Hi guys, it's me again:
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3. Just an apology: I accidentally had the text in both chapters two and three printed twice! I'm really sorry about that, hopefully you guys didn't mind.
4. Inspiration for this story comes from the following fan-fictions: "Total Drama City", "Total Drama Returns", "Total Drama Comeback", and "You're on Total Drama Island, Charlie Brown". I'd encourage everyone to read them!
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(Camera shows the Dock of Shame, where Chris is standing. Next to him is the intern Frederic, who is dumping raw meat into the lake)
Chris: Last time on Total Drama The Island Reborn, our campers were left to answer zany questions and compete in hilarious, for me, and painful, for them, dares. After eight of them were launched off a platform into the lake, it was down to Noah and Lightning. Noah got the question right, but I still managed to make him lose. His alliance then plotted to vote off Blake, but Heather added in a lot of votes for , forcing the fruit to take the Chute of Shame. And yes Heather, I can count. Well, OK, I had Chef count the votes for me. Will I learn to count? Will Noah ever succeed in voting Blake off? Can Heather get any more evil? Find out-
(Chris is interrupted as Frederic screams. A cloud of bats is hovering around him, biting him on the ears and on his nose. They eventually fly away. Frederic looks at Chris, blinks sideways, then grows purple wings and flies away)
Chris: That wasn't good. So, what the heck just happened? Find out on TOTAL, DRAMA, THE ISLAND REBORN!
(Theme song plays. It shows the camera sweeping past the dock, where Chris waves at it. Chef smiles at it, then gulps as it comes nearer to him, and smacks him in the face. After he disappears the camera zooms up the cliff, where it shows a squirrel punching Zeke in the face. As the camera "falls" off the cliff so does Zeke. Hitting the water, bubbles cover the screen. When they clear, Izzy is swimming away from a shark, only to turn around and bite the shark back. Above the water, Noah is sitting in a boat, reading his trademark book, when Zeke lands on him. Right after the moment of impact, the camera zooms to the forest, where Mike is petting a raccoon. The raccoon bites his finger, causing him to wince in pain, inhale deeply, then scream at the raccoon. The camera zooms to the waterfall, where Annette is singing on top of a log that goes over the waterfall. At the bottom, Dawn is sitting cross-legged on a beam of wood going across a small lake, looking very peaceful. Suddenly, Annette flies past her and her mouth falls open. The camera moves to the outhouse confessional, where a bear is knocking on the door. Blake sticks his head out, screams, and then ducks back in. Chef's kitchen is then seen, with a small television in the background upon which Courtney and Cody can be seen. Lightning is dumping protein powder into his mouth, and then fist-pumps, while Heather is tied to a chair, being force-fed Chef Hatchet's special soup by Chef himself. The camera moves outside to the campfire pit, where Owen is holding and rocking back and forth giggling. Staci is seen on the dock, blabbing on while reading from a gigantic stack of papers. The camera shifts a little, showing Chris on the other side of the dock, covering his ears and yelling. He runs around and falls into the water. When he surfaces, in classic cartoon style, his head steams over in anger, causing a fire. The camera follows the fire embers up, and then back down, revealing the campfire. Zoey is sitting in front of it, looking nervous, before her eyebrows scrunch up and she gives an evil grin, only to look around when she sees Zeke and Mike sitting on either side of her. The camera pans out to show all 13 contestants sitting on stools around the campfire, as Chris stands nearby and grins at the camera. A wooden sign is seen, where neon letters light up, saying TOTAL DRAMA THE ISLAND REBORN)
(Camera shows the boy's side of the Psycho's cabin, where the four occupants are asleep in their bunks)
Noah: [talking in his sleep] Must….win….the million….
Blake: [talking in his sleep] Must….not be….allowed…
Owen: [talking in his sleep] Must….eat….food….
Ezekiel: [talking in his sleep] Must….find….chockate milk….eh….
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(Ezekiel is sleeping in the confessional, snoring away)
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(The megaphone in the center of camp blares out an alarm, and the cabin's occupants all fall on the floor)
Chris: [megaphone] This is important! Very important! Meet me at the dining hall straightaway!
(The nine remaining campers are gathered around the tables in the mess hall. Chef is running back and forth, packing his and Chris' luggage. Eventually Chris walks in)
Heather: All right Chris, what is it now? Another dumb challenge?
Chris: No, for, you see, the unthinkable has happened!
Owen: You ate too many tacos?
Chris: No.
Blake: Your spaceship crash-landed on Planet X?
Chris: No!
Ezekiel: You exploded, then exploded again, then again, eh?
Chris: NO! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! Listen, I've been sued.
(Everyone is silent, then the campers burst out cheering. After a while, it dies down)
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Heather: Yes! YES!
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Ezekiel: Yahooity, eh!
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Owen: For the love of pizza pie, finally!
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Blake: I'm not allowed to get sued.
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Noah: So this show is over?
Chris: No, just on pause.
Annette: But, didn't you get sued for having us compete in psycho, dangerous, insane, revolting, possibly fatal, and very sue-able challenges?
Chris: No, one of our interns was turned into a vampire, and his parents sued since his mom is afraid of bats. Chef and I are heading to the Canadian mainland.
Ezekiel: So….yoo're leaving us stranded on a psycho island with a vampire on the loose, eh?
Chris: That's the idea.
Heather: You're insane!
Chris: What? I thought all you girls these days loved teenage vampires!
Annette: Only if they're cute! And your interns are ugly!
Chris: As a general fact, ugly people do better falling off cliffs. That's why you're all on the show.
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Heather: [menacingly] I'm going to do Chris a favor and ignore that last comment….
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Dawn: Couldn't you just take us with you, back to Canada?
Chris: Nope. Chef's cruise liner only fits 200 people in it.
Lightning: [to Chris] Grr. We'll show you who's 200 people!
(Everyone starts stepping menacingly towards Chris, as he backs away, tugging at his shirt collar. Then he turns around and flees)
Chris: Chef! Pull up the anchor!
(Chef is on board a gigantic boat docked at the Dock of Shame)
Chef: This boat has no dang anchor!
Chris: Then pull up an imaginary anchor or something! HURRY!
(With Chef pretending to pull on a rope, Chris jumps on board. Just as the angry mob of contestants reach the dock, the boat pulls away, moving far faster than any of them can swim. The nine watch it until it's out of sight)
Noah: So, look's as if the Survivor parody is now actually about survival.
Ezekiel: Guess the game's over, eh. Maybe we can split the million nine ways.
Heather: Actually, the game is NOT over.
Staci: How? We're without a host, yah.
Heather: Without a host, maybe. But I'm declaring myself queen of the island.
Noah: [sarcastically] Whoopee.
(The campers are back in the mess hall. Heather is wearing a paper crown and showing the other eight some papers)
Heather: These [gesturing to the papers] are the contracts you signed when you first joined Total Drama. Naturally, they're filled with loopholes, dumb rules, and the like, considering they were made by Chris. But what's particularly interesting is this little statement on page 12,956.
(She flips over tons of papers, eventually arriving on the page and pointing her finger at the bottom, where it says:)
In the event the current host of Total Drama leaves the show temporarily, the hosting authority will proceed automatically to the former host's second-in-command.
Heather: That's Chef.
In the unlikely event both the host and second-in-command are unavailable; the authority to host goes to the camper who ranked highest during the first season of the show that is still actively competing.
Noah: So Owen rules the island. Not you.
Owen: I am king? I AM KING!
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Owen: I AM KING!
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Heather: Slow down. Remember Total Drama, Drama, DramaIsland? Owen gave up his winnings.
Staci: So?
Heather: Take a look at this statement on page 3,467.
If the winner of a season gives up or forfeits his winnings in any way or under any conditions, the official win, albeit not the money, goes to the runner-up.
Heather: So Owen doesn't count. Gwen was runner-up, but she's not competing. Meaning the authority of hosting goes to the third-place.
Dawn: And that's who?
Heather: Me. In other words, I have complete control of the island, and you even agreed to it by signing these papers who-knows-when. From now on, you'll address me as Queen Heather. Head back to the cabins, I'll call you when I've thought of a probably-fatal challenge.
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Heather: I know. I am GOOD.
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(The camera shows outside the campgrounds, where Noah has called a meeting of all the contestants, minus Heather, of course)
Noah: All right guys, it's pretty clear we're in a bad situation here. Heather's legally conquered the island, and we all know how insane she can be, not to mention there's an ugly vampire on the loose.
Ezekiel: Ugliness is as ugly does, eh.
Staci: Yah, my great-great-great-
Noah: Go ahead Staci. Lie on.
Staci: But I'm not lying. My ancestors really did invent all that stuff.
Lightning: And where's the sha-proof?
Staci: Well, I don't have any proof, but-
Noah: So it's all a lie.
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Staci: I have proof! I just….don't have proof. [looking at the camera] You believe me, right?
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Noah: Moving on. Therefore, I have a pretty simple plan. We build a shelter to protect ourselves from the vampire and ignore anything "Queen" Heather says.
(As soon as he finishes talking, everyone but Owen and Annette depart, heading off in different directions)
Noah: Where are you people going?
Blake: To see what Heather wants us to do.
Lightning: To sha-conquer the island!
Staci: I'm going to find proof of my ancestor's inventions!
Dawn: I'm heading to the peacefulness of the outdoors, away from you all. I doubt a vampire would bother me.
Ezekiel: I'm Zeke, eh. Why do I need a reason?
Noah: Fine, leave! But you'll regret it! [the five continue walking away] Mark my words! [as the five disappear from the screen] Well, you guys be like that! [turning to Owen and Annette] Why are you guys here?
Annette: Simple. I'm an OC character with no real plot-lines who's been inserted into the story for no purpose other than comic relief, and comic relief doesn't bode well with vampires. Author's note: This isn't exactly true….
Owen: Shelters have food.
Noah: OK, I didn't quite catch all that. Well, actually I did, but now it's shelter-building time! Listen, all we need is a hole, a light, food-
Owen: FOOD!
Noah: Yes, food, and other assorted stuff. But most importantly, anti-vampire devices.
Owen: I don't like the sound of that.
Noah: Neither do I, actually. Now let's start building.
(The scene is a small path deep in the forest. Birds twitter as Dawn confidently walks along. Suddenly, she frowns and looks behind her. Seeing nothing, she keeps going. However, a shadow is stalking her through the forest. She turns around again, sees something, and starts looking nervous. She walks quickly, then breaks out into a run, but gets turned around and comes face to face with the shadow. She's about to scream, when she sees who it is)
Dawn: Zeke! What are you doing here? I thought you were the vampire!
Ezekiel: So did I, eh.
Dawn: What? That doesn't even make sense!
Ezekiel: Exact-ely, eh.
Dawn: Whatever. Just go away.
(She huffs off, only for Zeke to start following her. She stops, he stops. She starts walking again, so does he. Eventually it seems it's become a game of follow-the-leader. Exasperated, Dawn flips upside-down into a tree, hanging down by her knees. Zeke attempts to do the same thing, but lands on his face. Dawn starts walking again, and so does Zeke)
Dawn: Zeke?
Ezekiel: Eh?
Dawn: Get out of here.
Ezekiel: Eh.
(With that he walks off into the bushes, then a bunch of banging sounds are heard and a scream, as Zeke apparently has fallen off the cliff)
Dawn: What a weirdo.
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Ezekiel: [all banged up and confused] Falling off a cliff is my favorite hobby, Mr. President. I did it for my country.
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(Scene switches to another area of the forest, where Noah, Annette, and Owen are standing hip-deep in a pit, digging it ever deeper with old rusty shovels. Owen is attempting to dig with the shovel handle)
Owen: This is harder than it looks. Well, everything is for me. But this is a lot harder than it looks.
Annette: That's because you're holding it upside-down!
Owen: Don't be ridiculous. You two are holding them the wrong way.
Noah: Whatever floats your boat. Anyway, this should do it. [throwing his shovel to the side] All we need is some garlic, a mirror, and planks to go on top.
Annette: You guys can get that. I'm off to the boathouse.
Noah: Why?
Annette: I'm going to take a rowboat and find Chris. Knowing Chef, he crash-landed ten feet from the dock. [as she walks off] Oh deary me! Chef and Chris are lost in the sea!
(Scene switches to a storage cabin. Lightning is rooting through the junk, looking for stuff, when Heather's voice is heard through the megaphone)
Heather: Attention people whose livelihood I do not care about, this is your queen speaking. It is challenge time. I call this the broken bone competition. Whoever has the most broken bones at the end of the day wins invincibility. And someone better bring me a feast and a better crown. That's all for now.
(The megaphone crackles and shuts off)
Lightning: Stupid Queen person, makin' Lightning do all her dirty work! Lightning's gonna be King! Time to overthrow the kingdom of Total Drama!
(He grabs a net and a fishing harpoon and wields them in one hand. Then he picks up an old knight's helmet and puts it on his head. However, it's so heavy he falls straight over)
(Scene goes to Dawn, who is still in the woods. She's sat down on a stump, with birds flying around her, and raccoons scurrying by her feet. Suddenly, there's a hissing noise, and all the animals zoom away)
Dawn: [as a much larger shadow than before flickers behind her] Zeke? Is that you? Come on, this isn't funny. Come out of the bushes.
?: [menacingly] Like, sure thing.
(Slowly, Frederic the Vampire emerges from the bushes. Large purple bat wings sprout from his back, and two fangs stick out of his mouth. His hair is several shades darker, while his skin is much paler)
Dawn: [gasping] You're the vampire!
Frederic: Like, how on earth did you guess, yo? By the way, like, where's your neck?
(The scene switches to Annette, who is on a rowboat rowing away from Wawanakwa. All the way from there, she hears Dawn scream)
Annette: That was weird. Oh well, back to pirating. [in a deeper voice] Argh! I'm Annette the pirate, the scoundrelest scoundrel ever to sail the twenty-seven seas! If I sees your ship, consider yourself drowned. If I sees your village, consider it pillaged! Argh! But I've fallen upon tough pirating times! My ship is gone! My first-mate marooned! My crew mutinied! My loot stolen by British navy scum! The only thing I have left is to sing a seas shanty, a little pirate tune, a song of the open ocean! Here goes nothing! Oh, I'm a mighty pirate! Sadly, got no parrot! I'd like to on a pie sit! My last meal was a carrot! All my loot is gone! My great big ship has sunk! I had a flag of bones! And when I drink this rum I'm drunk!
(Annette leans over and takes a sip of the ocean water)
Annette: Blargh! That's not rum! That's apple juice! I'd better just row to the mainland. Hmm, but is it Norway or Sweden? Jamaica or Caribbean? Only one way to find out.
(With that, she starts rowing. The scene switches to Blake, who has entered Chris' trailer, where Heather now resides)
Blake: [speaking to a pile of coats arranged to look like a guard] Uh, can I have an audience with her majesty, Queen Heather?
Heather: [from the other room] Come in, knave!
Blake: Um, hi, well, so, you see, that is-
Heather: WHAT?!
Blake: Sorry, I'm just not really allowed to speak to royalty.
Heather: [gesturing to a table with a giant feast set on it] Eat this cake.
Blake: Is it sugar-free?
Heather: No.
Blake: Then I can't!
Heather: Says you.
(She throws the cake, and it smashes into Blake. He licks his lips, then goes crazy)
Blake: TIME TO AID HER MAJESTY BY USING SCOOTISH EXPLOSIONS!
Heather: Slow down. I knight you, Scottish Blake, so that you can help me with my hosting of this dumb show.
Blake: YESSIR, MAM, QUEENIE!
Heather: You know what, I'm feeling oddly helpful today. In fact, so helpful I'll let you help the others in the challenge.
(Blake nods furiously)
Heather: Now go help everyone break their bones!
Blake: SHOULDN'T BE TOO HARD A TASK FOR ME SCOOTISH DYNAMITE!
(He dashes out of the trailer, a maniacal grin on his face. The scene switches back to Annette)
Annette: So….thirsty….must….find….water….water….water….
(She looks ahead of her, and hallucinates a tropical island)
Annette: Must get there. The stupid satyrs will have water, I know they will.
(She starts rowing, only to seem not to move any closer to the island. Eventually, the mirage fades, and in its place is Frederic the Vampire, hovering in mid-air by flapping his wings)
Annette: Pirates and vampires? What is this, a crossover fan-fic? WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO?!
Frederic: You're so totally annoying. It wasn't worth comin' to this un-rad ocean, for a bit of blood, like. But still, like, vampire's gotta drink blood, huh?
Annette: You mean you'd turn me into a vampire? Yes! Then I'd have a good explanation when I bite people! This is the best day of my life! Thank you, ugly vampire intern! Thank you!
Frederic: Like, word.
(The scene is a very dense part of the woods, almost jungle-like, where undergrowth abounds. Sitting down in the middle of it all is Zeke, his eyes red)
Ezekiel: Separated from civilization….food….other people….chockate milk! It's too much for a Zeke to take, eh!
(He throws down his toque and stomps on it, his skin taking on a greenish tinge)
Ezekiel: I….I….I….grr. Rar!
(He hunches over, and runs away on four legs)
(The scene goes back to Noah's shelter. The hole is a little deeper and has carpets laid in the bottom. Garlic is littered everywhere, and a mini-fridge is in the corner. Owen is using every last drop of his self-control trying not to raid the fridge. Noah has hammered boards together into a platform and is dragging it over when Blake, still crazy and Scottish, walks by)
Blake: AR! NEED HELP BREAKIN' BONES, LASSIE?
Noah: Go away.
Blake: I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES! LET'S START WITH THEM EAR BONES!
(He grabs Noah's ear and starts twisting it)
Noah: Ow! Get off! What is wrong with you?
Blake: QUEENIE SAYS YOU NEED HELP BREAKIN' BONES!
Noah: No I don't.
Owen: Me neither.
Blake: AT LEAST BREAK SOME O' SCOOTISH CARTILAGE!
Noah: No thank you. But Heather probably needs help with the bone-breaking. Why not check with her?
Blake: SURE THING ANNOYING PERSON THANKS FOR THE BAD ADVICE.
(He walks off, back to Heather's trailer)
(The scene shows a peaceful serene landscape, somewhere on the island, with deer running about. All the deer take off after they spot a feral Ezekiel. Missing his toque, shoes, and some of his hair, he walks along slowly on all fours, sniffing the air. His skin is a sickly green, his clothes are ripped and worn, and his toenails have grown into claws)
Ezekiel: Grr….grr.
(He's looking into the sky, where three suspiciously large bats are flying. He growls repeatedly at them, causing them to fly down and bite him. However, he does not become a vampire. Why is unknown, but it probably has something to do with his Ezekiness. The bats eventually give up and fly off, with Zeke running behind them)
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Ezekiel: ROAR! Heh. Grr.
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(The scene goes back to Heather's "palace" trailer, into which Blake has just walked)
Heather: What do you want?
Blake: YARGH GOTTA BREAK THEM BONES!
Heather: What are you talking about? You're supposed to break everyone else's bones.
Blake: DON'T WORRY, IT'S EASY! I ALREADY SET UP THE SCOOTISH DYNAMITE, QUEENIE!
Heather: [as Blake shoves his fingers in his ears] You wouldn't dare-
(The entire trailer explodes and shrapnel flies everywhere. When the dust clears, Blake is still standing there with his fingers in his ears, while Heather is out of sight. The camera zooms to a nearby tree, where Heather seems to have been exploded to)
Heather: [to Blake] HOW DARE YOU! HOW COULD YOU? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! THIS COULDN"T GET ANY WORSE RIGHT NOW!
Blake: [back to normal] Um, mightn't that be used for dramatic irony?
Heather: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU IDIOT?
(Behind her fly Frederic, Annette, and Dawn, all vampires, with Zombie Zeke still on their tail. Heather pauses her yelling long enough to turn around and see them. She screams and runs past Blake, who is hiding under the remains of a sofa. The psycho group chases her into the woods, and they all disappear from sight)
Blake: That was so coincidental as to be almost unrealistic.
(As soon as he finishes his sentence, the ground underneath him collapses, and he falls down, down, down, into a dark pit)
Blake: Geez, now what? A dungeon?
(Looking around, he sees stone walls to three sides of him, bars to the other, a floor of hay, and chains on the wall with a skeleton hanging down from them)
Blake: You've got to be kidding me. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH THIS ISLAND?!
(The screen shifts to the megaphone, where Heather's voice rings out, sounding scared and exhausted)
Heather: [megaphone] This is your queen speaking. I was just chased by vampires and a feral idiot and none of you did anything about it! Luckily, I'm smart enough to deal with situations like that by myself. What I'm saying is, the broken bones challenge has ended. Feel free to keep on breaking your bones if you want. The new challenge is….CATCH THOSE FREAKING VAMPIRES! That's all for now, knaves.
(Scene shows Lightning, marching toward the exploded trailer. Once he gets there, he stares in shock at the wreckage)
Lightning: Aw man! How do I conquer an explosion? Sha-think, Lightning, sha-think.
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Lightning: Sha-boom-boom?
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(Staci is seen in the island's graveyard, hurriedly brushing the dirt and dust off a tombstone)
Staci: I'll find proof of my ancestors, if it's the last thing I do!
(Scene goes to the rooftop of the cabins. Crawling up the side are the three vampires; Frederic, Dawn, and Annette. They reach the top and peer over, where they see Noah and Owen finishing their shelter, Lightning marching around, feral Zeke chasing random small animals, and Heather hiding in the mess hall)
Frederic: Tonight, we attack. The campers won't know what hit them.
TO BE CONTINUED….
Author's Note: This isn't an episode split into two parts, it's really to be continued, like 'Mutiny on the Soundstage' and The 'Aftermath: IV'. However, it will be continued in Episode Seven, as the next episode is an aftermath!
Eliminated: Izzy, Mike, Zoey
Crazy Crazies: Annette, Lightning, Staci
Psycho Psychos: Blake, Dawn, Ezekiel, Noah, Owen
Host/Queen: Heather
Sorry this chapter was so short. I wanted it to have a dramatic ending. Expect an update in a week or so, and don't forget to review and vote on the poll!
~TheImpossiblyAwesomeWriter
Next Time: As Izzy discovers a secret passage, the first aftermath begins! More drama is unearthed than ever before, and the psychoness of the island is discussed.