Auditorium

The teens filed into the auditorium for their first challenge as individual contestants, something they had been looking forward to since the beginning of the game. As they didn't want to show who their alliance was with, the teens made a conscious effort of sitting away from each other, spaced out by a few people in a few rows at a time.

Dustin was the last one to enter the room, and he sat on the end seat of the fifth row, a few seats away from Xavier. Once Chris saw everyone was here, he began the challenge and stood up at the stage.

"Welcome, campers!" He said.

"We're not campers!" Dustin yelled.

"Force of habit." He said unapologetically. "Anyway, you were given the task of finding a song or monologue that features a word you chose randomly out of a hat. Some of my best work, if I do say so myself. Today, we have some guest stars from our last season acting as judges to determine who gets immunity from this challenge. Please welcome our final three from season one, Neveah, Brandon, and Annalisia!"

Sami's eyes widened as everyone clapped and welcomed the three, who walked over to the stage, waving and sitting down at a judges table.

"Anything you'd like to say?" Chris asked them. Annalisia grabbed the mic on their judges table that was facing the stage, and looked behind her, facing the remaining teens.

"I'm really excited to be here! Total Drama Arts saved me in so many ways and the least I can do is come and be a guest judge." She said, smiling, looking back at all the good times she had.

"I can credit Total Drama Arts for changing my life, too. I gained some of my best friends and," Brandon grabbed Neveah's hand next to his, kissing it. "The love of my life. For that I am eternally grateful." Neveah blushed.

"I can't wait to see everyone perform in person! We have been watching every week and I was so honored Chris asked us to come and judge." Neveah said.

"Chris?" Naomi asked, raising her hand. "I'm sorry, I mean absolutely no offense, but why do they get to be judges when alumni are still here, some who were close to the three of them? Wouldn't you say it's biased if they choose one of them to win?"

Sami looked around, getting nervous as others began to nod in agreement with them.

"Fine. Sami, Shawn, Piper, no immunity consideration." Piper and Shawn's eyes widened. Chris didn't want to argue, and he didn't want to question her, he just wanted to move on.

"I wasn't even friends with them." Shawn said, pointing to the three alums.

"My show, my rules, and the rules can change at any moment." He said, getting back to business. "So, who wants to go first? Remember, your song cannot have the name you pulled out randomly in the title. Doing this is an automatic disqualification from the challenge."

Confessional Cam

Shawn: FUCK. Why did she have to say something? But you know, it's cool. I'm working with both sides. Nobody would want to vote me out, right?

Sami: I feel safe with Lizzy and Piper, but who knows, anyone can be after me or Piper, especially now that we're merged. *sighs*

Mickey: You mean I can't have the word love in my song title? Oh shit. I must have missed that. *laughs nervously*

Mickey raised his hand. "I will go first." He began walking up to the stage, ready to perform. He wanted to get the first performance over with so he wouldn't worry anymore, as he knew now he'd be disqualified. He got up to the mic, and began to sing.

"Love, love me do

You know I love you

I'll always be true

So please, love me do

Whoa, love me do

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I'll always be true

So please, love me do

Whoa, love me do

Someone to love

Somebody new

Someone to love

Someone like you

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I'll always be true

So please, love me do

Whoa, love me do

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I'll always be true

So please, love me do

Whoa, love me do

Yeah, love me do

Whoa, oh, love me do"

Mickey smiled embarrassingly, looking at Shawn as he facepalmed, but took a bow as the teens clapped for him.

Chris cleared his throat. "Dude, the song is called Love Me Do. Sorry, man. You've been taken out of consideration for immunity."

Mickey walked back down to the audience, dejected and not wanting to hear it. As he walked down, Dustin walked up, and almost immediately, began to sing at the mic.

"Well I can see that you and yoga will never do

Yoga is as yoga does there's no in-between

Your either with it on the ball or you've blown the scene

I can see lookin' at you, you just can't get settled

How can I even move, twistin' like a pretzel

Or you've blown the scene

Come on come on, untwist my legs

Pull my arms a lot

How did I get so tied up

In this yoga knot

You tell me just how I can take this yoga serious

When all it ever gives to me is a pain in my posteriors

Or you've blown the scene

Stand upside down on your head, feet against the wall

A simple yoga exercise done by one and all

Now cross your eyes and hold your breath, look just like a clown

Yoga's sure to catch you if you come falling down

Or you've blown the scene

Or you've blown the scene"

The audience clapped for Dustin as he stood and took a bow, proud of how he performed. He would never say it, but he was glad he finally had a chance to make some friends on this show and was looking forward to his partnership in the all-guys alliance. Back home, he didn't have friends and would normally be seen alone. He walked off the stage, and Piper came up. She got set up and the track began to play for her song.

"Mama, I could use some help here

Tired of talking to myself here

Back at home, you don't exist

So here I am in the abyss

Are you really in this place?

It's like the emptiness of space

I could search for all eternity

And never see your face

Help me out

I'm lost without you

Standing

Stuck on this impossible road

No idea which way to go

Whichever path I choose

I lose, you know

And I don't know which way's home

I don't know which way's home

You always saw life as a game

But since you left, it sucks to play

I'm beaten up and bruised

Confused by rules that alter every day

Where to next?

You left but I'm still standing

Spinning on this infinite road

Terrified of letting you go

No light above and there's no hope below

And I don't know which way's home

Mom, I've got my heart in my hand

Speak to me and I'll understand

One little word to know I'm not alone

And show me the way back home

Is there a way back home?

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

The nothingness ahead of me

Is this the end you meant for me?

Every living minute

There's no home without you in it

I'm falling

Quit stalling

Your daughter is calling your name

I've burned all my bridges and games

(spoken) Mom?

I don't wanna forget you

I promise

I'm never gonna forget you

I'm gonna go back home

Adam, Barbara, Delia and Dad

It's messy but they're all that I have

I'll make the best of being flesh and bone

Mama, I'm going home

Yeah

Mama, I'm going home

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm going home...

Mama, I'm going home"

The teens applauded Piper for her commendable performance, not used to seeing her in this light. Piper was a much better performer when she was genuine. She walked off the stage, and Xavier followed behind her. He was doing a monologue, so he set himself up at the mic and began speaking almost immediately.

"You wouldn't understand yet, son, but your daddy's gonna make a transaction…a business transaction that's going to change our lives…That's how come one day when you 'bout seventeen years old I'll come home and I'll be pretty tired, you know what I mean, after a day of conferences and secretaries getting things wrong the way they do…'cause an executive's life is hell, man–And I'll pull the car up on the driveway…just a plain black Chrysler, I think, with white walls–no–black tires. More elegant. Rich people don't have to be flashy…though I'll have to get something a little sportier for Ruth–maybe a Cadillac convertible to do her shopping in…And I'll come up the steps to the house and the gardener will be clipping away at the hedges and he'll say, "Good evening, Mr. Younger." And I'll say, "Hello, Jefferson, how are you this evening?" And I'll go inside and Ruth will come downstairs and meet me at the door and we'll kiss each other and she'll take my are and we'll go up to your room to see you sitting on the floor with the catalogues of all the great schools in America around you…All the great schools in the world! And–and I'll say, all right son–it's your seventeenth birthday, what is it you've decided?…just tell me where you want to go to school and you'll go. Just tell me, what it is you want to be==Yessir! You just name it, son…and I hand you the world!"

As he finished, he nodded to indicate it, and the teens clapped for him. He smiled as he began to feel proud for getting this far and for his performance today, hoping Janice was out there somewhere watching him perform and was proud of him. He stepped off the stage, and Naomi stepped up, getting the mic ready, and beginning her song.

"I'm closer to the Golden Dawn

Immersed in Crowley's uniform of imagery

I'm living in a silent film

Portraying Himmler's sacred realm of dream reality

I'm frightened by the total goal

Drawing to the ragged hole

And I ain't got the power anymore

No I ain't got the power anymore

I'm the twisted name in Goebbel's eyes

Living proof of Churchill's lies, I'm destiny

I'm torn between the light and dark

Where others see their targets in divine symmetry

Should I kiss the viper's fang

Or herald in the death of Man

I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief

Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah

I'm not a prophet or a stone age man

Just a mortal with potential of a superman, I'm living on

I'm tethered to the logic of homo sapien

Can't take my eyes from the great salvation of bullshit faith

If I don't explain what you ought to know

You can tell me all about it on the next Bardo

I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief

Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief

Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah"

The teens applauded for her as she gave a curtsy, not being used to this kind of style for her singing range, but liking what they heard. She smiled as she walked back down to the seats, and Lizzy came up on the stage. She was doing a monologue and adjusted the mic to her height, then began speaking.

"Don't you think I can stand the sight of blood? You think I am weak. Oh, I should like to see your blood flowing—to see your brain on the chopping block, all your sex swimming in a sea of blood. I believe I could drink out of your skull, bathe my feet in your breast and eat your heart cooked whole. You think I am weak; you believe that I love you because my life has mingled with yours; you think that I would carry your offspring under my heart, and nourish it with my blood—give birth to your child and take your name! Hear, you, what are you called, what is your family name? But I'm sure you have none. I should be "Mrs. Gate-Keeper," perhaps, or "Madame Dumpheap." You dog with my collar on, you lackey with my father's hallmark on your buttons. I play rival to my cook—oh—oh—oh! You believe that I am cowardly and want to run away. No, now I shall stay. The thunder may roll. My father will return—and find his desk broken into—his money gone! Then he will ring—that bell. A scuffle with his servant—then sends for the police—and then I tell all—everything! Oh, it will be beautiful to have it all over with—if only that were the end! And my father—he'll have a shock and die, and then that will be the end. Then they will place his swords across the coffin—and the Count's line is extinct. The serf's line will continue in an orphanage, win honors in the gutter and end in prison."

Lizzy gave her nice-girl smile as everyone clapped for her, proud of being able to show off her acting skills for once. She left the stage, and Lila came up, ready to sing.

"You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand

You see somebody naked and you say, 'Who is that man?'

You try so hard but you don't understand

Just what you will say when you get home

Because something is happening here but you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

You raise up your head and you ask, 'Is this where it is?'

And somebody points to you and says, 'It's his'

And you say, 'What's mine?' and somebody else says, 'Well, what is?'

And you say, 'Oh my God, am I here all alone?'

But something is happening and you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

You hand in your ticket and you go watch the geek

Who immediately walks up to you when he hears you speak

And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?"

And you say, "Impossible!" as he hands you a bone

And something is happening here but you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

You have many contacts among the lumberjacks

To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination

But nobody has any respect, anyway they already expect you to all give a check

To tax-deductible charity organizations

Ah, you've been with the professors and they've all liked your looks

With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooks

You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books

You're very well-read, it's well-known

But something is happening here and you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you and then he kneels

He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice, he asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back, thanks for the loan"

And you know something is happening but you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

Now, you see this one-eyed midget shouting the word 'Now'

And you say, 'For what reason?' and he says, 'How'

And you say, 'What does this mean?' and he screams back, 'You're a cow!

Give me some milk or else go home'

And you know something's happening but you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?

Well, you walk into the room like a camel, and then you frown

You put your eyes in your pocket and your nose on the ground

There ought to be a law against you comin' around

You should be made to wear earphones

'Cause something is happening and you don't know what it is

Do you, Mr. Jones?"

Lila smiled as she gave a curtsy, lifting her skirt as she curtised, and watched as everyone clapped for her. She left the stage as Sami came onstage, and started singing.

"Please sit down, just talk to me

We'll see if we can talk this through

I've tried so hard to understand it

Just tell me something that's close to the truth

I'd rather you were cruel than kind

Is all that I'm demanding

I've given up on peace of mind

For the open wound of understanding

You can't be here and someplace else

If your mind is in that other place

You're trying to convince yourself

But you're lying in my face

I've listened 'til my head would spin

I don't want half of anything

The sand sits in the hourglass

Time slips through our fingers fast

Your counterfeits deceived me

If you can't love me this way

Then you must leave me

Tell me how it came to this

Just don't think to spare me this

Perhaps the truth can set us free

From the half truths ensnaring you and me

This black hole of intensity

Collapses on its density

And sucks me to a darker place

That hides behind a broken face

Keep up appearances as they say

And all those reasons you might stay

Ring hollow in my mind today

I've listened 'til my head would spin

I don't want half of anything

I don't want half of anything

The fields are sown with seeds of doubt

The wine is warm, you spit it out

This drinking won't relieve me

If you can't love me this way

If you can't love me this way

If you can't love me this way

Then you must leave me

The patterns in the distant stars

Our fates upon a loom

The changes in the temperature

When you walked into a room

The smell of your perfume

The taste of your skin

All those bitter reminders

Of the failed state I'm in

How do I breathe now, how do I inhale?

I'm a diver on the seabed, my oxygen's failed

How do I wake up, how do I sleep?

How do I laugh now, I can't even weep?

Where do I run to, where do I hide?

An insect preserved in formaldehyde

Yesterday's paper, its pages curled

How can I live in this broken world?

Keep up appearances as they say

But all those reasons you might stay

Ring hollow in my mind today

I've listened 'til my head would spin

I don't want half of anything

I don't want half of anything

The sand, it falls in the hour glass

And time slips through our fingers fast

And nothing that you say relieves me

If you can't love me this way

If you can't love me this way

If you can't love me this way

Then you must leave me"

She finished her song, looking down at the teens as she curtsied and saw them clapping for her. She smiled, leaving the stage as Shawn came up to sing the last song of the night.

"If you been out messin' and actin' a fool

You best be confessin' hey, don't be cruel.

Just callin' attention you probably know

Don't hold on to nuthin', it's time to let go.

Lay baby I want 'cha, I'm hurtin' so big.

Take out some insurance, and cover your rig.

We talkin' resurrection to shred your head.

That certain possession you keep in yo' shed.

Don't want to confuse you, muddy up yo' mind.

Let nothing abuse you or come from behind.

Say baby I want 'cha, I'm hurtin' so big.

Take out some insurance, and cover your rig.

If there's ever a question, take care of yourself.

Use your protection, be respecting yo'self.

Make no obligations, you can throw 'em to the wind.

Blind infatuations, the means to an end.

Say baby I want ya, I'm hurtin' so big

Take out some insurance, and cover your rig."

The audience clapped for Shawn as he nodded his head, then he walked off the stage. As he walked off the stage, Chris came up on the stage as the judges began whispering to each other who they believed should win.

"All right, the judges are currently speaking of who they'd like to win, so give them just a moment to make their choice." The contestants sat in silence, thinking about who they thought gave the best performance. After what felt like an eternity, Annalisia came up to the microphone on stage, ready to reveal the winner. He smiled and took a breath in and out, looking around at the stage.

"Wow, it feels really great to be back on the stage." Analisia said to herself. "Anyway, everyone did such a great job. It was hard to pick a winner, but it had to be done. Today's winner is…" She paused for suspense before announcing. "Dustin, congratulations! You are today's winner and now you have immunity."

Dustin stood up as the contestants clapped for him, happy that he's finally been recognized for his singing abilities. He felt really good about it, and working with an alliance made him feel invincible.

"Thank you guys so much for welcoming us back." Annalisia said. "And good luck to the rest of you all!" She looked at the camera. "I've always wanted to do this… Join us next time on Total Drama Arts!"

A/N: Thanks for sticking around while I figured stuff out! I just started school back and have been busy. It's just a five week session for class so I'll have a few weeks before I go back for the fall. Challenges are just a little difficult too, as I tend to lose motivation for awhile. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a review, and if you're an OC creator, who you would like to vote out. You can vote out anyone but Dustin. :)

The songs are as followed, I also put down everyone's word.

Sami - Insect (If You Can't Love Me - Sting)

Lila - Organization (Ballad of a Thin Man - Bob Dylan)

Dustin - Scene (Yoga is as Yoga Does - Elvis Presley)

Xavier - Birthday (Monologue - "You wouldn't understand yet, son…" – Walter Lee Younger from 'A Raisin In The Sun')

Shawn - Insurance (Cover Your Rig - ZZ Top)

Mickey - Love (Hawkmoon 269 - U2)

Piper - Mom (Home - Beetlejuice)

Lizzy - Blood (Monologue from "Miss Julie" by August Strindberg)

Naomi - Death (Quicksand - David Bowie)

~Sami