Nicky Haugh: Thank you!
SideshowJazz1: You did review Chapter 11. For some reason I missed you in the responses, so I went back and added yours in. Yes, it was the only way to create tension. Interesting thoughts on who should win.
Fear the Darkness Inside: Scarlett just picked who she figured she had less of a chance to beat in the finale. Yeah, Sammy vs Scarlett is going to be quite the event.
AnonReviewer: Yeah, that was part of Scarlett's thought process when selecting her opponent. He did a great job making it as far as he did, and Chris just had to pay him back for the snare trap debacle. I wasn't a fan of what happened to Ezekiel, so this time I made sure he got out instead of falling back in. Funny you should mention Topher versus Scarlett, early on in the story's development, they were the final two before I addressed favoritism issues. The girl versus girl being both Mutant Maggots is not really a coincidence since I'm usually aware of this stuff. Also, we will be getting alternate endings.
Killshot Kamikaze: Congrats for your finale guess being right.
SilentSinger948: Yeah, I wanted to give someone else a shot at winning this time around. Maybe Ezekiel will be cured, or maybe he won't. We'll have to wait and see.
Guest: Someone's enthusiastic.
Guest: Shawn's tough. I don't think Ezekiel would be able to kill him.
Derick Lindsey: I needed Chris give Shawn revenge for that because that's just how he is, and when I realized how much Zeke looks like a zombie, it just seemed like a natural fit. You'll have to wait and see how the finale plays out. I do plan on writing All-Stars before going into Pahkitew Island. Can't make any promises about Sugar, though.
That British Guy: It's okay to miss someone, even if they're going to be gone for one night.
Attackin: Thank you for reading and enjoying. Sorry to hear you don't like Sammy, but I respect your opinion.
Joel Connell: Apologies for the long wait, and I like your predictions that you've made. As a diehard fan of the show, I'll always have hope for a new season.
xtremexavier15: I don't know about that. Everybody may hate Scarlett, but there are some that hate Sammy more.
sneak13579: Interesting thoughts on who will win. Let's see if you're right.
sdgeek: That's why I made the decisions I did for the story. I'll admit the point about the tension. No, Shawn's not going to end up like that. I thought even for someone like Scott, that was pretty cruel. Interesting thoughts about who's going to win. Let's see if you're right. Your predictions for the All-Stars cast are intriguing.
Fangren: It was the best I could do to keep the episode from being boring. Yeah, I came up with Shawn getting hurled with Zeke halfway through the season. We'll have to see if you're right about the winner.
CosmicWarrior: I'd really hope that was a joke, even if it's something you should never joke about. All I can say is, I will be including the alternate ending. It was an interesting thing to do as I've never done that before.
Overlord Exor: I guess we know who you're rooting for.
StarHeart Specials: Nice predictions for the All-Stars cast. A few of them are wrong, and you're one short for the Vultures.
Lowland Warrior: I already responded to your review in a PM.
Alright. With reviews out of the way, let's get to the finale and find out who will be the first winner in Cast Swap.
Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama. I only own a DVD of season one and a couple TD shirts.
Episode 13- The Ultimate Showdown
"Last time on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island," Chris narrated as a faraway shot of the island was shown before flashing to clips of the contestants encountering Larry. "The final three went hunting for my old friend, Larry the human flytrap!" He let out a chuckle as Sammy and Shawn were shown cowering at the giant plant. "Aww, adorable!
"Sammy and Shawn officially made an alliance after working together through several challenges, but trust issues over the last vote kept them separated." Sammy and Shawn were shown making their alliance, and then were portrayed having various troubles during the challenge. The footage then showed Scarlett crossing the finish line with Larry's flower. "In the end, Scarlett won immunity, and gave Shawn the old heave-hurl with everyone's least favorite freakshow, Ezekiel!
Now only two competitors remain- Sammy and Scarlett, in the ultimate Total Drama showdown!" Scarlett was shown intimidating Sammy, but Sammy gained her courage to stand up against Scarlett and vowed to take her down once and for all.
The past footage finally ended, and Chris and Chef were shown standing on the Dock of Shame. Chris was wearing his light blue tuxedo from the season's second challenge, and Chef wore the pink dress he sometimes wore for season two's Gilded Chris ceremonies. "It's academic versus athletic in a tooth-rattling, ego-bashing, life-threatening battle for a cash prize of one million dollars!" Chris exclaimed, gesturing to Chef.
On the cue, Chef opened the silver briefcase and unveiled the stacks of dollars wadded together. As Chris continued with his theatrics, Chef tried to sneak his hand in the case, only to yelp in pain as he brought up his hand. Two of his fingers were caught in a mousetrap. The man glared at his business partner, who laughed at his misfortune.
"Right here, right now on the epic finale of Total Drama: Revenge of the Island!"
(cue theme song)
Once the theme song concluded, the show faded in. The moon was briefly shown high above the island before cutting to the final two walking through the woods.
"I can't believe after all the trouble I've been giving you," Sammy said in utter disbelief, "you still decided to keep me and vote off Shawn."
"And this surprises you how, exactly?" Scarlett raised an eyebrow, looking at her opponent as she came to a stop in the middle of the forest.
Sammy pointed to herself, coming to a stop as well. "I've been more of a threat to you than Shawn was. I'm the one who blew that smoke machine in your face, destroyed your plane, and exposed your invincibility statue. All Shawn did was win one challenge, and I did that too!"
Scarlett nodded. "That you did, and I fully intend on destroying you for that. You're forgetting one thing, though."
"What?"
Scarlett tapped her own head. "I'm intellectually superior to you, and Shawn was physically superior to you." She grabbed Sammy's arm to make her point, and the cheerleader snatched it away while scowling at the touch. "You wouldn't last against either of us in the finale, and that's a fact." Smirking, she shoved Sammy down on her back.
Sammy grunted, sitting upright on the ground and rubbing one hand on her sore back. She frowned angrily as Scarlett continued to walk back to the cabins while cackling maliciously.
(Confessional- Sammy)
"Shoving me to the ground, and saying nasty things to me," Sammy thought out loud as she sat on the confessional toilet. She glanced at the camera filming her. "Are we sure that Scarlett isn't just Amy with a wig and fake glasses?" She considered the notion for a moment of silence before waving one hand to dismiss it. "Nah, already saw them both in the same place at one time. Either way, beating her will feel so good!"
The newly familiar sound of Scarlett cackling could be heard faintly outside, and Sammy blinked before giving one of the outhouse walls the stink-eye.
"Shut up and go away, Scarlett!" Sammy shouted.
(Confessional- Scarlett)
Scarlett sat calmly in the confessional. "It amuses me that she thinks she has a chance of winning. Unlike her, I've already started compiling potential finale challenge scenarios." The genius redhead took out her notebook and pencil, and began to look over what she had written down. "For example, if the show is to provide us with an intellectually stimulating finale, which is long overdue might I add, I've memorized a number of events that are sure to come up as-" The faint sound of trumpets being played made her stop her rambling, and look to one side. "What is that infernal racket?"
Cutting away from Scarlett's confessional, a pair of trumpets bearing flags with Chris's face on them were shown being played.
The camera zoomed out of the close-up on the trumpets to show two interns playing them, the skinny one with braces and the one with long bangs over his eyes, and the final two were standing beside them as Chef, wearing Ancient Rome clothes, wheeled a chariot carrying Chris onto the scene. Like his co-worker, Chris was also wearing robes that appeared to be from Ancient Rome.
Chris raised his arms grandly, proclaiming, "All hail mighty McLean!"
"Believe me, there's nothing mighty about you," Scarlett drawled, staring at Chris with disinterest.
"What's with the costumes?" Sammy asked.
"You'll see," Chris answered cheekily before glancing over his shoulder and raising a hand to his mouth. "Slave, bring me my mystic seeing glass!"
The short, chubby intern rolled the large monitor into view. As he passed Chris and Chef, he blew a raspberry at the host.
Chris frowned sternly at the action. "Hey!" He then thought better of it, and smiled. "You know what? In Ancient Rome, blowing a raspberry was a show of respect."
Scarlett shot him an annoyed look. "No, it wasn't!"
Chris shrugged at her correction. "Anywho, for making it to the finale, you each get thirty seconds to speak to a loved one back home."
"Really?" Sammy gasped at the news, and smiled brightly. Her smile only got wider when the monitor flickered on, and a woman with Sammy's same blonde hair and green eyes appeared on the screen. She appeared to be sitting in a home office, wearing a red jacket and a necklace with two yellow beads. "Mom!"
"Samantha, so good to see you!" The woman clapped her hands together. "Oh, I just knew one of my two girls would make it to the end."
"Thanks, Mom!"
The woman looked at her daughter with sympathy. "And sweetie, I am so sorry I didn't believe you about your sister all these years." She looked at something off-screen. "Looking back, I knew I should've kept a closer eye on her after she claimed you were the one to break aunt Mildred's vase when you both were four, and probably shouldn't have left you with aunt Mildred for more than twenty minutes. Amy must get her behavior from her. She was like that a lot when we were kids."
"Uh, Mom, it's really okay." Sammy stammered, her tone uncertain. "See, I made some friends, and"
Her mother finally looked at the screen again, noticing something Sammy couldn't see. "Oh, looks like my time's just about up. Go and win that money. Love you!" She blew a kiss.
"Mom, wait!" The daughter futilely attempted to reach her arm out, but the feed cut off, making the screen go blank. Sammy sighed sadly.
Scarlett gave a smug smile as she stepped up towards the monitor. "That was interesting to watch. It certainly helps me fill out my psychological profile on you."
"She does love me." Sammy snapped, somewhat defensive, before rubbing one arm like she usually does. "She just doesn't listen to me that much. Amy always grabs her attention first, and she's a single mom. It's been hard for her to raise two kids the same age alone."
"I'm sure." Scarlett looked at the monitor. "Let's get this over with so we can move onto the final challenge."
The screen turned on again, this time showing a young teenage boy with Scarlett's vivid red hair and green eyes. Unlike Scarlett, he didn't wear glasses. He wore a blue hoodie, and he seemed to have bags under his eyes.
"You don't deserve to win!" The boy immediately shouted, making Sammy jump at the sudden volume spike.
Scarlett didn't even seem fazed by the vindication. "Jack, where is Mother or Father?"
"We drew straws. I wanted a re-try, but they said no." Jack answered, huffing as he crossed his arms. "Dad made up some excuse to go to the store, and Mom is outside watering the flowers. I didn't want to do this, but they needed someone to talk with you for the Messages from Home segment if you got this far."
"Nice to know everyone wants to talk you me," Scarlett quipped sarcastically. "The cowards." She shrugged her shoulders. "What does it matter? I honestly would've preferred skipping this, had I known it would be happening."
"Me too, but here we are!" Jack rolled his eyes. "You should just give up now. Even if you win that money, no college in the country is going to want you after they see how much of a psycho you are."
"I doubt that the college of my choice is going to care about reality television appearances."
"They should before they even think of accepting you," Jack snapped. "If you lose, don't even try to take it out on me when you get home. I'm done." The feed cut, and the screen once more became blank.
"Good riddance," Scarlett sneered.
"Wow, he seemed really ticked off." Sammy commented meekly, showing cautious curiosity. "What did you do to him?"
Scarlett sniffed indifferently. "Nothing that concerns you."
Chris chuckled. "Cold. Save that icy attitude for the challenge."
(Confessional- Scarlett)
"When I win, I'll be using the money to fund my studies at the college of my choice. With my impressing academic record, I doubt any educational institution will pass up the chance to have me ranked among their top students," Scarlett explained with her hands folded in her lap. "After that, it's time to move onto the next step of my future."
When the static cut back to the finalists, they were next shown riding along with Chris in his chariot. "So, where are we going for the final challenge?" Sammy spoke up with a hesitant smile. "The Bay of Dismay? Mount Looming Tragedy? I'm really okay with anywhere except the mine."
Chris shook his head. "Nah." Spreading his arms wide, he got concerned looks from the two finalists. "Somewhere way more dangerous, for the most painful Total Drama finale ever!" He pointed ahead. "Ladies, behold, the Chrisisseum!"
Sammy and Scarlett both gasped as the camera cut to their destination. A fanfare began to play as a makeshift stadium was shown. The walls and arches were made out of wood, and the entrance appeared to be held up by stacks of waste barrels and was topped with the wing of the former Total Drama Jumbo Jet that bore Chris's picture on it while he was wearing his aviator costume.
The scene flashed to inside the stadium, where Chris sat on an equally makeshift throne. The two interns blowing the trumpets before were doing the same thing again. After a few moments of them playing, Chris got annoyed, and leaned over to turn off a previously unseen stereo. Once he turned that off, the interns' trumpet playing sounded more like they were blowing raspberries. Saddened that their moment of grandeur was over, the two interns lowered their instruments.
"Finalists," Chris announced as he rose from his seat, "say 'what's up' to your cheering sections!" The camera panned down to below his viewing box, where all twelve of the eliminated campers sat. "From the Mutant Maggots," the camera zoomed in on the top row and panned from left to right, "Topher! Jasmine!" The wannabe host shot a finger pistol at the finalists and winked to the camera while the explorer tipped her hat in greeting. "Rodney! Amy!" The country boy shyly waved to Sammy and Scarlett as the mean twin, still covered in black spots of varying sizes, scrunched her eyes shut and childishly stuck her tongue out. "And Max!" The wannabe villain turned up his nose at the finalists.
"And from the Toxic Rats," the host introduced as the camera cut to the left side of the bottom row and began to pan across, "Shawn! Sugar!" The conspiracy nut, wearing a sling and an arm cast, cordially waved with his good arm while the pageant queen blew kisses. Noticeably, Sugar had Fang's tooth tucked into her bun. "Sky! Dave!" The gymnast glared at Sugar before looking at the person on her other side with concern. The neat freak sat dejectedly in his seat, not even looking up as the camera passed over him. "Ella! Leonard!" The singer waved kindly as the role-player gave a flick of his stick wand. "And Beardo!" The human soundboard shrugged, giving a smile.
"Go, Sammy!" "Scarlett!" "Yeah, you got this!" Various campers cheered.
Sammy raised her hands to her chest, touched by the cheers she was receiving. "Aw, thanks you guys!"
"I never really needed the support, but I'll take it regardless of how pointless I feel it is," Scarlett dismissed, tucking her hands behind her back.
"Shawn, are you okay?" Sammy pointed up at the conspiracy nut.
Shawn waved off her concern. "Just got scuffed up a little when I got hurled with Zeke. Nothing serious."
"Your arm is in a cast! How is that not serious?" Sky objected.
Sugar raised her hand to ask a question. "Hey, Chris, do we haveta cheer for one of these two mud pies?" She glanced down at the finalists. "No offense to y'all, but I don't like either of you." Sammy frowned at the comment, a bit hurt, and Scarlett merely rolled her eyes.
"Yeah! You both suck," Amy snapped, "it should be me down there and not Samey!"
Max crossed his arms in protest. "Evil does not cheer for backstabbing sidekicks, or at all."
"Oh, I think you'll cheer," Chris answered, taking on that tone everyone recognized as his 'horrible, possibly life-endangering twist' tone. "Otherwise, I'll be forced to unleash… him!" Raising a remote, he pressed the button on it. Down at the lowest tier of the peanut gallery, the eliminated players all gasped in shock as a familiar form rose up into view. It was none other than the land-walking shark himself, Fang, who was chained to some hidden post in the stands.
"You again?" Sugar spoke up, scowling at the growling shark and putting her hands on her hips. "Don't you have anything better to do?"
Chris smiled at the panicked campers' reactions. "Other than Sugar's, any questions?"
Max rolled his eyes. "…Go, former sidekick."
For a moment, Scarlett blinked, and then she let a smug smirk slide onto her features.
Chris stood from his throne. "On with the main event," he declared, "the final challenge of the season is a one-on-one Gladiator Battle Royale! But first, you'll need to use your imaginations to make armor and weapons in a challenge I like to call 'Make It or Break It'! You'll need tools and materials to build your armor and weapons, and we've got them right here." He gestured to the arena, making Sammy and Scarlett look behind them.
A little pile sat in the middle of the arena, including a fire extinguisher, a magnifying glass, tape, several nails, a few wrenches, a bowling ball, a hammer, a mallet, and oddly enough, a dead fish.
"Why is there a fish? Who would use a fish?" Sammy inquired from offscreen.
"Probably an idiot," Scarlett answered as the camera panned over to them. "I will say though that the blowtorch could be potentially useful."
"But wait," Chris's voice brought the finalists' attention back to him. "That's not all. Oh, Chef!"
The peanut gallery gasped as the sound of a helicopter approaching got clearer and louder. The camera cut to Chef piloting a helicopter that was carrying a slimy dumpster over the arena. Hovering in place, Chef had the dumpster unload its contents. Out of the dumpster came several trash cans, trash bags, a refrigerator, old pots and pans, planks of wood, somehow a boat, and various other odds and ends. Sammy and Scarlett groaned at the smelly, massive pile of junk.
Chris saluted to Chef, signaling the dumpster had been emptied. "Thank you, Chef!" The assistant host got the message, and flew the helicopter and the dumpster away.
"You have fifteen minutes to collect useful pieces of crud from Mount Junkmore, and assemble your arsenal," Chris explained as the girls looked up at him once more. "But watch your step- I may have loaded the dumpster with a bunch of booby traps." The host began to chuckle as uncertain looks passed between the girls about the implications of his warning. "And…" he snapped his fingers, cuing the intern closest to the stereo to turn on some music. When she clicked the stereo on, a jaunty tune similar to the one from the Newfoundland episode from World Tour played. Realizing the error, the intern quickly rewound the tape and then pressed the play button again. Once the correct, more ominous tune started playing, she sent an awkward smile to her boss, who glared at her ruining the moment before composing himself. "Go!"
Almost immediately, Scarlett whirled around and shoved Sammy to the ground before running towards the junk. "Out of my way!"
The peanut gallery began to cheer for their preferred finalist as Scarlett was shown reaching the pile first and picking up a metal table. Once she lifted it up, she was sprayed in the face by a green gas. The ex-campers grimaced at the spray to the face.
"Ugh! Stink bomb? How juvenile!" Trying to put the smell out of her mind, Scarlett took the table and ran with it to the other side of the stadium.
"Grab that blowtorch! You can do lots of evil damage with that," Max advised to his former cohort in a dismissive tone. He didn't really want to support Scarlett, but considering the two alternatives, he'd rather cheer for the eviler of the finalists. "And make sure you get your circuitry right!"
Amy sneered at him. "What do you expect her to even build?"
"Being a former sidekick of mine, I'd hope she would build a weapon capable of great destruction. But whatever it ends up being, it'll probably be better than anything that simpleton could come up with." He pointed at Sammy for emphasis.
Down at the junk pile, Sammy picked up a mannequin leg. She shuddered as she discovered what it was. "Ew! Fight with a fake leg? That's all sorts of creepy." The good twin threw the leg away, and continued to rummage for supplies. "Hey! A bat!" She managed to pick out a large, wooden bat.
Amy blinked at her sister, and then stared with bored, half-lidded eyes. "Oh yeah, she's doomed."
Sammy ran over to an unclaimed patch of ground in the stadium, and dropped off her bat. "Okay, that's a weapon. Now I need some armor." Looking back at the pile, she homed in on something at the bottom. "Like that hazmat suit!" Running over, Sammy struggled to pull it out, only to be blown back by a small explosion.
Up in the stands, Jasmine winced while Sugar cackled gleefully at Sammy's pain.
On the bright side, the explosion released the suit. Her face darkened by the explosion, Sammy moaned her pain.
Scarlett poked her head up from within the rubble, and huffed, "You're only embarrassing yourself. Just surrender the victory and the million dollars to me, and I might give you a small portion of the money as compensation."
Snapping herself out of her daze, Sammy glared at her opponent. "Not happening! I came too far just to give up now."
The redheaded villain shrugged. "Suit yourself." Snatching the blowtorch, she turned to leave the pile and get back to building her armor, but tripped and yelped in pain after suffering a faceplant.
While Scarlett picked herself up, Sammy spotted something else that she could potentially use. "A fire extinguisher!"
Scarlett returned to the pile, this time dragging a washing machine out of the pile. While she attempted to drag the cumbersome appliance, she failed to notice it was tipping over too far until it landed hatch upwards on her foot. "Gah! You-!" Her swear was bleeped out, and she struggled to lift it off her foot.
Up on his throne, Chris chuckled, "Those big parts are almost as good as the booby traps."
Topher called out, "Get something good! Scarlett's got a blowtorch, you know!"
Rodney looked between his hands. "Scarlett, or Samey?" He flung them up, and clutched his head. "Gah! I can't decide who I should root for."
Sammy picked up a garbage bag. "This could work… but I need something to cut with. Like a spike!" She scooped up a small spike that seemed to have come from the back of the mutant beavers.
Her hands just off-screen working on her armor, Scarlett drilled something down and then took a hammer and pounded something else. The footage cut to Sammy putting her hands to her neck, and then she used the spike to cut material from the trash bag she had selected.
"This might just be the grossest thing I ever wear," Sammy murmured to herself.
Using the blowtorch, Scarlett welded her armor and then held up what looked like a leaf blower. The evil redhead looked up at a nearby mannequin with one leg, and then shot a tennis ball out of the leaf blower. The ball flew with such speed it took off one of the mannequin's arms. The footage cut back to Sammy, who was putting on the hazmat suit and tying a knot of what looked like the trash bag around her neck.
Soon the ominous music from the stereo ended, and the intern turned it off.
"And time is up," Chris declared, standing from his throne. "Finalists, take your positions for the ultimate Total Drama showdown! Last woman standing wins one million dollars!"
The high-heeled boots of Sammy were revealed first. The camera proceeded to pan up as Sammy was shown decked out in the hazmat suit, with a belt of odds and ends around her waist and a cape made of trash bag material around her neck. In her hands, she grasped the bat she had picked out and the fire extinguisher.
"Yeah, Sammy!" "Looking great!" "Show Scarlett what you're made of!"
A determined frown on her face, Sammy said, "Let's get this over with." Holstering the bat the same way someone would a small gun or sheath a sword, she lifted her now free hand up and pulled the hazmat's hood over her face. The sun briefly glinted off the suit's face window.
"She actually looks kind of cool, like a superhero," Beardo spoke up, surprised just like the rest of the peanut gallery.
"Or a mysterious wizard from the realm of Boglog," Leonard added.
Ella raised her hand. "I'm confused though, what's Scarlett doing standing out there without any armor?"
Ella was right. The camera panned between Scarlett's legs, showing the suited-up Sammy from the redhead's perspective.
"Ella's got a point," Sammy agreed, her voice a bit echoed by her suit. "Did you just make weapons and no armor?"
Shaking her head like a bemused professor, Scarlett lifted one hand to her glasses. However, she didn't fix them like everyone figured she would. She took them off, and raised her other hand to her bun, pulling off the band that helped keep its shape. "I assure you. I made armor along with weapons, and it's armor you'll never be able to beat!" Cackling like a maniac, she pulled out a small remote and pressed the single button on it. Behind her, the washing machine she had hauled out of the junk pile began to rise.
The camera cut to Sammy gasping underneath her hood, then to the peanut gallery gasping, and then to Chris's throne, where the interns seemed to panic and dive behind it. Even Chris was slightly baffled by what was happening.
On a patch of unoccupied ground, a large wooden leg stomped into view, followed by a leg attached to a waste barrel. A metal arm with a trash can at the end rose into view, and then an arm attached to the leaf blower Scarlett had tested was shown. Then the washing machine, now with Scarlett seated inside at a control panel, stood at its full height. For a height comparison, it was twice as tall as Jasmine.
"Last chance. Surrender to my victory, or I will crush you into the ground," Scarlett threatened. The amalgam machine whirred as Scarlett made it move to show it could.
Max, Amy, and Sugar all cheered while the rest of the peanut gallery remained speechless at how Scarlett could assemble such a machine and in such a short span of time.
Chris scrunched his face, examining Scarlett's side skeptically. "Um, Scarlett? I don't think that's armor."
"Actually, it is," Scarlett stated smugly from within the machine. "Armor is defined as anything that covers the body from harm. This does that, and the leaf blower and trash can are loaded so they may be classified as weapons. This all falls under your rules for the challenge. Should you disagree, I would be very happy to argue the matter with you in court once the season is over."
Chris frowned, looking at his two interns peeking out from behind the throne. They both gave him nods, and then he waved a hand. "Fine. I'll allow it." Standing from his throne once again, he announced, "The ultimate battle bru-tal! Find out when we return on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island!"
The footage faded on a far view of the island from the lake.
When the show returned, dark clouds rolled in, perfectly setting the scene for the surely dramatic final battle about to take place.
"Don't give up, Sammy!" "Squish her!" "You got this!"
"It's the final challenge of the season," Chris explained, slightly happier than he had been before the break. "A gladiator battle to end all gladiator battles, or the way it's looking now, a superhero-supervillain battle to end all superhero-supervillain battles."
Panning to the finalists, Sammy smirked underneath her hood. "That wasn't a smart idea, you know. The bigger they are, the harder they fall and all that."
"You think you're so clever. I'm a certified genius, you pathetic little fool," sneered Scarlett.
"Yeah, but even geniuses make mistakes. I mean, look at you."
Chris narrowed his eyes even though he was thoroughly enjoying the banter. "I believe I was speaking. Save the trash talk for the battle.
"Oh," he added, "and in grand Total Drama tradition, there are going to be a few obstacles to deal with, which I will release into the ring whenever I feel like it."
Inside her mech, Scarlett smirked. "Feel free to add as many obstacles as you'd like, I doubt they're going to be a problem for me. I can't say the same for Samey, though."
Sammy bristled irritably, and then she looked up to Chris again.
"The match ends when one gladiator pins the other for three seconds," the host continued to explain.
"Three seconds? It's going to take me more than three seconds just to get her down," Sammy griped, gesturing at Scarlett with a gloved hand.
"What can I say, all my inventions are built to last," quipped Scarlett, who shrugged nonchalantly at her opponent's complaint.
"And…" Chris raised a hand and then swept it down. "Go!"
Scarlett's smirk grew into a wicked grin. "I'm going to enjoy this. Hahaha!" She pressed a button on her control panel, and the leaf blower arm rose. It whirred to life, and then fired three tennis balls.
Moving fast, Sammy dropped her extinguisher while simultaneously un-holstering her bat and proceeded to swing her weapon to protect herself. She managed to swat away the first two balls in quick succession, but the third one hit the side of her head. Thankfully, the suit cushioned a bit of the impact so she wasn't too stunned. "Ow!" She yelped regardless, and momentarily raised one hand to where the ball had hit. She squeaked frightfully when a loaded garbage bag bowled her over.
As interesting as the fight was to watch, Chris felt he needed to turn up the challenge a notch. "I think it's time for an encounter of the mutant kind." Raising another remote similar to his first, he pressed a button. "Finalists, take your positions for the ultimate Total Drama showdown!"
Chris's announcement gave Sammy enough time to return to her feet, and both combatants were shown looking to one side of the colosseum, where a section of the wall rose up. Appearing from behind the wall was none other than the mutant beetle from the third episode, and this time one of its forelegs was in a boxing glove. It spewed fire in Scarlett's direction, making the genius direct her mech to retreat back a few paces, and then socked Sammy in the face.
The punch sent Sammy reeling back against a wall, and she recovered moments later to find the beetle had her cornered. She screamed in fright as it screeched its threat.
Scarlett lumbered her robot up behind them, and laughed to herself. "At this rate, I won't need to do anything. That insect will do all the work for me."
The majority of the peanut gallery started shouting encouraging words and other cheers for Sammy to make a comeback. At last, Dave decided to interject. "You might as well give up while you can. Your situation is looking pretty hopeless."
Sky gawked at him. "Why would you even say that? She came all this way, and you want her to just give up?"
"Life is nothing but full of disappointment," replied Dave, looking away from the fight and down into his lap. "Just like my heart."
The beetle kept giving Sammy punch after punch, blow after blow, and she grunted in pain each time. Aching all over, she finally had enough. Scrunching her eyes shut, she found the strength to lift up the bat she was still holding. "Why don't you go pick on somebody else?!" She swung with all her might, and the resulting force was enough to send the beetle flying straight into Scarlett's mech.
As it grappled for a part of the machine to hold, Scarlett roared, "Hey! Get off my armor!" Her hands went to pressing buttons and flipping levers.
Having a moment to catch her breath, Sammy noticed how she had managed to get the beetle to cover Scarlett's viewing hole. Watching Scarlett struggle with the beetle, who had begun to pound on her armor, Sammy let her sight drift over to the fire extinguisher she had previously dropped. While Scarlett was distracted, she ran between the mech's legs and lowered into a feet-first slide, snatching the extinguisher as she glided by.
"I will not repeat myself. Get off!" Scarlett snarled, and thrust a final lever.
Outside her mech, the leaf blower arm twisted and fired a tennis ball at the beetle. The beetle chirped painfully as it soared out of the arena.
Able to see again, Scarlett sighed in relief. "Finally." Adjusting her controls, she attempted to look around. "Now where's that little whelp? Why, you!" She growled as her viewing hole was covered with fire extinguisher foam.
Back on her feet, Sammy taunted as she sprayed the foam, "You can't fight what you can't see!"
"We'll see about that," the evil genius challenged, flicking a switch.
Sammy's smile disappeared when she noticed the trash can arm aiming right at her. "Uh oh. Eek!" She dove out of the way as a pair of trash bags shot where she was standing.
"Hahaha! Yes, obliterate her!" Max cackled, while Amy and Sugar cheered for Scarlett. Sammy's friends all shouted and yelled various supporting words.
At one point, Sammy managed to return a ball back at Scarlett, knocking against the mech and dazing Scarlett briefly.
"Yawn," Chris remarked in a bored tone. With Scarlett somewhat blinded and Sammy just dodging her enemy's projectiles, he thought things needed to get interesting again. He clicked his remote.
A mechanical hole in the middle of the stadium opened, and the tentacled alligator from the eighth episode appeared beside Scarlett's mech and Sammy. Scarlett's mech seemed to detect the alligator's presence because it turned towards the creature just like Sammy did. The alligator let out a roar, making both of them go stiff.
Acting quickly, Sammy ducked behind one of the robot's legs. No later than when she did, the alligator wrapped its tentacles around the arms and legs of Scarlett's and pulled it close. Sammy let out a gasp and a helpless hand. "Scarlett!"
"Oh my! I can't watch!" Ella cried, hiding her eyes in her hands.
Chris leaned down from his level of the audience. "You really should. The ratings on this are going to be crazy."
The alligator proceeded to chew off the trash can arm, which fell to the ground, and then attempted to bite the washing machine head, which Scarlett was of course inside of.
"My armor has taken heavy damage," Scarlett murmured to herself, the washing machine rumbling around her as the alligator tried to gnaw on it. "I have no choice. If I want the rest to remain, I need to make a necessary sacrifice. Disconnecting the left leg- emergency yellow!" She pounded a green button with her fist.
The alligator stopped trying to bite off the washing machine when it noticed that the waste barrel leg was struggling against its tentacle. Matching the alligator in power, the leg lifted up so it was parallel to the ground, and detached from the mech at a speed equal to a rabbit fleeing its burrow. The alligator was forced to release the rest of the mech from its other tentacles, being shoved back by the barrel leg until it crashed through the wall of the colosseum. The peanut gallery grimaced at the loud and painful crash, feeling sympathetic to the creature even though it had been a menace to them during their stay.
Scarlett panted heavily. "Good riddance to that… what? Nonono!" Her brief moment of relief came to an end as her mech began to tilt backwards.
From the outside, the robot was shown to be unbalanced without the barrel leg or the trash can arm attached. It tilted to its right, and thudded loudly as its side collided down into the dirt. Most of the peanut gallery breathed in shock in a brief cut back to them.
Shoving the window open, Scarlett crawled out, moaning at her disorientation. Sammy came over, standing a few feet away from the monstrous construction. She lowered the hood of her suit, and asked, "Are you going to be the one that surrenders?"
After Sammy asked the question, Scarlett managed to catch her breath and scowled at her opponent. "Never!" Sending a glance up at her creation, the villainess jumped up onto the machine's side and took hold of the leaf blower/tennis ball launcher. "It will be you who falls!" She fired off the remaining rounds left in the launcher.
Shrieking unexpectedly, Sammy raised her bat to hit back as many as she could. Two balls she had the misfortune of hitting at just enough of an awkward angle to send flying towards the peanut gallery. One ball hit the chain restraining Fang. Chris dropped his remote, and dove for cover along with his interns. The other ball hit the remote, and broke the remote from the sheer force.
Cautiously, Chris glanced at the remote's remains as he ran over. "Uh oh…"
The hole that the alligator had risen from opened again, and instead of just one mutant, this time every mutant that the cast had encountered during the season came up into view- the mutant gophers, Larry, a couple mutant beavers, the tree squid, the laser squirrels, and the giant turtle. They howled as one, and the intensity was enough to make both finalists and the entirety of the peanut gallery scream.
(Confessional- Shawn)
"Larry!" The conspiracy nut cried out.
(Confessional- Beardo)
"The mutant gophers!" The human soundboard, his legs curled up against his chest, panicked.
(Confessional- Amy)
The bad twin scoffed, sitting with her arms and legs crossed in the outhouse. "You know, I'm actually glad I left so early. All of those animals are freaks!"
One of the laser squirrels caught sight of the peanut gallery, and started firing beams at them. Everyone started screaming, and fled for their safety, including Fang. The land shark looked like he was about to start attacking people, but changed his mind when he saw the beams coming. Sugar was quick to scoop up Leonard in her arms as she jumped away while Sky grabbed Dave by the arm and pulled him out of the target range.
Beardo started blaring a siren as he ran to avoid the beams, and miraculously managed to avoid his afro getting an unwanted haircut.
Sugar attempted to carry Leonard out of the stadium, but their path was intercepted by Fang, who went right back to what he was about to do before the beams struck. "For corn's sake! What do you even want from us?" She demanded, Leonard grimacing in fright.
The shark growled, showing off his teeth and pointing to the open gap.
"You want the tooth?" Sugar looked up to her bun. "This whole time, that's what you've been going on about? My brother whines over less."
"My maiden," Leonard spoke up cautiously, "maybe you should just give the orca warrior his tooth back. It's not required for any vital potions or spells."
"No way! Finders keepers, losers weepers; that's the rule." She dropped Leonard without any tact, and rubbed her arms as if she were rolling up sleeves of a longer shirt. "He wants to tussle for it? We'll tussle." With a holler, she charged off-screen and Leonard popped back up into view, watching with concern.
Scarlett continued to fire tennis balls at Sammy, who did her best to swing back at every one she could. Hearing the commotion, Sammy momentarily looked over her shoulder before returning her attention to her opponent. "Look what you did! Now everybody's in danger."
The evil redhead shrugged. "Not my concern. Besides, it's partially your fault too." She attempted to use the ball launcher again, but it clicked. "Empty already? Now how am I supposed to defend myself?"
"How about with your own strength?" Scarlett looked up at the answer, and Sammy was shown dropping her bat in favor of getting a running start and then leaping into a front flip, then another before vaulting into the air with a leg extended out in a flying kick. The genius gasped as Sammy's foot collided with her gut, forcing her off her fallen mech. The camera jostled, signaling an off-screen crash before cutting to a fallen Scarlett with Sammy on top of her. "H-hey? I actually pinned her. Hey Chris, I- oof!"
While the cheerleader tried to call for Chris, Scarlett recovered from the kick's blow and used her own legs to push Sammy off of her. As she sat up, she spotted the large mallet she had used for constructing her machine.
Chris was the only one remaining in the throne section of the peanut gallery. The interns had already run away, and now the host found himself surrounded by a quartet of the mutant gophers. "The biohazardous waste was Chef's idea," he tried to defend, "if you want to chew someone's face off, chew his. HELP!" He curled into a fetal position, covering his precious head with his hands.
Just as the gophers moved in closer, a giant root smacked them out of the area. The host peeked one eye open, and saw that Larry, his mutant flower pet, was standing on the empty peanut gallery seats and roared in defense of his master.
Seeing that he was once again safe, the host smiled as he pointed up at his pet. "That's extra fertilizer for you tonight." Larry responded by lowering his head and cuddling Chris. "Aww… now get out there and terrorize some loser contestants!"
The giant plant raised his head, nodding at the command. "Hey, Larry," Topher's voice called. The plant gurgled at his name being called. Topher was shown standing below the peanut gallery, and he pointed a finger at something. "That turtle thinks you're a disgrace to the McLean family name!" Larry snarled at the comment and looked in the direction indicated by the boy.
"Somebody get this cursed creature off of me!" Max shouted in a close-up of his pained face. The footage zoomed out to show Beardo trying to pull him out from under the giant turtle while the creature didn't particularly seem to notice or care. One of Larry's roots curled into a fist, and it slugged the turtle in the back, freeing Max in the process.
"Dear kind tree squid," Ella sang, "please let go of my friend. I would be so delighted that you did." She and Rodney were shown next, the latter being held captive by the tree squid and punched in the nards. "We merely want to flee. We promise that once we leave, it'll just be you and your lovely tree." The song seemed to have the desired effect. As Ella's song went on, the squid's punches slowed and eventually stopped altogether. It made a strange warble, closing its only eye happily, and released Rodney to the ground.
The large farm boy groaned, collapsing onto his stomach, and Ella knelt down to check on him. "Are you alright?" She touched a hand to his face, and he got a faraway look in his eye.
"I-I am now…" Rodney stammered, his cheeks flushing red.
Amy tried to run out of the stadium, but a laser squirrel got in her path. She stomped her heeled boot. "Beat it, freak. I'm trying to save my life here!" The squirrel fired beams at her, and she raised her arms to protect her face. The beams hit the black spots on her hands and wrists and ricocheted off, and Amy lowered them. "Huh?" The squirrel fired off another round, and this time Amy managed to catch sight of the black spots deflecting the beams. "What do you know? These things are good for something." A sinister grin formed on her face, and she looked down at the rodent. The squirrel, clearly not expecting this, winced while waiting for a reaction.
A cut later, Amy was holding the squirrel by the neck. "Go be a rat to someone else." The bad twin punted it back towards the center of the stadium.
Meanwhile, Sky and Dave found themselves in the same position that Rodney was in during the Mad Skills Obstacle Course. "Please, you guys don't really want to eat us. We taste bad," Sky pleaded to the one holding her captive and the other holding Dave and a ketchup bottle.
"In more ways than one," Dave lamented, resigned to his fate.
Before the beavers could start coating the two campers in ketchup, the laser squirrel landed between them. The beavers flinched as the squirrel grew angry again, and scampered away while dropping their captives. Sky was quick to take advantage of their luck, and escorted Dave, who was shocked in other ways, away from the scene.
The squirrel made to fire beams at the retreating pair, but it was cut off by a large, blue body flattening it. The camera zoomed out to show Fang, beaten and bruised with his tail twisted around his body and several more teeth lost.
"Boom! You just got sugar'd!" Sugar proclaimed, walking over with Leonard beside her. There were rips in her top and her jeans, and the tooth that was once in her bun was no longer there.
Leonard smiled fondly at the girl. "Most impressive, my lady. You'd be an inspiration to my whole kingdom."
"Um, duh? Sugar's an inspiration to everybody," Sugar boasted. A roar rang out, and the pair's attention turned towards the roar's source.
Jasmine was shown with a lasso, swinging it around. "Alright, that's enough out of you." She swung the lasso upwards, and the camera zoomed out to show she was standing on the chunk of earth that acted as Larry's middle. The lasso was shown circling around Larry's mouth and cinching it shut.
"I couldn't agree more." Shawn was then shown running underneath Larry's middle, dodging as the mutant plant tried to grab him with his roots. Some of the roots got into a tangle, and Shawn slid under one last root that got tied up in the mess, taking care not to slide on his side with his cast-wrapped arm. Once he was out from under the creature, he stood up and looked above.
Jasmine tugged at the end of her lasso, and then jumped down from Larry's middle. On the way down, she grasped one of Larry's side roots and tied the loose end of her rope to it. "Good luck getting out of this, mate!" She dropped down from the root upon completion, and joined Shawn in examining her handiwork.
Unable to open his mouth, Larry hopped around on his remaining untangled roots, either trying to unwind his twisted roots or trying to balance himself. It was hard to tell.
Using their bat and mallet respectively, Sammy and Scarlett attempted to swing at each other. Not many of the moves made contact, with both girls managing to dodge when either of them swung, and the moves that did make contact were when they managed to block a swing with their weapon.
"I will not allow you to win over me," Scarlett snarled as they blocked each other once more. "I have worked too hard to make it this far, only for you to ruin everything I've worked for!"
Sammy brought her weapon back, as did her opponent. "Just because you worked hard, doesn't mean you deserve to win. Not after all the underhanded stuff you did."
"It does mean I deserve to win." Scarlett swung for Sammy's legs, only for the cheerleader to jump over it. "In case you've forgotten, this is a game about greed. It's virtually impossible to win without doing something underhanded."
Sammy repositioned her grip on her bat, preparing her next strike as she and Scarlett circled around each other. "That might be the case, but as long as people like you and my sister have a chance at winning, I'll do my best to stop you."
With a battle cry, Sammy swung her bat from one side, aiming for Scarlett's middle. Tilting her mallet, Scarlett blocked the blow. Apparently anticipating this, Sammy raised one of her legs and kicked out, hitting Scarlett in the stomach.
The evil redhead let out a sharp gasp of short breath, staggering back as she dropped her mallet. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted her opponent lift her bat back into swinging position. She gnashed her teeth together.
A muffled noise caught Sammy's attention, and the good twin looked up. She breathed in softly.
The camera, positioned over her shoulder, pointed upward at the unbalanced Larry, who was tipping over as if he were about to…
"That million dollars will be mine!"
Sammy turned her attention back to Scarlett, and removed a hand from her weapon to reach out. "Scarlett, watch out!"
The girl ignored the warning, and sprinted at Sammy. The cheerleader braced herself for the impact, her shoulders tense.
Just as Scarlett, arms outstretched, was about to reach her, a large bulbous plant head crashed down on top of her.
A small cloud of dirt drifted upwards upon contact. Everybody that had been watching inhaled swiftly.
For a moment, the stadium was silent. Then the atmosphere was broken by-
"Scarlett! Everybody, quick! Help me with this!" Sammy dashed over, dropping her bat and struggling to lift the very tip of Larry's head. Most of the other contestants, excluding Max and Amy, took Larry's head in their hands and lifted up.
Together, their combined strength was enough to raise the plant's head up. The camera zoomed in to show Scarlett unconscious underneath. When she came into view, Sammy let go and reached under to grab her by her hands, dragging her out from Larry's shadow.
"Sammy, quick," Jasmine advised, "pin her."
Beardo nodded his head. "Yeah, finish the challenge!"
Sammy bit her lip, and then reluctantly set Scarlett back on the ground, draping herself over the body.
"One!" Several campers counted. "Two! Three!"
A hesitant smile formed on Sammy's face when they began to cheer, the crowned victor looking up at her co-stars.
"She's done it," declared Chris. He and Chef arrived on-camera, the latter pulling the former in the chariot once more. The others dropped Larry's head, and walked over to surround their winner. "Samey has done it! Samey has won Total Drama: Revenge of the Island and the million dollar grand prize!"
Sammy was hoisted up by the hands of Jasmine, Shawn, and even Topher against a bright yellow backdrop.
"Wow! I did it! I really did it," Sammy stated, almost in disbelief at herself.
(Confessional- Sammy)
"Originally, I came onto the show to get away from Amy," Sammy recalled in her last confessional for the season. "But once I got here, I ended up doing so much more. I made friends, I survived an island full of dangerous animals, and actually won a million dollars. Even though Amy ended up coming along for the ride, this has been one of the best experiences of my life. Oh, and Scarlett, I guess I was more of a match for you than either of us thought." She smirked proudly, and winked to the camera recording her.
(Confessional- Scarlett)
"This is impossible!" Scarlett raged, her hair still flowing down her back and her glasses still off her face. "I analyzed all the data I gathered, and built my most sophisticated invention that I've ever completed in fifteen minutes, but I still lost to that-that air-headed, academically-subpar cheerleader!" She sneered at the camera recording her. "I assure you all; I will have my revenge, and she will wish she hadn't crossed me!"
The footage went static, and when it returned, the camera showed Chef at the helm of a speedboat loaded with a bitter Scarlett and all the previously eliminated contestants. The camera panned over to the center of the dock, where Chris and Sammy were standing, with Chris holding the case in his hands.
"Congratulations, Samey- er Sammy!" The host amended upon seeing her frown crossly at him. "To the victor go the spoils- one million dollars in cold, hard cash!" He flicked the case open, and showed off the stacks of wadded green money. Then he clicked it back shut, and handed it to the winner.
Sammy accepted the case, and then bent over slightly at the weight. "Oh, uh, thanks! Huh, so that's what holding a million dollars is like." Chris watched her stumble her way over to the waiting boat with a stunned look on his face, clearly expecting her to be able to lift it easier than that.
The footage cut to Sammy arriving at the dock's edge, and she managed to heft the case a bit higher, becoming a bit more upright in the process. "Thanks for all your support too, guys. This has been great."
"So, whatcha going to spend that money on anyhow?" Sugar asked, arching a brow at her. "You could probably order everything off the menu at Darwin's Food Safari dozens of times over."
"While food is a necessity," Shawn spoke up, raising his good hand as he spoke, "I recommend that she put some of that money towards preparing for the zombie apocalypse. It'd be a good idea to invest in security measures and apocalypse training."
Sammy put down her case, and shrugged. "I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do with the money." She looked up in thought. "Though, with what Jasmine's told me about Australia, I wouldn't mind planning a trip there. After that, I'm open to ideas." A smile on her face, she looked meaningfully to the others for suggestions. They all got the hint, and began to cheer.
"A spinoff series starring me," Topher suggested, beaming at the thought.
Sky pumped her fist in the air. "Or, some great gymnastic equipment!"
"Wrong," Max interjected, "she should use that money to advertise Max's Little Minions Babysitting Service!" The wannabe villain cackled for a few seconds until he noticed that everybody had gone strangely silent. He looked around at the strange looks he was receiving from everyone, including Sammy, who had just got onto the boat with her case. "What? Building world conquest devices is expensive."
At that point, Chef started up the boat and began pulling away from the dock.
Chris began to speak as the camera cut to him. "Well, that's it for another season." Chef and the campers passed him, causing him to get a mischievous look in his eyes. "Except for one last surprise I hid on their boat.
"First rule of show biz- always go out with a bang." He pulled out another remote while the boat got further out into the lake. The moment he pressed the remote, the section of dock he was standing on exploded underneath him, sending him flying into the water with a startled, "Waghaha!"
The campers happened to see this, and they all cheered at Chris getting long-awaited karma for everything he had done to them the past few weeks.
Chris emerged, spitting out water and trying to make sense of how his prank backfired. He met a long distance gaze with Chef, who smirked at him, and it all clicked. He raised a fist and shook it. "Chef!" Regaining his composure, he addressed the camera and the audience. "Until next time, I'm Chris McLean and this has been Total Drama: Revenge of the Island!" While he made his outro, the audience was treated to final clips of the mutant forest, the bog, and the sealed mine.
When the scene returned to the host, a voice called out, "You're busted, McLean!"
Chris turned sharply. "Huh? For what?"
The scene zoomed out to show several people in hazmat suits surrounding the host on the dock. "Creating an environmental disaster, that's what!" Several helicopters arrived over the island. "Residents of Wawanakwa, your island is now under government protection. You are hereby quarantined. Prepare for heavy scrub decontamination."
The campers could be seen further out on the lake, cheering at the sound of Chris painfully being scrubbed clean of any toxic residue.
Then the footage faded to black for the final credits of the season.
(Alternate Ending)
"It does mean I deserve to win." Scarlett swung for Sammy's legs, only for the cheerleader to jump over it. "In case you've forgotten, this is a game about greed. It's virtually impossible to win without doing something underhanded."
Sammy repositioned her grip on her bat, preparing her next strike as she and Scarlett circled around each other. "That might be the case, but as long as people like you and my sister have a chance at winning, I'll do my best to stop you."
With a battle cry, Sammy swung her bat from one side, aiming for Scarlett's middle. Tilting her mallet, Scarlett blocked the blow. With Sammy occupied, Scarlett raised one of her legs and kicked out, hitting Sammy in the stomach.
The good twin let out a sharp gasp of short breath, staggering back as she dropped her bat. Her eyes narrowed as she spotted her opponent lift her mallet back into swinging position. A heavy frown formed on her lips.
A muffled noise caught Scarlett's attention, and the evil redhead looked up. She raised an eyebrow.
The camera, positioned over her shoulder, pointed upward at the unbalanced Larry, who was tipping over as if he were about to…
"This is for my friends!"
Scarlett turned her attention back to Sammy, and lowered her weapon comfortably. "You may want to brace for impact."
The girl had started to sprint at Scarlett, but stopped when she heard the warning. She looked at her opponent in confusion, and then in the direction her opponent was looking.
She gasped and turned, covering her head with her arms. When she started to scream, a large bulbous plant head crashed down on top of her.
A small cloud of dirt drifted upwards upon contact. Everybody that had been watching inhaled swiftly.
For a moment, the stadium was silent. Then the atmosphere was broken by-
"Sammy! Everybody, quick! Help me with this!" Jasmine dashed over and grasped the very tip of Larry's head. Most of the other contestants, excluding Max and Amy, took Larry's head in their hands and lifted up.
Together, their combined strength was enough to raise the plant's head up. The camera zoomed in to show Sammy unconscious underneath. When she came into view, Shawn let go and reached under to grab her by her hands, dragging her out from Larry's shadow.
"Hurry up and pin her already," Amy snapped from where she and Max were standing.
Max nodded. "Yeah, pin her before she wakes up."
Scarlett shoved Shawn aside, causing him to yelp in pain out of shot, and draped herself over the body.
"One!" Chris began to count, to the shock of several campers. "Two! Three!"
A wicked smile formed on Scarlett's face when Chris finished the count, the crowned victor looking up at her co-stars.
"She's done it," declared Chris. He and Chef arrived on-camera, the latter pulling the former in the chariot once more. The others dropped Larry's head, and walked over to surround their winner. "Scarlett has done it! Scarlett has won Total Drama: Revenge of the Island and the million dollar grand prize!"
Dave sighed in dismay while most of the others groaned. "This whole season is just full of disappointments."
(Confessional- Scarlett)
"Just as I expected," Scarlett stated as she gave a flick of her flowing hair in her last confessional of the season, her glasses still absent from her face. "It goes to show even in physical situations, mental capacity can prevail. Now that I've secured my victory, I have many more avenues for my future available to me than there already were."
(Confessional- Sammy)
Sammy sighed, slouched over in her seat. "Wow, even when I beat Amy, I still come in second place." Taking a deep breath, she curled her legs up onto the outhouse seat. "But you know what? I made some great friends and had one of the best experiences of my life. Even Amy can't take those away from me."
The footage went static, and when it returned, the camera showed Chef at the helm of a speedboat loaded with a saddened Sammy and all the previously eliminated contestants. The camera panned over to the center of the dock, where Chris and Scarlett were standing, with Chris holding the case in his hands.
"Congratulations, Scarlett! To the victor go the spoils- one million dollars in cold, hard cash!" He flicked the case open, and showed off the stacks of wadded green money. Then he clicked it back shut, and handed it to the winner.
Scarlett accepted the case, and then bent over slightly at the weight. "Thank you very much. This will go far towards my plans." Chris watched her stumble her way over to the waiting boat with a stunned look on his face, clearly expecting her to be able to lift it easier than that.
The footage cut to Scarlett arriving at the dock's edge, and she managed to heft the case a bit higher, becoming a bit more upright in the process.
"So, what are you going to do with the money?" Ella asked, her hand intertwined with that of a blushing Rodney's. "I think it would be splendid if you used it to fund a musical."
Beardo gave Ella's suggestion a thumbs-up. "I would be down for helping with music arrangements. It's not that different from sound mixing, I think."
Scarlett stepped onto the boat with the case. "Please. I wouldn't waste my money on such a triviality. This money is being invested so that even when I earn a scholarship to the college of my choice with my academic achievements, I'm still very well-funded so that I may study comfortably."
Sammy shrugged awkwardly. "I guess since you won and all, you can spend it however you want."
"Of course."
Beside her, Max snorted. "School. Such a waste of time." She responded by smacking him on the head with her case, sending him to the floor. "Ow!"
At that point, Chef started up the boat and began pulling away from the dock, the now ex-campers all staring down at the fallen Max.
Chris began to speak as the camera cut to him. "Well, that's it for another season." Chef and the campers passed him, causing him to get a mischievous look in his eyes. "Except for one last surprise I hid on their boat.
"First rule of show biz- always go out with a bang." He pulled out another remote while the boat got further out into the lake. The moment he pressed the remote, the section of dock he was standing on exploded underneath him, sending him flying into the water with a startled, "Waghaha!"
The campers happened to see this, and they all cheered at Chris getting long-awaited karma for everything he had done to them the past few weeks.
Chris emerged, spitting out water and trying to make sense of how his prank backfired. He met a long distance gaze with Chef, who smirked at him, and it all clicked. He raised a fist and shook it. "Chef!" Regaining his composure, he addressed the camera and the audience. "Until next time, I'm Chris McLean and this has been Total Drama: Revenge of the Island!" While he made his outro, the audience was treated to final clips of the mutant forest, the bog, and the sealed mine.
When the scene returned to the host, a voice called out, "You're busted, McLean!"
Chris turned sharply. "Huh? For what?"
The scene zoomed out to show several people in hazmat suits surrounding the host on the dock. "Creating an environmental disaster, that's what!" Several helicopters arrived over the island. "Residents of Wawanakwa, your island is now under government protection. You are hereby quarantined. Prepare for heavy scrub decontamination."
The campers could be seen further out on the lake, cheering at the sound of Chris painfully being scrubbed clean of any toxic residue.
Then the footage faded to black for the final credits of the season.
Sammy- 1st
Scarlett- 2nd
Shawn- 3rd
Topher- 4th
Beardo- 5th
Jasmine- 6th
Sky- 7th
Sugar- 8th
Dave- 9th
Rodney- 10th
Max- 11th
Ella- 12th
Amy- 13th
Leonard- 14th
It's official. Sammy has won the Cast Swap edition of Revenge of the Island, and Scarlett is the runner-up.
I am not an expert on writing action sequences, so for the longest time since the last update, I had no idea how to write this final battle between Sammy and Scarlett. Once I figured out the theme of super villain and super hero, I had a direction to work towards. Scarlett was a homage to the typical super villain who controls giant machines in the final battle, and Sammy was the masked super hero with no powers and some gadgets. I knew I wanted Scarlett to enter Scarlett Fever mode, and the giant robot was a good way to lead into that. Most of the design comes from the robot Max built in the Pahkitew Island intro, but with some minor modifications in the arms.
I've never written an alternate ending before, so finding the point of divergence was interesting to figure out in the process. I've written AUs before, but writing alternate endings within an AU was a strange experience. It was all a matter of where they were standing when Larry fell and who gave the final kick to the stomach.
Unlike the ROTI cast, the PI cast had several more people willing to fight the mutants when they entered the stadium. Defeating the mutants wrapped up most, if not all the loose ends to certain plot threads. Sugar got to fight Fang again about the tooth after getting eliminated halfway through the season; Rodney may have found a girlfriend after all the girl issues he had (and for clarification, he and Ella end up together in both endings); and Amy's mutation actually has a bizarre effect.
For the family members, I chose the twins' mother because based on dialogue from canon, I think she might be the only immediate family they have. I chose Scarlett's brother specifically because of what she claims to have done to him, and wanted to show how horrible she can be and contrast Sammy's warm message with a cold one.
I think that covers everything for Revenge of the Island. Next up will be All-Stars, and I will be posting it in the same story because it's part of the overall theme. I've done some last-minute plot arrangement, and have started writing the first episode. Thank you for waiting patiently the last few months. I'll do my best to have the first episode of All-Stars out much sooner.
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