Chapter Two: Dead

"I don't understand how you could think that this is some kind of scam." Tina murmured mostly to herself. She shoved each of her arms into the holes of Huck's coat and puffed long warm breaths into her hands and rubbed them together.

Huck let out a deep sigh and sat back down on the bench. "You don't find it odd at all that there's no producers here? That we haven't been instructed to do anything? There's no interns or camera men here?"

"Maybe their flight got delayed?" Tina shrugged. Huck smirked.

"You're in denial. That's cute."

"Well how do you explain the pre-paid plane ride for both you and I and all of the contestants? Huh? Why would they be here if this was a scam?"

"I'm not sure." Huck admitted stroking the stubbles of his chin. "None of the pieces are adding up."

"I think you're just being paranoid." Tina commented. "Maybe this is a hidden camera show and this is all part of the act. I'm sure it will all work out."

"Man, it's really dark in here! Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

"See?" Tina whispered harshly. "Another person. The show must go one!"

"I hear whispering!" The voice, a man, hollered. "I'm coming in!"

"Over here!" Tina shouted. "Sorry it's so dark, we're working on finding light!"

"Oh, cool." The voice responded stepping into view. He was a handsome boy, in his late teens with a warm smile and athletic built. His eyes were a deep gray, and his skin a milky white. His jawline was prominent, and his hair a 1990's multi-directional punk do. For clothes he wore a low-cut vintage band tank, skinny jeans, and black converse high tops. To protect himself from the cool winter's wind, he wore a black rivet diamond quilted leather motto jacket and a simple wool gray scarf. He rocked back on his heels and laughed. "Am I the first one here?" He asked. "Because that's totally not like me. The name's Lyric. I'm Gwen and Trent's son."

"What an interesting name." Tina mused. "But you're not the first. The others are looking for a light source. You can stick around if you want, or-"

"Light? Man, I thought this was part of the challenge." Lyric laughed. "Wow. Mom and Dad used to rock me to sleep with stories of their Total Drama times. What are we doing at McLean's castle, anyways? This is a bit unusual, isn't it? And where's the crew?"

Huck shot Tina a sharp look. She dropped her head in response. "I'm not sure." She admitted. "But I'm sure everything will work out."

"Eh, it always does, doesn't it? So you said the others wandered off to find light? Do you mind if I stick around with you for a while? I kind of want to get a feel for the competition, if you know what I mean."

"Knock yourself out." Huck urged motioning to a seat on the bench.

"What a lovely castle!" Someone hummed. "So unique and especially dark. I enjoy that!"

"Wow that was quick!" Lyric chuckled. Huck nodded.

"Come on over! We're back here!" He shouted, beating Tina to the punch. She smiled kindly back at him as a girl danced over to their side.

"Hi there! I'm Nashira!" She giggled into the palms of her hands. "I'm the daughter of Owen and Izzy. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"You certainly have Izzy's spunk." Tina breathed, completely exhausted by her energy. "Hopefully you're not as crazy as your mother."

"Why? What do you mean by that?" Nashira's face dropped, and her piercing green eyes saddened. Tina waved her hands defensively, trying her best to back-paddle.

"No! Honey, I'm sorry! There's nothing wrong with that! I just mean your mom was a bit of a loose cannon!"

"Loose cannon?" Her voice was hurt, and Tina was failing at her attempts to make amends. She was about to give up completely when Nashira laughed. "I understand. Mom was a bit of a nut job. I don't see her much anymore, I mostly stay with Dad."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Lyric said, genuine pity coaxing his voice. "Divorce is never fun."

"You get used to it." She grinned. "Anyways, I'm just happy to be here. It's so surreal. My parents talk non-stop about Total Drama."

"Mine too!" Lyric laughed. "It's not at all how I pictured it."

"Me either."

Nashira was a pretty girl. Her skin was the color of porcelain, and her eyes a piercing green. Her smile was full and full of a certain childlike wonder that rivaled her mother's, and her hair was a very pale strawberry blonde that fell down her back in loose curls. Much like her mother, Nash decorated herself in green. She wore zigzag organic green leggings and a deep green cape-coat and high waisted shorts and fur boots.

"Why don't you take a seat next to Lyric while we wait for the other people to arrive?" Tina offered. Nash nodded and took a spot next to the boy. No sooner she placed herself next to him than the door swung open yet again.

"Hola!" Came a very gruff, yet soothing, voice. Tina jumped up excitedly.

"That can only be one person!" She cheered. "It must be Heather and Alejandro's son!"

Huck shrugged, completely indifferent to the intruder. Tina rolled her eyes and waited for the boy to penetrate the darkness and make himself known. And, within seconds, he appeared in front of them in all of his glory. He had exceptionally dark eyes that seemed to hold no emotion at all, and his skin was beautifully dark and flawless. His hair, much like his fathers, he wore in a neat-but-messy flop. And his body was lean and tall, no doubt from hours upon hours of fitness and self-grooming. And he showed off his body with tight fitted plaid button up and modestly fit jeans and cowboy boots.

"Rico!" Tina leaped clapping her hands. He raised his brows. Huck shot her a sharp look. She dropped her head blushing madly at her mistake. "I-I mean, hello there."

"Nice save." Lyric smirked, Nash giggled.

"Hola mi amigos, yes my name is Rico. And whom might you be?" He asked narrowing his dark dotted eyes to Tina. Huck stepped in front of her and glared.

"Her name is off limits." He scoffed. Rico shrugged and backed off noticing Nash for the first time.

"And you?" He asked. Her jaw dropped.

"Oh, my!" She hummed. Lyric sighed.

"I see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." He grumbled. Rico smiled.

"Is that so bad, amigo?"

"Please don't." He sighed. "I barely know you, dude. I'm not your 'amigo'."

As if hearing the edge in lyric's voice and being frightened by it, the lights suddenly flickered on. Tina let out a sigh of relief. Huck shifted uncomfortably, still weary of the area in general.

"Ah, looks like the lights wanted to recognize my beauty, both internal and external." Nico grinned. Nash giggled.

"Sure." Lyric spat. "That's why."

"Hey! We found light!" River announced racing over on his skateboard. Close behind was Beau and Reject. "We split off into groups and we found a creepy looking basement with an electrical box! One thing lead to another, and here we are!"

"Really? What a relief!" Tina sighed. "Any news from the other group."

"No." Beau frowned. "And thank God! That round girl, Bobbi, was beginning to tap dance on my last nerve."

"That bad?" Tina asked looking to reject. The girl blushed and looked away.

"She just really admired Daisy." She mumbled under her breath.

"Ah, oh well. I can see everything now, and I guess that's what matters."

"Speaking of which, look." Huck said pointing a finger at the door. Everyone turned to witness a boy and a girl walking in at the same time. The boy had a really annoyed look on his face as the girl jabbered on and on about something. The two were opposite in appearance. The girl had light and dark features all at once. Her skin was a milky chocolate, and her hair a soft lavender, and her eyes a nice liquid blue. She was significantly taller than the boy, as well, but that didn't seem to bother the boy at all. Instead, as she spoke, he shrank deeper into his hands.

"Will you please stop talking?" He finally snapped letting the fine frustrated wrinkles on his forehead set in. "I doubt there's anyone on this planet, no, in this universe who talks as much as you. It's probably the least attractive thing about you, and you're pretty unattractive."

"Wow, you really are just like your dad!" The girl smiled. "You even have his same sense of humor."

"Yeah, humor." He grumbled.

"Hi there." Tina greeted kindly. "Who are you."

"Coda!" The girl squealed. "And you're Chris McLean's daughter Christina, and Chef Hatchet's son, Huckleberry! I'm the daughter of Sierra and Cody. Coda. Get it?"

"I think we all got it." The boy sighed fixing his smartly parted copper hair to one side. "I'm Nathaniel, Noah's son. My mom isn't anyone from the show, she was too good for anything as juvenile as that. Woopty woo."

"Well you're exactly like a dark little rain cloud!" Nash laughed. Nathaniel glared.

"Izzy's daughter?" He guessed. Tina nodded. "Super."

"I guess I'm last to arrive." Came a soft voice. Everyone jumped, startled, to stare at the last boy. He was beautiful. A bold cross ran up the right side of his arm stretching from his wrist to his elbow, shown off by the rolled up sleeves of a nice gray wool pea coat. His hair was a nice light brown matching the deep cocoa color of his eyes, and his skin was a cool sun kissed color. "I'm Leon, Zoey and Mike's kid." He said fixing his beanie. "It's nice to meet all of you."

Before anyone had a chance to respond, a high pitched shrill reached the barrier to everyone's ears. The crowd turned to look only to find Daisy galloping back into the room, face dripping in blood. She frantically tried swiping it away as she reached the group.

"D-d-d-dead!" She choked, tears swelling up in her eyes. "She's dead!"

Author's Notes

Hello! Things are finally heating up now, aren't they! Who's dead? And how? *bum bum bum!* Review, let me know your thoughts and opinions! Hopefully I've pleased you with the couples and their offspring, if not, I'm sorry! Hopefully you'll continue to read nonetheless.

Peace, Love, Death,

-thehugbandit