Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or locations that are portrayed in Total Drama Island; They are the exclusive property Teletoon, Fresh TV and the brainchild of Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. I only own the original character De'Von or as he'll regularly be called by his peers and Chris, Von.

Waves were rippling in the nearby pristine lake oh so it would seem, it was sunny yet there were clouds in the sky suggesting it was going a hot yet cloudy day on what seemed to be camp grounds with the sign reading 'Wawanakwa" when a rather ruggedly handsome man popped up in front of a camera on the dock which signaled a show of some sort was filmed.

Chris: Yo! We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in the reaches of Muskoka, Ontario! I'm your host Chris McLean! Dropping season one of the greatest yet newest and hottest reality shows on your television sets... right now! Here's the catch 22 teenaged campers have signed on to spend a whole eight weeks here at this desolate, run down, old summer camp. Upon arriving and teams have been formed, they'll be pitted against each other in challenges and then the losing team will be forced to vote off one of their own squad mates. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch said unfortunate loser mate walk down here; The Dock of Shame and board this beauty right here, The Boat of Losers haha and leave Total Drama Island... for good!

The camera soon follows Chris to a rather decent set up where 11 tree stumps and a seemingly eternal fire pit reside. There the host of said reality show stands in the foreground to display the ceremony that the losing team would go through.

Chris: Here, the losing team will decide their fellow campers' fate at the dramatic and heart palpitation inducing bonfire ceremony each week where all but unfortunate soul will receive this sweet sugary substance we call the marshmallow.

Despite loving the sound of his own voice, McLean took a break to display an example of the ceremony as he took the example snack, putting it on the skewer. Once he concluded eating the marshmallow, he got back to speaking

Chris: In the end however, only one lucky camper will be left standing and rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune, which let's be real, they'll up and blow within two weeks. But they'll have to battle bears, disgusting food, mosquitoes, and other unsightly images.

Suddenly a worm on a plate of what seemed to be maggots was put on cameras flashing a.. smile.

Worm on Plate: Hey, now.

Chris: ...And each other. Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds situated all over the campgrounds. Who will lay claim to the title of Number One Camper and who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now on... Total... Drama... Island!

[For the Intro I'll only do this a few times; as I said before Geoff was unfortunately replaced so Von will take over the video sequence Geoff did with Bridgette; other than that all the intro sequences remain the same]

Dear Mom and Dad I'm doin' fine, you guys are on my mind. You asked me what I wanted to be and now I think the answer is plain to see, I wanna be famous.

The first batch of sequences saw cameras popping out of random locations before fast pacing up the tallest peak of Wawanakwa before the drone-like camera dropped down in the lake. Owen who had taken a dip proceeded to let it rip with a vicious fart, killing a fish with the deceased animal and emissions from Owen traveling to the lake's surface to an unsuspecting Bridgette and DeVon who were on her surf board smelled it too late. An eagle then picked up the dead fish possibly to eat it before it dropped onto an unsuspecting DJ to which the animals who were cuddling up to the gentle giant began viciously attacking him to which Duncan laughed and Courtney looked at him with a disappointing glare.

I wanna live close to the sun, go pack your bags 'cause I've already won, Everything to prove nothing in my way I'll get there one day. Cause, I wanna be famous!

The next package saw Heather and LeShawna slap fighting each other on a raft before they fell off a waterfall. While screaming for their respective lives, Harold was practicing his martial arts before Izzy who for some unexplained reason had been swinging on vines colliding with her fellow redhead as they careened into Outhouse Confessional, thus sending an unfortunate Lindsay who was using the camp style bathroom. In the mess hall, Chef Hatchet had been preparing mystery lunch while staring evilly back at a rope tied Ezekiel and Noah who in turn looked at each, praying their torture would be swift. On the other side of the mess hall, Tyler and Eva had been arm wrestling but it wasn't really a contest as Eva damn near broke the other Total Drama athlete's arm through the table.

Na-Na-Na-Na-Na

Na-Na-Na-Na

Na-Na-Na-Na

I wanna be- I wanna be- I wanna be famous!

I wanna be- I wanna be- I wanna be famous!

(Whistling)

The final video package sees Katie and Sadie drooling and admiring Justin from afar as Beth began twirling her flaming baton before tossing it in the air as we transition to nighttime. Trent had been strumming his guitar in a romantic type of way, getting close to Gwen before Cody ruined the moment for them as the words 'Total Drama Island' flashed on the wooden sign as we get a look at all twenty two teens alongside Chef Hatchet and Chris who was holding a plate of marshmallows.

[END INTRO]

Chris was back on the Dock of Shame, patiently awaiting the first batch of contestants to arrive.

Chris: Welcome back everyone to Total Drama Island. Alright it's time to meet our first eleven campers. (Snickering) We might've told them they'd be staying at a five star resort, so if they seemed a tad pissed off, then don't blame them.

Soon a fancy yacht pulled away from the dock and first was a young girl who had a side ponytail and rather massive braces. She ran up giddy and high-spirited as she gave Chris a massive, bone crushing hug.

Chris: Beth, how's it hanging?

Beth: It's really you; It's so incredulous to meet you! Wow, you're so much shorter in real life.

Chris: Ummm, thanks.

As Beth takes her bags, the boat drops off the next competitor; it was a light skinned male carrying two bags, sporting a capital D on his shirt, white hat, some shorts and flip flops. He seemed rather pleased to be here.

Chris: DJ! Glad you could make it.

DJ: Yo, Chris McLean! How's it going? Not to sound ungrateful but are you sure this was the right spot. I thought there was mention of a hot tub somewhere.

Chris: Nope this is the right place. Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa!

DJ's face went from a beaming smile to a disappointed glare.

DJ: Humph. Definitely looked a lot different on the application form.

The next camper off the yacht was a girl who sported a rather gothic look and aura to her. After taking in her surroundings it was safe to say this one was annoyed about being deceived.

Chris: Hey there, Gwen.

Gwen: You mean we're staying here?

Chris quickly shook his head.

Chris: No, you're staying here. My crib is an Airstream with AC. That-a-way.

Gwen: Oh no, I did not sign up for this.

Chris: Actually Gwen, you kinda did.

He then produces a massive stack of papers, which Gwen in turn took and tore in half.

Chris: Yeah the great thing about lawyers is... they make LOTS of copies.

Gwen: I am not staying here.

Chris: Hey that's cool with me, but I honestly hope you can swim because there goes your ride.

And sure enough as Gwen looked up the yacht responsible for bringing her to the camp was on its way out. This caused her to silently curse Chris.

Gwen: Jerk!

The boat now returns this time with a young man with a striped sweater standing on the dock.

Chris: Cody! Code-ster! The Codemeister.

He smiled brightly as he took his place next to growing crowd of campers.

Cody: Dude psyched to be here, man! I see the ladies have started to arrive. All right.

Cody wastes no time plotting his move as he sidled next to Gwen but before he could so much as even say hello to her, she waves him dismissively.

Gwen: Nice try, not interested.

Soon, our next camper arrived and she was dripping in volatility and major confidence as she landed from the yacht with a massive *THUD* she grabbed her bags without so much as speaking a word or smiling.

Chris: Eva. Glad to see you and the yacht made it in one piece.

She simply nodded before going with the rest of the campers as she dropped one of her bags whether  intentional or not onto Cody's right foot as he yelped.

Cody: OW! What exactly was in that bag of yours?! Dumbbells?

Eva: Yes.

The next camper arriving had long streaking blonde hair accompanied with a rather ample chest, long legs and cowboy boots.

Chris: Everyone meet Lindsay. Not too bad.

Lindsay: Hi everyone! Okay hold you look so familiar.

Chris: I'm Chris McLean, y'know... the host. Of the show.

Lindsay: Oh, that's where I know you from!

Chris: Right... anyway go ahead and stand with the other competitors.

Next up would be a fair dark skinned individual who was rocking a throwback Vancouver Grizzlies jersey with an undershirt, some nice looking basketball shoes, a pair of Nike shorts as well as a pair of clean cut Jordan's with a couple of iced out chains of the Raptors logo and his name completing his look.

Chris: De'Von, nice to finally meet you.

He grabbed his bags off the yacht and dapped up McLean.

De'Von: Chris McLean in the flesh, pleasure's all mine and please Von will do just as well.

Chris: Alright, go on over and meet up with the rest of the campers. We still have more than a few people to introduce and are still on their way.

Von did exactly as told as he grabbed his stuff and made his way to the already arrived campers as he began chopping it up with DJ and actually managed to get Gwen talking as well even though as she was still miffed about the accommodations she and the other campers were going to get it seemed. After Von made his presence known, the next camper made her arrival. She sported a long ponytail and had a rather athletic frame going for herself. However she reeked of Queen Bee energy.

Chris: Heather. Nice of you to join us at long last.

Beth was the first to run up to Heather. Big mistake as the cheery teenager accidentally sprayed some of her saliva due to the fixture of her braces. Visibly and somewhat understandably disgusted, Heather was about to rip her newest victim a new one before the blaring of heavy rock music rung the ears of each person already on the Dock of Shame. This person sported a jet black/green Mohawk. Said individual threw his boat on the dock and like Eva and Heather bore a scowl on his face.

Chris: Duncan!

Duncan: I don't like surprises.

Chris: Yeah your parole officer mentioned something like that. He also told me to give him a holler anytime so he could he haul you back to juvie.

Duncan though pissed at the mention of his parole officer actually somewhat respected Chris. He can tell he was going to have fun breaking McLean down as much Chris was going to enjoy torturing the kids. Over the next fifteen minutes the existing campers were introduced to the serious yet fun-loving LeShawna, the bookish Noah, the high maintenance yet passionate Courtney, the musically gifted Trent who seemingly got Gwen to warm up to him, the overly-excitable Owen, the quirky Harold, the energetic Izzy and the best friend tandem of Katie and Sadie who finished each other sentences hell they even wore matching outfits. There was the athletically inclined yet very clumsy Tyler who upon his arrival was waterskiing but wiped out something fierce, flying over everyone on the dock before crashing into their luggage much to their pain for him and chagrin. Next they were introduced to the man candy known as Justin and essentially every female on the dock, Eva included began falling head over heels for the guy. Hell even Owen and two vicious looking sharks let it slip how attractive Justin looked. It was then concluded with farm-boy Ezekiel and to De'Von the most beautiful blonde he had ever laid his chocolate brown orbs upon whether it had been on TV or in real life. She had sparkling green eyes, as previously mentioned blonde hair with two downward cowlicks going to her brow and said hair in the back was wrapped in a ponytail in the back. Clothing wise she sported a Powder Blue hoodie, sandals and a pair of jean shorts. She got off the yacht, bags in hands and a surfboard in tow as Chris introduces her.

Chris: And last but certainly not least here's our resident surfer Bridgette!

She smiled brightly but it soon faded once she had Duncan chime in.

Duncan: Nice board. Hope you realized this ain't Malibu or Miami, honey.

Bridgette: I thought we were staying on a beach.

Chris: We are!

To accentuate his point, the camera transitioned to what resembled a beach. What WAS a beach. It had been populated with discarded tires, empty cans, metal waste containers and oddly worse a poor seagull with a six-pack beverage ring wrapped around its neck and as soon it appeared it got quickly washed out of frame by the crashing waves. At least she got to see a beach better than nothing.

Bridgette: Just peachy.

Chris: All right! That makes-

However he was suddenly cut off from speaking as Bridgette bent down to pick up her luggage and unbeknownst to her, she accidentally whacked Chris on his head with her surfboard.

Chris: OUCH- watch where you swing that thing! It hurts. REALLY BAD I MIGHT ADD.

Bridgette made her way over to the rest of the cast, greeting them politely. Von was the first to greet having come out of his love-struck stupor. Bridgette, having taken in his aura and appearance also blushed for a quick second as they shake hands

Bridgette: Hey, guys.

De'Von: Hey, I'm De'Von; But you can just call me Von.

They let go of each other hands but as Beth moves in to greet her she almost knocks the stuffing out of Von and the other campers with her surfboard. Harold yipped.

Harold: Damn watch it with the board, man!

Beth: Hi, I'm Beth!

Bridgette: Hey!

Bridgette greeted her almost once again knocking some of the campers off again. Heather already having reached the peak of Queen Bee-ness broke up the impromptu mixer.

Heather: Alright we've all met Surfer Chick; Can we get on with this summer hell please?

Duncan: Someone missed their Hazelnut Iced Double Pump Espresso with whipped cream this morning.

Heather: Oh get bent.

Duncan: Trust me those clowns in juvie tried and they were the ones that got bent. You'll have less success sweetheart.

Chris: Alright if everyone is done we need to get you all settled but first... let's take a group photo with all your pretty faces for the promotions! Everyone go to the end of the dock.

Everyone followed to where they directed towards the end of the dock as they posed in front of the Camp Wawanakwa sign. Chris, on the bow of the Boat of Losers with a camera in hand waited for the teens to get set up and once they were all in a good position, he too got ready to snap the picture.

Chris: Alright everyone on the count of three; One, Two, Three- Hold on the lens cap was still on.

This was evidenced by the fact when he pressed down on the button the camera only gave half-hearted snap. He took the cap off and re-asserted the readiness in taking the picture.

Chris: Alright sorry about that everyone let's try that again, hold your poses just like that! One, Two, Three- Hold up, wait a second; Card was full. Hang on another second or two.

Von rolled his eyes but LeShawna was the first to pipe up.

LeShawna: Come on man... more waiting around and my face feels like it's gonna freeze up.

De'Von: I gotta agree with LeShawna fam, this smile ain't meant to be on me 24/7. Can we speed this up Chris?

Chris: Don't you kids worry I've got it- Now all of you say 'Wawanakwa'!

It was at this point the run down dock began creaking underneath the campers and starting giving way.

Everyone: "Wawanakwa" -AHHHH!

And it finally gave way with all 22 campers falling through Lake Wawanakwa. But hey all that mattered to Chris was getting the perfect shot and man did he ever get it. As soon as handed the camera to the intern he looked at the poor souls in the water.

Chris: Alright kids the interns will hand you all some towels to dry off with- once you're done meet me at the campfire pit in ten minutes!

Cameras got back to rolling after a short commercial break with all of the campers drier than what they had been originally. They followed each other to the Wawanakwa campfire area where Chris was awaiting them.

Chris: This ladies and gentlemen is Camp Wawanakwa, where you all will be staying for the next EIGHT weeks. The campers sitting to your left, right, behind and in front of you will be your cabin mates and depending on your interactions can either be your best friend or worst nightmare, but they'll certainly be fair competition for all. Ya feel the tunes I'm laying down on you guys and gals?

Harold look at Duncan who then balled up a fist near the redhead's face. De'Von looked at Heather who waved him off dismissively. Everyone looked at each other contempt and unease as they were still pretty much strangers to one another.

Chris: Now moving on, the camper who can endure the longest here on TOTAL. DRAMA. ISLAND. will be awarded the victory prize of wait for it- ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS!

Duncan: Hold up McLean; I was wondering what are sleeping arrangements looking like? Cause I'd like to bunk under her.

Duncan concluded by pointing his finger at Heather who looked like she had just vomited in her mouth.

Heather: Please for the love of God tell me they're not co-ed?

Chris: Relax Heather, Girls will share one side of each cabin meanwhile the guys will also split a side of the other cabin.

Lindsay: Excuse me Chandler, Can I have a cabin with a lake view since I'm the prettiest?

Chris: That you are Lindsay, but asking won't exactly get you what you want. And it's Chris.

Katie: I have to live with Sadie, or I'll die.

Sadie: And I'll break out in hives, true story.

De'Von: I'm pretty sure you'll both manage just fine.

Gwen: This cannot be happening.

It was at this point that Owen put the Elite Athlete and Goth Girl into one arm hugs but to everyone else it seemed like a pair of headlocks.

Owen: Aww come on guys! Think about it, it'll be like one giant sleepover! So much fun YEAHHHH!

Tyler: Yeah but I feel bad for the person that has to sleep next to... him.

The other athlete pointed towards Duncan who had been in the process of torturing a poor deer with a pair of noogies while some inconvenient rock music played in the background.

De'Von: True enough, winning 100 grand wouldn't be worth it if I had put up with a guy like that.

Chris: Here's the deal we'll split you into two teams of eleven.

And ever the showman, McLean pulled out master list of the teams.

Chris: If I call your name out go stand over there. Heather, Gwen, Trent, Owen, LeShawna, Katie, Cody, Lindsay, Beth, Noah and... Justin. From here on out get real comfy with one another because I dub thee...

He tosses Owen a large moss green color banner with the logo of a cantankerous gopher in the same vain as the Notre Dame Fighting Irish Leprechaun.

Chris: The Screaming Gophers!

Owen: YEAHHH! I'm a Gopher! Wooo!

Katie however, wasn't as enthusiastic as the big guy was and it showed not only in her facial expression but her body language as well.

Katie: Hold on! What about Sadie?!

Chris simply ignored the pigtail haired beauty as he looked at the rest of the campers.

Chris: The rest of you guys and gals; Von, Bridgette, Duncan, Courtney, DJ, Tyler, Harold, Sadie, Izzy, Eva and Ezekiel. Move it or lose it people!

Sadie now noticing that she and her Best Friend For Life Katie were on rival teams voiced her displeasure.

Sadie: But Katie's a Screaming Gopher, I have to be on her team!

Courtney: Sadie wasn't it? Walk with me, I promise you it'll be alright.

She took Sadie's hand and walked away for a bit. Von simply nodded at Courtney with an expression of thanks etched on his face.

Sadie: This is so not right! I already miss you, Katie!

Katie: Not as much as I miss you!

Chris: Your team from here on out will be known as... the Killer Bass!

He then tosses a red banner to Harold and as it unraveled it shows a bass, fins up looking like it woke up feeling dangerous and rowdy.

Harold: Awesome! It's like... amazing!

Chris: All right then campers now that we've situated and figured out the teams; you and your team at that will be on camera in all of the public places during the duration of the competition.

[Static]

Chris: You'll also have the opportunity to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries really whenever you guys feel like. Let the viewers and your families back at your respective homes know what you're feeling or thinking. Or just get something off your chest so it doesn't damage your mojo or mental focus.

[Static]

Gwen would be the first to use to confessional as she quickly vented. Next up was the buxom beauty Lindsay, who actually was oblivious and had her back to the actual camera.

Gwen(Confessional): Alright so far.. this definitely sucks; I'm holding out hope but yeah that probably won't happen either.

[Static]

Lindsay(Confessional): Uh... I don't get it where's the camera guy at exactly?

Von was up next and put his two cents in and the confessionals for now were wrapped up with Owen.

De'Von(Confessional): Alright, so looking at my team; we're definitely an odd bunch but shiz, so is my family; that being said it's a team that has plenty of quirks to it. At least we don't got that Heather chick on here because I can tell she's gonna be trouble. That much confidence, never goes well for anyone around said person. Mom, if you watching this love ya and to my siblings Kylie and Miles, love you too but you devils stay out of my room. Alright let's go get this MUNYUN, you smell me?

Owen(Confessional): Hey everyone, check this out, cause this big guy has something to say. Very important in fact.

But before he could get his words out, his backside beat him to it as he ripped out a noxious fart, but he took it in stride, laughing.

[Static]

(Back to the show)

Chris: Alright any questions? No; Cool let's go find your cabins.

McLean leads all 22 campers to the cabin grounds, filled with two cabins adjacent to each other.

Chris: Okay then, Team Gopher will have the East cabins, meanwhile Team Bass you'll be taking the West cabins.

The Gophers were first to enter the cabins and they all took in their surroundings.

Heather: Bunk beds? Isn't this a little too, summer campy?

Gwen: That's the idea, genius.

Gwen bumped into her teammate as she made her way into the female portion of the Gopher Cabin.

Heather: Ugh, shut up goth girl.

Cody: You're so smart, I feel that.

Heather and Gwen looked at each other and then at the intrusive Cody.

Gwen: Shouldn't you be on the guys side of the cabin?

Cody just stood gawking at Gwen; It was clear man was infatuated with Gwen but for once Gwen and Heather teamed up tossing him out of the cabin as he barely missed LeShawna on his way to hitting the hard ground with a bunch of grass in his mouth.

Lindsay: Where are all the outlets? I have to plug in this straightening iron.

Chris: Plenty of outlets in the communal bathroom. Straight ahead.

Lindsay: Communion? But I'm not Catholic.

Chris: Not Communion, Lindsay; Communal.

Gwen shook at her head at her teammate confusing the words.

Gwen: He means we shower together; numbskull.

Lindsay: Aww, d-- that's so not right!

Owen: I'm glad we get our own cabin with just guys. Know what I mean?

Trent and Noah looked at Owen with an unamused stare as crickets chirped in the background. Suddenly a loud scream pierced the island through all the major areas. All three went into the cabin as Chris went over to check in on the Bass members.

De'Von: So I've been noticing the lack of chaperones outside of you Chris? What's up with that?

Chris: You're all 16 years well 95 percent of you anyways; you're all as old as the average Counselor in Training. So other than me you guys are going to be unsupervised. You've got a half hour to unpack then all of you meet me in the mess hall. Starting... now!

De'Von: Sweet.. I guess.

Suddenly a world shattering scream as if it came from Arrowhead Stadium or Lumen Field out in Seattle pierced the cabin grounds. Everyone dropped what they were doing to go investigate. Once they came through the origin of the scream from one Lindsay, LeShawna said what everyone was thinking.

LeShawna: Damn that white girl can Scream!

De'Von: Lindsay what's the problem?

Lindsay: What is that thing?! Kill it, KILL IT!

They look down and see a itty bitty cockroach and the source of Lindsay's misery at the moment, skittering across the floor. DJ seeing the little guy, gasped, screamed like a little girl and jumped on one of the girls bed destroying the frame due to his massive size. Gwen was none too happy seeing she had claimed that particular sleeping quarter.

Gwen: And there goes my bed.

DJ: Sorry.

His apology to Gwen was drowned out however as the other campers, Von included clamored for someone to capture the pest, kill it or a combination of both. As it tried to get away making a beeline for the screen door, Duncan cut its only escape route and even worse for the cockroach, said individual had an axe raised. The Delinquent brought the weapon down on the roach, bisecting it and bringing an end to its short life. But the fans didn't get to see this as the screen cut to black. Where Duncan got a damn axe from is his secret though.

Gwen: I guess that's one way to off a bug.

Harold: Awesome.

De'Von: Not too shabby, Duncan, not too shabby at all.

Tyler(Looking at Lindsay): If you see another one of those abominations, let me know, 'kay? Cause I can do that too.

Duncan: Pfft; they always go for the jocks.

De'Von: Ain't that the damn truth. Let's go unpack since the big, bad and mean 'ol cockroach was slain.

Duncan just shrugged and the teams went their separate ways. The camera then cuts to the mess hall where some of the campers had sat with their teammates, getting to know each other, breaking the ice. Others were still in line awaiting to get their food from a menacing, muscular male by the name of Chef Hatchet; And his temper was about as big as his chin.

Hatchet: Listen up turds! I serve this three times a day and you WILL eat it three times a day. Grab those trays, get this on said tray, in yo stomach and sit your behinds down; NOW!

Beth: Excuse me, but we will be getting all the major food groups.

Chef scooped up some meat resembling sloppy joes and put it all on Beth and Harold's tray.

Harold: Yeah 'cause I get hypoglycemic real fierce if I don't get enough sugar.

Chef's left suddenly twitched. He just looked as if he wanted to jump over the counter and strangle Harold. Instead he let his words do talking.

Chef: You'll get a whole of SHUT THE HECK UP OR GET THIS BOOT UP YO BEHIND!

Owen (To Noah) Have a cow man!

Chef: What was that?! Come a little closer to me, Round and Proud. SHARE THOSE WORDS WITH THE CLASS!

Owen: Oh I didn't say anything really urgent; honest to the last thing I ate.

Chef: I'm sure you didn't! YOU, YEAH YOU STICKS AND STONES, GIMME YO PLATE!

Chef put another spoonful of mystery meat and gruel onto Noah's tray which legitimately stuck back onto his spoon. He shrugged and just slammed his spoon down on the tray twice as hard. After a few more minutes and everyone got their servings from Chef plus some hilarious banter between Gwen, Lindsay and Chef, Chris finally walked through the main lodge as he was just finishing off a donut.

Chris: Welcome everyone to the main lodge!

De'Von: Aye Chris, not hating on what Chef made, but what would it take to order I don't know something... we can actually stomach?

Duncan, Bridgette, Heather all snickered at his comment but it was quickly snuffed out as Chef damn near took a chunk of his skin and some of his hair out when the big burly man threw a knife at the 15- soon to be 16 year old teenager's head. The kitchen instrument grazed his cheek as it pierced the wooden wall. The usually steely nerved Von soon saw a couple beads of sweat fall from his head.

De'Von: AYO! We good my mans! The brown meat looks like Hamburger Helper... I'm down for this, what say y'all?

He laughed nervously as he wiped the sweat from his forehead as the rest of the campers nodded in agreement more out of fear than common sense as Chef had a Butcher knife this time on standby if someone insulted his cooking yet again.

Chris: Your first challenge begins... in one hour!

He then left the dining hall, leaving the campers to ponder what type of challenge Chris had in store for them.

Katie: What do you guys think they'll make us do?

DJ: I mean it's our first challenge, how perilous can it be?

Soon enough the gentle giant was going to eat his words as all twenty-two campers, in their swimming outfits, were on top of the tallest peak in all of Wawanakwa.... and the drop below to the lake was at least a good extension of hundreds of feet above the rest of the island.

De'Von: You were saying, big guy?

DJ: Let me correct myself.... I now want to say; Holy... Sh*t

To Be Continued...

Chris: Next time on Total Drama Island...

Chris (Voiceover): Your first task is to jump off this 1,000 foot high cliff into the lake.

[STATIC]

De'Von (Confessional): I'm looking at foe nem and my mind is telling me, ain't no way he's gonna make it.

[STATIC]

Gwen (Confessional): For a few seconds, I legitimately thought, "If he jumps off, there's about a 95 out 100 chance he's going to die."

[STATIC]

The teaser clip of the next episode shows the unfortunate soul Gwen and Von had been talking about was none other than Owen preparing to jump down the cliff himself.

Owen (Flash-forward): I'm going to die right now, I. AM. GOIN. TO. FREAKIN. DIE RIGHT NOW.

[The audience is then shown the moment when Owen takes his leap of faith of the mountain with the sprinkled in clips of bloodlust sharks swimming in the lake. Owen screams the entire way down to the safety mark. As soon as he hit the water, Bridgette, De'Von and most of Owen's Gopher teammates all flinch from the moment of impact which sent a flock of birds going the other way.]

(Well there it is; bruh when I say this took me all week to get just PART ONE of episode one down pat, it took exactly that. I hope you guys enjoy this. I'll try to follow as closely to the show as best I can without exactly copying the whole damn script. I'll start working on Part 2 probably tomorrow. Until then guys)