Disclaimer - The rights of Total Drama Island and its characters belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, and all those associated with the show. I do however own the 11 OC's that will appear in this story.

Well, a fast update is here! School had a snow day and I have some free time on my hands!

Like I said last chapter, this is a canon challenge that I sorta removed from order. Now you'll see which one it is!

Warning: If anyone has different religious views then myself, I apologize. This chapter contains some comments on God and whether he exists or not. Again, I apologize if anyone is offended.


(Unknown location)

Lick.

Jake giggled as something licked his face while he snored.

Lick.

Jake sleepily opened his eyes to see Wolfo sitting on his chest and staring at him. Jake grumbled "not now boy." The cub then jumped off and used his teeth to pull the covers. The childish prankster sat up as a chill blew over him and he looked around in sudden realization.

His bed was outside in the middle of nowhere with 4 other beds nearby in rising sunlight with their bags and some survival gear place on the ground. He did the only thing rational in a situation like this, he yelled in surprise "WE'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!"

One of the other 4 beds occupants, revealed to be a startled Izzy, jumped up and raised her hands in a karate pose yelling "Are the RCMP here? !" She then looked around and grinned "oh, did we sleepwalk and carry all our stuff here?"

Another occupant, a groaning Harold, rubbed his head as he sat up. He looked around "huh, this is new."

The final two occupants sat up at the same time and looked around with one scowling "is this someone's idea of a joke? Jake?"

"It wasn't me!" Jake protested hastily.

The voice, shown to be Heather, stood up and palmed her face "this has to be a challenge."

The final occupant, Laura, jumped down from her bed and found a piece of paper taped onto the bags in the center of the circle of beds "hey guy's, I found something."

Dear Maggots.

Pretty Boy has left to host some award show and left yours truly in charge for today. As you can tell, you, your beds, and your clothes have all been left in a random location many miles from the campsite. You maggots have been split into 3 teams of 5 and must make your way back to camp with the entirety of the team in one piece (or pieces if you run into anything). Each team is in a different area, although each of you will still have to walk or run the same amount of miles to the camp. Inside of these bags are food, water, and other survival items that will last for up to 3 days, so you better hurry, cause the camp is at least a day's walk from each of your locations. The first 2 teams back will receive immunity while the 3rd team will have to vote one of their own off the island.

PS: As for the team that has Four Eyes or the MVP for Blue Team last challenge, for their advantage, they will be given a compass and a GPS that will be able to tell their location giving them an easier time to get to camp.

PSS: Oh, and you better watch out for the Sasquatchinakwa. This creature is a figure of myth that is said to be the close relative of Bigfoot. It has been seen by the interns and I swore I saw it myself a few times. It is said that it stands over 7 feet tall, weighs 800 pounds of pure muscle, has bright purple fur, and has the strength of ten ox's. So, he he he, better keep your eyes open.

From

Grandmaster Chef Hatchet.

Jake gulped and clutched Wolfo to his chest, looking pale "a what?"

Heather shook her head in irritation, although her voice held a hint of comfort "oh don't be a baby, he probably just put that in to scare us."

Izzy scratched her head "I dunno, Fuzzy told me he's heard strange noises in the forest every now and then."

Laura frowned "Mistress, that's not too comforting."

"Whoops, sorry."

Harold was already looking through the bags and in his bag, he found the GPS and map "booya! Now we just have to follow these to the camp."

"How about we get dressed first?" Jake offered, knowing they were still in their pajamas.

"Oh right." Harold remembered as they went through the bags and began to take out their clothes.

Heather then scowled at the others as she walked into some bushes "don't try to peek."

Jake and Harold raised their hands innocently while Izzy and Laura rolled their eyes.

Harold grinned as the 4 walked to separate locations "don't worry you guy's, I was a former Possum Scout. we can get through this."


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Harold- (crosses arms in pride) I am the ONLY Possum Scout to have won every badge known to the troop, even the badge you get for winning every badge, so I am quite confident in my abilities. (face becomes more serious) Also, this is a prime opportunity to investigate some more. Heather, I'm not too sure due to her actions as of late, but I cannot play favorites. Maybe Izzy voted m'lady off because she doesn't like psychologists in general. (takes out paper and jots down some notes) hmmm, too many variables.

Jake- (petting a panting Wolfo in his lap) I was a little nervous because of the Sasquatchinakwa thing, but I'm sure they were just making that up...right?

Laura- (looks to the side and looks at camera) well, this challenge should be just a hike, but we can't be too certain. As for the teammates, I obviously trust Izzy, Jake's really sweet, although right now he seems kinda nervous cause of that Sasquatch thing Chef mentioned, Harold knows what he's doing it seems and...(trails off with a sigh) Heather. I don't know what to think, she helps me out in that Dead Rising thing and now votes off Cody in order for him to see Lindsay. (face scrunches up as she makes a decision) I decide that cause of that, I'll try to be civil, but if she trys anything, she's dead meat.


(Group 2, different location)

Bridgette sat near on a small boulder near a grouping of rock, trying to take deep breaths as she controlled herself. The rest of them having just gotten dressed and reading Chef's letter, she was trying to keep calm as realized that like the challenge a few weeks back, they would spend at least one night in the woods. Her phobia was starting to act up, causing her to try to control herself 'ok Bridgette, your not alone out here. You still have 4 others with you so it's not so bad. Just think calming thoughts and try to relax.'

A hand placed itself on her shoulder causing her to jump in surprise. She blushed in embarrassment to see Sara sitting down next to her with a worried frown and saying "you really don't like the woods do you?"

"Don't get me wrong, I love nature. I just don't want to be IN nature." Bridgette sheepishly said.

Sara gave a friendly smile "don't worry, your not alone out here."

The two looked to see Andrew double checking their supplies with Ezekiel deciding to bring the bedsheets with them in case they needed them for warmth. The final member of the group in Leshawna was coming out from the bushes, having been the last one to have gotten dressed. Bridgette felt worried as she saw Leshawna give an unfriendly look at Andrew's back before deciding to walk towards the girls.

Leshawna called over with a grin "what's up girls? You think this challenge might actually be sane compared to the others?"

Sara chuckled "hopefully."

Bridgette remained silent with Leshawna raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Before she could ask, Andrew and Ezekiel had finished packing with Ezekiel calling out "we're ready eh!"

The girls turned to the boys as Andrew came up saying "alright, my guess is that we should just keep walking until we find the river. Once there, we can follow it to the beach, which will lead us back to camp."

"But how do we know where the river is eh?" Ezekiel asked.

Andrew explained "we just have to hear the sound of rushing water. No big deal."

"Uh hold up." Leshawna raised a palm "and who exactly put you in charge?"

Andrew kept a civil tone as he asked "Bridgette's scared of the woods, your a city girl, Ezekiel too sheltered to understand the wilderness and...wait Sara, do you know anything about the outdoors?"

Sara nodded "somewhat, my friends back home and I go camping in the woods near my town every now and then, so I know some stuff."

"Alright, that's some good news." Andrew nodded, then turned back to Leshawna "and I know the woods cause my Dad sometimes throws me in here and tries to get me to find my own way home. Sometimes I was lost for about 5 hours."

"What? !" Bridgette yelled in horror, horrified that a father would do that to his son.

Andrew rolled his eyes "yeah, don't get me wrong. He's a good guy, he just sometimes goes overboard in training."

"Emphasis on overboard." Sara couldn't help but joke.

Andrew let out a snort of amusement and looked at Bridgette with a hint of concern "you gonna be OK?"

Bridgette gave a slight smile and nodded "yeah, I'll be fine."

"As long as we don't run into that Sasquatchinakwa thing." Ezekiel gulped as the group began to move.

Leshawna shook her head and patted his back reassuringly "don't worry Homeschool, Chef just wrote that in to scare us."

"Well, it worked eh."

Andrew sighed "Zeke, don't be paranoid. Chef's a psychopath, but even he's not dumb enough to leave us in the woods with something like that running around." He paused for a moment and added in "at least I don't think so."

"What if it is real eh?" Ezekiel nervously looked around.

Bridgette comforted him "then we could just call for help."

"By call: do you mean running, yelling, or the sound of that whatever it is roaring at you while you piss your pants?" Sara chuckled.

"Whichever comes to your mind." Bridgette deadpanned, but she couldn't help but grin at the morbid humor.

Leshawna chuckled "you girl's are crazy." She then looked at Andrew and asked in a not so friendly tone "are you sure you know where your going boy?"

Andrew shrugged "the sun always rises in the east and the camp should be east of here if the sun is any indication."

"Yeah, well if we run into wolves or bears or if we get lost, I'll know who to blame."

Andrew calmly replied "alright, I get it."

Bridgette looked worriedly at Leshawna, with the loud and proud girl not noticing as she gave a look at Andrew's back that although wasn't angered, it wasn't friendly either.


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Leshawna- I still can't believe that guy actually defended the Bitch of all people. If he was on our team from the beginning and knew even a QUARTER of the stuff she did or said, he'd want to get rid of her ASAP.

Sara- I guessed Leshawna didn't like Andrew pretty much yelling at her the last challenge. The last two days since then, she's kept her distance from him at all times. (shrugs) Well, at least this challenge is just a hike more or less so hopefully it won't be too bad.

Ezekiel- (look nervous) I know Andrew said I'm being paranoid, but I just get the feeling something's watching us.


(Group 3)

Trent looked around at the group he was with while they were walking, hopefully towards the beach. He looked next to him to see Gwen beside him looking at the ground as they walked. From behind them, Geoff was whistling casually with Duncan in the rear, scowling in irritation at the walking. Courtney was in front, deciding for them to head to the shore.

"So dudes." Geoff broke the silence "how long do you think it can be until we get back to camp?"

Trent shrugged "I don't know. From what Chef wrote, it should be at least a day's hike."

Duncan snorted "yeah, if we don't run into that creature Chef mentioned."

"Aw, is big bad Duncan scared?" Gwen snarked.

The punk shrugged "nope, besides, if we do run into that thing, if it exists, I don't have to be the fastest. I just have to run faster than the slowest."

Gwen scoffed and after seeing Trent's expression, remained silent.

Courtney then turned and ordered "would you hurry up? We could fall behind and we should get an early start."

"Hey Daddy's Girl." Duncan scowled "we should at least have some idea where we're going. Maybe we should climb a tree and try to find the campsite from there."

Courtney glared at him "first, don't call me that. And I say we keep going in this direction. A CIT always follows her instincts and mine are telling me to go in this direction."

"Well, mine are telling me we should at least have some idea of where to go." Duncan pointed out. He then pointed in the distance as the other four looked in the direction he pointed. A small mountain was nearby which seemed to give them a proper vantage point.

"Oh no way man." Geoff gulped "that thing doesn't look too stable."

Trent looked at Duncan "are you sure about this?"

Duncan shrugged "hey it beats wandering around without any idea where we're going." With that said, the punk jogged in the direction of the mountain, with Geoff and Courtney starting to follow.

Gwen and Trent stayed behind with Gwen shaking her head "him suggesting it is enough reason not to do it."

Trent smiled reassuringly "don't worry, if you fall I'll catch you." The goth smiled at that, but stopped seeing Trent's questioning look.

"Tonight." Was all Gwen said as she started to run to catch up with the others.

Her boyfriend nodded and started to run himself.


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Trent- I'll take that. This time, I'm gonna get some answers on what's been bugging Gwen. Maybe it'll be a reason on why she doesn't like Duncan.

Gwen- (wrings hands in lap) I never openly told anyone this before and I'm scared to how Trent is going to react. (takes a breath and lets it out) But I have to get this off my chest. I just have to find out how to do it without the spoiled brat finding out about it.

Geoff- (looks nervous) OK, I admit I kinda have a problem with...heights. It's just your so high and if you fall you can go SPLAT! OK, if I don't look down I should be alright.


AN: Here are the official group listings for those who could have trouble following them.

Group 1: Laura, Izzy, Jake, Harold, Heather.

Group 2: Andrew, Leshawna, Sara, Bridgette, Ezekiel.

Group 3: Geoff, Trent, Courtney, Gwen, Duncan.


(Group 2 Location)

At the moment, the group had been walking for about an hour and a half with Sara asking in shock "your Dad really threw you in a pond with a crocodile?"

Andrew nodded "yep."

"And how old were you eh?" Ezekiel asked.

"Um...I think around 9 give or take."

Bridgette blinked and her jaw dropped "okay, when you said overboard before, I think that's putting it mildly."

The others swore that Andrew shivered a little "you should have seen my mom's face. Man she was pissed, I remember Dad had to sleep on the couch for 2 months after that incident."

Bridgette decided to change topics, trying to forget Andrew's seemingly crazed father "so Ezekiel, I'm surprised you don't know much about wilderness, being raised on a prairie and all."

Ezekiel scratched the back of his head "well, my dad and me do some hunting and we're always back before dark so I never really spent a whole night in the woods before coming here eh."

"I honestly can't see myself living in anywhere other than Edmonton, that's my hometown." Leshawna replied.

Sara nodded "yeah." She then looked around to admire the woods and couldn't help but smile "you guy's have to admit, although Chris and Chef are sadist's they did pick out a beautiful island."

The other 3 nodded while Andrew didn't seem to pay attention as he looked at the surroundings with a wary stare.

Bridgette noticed this and walked up next to him with questioning "something wrong?"

"I just want to make sure we don't run into anything. I don't believe in that creature Chef mentioned, but there could be things like wolves, that bear, and moose's."

"MOOSE'S? !" Ezekiel yelled in terror, as he was reminded of his phobia.

Leshawna frowned "don't bring that up! You'll scare him."

Andrew stopped and turned around "sorry Zeke, it's just a fact. We're in the middle of who knows where and there's always a chance to run into something out here."

"That's not too reassuring." Leshawna mentioned.

Andrew shrugged "I'm just being realistic. We have to display good judgment out here if anything comes out and try to make us their meal."

As he walked off ahead, Leshawna couldn't help but mumble to herself somewhat audibly "this from the boy who doesn't seem to have good judgment as of late."

Andrew immediately stopped in place, twirled completely around and gave Leshawna a narrowed eyed look "what is THAT supposed to mean?"

Bridgette look of worry softened Andrew's stare, although Leshawna wasn't as compliant "I mean that you don't have the good judgment to help us get rid of the Bitch."

Sara raised her hands "Leshawna, let's not fight."

Leshawna just crossed her arms, falling silent.

Andrew raised an eyebrow "who?"

"You know, the Bitch."

"I'm sorry, but I don't know anyone by that name. If you could, can you tell me the name or do you want me to play 20 questions?" Andrew replied with a hint of sarcasm.

Leshawna arms shook as she replied in a voice dripping with venom "Heather."

Andrew once again looked at Bridgette for a brief moment, remembering his promise, and sighed "Leshawna, she's not even here right now. This is not the time for your little rivalry."

Leshawna took a step forward, surprising the others with her aggressiveness "and I told you it's anything but little."

Ezekiel spoke up nervously "can we keep moving please?"

The loud and proud girl seemed to blink and look away, feeling a bit embarrassed at her sudden lack of control "yeah, alright, let's go. Sorry about that."

Andrew just shook his head and started off again with Leshawna walking after, still looking angered, but trying to remain in control.

Bridgette was once again growing concerned with Leshawna's seeming increasing dislike towards Andrew. It must have shown on her face cause Sara soon put a hand on her back and gave a reassuring smile "just be calm, I'm sure it'll work itself out in the end."


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Bridgette- I really hope Sara's right. I like them both and I hope they stop fighting. I'm more worried that Leshawna's getting more obsessive about getting rid of Heather. And about Heather, she used to act kinda mean, but now that I think about it, over the last few day's, she's actually been kinda quiet and hasn't said much to anyone. She wouldn't explain why she choose Cody to be eliminated, but it was probably a good thing for him to see Lindsay again. So, I'm still not sure if she's faking or maybe trying to change.

Andrew- (shakes head) Leshawna has kept her distance over the 2 days since that whole Grifball thing, but keeps shooting me unfriendly looks. What? I'm not allowed to defend someone? Still, I wonder how Heather's dealing with this.


(Group 1)

"OK, I have another one." Jake cleared his throat "'Stella! Hey Stella!'"

Currently, Jake, Izzy, and Harold, after he traded the GPS to Heather, were playing a game they made up called Guess The Quote. Basically, the goal was to pick a movie quote and the others would try to guess where it was from.

"Oh! I know this!" Izzy yelled excitedly, she rubbed her chin in thought "I know it has to do with a car of some sorts."

Harold grinned "it's from A Streetcar Named Desire."

Jake nodded "correct. My sister always like that movie. I never really understood why."

Harold shrugged "maybe cause of Marlon Brando." He then looked over to see Heather looking down at the GPS. He was surprised, yet impressed. In the past 2 and a half hours since they started walking, she had insulted anyone or complained at all. In fact, Harold realized, she had not said anything period. He then looked to Laura, who was walking beside Izzy looking around the surroundings, but noticed she gave occasional glances toward Heather, as if she couldn't make up her mind about her.

He decided to walk forward and politely ask her "do you have one?"

Heather looked up in surprise "say what?"

"Do you have a quote that you know of?" Harold asked her in a polite manner.

Heather rolled her eyes "I'm not playing your childish game."

Harold shrugged "hey, we have to pass the time somehow. Talking will make it seem faster."

"Really? It seems to be making things annoying and even longer in my eyes." Heather scoffed.

"Aw, don't be like that." Izzy spoke up, startling Heather "c'mon, give us something."

Heather wanted to tell the two off, but stopped seeing the politeness in Harold's stare. Usually she dealt with wariness and hostility so to see that was surprising. The only one to really talk kindly to her was...Andrew. She felt a twinge in her heart thinking about him, but shook her head.

'OH! OH! Let's use Forrest Gump! PLEEEEEEEEEASE?'

In the end, she sighed in resolution "will it make you two shut up?"

"YES!" The two replied in unison.

"Fine, it goes "Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what your gonna get."

The two rubbed their chins in thought, wondering which movie the quote came from. After a few minutes, Laura spoke up "Forrest Gump."

The others looked at her with Izzy frowning "awwww, I wanted to figure it out."

Heather looked at Laura for a moment, then nodded "right."

"You like the movie?" Laura questioned.

The queen bee shrugged "was me and Damian's favorite's when we were younger."

Jake blinked "who?"

"That is your little brother correct?" Harold cautiously asked. He remembered from a few weeks back the Message from Home about two kids that appeared that were younger then Heather, so he had figured they were her siblings. He asked in caution because the few times someone mentioned the Message, Heather would throw something, such as her pocketknife or a chair, at them or just leave the room in anger.

Heather glared at him for a moment, causing him to shrink back just a little, but she nodded "yeah, he's 13 right now."

Izzy sighed "oh I always wanted a blood sibling. I consider the earth and trees my siblings, but I also wanted one from my parents the natural way."

"The trees?" Jake questioned.

Izzy immediately started to climb a tree trunk and swung on the branches "YES! I am a reincarnation of a tree so I am one with nature. To win this we must be one with nature, eat the dirt, and listen to the wind!"

Jake, Harold, and Heather looked at her while Laura nodded "yes, Mistress Izzy taught me that we are part of a grander plan for nature as a whole. We all have a part to play in it's grander design."

"Like a higher being?" Jake asked, fingering the cross necklace under his shirt.

Izzy nodded "correct."

Harold questioned "do you believe in...you know." He just pointed at the sky.

Laura nodded while Izzy replied "I believe in spirits in the trees and the ground. But maybe one controlling it all? Sounds to be someone whose kinda overworked. Like a postal worker before they snap and bring a machine gun to work."

Harold blinked in confusion, but turned to Heather "what about you?"

"What about me?" Heather raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have faith in a higher being?"

Heather scoffed bitterly "have you seen the world like it is? If God exists, wouldn't he have tried to help us all out at one point. Today, children are getting beaten by their parents, wars are being fought, poverty is rampant. If there is a God, he doesn't seem to give a damn about the rest of us."

'Oh Heathie, you know that's not true.'

Laura frowned "so your an atheist?"

"No. What I am is someone who sees the world not as a so called 'paradise,' but an ugly world where is your weak you get stomped on and the strong endure. Survival of the fittest at it's finest. What I believe is that God allows others to get tortured for no reason than being weak and naive. I swear, if someone's up there, he probably enjoys it." Heather finished angrily.

The others blinked in surprise as Heather walked off at a brisk pace, almost embarrassed by what she had just said.

Harold turned to Laura "sorry, I think that question brought up some bitter memories."

Laura just looked at Heather's retreating figure. She wasn't a fool and saw the eyes when she said "children getting beaten". She recognized cause it was the same look that Laura had in school whenever a bully assaulted her for being a 'freak'. The flash of despair and hopelessness was evident as Heather said that part, only to cover it up with anger. Laura came to a horrifying question.

Was Heather an abuse victim?


(Group 3)

At almost 500 feet above the ground, Geoff had his eyes closed as he scrunched himself on the side "okay man, don't look down, don't look down, don't look down."

From above, Trent called out "hey Geoff! Just a few more feet! You can do this!"

"Um dude?" Duncan called next to him "you know there's a path right?"

Currently, the group was walking along a small man made walkway that seemed to wrap itself around the small mountain like a corkscrew. However, Geoff slowed the group down by constantly pressing against the side of the mountain with his eyes as tight as possible. He had been doing this for the last hour as they slowly made their way to the top.

Courtney scowled "oh don't be so scared! We have a clear path to the top and it'll let us see the top."

Duncan snorted "your welcome. It was my idea."

Courtney turned her nose up "I thought of it first. I just didn't say it out loud."

"You know what? Forget it." Duncan stormed off to the top, which was only a few dozen feet away.

Gwen went down to clutch Geoff's hand "c'mon Geoff, just a little further."

Geoff put a hand over his eyes as he slowly stepped forward "I can do this, I can do this. Your not on a mountain, you are safely on the ground."

Trent noticed and patted Geoff's shoulder "OK, we're here."

Geoff opened his eyes to see that the top was surprisingly flat and wide, at least a soccer field wide. Although a few boulders were up, the area was mostly flat and wide enough to fit a couple dozen people. And the view... they could see everything from there, even...THE CAMP!

The party man pointed it out, temporarily forgetting his fear "THERE IT IS DUDES!"

The other members turned to it with Duncan grinning "alright! Now we know where it is and where to go!"

Trent narrowed his eyes at the distance "but it still seems a good few miles off."

"Ah, don't be a downer. At least we're not running around with no idea where we're going."

Gwen rolled her eyes "law of average. Whenever someone is constantly wrong, they have to have a good idea at least once every now and then."

Trent frowned at her "Gwen..."

The goth looked away as Duncan growled, but Geoff cut him off with an excited grin "oh we should set up camp here!"

Now THAT came as a surprise. Trent asked in confusion "but weren't you scared of heights a minute ago?"

Geoff shrugged "that was before I saw this WICKED view man!

Courtney stomped her foot "NO! We need to get a head start on the others!"

"Bra, ever heard of the saying 'slow and steady wins the race?'"

The CIT crossed her arms "this is a bad idea. It won't be dark for another hour."

Duncan scoffed "oh come on, why not have some fun while we're here?"

Courtney just grabbed a sleeping bag and pointed at them "if we lose, I'll blame you for this you metal band reject!"


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Courtney- I was against this idea from the start. We should be getting a head start, but I guess if we lose, me and the Goth could convince Trent to vote with us (grins darkly) and I know which of the other two to get rid of.


(Back in Wawanakwa's Main Camp)

Mara looked out into the woods outside the Mess Hall while Michael came from behind her "oh don't worry, they'll be fine."

She looked at him "how can you be sure? We did see something out there a few times."

Michael scoffed "oh come on. A Sasquatchinakwa? Yeah right."

The two proceeded to walk into the Mess Hall where the other two interns were with Mara telling him "I'm serious. If that creature isn't real, what if their in trouble? Maybe that wolf that went after Wolfo could go after them again."

Paula shook her head "it's not even on the island. Chris had it transported off cause it might come back."

"Oh, well that's good at least." She sat down with the others with Michael.

As she did so, Graydon asked "so who do you think will come in last?"

"I'd say Group 3." Paula answered "The CIT will probably blunder them into something and we'll have to find them."

Graydon snorted "yeah right, I think Group 1. Heather will probably complain the whole way, probably making them lose just to boot her off."

"Don't be too sure." Mara contradicted him "I don't think my little brother would throw the game on purpose. He's too noble for that."

Michael shrugged "I honestly don't have a clue. But I hope Gwenie won't murdered either Courtney or Duncan when she's out there."

Graydon rolled his eyes "yeah, that will be tough to explain to the folks." He then noticed the kitchen was empty "guy's, where's Chef?"

They noticed this as well and got up to leave the Mess Hall. They looked outside to see Chef walking from the cabins carrying a few items.

Mara walked up to him with a frown "Chef, what are you doing?"

"Uh, nothing." Chef grinned sheepishly.

"Wait a sec!" Michael ran forward and grabbed from Chef's hand a familiar black book "this is my sister's diary!"

"C'mon, what she don't know won't hurt her." Chef tried to explain.

Graydon rubbed his chin "he has a point."

"GRAYDON!"

"What? ! I'm just saying!"

Michael sighed "trust me, if Gwen found out, she'd rip you apart in a heartbeat. So I'm also doing this for your own personal safety."

Graydon then noticed something else in Chef's collection and his eye twitched "why are you carrying Heather's make up bag?"

Chef stepped back and just turned back to the cabins with Mara following him to make sure he put it back.

Paula groaned "I don't want to know. I really don't."


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Chef- Don't they see with Chris and the maggots gone we have total control! We should at least make due with it! (crosses arms and grumbles) Bunch of party poopers.

Graydon- (eye twitching) No matter how hard I try, I can't get the image of Chef wearing make-up out of my head.

Mara- I'm disappointed in Chef and I don't trust him to try that again. (holds up Gwen's diary) That's why I'll keep this on me at all times. I'm sure Michael and Gwen will understand. (she looks down at the diary and seems to grow curious at the lock. She seems to pick at it a little when the door swings open and Michael is standing there looking at her with a slightly amused smirk and holding his hand out. Mara is heard sighing as she hands it over.)

Michael- Good girl.


(Group 2)

After another hour and with the sun starting to set, the group had finally reached the river with Sara sitting near the edge of the fast paced river "finally, my feet were killing me."

"We should rest for the night." Andrew told the others.

Leshawna frowned "we can still go some more."

Bridgette shook her head "we don't know what's out there and there could be some animals that come out at night for all we know."

Her friend just crossed her arms, deciding to drop the argument.

Ezekiel was eating a sandwich found int heir food supply as he asked "should we get some firewood and stuff eh?"

Andrew nodded "yeah, you and me will get the firewood and the girls will set up camp."

"Don't go to far you two okay?" Bridgette called out to them.

Andrew called out as the two walk off with a touch of amusement "yes mom!"

Sara smirked "you know, there are times when I wonder if Andrew's actually kinda scared of you."

Bridgette blinked at her "seriously?"

"Yeah, I know we were on different teams, but I always noticed that whenever you frowned at him or gave him a disapproving look, he always seemed to flinch a little."

The surfer came to a realization and almost let out a belly laugh "he once told me I remind him of his mom and he's probably scared of his mom."

"Yeah, you see the shiver when she was mentioned earlier?" Sara chuckled "he looked like he wet himself."

The two let out a laugh when they soon noticed Leshawna had remained silent, putting up the sleeping bags with Sara asking "Leshawna?"

"Yeah girl?" Said girl turned with a smile.

"You've been kinda quiet, is something wrong?"

Leshawna hesitated, unsure of what to say, until she asked "Bridgette, listen, Andrew's your friend right?"

Bridgette nodded "honestly? I think he's like the big brother I always wanted."

"OK, so here me out. I don't wanna beat around the bush so I'll just ask point blank." Leshawna took a breath and asked...

"Do you think Andrew has a soft spot for the Bitch?"

Sara frowned "you mean Heather right?" Sara put emphasis on her name, reminding Leshawna that she had a name.

"Yeah whatever, look I saw the look in that guy's eyes when I called her...that word. I admit that insult was maybe a little harsh, but c'mon it's HEATHER we're talking about. Anyway, trust me, when a guy gets that passionate of protecting a girl, it means he, on some level, likes her."

The other two looked at each other with Sara asking "have you seen him talk to Heather at all?"

Bridgette frowned in thought "well, I know they talked a few times and Heather never seems to insult him at all, but I just thought Andrew was being polite."

Sara remained silent as Leshawna turned to her "look girl, need I remind you.."

The singer stood up and turned to Leshawna, her eyes filled with annoyance "yes, I remember! I remember Heather outing Laura and getting rid of me by switching the votes, hurting my Baby Girl in the process and almost destroying her! You keep reminding me EVERY. SINGLE. DAY."

Leshawna smiled in clear embarrassment "I know you want to forget those and know that we have another spoiled brat on the island, but we can't forget what she's done!"

Sara asked suddenly "why didn't she get rid of one of us?"

"Huh?"

"Last elimination, we were at her mercy and she had every reason to get rid of one of us, but she didn't. Instead, she gets rid of Cody, allowing him to be with Lindsay and probably had to leave cause the show was clearly too much for him." Sara explained.

Leshawna scowled in stubbornness "she's probably luring us into a false sense of security. Girl's like her DON'T change. Their nothing but greedy soulless monsters who like hurting others. Hell, half the stuff she's done probably weren't for 'strategy' like she keeps mouthing off, it was just for her own twisted depraved amusement."

"We're back!" Ezekiel's voice rang out through the campsite as him and Andrew walked into the center of camp with each of them carrying piles of sticks in their arms. The pair dropped them with Ezekiel grinning and asking "do we have marshmallows eh?"

At that point, the pair noticed the atmosphere with Sara and Leshawna standing up and Bridgette looking on with wide eyes.

Andrew blinked in confusion "um...did we miss something?"


(CONFESSIONAL CAM)

Sara- I know Leshawna's my friend, but I'm worried she might do something drastic to Heather eventually. And for Heather, I used to greatly dislike her, but now that she's protected Laura and seemed to let me stay here, I'm going to try the give her the benefit of the doubt. (sighs) This game is too confusing.

Leshawna- They don''t understand! I can't believe Sara's buying into her 'nice' act! (growls in determination) She has to pay. She needs to pay.


(Group 1)

In their camp, Harold had already set up a roaring fire underneath some large branches, giving them some protection in case rain falls. The 2 tent's were set up nearby with set up sleeping bags. Harold grinned in pride "ah, my Scoutmaster would be proud."

Jake, Izzy, and Laura had run off to play Hide and Seek leaving Heather alone with Harold as he sat on the other side of the campfire blaze. Harold decided to make small talk as he asked "ever went camping before?"

"Once." Heather curtly replied.

"Oh? Where?"

Heather shrugged, "Yellowstone in the US a year ago. Worst week of my life. Bug's, weird animals, burning sun, and Damian snores like a damn buzzsaw."

"What's he like?" Harold couldn't help but ask.

The queen bee stared silently into the flames for a whole minute, leading Harold to assume she wasn't gonna say anything. Harold was about to apologize until Heather spoke with a shockingly soft tone "he's teasing, annoying, a menace, addicted to video games, and plays pranks on others, although not on the level of Jake. Other times he just lays around and never listens to me when I tell him to get out of my room or when he goes through my stuff." She stopped to snort "and he's even given me a nickname, Heathen."

Harold stifled down a giggle, although not successfully enough causing Heather to glare at him "sorry, but you have to admit, it's creative."

"Shut up loser." Heather growled.

Harold rolled his eyes "I get what you mean though. Siblings are annoying. My older brother Gary always picks on me, locks me in my room causing me to be late for school, and even pantsd me in the front of the school GOSH!"

Heather snorted "wow, that sucks Napoleon."

Harold gave her a cross look at the comment, but continued "Mara was alot less harsh, but I think since coming here, we've reached some common ground."

"Whatever." Heather replied as she looked away, yet made no move to stand up.

Harold looked at her with a silent gaze. Deep down, he knew she was mean, but he was someone who always believed there was good in all people and that sometimes, someone just needed some help.

"And what about you other sibling?"

'Oh, is this about me?'

Heather looked down "Jewel. She just turned 4 a couple months 's just like anyone her age: naive, innocent, energetic, and goes too sleep with a nightlight."

Harold raised an eyebrow "I mean no offense, but you don't seem to be setting a good example for her."

"She'll understand." Heather seemed to be trying to convince herself as much as Harold "the world is a harsh place, so you have to be harsh back."

Harold stood up "listen, do you think popularity will last outside high school. I'm not popular myself, but I know that the one's bullying me will be at a gas station while I am a collector with items worth millions."

Heather remained silent as Harold continued "I admit it must seem so easy to be harsh when life doesn't go your way. But I learned nothing worthwhile is ever easy. Being nice doesn't mean your weak, it means your strong to be that way in a cruel world and true strength means you keep getting up whenever cruel people push you down." He went to sat next to Heather "I know we're not friends, but I want you to know, it's never too late to change. Do you honestly want your little siblings to turn out like you? Someone who pushes people away and hurts people all for the sake of getting what they want?"

Heather voice shook a little "what am I supposed to do? Say sorry?"

"It's a start."

The queen bee walked to the tent to go to sleep and looked over her shoulder to look at the nerd. The two locked eyes for a minute until Heather said "nerd, sometimes it takes alot more than just saying your sorry."

She went to lie down in her sleeping bag with Harold looking into the fire. He then took out his harmonica and played a sad song that rang throughout the forest.


(Group 3)

On top of the small mountain, Gwen had made sure the others had gone to sleep as she went to look over the edge to the dark bottom below. She sat down with her feet dangling off the edge.

"Gwen?"

Trent came up to her side and sat next to her. He reached out to hold her hand, just staring at her.

Gwen sighed "it all started...


DONE! EVIL CLIFFHANGER SORRY! YOU HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL NEXT TIME TO FINALLY HEAR THE STORY!

How was this chapter? Good? Bad? Alright? Not that much action cause after the last two challenges, I figured the others could use one breather challenge.

As always

HERE ARE 4 QUESTIONS!

Will any of the groups run into the fable Sasquatchinakwa?

Will Heather try to change for the sake of her clearly beloved siblings?

Will Leshawna do something drastic to get rid of either Andrew or Heather?

And what s Gwen's story behind Micheal's imprisonment?

Find out next time on TOTAL...ALTERNATE...ISLAND!