On the pier of Camp Wawanakwa stands a single man. That man is the one and (thankfully) only, Chris MacLaen.
"Hey, I heard that," says Chris. "Ahem. Welcome to the new season of Total Drama. This season, rather than bring back the old cast and torture them for the summer like we normally do, we decided to rip apart the fabric of the universe, or should we say, universes, and bring people in from different dimensions to torture for the summer. They will be competing for their freedom, and a cash prize of one million dollars . . . or whatever form of currency they use. They will be staying at this run down summer camp, which was recently retired from being a toxic waste dump. Twenty contestants, one winner, who will it be? We'll soon find out. In fact, here comes the first one." Off in the distance, a boat could be seen approaching the island. "Our first contestant is the host of the popular Internet show, iCarly. Don't worry, she can't take my job. I'm too good. Please welcome, Carly."
The boat stops at the pier, and Carly steps off. "Alright, time to rock . . . this crummy old summer camp?"
"Yep," replied Chris.
"I left my show in the hands of Sam & Spencer for this?" demanded Carly.
"Don't worry, I'm sure they won't screw the show up too badly while you're gone," said Chris.
"I'm not so sure," said Carly, as Chris pushed her to the end of the pier.
"Our next contestant is a member of the Tantalus Theatre Group and was originally created to destroy the world. Well, as long as he doesn't destroy my quarters there shouldn't be a problem. Please welcome, Zidane."
Another boat pulls up, and Zidane steps off. "Hey Chris, what's up man?" he said, walking past Chris quite close.
"Oh, you know, hosting a reality show and . . . hey, where's my wallet?" said Chris, patting his pockets.
Zidane chuckled to himself, and took Chris's wallet out of his pocket. "Man, I'm good," he said, throwing it back to him.
"You're not making a good first impression, you know," said Chris, opening his wallet. "Especially because you took the money out of here."
Zidane laughed to himself again, and took Chris's money out of his pocket, handing it back without a word.
"All of it," said Chris sternly.
Still laughing, Zidane handed back the remainder of Chris's money before walking to the end of the pier. "Hey, beautiful," said Zidane when he saw Carly.
"Who brought the talking monkey?" asked Carly.
"Hey, you wanna see what I can do with this tail?" asked Zidane, ignoring Carly's comment.
"We're being broadcast in Alexandria," called Chris from the other end of the pier. Immediately, Zidane shut up and looked away.
"That's better," said Chris. "Our next contestant wants to be the very best, like no-one ever was. He's collected over forty badges from gyms across the world, please welcome Ash." Another boat pulled up, and Ash stepped off with his Pikachu.
"Hey Chris, it's great to be here at . . . hey, what's that thing?" asked Ash, grabbing out his Pokédex.
"Seagull, a non-Pokémon," said the Pokédex's robotic voice. "A seagull is an animal with no huge impact on society. This one appears to have a plastic ring around its neck."
"A seagull, eh?" said Ash. "I haven't caught one of those. I choose you, Pikachu."
"Pika, pika," said Pikachu, stepping forward.
"Pikachu, use Thunderbolt," said Ash, pointing at the seagull.
"Pi-ka-CHU!" cried Pikachu, as a blast of electricity shots from Pikachu's cheeks, immediately zapping the seagull.
"Go, Pokéball," called Ash, throwing the ball out at the bird. The ball hit the seagull right in the wing, before bouncing off harmlessly.
"What the?" asked Ash, stunned. "It can't possibly have much health left, it's a flying type."
"That's not a Pokémon, Ash," said Chris. "That's an animal, this world's equivalent of Pokémon, except we don't brutally torture them and seal them in confined spaces. Which reminds me, we'll have to edit this footage out of the final cut or we'll be axed. Now, go stand with the other contestants." Chris pointed to the end of the pier, and Ash joined the other two.
"Now, for our next contestant," said Chris. "Her application says that she's a va . . ."
". . . mpire who can see the future based on what you decide," said a woman, stepping off the boat that had just pulled up.
"Uh . . . yeah," said Chris. "Well, as long as The . . . "
". . . Volturi don't find out about this she should be fine. Please welcome Alice," said Alice, smiling smugly to herself.
"Please sto . . . "
". . . p doing that," finished Alice. "I'll think about it." With that, she walked down to the end of the pier with the others.
"Hey beautiful," said Zidane, turning his attention to the newcomer.
"Stop," said Alice, holding up her hand. "Number one: I'm married. Number two: Jasper could literally tear you limb from limb. Number three: Dagger is already planning to beat you senseless for hitting on Carly." Zidane flinched, and said nothing more.
"Our next contestant became a member of Ouran Academy's Host Club when she accidentally broke a vase," said Chris. "You can only imagine what she had to break to get on this show. Please welcome Haruhi." Another boat pulled up, and Haruhi stepped off.
"Finally, a means of paying off that vase," said Haruhi. "Unless they decide to add on more cash for taking time off like this." Haruhi walked to the end of the pier and joined the other contestants. "Hi everyone."
The two guys greeted Haruhi, while Alice leaned over to Carly and whispered in her ear. "That's the first female contestant Zidane hasn't hit on."
"Maybe he hasn't realised yet," Carly replied.
"Realised what?" asked Zidane.
"Nothing," said Alice and Carly in unison.
"Our next contestant is known as an Abhorsen," said Chris. "This means she keeps the dead in death, using the bunch of magical bells. I don't get it either. Please welcome, Sabriel." Sabriel stepped off the boat, and it immediately pulled away. "So, Sabriel," said Chris. "I have to ask: magic bells?"
"Yes. They have the power to control what you do. If you want, I can send you so far into death you'll never come back," replied Sabriel.
"Um . . . no thanks," said Chris, moving Sabriel along.
"Don't even think about it Zidane," said Alice, seeing Zidane's mouth open as he prepared to hit on the new arrival.
"Our next contestant is the leader of the McKinley High New Directions. She knows more Broadway musicals than actually exist, please welcome Rachel."
Rachel steps off the boat just as it takes off. "This is so exciting," said Rachel. "I get to show off my talents on TV. Granted, it's a small time reality show, but it's a start."
"Thanks. I've won Gemmy's for this show," said Chris, with an annoyed tone. "Now, go join your fellow contestants."
"Same goes for this one Zidane," said Alice as Zidane opened his mouth.
"How do you keep doing that?" said Zidane, to which Alice just grinned smugly.
"Next up in this freak show of a cast we have a boy who couldn't carry out every kid's dream of killing his headmaster, even though he was contracted to do so," said Chris. "His father's probably gonna hear about this. Please welcome, Draco."
Instead of a boat turning up, Draco glided down on his broomstick to land on the pier. "You better believe my father's going to hear about this," said Draco. "You made me sound like a loser. I am not Potter."
"Whatever loser," said Chris. "Get over there with the other losers."
"HEY!" was the cry from the contestants on the pier as Draco joined them.
"Our next contestant is one of the last dragon riders in existence," said Chris. "That alone makes him awesome. Please welcome Murtagh."
Similar to Draco, Murtagh did not appear on a boat, but came by air. Unlike Draco, Murtagh arrived on a large red dragon. The dragon landed on the pier, and the wood underneath it groaned like it would give way. "Thorn, you may want to move," said Murtagh. "By the looks of it, this wood won't hold your weight. Must be getting old."
"Actually, we fixed this dump up especially for the show," said Chris. "Well, the interns did at least. Surprisingly few of them ended up in the ER this time. Anyway, move your lizard."
You do know I can burn this entire camp down, said a voice in the minds of all those present.
"Whoa, did your giant Charizard just talk?" said Ash, stunned at what just happened.
"What the heck's a Charizard?" asked Haruhi, still unable to process all the weird stuff that had happened in the last few minutes.
"Moving on," said Chris. "Our next contestant can kill you just by knowing your name and face. Of course, he also needs access to a pen and paper. Please welcome Light." The next boat pulled up, and Light stepped off.
"Hello Chris," said Light. "It is an honour and a privilege to finally meet you in person."
"Thanks Light, but you still need to compete for the money," said Chris.
"We'll see about that," muttered Light as he walked past.
"What was that?" asked Chris.
"Nothing," said Light, evil looking grin on his face.
"Right. . ." said Chris, confused. "Our next contestant is too old to compete at the moment, so back in 1985 we set it up so he could compete. He should be arriving right about. . ." as Chris spoke, a DeLorean skidded to a halt on the pier. "Now," finished Chris, opening the door. "Please welcome, Marty."
Marty stepped out of the car, and looked around confused. "Hey Doc, I don't think we're in Hill Valley anymore," he said into the car.
Dr Emmett Brown stepped out too, also confused. "Where, and when, are we?" he asked.
"Well, you see, back in 1985, one of my producers mentioned that he was playing around with your car, and we reserved this island for when you finally got here," said Chris, walking up to the two time travellers.
"Who the heck are you?" asked Doc Brown.
"Who cares?" asked Marty. "Doc, get this thing up to 88 miles an hour and we can get outta here."
"Now would be a good time to reveal that I stole your flux capacitor," said Chris, and held it up for all to see.
"How did you do that?" asked Doc Brown.
"You weren't paying attention to me," said Chris. "Speaking of paying, Marty, you can potentially win one million dollars when you compete here. . ."
"Who cares? We have places to be. . ." started Doc Brown, before being interrupted by Marty.
"One million dollars? I'm so in," said Marty, running down to the end of the pier with the other contestants.
"Marty, wait," called Doc Brown, as he was dragged off by a large security guard. Meanwhile, one of the producers jumped into the DeLorean and quickly got it up to 88 miles an hour, disappearing and leaving only a trail of flames.
"Wow, I thought I'd have to resort to calling him chicken," said Chris. "Our next contestant is the daughter of the goddess of wisdom. Clearly, she didn't get her brains from her mother, otherwise she wouldn't have signed up for this show. Please welcome, Annabeth."
The boat pulled up to the dock, but no-one stepped off. After ten seconds, Chris couldn't stand it. "Hey Annabeth, you coming out here or not?"
"I'm already here," said a girl's voice, causing everyone present to jump.
"Oh, I get it, she has an Invisibility Cloak," said Draco. "That Potter kid has one too,"
Suddenly, Annabeth appeared on the dock out of nowhere. "Actually, it's more like a cap," said Annabeth, joining the other contestants.
"Okay . . . our next contestant loves swords and adventuring, and is NOT involved in some kind of internet comic strip. He'll be arriving right about . . ." Again, the DeLorean appeared on the dock. "Now. Please welcome Finn."
The door opened up, and Finn stepped out. "Whoa," he said. "I didn't know there were other humans."
"In this time there is," said Chris. "Our producer used The Doc's DeLorean to retrieve you from the future."
"Then, that means, I can warn you all about the war that wipes out humanity and save the world," said Finn.
"Sorry dude, but that would cause a rip in the space time continuum," said Chris.
"And bringing me back didn't?" said Finn. "I've got to at least try." Finn ran up the pier and grabbed Alice's shoulders. "You've got to listen to me. Every human, including you, will be killed if you . . ."
"Let me stop you there," said Alice. "I'm a vampire. I won't be killed by a mortal war."
"Oh . . . okay," said Finn, turning to Murtagh. "You can help me . . ."
"Sorry, I'm a dragon rider, which technically isn't human," said Murtagh.
Finn sighed. "Is anyone here actually human?" asked Finn, frustrated.
"Nope, Genome," said Zidane.
"Wizard," said Draco.
"Demigod," said Annabeth.
"I'll help you," said Light, stepping forward. "I have a little something that will allow me to stop anyone who might start a war. Instantly."
"Thank you sir," said Finn, bowing down in front of him. "I am forever in your debt, mister . . ."
"Please, just call me Light," said Light, smiling politely or evilly, depending what angle you looked at him from.
"Our next contestant has survived several fights to the death," said Chris. "You'd think she had enough of brutal competition by now. Please welcome Katniss."
Another boat pulled up, and Katniss stepped off. "Well, it certainly beats The Capital," she said. "And the arenas. Especially because there aren't horrible creatures threatening to kill you."
"Haha, yeah, of course not," said Chris, as Katniss joined the other contestants. "Our next contestant may be the most dangerous in the competition, because she's an eleven year old assassin. Please welcome, Mindy." A girl jumped off the next boat and immediately grabbed the front of Chris's shirt.
"Hey *beep*," she growled. "You better *beep* call me Hit-Girl *beep*, or I'll *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeep* then mail it to your mother." As she was saying this, each person present gasped in shock.
"Okay . . ." said Chris, still in shock. "Not sure I really want to know how you'd get a watermelon to fit." Unsure of what else to say, he let Hit-Girl past. "Our next contestant has cut the head off a statue, foiled a criminal mastermind about a dozen times, and sung in a boy band. And what's really amazing, he's only ten years old. Please welcome, Bart." Another boat pulls up, and Bart jumps off. "Bart. What's up dude?"
"Yeah, yeah. Great to be here at . . ." Bart suddenly looked up at a sign with the name of the camp. "Camp Wawanakwa? I thought I was going to Kamp Krusty."
"This place is even better," said Chris. "Can you win one million dollars at Kamp Krusty?"
"You can from the lawsuits," replied Bart, joining the other competitors.
"Moving on," said Chris. "Our next competitor supports his best friend in all situations, including fighting his new girlfriend's seven evil exes. Well, sort of. Please welcome, Wallace."
The next boat pulls up, and Wallace gets off. "Wow, really? I signed up to spend my summer at some crappy camp?" asked Wallace.
"Whoa man. Can we say crap on this show?" asked Bart.
"Who *beep* cares?" replied Hit-Girl.
"And we can say *beep*?" asked Bart.
"I've been here twelve seconds, and already I've seen two pre-teens say the word *beep*," said Wallace. "I think I'm gonna love it here."
"And our censor is going to love being paid by the *beep*," said Chris as Wallace walked past to join the other competitors. "Our next competitor normally competes in the Dead or Alive fighting tournament. So what's she doing here? We told her that her runaway shinobi sister was hiding here. Please welcome, Ayane."
The next boat pulls up, and Ayane jumps off from the front and lands on the pier, doing several flips in the process. "Alright, where is she?" said Ayane, grabbing the front of Chris's shirt.
"Not here," said Chris. "We just told you that so you'd compete."
Ayane glared at Chris, before throwing his up in the air. As Chris was about to hit the pier, Ayane began spinning around, fists extended. Each time she spun around, a fist connected with him. After several turns, Ayane did a backflip, kicking Chris in the process.
WE ARE EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES. PLEASE STAND BY.
The scene returns, with Chris's face covered in several bruises, and Ayane being restrained by a larger intern . . . barely. Chris straightened up, and faced the camera. "Our next competitor is a teenage crime fighting cheerleader. This makes her the only cheerleader who knows more than just hair products. Please welcome, Kim." The next boat pulls up, and Kim jumps off from the front and lands on the pier, doing several flips in the process. "Oh *beep*, déjà vu," said Chris, cowering in fear.
"What do you mean déjà vu?" asked Kim, walking past Chris and joining the other competitors.
"Erm . . . nothing," said Chris, standing back up. "And now, our final competitor has a habit of catching The Sticky Bandits by use of elaborate and dangerous traps. He's like the kid version of me. Please welcome, Kevin."
The final boat pulls up, and Kevin steps off. "Whoa, I must be about the last one here," said Kevin.
"You are the last one here," said Chris. "Whenever the producer who was escorting you turned around, you disappeared. It was extremely time consuming."
"Oh, sorry," said Kevin, joining the other nineteen competitors.
"Okay, now that we're all here, let's pick some teams," said Chris. "You see that shark-infested water we're standing over? You may notice there are red and green balls floating in it. Grab one, and return to land. Those of you who survive will be placed on a team according to the colour."
"Those of us who survive?" questioned Rachel.
"Yep," replied Chris, not even batting an eyelid at her shock.
"Surely this is dangerous and illegal," said Light, though he sounded calm enough.
"Don't worry, the intern who tested this will be discharged from hospital sometime in the next month," said Chris, still unconcerned.
"Well forget this," said Carly. "I'm not swimming in shark infested water."
"Actually, I intentionally rigged the pier to collapse under your collective weight," said Chris. As if on cue, the pier suddenly collapsed, with some of the contestants screaming as they hit the water. "Good luck," called Chris. "You're gonna need it."
As the contestants resurfaced, they watched in horror as several large shark fins rapidly approached. "WE'RE GONNA DIE!" screamed Haruhi.
"No we're not," said Hit-Girl, who immediately swam out and punched one of the sharks in the nose. "Come on, anyone with some fight in them, help me protect those *beep* weaklings."
As if on cue, Draco brought out his wand. "AVADA KEDAVRA," he yelled, shooting a green light at one of the sharks. Suddenly, it turned on its stomach and stopped moving.
"Draco, we only need to incapacitate them, not kill them," said Ash, grabbing a Pokéball. "I choose you, Bulbasaur." He threw the ball onto the pier, and Bulbasaur popped out. "Bulbasaur, use Razor Leaf on those overgrown Sharpedo." Immediately, sharp leaves began firing from Bulbasaur at the sharks. "Come on, while they're distracted."
Within seconds, Rachel, Draco, Ash, Wallace and Ayane had grabbed one of the balls and returned to shore. They were soon followed by Murtagh and Katniss. Katniss turned around to see how everyone else was doing. Hit-Girl and Finn seemed more preoccupied with fighting the sharks than finishing the challenge, Zidane was saving each girl who got in trouble, and most of the others were simply trying to grab a ball that wasn't too close to a shark.
"Hey Murtagh, we should help those guys," said Katniss, stringing her bow and grabbing an arrow.
"I guess I should help you, seeing as we're going to be teammates," said Murtagh, indicating the green ball in his hand. Katniss hadn't noticed, but she'd also grabbed a green one. Katniss nodded, and immediately aimed an arrow at one of the sharks. Meanwhile, Mutragh started speaking some kind of gibberish. As he finished, several of the sharks turned around and swam back out to sea. This freed up several contestants, who grabbed a ball and returned to land.
As Annabeth, Finn, Haruhi and Carly returned to land, Katniss turned to Murtagh. "How did you do that?" she asked, astounded.
"The Ancient Language of my world carries a lot of magical power," said Murtagh, focusing his attention to another shark. Katniss shrugged and fired an arrow. With the combined efforts of them two, and Ash's Bulbasaur, there weren't very many sharks left. After the next attack from the two on the beach, Hit-Girl, Bart, Alice (who had just drained the shark Draco killed of its blood), Kevin, Light and Sabriel reached the beach, their teams decided. Meanwhile, in the water . . .
"Don't worry Kim, I'll save you," said Zidane, throwing himself in front of Kim.
"Umm . . . from what?" said Kim, confused. "Katniss, Murtagh and Ash got rid of the sharks. In fact, I have my ball. I just need to go to land."
Zidane looked around, and all he saw was himself, Kim and Marty, as well as two green balls floating in the water. "Oh," was all he could manage as Kim swam back to land. Grabbing the two green balls, he threw one to Marty. "Come on," he said, swimming back himself.
As Zidane and Marty reached the shore, Chris came back. "Alright, nobody died. That means we don't have to worry about potential lawsuits. Now, as for the teams," he said picking up a rolled up banner. "Could those of you with a green ball come up here please?" Alice, Carly, Draco, Hit-Girl, Katniss, Light, Marty, Murtagh, Rachel and Zidane stepped forward. "From here on you'll be known as, The Giant Sharks." As He spoke, he threw them the banner he was holding, which Rachel unfurled. The image on it had a large green shark on it.
"Really? You're naming us after the things that just tried to kill us?" asked Marty, dumbfounded.
"Yeah, I do worse things too," said Chris, causing many contestants to gasp. "Now, I guess that leaves Annabeth, Ash, Ayane, Bart, Finn, Haruhi, Kevin, Kim, Sabriel and Wallace to be the other team, The Striking Vipers." As he spoke, he threw another banner at the other team, which was caught and unfurled by Bart.
"Oh, mama," said Bart, almost drooling over the team name.
"And, as an added bonus, since The Striking Vipers had all their members on the beach first, they get an advantage in the next part of the challenge," said Chris.
"But . . . we didn't even know our teams at that time," said Carly. "And we didn't know that there was some kind of advantage. How is this fair?"
"Simple: It's not," said Chris, much to Carly's shock. "Now, let's go on a quick tour of the island."
"First, we have the elimination campfire," said Chris, showing them a clearing with ten log seats and a bonfire pit. "After each challenge, the losing team will be forced to choose someone to eliminate. They will then come here, where that loser will be announced. That loser will then be fired out of that cannon," as Chris said that line, Chef appeared, pushing a cannon. "It's known as the 'Blast of Shame'."
"Excuse me, but where, do we end up after being fired from that thing?" asked Rachel, who looked very concerned about the possibility of being shot out of a cannon.
"Don't know, don't care," said Chris. "Now, let's take a look at the place where you'll be casting those votes."
"Right in here," said Chris, opening the door to an outhouse. "This is also the confession cam. If there's something you need to get off your chest, go in here, and tell the whole world what you don't want people at camp to know."
"Why would we tell something to seven billion people, but not the other people at camp?" asked Wallace.
"It adds to the drama. Duh. Why else would this show be called Total Drama?" said Chris. "Now, over there is the mess hall, where Chef serves your meals, which for legal reasons can't be called food. And over there are the cabins, where you'll be sleeping. Sharks in the east cabin, Vipers in the west."
"Which way is east?" asked Bart.
"Aren't you on the Vipers?" asked Chris.
"Yeah, but I want to egg their cabin," replied Bart.
"That's a bit cruel. That one," replied Chris, pointing at one of the cabins. Bart laughed a little to himself before running off to the cabin, eggs in hand. "Oh wait, maybe it was the other one," he said. "Doesn't matter, it's your problem now. Anyway, the next part of your challenge begins in ten minutes. Meet back here then."
As the campers dispersed, Light grabbed Finn's shoulder. "Hey Finn," he started. "I hope that, even though we're on different teams, we can still be friends."
"Huh? Yeah, sure," said Finn. "But don't think I'm gonna take it easy on you in the challenges. I'm in this to win this"
Light chuckled to himself. "Sure thing, Finn. See you for the first challenge, and may the best man win."
Confession Cam: Light
"That Finn kid is going to be fun to manipulate. Now that I have a man on the inside of the Vipers, I just have to decide which players of each of our teams is the biggest threat to my victory."
Confession Cam: Finn
"Light's a really nice guy. Really hope I don't have to beat him in the finals."
Back at the cabins . . .
"What in Hades did you do Bart?" Annabeth yelled. "You just egged our cabin. Why?"
"Chris told me the wrong one," said Bart. "What else was I meant to do?"
"No-one forced you to egg the cabin," said Annabeth. "And furthermore . . ." She was suddenly cut off as Bart threw an egg in her face.
Bart started laughing hysterically. "I had one left," he managed to say between laughs. He fell to the floor in hysterics, while many of his teammates glared at him.
Confession Cam: Annabeth
"I am so going to get rid of that kid, I swear by my mother and Zeus." A moment of silence passes. "Well, you gonna help me or not? I know you're listening."
Just outside the mess hall . . .
"Hey Finn," said Haruhi, sitting down beside him.
"Oh, hey Haruhi," replied Finn.
"So, I saw you talking to that Light guy before," said Haruhi. "You seem to be getting along pretty well with him."
"Yeah, he's pretty cool," said Finn. "I mean, I know he's on the other team and all . . ."
"That's the thing," said Haruhi. "He's on the other team. He might be trying to get a person on the inside of our team, you know?"
"What are you saying Haruhi?" asked Finn.
"Look, I'm not saying Light's a bad guy," said Haruhi. "But be careful. He might be trying to manipulate you."
Finn looked at her, stunned. "You're wrong," said Finn. "Light's a good guy. Why would you suggest that?" As he spoke, Finn got up and walked away.
"I'm warning you Finn, he might be bad news," called Haruhi, before getting up herself.
Just inside the mess hall, Light is crouched down near an open window. He has a smile on his mouth.
Confession Cam: Light
"And Haruhi has become the first Viper who will feel my wrath. I just need to think of an angle to work with Finn so that he doesn't realise I was eavesdropping."
As Light left the confessional, he spotted Haruhi walking into the bathroom. 'Wait a minute," thought Light. 'Haruhi's going into the girl's bathroom. That's a bit . . . wait. Is it possible that maybe . . . yes. I know what's going on here.' Light smiled to himself. 'I've found my angle'.
"Campers, the next challenge starts in two minutes," came Chris's voice over the loudspeaker.
"You think the first challenge is going to be difficult?" asked Kevin.
"Given the way he dumped us in shark infested water, I'd be more worried about it being dangerous," replied Wallace.
As the campers assembled near the cabins, the campers stared at a large crate, which was shaking violently. Chris walked out from behind it. "Welcome to the second part of the challenge," he said.
"What's with the crate?" asked Kim.
"It's contains the second part of the challenge," said Chris. "And you'll find out what's in it next time, right here, on Total Drama All Stars."