Hey! So this is my first fanfiction ever! Mike's evil personally is really fascinating to me so after watching the "Moon Madness" episode of Total Drama All Stars, I just had to write a story!

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"Cam-Codykins!" Sierra wailed as the heroic hamsters headed back to the losers cabin for the second time in a row, "why?!"

"Well…it's better than him being voted off right?" Zoey said as she awkwardly tried to comfort her sobbing teammate.

Duncan and Mike walked a few paces ahead of the girls. Duncan had a shocked and confused look on his face. "Gwen can't do what anymore?! Seriously, what is she talking about?! Has she lost her mind?!" the delinquent was saying, taking no notice that none of his teammates were really listening. Not that it would have mattered, he didn't stop talking long enough for anyone to answer.

Mike walked next to him sluggishly while deep in thought. He was pretty upset that his little buddy Cameron was now on the villain's team, especially now, when Mike needed him most.

Mike knew something was happening to him and it was beginning to frighten him. Ever since the beach challenge he hadn't been able to summon his other personalities. He also had believed that he had begun to sleep walk which caused him to break things but now…he wasn't so sure that was the case.

According to Zoey, she had seen Mike brake Cameron's glasses. Mike wasn't sure how he could have. He remembered sitting there with the rest of his team eating the slop Chef called dinner, then remembered seeing Cameron on the ground with his face in his bowl but Mike didn't actually remember seeing his friend fall.

"Did I really trip him?" Mike thought to himself.

Not only did Mike seem to be breaking things without knowing it, but the fact that he couldn't remember the last challenge was really disturbing him.

He remembered the start of the challenge, how his team was forced to wear bacon hats and sausage tails. He remembered running through the woods and apologizing to Cameron about his glasses and then…nothing. The next thing he knew he was on the other side of the island with Zoey yelling at him to hurry.

It was his fault they lost the challenge but he was more concerned that he didn't remember participating in half of it. Mike was used to having blackouts, it happened every time one of his other personalities took over. He would sometimes find himself in strange places or doing things he couldn't remember doing but this…seemed different.

Usually Mike could feel when his other personalities were about to come out, like he would always feel frustrated just before Chester appeared. He felt nothing this time and he still had his shirt on, he was pretty sure the bacon hate didn't count as a fedora and he didn't remember there being anything acrobatic involved. But even if his other personalities had come out, Zoey or Cameron would have told him.

Mike was so confused and very upset about the whole thing. Cameron had promised to help him figure it out but now that they were on opposite teams, Mike wasn't sure how that was going to happen.

To make things worse, Mike wasn't feeling to well. He felt tired like he had just run a marathon and his head was pounding like crazy.

As the hamsters reached the cabin, Zoey led a hysterical Sierra into their side of the cabin. Mike watched as Zoey disappeared inside. She had barely said two words to him all night. Was she angry with him? Was she mad at him for losing the challenge for them? Or was she mad about Cameron's glasses?

It bothered him a little that Zoey had told Cameron about seeing Mike brake his glasses but said nothing to Mike himself. She even told Cameron not to tell Mike that she saw him do it.

"Doesn't she trust me anymore?" Mike thought to himself.

"Yo, you coming?" Duncan asked while holding open the door to their side of the cabin.

"Uh yeah in a minute" Mike said, "I'm going to go to the washroom for a minute". He gestured towards the communal bathrooms that sat just across the way from the cabins.

"Whatever," Duncan snorted before walking inside, letting the door slam behind him.

Mike walked the short distance to the bathrooms and went inside. He went to the sink, turned on the faucet and splashed some water in his face.

"What's happening to me?" Mike muttered.

He turned off the faucet and wiped the water from his eyes. Mike then looked up into the mirror, but what he saw caused him to yelp and jump back in fear.

Staring back at him was not the reflection he was used to. The reflection he saw resembled Mike…except his hair was swooped down hiding one of his eyes. The eye that was visible had dark circles under it.

"You!" Mike gasped. He felt his heart begin to beat wildly against his chest and the pounding in his head became worse. The reflection smirked viciously at him.

"Hello Michael," a sinister yet familiar voice said-a voice Mike hoped he'd never hear again- the sound was so terrifying Mike felt his insides run cold, "miss me?"

Before Mike could do anything, he felt his body jerk violently, throwing itself at the wall. Mike cried out in surprise and pain as he slammed into the hard tiled wall. He then took a step back only for his body to once again throw itself at the wall with full force.

Stars exploded into his vision when his head met the unforgiving wall, he could feel blood streaming down from the side of his face. Mike screamed and tried to push himself away from the wall only to be thrown sideways right into the mirror! His arm took the full force of the blow, smashing right into the mirror causing glass and blood to rain onto the sinks and floor.

Mike had never felt so scared in his life. His body was acting on its own…his own body was trying to kill him.

Mike struggled to get himself away from the mirror as there were now jagged pieces of broken glass everywhere.

He turned his back to the mirror and grasped the edge of the sink and, feeling glass slice into his palms, pushed himself away from what could possibly be his death.

As soon as Mikes hands let go of the sink a strong force shoved him backwards. He screamed as he felt himself fall only to be stopped when the back of his head connected to the edge of the sink.

Mike could feel his body teetering slightly from side to side before finally falling over as his vision began to drift in and out of focus. He barley felt himself hit the glass stained floor as everything started to look black.

"You're going to be sorry Michael," was the last thing Mike heard before darkness swallowed him.

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Duncan sat on his bed staring at nothing. "Ugh! What is Gwen's problem?! What did I do?!" He asked himself.

"Was she serious? Are we really over?" Duncan thought sadly, "But…I don't want it to be over…"

A strange noise pulled him out of his grief causing him to look up. "What was that?"

The delinquent got to his feet and walked out the door thinking it was some kind of animal. He looked around but saw nothing. He was about to go back inside when he heard it again. It was too muffled to figure out what it was.

"Hey Yo! Do you two hear that?" Duncan said knocking on the girl's door.

"Hear what?" Zoey said stepping outside with a sniffling Sierra following.

"Sounds like some animal is getting eaten out there," Duncan grinned.

"Duncan that's so-"Zoey had started but a blood curdling scream stopped her. Everyone looked in the direction of where it came from and found themselves looking straight at the washroom. Before anyone could say anything the sound of shattering glass coming from inside the bathroom rang through the air.

Duncan felt fear build up in him as he remembered Mike had went in there. "Mike!" Duncan heard himself shout.

"What?!" He had heard Zoey say as he took off running towards the bathrooms. When he reached them, Duncan grabbed the door handle and threw the door open. What he saw made his blood run cold.

The mirror was smashed and there was broken glass and blood everywhere. Duncan's eyes widened when he saw his teammate. Mike was lying unconscious on the floor in a bloody mess.

Duncan heard someone run up behind him and gasp. "MIKE!" Zoey screamed pushing Duncan out of the way and rushing to her boyfriend's side, cutting her knees as she knelt down by him. "MIKE! Please be ok! MIKE WAKE UP!"

Sierra and Duncan stood in the doorway both to shocked to move.

"What's going on?!" Duncan heard Cameron yell and turned to see him and the Villains team rushing towards them.

Duncan and Sierra were pushed away from the door as the Villains demanded to see what was inside only to gasp in shock when they saw.

"SOMEONE GET CHRIS AND CHEF!"

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Mike felt like he was sinking, like he was in water and slowly sinking to the bottom. He tried to move, to swim upwards, he didn't know why but the farther down he went the more afraid he felt. Like there was something bad waiting for him at the bottom. But no matter how hard he tired, Mike only felt himself go downwards.

Eventually the sinking feeling went away and Mike felt like he was lying on a cloud. He took no comfort in it though as a huge wave of fear washed over him. It was pitch black so he couldn't see anything but he could sense it, something evil was close.

"Get up you pathetic heap" A voice snarled.

Mike's vision began to come back, and he realized he was lying on his stomach and standing right in front of his face was a pair of shoes. Mike nervously tilted his head upwards to see who they belonged to only to gasp when he discovered the answer.

Mike saw an evil copy of himself glaring down at him, his dark eyes full of wrath.

"The Malevolent One…." Mike whispered.

The Mike copy sneered. "I'm flattered that you gave me such an honorable nickname."

"Impossible…how did you-"

"Escape?" the Malevolent One interrupted before Mike finished his question. "Did you really think you had gotten rid of me for good Mikey-boy?"

Mike pushed himself to his knees, trying to look braver than he felt. "So you're the one who's been breaking everyone's stuff!"

"Yeah so?" The Malevolent one said.

"And you're the one who made me hurt myself in the bathroom!"

"Yep," The Malevolent one answered sounding bored.

"Why?! Mike demanded, "It's your body too!"

"That's why I didn't kill you," the evil personality said giving Mike a chilling smile, "besides, I can handle a few injures, and you're the one who got to feel the worst of it."

Mike didn't answer and instead looked around. He was in his subconscious. It wasn't the first he'd been here so he recognized it.

"What did you do with the others?" Mike asked, trying to make his voice sound threatening.

"I wouldn't worry about them Mikey-boy," The Malevolent one grinned "I'd be more worried about you and your friends in the real world."

"Leave them alone!" Mike shouted.

"Oh I don't think I will," The Malevolent One said in a cruel voice, "in case you haven't noticed, I'm the one who's really in control, I come and go as I please."

The Malevolent one looked right at Mike and sneered. "So prepare yourself Mikey-boy, I am going to make your nightmares come true. You're going to pay for locking me up for all these years. "

Everything began to get cloudy, and the Malevolent One disappeared. Mike looked around in a panic, not liking that he could no longer see the danger.

"Mike!" A voice echoed.

"Zoey?" Mike said, immediately recognizing the voice.

"Mike! Please wake up! Mike!" She sounded so scared.

"Zoey!" Everything began to get blurrier and started to fade away. Mike was then thrown back into darkness and he felt himself begin to float upwards following the sound of Zoey's voice.

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The first thing Mike became aware of was how much pain he was in. His whole body hurt like hell!

Mike groaned as he tried to open his eyes but an immense pain pulsing through his head caused him to shut them again.

"Mike?" The sound of Zoey's voice gave him the strength to fight though the pain to get his eyes open.

As Mike painfully forced his eyes open he saw Zoey looking down at him. Her eyes were wide with fear and it was obvious that she'd been crying.

"Oh Mike! Are you ok?! Please say something!" She pleaded.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" Mike asked with a pain filled smile on his face.

"Oh Mike! You're ok! I was so worried! "She leaned down and kissed his forehead.

Mike looked around and realized that he was lying on a bed in the infirmary tent. He then noticed that his arm was wrapped up in bandages like a cast. He also noticed that he had bandages wrapped around his head and a big bandage on his cheek. He was about to say something when he heard someone frantically yell his name.

Flinching in pain he turned his head towards the sound and Cameron came running in.

"Mike! Mike! What happened to you?!" He was saying in a panic, "Who attacked you?!"

"Attacked me?" Mike thought. He then remembered what happened and found himself looking between the two worried faces of Zoey and Cameron.

How could he tell them? How could he even begin to explain what was happening to him? Or how they were all in danger? The answer was simple….he couldn't.

"There's only one thing I can do," Mike thought to himself, "I have to get off this island."

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And there you have it! My first fanfiction. I had to speed the ending along a bit because if I didn't it would have taken forever to get down and I wanted to get this posted before episode 6 airs. As of right now this is just a oneshot but depending on how you guys like it I may make it longer. So please review!