Hey everybody, ultimateTORINOR here, with just two words for you all: DOUBLE DIGITS! Yes! Personal celebration aside, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. It might not have a lot of stuff going on, but it really gave me some troubles. This chapter talks extensively about the second challenge, which I think will be really fun to write. I won't distract you any longer. I don't own Total Drama Island, and I really hope you enjoy this chapter enough to review, considering the troubles I had. Enjoy!
Chris Maclean stood on the dock after yet another peaceful night's sleep. After getting a nod from his underpaid cameraman, he recited the recap of the last, and very dramatic, episode.
"Last time on TDNC, our 24 new campers were forced to complete an old challenge favorite: jumping off a cliff into shark infested waters!"
Laughing slightly, the host smiled and continued. "In an shocking twist, every camper managed to jump, although some were more reluctant than others. However, it was Tyson's rage at fellow teammate Zane that gave the Killer Ligers the win, and the Screaming Griphons were forced to vote someone off! At the campfire ceremony, it all came down to two people. Gracie, who could be a danger to everyone's health, and Caleb, who managed to make enemies with a lot of people! In the end, the first camper voted off the island was the stratigizer Caleb! How will the Griphons win being one member short? And who will be voted off this episode? Find out today on Total…Drama…the New Challenge!"
(The Intro would be here, but that takes up a lot of space. I can imagine it would also get really repetitive after a while)
The sun was still absent from the island, and every camper was asleep, exhausted for one reason or another.
In the Screaming Griphons' cabin, it was because the threat of elimination lingered in the air around them. Caleb's absence only solidified this fact.
In the Killer Ligers' cabin, it was because of the extensive party they had had after winning their first challenge.
None of the campers seemed able to get up without a very loud wakeup call.
In this area, Chris Maclean was only too happy to provide. Stepping over certain debris, the host carefully treaded over to the cabin area, a wide smirk on his face, and his 'weapons of mass destruction' in his hands.
About that same time, Annie and Jonsey collapsed on a bench in the mess hall, dead weary.
Jonsey managed to wheeze out, "Why did I even sign up for this?"
Annie could only shake her head from exhaustion.
"Chris made you prepare for the next challenge, huh?"
The two jumped, startled, and found that Chef Hatchet was leaning against the opposite wall, arms folded.
Annie nodded. "All night."
Shaking his head slightly, Chef disappeared into the kitchen for a moment. The two miserable interns could only glance at one another.
The chef reappeared, with two glasses of ice-cold lemonade in his large hands.
Annie and Jonsey watched as Chef set the glasses down surprisingly gently in front of them.
The next second, the glasses were empty, and Jonsey and Annie looked up appreciatively at the giant chef.
"Thanks, Chef!" they chorused.
Chef nodded slightly and turned away.
Before he could leave, Jonsey blurted out, "Chef, why do you make all this disgusting food? We both know that you're a great chef!"
Though Chef Hatchet couldn't see her, Annie firmly nodded her assent.
Chef froze for a moment. Then, he spoke again.
"You haven't been here as long as I have. You 'maggots' don't understand…not yet, anyway."
With those puzzling words, the giant and beefy chef walked out the back door towards his own personal trailer.
Annie and Jonsey stared at the closing door, and then back at each other questioningly.
Jonsey suddenly winced, and looked at his fellow intern. "At least we can get some rest now. Even ninjas need to sleep sometime."
Annie stifled a laugh. Jonsey, despite his consistent belief in his 'skills', was constantly tripping over his own feet.
Jonsey sighed, and then rested his head on his hands.
"Good night, Annie," he whispered, before being taken by sleep seconds later.
Annie stared at the peaceful look on his face for a moment, before falling into her own thankfully undisturbed and untroubled sleep.
Meanwhile, Chris Maclean stood facing the two cabins, ready and in position. Holding his ever-near megaphone up to his face. Picturing the chaos that would erupt in a few short seconds, the host held down the 'magic button' and called out to his charges.
"CAMPERS, THIS IS CHRIS MACLEAN, HERE FOR YOUR WAKEUP CALL!"
The cabins shook as many of the campers fell out of their top bunk beds.
In the Screaming Gophers' cabin, Jason rubbed his aching head, and groaned.
"What time is it?" the explorer asked Zak, also lying in pain next to him.
The strategist looked at the barely lit up sky. He looked back at his teammate. "Most definitely at a time that isn't healthy in long stretches."
Confessions
Alison: Waking up without a good foothold in the competition was tough, but I just need to take this competition one day at a time. Stay in control, but don't force anything onto anyone. (She looks at the camera) That was a lesson you needed to learn, Caleb.
Logan: (Looking very dangerous) I am not…a morning person.
End
Jason nodded wearily. It was going to take some time to get used to this island.
In the other cabin, Zarya had also fallen out of her perch on the top bunk. Rubbing her eyes and silently cursing Chris in her mind, she asked the obvious statement.
"What time is it?"
Zane, who had been sleeping in the bottom bunk, dryly answered her. "It's a time Chris uses to his advantage to crush our spirits." The reader's eyes smoldered light red in annoyance.
Zarya looked at him, but before she could say more, Ethan walked by them. Suddenly, the assassin stopped, and looked at the two of them. "You might want to get moving," he said, motioning towards the door, "something tells me Chris is going to get impatient."
On cue, Chris' amplified voice rand across the campground. "CAMPERS, BEING THE GENEROUS HOST THAT I AM, I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU THREE MINUTES TO GET OUT HERE AND SEE YOUR SURPRISE!"
Donnie looked at Ethan from his top bunk. "How'd you do that, man? Are you psychic or something?"
Ethan smiled slightly, and answered the metal head. "It's a little thing called instinct."
Confessions
Donnie: People, we all know that Chuck Norris is the equivalent to God on Earth. So, someone related to him would have some kind of power! They'd be some kind of…Mini Jesus! (He smiles victoriously) Mini Jesus…that'd be a perfect name for a new song…
End
Gracie had immediately perked up at the word 'surprise'. Picking herself up quickly from the cabin floor, she began to jump around. "Surprises? I LOVE surprises! Let's go see the surprise!!!"
Takbir laughed at his teammate's enthusiasm. He looked around at the rest of the team. "Come on, guys," the comedian said, "We're aren't going to get more sleep anyway."
Encouraged, Gracie sped out of the cabin, and Takbir followed. The rest of the Griphons followed shortly after. The Ligers trailed out of their cabin at the same time, some looking curious, and others looking very annoyed.
Outside of the cabins, both teams noticed that the island was totally transformed. Long, winding trenches were dug into the ground, even heading down to the beach, and the campers could see multiple ATVs on either side of them. Both sides also had a very poorly made pickup truck, both which were without windshields or windows.
And in the middle of it all stood Chris Maclean, wearing the biggest smile they had seen all season. "Wasn't this a nice surprise? While you all were sleeping, our interns were hard at work preparing for the next challenge!"
Tyson, looking very impressed, asked, "Some kind of sick war challenge?"
Chris nodded, and announced for the entire viewing world to hear, "Campers, your second challenge on Total Drama the New Challenge is…"
Some campers waited with bated breath for Chris' dramatic announcement.
Confessions
Carsen: If it's what I think it is...it's going to be AWESOME! (She grins widely)
Gracie: This is going to be the BEST CHALLENGE EVER! (She starts dancing enthusiastically) Gracie CAN'T WAIT!
Tyson: A challenge where we get points for shooting people? Now that's my kind of challenge!
End
"…Total Drama Total War! You'll all be given paint ball guns, and be forced to fight against the other team for supremacy of the island!"
Carsen grinned happily, while Gracie whooped enthusiastically. Rodrek also looked enthused, and a slightly dangerous glint was in his eye.
Chris grinned. "And that's not all! You'll also be given a few trash bombs for good measure."
Logan pictured the carnage in his mind and smiled, while Inola looked slightly horrified. "What about the trees and the wildlife here?"
Chris looked slightly irritated that not everyone loved this completely new and awesome challenge. "Oh, yeah," he stated, "for you environmentally conscious people out there, we promise that no animals or plant life was harmed in the making of this episode."
Inola didn't look satisfied. "That's reassuring," the rebel said sarcastically.
Chris smiled winningly at the camera. "We promise."
Turning back to the campers, the host gestured to Chef Hatchet, who was carrying two cases towards them. "Also, you'll be wearing special suits designed specifically for this challenge."
Kenny looked interested. "What do they do?"
The host shook his head as the chef dropped the cases and promptly walked off camera once more. The host then smirked dangerously. "You'll find out!"
Gracie pouted. "You never tell us anything!"
The host, looking hurt, countered, "Sure I do. I just usually tell you when it's too late to do any good!"
The campers looked at the two cases, and noticed that they were marked by their team names. Chris, looking very anxious to get the challenge underway, clapped his hands and said, "Campers, get suited and geared up, and we can get this awesome challenge going!"
The host turned away from them, and muttered to himself, "Why didn't I think of this last season?"
The campers, behind him, immediately dug into the cases, grabbed their weapons, and started to shrug into their "special" suits.
As they put them on, the campers realized that they were very form fitting and comfortable. Ripley smiled at this revelation. "I'm looking good, and in a moment, the Ligers won't be," she said to herself.
Chris, noticing that everything was good to go, began to lie out the overview of the challenge. "As I've said before, the challenge is a contest of winning the war of Wawanakwa. If you take a certain amount of paint ball damage, you will be officially out of the challenge. The team who successfully manages to "kill" the other will win the challenge and an expensive buffet, courtesy of Chef's paycheck!"
Every camper looked up and grinned excitedly. Even after only a few days of the horrible food, they could feel their stomachs groaning for some real food that would actually provide some small amount of nourishment.
At the same time, they thought they could hear an angry shout at Chris' statement, but the television host paid it no mind. "Campers, the Killer Ligers will take the left side of the island, and the Screaming Griphons will take the right side! I'll give you approximately two minutes to come up with a strategy! Now get to it!"
Walking off, probably to get a good vantage point without being within firing range, the host left them. Both teams glared at one another for a moment, and then walked to their sides, hopping into the elaborate trenches provided for them.
Confessions
Alister: This challenge is going to be seriously intense. I'm going to be giving it my all, that's for sure!
Lily: I normally don't like fighting, but if that's what the challenge is, I better not blow it.
End
Donnie looked at his Killer Liger teammates. "So," the metal head asked, "Does anyone have a plan?"
Carsen nodded enthusiastically. "We need to use the vehicles somehow, maybe to sneak around them?"
Addy smiled. "I am definitely driving one of those things!"
Ethan cut in. "We'll definitely need a coordination between two different areas of fire. Some should stay here, but others should take the ATVs, as Carsen suggested."
The cheerleader smiled, in her element.
Zarya spoke up suddenly. "Should a couple of us…bring the truck around for barricading the trench?
Lily smiled enthusiastically at this statement. "That's a great idea, Zarya! Maybe you and…Zane could do it?"
The two looked briefly at each other.
Zane told her simply, "I'll take the back. I don't like driving."
Zarya simply nodded.
Confessions
Zarya: It feels like I have to make an impression on the team…or else I'll be gone. …I just hope I won't screw it up.
Zane: I also don't like getting hit by paint balls. They hurt.
Lily: This was a perfect chance to throw those two together. Lily the matchmaker is on the job!
End
Charlie looked around at the team briefly. "I think I'll stay here."
Rodrek nodded as well. "A brilliant suggestion."
Ethan looked at Tyson in slight dislike. "What will you be doing?"
Tyson had a dangerous but also confident air about him.
"I'm going to be the leader, what else?"
Ethan shrugged, and looked at the people who would leave the safety of the trench. "God luck."
Carsen nodded. "You, too!"
Zarya looked on edge, and simply walked towards the truck. Zane, hesitantly, walked after her.
Meanwhile, Zak looked at his Screaming Griphons teammates. "Mates," he announced, "we appear to have a situation on our hands. Who'd like to go where?"
Lyn, with a steely-eyed determination, stared longingly at the ATVs.
"I am going to be driving a vehicle."
Logan stared at her for a moment. "That looks like fun. I'll take a vehicle."
Lyn looked at him and smirked, breaking her seemingly endless stare with the ATV.
"Think you can keep up with me, a pro racer?"
Logan only smirked back confidently.
Alister stared at the cabins, an idea taking forth in his mind. "I've got an idea. Think of it as a special mission of sorts."
Mina jumped up. "Mystery! Intrigue! I'll be with you, overcoming every trial thrown at us!"
Samantha just huddled up miserably in the corner of the trench. Ripley looked at her. "You all right, Samantha? You going to be ready for the challenge?"
The shy bookworm only shrugged, and Ripley continued. "Look," she said, "The other team has paint ball guns. They will aim at you. They will shoot you. It will hurt. Probably a lot."
Samantha only stared at her, so the girly sports harasser told her, "The only way for you to prevent the pain is to shoot them first. "Kill" every one of those damn Ligers, and it'll be fine."
She looked at the bookworm. "You got that?"
Samantha clutched her pain ball gun determinedly. "Ready."
Ripley patted her gently on the back. "That a girl."
Gracie looked at Jason, Zak, and Alison. "What are we going to do?" she asked. "I refuse to sit in this trench while everyone else gets to have fun shooting people!"
Jason looked at her, and then the truck. "Well," the explorer said, "we could take the truck."
Gracie's eyes lit up. "YAY!"
Alison looked at Zak. "I think we'd better sit in the back, and hang on tight."
The strategist looked back at her. "What else did you have in mind?"
Gracie hugged Jason to her briefly, making him blush. "You can be my co-pilot! My assistant as we go to ram the other team's vehicles!"
The four strolled off to prepare the truck for "take-off".
Takbir stared at everyone, who seemed to have his or her own objective in mind. The comedian touched his Mohawk. "I guess I'll just stand in the trench and make a good target for the other team."
Ripley looked at him. "Well, when you die, can you give me your gun? I'm going to win this challenge!"
Confessions
Takbir: (Smiles) I am not good in a war situation. Let's get that out of the way right now. Still, you can't win them all.
Gracie: I haven't had that much fun since… (She thinks for a bit) Yesterday!
Ripley: This is the Screaming Griphons time! This is our house!
Alister: The other team…won't know what hit them (Smiles mischievously)
End
With strategies in mind, the campers rushed to get ready. Chris' voice rang out of the megaphone in the distance.
"CAMPERS, YOUR TWO MINUTES ARE UP! THE CHALLENGE OFFICIALLY STARTS NOW! TRY NOT TO MAKE ME LOOK BAD!
The host put down his megaphone to watch the action. He smiled. This was awesome television!
Back on the battleground, the two teams were either starting their engines, or trying to see where the enemy was.
Everyone was ready.
The war for Wawanakwa had officially begun.
So how was it? How did I do? If you could, please leave a review telling me how you either liked or didn't like it. That would be AWESOME! Also, I'd like to thank all of you who have left reviews. 155 reviews in less than ten chapters...simply astounding. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, without you this wouldn't have been possible! You all are awesome, and don't forget to review this time (if you feel like it), that would be greatly appreciated by yours truly!
Before I forget, here are the results of the poll I had going. Judging by the votes of 21 people, the top five favorites were Samantha, Zane (both were tied for first), Gracie (you all seem to like her), Alister (who made an astounding comeback, having gotten no votes the poll before), and Tyson (antagonists are always fun characters). Thanks to all of you that voted!
Next chapter will be the second challenge in its entirety. Not sure when that'll be finished, as school is starting to get rough again.