Hey Guys, its TDIFanatic here, and i have recently been inspired to create my own 'My way' fanfiction. I've already devised the possible elimination order, challenges, and storylines. Without further ado- I hope you all enjoy my fanfiction- please Read and Review.

As the sun shone down vividly on the canadian waters, the waves lapped serenely against the crumbling shores, as footsteps could be heard tip-tapping against the wooden docks. As the camera moved into view, a preppy man, dressed in khaki shorts and a blue tee, adjusted his collar, and checked his stubble in the mirror. The camera flickered and buzzed, as a deep voice spoke,

"Action." one of the cameramen hollered as the host, appearing startled gasped and put away his mirror, before clearing his throat with a hearty cough.

"Welcome Viewers! I'm Chris McLean and this is Total. Drama! Island! Watch Twenty-Two campers battle it out for weeks on end to come on top and secure themselves the life saving amount of One Million Dollars! Expect Treachery, Expect scandal, expect fights! This is Total. Drama. Island!" The host, Chris bellowed before awkwardly standing there, twiddling his thumbs before whispering quietly. "Was -Um- Was that okay?" The camera man extended his thumb into view of the camera, whilst moving it upwards, representing a nodding motion. They both stood there vacantly, as tumbleweed brushed against the decomposing docks behind him. "Oh, and Would you look at that! Just on cue" he gave a wink "Our first two campers are here!" Chris stuck his arm outright, welcoming the new campers. But nobody came. Chris gulped, as the camera focused on him, before putting a hand to his ear, as if too hear something.

"I've had it up to here" a girl said, stretching her hand up high "With you, and you've hardly stepped a heavy footed shoe on this rachet island!" the girl shrieked, grunting and groaning. Another girl, still out of the view of the camera sighed,

"You and your scrawny little, basic ass, white girl ass is about to be obliterated if you ever think your going to stay around longer than me". The girls exhaled, before dragging their suitcases along the rickety platform. As if on cue, the two girls entered the shot. One of them had waist-length, raven black hair, and was sporting a red tank top and khaki shorts. She grunted, removing her sleek glasses, and shot daggers at the host, and then the girl behind her. The other girl, evidently african-american, laughed before adjusting her blue shorts. She turned her hair, her ponytail just missing striking the raven headed girl in the race, and with a swift swish, strode towards the host, shaking his hand. "Leshawna's in the House!" she cheered, a smile on her face, before she turned around to face the island, and her jaw dropped.

"Leshawna" Chris cheered, laughing, "Welcome to the island" Leshawna deadpanned, as he pointed at the cabins, jaw slung, before Chris giggled. "I see you've spotted our five star cabins, just like the website showed!". Chris chuntered as Leshawna shook her head, before opening her mouth to say something, but keeping her mouth shut and walking over to stand behind him.

"Pahaha, Can Lil' Miss Ghetto not handle the living arrangements, As long as i'm not bunking with her, I'll be fine". The girl spoke up, putting emphasis on 'her' and pointing directly at Leshawna. "Heather", she said, walking up to Chris.

"Ah, Heather. Our Queen bee." Chris laughed, as another Boat pulled up, and he pushed Heather aside.

She gasped profanely "Do I not get an Introduction?" As Chris ignored her, walking over to the new contestants. A filthy little boy hopped of the Boat, He wore a ragged beanie and his (What could be seen of it) hair was shaggy and skewed. He wore a teal hoodie and dark shorts. He didn't say much as he looked wide eyed at the host, paralyzed.

"Ezekiel, Zeke, My man" Chris teased as he gestured the boy over to the girls, as he replied with a solemn 'eh'. McLean rolled his eyes as he welcomed the next camper, who stepped off lightly, flashing a smile, a guitar strung around his shoulder.

"Hey, Im Trent, Nice to meet you all" He cheered, but his expression quickly faded as nobody else spoke, before Leshawna walked up to him.

"Wassup Sugar! I'm Leshawna!" She laughed, High fiving the shy musician, whilst Heather just looked over in despair. Trent wore a combination of greens, and he had dark hair, dark enough to rival Heather's. Loud noises could be heard from the boat, as music had been playing. Two boys jumped off the boat with a thud, boombox on shoulder. They both laughed before turning the music off. One of them sported a large cowboy hat and a lose fitting pink shirt, whilst the other wore a dark shirt with a skull imprinted on it, and a vivid, green mohawk.

"Duncan, Geoff" Chris Cheered, fist-bumping the two. Geoff raised his hand in excitement, and swept his hair to the side

"This is sick, dudes!" He exclaimed, portraying a typical surfer, as the boy next to him, Duncan, chuckled deeply, pulling out a penknife and using it to wittle down some wood. "I'm stoked!". Geoff took his luggage, and boombox, along with Duncan and his few belongings, and stood behind Heather. Duncan gasped, and nudged Geoff in the chest, pointing at Heather and whistling rhythmically. Heather turned around disgusted,

"Ugh, do you really think you have a chance with me, Jailbait?" She scoffed, as Duncan retorted,

"I wouldn't mind sharing a bunk with her" He snapped, as Geoff chuckled from the sidelines

"These cabins better not be co-ed!" Heather complained, looking at Chris, who didn't acknowledge her, but laughed. He went to open his mouth, but a group of new campers pulled up to the dock.

"Beth, The Wannabee". Beth had hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, and a clashing shirt, with big, shiny Braces, she smiled, spitting through her teeth and greeted everybody. "Harold, The Nerd" The boy stood still, and was about to talk, but Chris had already started speaking. "Cody, The Geek". Cody, his brown hair blowing in the wind, flashed an awkward grin, and winked at the female camp-mates, who all gagged at the gesture, all but Beth, who grinned and waved, only to be ignored. "Noah, The Bookworm"

"I cant contain my excitement" The bookworm flattered the host, before complimenting him. "You look rather dashing today, Mr McLean". Chris smiled, and took out his mirror from his back pocket.

"True, Noah, True."

"He's being sarcastic, Genius" Heather spoke up.

"Speaking of Geniuses, Here's our blonde bombshell, Lindsay!". Lindsay stepped off elegantly, and gave a wave. Her blonde hair flowed gracefully in the wind, and her mini skirt lay poignantly above her knees. She took a step forward, but missed her footing and feel in between the dock and the boat. In an attempt to save herself, she tried to grab something. but missed. She smashed her face against the splintering dock and slipped into the chilly waters. Her demise was met with Gasps, by all but Heather. Cody gasped, and ran over to the girl, who was trying to pull herself out of the water.

"That beautiful face!" He screamed as he helped the girl, and planted a palm on her cheeck. "And those..." He found himself, being rather short, face to face with Lindsay's boobs, mesmerized.

"Thats it Boy!" Leshawna came over galumphantly and picked the scrawny boy of his cheek and carried him on her shoulder, "You need to learn some Respect!" She put the boy back on his feet, but grabbed him by the collar, "Don't you ever try those antics again" She sneered, as Cody gulped and started to shake.

"I- I promise."

"Great!" Leshawna smiled, and dusted her hands. Lindsay, excited, had already forgot about her ordeal, pulled out a tube of lip gloss, and applied it to her lips.

"Is that the-" Heather gasped, before shutting her mouth, not wanting to show any intrest. Lindsay, however, had become distracted once again and rushed over to Chris.

"Hola Chip!" She squealed, before chuckling to herself. "I'm bilingual!"

"It's Chris." The host snapped, annoyed. Lindsay 'eeked' and ran over to the gang. The next boat pulled up, as a thunderous thump echoed through the island as a pair of dumbells cluncked against the wood. "Eva."

"Chris." The two glared, the girl, Eva, furrowing her monobrow, she walked past and spat on the hosts foot, who gagged and shook it off. She stomped over to the others, who all, frightened, rushed away from the 'Girl'

"Maybe there are more than two genders afterall" Heather remarked snidely, whilst nobody heard, apart from Duncan, who let out a chuckle under his breath. Two girls followed up, and stood politely.

"Nice to meet you all, I'm Bridgette" The blonde smiled, her arms wrapped around her chest. Duncan smirked, and nudged Geoff in the chest.

"Isn't this your type of gal?" Geoff laughed, nodding, as he offered to take her luggage. Bridgette, taken aback by the kind gesture, smiled.

"Thank You" she giggled, smitten. The other girl, this one with short, brown hair, creeped up behind them. With a little wave, she spoke,

"It's a pleasure to be here, My name is Courtney. I am a qualified C-" She stopped abruptly as Chris rolled his eyes,

"This isn't an Introduction episode, Courtney" He said abruptly, causing her to scoff and fold her arms, and storm off to the sidelines. The next camper rolled up, standing tall over all the other contestants. He wore a white cap and was shaking, evidently nervous. Contrary to his appearance, he seemed extremely frigid.

"Deeee-Jay" Chris cheered, greeting the camper. DJ stayed motionless, but cleared his throat, piping up almost instantly

"Chris, my man!" He praised, before walking away. A new boat pulled up, and a sporty man dressed in a bright red jumpsuit stepped off, but tripped, he tried to regain his balance, but instead fell over his own feet, as all the campers cackled. He got up semi-triumphantly and blushed, brushing off all the dirt and residue.

"Oh, Here's Tyler!" Chris chortled, tears forming in his eyes, laughing non-stop "Oh my... That's great! Can you... Can you replay that for me?" Chris asked the cameraman, who nodded and did as he was told. The camera cut back to Chris, howling, and wiping a tear, before regaining his posture. "We also have Owen and Izzy!" The crowd stayed deadly still. Eyes wide, jaws ajar, they watched on as they saw a red-headed girl doing backflips down the dock, a large boy running, 'running' behind her. The girl stopped, on point, and did a twirl, but the boy didn't stop. Everybody gasped and stepped aside as Owen ploughed through them all, and plummeted into the water, splashing everybody in what could be a mile radius. The campmates groaned. Lindsay screamed. Leshawna moaned. Heather raged. She spoke, shaking,

"If he thinks he's going to last a day on this island, he better think twice" She vowed. Before another girl stepped onto the dock, however, didn't greet anybody. She stood around the pile of soaking bodies. She murmured something inaudible and stomped of.

"Tragic"

"Well, whats really tragic is that rachet ass weave of yours" Heather snapped back

"Pardon?"

"You heard me"

"Gwen!" Chris chuckled nervously, stepping inbetween the girls. "There's only three contestants left to introduce, can you just hold the drama for a minute?" Both girls whined, but had no objections. However, none of them were prepared for the ear-splitting screams that came not so long after. Two girls, wearing matching attires ambled up to the host, squealing at a frequency too high to even register. One of them, was tall and dark-skinned, whilst the other was short and stubby, and very Caucasian.

"I guess opposites do attract" Noah deadpanned, earning glares from a few, but praise from the rest. The two girls carried on squealing, to the annoyance of the others.

"Katie. Sadie" Chris welcomed

"Ya?"

"Ya?" The two girls said almost instantly. "I'm so happy to be here!" The perkier one, Katie piped up, grinning excessively.

"Same." The other, Sadie said.

"I can't wait to make so many friends and memories!" said Katie

"Same."

"Do you think she says anything other than Same?" Bridgette whispered into Courtney's ear, who shrugged vaguely.

"Is this everybody?" Courtney asked preppily, eager to start. However, she was soon answered as another boat pulled up. Although, she began to notice, among others, that this boat was different. It was gold plated, and was playing sensual music. Nobody dared look away. They were all captivated. A toned hunk stood atop the boat, his tanned body gleamed in the sunlight his sweat glistening across his face. Everybody started vacantly at him, as if they were all having an out of body experience. He sassily stepped of the boat and on to the rotting docks. Chris, captivated, shook his head and spoke.

"Justin! That's everybody, lets start!" Chirped Chris, tired of introductions and eager to start

"Same" a muffled Sadie perked in the distance

The scene cut to a humongous cliff, the twenty-two campers huddled together at the peak, shivering. They each stood there, wide eyed, scared. Nobody spoke, until one person cleared their throat

"Your not going to make us.." Owen gulped, "Jump." Owen whined. Chris grinned manically and looked as if he was going to deliver bad news.

"Jump, aha, of course not!" He cackled as he pulled out a scroll, the other campers sighing in relief. Chris squinted and stared at the scroll. "Ah, yes, Teams!" He gestured towards two mats, one vermillion red, labeled 'Killer Bass', the other, a fair green, labeled 'Screaming Gophers'. He called, "If i call your name, you are part fo the Killer bass!" He cheered as trumpets sounded and confetti blew, "You will be asked to stay on the red mat".

"Courtney." The girl cheered as she made her way to the mat,

"Duncan." Who merely scoffed,

"Harold." The boy took a break from examining his nose, and ambled over,

"Sadie." The girl did nothing.

"Eva." The brute flexed.

"Tyler." He cheered, and went to high-five Duncan, who ignored him,

"Geoff." The teen 'yee-hawed' and twiddled his cap, Duncan gave a slight smirk.

"Ezekiel." The prairie boy nodded solemnly,

"DJ." DJ smiled,

"Izzy." Izzy waved, and did a few flips,

"And Bridgette." The girl turned, nearly tripping, and walked over.

Chris opened his mouth to speak, before he was cut off by another voice. The naive girl, Katie, spoke, "ExCUSE YOU?" she boomed. Everybody looked astounded as the girl started to well up, "Why can't i be oN THE SAME TEAM AS SADIE?" Chris, exasperated, ignored the girl, who continued to rant. "Katie is my BFFFL, WE CANNOT BE APART" She screamed.

"I don't care" McLean stated

"BFFFL means Best-"

"Chef, shut her up." Chef just shrugged

"Female Friend-" Katie continued

"I've already had enough" Chris gasped, sounding defeated.

"For life! FOR. LIFE." Katie finished, red faced with anger. Chris sighed.

"Katie, Izzy, swap teams."

"Does that mean-"

"Yes, it does, Katie." The girl ran over to the crimson mat and squealed. She hugged her BFFFL tight. "I love you Sadie!"

Sadie wiped a tear from her cheek, and in a cracked up voice, uttered one word.

"Same."

"Ah-Hem? I need to announce the rest of the teams" Chris interupted, "Ah screw it, the rest of you are the Screaming Gophers!"

Nobody cheered.

"So, The Challenge?" Gwen snapped impatiently, cold in her swimsuit

"Ah, the challenge" Chris smirked evilly, "You'll have to wait until after this add break!"

"Wait Wha-" Gwen uttered before the screen turned to static

This took me a while to write, I'm not keen on these introductory chapters, Was this the right length? Anyway, thanks for reading, please read and review.

xoxoxox

Aaron