I still don't own Total Drama Island. I know it's not much of a crossover, but I had some ideas in mind, and I really wanted a romance between Jack Spicer and somebody for him to lose and to turn him good. I see good in him, he's just misunderstood and in this case mistreated. He sees the errors of his ways in the form of fatherhood. So, he's turned himself into a technological genius that will... well, you'll see.
Enjoy! Oh, and also... the forms are closed for this season! But if you want a character to be accepted, I will gladly take applications for Total Drama Revenge of the Island!
Chris stared ahead of him at his desk. He'd been scanning through the lists of teens that had applied to be on a new reality TV show that he was to be hosting, and he wanted to choose so that they would all create nonstop chaos. While he wanted there to be chaos, he also wanted there to be order. It was driving him somewhat mad, so he'd gone through and told them to put the applicants into eleven categories: brainiest/homeschooled, criminals, wild child, calm but wild, humorous, insane, athletes, stereotypical, Twinkies, outcasts, and miscellaneous.
He had already chosen for most of them, and most of the youths were fairly evenly numbered. All he was looking for now was two outcasts and two miscellaneous ones. He looked calmly at the lists of contestants, and was glad that he'd gotten most of them chosen since they were to be gathered and then shipped off to the Island that he was to meet them on. As nervous as he was, he was looking forward to this experience and being able to pursue a career in acting just as he'd always wanted, but at the same time the career in comedy that he'd always wanted.
He smiled as he chose two outcasts, one male and one female. The female stereotype, he noticed, was one that was actually from a Juvenile Detention Center. He smiled at the mayhem that girl would no doubt cause. But as he fumbled for a file, he noticed that one fell that was in an envelope still, a fact that was not normal. He picked it up, looking at it curiously. It was then that he noticed the note on the back of the envelope.
We opened it and read this one, it seemed to be important. This will be one of the contestants; there will be no veto power over this one.
He frowned and opened the envelope to find that it had, indeed, been opened before by the producers and read. His heart clenched as he looked at the photo of the family inside, the haunted looks of the children's eyes within causing him to immediately realize that something was wrong with them. He didn't know quite what, but whether it was circumstances of the time or of the family, he would no doubt find out over the course of the show.
All three children had blood-red hair to match their father's, and the two boys also happened to share his strange eye color to match his hair. Their mother, on the other hand, was a large woman who was a blonde and had blue eyes. This really made Chris start to wonder where the young woman's looks came from because she had chocolate eyes and looked nothing like either parent except for her skinny build of her father's.
He read the final comments first as he always did and found the reason why it was so important to the producers that this one would go onto the show. It was hastily written, he could tell, unlike the rest of the form which had been filled out with utmost care and precision. There were tear drops on the bottom of the comment, but that wasn't what caught his heart in his throat – it was the comment itself.
Please accept me, this is my only chance to get out of my hellhole of a home.
He stared at those words and realized that there was obviously something very, very wrong in this girl's home. His chest began constricting, and he sighed as he put the stamp of approval on the form and put it in the pile with the other twenty that he'd approved of. He looked at the photo again and frowned, wondering just what had happened to this poor teen to cause her to be so desperate and heartbroken so young in life.
"I think I found our final contestants," he grinned as he picked up the twenty-two files. "Chef!"
…
"Sarah," Edward said as he sat across from her on a chair. "No matter what happens, if we both get onto the show, we have to play our cards right. If you get on, you need to play the part of happy-go-lucky camper who sees no wrong in the world. I know it'll be hard, but I'll be negative for the both of us, I promise. I've got this covered, I've got the goth look down and everything."
"I don't know, Ed," Sarah said reluctantly from the bed. "What if I get kicked off and you don't for it?"
"They can't, not until the final eight," Ed said calmly. "I talked with the producers and explained your situation. You're not the only one who's using this as a last effort, cous. There's a girl on the show who's looking to be adopted because she was orphaned a year ago. Look, I know you're desperate for a release, but the longer you're on the show, the more crimes that your dad can create against your mom."
"But what if- what if he gets killed?" Sarah said tearful-eyed.
"He won't. knowing Uncle Jack, he'll come running to dad first," Edward dismissed. "Look, I need you to promise me that you'll try to find someone on this island that you can turn to for help. Promise me that you'll try to find someone to house you once you're off the island."
"I'm scared," Sarah whimpered.
"I know, I'm nervous and worried about Uncle Jack, too," Edward admitted. "but we have to be strong. He wouldn't have let himself get killed and leave you with an abusive mother, of that I know for sure. He will at least have made sure that the cops arrived to take your mother away and to make sure that you are safe no matter what."
"but… but why?" she sobbed.
"Because, even though he may not show it, you mean the world to your dad," Edward explained. "You were the one he wanted, the little princess that he could spoil. But your mom didn't like how he spent more time with you, so she started trying to separate the two of you as much as possible and to try to drive you away from him as much as possible. but your remembered that loving bond with your dad, and it stayed with you forever. That's why she's abusive, I think."
"What do I do?" Sarah sobbed on his shoulder.
"If you get on the show, last as long as you can," Edward said darkly. "And- and as much as I hate to say this, your mom can't exactly get away with what she's done if you show the world your emotional and physical scars to prove what she's done. Use your past to your advantage to get the rest of the island on your side. Heck, even the host might take pity on you for it, even though he or she technically isn't supposed to."
"But, I'm scared," sarah whined. "what if I don't get accepted? What if I'm one of the first ones kicked off?"
"You won't be," Edward soothed. "You'll be one of the final four, I know it. you're strong, sarah, of that your mother inadvertently made sure, and your dad gave you your stubborn streak. Just put the two together in an innocent and loving way to win as much as you can. Try not to make enemies, but if you do, try to smooth things over with them."
"what if they won't listen?" Sarah fretted.
"Then I'll convince most of the others to boot them off," Edward grinned. "After all, I am quite intimidating when I want to be. Some might even say that I can pass of for death."
…
Clay looked in at the young woman asleep in the bed that was so rarely used. It was usually only reserved for their two best friends, but this was a special enough case to give her permission to enter this room. She was terrified, and rightfully so. He was only able to discern from what Jack had pled to him about, and begging him for help like a spineless coward, but he also knew that asking for help in this kind of a situation was also a very big risk factor.
"Guys, please, I'm not asking for you to let me in!" the pale redhead pled. "I just ask that you guys keep Sarah safe! She's all I have left of the family that was once so happy..."
"What went wrong, might I ask?" Kimiko asked as Clay came downstairs.
"Jessie- she, she just attacked!" Jack stammered before breaking down and crying like a small frightened child. "Kimiko, Clay, please, I'll never fight either of you again, and I'll do whatever you guys want! Just please, keep Sarah safe! That's all I ask! Please…"
"Sarah's like another daughter to us," Kimiko said firmly. "We'll do it. Just tell us how long."
"I don't know," he said shaking his head fearfully. "I just-! I just don't know!"
"Be careful, Jack," Clay warned. "If Jessie gets word of this, you can bet your boots you'll be in more trouble than a calf in a pig-sty."
"Thanks," Jack muttered. "Like I needed to know that again."
"Anytime, partner," Clay said clapping his once-enemy on the shoulder. "This means you are officially a part of the family."
"What?" Jack asked confused.
"That's what I had to go through," Kimiko snickered. "I had to go through a test put on by Clay's dad to see if I was good enough for the cowboy. I passed with flying colors, of course."
"See, sis is a bit of a coyote stuck in a canyon with no dinner," Clay said calmly. "Pap won't let her bring you to him because you lost to me in the duel at his ranch. Now that you've stood up to her, though, he may take you in."
"So all I have to do is beat your sister at a duel and I get my honor back and get treated like a respected human being?" Jack asked hopefully.
"Probably," Clay and Kimiko shrugged in unison. "But lay low."
"But what about the kids?" Jack asked worried. "Sarah may look nothing like either one of us-!"
"She looks like his dad," Kimiko said pointing at Clay.
"It's true," he smiled. "sorry. Continue."
"Anyways, she may look like your dad on the outside, but she's me on the inside!" Jack whined. "She won't know what to do with herself!"
"You didn't seem to either for a long time," Kimiko pointed out.
"Thanks," Jack smiled weakly. "I tried, but I guess I finally got something through my thick skull."
"You're still evil?" Kimiko asked, and Jack put up his hands.
"No! No, no way! I gave up on that a long time ago!" he said carefully. "When Sam was born I realized that I didn't want a huge target on my kids' backs because I was an evil genius. So I started to learn how to hack. I've hacked into the Pentagon before! But don't tell anyone I told you that."
"Wouldn't dream of it," the two martial artists smiled at each other.
"So, um… Where's Sarah?" Jack asked fearfully. "Is she okay?"
Clay said nothing but turned on the Television to the channel that Total Drama Island was to be aired on.
Oh, so time passes insanely and Jack Spicer has now come to his senses! Clay and Kimiko may have made good with him, but he hasn't quite explained everything to the other three. None of them have, in which all will be revealed in time.
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