A man in his late twenties with short black hair, a charcoal-gray shirt, khakis, black eyes and an aftershave appeared on a dock. "Yo!" he announced. "We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host, Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television right now! Here's the deal: 22 campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp. They'll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the Loser Boat, and leave Total Drama Island for good." He moved to a campfire pit. "Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies, where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." He ate a marshmallow before continuing. "In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune which, let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle...black flies..." Some flies swarmed around an angry grizzly bear. "Grizzly bears...disgusting camp food..." The scene shifted to a bowl of maggots, with one of them saying "Hey now."

"And each other," Chris finished as he stood on the dock. "Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now on Total...Drama...Island!"

(cue commercial)

"Welcome back to Total Drama Island," Chris announced. "Alright, it's time to meet our first 11 campers. We told them they'd all be staying at this five-star resort, so if they seem a little T.O'd, that's probably why." The first boat drove up. A tall girl with dark skin, black eyes, beige shorts, a beige vest over a white shirt, dark boots, black hair pulled back in a ponytail, and a beige fedora hat over it walked up to the dock with her moss-green suitcase. "Jasmine," Chris greeted. "What's up?"

"You're a tad shorter than from what I saw on TV," Jasmine noted in an Australian accent as she looked at the host. "Then again, most people look pretty short to me. Where do I put my stuff at?" Chris snapped his fingers, and a female intern with a blue tracksuit, black hair pulled back in a ponytail, hazel eyes and a beauty mark easily carried Jasmine's suitcase away. "That's the beauty of interns," Chris explained. "Put it in the cabins, Eva!"

"Yeah, yeah," the intern grumbled. The second boat dropped off a boy. He had a light-yellow polo shirt with an orange collar and an orange-and-yellow stripe across the middle, blue shorts, curly brown hair, and a pair of glasses over his black eyes. He carried a duffel bag with a pixelated version of his face on it. "Sam," Chris greeted.

"Hi, Chris," Sam greeted. "Um, is this the right place? Where's the hot tub at?"

"Yo, dawg, this is it!" Eva carried his bag off. "Careful!" Sam warned her. "I don't want my consoles to get damaged by accident!" A boat dropped off the next camper. A boy with tanned skin, a teal polo shirt with beige sleeves, dark-gray pants, short black hair and brown eyes gave Chris a glare. "Hey, Dave," Chris said.

"You mean we're staying here at this germy place?" Dave complained.

"No, you're staying here. My crib is an Airstream with AC that-a-way."

"I did NOT sign up for this!"

"Actually," Chris corrected as he held up a stack of papers, "You did." Dave simply grabbed the papers, tore them up and dumped them into the lake. "The great thing about lawyers is," Chris told him as he held up another stack of papers, "They make lots of copies."

"I am not staying in this dump!" Dave declared as he picked up his blue-gray suitcase.

"Cool. I hope you can swim, though, because your ride just left." The boat sped off. "Jerk!" Dave complained. Another boat came up. A girl with long blonde hair, magenta pants, a light-pink sleeveless shirt, green eyes and orange sunglasses over them hopped off the boat as her pink bags were tossed onto the dock. "Hi!" she greeted with a wave. "Dakota here, and I-"

"Save the self-promoting, Daddy's Girl," Chris scolded. "I only let you in because Mr. Milton put in a chunk of his fortune to make this show happen. Oh, and don't think of calling in the paparazzi to take any snapshots of you."

"But how am I supposed to get my spin-off series?!" Dakota noticed a crab crawling on the dock and shrieked as she jumped up, landing in Sam's arms. "Uh, hi," he awkwardly began. "Looks like we're your pals for eight weeks." Dakota gave a defeated sigh. Another boat dropped off another camper. "Everybody," Chris announced, "This is Scarlett." A girl with red hair pulled back into a bun, a yellow sweater, a green skirt and glasses covering her green eyes carried her green suitcase to the dock. "Looks like the intellect type," Chris commented to the camera.

"So you fabricated the details of the application form to attract as many teenagers as you could," Scarlett noted as she adjusted her glasses. "I thought as much." She joined the others as the next boat arrived. A girl with curly blonde hair, a pink top with the sleeves coming off her shoulders, denim pants, blue eyes and a small gap in her teeth stormed onto the dock. "Sugar," Chris greeted but the girl walked past him.

"Y'all best give up now," Sugar declared, "Because I'M winning this here pageant!" She noticed Dakota admiring herself in a mirror. "Hush over!" Sugar barked as she shoved her into the water. "You're hogging MY camera time!"

"Um, rude!" Dakota scolded as she climbed onto the dock.

"Yeah," Sam agreed as he helped Dakota to her feet. "No need to get agressive."

"Listen, you-" Sugar began but a loud HONK! cut her short. A boat carrying a boy with a blue football jersey with the number 1 on it, gray shorts, brown hair and a lightning necklace hopped onto the dock. "Lightning has arrived!" he announced as he flexed his muscles. "Sha-bam!" His blue sports bag was tossed at him, knocking him over. "I'm calling my parents," Dakota decided as she pulled out a phone. "If these people are the 'contestants', then I can't stay here."

"It can't be too bad," Sam assured her.

"Besides," Scarlett added, "Your contract forbids you from quitting in the pilot episode." Dakota groaned as she put away her phone. A boat honked its horn as another contestant came up. A boy with purple hair, a gray outfit like Dr. No and black eyes stood on the boat. "Ladies and gentlemen," Chris announced, "Max!" Max walked onto the dock. "Tremble before me, future servants!" he demanded in a villainous tone. "For before you is the most EVIL person to step foot on Wawanakwa!" He tried to give an evil laugh but it ended up in a cough. "I need to perfect that soon," he muttered.

"Wow," Dave commented as he moved away from Max, "That guy is weird..." He stopped when he saw a girl with short dark-blonde hair, indigo eyes and gray sweats glaring at him as she clutched her gray duffel bag. "Stay out of my way if you value your kiwis," she sternly told Dave. He gulped and nodded his head before falling over. "I see you've introduced yourself, Jo," Chris said. "Go join the others." Jo walked over to the others and dropped her bag on Sam's foot. "Ow!" he cried out in pain as he clutched his foot. "What's in there, dumbbells?"

"Yes," Jo plainly replied.

"Whatever," Eva grumbled as she picked up Jo's and Lightning's bags. "Just adds more work for me." She carried the luggage off to the cabins. Chris snickered at the sight until he felt someone tap his shoulder. "You must be Chris McLean," a voice spoke up, startling the host. A pale girl with light-blonde hair, lavendar tights, a green sweater and teal eyes waved at him. "Welcome to camp, Dawn," Chris cautiously greeted.

"I am glad this place is in tune with nature," Dawn noted, "And I see that most of the auras of the fellow campers have a positive shine to them."

"'Most of the auras'?" Jasmine repeated with confusion.

"I know you think your physique gives off an intimidating vibe, and you find it difficult to make friends because of it, but I know bright things are ahead for you." Jasmine inched away from Dawn as the next boat pulled up. A girl with black hair, a pale-yellow tank top with a purple line on it, dark jogging pants, black eyes, a purple beaded necklace, and red feather earrings stepped onto the dock and carried a purple suitcase in one hand and a brown sack in the other. "Contestant number ten is Sky," Chris introduced.

"Please to meet you," Sky replied as he sat her bag down and shook his hand. "I saw you on that figure-skating show. Nice work."

"Thanks. I knew I rocked that show!"

"I saw that," Dakota recalled, "One of the guys dropped his partner on her head...though they got immunity that week." Sugar laughed at this, though most of the others gave her glares. "What?" she asked. "It's funny!"

"Anyway," Sky continued, "I hope to win this competition fairly, but I wish the best of luck to all of you." She carried her stuff over to the others. Unknown to her, Dave started to smile as she stood next to him. Another boat came up. A girl with a pink dress with white puffed sleeves, a pink choker, light-pink gloves, black eyes, and a pink bow in her black hair skipped onto the dock. "Hello there!" she greeted with a smile. "Pleasure to meet you all!"

"Ella, everyone," Chris introduced. Ella hummed as she carried a pink backpack over her shoulders. She noticed Eva carrying more of the campers' luggage off. "Would you like some help?" she offered.

"Uh, no thanks," Eva told her. "I can handle it. Your bag." Ella passed her backpack to her, and Eva carried it off. Another boat came to the dock. A boy with a white tank top, denim jeans, blue eyes and ginger hair slicked back carried a mud-stained burlap sack over his shoulders. "Our next camper is Scott," Chris announced.

"Hey, not bad," Scott complimented. "It smells better than home."

"Your expectations must've been pretty low," Dakota commented. Scott just scoffed before joining the others. Another boat came up. A boy with black hair in a buzz cut, a moss-green shirt, gray shorts, army boots and dog tags around his neck marched onto the dock with a dark-green bag in his hand. "Brick McArthur reporting for duty!" he announced with a salute.

"All right," Chris noted. "Our cadet, Brick, is here." Brick nodded before joining the others. "Pleasure to meet you, fellow competitors," he greeted as he held out his free hand. Jo quickly grabbed it. "And fellow winner," she boasted, to Brick's surprise. She crushed his hand, making him whimper in pain. "Never met a stronger woman than me, ma'am," he complimented once he recovered from the pain. "Not even my mom!"

"And you better not forget that," Jo sternly told him. Another boat pulled up. A pair of twins stepped onto the dock. They had blonde hair, teal eyes and red cheerleading uniforms. The only difference was that one had a beauty mark on her cheek and the other didn't. They carried their red-and-white striped suitcases as they approached Chris and the others. "Ladies," Chris greeted, "Amy, Samey, welcome to your new home for eight weeks."

"Uh, it's Sammy," the twin without the beauty mark nervously stammered, earning a glare from her twin.

"But Amy says everyone calls you Samey."

"Well, yes, but-"

"Because you're the second twin. The lesser Amy, if you will."

"But my real name is-"

"You're officially Samey!" Chris announced. Samey had a depressed look as she joined the others, earning a look of sympathy from Jasmine. Another boat arrived at the dock. A boy with ginger hair, black eyes, a gap in his teeth, a white shirt and denim overalls walked up while carrying a blue duffel bag. "Rodney," Chris greeted, "What's up?"

"Just glad to be here," Rodney replied. He soon joined the others as another boat pulled up. A girl with a pink jacket, purple pants, dark-blue eyes and short brown hair with a red bowtie in it walked up with her purple suitcase. "Staci," Chris greeted, "How was the boat trip?"

"Boats were invented by my great-great-great-grandfather," Staci told him. "Before him, people would have to swim to different places that they couldn't reach by plane or car."

"Uh, yeah." The next boat arrived. A small boy with a red hoodie, yellow shorts, black hair and glasses covering his black eyes struggled to move his red suitcase. "Really, Cameron?" Chris wondered. He easily picked up the suitcase. "Thanks," Cameron breathed out.

"Look," Chris told him, "I know you've been raised in a bubble your whole life, and your mom is the only person you've interacted with for sixteen years. Just don't say anything stupid and you might not get kicked off first."

"Yes, sir." Cameron joined the others. He fell over as another boy stomped onto the dock. He had a teal shirt, blue pants, spiky brown hair, a gap in his teeth and brown eyes under his sunglasses. He removed his sunglasses and glared at the other campers. "Sha-please," Lightning scoffed as he saw Samey and Cameron's worried looks. "This shrimp ain't nothing to the Lightning! I bet I can beat him in a fight easy!"

"Lightning, there's no need to cause a fight," Sky warned him.

"It'll only end badly," Dawn ominously added.

"Yeah," Lightning scoffed, "For that guy!" He charged at the boy, but the boy quickly dodged him and pinned Lightning's arm behind his back, making him have a pained expression. "Appearances are often deceptive," the boy whispered in Lightning's ear. "Get that through your thick head." He pushed Lightning away, making him crash on top of Amy. "Off of me, you oath!" Amy angrily muffled as she pounded her fists on the dock.

"I see you've made a solid impression, Mike," Chris noticed.

"I don't like...surprises," Mike told him as he turned his head and raised a fist.

"Yeah, your uncle told me about that. He even said if things get out of control, I have his permission to use, um, unique ways to get you back in line."

"You mean tranq me like a boar."

"Something along those lines."

"He's all yours, man," Dave told Rodney.

"You say something?" Mike suddenly asked as he carried a blue duffel bag over his shoulders and joined the group.

"Uh, no?" Mike stared at Dave for a second before turning his head, making Dave breathe out a sigh of relief. A girl with a red top, beige pants, a black choker, brown eyes and red hair in pigtails and a pink flower in it carried her light-brown suitcase to the dock. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "Camp Wawanakwa! I'm so excited to be here!"

"Zoey!" Chris exclaimed. "Welcome!"

"Thanks! It's like, uh, um..."

"A dream come true?" Mike guessed.

"Yeah," Zoey replied. "Maybe we'll be on the same team!"

"I'm not sure if-" Sam began but Mike elbowed him in the stomach, silencing him.

"Alright," Chris decided, "Go join the others, Zoey. We have one more contestant to introduce." The last boat arrived. A boy with black eyes, a white shirt under an orange vest, faded blue jeans and a green beanie over his shaggy brown hair hopped onto the dock as his scuffed-up bag was tossed to him. "There," the boy breathed out. "I'm a good distance, but it's possible they can walk underwater, so I can't let my guard down around here."

"Who's 'they'?" Rodney asked.

"Flesh-ripping, brain-eating ZOMBIES! What else?!"

"Glad for the insight, Shawn," Chris put in. "Just so you know, we picked you entirely because of your reputation for being a conspiracy nut."

"Where did you get that info? One of the government's spies must've sold me out!"

"How many coffee beans did you eat, twenty-seven?" Jo asked him.

"I don't know," Jasmine said with a laugh, "He's kinda hilarious."

"First things first," Chris announced, "We need a group photo for the promos. Everyone on the end dock." The 22 teens walked onto the dock while Chris hopped onto the boat. "Okay," he told them as they posed, "One...two...three...oops, forgot the lens cap." He fixed the lens cap on his camera. "Okay, hold that pose. One...two- oh, no, wait. Card's full. Hang on."

"Hurry up," Mike complained. "My face is going to freeze."

"Got it," Chris said. "Okay, everyone say 'Wawanakwa'!"

"Wawanakwa!" everyone shouted but the dock collapsed, sending everyone into the water just as the camera took their picture. The photo showed most of them trying to get out of the water. "Okay, guys," Chris announced, "Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten."

(cue commercial)

"This is Camp Wawanakwa," Chris explained once everyone gathered at the campfire pit, "Your home for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition and maybe even your friends. You dig? The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win $100,000!"

"Hey Chris," Scott asked, "Mind if I get a bed under her?" He pointed his thumb at Amy. "Ew!" Amy recoiled in disgust. "They better not be co-ed!"

"No," Chris said, "Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other."

"Excuse me," Dakota spoke up, "May I get a cabin with the lakeview since I'm the prettiest here?"

"No way," Sugar protested, "Cause that title is MINE!"

"Maybe you can both share it," Ella offered.

"Shut your songhole, Dressy! I wasn't done talking!" Ella quickly shut her mouth. "Please tell me this isn't happening," Samey quietly hoped.

"Come on, guys," Sam assured as he hugged Samey and Dave, "It'll be fun. Just imagine it's a big sleepover."

"You're lucky you don't have to sleep next to him," Dave choked out. He motioned to Mike, who twirled with a stone before crushing it in his hand. "Here's the deal," Chris explained. "We're gonna split you into two teams. If I call your name, go stand over there. Sky, Dave, Shawn, Ella, Jo, Cameron, Zoey, Samey, Brick, Sugar and Mike. From this moment on, you're officially known as..." He tossed a banner with a green gopher on it. "The Screaming Gophers!"

"Cool!" Cameron exclaimed. "Geomys bursarius! I heard they're excellent in making tunnels."

"Wait a minute!" Sugar protested. "I-"

"The rest of you over here," Chris continued, ignoring her, "Dakota, Sam, Jasmine, Rodney, Amy, Scarlett, Lightning, Scott, Staci, Max and Dawn. Move, move, move!" The campers walked over to the area. "You guys will officially be known as..." Chris tossed them a banner with a red fish on it. "The Killer Bass!"

"Sweet," Sam chuckled.

"Hold on!" Sugar protested as she got up in Chris's face. "No way am I being on the same team as that fake goody-goody! Get her off my team!"

"Sorry, Sugar," Chris replied, "But there's-"

"DO IT!"

"I kinda like the idea," Jo put in, "Because I know my team can beat those Bass even if the teams are ten to twelve for them."

"I couldn't care less," Mike scoffed.

"One less weirdo to maintain," Dave added.

"Fine," Chris decided, "I'll do a team swap, but no complaints or you're out of here." Sugar chuckled. "Samey," Chris spoke up, to her and Sugar's shock, "Go join the Killer Bass." Samey sighed before walking over to the Bass team. "You little-" Sugar started.

"Calm down," Sky told her as she held her back. "Chris said not to complain...even if it seems unfair."

"All right, campers," Chris continued, "You and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition."

Confessional: Chris

He was sitting in an outhouse. "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home what you're really thinking, or just get something off your chest."

Confessional: Dave (Screaming Gophers)

He was looking around with some disgust. "Okay...so far this stinks. Literally! Yuck!"

Confessional: Samey (Killer Bass)

"This is so unfair. I auditioned for Total Drama to get away from Amy."

Confessional: Dakota (Killer Bass)

She had her back turned away from the camera. "Where's the camera guy?" She turned and noticed the camera. "Oh, sorry. Didn't see it there. Hi!"

End Confessionals

"All right," Chris said. "Any questions? Cool. Let's find your cabins." He led the campers to two cabins. "Gophers, you're in the east cabin," Chris told them, "Bass, you're in the west. Your luggage has already been moved, though Samey might need to relocate hers." Dakota opened the door to the girls' side of the Bass cabin. "Bunk beds?" she noticed. "Isn't this a bit...summer camp?"

"That's kind of the idea," Jasmine explained as she ducked her head and went inside.

"I was just asking! Sheesh!"

"Haven't you been camping before?" Sam asked Dakota.

"No."

"Slept outside for one night?"

"Um, no."

"Been in a camping movie?"

"Not that I can recall."

"Shouldn't you be on the boys' side?" Jasmine asked Sam.

"I-I was going to leave now," Sam nervously replied.

"Same here," Dakota agreed. The two walked out just as Dawn walked into the cabin. "I wonder where the outlets are," Sam noted. "I have to charge my handheld, and you probably need to charge your phone, right, Dakota?"

"There are some in the communal bathrooms just across the way," Chris explained.

"Communal?" Dakota wondered in confusion. "But I'm not Catholic."

"Not 'communion'. Communal."

"It means we shower together," Mike told Dakota. "Idiot." Dakota was stunned for a moment. "Ah, no!" she complained, making Mike cover his ears. "Are you serious?!" Scott, Rodney and Lightning looked onto the scene. "I'm glad we're in our own cabin with just dudes," Lightning told the others, "Know what I mean?" Scott and Rodney just gave him an odd look before heading back inside. "I didn't mean it like that! Lightning LOVES chicks! I just don't wanna sleep near them. I-I mean-" He ran back inside.

"Excuse me, Chris?" Shawn asked. "Are there any of your so-called 'chaperones' AKA government spies here?"

"You're all sixteen years old," Chris replied. "As old as a regular counselor-in-training at a regular summer camp. So, other than myself, you'll be unsupervised. You've got half an hour to unpack and meet back at the main lodge starting now."

"Sounds great," Ella commented. Everyone was interrupted when they heard a screa coming from the boys' side of the Gopher cabin. "Man, that guy can scream," Brick noted as some of the others peeked their heads in the doorway.

"Dirty, grimy BUG!" Dave panicked as he stood on a stool and watched a cockroach skitter around. "GET RID OF IT!" It scurried near Brick, making him jump up in fright and crash onto one of the beds. "I think that was my bunk," Cameron noted. Some like Rodney and Jasmine tried to stomp the bug while others such as Dakota and Amy crawled to a higher spot. The bug scurried over to Mike, who was holding an ax. "Help me," it squeaked out as he raised it. Dawn managed to scoop the bug up just seconds before Mike swung the ax down. "Huh?" he wondered when he didn't see the bug.

"Are you okay?" Dawn asked, catching Mike's attention.

"Like you should talk! Didn't anyone tell you not to put your fingers near an ax's blade?"

"Hmm?" Dawn was stroking the cockroach in her hand. "You're safe now, little one," she assured it. "I know you meant no harm." Mike just rolled his eyes before turning to Dave and Brick. "What are you, five?" he scolded. "It's just an insect. Spiders catch them, frogs eat them, and in some places, they're a delicacy. Being scared of one bug. Look, not even Bubble Boy is scared." He pointed to Cameron, who was observing the bug as Dawn released it outside. "Weirdos," Dave muttered but cowered behind Brick when he noticed Mike glaring at him.

"Listen up!" a man ordered as everyone stood in line at the main lodge. He had a light-yellow shirt under a white apron and a white chef's hat. "I serve it three times a day," he continued in a stern voice, "And you'll eat it three times a day. Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"

"Will we be getting all of the major food groups?" Scarlett asked as she and Lightning collected their trays.

"Yeah," Lightning added as Chef glared at them, "Cause Lightning needs plenty of protein."

"You'll get a whole lot of SHUT THE HECK UP!" Chef barked to them, making them run off with their food.

"Have a cow," Amy muttered.

"What was that?! Come closer, cheerleader. I didn't hear you."

"Uh, Samey was the one that said it, not me!" Chef glared at the twins as they collected their food. "You," he told Cameron, "Scrawny kid. Give me your plate." He scooped an extra bit of food onto his tray, though it latched onto the spoon. Cameron just looked at his tray with confusion as he walked off. "Hi," Ella greeted as she and Sugar stood in line. "How are you?" Sugar just shoved Ella aside as she took her tray. "NEXT!" Chef shouted.

"Excuse me," Dakota told Chef as she and Sky looked at their trays, "My nutritionist says I shouldn't eat any white sugar, white flour or dairy." Sky's food twitched a bit. "I don't think that will be a problem," Sky told her.

"Okay, then," Dakota replied as she carried her tray off.

"I hate to complain, but I think my food just moved." Chef whacked it with a meat tenderizer, splattering him and Sky. "It's not moving anymore," Sky nervously told him. "Thanks." She walked off with her tray. Soon, most of the campers were poking their food or trying to stomach it. "Welcome to the main lodge," Chris said as he entered the building.

"You call this slop food?" Dave complained.

"Yeah," Sam agreed, "Couldn't we get something else?" They heard some clattering noises. "Out of my kitchen, raccoon!" Chef shouted to someone. A moment later, Mike ran out with a fish in his mouth, but he was pinned to the wall by one of Chef's butcher knives. Lightning and Jo laughed as Mike hung upside-down from his leg. "You okay, Mike?" Zoey asked her. Mike answered, though his voice was muffled by the fish in his mouth. "What?" Zoey wondered, unable to understand him. Mike took the fish out of his mouth. "Lunch," he said as he held the fish in his hands.

"Uh, you keep it," Brick said as Dave's cheeks turned green.

"Your first challenge begins...in one hour!" Chris announced as he walked out.

"What do you think he'll make us do?" Dakota gulped with worry.

"It's our first challenge," Scott sneered with confidence. "How hard can it be?" An hour later, everyone was standing on the edge of a huge cliff. "You had to ask, Dirt For Brains," Jo scolded.

...

"Next time on Total Drama Island," Chris annouced from the Dock of Shame.

"Your first task is to jump off this 1,000 foot high cliff into the lake," Chris instructed to the cast.

"I'm looking at this guy and thinking 'There's no way he's going to make it'," Scott said in the confessional.

"I actually thought if he jumps this," Sky added in the confessional, "That-that thing might get him."

"Yeah, no pressure," Shawn breathed out as he readied himself to jump. "Just diving to my death here."

Sharks with razor-sharp teeth charged forward as Shawn dove into the water.

So, here's episode one! I know a lot of people have done the gen two and gen three competing on season one story already, so I thought to jump on the bandwagon. A heads-up, there will be some changes than what you saw in canon, with the uneven teams being just one of them.

Episode 2 will have the campers dive into shark-infested water. Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying enjoy and have a good day.