Okay, before I start the chapter, all I want to say is I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I've had a major case of writer's block all this week and last week and had no idea what to write. So again, I'm very sorry for the long wait. Now on with the story. I don't own any of the characters in this story.
Ten years later…
In a dirty kitchen, on the island of Camp Wawanakwa, a black man named Chef Hatchet was painting on the wall, with paint balls. One of the paintings showed a young woman with black and teal hair.
"My, Gwen, you are growing to be the new director, day by day." Chef Hatchet said, smiling proudly. Then he turned to the second painting, his smile turning into a frown.
This painting showed a young man with black hair and a green Mohawk. "And Duncan, every day Heather fills your heart with hatred instead of love." Chef set his paint balls down on the counter, and said, "I'm worried, Chris. Things aren't going too well."
Suddenly the kitchen window above the sink opened, by the wind. Chef Hatchet turned away from his painting and walked to the window. He looked up at the sky, knowing that Chris was giving him a message. "Do you have a plan?" Chef Hatchet asked.
The wind blew past Chef Hatchet and toward the counter, where a coconut with a happy face on it, laid. The wind pushed the coconut to the floor, breaking it in half. Chef walked to the broken coconut and picked it up, one half in each hand.
Then he looked in between the two coconut pieces and toward the two paintings. As he slowly moved the two coconut pieces towards each other, he asked to himself, "Gwen and Duncan? Together?" Once the coconut was put together as one, Chef looked back at the window, and said, "This is your plan? Are you crazy? This will never work." Chef yelled, throwing the coconut down, breaking it in two once again.
Suddenly, a strong wind came through the window and toward Chef. Chef raised his hands in defense, then said in defeat, "Okay! Okay! I'll try to make it happen. But I'm still not sure if this is going to work." Chef said, looking through the window and into the sky. "I just you know what you're doing!"
Meanwhile, in an abandoned building, a woman stood in front of a teenage boy. Criminals and other delinquents were around the boy too. The woman had long, black hair and was smiling, evilly. She started to laugh, as she walked around the boy. "You are ready."
The boy was staring straight at the wall, his mouth forming a scowl. "Now what is your destiny?" The woman asked.
"I will avenge Alejandro, and take my place as director." The boy said, his eyes not moving from the wall.
"Who is the enemy?" The woman asked the boy.
"Trent." The boy replied back, his eyes narrowing into slits.
The woman stopped in front of the boy, and asked, forcefully, "Now what must you do?"
"I must kill him." The boy said, angrily. Everyone cheered, while the woman laughed.
The next day, Trent was waiting nervously outside his mansion. Other people were there, including Noah, Owen, Cody, and even Chef Hatchet. Today Gwen was going to start driving on her own.
Trent looked toward the front door, and saw Courtney walking out of the mansion and toward him. Courtney continued to walk to Trent until she was beside him. "It'll be fine." Courtney reassured him, smiling. Trent smiled back.
Suddenly, the door to the mansion opened, revealing a 16-year old girl. Everyone awed in amazement, while Chef merely nodded his head, and smiled. The girl was thin; she had short, black hair with teal streaks. Her skin was pale white, while her body was covered in goth colors. This young woman was Gwen.
Trent smiled as he watched his daughter walk out of the mansion. Gwen waved and smiled at her friends and family.
Gwen heard comments from her mother's friends. "My have you grown." "You look so beautiful." "Wow." Gwen smiled, revealing her perfect, white teeth, as she walked up to her mother and father.
Courtney walked up to Gwen, and hugged her, tightly. "I'm so proud of you." She said, smiling, with tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
"Thanks Mom." Gwen said, smiling back at her. Then she turned to her father, who was looking the other way, nervously. "Dad?" Trent broke out of his trance, and looked toward Gwen. "You're going to have to let me do this on my own. Promise?" Gwen said, looking at Trent with pleading eyes.
Trent sighed and said, smiling, "Okay. I promise." Gwen smiled, and hugged him. Gwen let go of her father, and watched him give her the keys to a Ford 1967 Mustang. Gwen took the keys and ran to her car. She'd dreamed of having one all her life.
Gwen got in the car, buckled up, and drove off. Once she was out of plain sight, Courtney and the others walked inside the mansion. Trent walked toward Owen and Noah, and grabbed the collars of their shirts, stopping them from proceeding into the house. "What is it?" Noah asked.
"Go follow Gwen and make sure nothing bad happens." Trent whispered, giving Noah the keys to his car. Noah and Owen smiled, then ran to Trent's car. Once they were in, they drove in the direction Gwen went, while Trent walked into the mansion.
Meanwhile, in the abandoned building, Harold and Eva were gathering supplies. "Come on, Harold. Gwen's probably already left. Have you found them yet?" Eva asked, angrily.
Harold was looking through some boxes, and replied back, "Do you know how hard it is to find small lighters? If only Heather trusted us with them, then we wouldn't be in this mess." Suddenly, Harold was shoved to the sideline by Eva.
"Move it. I'll find them." Eva said, then looked through another box and immediately found two lighters. "Here." She said, giving a lighter to Harold. "Now let's go!" Then Eva ran out of the building and into the streets with Harold following.
With Noah and Owen, they had lost Gwen. "Where could she have gone?" Noah asked, as he stopped the car. Owen shrugged while eating a random sandwich. Noah looked in the rearview mirror, and saw someone walking towards them. Noah almost choked on his saliva when he saw who it was.
Gwen stared angrily at Noah, and said, "I knew someone was stalking me! What are you doing here?"
"Well, you see, it's your father." Noah said.
"I knew it." Gwen scoffed. "I knew he couldn't trust me."
"It's not that, Gwen. He just doesn't want you to get hurt." Noah said, but Gwen didn't want to hear it. Gwen walked away from the car and to her own. Then she quickly started the car and drove away. Noah gasped and drove after her, but he was too late. They had lost her again.
"Someone needs to put a tracking device on that goth." Noah told Owen, full of frustration, then he continued to drive down streets and corners.
Meanwhile Gwen was driving down a street of the sets of Total Drama, far away from Noah and Owen. Gwen muttered things under her breath, including words that would be censored out. Without Gwen noticing, a delinquent set down a scared, little puppy in the middle of the street Gwen was driving and ran off.
Gwen continued to drive until she saw a puppy in the middle of the street. Gwen gasped in fear and quickly hit the brakes. The car stopped right in front of the puppy. Gwen quickly got out of the car and to the puppy. Frightened, the puppy ran a few feet, away from Gwen. Gwen walked toward the puppy, and said, "It's okay. I won't hurt you." Then she kneeled down to the puppy, and started to pet it. The puppy looked up at her, happily, and licked her hand. Gwen smiled.
Suddenly, Gwen heard a car door slam, and she turned around. Her car came to life and drove away. "My car!" Gwen yelled, running toward the moving vehicle. Then she stopped, after seeing that it was already gone. "Great. Just great."
Gwen looked down, sadly, and walked into one of the sets. She sat down on a director's chair and sighed, heavily. "How am I going to explain this to Dad? The first day I get a car, I get carjacked. Dad will definitely trust me now."
Meanwhile, Harold and Eva had watched Gwen walk into the set. "Good. Now let's go." Eva said, running toward the set, and closing the door. Gwen turned to see someone closing the door, and ran to it. The door was locked, then she smelled something. It was the smell of smoke! Eva and Harold took the lighters and lit the set on fire! Then they quickly ran away from the scene.
Gwen screamed in terror, and tried opening the door one more time. It wouldn't budge. Gwen started coughing, from all the smoke, and yelled, "Help! Somebody! Help! I'm trapped!" Gwen continued to cough, while looking for a window or door.
Unknown to Gwen, two people were watching the burning set. One was a punk with a green mohawk and the other was a tall woman with long, black hair. "Harold and Eva have done their duty. Now go!" The woman yelled, pointing at the fire. The punk ran away from her and toward the set.
Meanwhile, Trent was inside the mansion, pacing nervously, with Cody accompanying him. "Come on, Trent. Nothing bad will happen. She's just driving toward the sets and back." Cody said.
Suddenly, something caught his eye from the window. Trent ran toward the window and saw dark smoke rising to the sky from one of the sets. "No. No! Gwen!" Trent yelled, running out of the mansion and toward the sets. Cody gasped, seeing the smoke as well and ran outside, along with other people, including Courtney.
"Cody! Drive ahead! Find her!" Trent ordered.
"On it!" Cody said, putting on a helmet. Then he drove toward the sets on a white Moped. Everyone else either ran toward the sets or was calling 911.
In the burning set, Gwen was still trying to find an exit, but still had no luck. Gwen grabbed her throat and coughed, fiercely. Suddenly, Gwen blacked out and fell to the ground.
The punk continued to slam the locked door with his shoulder, until it finally opened. The punk ran inside, but was welcomed with smoke and flames everywhere. The punk dodged all obstacles and looked for Gwen. Then he found her, lying on the ground.
Gwen heard running footsteps coming toward her. Gwen looked up for a second, seeing a tall, dark figure standing over her. Then she blacked out again.
The punk kneeled down to her, and grabbed her wrist. He could still feel her pulse. Then he looked around, making sure nobody was watching him, then he picked her up, bridal style.
The punk ran back toward the door but it was surrounded with flames. The punk growled, angrily and ran to find another exit. He was having no luck, until he found one in the corner of the set. The punk dodged the flames and was almost hit by a falling light that was on fire. Then the punk pushed on the door. This door was locked too!
The punk looked at it, then used his shoulder once again to open it. Suddenly, the door opened, causing the punk to fall, and Gwen fall out of his arms and onto the hard ground. Cody drove past the burning set, and saw the punk crawl over to Gwen's lifeless body, and gasped. "I've got to tell Trent!" Then he drove away.
The punk crawled over to Gwen and picked her up again. Then set her down a few yards away from the burning set. Gwen started gulping in massive amounts of air, and coughed, lightly. She opened her eyes to see a teenage boy looking down at her. The boy had teal eyes, a green mohawk, and had piercings all over his face. "Where am I?" Gwen asked.
"You're safe from the fire." The boy said, proudly.
Confused, Gwen stood up and glared at the boy. "What? Why did you bring me here? Who do you think you are?"
The boy looked at her, amazed, and said, "I think I just saved your life. A thank you needs to be given here."
"I'm not giving you anything, since I was doing great on my own." Gwen said.
The boy scoffed, and said, "Yeah. Tell that to your lifeless body that was just in that building." Gwen continued to glare at the boy, then she tried to walk away. But the boy wouldn't allow it.
Gwen scoffed and tried to walk the other way, but again the boy wouldn't allow her. "What are you doing?" The boy asked, confused.
Gwen's scowl turned into a grin, as she remembered that quote, and asked, "Duncan?" The boy smiled at Gwen. Suddenly Gwen turned away from Duncan and to the sound of her name.
"Gwen!" Trent said, running toward her, then he saw who she was with, and glared at Duncan. Courtney was behind Trent and ran to her daughter, hugging her.
"Gwen! You're okay!" Courtney said, then she let go of her daughter, as Gwen started to speak.
"Dad, how could you have Owen and Noah follow me? You promised!" Gwen said, angrily and a little heartbroken.
"Because I love you, and I want to protect you! And as of now, no more driving. That's final!" Trent told Gwen.
"DAD!" Gwen yelled, her fists clenching together. "I was doing just fine, until Duncan-!"
"Duncan?" Trent asked, then turned toward Duncan, who was glaring at him.
Suddenly, a voice was heard. "Hey you!" Everyone turned to see Chef Hatchet, sitting on the roof of one of the sets. Again, how he got up there in his stage, I'll never know. "How dare you save Trent's daughter!" Chef yelled down at them.
Trent looked at Duncan, in surprise. "You saved Gwen? Why?"
Duncan bowed on one knee, and said, "Please. I have left Heather and the other criminals. I wish to get a job here and to be a part of the Total Drama family."
"No. Never." Trent said, walking away, but was stopped by Cody.
"But Trent, you do kinda owe him. He did save Gwen from the fire. The least you can do is give him a job and a home." Cody said, with Trent glaring down at him.
Trent sighed, and said, "I reserve judgment, but until then, you can live on our property." Then he walked away with everyone else following him, except Gwen and Duncan. Duncan smiled at Gwen, as she smiled back at him, then she followed the others. Duncan followed her, and to himself, he smiled evilly.
There you go. And again, I am very sorry for not updating very quickly! Hopefully, you guys can forgive me. I hope you liked the chapter and please review.