The Russian Revolution at Lake Wawanakwa
Summary: Written for my school history project, this is a rewrite of the series to reflect the story of the Russian Revolution, starring Gwen as Lenin, Duncan as Trotsky, and Heather as Stalin! Not entirely accurate. Slight Noah x Cody.
A/N: As mentioned in the summary, this is not entirely accurate, according to the show. There are only ten campers, chosen by how useful they could be in the allegory, and, well, I know Cody wasn't even IN the cooking challenge, but it worked for the school assignment, and I didn't feel like changing it now.
At Lake Wawanakwa, a remote island in Ontario, several teen campers have been tricked into competing in a reality TV show – Total Drama Island. Under the brutal rein of their counselor/TV host, Chris Maclean, they have been forced to participate in grueling challenges designed specifically to make them suffer as much as legally possible - every second of which has been documented with hidden cameras to be aired nation-wide. The campers were tired of their inhumane treatment, and someone had decided to do something about it . . .
Part I - Meeting
The heavy hum of babble at the docks had reached dangerous levels, and Gwen quickly silenced them with a warning hiss. "Shut up, guys!" she whispered furiously. "Do you want Chris to find out?" The name itself incited an atmosphere of fear so heavy that one could almost touch it. And if he ever found out about this secret meeting, there was no question that none of them would ever be the same again.
"Fine," Noah replied, his arms crossed. "Then tell us why you dragged us out here, so we can get away before we get killed."
"Seriously," DJ agreed. "We're, like, risking life and limb here!"
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay!" she whispered. "Chill. Well, that's actually why I'm holding this meeting. We're all sick of Chris, agreed?"
There was a general murmur of consent.
"He's cruel, manipulative, aloof, and treats us like animals," Gwen continued. "None of us signed up for this, none of us deserve this. When was the last time any of you guys had a proper, hot shower? Three weeks? Four? We eat pig slop, and expose ourselves to deadly diseases on a daily basis. We have attempted life-threatening stunts, and for what? Chris never is kind to us, except when we do something really humiliating, and then he just calls it 'good TV'. You know what? I say we give him the best TV ever aired. I say we overthrow Chris."
A collective gasp met her words, and the noise level escalated several decibels as the campers muttered amongst themselves in shocked ambivalence.
"Overthrow Chris?" Leshawna echoed. "How the heck are we going to do that?"
Gwen smiled unkindly, sending shivers down the others' spines. "Duncan and I have an idea. It involves Chris' hair gel."
There was a smattering of smothered laughter, and the dark atmosphere from earlier lifted. Gwen was right, and the campers suddenly realized that there might actually be hope that they would be freed from their dark situation.
On the corner of the dock, Heather smiled, her cruel eyes narrowing harshly. Perhaps Goth girl was onto something. Heather liked it, but not in the same way Gwen did.
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