"Last time, on Total Drama Nations, we tooka break from torturing the campers and let them do it themselves. They all paired up with each other and fought it out to see who could stand the pain the longest. Some got hurt, others got out unscathed, and four of our campers spent most of the day in a tree. In the end, the Visa's lost for the second time in a row and Victoria finally got too annoying to be allowed to stay. Can the Visas pull out of their losing streak? Will Casey ever learn when to stop getting people angry? And will Eyrik ever say anything? Find out today, on Total! Drama! Nations!" Chris announced from the Dock of Shame.

Confessional

Natalia: Okay. So Victoragot voted off yesterday. No big deal. I'm cool. So what if she liked me. It's not like we were a couple or anything.

Amy (outside): Um...C-C-C-Can I-I-I u-u-use t-t-t-the co-co-co-confessional? I-I-I-I...

Natalia: GOD, SHUT UP! I'M MOURNING RIGHT NOW!

Amy (outside): S-S-S-S-Sorry!

Natalia: ...That had nothing to do with Victoria, got it?

As he was struggling, he felt the rope begin to loosen around his feet until he crashed to the ground. "A-A-A-Are y-y-y-y-y-you o-o-o-o-o-okay?" Amy called down from the roof nervously.

"Yep! Thanks Amy! When I rule the world, you can be my second in command!" Casey called back as Amy began climbing down slowly.

"I-I-I-I'll th-th-think ab-ab-about i-i-it," Amy said back. "Wh-Wh-What ha-ha-happened an-an-anyway?"

"Um..."

Flashback:

"You can't just leave me here! I haven't eaten yet!" Casey shouted as Daniella and Thunder tied him up.

"Shut up already! We're doing this for your own good anyway. It's only a matter of time before somebody get's so pissed the decide to punch your teeth out. Stay up here and don't cause problems, okay?" Thunder told him.

"And we don't like you," Daniella added cheerfully.

"That too," Thunder said as they both headed off.

"I was involved in an epic batte between good and evil. Of course I would have won, but they cheated and hit me when I wasn't looking!" Casey said, stumbling slightly as he stood to his feet.

"O-O-O-Okay," Amy said, having seen Thunder and Daniella tie him up. "Co-Co-Come o-o-on. Wa-Wa-Walk o-o-off yo-yo-your nu-nu-numbness," she said, pulling him up by his hand.

Confessional:

Casey: Wow. Amy's really nice. I always thought she was just weird, but she's really great.

Amy: I-I-I kn-kn-know h-h-how i-i-it fe-fe-feels t-t-to ha-ha-have n-n-no fr-fr-friends. I-I-I fi-fi-figured I co-co-could be Cas-Cas-Casey's fi-fi-first fr-fr-friend here.

Casey: Even when everybody else left me up there, she helped me! And she doesn't care that I'm evil! She's perfect to rule beside me! I wonder how I can make her see that?

Amy: I-I-I'm su-su-sure Ca-Ca-Casey j-j-just ne-ne-needs a-a-a fr-fr-friend t-t-to st-st-stop a-a-all h-h-his cr-cr-crazy wo-wo-world do-do-domination ta-ta-talk.

Casey: Hmm...Which countries would Amy want when we're ruling the world together? Of course she'll get Italy. It's her home after all.

Near the campfire pit, Alex and Alexandre had started a miniture soccer game between their twoteams, with the two of them as forwards. For the Visa's team, Alexandre had Neveah for a midfielder, Axel for goalie and Harley and Eyrik as defenders. Alex's team consisted of Daniella as a midfielder, Tan for goalie and Boris and Cariy defending the goal. Even though Alex and Alexandre both seemed like they were equally matched in skill, the Killer Tourist's were losing 3-8.

"Hey, you two! Stop him alright!" Tan called to Boris and Cariy nervously as Alexandre advanced towards the goal.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Boris shouted back angrily.

"Can do Tan!" Cariy said, charging at Alexandre, who side stepped around her. Now, the only thing between him and the goal (besides Tan of course) was Boris. Watching Alexandre get closer, Boris decided that the easiest way to stop him was just to knock him out and jabbed out at him as soon as he was close enough.

"Sorry to do this to ya pal," Alexandre said, trying his best to keep the ball under control and dodge Boris' jabs at the same time. Seeing an opening, he immediately kicked the ball at the goal as hard as he could. Tan tried to catch it, but only managed to get hit in the arm as the bal dropped and rolled into the goal.

"GOAL!" Neveah shouted cheerfully.

"What the hell? I thought you were good at sports," Alex said to Tan.

"Sometimes. I'm pretty much useless outside of surfing and volleyball," Tan admitted.

"Why the hell didn't you mention that until now?" Alex asked angrily.

"You never asked," Tan pointed out.

"Forget it. We just have to make sure they don't get close enough to score another goal than," Alex said with a sigh, getting back to the game.

(Half an hour later)

The score for the soccer game had now gone from 3-9 to 5-12, partly because of Tan's clumsiness and partly because of Axel's goal keeping. By now, Alex had taken Tan's place as goalie and put Tan as forward. It meant less goals scored, but more saved. "...You guys want to call it quits already? This is starting to get pretty boring," Axel said with a yawn.

"Yeah, this is starting to drag on a little bit," Neveah said while Eyrik just nodded.

"Fine," Alex said with a sigh.

"Yeah! We won!" Harley shouted triumphantly.

"And that's just how it'll go in the next challenge too!" Alexandre said.

"After you lost the last two challenges? There's no way you're going to pull through now," Daniella said with a snicker.

"Shut it! There's no way we're going to lose three times!" Harley shouted back angrily.

"You will if you take orders from that idiot captain of yours," Boris said with a yawn.

Before Harley could say anything, Chris' voice came through over the loudspeakers. "Attention campers! Report to the Dock of Shame for a special surprise! Anybody who doesn't make it in ten minutes can go join Victoria, Kelvin and Ash, so MOVE!"

(Ten minutes later)

Casey rushed to the dock withAmy just as Chris' ten minutetime limit expired. "Did we make it?" Casey asked, slightly out of breath.

"Amy did. You have to get out," Daniella told him.

"But...Amy was behind me," Casey pointed out.

"Too bad," Axel said with a laugh.

"S-S-S-Stop te-te-te-teasing h-h-h-him," Amy told both of them.

"No way! He's completely insane," Daniella replied angrily.

"Why not?" Axel conceded, deciding to listen to Amy.

"Hey! Camera's over here!" Chris called from off screen as the camera moved swiftly to show Chris. "That's better. Now, as you all know, both teams have lost members already, the Visa's more than the Tourist's."

"Shut it McClean!" Thunder growled at Chris.

"But, you'll all be happy to know that I'm offering you the chance to replace those who have been lost, because today, we have two new campers joining the show. And here comes the first onenow," Chris announced, pointing to a boat out on the horizon. As it got closer, the campers could see it carried a tan and skinny boy with bright electric blue eyes and back hair styled into a fohawk. He wore a grey t-shirt with Japanese characters written in the front, black jeans and checkered skate shoes. "Introducing, from Nagano, Japan, Kei-"

"Keii Takahashi. Great to be here," Keiji interrupted as he arrived and stepped off the boat.

"Yeah. Listen, rule number one: Don't interrupt me. EVER," Chris said angrily.

"Whatever man," Keiji said, going to join the other campers.

The next boat arrived, being driven by a tall tanned boy, withblue-violet eyes and short spiky hair witha blue tint. He wore a grey t-shirt, jeans, and black and white checkered Vans. "Moving on. From Milan, Italy, Aust-" Chris started as the boat crashed into the dock and the driver climbed out.

"Sorry about that man. Your boat got kind of trashed along the way. Better get that fixed before you use it again," the boy said with a yawn.

"Why were you driving MY boat again?" Chris asked.

"Not that I wouldn't love to explain that, but you mind telling the people my name already?" the boy asked lazily.

"Dude! You just trashed our boat! Where the hell was the real driver?" Chris continued on, not even listening to what the boy was saying anymore.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself," the boy said with a sigh. "Hey there everybody. Name's Austin. Austin Fostar. It's great to be here, blah, blah, blah, etc, etc, etc," he said, joining the crowd.

"You better hope you win, because you're paying for that out of yo-" Chris continued on until Austin interrupted him again.

"Dude, forget it already! Do I have to host the show myself?" Austin said, sounding irritated.

"Fine! After today's challenge, each team will receive either Keiji or Austin. One of them will be the winner's prize, while the second is the loser's prize," Chris continued. "Anyway, on to today's challenge. Here at Camp Wawanakwa, we try our best to give you the worst parts of a usual camp experience. And that's why you'll all be participating in the camp tradition of telling stories so scary none of you will have a good night's sleep for the next few months."

"That's it? Telling scary stories? That doesn't sound so bad," Will said hopefully.

"Glad you think so Will, because you'll be the one judging the contest," Chris said cheerfully.

"How the hell is that fair? He's just going to pick his own team!" Thunder shouted angrily.

"Yeah, not really my problem," Chris replied lazily. "Anyway, both teams will have until midnight tonight to choose your scariest story tellers. Then we'll have the two people chosen tell their stories, and Willy here will choose our winner of the night."

"Do you mind not calling me Willy?" Will asked quietly.

"Don't care. Now, get moving campers!" Chris said happily.

"Okay guys, I know we've been sucking lately, but this is our chance to make a comeback! This challenge is no problem! All we have to do is scare Will more than the Tourist's and we'll finally get to see one of them go home! Any questions?" Thunder said proudly to her assembled team.

"Yeah. Why the hell is he here?" Harley asked, indicating Austin, who was sitting between her and Sharina.

"Because...why the hell ARE you here?" Thunder asked Austin.

"You think I'm just going to sit around waiting for Chris to put me on a team? Being with you guys is a lot less boring," Austin said lazily.

"Why is that our problem? Go entertain yourself somewhere else and leave us to strategize on our own," Harley said irritably.

"Let him stay. Honestly, what's the worst he can do if we let him stay here to listen?" Sharina asked.

"Fine! Moving on already!" Thunder shouted angrily.

"To what? All we have to do is choose somebody to tell a story, right? How hard is that going to be?" Axel asked.

"Um...I-I-I th-th-think I-I-I sh-sh-should g-g-g-go," Amy said so quietly that nobody could hear her.

"Whatever! Does anybody here want to volunteer for this?" Thunder asked.

"I know lots o-" Casey started, but got a book thrown at him by Thunder.

"You. Shut up. Now," she told Casey angrily.

"I-I-I-I-I'm pr-pr-pr-pretty go-go-go-good a-a-a-at te-te-te-telling st-st-st-stories," Amy said, raising her voice slightly, but still not enough for anybody to hear her.

"Why not Eyrik? He's creepy enough to scare anybody without even saying anything," Sharina suggested as Eyrikjust stared off into the distance with a vacant gaze in his eyes.

"We'd have to get him to say something first, wouldn't we?" Thunder asked.

"W-W-W-Why w-w-w-won't a-a-a-a-anybody l-l-l-l-listen t-t-t-t-to m-m-m-m-me?" Amy asked nervously.

"Forget it. You're doing it," Thunder said, pointing at Neveah.

"Me? Su-" Neveah started before being interrupted.

"Ho intenzione di farlo e questo รจ finale!" Amy shouted angrily, until she realized everybody was staring at him and backing away slowly. "Y-Y-You k-k-k-know, i-i-i-if th-th-th-that's ok-ok-ok-okay..."

"Does anybody know what she just said?" Alexandre asked.

"She said, 'I'm doing it and that's final!' Didn't know she had it in her," Austin said with a grin. "You Italian?"

"Um...Y-Y-Y-Yeah," Amy said nervously. "I-I-I-I'm fr-fr-fr-from B-B-B-B-Bari."

"Cool. Maybe I should go visit sometime after this is all over," Austin said.

"C-C-C-Cool. M-M-M-My si-si-si-sister wo-wo-wo-would-"

"Not that this isn't SOOOOO interesting to everybody, but we have more important things to talk about! Like how this is the same Amy who freaks out whenever she sees a cat!" Thunder said angrily. As if to prove her point, a small meow was heard as a confused Emerald wandered in on the group. Amy and Axel immediately leapt to their feet and jumped back from Emerald as fast as they could.

"Keep that thing away from me!" Axel shouted fearfully, trembling uncontrollably.

"Y-Y-Y-Yeah! K-K-K-Keep i-i-i-it a-a-a-away!" Amy added, making sure to stay in front of Axel in case Emerald came after them.

"And that's why you're not losing this challenge for us," Thunder said with a sigh.

"P-P-P-Please? I-I-I-I'm re-re-re-really g-g-g-good! J-J-J-J-Just l-l-l-let m-m-m-m-me d-d-d-d-do t-t-t-this!" Amy begged nervously.

"I said no way! We are not losing again!" Thunder shouted angrily.

"Who says we're going to lose? I say we give her a shot," Austin said.

"You don't get to decide anything, understand? You're not even on this team!" Harley shouted at him.

"I think we should let her tell the story too!" Casey added in eagerly.

"Remember last time she started asking us to do something on the team? She did pretty good during the relay race," Neveah said supportively.

"We lost that challenge!" Thunder shouted.

"Wasn't that because you took too long coming down the mountain?" Sharina pointed out.

"Fine! But if she loses this challenge for us, I'll vote her off," Thunder said with a sigh.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Yay!" Amy said, smiling happily as Thunder picked up Emerald and carried her away while the rest of the team walked off, leaving Amy, Casey and Axel alone.

"You can stop trying to protect me now," Axel said slightly embarrassed.

"I-I-I-It's al-al-al-alright. I-I-I-I kn-kn-kn-know h-h-how b-b-b-bad al-al-al-allergies c-c-can g-g-get," Amy said as Casey ran between her and Axel.

"Hey guys! What're you talking about?" he asked, being sure to stay right between them.

"You mind going away? We were kind of trying to talk alone here," Axel told Casey irritably.

"But I'm Amy's best friend! Anything she can tell you she can tell me!" Casey said proudly.

"I-I-I-It's o-o-o-okay A-A-Axel. I-I-I-I ha-ha-ha-have t-t-to g-g-go g-g-g-get r-r-r-ready a-a-anyway," Amy said, running towards the cabin as fast as she could.

Confessional:

Axel: Okay, that was wierd. What's up with that kid?

Casey: I knew it! Axel's trying to steal Amy from me! I need to focus on getting rid of him!

"Alright Will. I want you to listen as hard as you can. No matter what happens, you are to choose our stoy to win, understand?" Pat asked Will.

"Isn't that cheating?" Will asked.

"If you have a problem with it, don't do it. But me and Tan already agreed that we're voting you out tonight if you make us lose. Understand?" Pat replied simply, leaving Will to think about his threat.

Confessional:

Pat: Of course Tan didn't agree to anything like that. But that doesn't matter, does it? All that matters is that Will is too afraid to do anything but do what I say. Sometimes, it's all just TOO easy.

"Alright people, let's get this over with quick and easy, alright? Who here knows anything about scaring people?" Pat asked his assembled team. For a few seconds, almost everybody was silent. "Nobody'sgoing to speak up? Fine. You're doing it. And where the hell is Natalia?" he finally said irritably, pointing to Chantal.

"I think she's crying in the cabin," Cariy said, pointing to the cabin behind them.

"Why?" Pat asked, putting his head in his hands.

"No idea. She started throwing things at me when I tried going in," Chantal said.

"Maybe...she...misses...Victoria," Nathaniel said sleepily.

"Whatever. It's not my problem anyway," Pat said with a yawn. "You're all dismissed. Go on your way."

At 11:30 that night, Keiji sat on the end of the Dock of Shame, the broken boat still beside him as he played a violin he'd taken out of his bag and gazed up at the stars. Without being on a team himself, he had nothing better to do and he was getting bored. As he played, he became aware of somebody else playing guitar behind him. Turning behind him, he saw Daniella playing an acoustic guitar until she noticed him watching her. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for the challenge already?" Keiji asked her curiously.

"Not realy. I'm not the onetelling the story. So now, I've got nothing better to do until midnight. Might as well get some time in to practice playing. Mind if I join you?" Daniella asked, sitting down beside Keiji with a yawn.

"No problem at all. It's better making music with others than by yourself," Keijisaid with a smile as he began playing again.

"Attention campers! Report to the mess hall for your challenge! Austin, Keiji! You both need to come too!" Chris' voice announced over the loudspeaker before Daniella could do anything.

"What the hell? It's not even midnghtyet!" Daniella said with a sigh.

"I got bored! Now get here now!" Chris said as though he had heard Daniella. Within the next few minutes, the campers filed into the mess hall, which was completely dark except for a single candle that had been set up at the head of a table. "Welcome campers! Now, since the Killer Tourists have been ona winning streak lately, Chantal gets to go first. But before that, let's make sure there's no cheating going on," Chris said, attaching a wristwatch-like device to Will's arm.

"What's this thing?" Will asked.

"It measures how scared you are on a scale from zero to a hundred. Chantal! You're up!" Chris replied as Chantal took her place behind the candle.

"There was once a psychotic woman who hated everyone, but especially kids and high school kids more than anybody else. She worked as a bus driver for a high school so she could torture those poor kids whenever she got upset at them. When that happened, she drove onto a set of train tracks and threw her keys out the window. She refused to go get them until the kids all shut up and it always worked until the night she had to drive the football team home after they had just won a game. They couldn't wait to get home to celebrate and that got the bus driver mad. She drove them to the train tracks that night and went through her usual routine. But that night, she misjudged the schedule and just as she got her keys off the tracks, the train started coming so fast that she couldn't do anything but jump off the tracks and watch as the train crashed into her bus, killing everyone on board. But she didn't get punished. In fact, all she got was a medalof honor when she told them about how she had tried to stop the train conductor in vain. A year later, she had to drive out to pick up some kids from a field trip. When she got there, she found out it was at the same graveyard the football team she'd killed had been buried. In front of the graveyard was a group of kids, but she couldn't see their faces clearly in the fog. As she got off the bus to order them on, the group turned to her and she saw that they all wore football uniforms and they each had horrible, skeletalfaces. She screamed and tried to get back onto the bus to drive off, but before she could, she was tackled from behind. Twenty years later, the city decided to change that graveyard into a shopping mall and so they decided to relocate the bodies. But when they dug up the graves of the football team, they found that somebody had already taken the bodies. Even stranger, they found a large grave that nobody remembered digging. When they'd finally dug it up, they found a bus inside, with the bodies of the football team inside and a skeleton in the driver's seat, her face contorted with pure terror even in death. And nobody ever found that bus driver again," Chantal told with an eerie grin.

"Great story," Chris said, his applause breaking the silence that had been present since Chantal ended her story.

"Seems like it should teach you a lesson McClean. Be careful what you do to people," Austin said with a laugh.

"Anyway, let's see how that registers on the Scare-O-Meter," Chris said, taking Will's arm and checking the machine. "Well, well, well. Sixty-one! Impressive! Amy! You're up next!"

At the sound of her name being called, Amy took Chantal's place, shoving the French girl out of the way slightly more roughly than necessary. "Um...T-T-T-The s-s-s-story I-I-I-I'm a-a-a-about t-t-t-to t-t-t-tell i-i-i-is o-o-o-one h-h-h-hundred p-p-p-percent t-t-t-true. A-A-A-Anybody w-w-w-who w-w-w-wants t-t-t-to s-s-s-sleep f-f-f-for t-t-t-the n-n-n-next y-y-y-year, l-l-l-leave n-n-n-now," she started. Everybody's reaction was different. Some, Austin and Harley among them, looked at Amy with a challenging look, as though daring her to try and scare them. Others, William chiefly, looked at each other with looks of fear, considering that maybe they should leave. Another group, two of which where Pat and Eyrik, simply looked at Amy with an unconcerned look. The final group, including Casey and Axel, began laughing nervously, convinced that Amy was joking until she glared at them. "Y-Y-Y-You've b-b-b-been w-w-w-warned," she said, blowing the single candle out and plunging the mess hall into darkness.

"Let's get started," her voice said, cutting through the darkness with none of the usual nervousness or stutter.

After completing her story, Amy got up and turned the lights on herself. "S-S-S-So, h-h-h-how'd I-I-I-I d-d-d-do?" she asked, turning to see everybody cowering in fear, especially Chris.

"W-W-Well...Amy. You sure proved your skill for scaring the hell out of everybody. Let's see how you rated on the Scare-O-Meter," Chris said nervously, turning to Will, who had fainted at some point during the story. "Looks like you got a hundred and thirteen. And it's broken too. So, I guess the Visa Slayers win," he continued, getting a weak cheer from the Visas. "You all can go get some sleep, if you can. Killer Tourists, report to the campfire pit after voting for elimination.

Confessional:

Casey: I think I found a new form of torture for my prisoners. I love that girl.

Thunder: Was I afraid? Of course not! I was just trying to make Amy feel better. *the door creaks open eerily and Thunder runs out screaming*

Eyrik: *stares at the camera silently*

Neveah: W-W-W-We w-w-w-won...Y-Y-Y-Yay...

Well, there you go guys. If you're on the Killer Tourists, send in those votes right away. Also, I forgot to mention it, but votes will no longer be accepted by review. If you don't PM me with your vote, it will not be counted. Keep that in mind, alright? I'm afraid that I couldn't include Amy's story because I couldn't think of anything that would get the proper response. The idea was that her story was too scary to put into words. That's all for now, AM out!