Okay. Right. Episode 100. Here we go! Thanks for reviewing, Nicky Haugh, The Phenomenal Flair, yeezynight14, Pokemon FTW, SuperKitty4789 and Bloodylilcorpse.

Sorry it took so long. Stress is a killer, and I've only just taken a leave of absence from college. I think I needed to do something else. I'll be back there in July (summer holidays are Christmas over here).

I actually enjoyed the free day more than I thought I would. I still hung out with my old teammates most of the day. Since my last vote had gained the majority, I asked Sierra who she and the others had voted for.

"I'm not sure about Beth." she admitted. "I voted for Duncan because...well, he was the biggest threat left, duh. But she couldn't decide, because Heather had immunity and she didn't really dislike anyone else."

I narrowed my eyes. "Tell her to vote for Scott next time. He's not as much of a threat, but he really got me mad last year."

"Oh, I know!" Sierra nodded. "I watched Episode 9 several times online after it aired. And Scott still told Lightning you liked him after he promised not to, didn't he?"

I gave a nod. "I was just lucky that Lightning was prepared not to talk to me about it until the season was almost over."

Heather made good on her suggestion that we treat our nights in the spa hotel like a sleepover. For a few hours, we stopped being vicious competitors, and we were just a couple of girls hanging out together. We even discussed our separate experiences on Total Drama.

"So who was the worst cast in your seasons – or do you think mine was worst?" I asked her.

"The world tour." Heather grimaced. "Everyone there was either a threat or annoying. Or both."

"Funny," I mused, "The one person on that plane who really liked you was probably simultaneously the most of both."

Heather didn't have to be good at reading between the lines to know I was referring to Alejandro. "Is that one of the reasons you stole the invincibility statue?" she asked. "Because you knew he saw me hiding it and wanted to make sure he couldn't use it?"

"Not exactly." I admitted honestly. "I mean, I didn't see him there at the time. I just got to it first, but I was worried one of your other teammates would come across it and keep it. Or one of mine. If he had it, he almost certainly would've used it to vote you off. I think his ego's still bruised from allowing you to distract him on the volcano. But I think he'll forgive you as long as you don't win this season."

Heather shrugged. "Well, that's his call. It's not going to stop me from trying to win."

I shrugged, too. "Well, if we keep working together, you'll make it to the final three, at least." (I had no intention of letting Heather get that far, but I didn't have any intention of letting her know that, either).

I wasn't afraid to admit in the confessional how I felt about being in the spa hotel with one of the most vicious competitors of the game. "Look, I know why Heather invited me to the spa hotel. She thinks I'm strong and wants to gain my trust. That's okay. I feel the same way about her – she's strong and I'd like to have her on my side, but I know that she can and will vote me off when she feels like it. All I need to do is make sure I get to turn on her before she decides to turn on me. But for now," I smiled sweetly at the camera, "I'm going to make sure Heather thinks I actually want to be her friend. If she's really as cool as she's being now when she's at home, then it's not even a lie!"

When I was chatting to my Hero friends, I told Brick and Sierra that, but not Beth. I didn't want to shock her. The others were surprised as it was.

"Heather's nice?" Sierra said incredulously. "I mean, yeah, she pretended to like me, and I knew she was playing me and really thought I was crazy, but I never really thought she seemed real. She was too sweet."

"Well, I haven't spoken to her properly," Brick admitted, "But she always seemed fake or evil."

I shrugged. "Maybe she's a better actor now. Or maybe she does respect me. I know it's not going to stop her from trying to vote me off."

Lightning was pretty surprised when I told him how nice Heather was being. "She was never nice to anyone on the team." he said. "Didn't know she knew how!"

I laughed, nudging him playfully. "What did you expect? Who could be nice to a houseful of villains? You guys had to keep up appearances! And I know Gwen was all right, but that's because she hated being branded as a Villain. Weren't you mean to everyone on there, too?"

Lightning shrugged. "Lightning doesn't do mean. He only does cool or not cool with life. And I was mostly not cool with the other guys. Gwen wasn't too bad, just kind of boring. Duncan was sometimes okay to hang out with. Better than everyone else, at least."

"What was Scott like this time?" I asked curiously. We hadn't even spoken this year, and I was really curious to know if he'd changed.

"Apart from being scared of Fang, he hasn't changed." Lightning shrugged. "Except that he's done no scheming."

I shrugged too. "Okay. Well, it looks like we could vote him off at any time. I'll see how things are going with Heather and if it doesn't look like she's going to vote me off straightaway, we could get him off next. The other Heroes aren't really big threats yet. After we get rid of the other two, we can make an order of who to take out next."

But before the next campfire ceremony, there was another challenge. Just as Heather and I were getting ready for the day, we heard Chef over the intercom, calling everyone to the entrance hall of the spa hotel.

I exchanged glances with Heather. "I hope this doesn't mean Chef's controlling today's challenge." I said nervously.

"Just keep your head down and do what he says." Heather muttered back. "I hate his challenges too."

But as it was, Chef wasn't controlling the challenge. He actually led us into a room down the hall we'd never used – the camera room! It was where all the footage was (if I got back into the hotel at some point, I decided I'd sneak in and take a peek at what I hadn't seen going on this season – maybe even that personality of Mike's I hadn't seen). Then, he turned on a monitor, and Chris appeared on the screen. He was somewhere on the grounds. Behind him was a table laden with party supplies, including a cake with a 100 candle on it. He even wore a party hat and then, he blew a noisemaker, grinning at us out of the screen.

"Welcome to episode 100 of Total Drama!"

"100?" I repeated, frowning. "Wait a minute...even if you don't count the specials, last episode was episode 100! We've had three twenty-six episode seasons and one thirteen episode season, plus nine episodes – yeah. Chris, your math is off!"

Chris narrowed his eyes at me, but didn't say anything. "Anyway, since it's episode 100," he said pointedly, "I thought to celebrate, I have an extra-special one hundredth episode challenge! I hope no one is allergic to rhinos, or fire, or poison..." He was reading off a list at this point, but most of us weren't watching him.

No, we were watching the green-skinned, red-eyed demon that had once been an innocent sheltered teenager.

"Um, Chris? Look to your left!" I called out. He completely ignored me and kept reading off the list.

"Look out!" most of the cast yelled.

This got Chris' attention, but he just frowned at everyone. "Please, don't interrupt. I'm -" Yeah, don't interrupt. It gives Feral Ezekiel enough time if you don't try to warn the host that he's going to get kidnapped by him, then the guy's going to break the camera, and Chef is going to accidentally spill coffee all over the monitors, breaking the sound and all the monitors.

"New challenge!" Chef bellowed. "Find Chris!"

We accepted the challenge, but we requested big things for it, because none of us actually really liked Chris. The winner won invincibility from this vote, permanent residence in the spa hotel, and the choice of who got exiled that night.

Our first task was definitely to search the mines. That was the last place we saw Ezekiel, and it would make sense for him to go back there. It was still sealed up, but there were several openings in different places, so Lightning and I took the safest one. At least, we were set up to, when I spotted one of my ex-teammates looking at the openings warily.

Oh. Right. Darkness.

"Hey, Brick!" I called over. "Wanna search with us? Safety in numbers!"

Brick looked sort of surprised, but he smiled and came to join us.

"Why'd you ask him to come with us?" Lightning whispered, clearly annoyed. "You really want him tagging along?"

"It's either a panic attack, or a couple of partners." I hissed back. "I don't want Brick to lose just because he's scared of the dark."

So, how was the challenge? Can't tell you much about it, actually. We were in the mine for about five minutes when something pulled me from behind, and next thing I knew, I was in a cage in a wide lit part of the mine. A few feet away from me was a vat of what looked like acid. And Chris was tied up, hanging over it.

And yeah, it was Ezekiel. So what was I supposed to do?

My first instinct was to say something. "Um, Ezekiel?" I called out timidly.

The feral kid looked up at the mention of his name, but he didn't snarl at me. I took that as a good sign.

"Um, I'm not sure we met properly on the last show." I went on, speaking as calmly as I could. "I'm Danni. I saw you back on the first season, and I thought it was totally unfair, your team voting you off first. You didn't mean any harm – I agreed with Duncan when he said Courtney should have gone."

Zeke actually seemed to understand me, because his face sort of...well, he wasn't smiling, but he definitely looked less defensive.

"Anyway, I was wondering." I continued. "Apart from Chris, is anyone supposed to get hurt? Or are you just going to put everyone in this cage? And are we ever going to get out?"

At the first question, Ezekiel looked confused, like he hadn't thought I would ask about him hurting anyone else, but he looked like he was going to cage everyone. And he just sort of shrugged on the question of getting out.

Well, I didn't get to ask any more because he scampered off, and returned with Scott in tow, this time.

I gave a sigh. "Oh great, you're the next one to get here. How totally wonderful."

Scott scowled at me. "You hated me last year! What, are you still mad that I told your meathead boyfriend you liked him before you could?"

"When you promised not to!" I countered. "And you only did that because you made a deal with me in order to blackmail Mike, remember? And I saw the rest of the season – I know what you did to B, and I don't have to remind you of what you tried to do to Dawn. And so far, you haven't given me any reason not to hate you. I'm not mad any more, but that doesn't mean I like you."

Scott looked away, like he'd been hurt by the way I'd spoken. But why had he expected me not to be mean? Had he really forgotten everything he'd done last year?

I sighed again. "Look, you're not the only one who's still getting hate for their crimes. How many of us on this season liked Heather? Did anyone want to be on her team? First day here, I said I didn't want to be teamed up with her. The worst stuff she did was two years ago, and that's what people still remember."

I didn't have much more time to talk, because Heather was the next to get dumped into the cage.

I smiled at her. "You know, Scott thinks I'm being really harsh just cause I'm still making him pay for all the crap he did last year. You should tell him what it's like to be you."

Heather grinned, although there was still traces of annoyance on her face at being taken out of the challenge. "Yeah, well, he should just get over it. No one's forgiven me for anything I did two summers ago, and I'm not getting all depressed about it. I mean, who cares if a few losers can't take the competition?"

I raised my hand. "Um, loser speaking here. The reason I'm still not liking this guy is because he blackmailed me and then didn't keep the deal, blackmailed one of my friends, tried to eliminate most of my other friends, and was just generally trying to make our team lose everything."

That got me a tiny smile from Heather. "Okay, throwing challenges drives me crazy, too. But apart from that, you didn't exactly have your head in the game last season if that's what you remember."

"I was also a finalist first time." I pointed out. "You had to play three times before you got there."

Heather shrugged. "Whatever. At least I won. You didn't."

She had me there. I shrugged back, though. "You were up against someone who was into you. Mike and I will never be anything more than friends. Maybe I would've had a better shot if I was Zoey."

Beth, and then Lightning, joined us. There wasn't really much to say until Sierra and Brick finally showed up, uncaptured and ready to rescue Chris. In the end, Sierra fearlessly distracted Zeke, while Brick sneaked past and untied Chris, who was now screaming for help.

He wasn't too grateful at the time, but once we were out of the mine (Zeke had completely disappeared) and at the campfire that night, Chris acknowledged Brick's rescue. "He saved all of us, but most importantly, he saved me. So I'll honour the deal Chef made. The spa hotel is yours, Brick."

I was sitting next to Sierra. "Like you didn't do anything!" I whispered to her. "You deserve to get to stay there, too."

She shrugged. "If I deserve anything, you and Beth have to join in another sleepover night tomorrow. How's that?"

I giggled. "Okay, fun. Even if we are stuck in the cabin."

Brick chose Lightning to go to exile, sadly. Apparently he hadn't been at his best after I was captured. And as for elimination...well, I'd spoken to Lightning about it, and we'd agreed it was the best decision. I'd also spoken to Brick, Sierra and Beth, and they'd all agreed to it.

Yes, finally we were sending Heather home. I'd enjoyed her company while it lasted, and I genuinely thought she might actually have been okay to hang out with for a little while, but ultimately she was just too much of a threat and I still felt relief when she left the campground.

One more down, and now, the game would get ugly.

Well, okay, next challenge is kinda original...I better get Chris to let the campers watch a movie before it. I'll give you a hint. I'm going to make the challenge a parody of an iconic horror movie that involves reality warping...sort of. Wanna take a guess?