot, there's no aliens here," Chris assured.

Eliot grabbed Chris's shoulders and exclaimed, "Oh no, oh no, that's what they want you to think! But they're everywhere. Nowhere is safe!"

The other campers looked at each other uncertainly. Michael rolled his eyes, Edward gave a slight chuckle, Nicole was looking at Eliot nervously.

"And next up we've got a special contestant," Chris said. "All the way from Australia, it's Montana, the Eccentric Action Girl."

The boat arrived, but no one came off.

"Great, is she a fraidy cat too?" Jasmine scoffed.

Suddenly a girl cartwheeled out of the boat and onto the dock.

"Who ya, calling a fraidy cat?" the girl laughed. "Or where I come from, fraidy roo, right, since in Australia we have kangaroos, right, and…"

"Montana," Chris urged under his breath. "Tight schedule here."

"Right, right," Montana said. "So like Chris said, I'm from Australia, and that means that I embody all the Australian stereotypes that you Canadian folks see us as. Like for instance I brought my boomerang, since I'm Australian, right, and everyone always thinks of boomerangs…"

Montana had long burgundy hair that swayed down to her waist. She had a yellow sunhat on and a white T-Shirt. She wore an enormous grin on her face as he talked.

"Okay, although we'd all love to hear more about your Australian stereotypes, we really need to move on," Chris said. "So let's introduce our next contestant, Dirk, the Flamboyant."

A tall boy skipped off the boat. He had golden hair in a smooth swirl over his deep blue eyes. He wore a bright pink shirt and jeans that were edged with rainbows.

"Hey everybody it's so fantabulous to be here," he giggled. "Ooh, this island has got to be, like, the most glamorous place. Ever."

Once again, the contestants looked at each other uneasily. Dirk then spotted Chris and rushed over to shake his hand eccentrically.

"OMG, you're Chris MacClean," he laughed . "It is, like, the superest thing ever to get to meet you."

"Uh, thanks," Chris said as he pulled away from the handshake. "Why don't you go stand over there?"

"I like this guy," Montana exclaimed.

"Well, I like you too, beautiful," Dirk replied.

"Next up, we've got Beatrice, the Friendless Hopeful," Chris continued.

A tall girl stepped off the boat happily. She had brown fluffy hair that cascaded down to her shoulders. Her face was framed by her long bangs and she wore a scarlet headband. She wore a short-sleeved red top that revealed her arms and midriff. She wore a short pair of jeans over her legs.

"Hi guys, I'm Beatrice," she said in slightly squeaky voice. "I look forward to making some new friends."

"Okay, Beatrice, go ahead and meet your new friends," Chris said, then under his breath, "or enemies."

Beatrice walked over to the group where Dirk approached her.

"I absolutely love your headband," he exclaimed giddily. "It just looks like so perfect on you."

"Aw, thanks," Beatrice said before emitting an incredibly grating laugh.

Everyone except Dirk covered their ears in pain.

"She's got to be an alien in disguise!" Eliot cried. "Aliens hate water though."

With a shove Eliot knocked her into the lake.

"Wow, we've only just started and already two people have been pushed into the lake," Chris laughed.

Beatrice just giggled as she surfaced.

"Good one," she exclaimed.

"It didn't work," Eliot said nervously. "They must be getting stronger."

"Now let's welcome, Lionel, the Shirtless Beauty," Chris continued.

A muscular boy stepped off the boat confidently. He had bright blond hair that spiked down his head and just above his bright blue eyes. He had a cocky grin on his face. He wore no shirt and only had a pair of thin, light blue shorts on.

"Uh, dude, where's your shirt?" Michael asked.

"Didn't figure I'd need," Lionel chuckled deeply. "I mean, I'd just have to take it off for the ladies."

Beatrice, Nicole, and Jasmine all sighed as they stared at Lionel.

"And that's super," Chris said moving along. "Now let's meet Sooz, the Technoholic."

A girl with deeply tanned skin stepped off the boat. She had curly black hair that puffed out all the way down her back. She wore a short magenta shirt and deep blue jeans. She was deeply in conversation on her cellphone.

"Uh-huh…right..." she muttered. "Well just tell her to take that test and stop complaining…what do you mean, 'Brad doesn't think that's a good idea'…tell Brad to leave her alone."

"Uh, Sooz, could you put down your phone for a minute?" Chris said.

Sooz just held up her hand in Chris's face and walked over to the crowd. In annoyance, Chris grabbed her phone and tossed it into the lake.

"What do you think of that?" he exclaimed proudly.

But when he turned back to Sooz she had just pulled out another device and was texting fervently.

"Okay, whatever," Chris sighed. "Up next let's welcome Tony, the Strong Silent."

Tony was even more muscular than Lionel. He wore a white undershirt and green shorts. He had fluffy brown hair that covered his eyes.

"Hey," he said without any emotions.

"Moving along, here's Ezmyralda, the Whiny Feminist" Chris continued.

This girl wore a smoky green hoodie and teal jeans. She had a matching teal toque over her brown hair that was done up in a small ponytail. She had a look of complete dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you remind me of someone," Chris said. "You aren't by any chance related to a guy named Ezekiel, are you?"

"That sexist pig from season 1?" she barked. "He was a disgrace to women everywhere; you should have censored his comments, or better yet never have let him compete in the first place! People like him make me sick, thinking they can bring down women like that, I swear if I—"

"Okay, you're not related," Chris said. "Just go join the others."

Everyone immediately stepped away from Ezmyralda.

"And here's Ethan, the Spaced Out," Chris continued.

Ethan was a big boned guy wearing a red Hawaiian shirt with a flowery pattern. His wavy hair was done up in a puffy ponytail. He had a bemused look on his face.

"Really cool to be here, man," he said. "I just—whoa, look at that cloud. I think it's waving at me…Hi, little cloud."

"You can talk to clouds later," Chris scoffed.

Jasmine muttered to whoever was standing next to her, "Cuckoo."

"He's probably had his brain replaced by aliens," Eliot suggested.

"I take that back, Ethan's just weird, and Eliot's cuckoo," Jasmine said.

"Here's a pretty face," Chris continued his introductions. "It's Annie, the Pretty in Pink."

The girl who got off the boat next had bright yellow hair that was done up in a long flowing ponytail. She had bright eyes and a glossy pink smile. She wore a billowing dress that was an electric pink. It had short sleeves and stopped just short of her feet. She had a curvy chest which the dress did not hide. Many of the guys were staring and drooling at her.

"Hi people," Annie laughed. "You all look so nice I can't wait to—"

"How dare you wear that kind of dress?" Ezmyralda shouted. "Don't you realize that it's turning you into an object of male desire? People like you are no better than the sexist oppressors that have kept our kind down!"

"Well, I don't like you," Annie sniffed as she moved to the opposite side of the crowd.

"And here's just the opposite, Parry, the Depressed Goth," Chris announced.

Parry was a shorter boy with pale skin. His messy hair was streaked between jet black and green. He wore baggy clothes that was all black. He kept his eyes down and moved slowly.

"Well, I can see that you've been inspired by last year's Goth, Gwen," Chris exclaimed.

"No," Parry said bluntly. "She wasn't really a Goth, really Goths never let themselves become slaves to emotions. I am aware of the absolute cruelty that surrounds us which is why I cannot let myself feel emotion."

"Aw, I think someone needs a hug," Annie exclaimed as she rushed over to him.

Parry cringed as she squished him against her chest. He pulled back and bumped into Dirk.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be feeling absolutely fantastic by the end of this," Dirk assured.

Parry glanced between Annie and Dirk and shuddered, "So much pink."

"As fun as it is to torture the emo, we still need to move on," Chris said. "Let's welcome Victoria, the Genre Savvy Fangirl."

Victoria was a tall girl who appeared to have some Asian features. Her hair was dyed deep cobalt and she smiled friendly at everyone. She wore a T-Shirt that said 'Team Jacob' and wore thin jeans. Attached to her waist was a collection of key-chains of various cartoon characters.

"Hi Chris," she greeted. "I was sure to watch every season three times before I came here, I adore this show…actually I adore every show I watch."

Victoria waved at the now large crowd as she approached them.

"Just a couple more now," Chris said. "Here's Matthew, the Shy Guy."

Matthew was one of the shortest contestants yet. He had shaggy black hair that hung down his back. He had dark skin and wore a crimson hoodie. His eyes were kept on the ground.

"Hello," he breathed.

"Aw, do you need a hug too?" Annie exclaimed.

"You'd better not," Nicole said to her. "You don't want to crush him."

"We're down to our last girl," Chris said. "Let's all welcome Greta, the Food Fanatic."

Greta was the largest girl, maybe even person, yet in both height and weight. She had a stack of auburn hair on her head and a smile with rosy cheeks. She wore a green muumuu that was patterned with leaves and flowers.

"Hi there," she exclaimed. "I'm really looking forward to this. Say, where's that Chef fellow?"

"I dunno. Around," Chris said not interested.

"Who needs a Chef when I'm around?" Momma DJ exclaimed.

"Oh my gosh, I saw you on TV," Greta gushed. "I can't believe that I'm here with a food celebrity. This must be heaven."

"And our last contestant of the season," Chris said. "Bobby, the Resentful Inventor."

Bobby was an average sized boy with messy red hair. He had a pudgy face and freckles. He wore a lab coat with various gadgets hanging out of its pockets.

"Hi," he said icily as he walked over to the crowd.

"So, now that you're all here, I'll go over how this is going to work," Chris said. "I assume that you've all seen, or at least heard of, the first season, Total Drama Island. Well this season we're going to be going through everything that the original cast went through that season. Of course, we've made sure that everything will be a little more…extreme. For instance, the prize this season is a whopping…five…million…dollars!"

That sent a chorus of admiration through the crowd, except for Edward who just smirked proudly.

"Now let's get you into teams," Chris said. "We'll be having two teams of eleven, the Screaming Badgers and the Killer Flounder. First off Dirk you're a badger."

"Go badger!" Dirk exclaimed as he stood to one side.

"Ethan, you'll be on flounder," Chris said.

"Alright, flounder," Ethan exclaimed.

"Sophie, badger."

Sophie marched over to Dirk who smiled at her. She fired a glare at him.

"Edward, flounder."

"I look forward to working with you, Ethan," Edward said with a smile.

"Whoa, that bowtie," Ethan just gaped.

"Uh…yes, what about it?" Edward said uneasily.

"Just…wow," Ethan said.

"Brady, you'll be a badger."

Brady smiled at his new teammates. Dirk eagerly shook his hand while Sophie just continued to stare at anyone who got close to her.

"Annie, you get to be with the flounders."

Annie skipped over to her new team. Edward smiled at her, then uneasily glanced back at Ethan who was still gaping at his bowtie.

"Jasmine, Screaming Badgers."

Jasmine clenched her teeth as she eyed Sophie. Dirk and Brady tried to introduce themselves, but she ignored them.

"Nicole, get over to the flounder side."

"Well, you all seem like a nice bunch of people," Nicole said.

"Well, I can't speak for the others," Edward said as Ethan still wouldn't budge, "but I can guarantee that you'll get along fine with me."

"Beatrice, Screaming Badgers for you."

Beatrice smiled and waved at her team. The girls ignored her, but Brady waved and Dirk happily rushed over to meet her.

"Parry, it's the Killer Flounder."

"Whatever," Parry moaned as he approached his team.

"Smile, little guy," Annie exclaimed. "I've got a bag full of hugs if you need anymore."

"No!" Parry cried as he backed away from Annie.

"Eliot, it's the Screaming Badgers for you."

Eliot stilled eyed Beatrice. She gave an uneasy chuckled, but Brady put a hand on her shoulder.

"It's probably best not to laugh when he's around," Brady suggested.

"Greta, you get to be a flounder."

Greta smiled and joined her team. Edwards smiled at her, but he looked disappointed when he looked away.

"Sooz, you're on the Screaming Badgers."

Sooz was still texting and seemed completely oblivious to all those around her.

"Hey, Sooz!" Jasmine shouted. "Get over here!"

"I'll get her," Sophie growled as she walked over to Sooz.

She grabbed her arm and dragged her over to her group. Sooz didn't even seem to notice.

"Momma, you can join the Killer Flounder."

Momma DJ walked over to the group.

"Yay!" Greta squealed.

"Tony, get over to the Screaming Badgers."

Tony nodded and joined his team.

"Hey," Brady said friendlily.

"Hi," Tony replied without saying anything else.

"For the Killer Flounder, you get Montana."

Montana cheered with joy as she leapt over to her new team. Nicole looked uneasily at Montana and moved closer to Edward.

"On the Screaming Badgers is now…Lionel."

Lionel grinned at his team as he walked towards them. Beatrice swooned as he approached and Jasmine couldn't resist breaking her gaze at Sophie to look at him. Lionel frowned, though, when he saw that Sooz and Sophie were oblivious to him.

"Killer Flounder will now be joined by…Michael."

Michael nodded and joined his new team.

"Hi, Michael!" Annie greeted warmly.

"'Sup," Michael replied.

Annie just giggled at him.

"For the Screaming Badgers, it's Victoria."

"Ooh, this is looking like a fine team indeed," Victoria exclaimed. "Two potential alpha females, a crazy guy and his sane foil, and everyone else in between."

Eliot looked slightly offended at being called crazy, Jasmine looked a little annoyed, and Brady just looked awkward.

"For the Killer Flounder, how about…Matthew."

Matthew timidly joined his new team.

"Hi, welcome," Greta exclaimed.

Matthew nervously stepped away from Greta.

"Don't worry, little guy, we don't bite," Annie exclaimed.

Matthew just remained silent.

"Well, better too quiet than too loud," Nicole commented to Edward.

"Couldn't agree with you more," Edward said. "Although, there are certain types of silence that tend to get on my nerves."

As he spoke he shot another glance at Ethan who seemed frozen in place.

"Screaming Badgers, you're final member is…Bobby."

Bobby grunted as he joined his team.

"And that leaves Ezmyralda for Killer Flounder," Chris concluded.

"I can't believe that you picked me last," Ezmyralda exclaimed. "That is blatant sexist behaviour and I will not tolerate it. Furthermore, these teams are unbalanced. The Screaming Badgers have five girls while the Killer Flounder have six."

"Look, there were eleven contestants on a team, there's going to be some inequalities," Chris sighed.

"And you're just all about inequalities aren't you!" snapped Ezmyralda.

Chris just shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, before I forget," he added. "Our Confession Cam is just over there if any of you have anything to say."

Confessional:

Bobby-All my life I've been bullied by people bigger than me, even though I'm the smartest guy in my school. But I've learned that to avoid this happening again I need to take action first. So, I'll be sure to take control of my team.

Edward-Well, I suppose my team could be better, but I'll make do with what I have. They should do what I say easy enough.

Jasmine-These guys don't stand a chance against me. But first there are a few people I have to deal with in my own team. First off, that blond freak who thinks she can push me around, then there's that blue haired weirdo who seems to know a little too much for her own good. Plus she's sure to get annoying soon.

"Alright, campers, are you ready to get started?" Chris exclaimed. "Since this season will be a refreshing new beginning I think we'll call it…Total Drama Refresh."

The crowd was silent for a bit, then Dirk exclaimed, "I love it, Chris."

"Yes, it combines originality with tradition," Victoria added.

"Suck ups," Jasmine scoffed under her breath.

"So, I'll let you get settled into your cabins," Chris said. "But we'll be having our first challenge before the end of the day."

"Oh, I'm so excited!" Montana exclaimed.

Victoria, Dirk, and Annie agreed with Montana. Matthew, Nicole, and Beatrice looked a little nervous. The two teams headed off to their own cabins. The cabins were divided in two halves, one for boys and one for girls. In the boy's half of the Screaming Badgers cabin Brady, Eliot, Lionel, Tony, Bobby, and Dirk began to unpack their things.

"Didn't you bring any clothes," Brady asked Lionel.

"I wouldn't be the Shirtless Beauty if I did," Lionel laughed.

"Idiot," Bobby scoffed under his breath.

"What was that?" Lionel snapped as he grabbed Bobby.

"Guys, guys, let's not fight," Brady said. "Especially on our first day here."

"Yeah, we should all be best friends," Dirk added.

"Not likely," Bobby spat as he turned away from them.

Tony remained silent during all of this. Meanwhile, in the girl's side, Jasmine, Sophie, Victoria, Sooz, and Beatrice were also getting it up.

"I demand the top bunch," Jasmine hissed at Sophie.

"It makes absolutely no difference," Sophie growled. "So just take the one on the bottom."

"Uh, guys, there are more than one top bunks," Beatrice pointed out at the three bunk beds.

"Don't bother," Victoria said. "They're trying to assert their dominance."

"Oooh," Beatrice exclaimed.

She then noticed Sooz sitting on the floor typing rapidly on a small keyboard.

"Which bed do you want, Sooz?" Beatrice asked her.

Sooz made no response to show that she even heard.

"Hello, Sooz?" Beatrice called. "Earth to Sooz."

"What? Is this important?" Sooz exclaimed irritated.

"Which bunk do you want?" Beatrice asked.

"That's not important," Sooz scoffed as she returned to her device.

Over in the Killer Flounder cabin, the boys were also getting settled into their side. Matthew, Edward, Ethan, Parry, and Michael were all picking their beds. Silence filled the room.

Edward decided to break it as he said, "So, what do you fellows think so far?"

"Meh," Michael replied unenthusiastically.

Matthew mumbled something that couldn't be heard. Ethan was busy staring at a stain on the ceiling.

"Whoa, I think the ceiling is, like, trying to send us a message or something," he exclaimed.

"How about you, Parry?" Edward asked.

"My feelings will not be altered at this point in my life in any significant way," Parry replied. "We'll go through the challenges, probably get hurt physically, but that won't matter to me because I am incapable of being hurt mentally."

"Really? You seemed pretty scared of Annie," Michael mocked.

Parry didn't reply. Edward just sighed and shook his head. Over in the girl's half, Montana, Momma DJ, Greta, Annie, Nicole, and Ezmyralda were getting unpacked.

"I can't believe that they have to separate us like this!" Ezmyralda moaned. "We won't make any progress until we can move past the need for separation."

"I'm pretty sure it's just standard procedure," Nicole sighed.

"Oh really, well this standard procedure is an obstacle that we women must overcome!" Ezmyralda cried. "Witch hunts were standard procedure, election where only men could vote were standard procedure, but women victoriously demolished those obstacles just as we must do now."

Annie was talking to Greta while this was going on.

"So, what are you looking forward to?" Annie asked.

"Oh, the food," Greta replied reverently.

"Really?" Annie said confused. "Because, from what I saw, the food here isn't exactly the best."

"Is that so?" Greta replied. "Well who cares, I've got my idol, the Delilah-Janet. Will you be doing any cooking, Mrs. DJ?"

"Well, I did break a few essentials," Momma DJ said as she reached into her coat.

She pulled out a jug of milk, a cartoon of eggs, a box of chocolate chips, a bag of flour, and a whisk.

"I suppose I could whip out a little lunch if you girls wanted," she said.

"No time for food, right," Montana exclaimed. "Chris said the challenge would be starting soon."

Greta looked disappointed. Then, just as Montana had said, Chris blared his air horn and called them all out.

"It's time for us to begin," he exclaimed. "So, who here remembers what the first challenge was?"

The campers murmured amongst themselves before Victoria exclaimed, "Ooh, ooh, it was the drop into the shark infested water."

"Correct!" Chris exclaimed.

Nearly everyone paled at the thought of that. The only ones who remained unfazed were Montana, Sophie, and Victoria.

Chris then turned to the camera and said, "We're gonna cut it off there, but be sure to come back next time to see how our first challenge goes. Who will complete the drop, who will chicken out? Who will take charge, who will refuse orders? And most important of all…who will be the first camper eliminated? Find on next time on Total…Drama…Refresh!"