Total Drama Infinity



So, last season, we took ten TDI veterans and 12 completely new people and pitted them against each other. There was romance. There was backstabbing. There was evil and good all on one team. It was awesome! So we, the producers of the TD series, decided to do it again! All the Drama you ever experienced from the worldwide hit Total Drama Insanity and then some! And by some we mean lots! That's right, the Total Drama has gotten so great that only one possible word could ever do it justice! So say goodbye to the normal characters you've seen before! Say goodbye to the worn-out veterans too, because this season we're going all out with twenty-two all new contestants that will put the old bunch to shame! Say goodbye to all the rules of shows like this you once knew because this time we're forgetting all of that! I welcome you to the insanity, the madness, the lunacy, the utter chaos and mania that is, Total Drama Infinity!

The Campers
Forget veterans and new guys, this time we're starting anew with twenty fresh faces! Take a look for yourself!

Samuel

Gabriella

Jeffy‎

Alyssa

Timmy

Alexa

Spike

Phil

Luciana

Richard

Lee

Georgia

Xavier

Becca

Trixie

Quentin

Patricia

Darla

Steve

Noelle

Chapter 1: “Why do I feel that something’s going to go horribly wrong?”
The sun shone bright in the afternoon sky. The sun’s rays made the waters of Lake Wawanakwa look as beautiful as ever, and the view of such a beautiful sight was perfect for the 21 passengers on a Luxury boat called SS Insanity. However, for reasons unknown, things just didn’t feel right.

A small African boy by the name of Richard stood at the deck with a small Asian girl by the name of Patricia. They both gazed at the beautiful lake. Richard sighed. “Why do I feel like this?” he asked, “Everything’s so perfect. Why do I feel that something’s going to go horribly wrong?”

“I don’t understand why,” said Patricia, “But I feel the same way. Too bad I can’t forget about this and enjoy the ride like the others,”

“Yeah, it sucks,” said Richard. “Maybe if I head back inside and hang with my brother Seto, I’ll feel better. Seto always has a way of cheering me up when I’m blue.” Richard turned around and walked away.

“Good idea,” whispered Patricia, “If only I had brought family with me.”

Inside the ship, in a small room, a skinny, blue-haired, nerdy boy sat playing a video game. On the back of his video game system read his name, written in permanent ink. The words read, “Lee”.

“Today I’ll finally beat the evil fiend!” Lee proudly exclaimed, even though nobody else was in the room to hear or care. “I’m so close!” he continued. Suddenly, Lee heard a knock on the door to his room. “Come in,” he said.

A large, brown haired boy opened the door and walked in. “Why are you here alone?” he asked.

“Because I want to be,” said Lee. There was no emotion in his voice.

“Hey,” said the other boy, “Why don’t you come join the party with the rest of us? It’s lots of fun.”

“Sure,” said Lee, “Just give me one second to,” Lee interrupted his own sentence by putting his video game down and jumping up in joy. “I won! I beat the game! Okay, Timmy, I’m right behind you!”

“Cool,” said Timmy, “You head in. I’ll go get Richard and Patricia. It’s just not complete without them.”

“Okay,” said Lee. His signature dorky smile on his face, Lee left the room and headed for a nearby room, where you could hear the loud music coming from there from a mile away.

In the large room, a pretty brunette walked up to a black, tough-looking guy and sat down next to him. “Hi!” she said, “What’s your name?”

“Spike,” said the boy, “What’s yours?”

“Luciana,” said the girl, “Want to dance with me? The music’s perfect, and you’re cute.”

“Really?” asked Spike. He was shocked.

'''Spike: Nobody’s ever called me cute before, especially not hot girls like Luciana! This may be the start of a really good summer. '''

'''Luciana: Sucker! I knew it! The boys here are just as easy as the boys back home. I’ll be dominating this game in no time! '''

Spike and Luciana got up and started dancing. Elsewhere in the room, two girls were talking. One was really skinny with a big smile; the other was dressed in gothic purple clothing, with spiky hair and no smile at all.

“Come on, Darla! There’s music and dancing! Have some fun!” said the first girl.

“You know what would make me feel better, Becca?” said Darla, the second girl, “If you just leave me alone!”

“Not until you come out of your shell!” said Becca.

“Why don’t you just shut up and annoy somebody else, like...” Darla scanned the room until she found a mean-looking boy leaning against a wall. “Him. Samuel.”

Becca’s smile suddenly faded. “Because...” she began, “Watch.”

Lee walked up to Samuel, with his signature dorky smile. “Yo, dawg,” he said, as nerdy as you could possibly imagine.

“Get lost, dork!” yelled Samuel. He grabbed Lee by his shirt collar and threw him across the room.

“That,” said Becca, “Because of that. Samuel scares me.”

Darla shrugged. “I’ve had meaner boyfriends than him,” she said.

'''Samuel: Let that be a lesson to everybody else! DON’T mess with me, unless you enjoy being in a body bag! '''

Richard and Patricia entered the party room, both smiling. Seto, Richard’s little brother, ran in after them. “Wait up, bro!” he said.

“No need to rush,” said Richard, “This is a party, right? Let’s enjoy ourselves!”

“Yeah, while we can,” said Patricia, “Who knows what kind of messed-up game we’ll be dragged into in a couple of hours?”

Richard, Seto, and Patricia ran to the dance floor and started dancing. Meanwhile, a blonde, artsy girl was working on a sketch in the corner. “Okay, just a little longer,” she said. In front of her stood a dark-skinned, muscular boy, posing.

“Is it done yet, Noelle?” asked the boy.

“Almost, Jeffy,” said Noelle. She made a few final swings of her pencil, and then smiled. “Done!”

“I thought I’d freeze if I posed any longer,” said Jeffy, “C’mon! There’s dancing to be done!” Jeffy started wildly dancing. Noelle shrugged and joined him.

'''Noelle: Sorry, but I can’t help saying this. Jeffy is HOT! He’s the perfect model for my sketches, and I’m always inspired when I’m around him. '''

Meanwhile, outside on the deck, two people were playing catch. One of them was a girl with blonde hair, a baseball cap, and sporty clothes. The other, a boy, had red hair and a sports jersey with a 7 on it.



“So Alexa,” said the boy, “What do you think’s going to happen when we get there?”

“I don’t know, Phil,” said Alexa, “They’re probably going to put us in teams and give us a first challenge. I really hope it’s a physical challenge.”

“I hope so too,” said Phil, “I hope I’m on your team. You’d be a strong link to the team. I mean, you’ve got a great arm for throwing.”

“Thanks, Phil!” said Alexa, “You’re not exactly a weakling yourself, you know.”

“Thanks,” said Phil.

“No problem,” said Alexa, “I’m just glad somebody like you appreciates me. Back at my hometown, none of the jocks take me seriously. I tried out for my school’s football team, but this one jerk went out of his way to prevent me from making the team! It’s madness!”

“Why would anyone do that?” asked Phil.

'''Phil: Seriously, why would anybody sink so low as to go out of their way just to keep a girl from joining a sports team? I hate some people... '''

“I don’t know,” said Alexa, “But that jerk paid the price for it. I hate people like him.”

“Me too,” said Phil, “A lot of my jock friends make fun of me for always letting girls join in our sports. They’ll never understand.”

“Nope,” said Alexa, “They probably won’t.”

Back at the party, Spike and Luciana were still dancing.

'''Spike: This is amazing! Being with Luciana makes me so happy! '''

'''Luciana: I would have left him to flirt with some more guys at this point, but Spike’s a good dancer. He says he’s never danced with a girl before. I highly doubt that. But I can’t let myself get too attached to anyone here. '''

“I’ll be right back,” said Luciana, “I have to go, bad.”

“Okay then, babe,” said Spike, “I’ll be waiting right here!” Luciana smiled and left. “Sucker,” she said under her breath. She came across a boy with long, fiery red hair, giving Lee a wedgie.

“Classic!” laughed the boy as Lee walked off. As he turned around, he saw Luciana. “Well, what do we have here?” he asked.

“Hi!” said Luciana, “I’m Luciana, what’s your name?” she winked at him.

The boy blushed. “I’m Quentin,” he said.

“Nice to meet you, Quentin!” said Luciana, “Okay, I’ll see you around!” she blew a kiss to Quentin, waved to him, and left. Quentin just stood there, in shock, blushing.

Oh her way back, Luciana bumped into Lee. “Oh, h-hi, Luciana,” he stammered.

“Can it, nerdy,” said Luciana, “I don’t date dorks.” Luciana walked past Lee and headed back to Spike. Samuel stood by the wall and watched the others dancing. He frowned.

'''Samuel: I didn’t join this stupid thing to dance around like a moron. I came to win. These guys have no idea who they’re dealing with, especially the flirty one. If she thinks she can charm me, she has another thing coming. '''

Samuel grimaced and left the room. After leaving, he bumped into a very creepy-looking boy with insane red eyes.

“Hi!” he said, “What’s your name? I’m Steve. Do you like partying? I do! I LOVE partying! Did you see that girl Luciana? She sure is hot, isn’t she? You know you – ACK!”

Samuel had grabbed Steve by the shirt collar. He proceeded to throw Steve across the hallway.

“Ouch!” said Steve, “What was that for?” Samuel began to walk away. “You better get back here, you hear me? You’ll regret the day you threw me across the hall!”

“Oh, I can’t wait,” said Samuel, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he disappeared down the hallway.

A blonde, paranoid-looking girl by the name of Alyssa heard footsteps from outside her room. She gasped. “Nah, it was probably just the wind,” she said, “Anyway, please, my family, guide me, like you always have. I see you near me, I feel your presence. I hear your voices. I can do this, with your guidance. Amen.”

'''Alyssa: My whole life, since they passed away, my entire family has been by my side my entire life. People think I’m mentally unstable, but I’m not. I’m just... not alone. Shut up, Cousin Al, who asked you? '''

On the deck, a boy with seemingly-white hair was skating circles around a cheerleader-type girl. “This is what I life for, girl. I life for the thrill of the ride!” said the boy.

“Oh please, Xavier,” said the girl, “So you’re standing on something with wheels. Whoop-do.”

“Lighten up, Trixie,” said Xavier, “This is gonna be fun!” Trixie simply rolled her eyes.

“Hey guys,” said Gabriella, a brunette dancer, “We’re here!”

“About time!” said Georgia, a redhead girl with a freckled face.

The boat stopped, and everybody got off and onto a mysterious, dark island.

“Welcome, victims,” said a mysterious voice from the shadows.

“Hey guys,” said Seto, “The boat’s gone!” The others looked behind them and found that Seto was right. The boat that landed here mere seconds ago was gone.

“I’m scared,” said Luciana. She suddenly clung to Spike. “I’m scared,” she said again. Quentin glared at Spike.

“Are you guys paying attention to me at all?” boomed the mysterious voice. A figure emerged from the shadows. He had black hair, was very tan, and appeared to have been working out for a long time. “Hello, everybody,” said the mysterious person in front of the 21 scared teens.

'''Lee: I think I just **** my pants! He’s scary! '''

'''Seto: I think I wet myself when I saw him. He looked so familiar, somehow. But he was really scary! '''

'''Samuel: So I thought to myself, who the hell is this pushover? '''

'''Becca: He looked so evil, and yet, so beautiful! '''

Muttering was heard amongst the 21 teens standing before this sinister man.

“I’m sure you all know who I am,” said the man.

Then suddenly, it came to them, all at once. The 21 teens all cried out in unison, the name of who was to be their worst nightmare, “Justin?!”

Chapter 2: “So what you’re saying is we’re screwed.”
“Yes, it is I, Justin,” said the sinister man in front of the 21 teens. All of them were stranded on a dark, scary island. Justin started laughing manically.

'''Seto: I never thought Justin would be like this! I wanna go home! '''

'''Georgia: This is insane! I came, expecting a normal reality show, and I get this? Has this stuff really sunk that low?! This has to be some kind of trick! '''

'''Trixie: No way, I am NOT doing this! '''

“Now,” said Justin, “Allow me to clear things up for you miserable wretches! While you are here, you must answer to me. You are the puppets, I am the puppeteer, and there is nothing any of you can do about it! You expected a traditional reality show, and if you still think that’s going to be the case, then you really are morons!”

'''Samuel: Okay, seriously, you have got to be ****ing kidding me! Even if this Justin guy were speaking the truth, if he actually thinks that he can handle me, then he’s got another thing coming! '''

Justin continued. “If any of you go out of line, I will have one or more of my seven guards, the seven strongest people I could find, teach you a lesson! And before you ask, Samuel, these are not people you can handle. These guys also carry tranquilizer guns, and one shot from one of those will knock you out cold!”

'''Samuel: Damn! '''

“I bet most of you wish to leave,” said Justin, “And I say, go ahead and go if you wish. That is, if you can swim! If you look into the darkness ahead, you’ll see a house of sorts. Meet me in there in twenty minutes!” With that, Justin turned around and left.

“That no good son of a ***** is going to pay for toying with us like that!” said Spike as soon as Justin left.

“I feel safer already!” said Luciana, who was clinging to Spike.

“Guys,” said Patricia, “We’re never going to overcome this if we just go without thinking. He’s obviously planned a revolt. We’ll have to think this strategically.”

“You said it, Patricia!” said Richard, “This is just like a game of chess. If we charge in now, we’ll all get captured and checkmated. We have to make our moves carefully if we want to prevail.”

“Problem is,” said Noelle, “We’re the pieces, not the players; Justin has full control over both sides. I fear we may get pitted against each other in an attempt to weaken us.”

Quentin smiled. “So you’re saying that we can’t wait, or else we’ll lose for sure. I like the sound of that! We’ll beat them all right now!”

Jeffy rolled his eyes. “We can’t,” he said, “Because if we charge now, they’ll be prepared and wipe us all out. We may even die!”

“So we can’t afford to wait,” said Timmy, “And we can’t afford to not wait. So what you’re saying is we’re screwed.”

“When you put it that way, then yes,” said Darla. She appeared to be the only one who wasn’t scared out of her mind at the moment.

“We’ll come up with something,” said Richard, “And we’ll do it together. In the meantime, let’s follow Darla’s lead and not let this get to our heads.”

“Teamwork, yay!” piped in Becca, “Teamwork makes everything better, right guys?”

Alexa rolled her eyes and stared walking toward the building. “We’ve no time to waste,” she said, “Let’s go.”

Phil ran up to her. “Wait up!” he said.

Spike ran after them. “Yeah, wait for me!” he yelled. Luciana smirked, waited until Spike was out of sight, and walked up next to Quentin.

”Hi cutie!” she said, and latched onto him.

'''Luciana: Piece of cake! I already have two boys right where I want them. And Lee, but he honestly creeps me out. I have dignity too, you know! '''

Lee ran up to Luciana and started sweating. “H-hi L-luciana,” he began.

“Beat it, loser!” snapped Luciana.

'''Lee: Geez, how could she think that Spike and Quentin are better than me? She doesn’t even know what she’s missing! '''

Alyssa walked behind the others, shaking with every step. “I told you this was a bad idea!” said a deep voice inside her head, “Why don’t you listen to me?”

“I’m sorry dad,” she whispered, “But Cousin Zachary and Uncle Niles insisted. They said it’ll be fun.”

“Don’t listen to them,” said the deep voice, “I’ll guide you through this.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

When the teens entered the building, they saw Justin waiting for them. “About time you showed up!” he said. “Now that you’re here, I’m going to get down to business. First of all, I’m dividing you into teams. This is a reality show, right? So, here we go. Samuel, Alyssa, Spike, Luciana, Lee, Trixie, Quentin, Patricia, Darla, and Steve, you will be known as the Wretched Souls!”

“Wretched souls?” said Steve, “That sounds just like a pirate movie! Are we gonna go looking for buried treasure?”

'''Gabriella: I seriously think that boy is insane. As if it wasn’t obvious already! '''

'''Trixie: Those guys are messed up in the head! How am I going to survive here? '''

“The rest of you,” continued Justin, “Gabriella, Jeffy, Timmy, Alexa, Phil, Richard, Georgia, Xavier, Becca, and Noelle, are henceforth the Victims of Terror! '''

'''Noelle: That sounds scary, really scary. But at least I’m on the same team as Jeffy! '''

'''Richard: This stinks. I was hoping to be on the same team as Patricia. She’s really smart, and I was counting on her to come up with a plan with me. Looks like I’m on my own. '''

“Wait a minute,” said Seto, “What about me?”

“I never invited you, squirt,” said Justin. He looked down, annoyed, at Seto. “Maybe my guards can work out something.” Justin started laughing.

“Wait!” intervened Richard, “He’s with me!”

“Very well,” said Justin, “You’re with the Victims of Terror now. If Richard goes, you go, blah, blah, blah. Happy?”

“Very!” said Seto. Seto ran to Richard and hugged him.

'''Seto: Richard and I are going to do this together, just like we always do! '''

“If anyone would like to switch teams, speak now or forever hold your peace,” said Justin.

“I would,” said Patricia.

“Too bad!” laughed Justin, “I just wanted to see who did! Now, let’s get on with the challenge. I want to see you squirm!”

“Isn’t this great, Gabby?” asked Darla, “We’re on the same team!”

Gabriella glared at Becca. “Don’t call me Gabby,” she said.

“That guy has some serious issues,” whispered Gabriella to Timmy as their team left the building.

“You said it,” said Timmy. The teens followed Justin to a huge tree in the middle of a forest.

“First team to get everyone up the tree wins,” said Justin, “And to make things fair, squirt will sit out of the challenge.”

“It’s Seto,” said Seto.

“Who gives a crap?” asked Justin, “And... begin!”

Not even a second after he said that, Alexa and Samuel had already started climbing.

“You can’t out-climb me!” taunted Alexa, and continued climbing. She found a sturdy branch and climbed onto it.

“You don’t want to taunt me,” warned Samuel, as he climbed onto a different branch.

“Wait!” chimed in Becca, “We have to win with teamwork! It’s the only way!”

Jeffy rolled his eyes. “Can we talk after? I’m trying to focus on the challenge.” Jeffy quickly started climbing the tree. He was joined by Noelle.

“This is crazy!” said Noelle as she climbed the tree.

“You said it,” said Jeffy. He climbed onto the branch Alexa was on. Noelle tried to do that too, but she slipped and fell.

Jeffy grabbed Noelle’s wrist before she could fall all the way down. “It’s okay,” he said, “I got you.”

“Thanks, Jeffy!” Noelle blushed, as Jeffy helped her onto the branch.

'''Jeffy: Yeah, I like Noelle. There’s no denying it. I’m just scared to ask her out, because if she says no, I don’t know what I would do! '''

Steve climbed the tree faster than a tree squirrel. The others looked at him, shocked, when he reached the branch. “What?” asked Steve, and broke into laughter.

'''Justin: I wanted to make things a little harder for them, but I thought to myself, maybe I should lower their guard before I go in for the kill. Like what Courtney did to me way back when! When I’m done with these miserable souls, she’s next! She will pay for what she did to me! They’ll ALL pay!!!! '''

After ten more minutes, Becca, Timmy, Richard, Lee, Luciana, Trixie, Spike, Patricia, and Alyssa had all climbed the tree.

“This is easy!” said Xavier, after climbing onto the Victims of Terror’s branch. “What do you think I did in my spare time, before I started skating?”

“THIS is the best they can come up with?” taunted Darla, as she climbed onto the Wretched Souls’ branch.

“I’ve had more trouble doing my laundry!” laughed Georgia from atop her team’s branch.

“Same here,” said Phil, who was next to her, “I’m not the star player on my football team for nothing!”

Only Gabriella and Quentin remained. At the same time, they started climbing the tree.

“You can do it, Gabby!” cheered Becca from her branch, “Just remember that kindness always wins in the end, no matter what!”

Gabriella stopped climbing and gave Becca the dirtiest look she’d ever seen. “I told you, don’t call me Gabby!”

In that moment, Quentin grabbed Gabriella by the back of her shirt and threw her off of the tree. By the time she hit the ground, Quentin was already on his team’s branch.

'''Justin: That was awesome! That’s the kind of action I was looking to see! '''

“The Wretched Souls win!” shouted Justin, “Which means that the Victims of Terror will have to meet me tonight at that building from before! Oh yeah, that’s the mess hall. You’ll eat your meals there. I took the liberty of getting four trailers on this place. They’re behind the mess hall. There are two for each team; one for the boys of the team, and one for the girls. Just wanted to let you know, that I’m not completely heartless. Next to the trailers, there is a voting booth, Victims of Terror, you guys must cast your votes in there by tonight. Each of you MUST vote! I’ll see you tonight, at 11!”

Richard voted for Gabriella. “You messed up, big time!”

Jeffy voted for Becca. “You messed up, big time!”

'''That night, at the mess hall... '''

The members of the Victims of Terror team stood in front of Justin, shoulder-to-shoulder. The clock read 11:00. Justin smiled.

“Usually,” he began, “The host gives everyone something like a marshmallow, or ice cream, or chocolate, as a symbol of life on this game. The person who doesn’t get one would then leave. Now that you all have cast your votes, I’m going to explain how I do things here. You each get a marshmallow, no matter what. You take it from me, eat it, and then go to your trailer for a good night’s sleep. For one of you, this will be our parting gift to you. So, here we go.”

Justin took a plate with eleven marshmallows on it from behind him. “One for Richard,” he took one of the marshmallows and placed it in Richard’s hands. He ate it and left. This process continued with everybody else, one by one.

“Gabriella, Noelle, Jeffy, Xavier, Becca, Alexa, Phil, Timmy, and Georgia. And we can’t forget little Seto, now can we?”

Seto left after everyone else. “Perfect,” said Justin after he left, “My first victim won’t even know what hit her!” Justin laughed manically and left to get his own good night’s sleep.

Becca slept fondly in her trailer, dreaming about what friendships she’d make on the island. Suddenly, she felt strange. Her thoughts started spinning, as if they were a basketball, rolling downhill. Suddenly, Becca started to lose her thoughts. She tried to move, but quickly realized that she couldn’t. Finally, everything went black.

One of Justin’s guards walked into one of the trailers, and walked out carrying Becca. Justin smiled approvingly.

“You know,” he said, “I’m kind of glad they voted her out first. We don’t want things getting too cheery around here, now don’t we?”

“That’s right, boss,” said the guard, “Now what do I do with the girl?”

Justin sighed. “Didn’t we talk about this? Take her to the boat on the other side of the island, drive over to Boney Island, and leave her there.”

“Okay boss,” said the guard, and walked away.

“Excellent,” said Justin.

Chapter 3: “Holy crap! I think I’m in love!”
“NOOOOOOO!!!”

Darla’s eyes opened at the sound of that shriek coming from her trailer. Her watch read 5:00. Darla sighed.

'''Darla: I’m miserable as it is. I’m trapped on this evil island, and at the mercy of a hot psychopath. I don’t need some scared-out-of-her-mind chick keeping me awake every night.”

“Who’s there?” asked an uneasy Darla.

“Darla? I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” asked Patricia, “That was me. I had a bad dream, that’s all. Hehe.”

“It’s okay, we all have our bad dreams,” said Darla. She smiled. “Could you describe your dream?” she asked.

“Okay,” said Patricia, “In my dream, we had to do a race in a challenge, and I was running alongside Richard, the smart guy from the other team. Suddenly some giant bear comes out of nowhere and starts chasing us. Suddenly Richard and I both trip over a log and the bear catches up. He mauls Richard with his giant, hideous paws. I woke up after that.”

“At least he didn’t maul you,” said Darla, “Hold onto that dream. I swear, it means something.” Darla paused to think for a minute. “Wait,” she said, “Did you say that Richard was in your dream?”

“Yeah, so?” asked Patricia.

'''Patricia: In retrospect, I probably shouldn’t have asked that. '''

Darla smirked. “You like him, don’t you?” she laughed.

“No, I don’t!” yelled Patricia. Darla was unable to see Patricia blushing in the dark.

“Right,” said Darla, rolling her eyes, “He was in your dream, on your first night here. That’s your brain telling you that you like him. But since the bear mauled him and not you, it could also mean that you wish to see him go.”

“Well it’s neither!” said Patricia. Darla rolled her eyes.

'''Patricia: I do not like Richard! Okay? Darla thinks that she’s some kind of holy matchmaker, but she’s not! She’s just annoying! '''

'Darla: She SO'' digs him! '''

'''Steve: I love pie! I love pumpkin pie the best, because it’s so pumpkiney and yummy! Hooray for pie! '''

One hour later, the sound of a loud air horn woke everybody up.

“Rise and shine, my lovely victims!” said Justin over the megaphone.

'''Trixie: Ugh! That Justin’s getting on my last nerves! '''

The 19 competitors left, and Seto, entered the mess hall for breakfast. “Hello, campers,” said Justin.

“Wait a minute,” said Gabriella, where’s Becca?

Justin smirked. “There will be plenty of time for explanations later. It’s time for your challenge. This is a personal favorite of mine, so you’re all in luck!”

“Wait a minute,” said Trixie, clearly annoyed, “What about breakfast?”

“Food comes after the challenge,” said Justin, “Now, follow me.” Justin left the mess hall, and the others reluctantly followed him.

Justin led the others to a dodgeball court. “Welcome to dodgeball!” cheered Justin, “I LOVED this game in TDI! This court is my one sanctuary from the evils of outside, and now you guys will play a sport in it! You guys know the rules of dodge ball, so, pick your five players, and begin!”

“Wow,” said Timmy, “This place looks just like the court from Total Drama Island!”

Justin nodded. “Indeed it does,” he said.

The Victims of Terror team huddled together. “We need to send our strongest out there,” said Richard, “I nominate Jeffy, Timmy, and Alexa.”

“Sounds like a plan,” said Phil, “I’m going in too!”

“I wanna play!” said Seto, “I’m good at dodgeball!”

Timmy smiled. “Sure, little tyke, of course you can play,” he said. Seto high-fived him.

“YES!” cheered Seto.

Meanwhile, the Wretched Souls team huddled together.

“We need our strongest out there,” said Luciana, “To show those wimps what power’s all about!” She put her arm around Spike. He blushed. “I nominate Spike,” she put her other arm around Quentin. He blushed. “And Quentin.”

“I’ll do it too,” said Steve, “I can dodge better than the monkey on the sugar high! Boh-yah!”

Lee gave his signature dorky smile. “Let me play, too!”

Trixie rolled her eyes. “Fine,” she said, “And I’ll play too.”

“Great!” said Luciana, “Let’s play some ball!”

'''Lee: This is my big chance to prove myself to Luciana! '''

'''Trixie: I wasn’t going to let my team accuse me of being a weak team player!”

Steve, Quentin, Spike, Lee, and Trixie each took a dodge ball and proceeded to their side of the court. Seto, Timmy, Jeffy, Alexa, and Phil each took a dodgeball and proceeded to their side of the court.

“And... begin!” shouted Justin. Alexa instantly threw her ball, hitting Trixie in the stomach. Trixie picked herself up and walked over to the bench where the others sat.

“Take that!” shouted Alexa. She high-fived Phil.

“That was awesome!” yelled Phil. A dodge ball to the face quickly shut him up.

“Nice toss, Spike,” said Quentin.

“Thanks, bro,” said Spike.

'''Quentin: I’m beginning to respect Spike as a person. He’s not just some punk who stands between me and Luciana. He’s a cool guy. '''

“Take this!” shouted Lee. He threw his dodgeball as hard as he could; only to have it hit the ground before even crossing the line and into the other side. The ball rolled to Alexa, who grabbed it, smirked at Lee, and nailed him in the face with the ball.

'''Lee: Holy crap! I think I’m in love! '''

Steve spun around a few times, jumped six feet up into the air, and threw the ball as hard as he could at Seto. When he landed, Steve gasped at the sight that lay before him: Seto had actually caught the ball! Steve slunk to the bench, and Xavier got onto the court.

“Let’s do this!” cheered Xavier. He picked up a dodgeball and, in complete unison with Alexa, chucked the ball at Quentin. Quentin rolled to the side, evading both balls.

'''Xavier: Damn it! He’s good! '''

Quentin tossed both balls thrown at him, at Alexa and Xavier. Timmy jumped in front of them and took the hits of both dodgeballs.

“Thanks, Timmy!” said Alexa.

“No problem,” said Timmy, as he walked back to the bench.

Xavier picked up the two dodge balls and glared at Quentin. He chucked both of them at the other side at once. To the surprise of the others, one dodgeball hit Quentin, while the other hit Spike.

“Victims of Terror win!” cheered Justin, “All right! Wretched Souls, you’ll have to vote somebody off tonight, but it has to be one of the five people that participated in the game! Alyssa, Darla, Patricia, Samuel, and Luciana all have invincibility.”

Georgia ran up to Xavier and hugged him. “You were awesome!” she shouted. Xavier smirked.

“I know,” he said confidently.

Richard ran up to Seto and hugged him. “That was amazing!” he said, “Way to go!”

“Thanks, bro!” said Seto.

“Okay, we did your stupid challenge,” said Samuel, “Now what about our food?”

“Ah yes,” said Justin, “come with me.”

The teens followed Justin back into the mess hall, where there was a pile of grey sludge on a plate waiting for each of them. “There’s your food,” said Justin, “Enjoy!”

“Did your eyes just turn red?” asked Quentin.

“SHUT UP AND EAT!!!” Yelled Justin. After making his point, Justin left the campers to their meals.

“This stuff is disgusting!” said Noelle.

“Yup,” said Jeffy, “But I have a solution!”

'''Jeffy: I just gotta do this right! '''

Jeffy ran to his trailer and returned with his backpack. He opened it, revealing hundreds of energy bars. “I brought them with me, in case this would happen,” explained Jeffy. He took one out and ate it.

“Can I have one?” asked Noelle.

“Sure,” said Jeffy, “But only if you’ll go out with me!”

'''Jeffy: I can’t believe I had said that so easily! I just got to pray that she says yes! '''

'''Noelle: Wow! Jeffy asked me out! OH MY GOD!!! '''

Noelle’s eyes lit up. “Oh Jeffy, I’d love to!” she said. She hugged Jeffy tightly. “Oh Jeffy,” she said.

“Noelle...” said Jeffy, “Thank you.”

Noelle then reached into Jeffy’s backpack and took out an energy bar. “And thank you!” she said. Jeffy smiled as Noelle ate the energy bar.

Meanwhile, things got a bit complicated at the Wretched Souls’ table. “It’s either Lee or Trixie,” Luciana explained, “Who’s it going to be?”

“Lee,” said Spike and Quentin at the same time.

“My dad says to vote out Trixie,” said Alyssa, “He’s always right.”

“I’m going with Alyssa here,” said Patricia, “Trixie has to go. She’s a snob.”

“Agreed,” said Darla, “And she’s mean.”

“Ugh!” shouted Trixie, and left the room.

“I’m voting with the boys,” said Luciana, “That leaves Steve and Samuel as the deciding votes.”

“I’ll think about it,” said Samuel. He got up and left the room.

Steve smirked and left the room without saying a word.

'''Throughout the day, the votes were cast! '''

Patricia voted for Trixie. “There’s no room for you here.”

Luciana voted for Lee. “You nerds freak me out!”

Steve voted for Darla. “HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!”

That night, everybody went to sleep except for the five members of the Wretched Souls team who were up for elimination. “I’m glad you could make it,” said Justin, “I tallied the votes, and now, one fo you will feast on your last marshmallow here.” He handed out marshmallows one at a time. “One for Spike, one for Quentin, one for Steve, one for Lee, and one for Trixie.” The five took their marshmallows and ate them. “Good night, everybody,” said Justin. His eyes shone red as the others left.

That night, Lee enjoyed a pleasant dream about his video games. Suddenly, Lee started to lose control of his thoughts. Everything started spinning around and around, until everything went black.

One of Justin’s guards silently took the unconscious Lee and carried him to a far-away boat.

Chapter 4: “What the heck would I have to gain from tormenting you?”
The night was covered in darkness. There were no sounds except from the owls and bats that took residence in the forest that is The Dark Island.

'''Timmy: My friend Richard and I dubbed this place, The Dark Island. It’s fitting, isn’t it? '''

The only other sounds were the snoring noises, coming from the trailers in which 19 teens, and little Seto, slept, always fearing what Justin would do next. Not a soul slept soundly. No soul will ever sleep well on this god-forsaken island. The sheer dread and terror simply engulfs everybody, every night, and if not that, then it’s somebody’s own insanity that provides cursed dreams. Being awake isn’t much better, when you’re constantly reminded that you’ve been doomed to spend a summer here, at the mercy of a psychopath. A living hell is what waits at The Dark Island.

Nobody slept soundly, and Spike was no exception. He dreamed of his gang back home, spending days and nights on the streets of New York City. Spike did not dream scenes, rather, he dreamed pictures. He dreamed of his gang suffering without him. He dreamed of his gang being taken down by another without Spike’s strength. His gang was his family, and was torture to even think of these things for poor Spike. But alas, that was what filled his mind on his second night at The Dark Island.

He dreamed of Woolly Beavers attacking his gang, his family, and devouring them. He dreamed of a tornado swallowing them up, while Spike could only look on helplessly, shouting “Make it stop! Make it stop!” again and again. The tricks of The Dark Island never did answer those pleads.

Spike tossed and turned in his trailer bunk, asleep, as images of his gang being stabbed to death by Justin rushed through his head. Finally, an image of Justin laughing triumphantly while his gang lay dead on the streets, their blood everywhere, forced Spike back into consciousness. Spike let out a single cry, and then just lay awake in his bunk, breathing hard, dripping sweat, while trying to forget his dreams.

“Why,” whispered Spike in his sleep, “Why do I have to be put through this torture? What the hell did I ever do to deserve this?”

Out of the corner of his eye, Spike saw Lee’s bunk empty. The sheets were nice and neat, but there was no person in it. “Where did they take him?” Spike asked himself, “Where do the eliminated go?”

Spike reflected to earlier that day, when he wrote Lee’s name on the ballot. “If I had known of the madness,” Spike said softly to himself, “I wouldn’t have done that. Who does that freak Justin think he is, messing with our heads like that?” he sighed, “At least wherever Lee’s going, it’s better than here. I’d give anything to leave this place.” Quietly, Spike got up and looked around him. It seemed that bad dreams were spreading like the plague. Spike’s heart sank as he saw Quentin, his only fiend here, sweating and tossing around in his top bunk. Steve too, was uneasy, his insane mind probably projecting the worst of images. Finally, Spike looked at Samuel. He was certainly not smiling, and his eyes were tightly shut, but Spike noticed that Samuel wasn’t tossing, turning, sweating, or showing actual fear like the others were. “How does he do it?” whispered Spike. He opened the trailer door and looked outside, at the pitch-blackness that surrounded him and the trailer. “Darkness as far as the eye can see,” Spike turned around to find Richard also outside, sitting at his trailer’s front step.

“Richard?” asked Spike. He went outside completely, shut the door, and walked over to him.

“Yup,” said Richard, “You’re Spike, right?”

“The one and only,” said Spike, “What the hell are you doing outside?”

“The same could be asked of you.”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“Me neither.” Richard let out a deep sigh.

“Figures,” said Spike, “How long were you out here?”

“An hour, give or take.”

“How long will we be trapped here?”

Richard’s eyes welled up with tears. “I don’t know,” he said, “But I want to go home! I want to go back to the street; at least it’s better than this!” Richard suddenly started sobbing.

“So do I,” said Spike, “But we can’t let Justin win. We can’t let these tricks get to our heads. We have to stay strong!”

“Easier said than done.”

Spike nodded. “I know that,” he said, “But we’ll have to try. Stay strong, for your brother.”

“Seto?”

“Yeah, Seto. Think about it. He’s probably even more scares right now than you are. Richard, You can’t let him down.”

“Okay,” said Richard, “I’ll try to stay strong.”

Spike gave Richard a pat on the back. “That’s the spirit!” he said. For the first time since arriving, Spike smiled. The smile quickly vanished as an air horn blew over the loudspeaker. “Great,” said Spike, “Challenge time. I’ll see you,” with that, Spike turned around and walked in the direction of the mess hall.

“Bye,” whispered Richard.

The kids walked silently and somberly into the mess hall, where there was sludge waiting for each of them. Jeffy sat next to Noelle. She rested her head on his shoulder.

“Hey Noelle,” said Jeffy. He smiled.

'''Jeffy: The only thing keeping me from breaking under the madness is Noelle. I don’t know why, but she makes my happy. '''

'''Noelle: I guess you can say that Jeffy’s my one connection to sanity on this stupid island. '''

“Hey Jeffy,” said Noelle. She started to giggle.

“What?” asked Jeffy.

“Nothing,” replied Noelle.

Just then, Justin walked into the room. “Hello everybody,” he laughed. His eyes shone red. “I hope you’re ready for today’s challenge. So, are you?”

Quentin: Oh god no! 

“Whatever,” said Quentin. He collapsed on the table.

“Quentin, are you okay?” asked Luciana.

“Let’s see,” mumbled Quentin, “I’ve collapsed from exhaustion, after having the worst dreams last night, and I’m at the mercy of a ****ing psycho. So no, I’m not okay.”

“Well, excuse me for caring,” said Luciana.

“Sorry Luciana,” said Quentin, “But if you had bad dreams like I did, you’d understand.”

'''Luciana: I dreamed about being ugly. It doesn’t get any worse than that! '''

“So,” said Patricia, “Will we get the pleasure of doing one of your favorites this time?”

“NO!” shouted Justin, “Today you shall go through tests of endurance. Last team remaining wins invincibility. Now get your sorry butts outside NOW!” Everybody got up and went outside to begin the challenge.

“I’m kind of scared,” said Georgia.

“Don’t be,” said Xavier, “You’ll do fine, I can guarantee that.”

“Thanks, Xavier,” said Georgia.

'''Georgia: What IS it about that guy that’s so reassuring? '''

Alyssa walked behind the others. “I’m scared,” she whispered to herself.

“You’ll do fine,” said the voice of her dad, “We’ll make sure of it.”

“Thank you,” said Alyssa, “Dad? I’ve been thinking about something.”

“What’s that, sweetie?” asked her Dad.

“I was thinking about committing suicide,” confided Alyssa, “So I can escape the nightmare that is my life, and join you on the other side at last.”

“Sweetie,” soothingly said her dad, “You have so much life left to live. You have something we don’t. Don’t throw it away.”

“So I have to live only to fulfill an obligation to you?” Alyssa folded her arms. “Great, just great.”

The campers followed Justin to an area of the forest, with two canoes waiting for them, each containing a few weights.

“For the first part of the challenge,” said Justin, “Each team must lift their canoe together. If you want to quit, simply let go and head to the voting booth, to cast a vote for somebody else. The vote will not count if your team wins. We’ll move on to the next part of the challenge when one team collapses under the pressure of the canoe. Begin!”

The two teams grabbed their canoes and lifted them over their heads. About five minutes into the challenge, Trixie let go of the canoe.

“There is no way I’m putting up with this bull****!” said Trixie, and went back to camp.

“Jeez, she could at least try,” commented Patricia.

At the booth, Trixie voted for Steve. “Bye-bye, freak show!”

Back at the canoes, both teams were struggling to hold theirs up. “Stupid weights,” said Darla.

“You said it,” said Patricia.

“That reminds me,” Darla smirked, “When are you going to tell him?”

“Tell who what?”

“Richard.”

“What about him?”

“Tell him that you like him.”

“But I do not like him!”

“Riiiight.”

“I don’t believe you!” chimed in Steve.

“You let go of the canoe, Steve!” said Justin, “you’re out!’ Steve shrugged and left.”

Steve voted for Samuel. “He doesn’t even like pie! 3.1415926.....”

“You can’t hide it from me, bro,” said Timmy, “I can tell that you like her.”

“What?!” asked Richard, “what the hell gave you that idea? '''

“Let’s just say that my best friend’s a matchmaker. I can tell by the way you look at her. You should totally ask her out!”

“Okay, mister smarty pants, who do you like then?”

Timmy sighed. “Look. I know you like Patricia. I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll hook up you and Patricia, if you help me hook up with Darla.”

Richard smiled. “You’d really do that? I mean, the whole thing wasn’t just torment?”

“Look,” said Timmy, “What the heck would I have to gain from tormenting you? We’re a team, so we should act like one. Right?”

“Right!” said Richard. “It’s a deal!”

'''Richard: Okay, saying that I like Patricia would be the understatement of the year. I’m smitten with her! She’s the smartest girl I ever met, and she’s caring, and sweet, and she’s beautiful too! I’ve never felt this way before. I can’t let Seto find out, or else he’ll tease me about it, like he teased me about liking this girl named Jess back home, two years ago. '''

Soon, the weight of the canoe became too much for little Seto. “I can’t go on any more,” said Seto, “Besides; I have to go pee-tinkle.” Seto ran out of the area as fast as he could.

“What a baby,” muttered Gabriella under her breath. The canoe collapsed on her and on her team. “Damn it!” she screamed out loud.

“Next up,” said Justin, “You all must jog in place as fast as you can. When you get tired, leave and vote.”

Everyone started jogging. After twenty minutes, Timmy, Richard, and Noelle all stopped.

“Tired...” moaned Richard. The three left.

Richard voted for Gabriella. “Sorry, but you’re kind of a pain in the butt.”

Timmy voted for Alexa. “I can’t think of anyone else. Sorry.”

Noelle voted for Phil. “I can’t think of anyone else. Sorry.”

“Hey Alexa, what’s up?” asked Phil while jogging.

“Now much, besides the obvious, why?” said Alexa.

“Well, having someone to talk to helps distract from the fatigue,” mentioned Phil.

“Good point,” said Alexa.

“I hate to bring this up,” said Phil, “But I heard rumors coming from the other team about you.”

“Oh god, not again,” said Alexa, “Last year; the cheerleaders started a rumor that I was a lesbian to keep me from joining the basketball team.”

“Ouch!”

“Yup. So, what was the rumor?”

“The rumor was that you have a crush on me. Is that true?”

Alexa suddenly stopped in her tracks. “Out!” yelled Justin.

“Wait,” said Alexa, “Phil, who told you that?”

“Luciana,” said Phil, “And Quentin, and yesterday, Lee.”

“Figures,” muttered Alexa, as she headed back to camp.

Suddenly, Samuel collapsed on his knees. “Cramp!” he cried, “Cramp! I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that goop this morning!”

“Samuel is out!” yelled Justin. As Samuel returned to camp, many others collapsed, because of cramps from the breakfast goop.

Samuel voted for Trixie. “Snobby little bitch.”

Richard, Timmy, Georgia, Xavier, Darla, Patricia, Phil, Spike, Quentin, and Gabriella all walked back to camp.

“We have a winner!” announced Justin, even though the only one there was Jeffy, “Jeffy wins! The Victims of Terror win! You head back, dude, I’ll let the others know who should be worried tonight.” With that, Justin ran off.

'''Jeffy: I knew those energy bars would pay off! '''

That night at the mess hall, the 9 remaining members of the Wretched Souls team stood before Justin.

“You’ve all cast your votes, and made your decision. Now, here are your marshmallows. One for Samuel, one for Trixie, one for Spike, Luciana, Patricia, one for Quentin, one for Steve, one for Darla, and finally, one for Alyssa. Good night, everybody!” The campers ate their marshmallows and went to sleep.

Justin crept into the girl’s trailer, where Trixie slept. He walked over to her, and found her completely unconscious. Justin smirked. “Hey Trixie, I got you an early birthday present,” whispered Justin, “It’s called spending eternity rotting on Boney Island. I hope you don’t already have one!” With that, Justin carried Trixie out of the trailer and sent her away.

Chapter 5: “Because shut up.”
12:00, midnight. The night was pitch-black, and there was no noise, except for the shrieking of the bats. Not a soul was awake. Nobody that is, except for Noelle. She sat outside her trailer, sketching.

'''Noelle: When I get angry, or annoyed, or sad, I take out my good old sketchpad and start drawing. It soothes my soul. '''

With a book light attacked to her pad, Noelle was able to sketch even in the darkest of nights. She closed her eyes and let her hand move freely, the pencil making a mark on the paper in the process.

'''Noelle: I’m completely at ease when I sketch. '''

When Noelle allowed her eyes to open, she saw an image of Jeffy on the paper. Noelle sighed happily, turned the page, and started to sketch again. She hummed a tune as she drew. Then, she started to sing.

“All you need is love,” she sang, “All you need is love. All you need is love, love, love is all you need. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done...”

When she opened her eyes this time, Noelle saw her college dorm, complete with her roommate, perfectly portrayed on the paper. Noelle smiled, and a tear formed in her eye. The tear ran down her cheek and fell on the paper, followed by many others.

“I miss you guys,” she said. Noelle held the picture to her heart, and cried.

“I promise,” she said, in between sobs, “I’ll come back as soon as I can. As soon as I get off this hellhole, I’ll be able to see you all again!”

Noelle closed her sketchbook, and simply sat there, sobbing. She looked around her; everything was patch-black without her book light. Noelle smiled and walked back into her trailer. She got into her bunk, and drifted off into sleep.

Meanwhile, Gabriella tossed and turned in her bed, unable to escape the nightmares that befell her. In one dream, her dance classroom got set on fire, with everybody inside it, including her. In another, Justin had her cornered, and put a knife against her throat, while Gabriella could only beg for mercy as Justin killed her.

Gabriella’s eyes shot open, and she found herself on the floor. She got back into her top bunk, and lay there, wide awake, shivering from her own nightmares.

“Why...?” she asked herself, over and over again. Six hours later, an air horn over the loudspeaker, courtesy of Justin, woke up the remaining campers.

“I hate that,” muttered Darla.

“So do I,” said Patricia.

“That reminds me,” said Luciana, “Shouldn’t Trixie be whining too right about now?” Right after saying that, Luciana saw that Trixie’s bed was empty, and there was no sign of her in the trailer. “Never mind,” she said.

“Another day, another victim of Justin’s wrath,” said Alyssa.

“Yup,” said Darla, “Yo Luciana, when are you going to decide between those two guys that are nuts about you?”

“You mean Spike and Quentin?” she asked, “Maybe never. Their votes go a long way. And why are you so nosy?”

“It’s my nature, I guess,” said Darla. She shrugged. “Just ask Patricia.”

Patricia glared at Darla. “Will you get off of my case already?” she inquired, rather annoyed.

“No,” was Darla’s reply, “Probably not.”

“Whatever,” said Luciana, rolling her eyes.

'''Luciana: If Darla tries to play matchmaker on me, it’ll ruin my entire strategy! I can’t let that happen!'''

“Come on, you losers!” said Justin on the loudspeaker, “You have a challenge to lose!”

Luciana rolled her eyes and left. The others joined her.

The campers found Justin in front of the mess hall. “Challenge first, today,” he said, “Follow me.” Justin walked off, the others right behind him. They arrived at a large river, with a gymnastics pole above it. The pole was connected to the ground, yet hovering over the river.

“Your challenge,” said Justin, “Is to hang on to that pole, and to not fall off. Last one still hanging on wins immunity for his or her team. Do you understand?”

“Yeah, we get it,” said Xavier, annoyed.

“Good,” said Justin, “However, since you guys have two more team members, Wretched Souls, pick two people from the Victims of Terror team to sit out of the challenge.”

The Wretched Souls team members huddled together. Everyone else heard whispering from the crowd. Finally, the team separated, and Samuel stepped forward.

“We choose Alexa and Phil.” He said. Alexa and Phil looked shocked.

“Okay then,” said Phil.

“You two return to camp,” said Justin, “The rest of you, get ready for the challenge.”

'''Phil: What I heard the other day about Alexa liking me completely threw me off. I need to know for sure, but I don’t want to come off as nosy. '''

'''Alexa: When Phil told me about those rumors about me having a crush on him, I was shocked! I mean, it’s just like some of the jerks on the other team to do that, but still, I never told them anything! '''

'''Darla: Guilty as charged. Alexa never told me that she liked Phil, but I saw it in her eyes. Besides, they’re perfect for each other! Just look at them! '''

“So,” said Phil, as he and Alexa walked back to camp, “You want to play some catch?”

Alexa shrugged. “Whatever,” she said, and walked ahead of him. Phil could tell that she was unhappy.

“Hey,” asked Phil, “What are you so glum all of a sudden?”

Alexa looked behind her, at Phil. “Because shut up,” she said, and continued walking. Phil ran up to her.

Meanwhile, the campers who were competing in the challenge hung onto the pole, above the river.

“Begin!” shouted Justin.

“Hey Gabby,” said Luciana, “How are you doing?”

“Don’t call me Gabby!” screamed Gabriella. In her rage, she accidentally let go of the pole, and fell down into the river, screaming the whole time.

'''Justin: That was hilarious! '''

'''Steve: That was fun! HEHEHEHE!!! '''

“Cannonball!” shouted Steve. He let go of the pole, and did a cannonball into the river below.

“I’m scared of heights,” said Timmy.

“You’ll be okay,” said Richard, “Trust me. I’ve done this before. All you have to do is close your eyes and forget about the situation.” Richard closed his eyes and smiled, and Timmy and Seto did the same.

Noelle and Jefy hung next to each other. Noelle looked down at the river below.

“Jeffy, I’m scared of heights,” said Noelle.

“You’ll do fine, babe,” said Jeffy, “I promise.”

Suddenly, Noelle slipped and fell. “NOOOO!!” she screamed as she fell.

“I’m coming Noelle!” yelled Jeffy. He let go of the pole, and fell as fast as he could until he was next to Noelle again. Noelle clung to him.

“It’s okay,” said Jeffy, “It’ll be okay.” He held Noelle until they hit the water. The current brought them back to camp.

“I can’t do this,” whispered Alyssa to herself, “I just can’t!”

“Don’t say that,” said the voice of her dad inside her head, “You’ll do fine.”

“I can’t,” she kept on saying, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t. I hate heights more than anything!”

At that moment, Alyssa allowed herself to let go and fall into the water. “I just can’t,” she whispered. The current of the river consumed her, taking her back to camp.

Georgia closed her eyes and smiled without saying a word. Xavier looked at her in awe.

“How does she do that?” he asked, “The rest of us are scared, or worried, or something, but not her. She just stays calm. That’s incredible!”

“It sure is,” said Darla.

'''Darla: Sweet! I’m on fire! I figured out that Alexa likes Phil, that Patricia likes Richard, and now I realized that Xavier has the hots for Georgia! I might actually enjoy it here. '''

Darla looked down at the river and saw Timmy being taking back to camp by the strong current. She sighed. Meanwhile, Luciana was between Spike and Quentin. All three were looking down at the river and taking deep breaths to calm themselves down.

“Are you two going to be okay?” asked Luciana, with genuine concern.

“I’m not going to lie to you,” said Quentin, “probably not.”

'''Luciana: He’s only human, and I can’t blame the guy for being scared. I’m terrified of heights, after I went rock climbing and fell. Nobody was paying any attention, so I broke my leg that day. '''

“It’s just a river,” said Spike, “It’s nothing too dangerous. Even if we fall, we’ll land in water. Don’t be so scared, guys. Just relax.” He smiled.

'''Quentin: Spike’s a real pal. I probably would have freaked out if not for him. '''

'''Luciana: I’m really glad Spike was there. I don’t know how he did it, but he made the rest of us feel better. I picked the right guys to hang out with! '''

“You’re right,” said Quentin, “There is nothing to be scared of. Thanks, Spike.”

“Anytime,” said Spike. Suddenly, the three heard screaming. They turned their heads and saw Darla and Xavier falling into the river.

“Okay, now I’m freaked out,” said Spike.

Patricia looked down at the river and started breathing short, fast breaths. Richard opened his eyes and saw her.

“Hey Patricia, are you going to be okay?” he asked.

“No,” said Patricia, “The current’s moving so fast! It’s scary. Seeing everybody get swallowed up by the current is so scary.”

“Just relax,” said Richard, “Just close your eyes, breathe deep, and forget about the river. You’ll be okay. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Richard went back to doing just that. Patricia smiled and blushed, and then joined him. Richard opened his eyes again to the sound of screaming. He looked down, and saw Seto falling down.

“Seto! No!” shouted Richard.

'''Richard: The tide was too strong for Seto to handle! I knew what I had to do! '''

Richard let go and fell as fast as possible. When he reached Seto’s altitude, he held him.

“It’ll be okay, little bro,” said Richard.

Seto started crying. “Thank you, Richard,” he said.

Patricia opened her eyes to find out what was happening, just in time to see Richard and Seto washed away by the tide.

“Richard!” she shouted. In her worry, she accidentally let go of the pole and fell into the river.

“There goes another one,” said Spike.

“Yeah,” said Quentin.

“Oh no!” said Luciana, “I think I’m slipping!”

Right then and there, Luciana slipped and fell into the watery abyss below.

“No!” shouted Spike and Quentin simultaneously, “Luciana!”

Samuel just hung there, silent. He showed no signs of fear or worry, and certainly didn’t show any signs of falling anytime soon. Georgia hung with similar perseverance, unwilling to let anything break her concentration. Justin looked at his watch, annoyed.

“This has been going on for two hours now!” he complained, “So I’m stopping the challenge. Since the Wretched Souls team has three members hanging on, and the Victims of Terror team only has one, the Wretched Souls win immunity. Everybody fall; the current will take you back to camp. I’ll head back to announce the results.”

Samuel shrugged and dropped. Spike and Quentin let go, screaming all the way down. Georgia dropped into the river without saying a word.

Later that day, the teams had their meal. The Victims of Terror team discussed elimination.

“I nominate Gabriella,” said Richard, “She’s been acting kind of nuts today and recently.”

“You have a point,” said Timmy, “And she was the first to fall.”

“Well?” asked Georgia, “Anything you have to say in your defense?”

“Yes,” said Gabriella, “I say we should vote off Noelle. She’s not much of a physical asset anyway.”

Georgia shrugged. “Well, I know whose name I’m writing down tonight.” Alexa nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, at the Wretched Souls team’s table, Darla noticed something unusual.

“Hey guys,” she said, “Has anyone seen Alyssa? She’s not here...”

“Maybe she’s just wandering around,” said Patricia, “She has been known to do some unusual things recently.”

“If she’s not in our trailer tonight, I’ll look for her,” said Patricia.

“Very well,” said Samuel.

'''As the night approached, the votes were cast! '''

Richard voted for Gabriella. “I never was that fond of you.”

Gabriella voted for Noelle. “This had better work.”

That night, the members of the Victims of Terror team stood in the mess hall, in front of Justin.

“You guys know the drill,” said Justin, “You eat the marshmallow, and go right to sleep. Understand?” he gave one marshmallow to every member of the team, and when they got it, they ate it and left.

“I’ve been waiting for this one to go for a while now,” said Justin quietly, after everyone else had left. His eyes shone red with madness.

One hour later, Justin walked up to one of the trailers, and snuck inside. When he walked out, he carried an unconscious Gabriella. “It’s about time you got it,” he said.

Elimination Chart
Key:
 *  Cyan:  Victims of Terror
 *  Crimson:  Wretched Souls
 * Won invincibility
 * Eliminated
 * Safe from elimination
 * Winner
 * Runner-up