I do not own Total Drama

As I sat in the back of this mysterious vehicle, one question struck my mind.

"Why me?"

I understand that Canada's population isn't terribly large, but what made me stand out from everyone else? I haven't seen very much of the actual show and I wasn't interested in going into film. So why didn't they pick some fans who would die for such a position.

I began to to recollect my past to see where I may have faltered.

Word of Total Drama Island airing spread through the nation. Commercials popped up all over Fresh TV, where the show would air. News and radio stations talked about it as well. And it was especially known in my hometown of Lundar; a small town in Manitoba.

Gwen Birch, a teenager who lived two streets down from me, had been selected as a cast member. Of course, it became the townsfolk's duty to exploit the girl as much as possible before she left for what we believed to be a five-star resort. For some reason, though, she didn't appear very enthusiastic about getting accepted and even less so about the local publicity.

But she wasn't the only local who would be leaving. Josh Triton, another teenager, would be an intern. He was always interested into going into film and this was the major intern opportunity for someone under eighteen. So it was obvious that he would sign up as it could lead to a scholarship and would guarantee valuable experience.

To my surprise, the vehicle stopped as I pondered this. We all sat in silence as we heard muffled footsteps get closer to us.

Then the doors flung open and Chef stood alone.

"Get out!"

We obeyed his order as we filed out. The setting was completely different from the previous one. We found ourselves in the middle of a lush forest with towering trees. I wasn't sure where we were, but I scarcely remember hearing about Camp Wawanakwa.

"Follow me!"

The bunch of us started to follow the bulky man through the woods. This couldn't have been Wawanakwa; it was a nuclear wasteland. This form of life couldn't exist in such a place.

I then noticed that we started to head uphill. The trees were becoming higher, and the climb was becoming difficult. The steepness of this hill was almost too extreme for me to travel upon. My legs were burning like the sun. I wanted to think that Chef was going to stop, but he didn't. Given his strength, he could walk up such a slope forever and given his personality, he wouldn't stop for any of us.

The path did flatten out eventually, to my relief. I was ready to collapse at that point. But then I looked around and noticed that the surface that we were standing upon was no more than thirty feet wide. I wanted to investigate, but was interrupted by Chef's overpowering voice.

"I have brought you spineless pussies up here today to test out the first challenge. This time tomorrow, the contestants for the new season of Total Drama will be here to do this. First, I'm going to divide you into two teams. So get into two groups."

We all separated into our groups, however one was clearly bigger than the other.

"Make them even!"

Some of us, including myself, joined the smaller group. I wasn't sure if it were even, but it looked good enough for Chef.

"Now you will each take turns sending one person to jump off this cliff."

My heart jumped. I had heard about this challenge from the first season of Total Drama from my friends. This seemed most definitely like the infamous Camp Wawanakwa.

"On the lake floor, there will be many keys. One of which will be the key to the spa hotel. Now since I'm lazy, I'm only going to have a few of you jump. So..."

The dark man looked from one of us and decided to pick a random man from the other team. This man had short black hair and had a normal stature.

He proceeded timidly to the edge of the cliff and looked over. Chef used this opportunity to push the man off.

We then heard a loud scream that slowly became softer and softer. I pushed everyone aside to get to the front of the crowd. I had to see what I was in for.

As Chef had said, there was a lake over that cliff. The jump looked death defying.

I was able to briefly see the man before he crashed into the water. After a few seconds, I heard some barely audible screams and splashes and then the water started to be stained with red. Blood.

"Well, looks like we need another jumper. Maybe someone who can actually get a key!"

The pressure was just too much for me and I panicked.

I let out a large scream in terror before running back down the hill. My legs were still sore from the climb, but I didn't care.

But it didn't matter. I was thrown to the ground. I hit hard. Chef had a tight grip on me and he started to take me back to the top.

"Looks like we got ourselves a volunteer!" he yelled.

I squirmed in his arms to try to break his grip, but it wasn't affected by even my greatest efforts.

I got a shaky view of the lake before the man threw me off.