Disclaimer: I do not own TDI, but I do own an extremely nice massage chair which I use when I type

It was 12:00 a.m. when they arrived at the airport. The dark outside was blighting any type of vision, thus making it hard to see the limo in wait for the pair. When Chris finally found the car, both guys hopped in.

'Okay dude, the campers should be in bed by now, when we get there, I'm going to wake everyone up, and for your protection, and I advise you to stay hidden.' Chris explained.

'Alright'

The pair sat in silence until they arrived at the docks. Again Henry got the chump seat while Chris was treated to dinner and a freaking massage! Henry thought sweetly of revenge as he shifted his luggage so nothing would fall overboard. The sun was rising as they FINALLY reached the island.

'Damn slow ass boat'

'Quit your whining and get going dude! The campers are going to be ticked since it ain't challenge day and I still have to wake' em up early!'

Henry mad a mad dash to the dining hall, he quietly slide into the back where he sat down. No one better say who the hell are you, Henry said to himself quietly.

(10 minutes later)

Henry was sipping a coffee as the unconscious body of Chef began to stir. The military man woke up with a start and clutched a butcher knife in one hand.

'What happened? All I remember was you asking for a coffee, and then I snickered and tried throwing a knife at you, next thing I know I feel like a bulldozer ran over me'

'You banged your head on a pan when you turned around' Henry replied as he silently snickered.

(Flashback)

Henry was sitting there, falling asleep every few seconds and then waking up in a start. He had asked Chef for a mug of Joe, but got a knife thrown at him. When Chef turned around and snickered, Henry calmly caught the knife between his fingers and silently crept up to the man, and used one of the frying pans hanging around to bash the man unconscious. He then replaced the knife and stole the mug of coffee Chef was making.

(End flashback)

Henry just kept sipping the coffee while Chef narrowed his eyes and decided to keep an eye on this new camper. Just then, the campers barged through the door and made their way over to the tables. Henry was hidden by the shadows so none of the campers could see him when he stood still. Some were mumbling about breakfast while others had their heads on the table. The stuck-up girl was talking to the dumb blond and the geek, while the crazy girl was trying VERY hard to resist the lighter and pile of wood stocked nearby. Fatty was screaming for food, while the goth and musician were talking. Henry turned his attention towards the Killer Bass. The party dude was talking about random junk and talking with surfer girl, the jock was trying to get the dumb blonds' attention, the two BFFF (You should known what this means, if not refer to the end) were chatting up a storm and ogling the pretty boy on the other team. The Mohawk camper was messing with the geek while the C.I.T. girl was telling him how cruel he was.

Finally Chris entered, and the campers started to fire questions.

'Why do we have to be up so early in the morning!??'

'Where's breakfast?'

'What are you scheming Chris?'

'Is this another challenge?'

'Can I go to the bathroom?'

'Why do you keep smiling like that?!!!'

Chris held up his hands for silence, no one complied. Chris then stuffed in ear plugs and raised an air horn; Henry was quick enough to get the idea and did the same thing, as did Chef. Chris then, put a megaphone to the mouth of the horn and fired it away. 10 minutes later, 10 campers were on the ground, 5 were rocking back and forth in the fetal position, 4 were cradling their heads, and 2 were standing up with shaky legs. The Mohawk camper was first to recover, he then proceeded to shout as Chris pulled out his ear plugs.

'What the hell is your problem man?! I just woke up with a headache and thanks to you; it just got worse for the both of us.

The camper then starts to advance towards Chris while cracking his knuckles. Chris took an uneasy step back and held up his hands for him to stop.

'Whoa dude, no need for you to get all emotional! I just wanted to tell you guys that someone will be joining your team.'

'Well, where is he?!'

'Over there in the back, (idiot) '

All 21 campers turn there heads to where Chris motioned, there stood Henry twirling a knife and pistol, smiling as he was finally noticed. Some campers gasped, others stood up, then stuck girl said 'who the hell are you?!' Henry cursed irony and continued to twirl his weapons; he started walking forward, oblivious to the stares and glares aimed at him. He stopped next to Chris and waited for the host to get on with it.

'Killer Bass, meet your replacement camper, due to this dude's awesome audition tape, the producers thought it would a waste to reject this dude and so, he was put on hold. When the first camper was kicked off, this dude would replace him, on which ever team. Anyways, I'm gonna just let him talk about himself and jet, see ya!'

Chris then turned around and ran away to the secret spot. Henry watched him go then turned around to come within inches of kissing the camper in front of him. It was the delinquent.

'A replacement camper, I dunno, you don't seem anymore useful than that other kid we voted off the other night.' Duncan said with a glare.

Henry had required the names of the campers when he heard them talking.

'Well, screw you then, I'm staying whether or not you like it.'

'Big words from a weak looking guy, let's see if you can really do something!'

Duncan let his fist fly, aimed at Henry's face, when he said the last sentence. Henry easily blocked it, and then used his pistol to knock Duncan's hand away. This stopped the delinquent from continuing his assault.

'Well, you got balls, I'll give you that. I think you might be useful after all'

The rest of the Killer Bass strode over and started a chat with the newcomer. Henry was in the middle of saying how he learned to twirl with both hands without trying when Heather spoke up.

'This is unacceptable! How come you guys get a new camper just like that! There is no way you are going to stay here!'

'Well, seeing as you don't like competition and want me gone, how about this, I'll jump off the cliff blindfolded and if I survive I stay, if not, I'm either chum or in the ER'

Heather seemed to accept the idea

'Fine, its settle, I jump off the cliff blindfolded to decide if I stay or not!'

A/N: BFFF=Best Female Friends Forever

Well, second chapter is here, and man is it long! I was thinking of what to type for the story and came up all the way to the dodge ball episode, so I upload those later when I can. Remember, this is my first story so try not to judge to harsh and give some tips.