The ultimate All-Star season begins as 22 of the best and beloved campers are brought to the newly-cleaned Camp Wawanakwa and get organized into Heroes and Villains, though some may be more accepting of their title than others.

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Prologue

Chris thrashed about as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. He had sent the thirteen campers and Chef off in a boat after Cameron received his million dollars. Then, in an effort to give the teens one last surprise, he had rigged their boat with a non-lethal explosive. At least, he thought he did. But apparently, Chef, in revenge for something Chris couldn’t imagine (was it the go karts? No, it couldn’t be) had placed it under where the dock was previously.

He tried his best to save face, flashing a winning smile to the camera. “Until next time, I’m Chris McLean, and this has been.. Total! Drama! Revenge of the Island!”

“You’re busted, McLean!”

The unfamiliar voice snapped Chris out of host mode. He whipped around in the water, and he could now see dozens of men in hazmat suits glaring down at him, as two helicopters descended onto Camp Wawanakwa.

“Huh!? For what!?”

“Creating an environmental disaster, that’s what!” the apparent leader yelled at him. “Residents of Wawanakwa! This island is now under government protection! You’re hereby quarantined. Prepare for heavy scrub decontamination!”

That was the beginning of the worst three months of Chris McLean’s life.

The first month? The quarantine. Chris was stuck on the island, being scrubbed constantly for what seemed like ages.

The second month was his trial, even if the actual hearing only lasted a day. Chris’s lawyers convinced him to plead guilty, and he ended up getting sentenced to a year in prison.

This was so unfair! He only rented the island out to a research organization that only seemed kinda sketchy! It wasn’t like he was the one who dumped all that radioactive gunk all over a summer camp.

That was the third month: prison. Thankfully, it was only a month and not a full year like he was originally sentenced, but that one month was still grueling. All he had to entertain himself with were the cockroaches that infested his cell. He ended up creating challenges for them like he would the contestants of Total Drama, but it turned out that cockroaches were much harder to motivate into competing against and backstabbing each other.

Once his first month in prison was done, Chef finally came to visit.

“Well, well, well,” Chris eyed his co-host suspiciously. “Took you long enough.”

“Can it, Chris,” Chef cut him off. “I got good news for you. Your charges got repealed.”

Chris’s eyes went wide. “Wait, what? How?”

“Apparently, the research company came forward and got you off the hook,” Chef explained. His eyes darted side to side. “If you ask me, whole thing’s kinda funky. What kinda company were you dealing with?”

“You think I care?” Chris asked, chuckling. “They offered a buttload of cash to use the island as a dumping ground. It’s how we bought the jumbo jet for season three. Anyway, it’s about time this got cleared up! I’ve got a ton of ideas for next season-”

“About that,” Chef interrupted, pulling out a manilla folder. “Wawanakwa’s still getting cleaned out, but your ‘friends’ got you a little something.”

He slid the folder into Chris’s cell, and the host began reading its contents.

“Woah, an island that’s completely artificial?”

“Mhm. Said they wanted to see if people could tell the difference. Producers want to turn it into a season, so they pulled up a bunch of rejected auditions and made a deal. Season five is underway, and they want you back as host.”

Chris’s lips curled into an enthusiastic, yet devious smile. “It is on!”

And on it was. Fourteen new kooky teens were airdropped onto the completely mechanical Pahkitew Island, and sent to rough it as they fought, schemed, and betrayed for a million dollars. It was supposed to be a more low-key season, but it was anything but. The island’s secret got exposed, one of the contestants turned out to be a mad, murderous genius, another tried to steal Chris’s job, yet another wouldn’t stop singing, and what was supposed to be one of the season’s power couples ended up absolutely hating each other by the last episode.

Still, the season ended as it always did, with one camper winning the million; in this case, Shawn the zombie conspiracy nut.

Soon after, the producers came to Chris to brainstorm the next season, which was gonna be big: an All Star season packed with some of the best campers around.

“So, we’ve got our cast,” Chris looked at the chart on the wall and smiled proudly.

Eighteen names had been written down, six from each “generation.” Owen, Gwen, Heather, Sierra, Duncan, and Courtney from the first, Mike, Zoey, Cameon, Scott, Lightning, and Jo from the second, and Shawn, Jasmine, Sky, Dave, Sugar, and Topher. It did take much convincing for Chris to let Topher back on, and he only relented because Scarlett was still in a supermax prison and he really didn’t want to deal with Max anymore.

Below them had been three addendums: Noah, Dawn, and Ella. These three had consistently polled high in fan rankings, despite their less-than-stellar performances. It was agreed that bringing these three in would be a surefire ratings goldmine.

The cast was at twenty-one, but Chris had an idea.

“Hey, do we still have the Drama Machine?”

“That weird robot?” one of the producers asked. “Didn’t you send him home?”

“Hey, he’s still under contract,” Chris explained. “Plus, he’s probably been in there long enough. I say we bring him back.”

The other producers grinned, and they all began snickering devilishly. They even came up with a great theme for the season: heroes vs villains.

Twenty-two campers, eleven heroes and eleven villains. A nice callback to season one.

Camp Wawanakwa was back in pristine shape.

It was time for the biggest season yet.

Total Drama All Stars Revamped

Episode 1: Heroes Vs Villains, Part 1

The camera faded in on the familiar sight of a camp which, although slightly dilapidated, looked freshly cleaned and ready for another round of teenage drama and competition.

“In our time here on Total Drama, we’ve seen the wonders of filmmaking, traveled the globe, and dealt with crazy creatures both mutant and robotic,” a charming, yet smug voice narrated as the camera zoomed back to the dock. The voice belonged to, of course, Chris McLean, standing next to a banged-up looking robot. “But now, we’ve decided to return to our roots as we bring back some of our strongest, smartest, most devious players ever, alongside some fan favorites, to come back to Camp Wawanakwa to compete for the ultimate prize: One. Million. Dollars!”

On cue, the robot opened a metal case it was holding, revealing a huge number of green bills.

Chris continued as the robot snapped the case shut again. “As you can probably see, while we were having our fun on Pahkitew Island, the Environmental Protection Agency came to clean this place back up, so the camp is in tip-top shape!”

Just then, the “Camp Wawanakwa” sign behind him creaked and snapped off, crashing into the water below.

“Mostly,” Chris brushed it off. “Who will survive? What wounds will be reopened? And what else is in store for our best-ever campers? Find out, as we begin the most intense season ever! This is… Total. Drama. All Stars!”

After the intro and theme song ended, the camera faded back in on Chris’s smiling face, the wind whipping his hair all around as the chopping of helicopter blades could be heard in the background.

“Chef’s just brought in our unlucky chosen few!” he announced, yelling to be heard over the noise. “Let’s see who we’ve got, shall we? From Pahkitew Island, please welcome everyone’s favorite paranoid conspiracy theorist, Shawn!”

Up in the sky, a military helicopter was idling around 30 feet above the water. At the open door, Shawn was nervously looking down at the water.

“Wait, so are we not gonna go in closer?” Shawn asked, his eyes wide.

“Nope,” Chef said nonchalantly as he shoved Shawn off the side, sending him plummeting and yelling all the way down.

“Shawn!” a voice inside the helicopter called out. Jasmine ran up to the side to check on her boyfriend.

“The Amazonian Australian, Jasmine!” Chris said as Jasmine jumped down, meeting Shawn in the water.

The scene cut back to the helicopter as Chris continued. “Country bumpkin pageant queen, Sugar!”

“Y’all better get ready!” Sugar yelled from the helicopter. “I got robbed last time, but I ain’t gonna-” She was cut off by Chef shoving her out the door.

“World-renowned gymnast-slash-heartbreaker, Sky!”

“I had a boyfrieeeend!” Sky cried as she plummeted down.

“Shrimpy germaphobe, Dave!

Dave came falling after, yelling “She should’ve told me thaaaaat!”

“The non-stop music box, Ella!”

“~I’m falling to the sea, yet I’m as happy as can be!~” Ella sang as she fell next.

“And the pathetic Chris McLean wannabe, Topher!” Chris announced, with a bit more venom in his voice.

“Wait, I don’t wanna get my hair wet!” Topher whined as Chef pushed him out of the door and down into the water.

“Next, from Revenge of the Island,” Chris continued. “Say hello to multiple Mike!”

Mike yelled as he was shoved out of the chopper.

“Featuring Chester…”

Mike gasped as Chester came forth, one eye closing and his voice becoming older and raspier.

“Svetlana…”

Another gasp, and Svetlana emerged, yelling with glee as she struck a pose.

“Vito…”

Vito came out, yelling and looking ready to fight someone.

“And Manitoba!”

Finally, Manitoba came forth, his face hardening as he yelled “CRIKEEEEEY!” before finally hitting the water.

“Sweet pushover-turned-powerhouse, Zoey!”

Zoey yelled as Chef threw her down after her boyfriend.

“Athletic non-supporter, Lightning!”

“You can’t scare me, Chris!” the jock yelled down, giving a hearty “Sha-BAAAAM!” as he jumped down on his own.

“Bubble-boy Brainiac, Cameron!”

“This is highly illogicaaaal!” Cameron cried, falling toward the water in terror.

“Challenge-throwing dirt farmer, Scott!”

Not in the mood for snark at the moment, Scott merely yelled as he fell to the sea.

“Nature-loving creepy girl, Dawn!”

Dawn followed suit, yelling in fear as well.

“Bossy bruiser, Jo!”

Jo struggled and managed to shove Chef off of her, before turning to the host and yelling “You’re a dead man, McLean!” However, Chef took the opportunity to run up and shoulder check her from behind, sending her to drop to the water.

“And finally, from our original cast, cranky know-it-all CIT, Courtney!”

Courtney came down next, screaming “This is not in my contraaaaact!”

“Courtney’s bestie-turned-boyfriend-stealer, Gwen!”

“He wasn’t her boyfriend at the tiiiiiime!” Gwen yelled as she fell.

“Broody bad boy, and aforementioned stolen boyfriend, Duncan!”

“Bring it on, McLean!” Duncan roared as he fell after Gwen.

“The original devious diva, Heather!”

“I hate Chriiiiis!” Heather yelled.

“My ever-bored former assistant, Noah!”

“This was the worst decision of my liiiiife!” he cried.

“Total Drama superfan, Sierra!”

“For Coooodyyyyyyy!” Sierra proclaimed, jumping from the helicopter on her own.

“Our resident humungous ball of fun, Owen!”

“COWABUNGAAAAAAA!” Owen yelled, jumping off the helicopter and cannonballing down to the waves below, making the twenty teens under him panic and swim away. Though thankfully no one was hit directly, he caused a giant splash that drenched the others even more.

“And… this cool robot!” He gestured to the robot next to him, which rolled up, beeping a triumphant tune.

The contestants all stared at him.

“You’re joking, right?” Noah asked. “Or have you finally gone off the deep end?”

“Nope, this robot is going to compete with you guys,” Chris affirmed. “He was gonna be a personal assistant, but we ended up being a contestant short, so… robot camper! Cool, right?”

“…Welp, this show sure has gotten dumber,” Jo muttered.

CONFESSIONAL: Jo

“Am I glad to be back? No,” Jo told the camera, her face in a scowl. “But that bubble-boy cheated me out of my million back in season four. This time, I’m gonna win. Mark my words.

CONFESSIONAL: Owen

“It’s great to finally be back at Wawanakwa!” Owen said cheerfully. “Some of my best memories were made here! All the friends I made, the first time I kissed a girl, the first time I won a bunch of money…”

CONFESSIONAL: Sky

“I let my conflict with Dave distract me last season, and it cost me the million!” Sky explained. “This time, no distractions, no drama, just focus on the game and win!”

The campers all swam to shore, which was a considerable feat since Chef didn’t exactly drop them off right near the island. Chris walked up to the exhausted group.

“Welcome to Total Drama All Stars!” Chris began. “And congratulations! All of you have been determined as some of our fan-favorites and best competitors in the show! Now, you’ll all be competing for the coveted Total Drama prize of one million dollars, as well as proving yourself as the greatest Total Drama player!”

“Enough with the whole speech thing,” Heather interrupted. “Let’s just get this over with so I can win my money and leave this stupid show behind me.”

“Hah, your money?” Lightning mocked her. “That cash is going to sha-Lightning!”

“Hey, kinda doing a thing here?” Chris stopped them, before continuing with a smile. “This season, the teams have been pre-determined, based on your performance and attitude from your time on the show. It’s gonna be the age-old clash of Heroes vs Villains!”

CONFESSIONAL: Sugar

“Well, OBVIOUSLY I’m gonna be on the bad guys’ team!” Sugar said, filing her nails. “And so is that connivin’ she-witch Ella! I know she’s still up to somethin’, and I’m gonna show her who the real queen o' this here pageant is!”

CONFESSIONAL: Gwen

“Heroes vs Villains?” Gwen looked nervously at the camera. “Guess Duncan and I won’t be on the same team… unless Duncan suddenly becomes a goodie-two shoes.” She snickered at the thought. “Yeah, like that’d ever happen.”

“First, for the villains team,” Chris continued. As he said each name, the camera panned to their face. “Heather, Duncan, Scott, Jo, Topher, Sugar, Lightning, Sky, Dave, and Gwen. You’re the Villainous Vultures!”

The emblem of a red, angry vulture’s head appeared over the group as the last three called looked shocked.

“Huh!?” Sky cried. “Why am I on the villain’s team?”

“You know exactly why!” Dave yelled, before turning to Chris. “But, why the heck am I a villain?”

“Well, your whole mess was so… well, messed up last season that we couldn’t decide which one of you was the hero, so you’re both gonna be villains!” Chris explained nonchalantly.

“But what about me!?” Gwen piped up. “I’m not a villain, I’m nice!”

“But you stole my boyfriend and became the new Heather!” Courtney countered, pointing angrily at the goth.

“Yeah, that,” Chris agreed.

“Pah-lease!” Heather laughed. “As if Gwen could ever be the new me!”

“Come on, babe, being bad is cool!” Duncan tried to comfort his girlfriend. “Plus, now we’re on the same team! So that’s good, right?”

“And hey, if it’s any consolation,” Chris cut in. “You guys get the robot.”

Gwen sighed.

CONFESSIONAL: Duncan

“Man, the only reason I came back to this show was to hang out with Gwen,” Duncan moaned, leaning against the side of the outhouse. “If she’s just gonna sulk the whole time, I might as well quit again.”

The robot rolled over to join the villains, sliding right up next to Heather.

“Ugh, it’s staring at me,” Heather complained. “Creep.”

“And now the heroes,” Chris turned to the remaining contestants. “Shawn, Jasmine, Ella, Mike, Zoey, Cameron, Dawn, Courtney, Owen, Noah, and Sierra. You’re… the Heroic Hamsters!” An emblem of a yellow hamster with a halo above its head appeared over the second team.

“Erm, how exactly are hamsters heroic?” Jasmine asked.

“Well, it was that or the Heroic Hippos,” Chris replied.

Courtney shrugged. “Hamsters it is, then!”

“Oh, I love hamsters!” Ella chimed in.

“Now then, before we get to the next challenge, I’d like you all to come with me to the cabins for a special surprise,” Chris announced.

Many of the campers were admittedly curious, and followed their host to the cabin area. And what awaited them was something no one expected from Chris.

A huge mansion stood in place of one of the cabins, looking so nice it didn’t even feel real when looking at the scenery around it.

“This is the McLean Spa Hotel!” Chris explained. “During each challenge, not only will you be competing to avoid the campfire ceremony, you’ll be fighting for the right to stay here, with 24-hour masseuse, 5-star chefs, 5-star hotel conditions, pretty much anything you could ever want! We spared no expense!”

CONFESSIONAL: Dave

“I will say,” Dave said, smiling. “This is a step up from a damp cave.”

“In fact,” Chris continued. “As part of your first challenge, you’ll have to find the key to get in! Now, everyone grab your bathing suits, because we’re going cliff diving!”

CONFESSIONAL: Courtney

“He’s seriously bringing back the cliff jump from the first challenge?” Courtney asked incredulously. “Ugh. Figures.”

After the contestants had changed, they were instructed to walk up the pathway to the top of the cliff, where their first challenge would begin.

Over where the Vultures had grouped up, Topher was eying his teammates, before deciding to walk up to Heather.

“Soooo, Heather!” he began, trying to put on the charm. “A Total Drama veteran like yourself must have a lot to teach someone like me.”

“Get lost, newbie,” Heather scoffed, pushing him aside as she quickened her pace. Topher brushed himself off as he sneered at her behind her back.

CONFESSIONAL: Topher

“So, I’ll be the first to admit that I wasn’t the most focused back on Pahkitew,” he said, before snapping to attention. “This time, I don’t even want Chris’s stupid hosting gig. My only goal is to win that million dollars, and then I can get my own show! And I have the perfect strategy… especially with so much delicious drama waiting to be exploited.” He began rubbing his palms together, snickering to himself.

CONFESSIONAL: Gwen

“So… guess I’m a villain now,” she said, sighing. “You know, I really do feel bad for what happened in London, but how does one slip up just completely throw three whole other seasons of niceness out the window? Well, I guess some people on this team seem alright, like Sky. And hey, aside from Heather, the rest of them can’t be too bad, can they?”

As her lips curled into a somewhat optimistic smile, the frame shrunk, and became surrounded by shots of Duncan, Sugar, Topher, Heather, Scott, Lightning, Jo, and, strangely, the robot laughing maniacally in front of a wall of fire.

As they walked, the heroes were being much more amicable with each other.

“Hi, I’m Owen!” the big guy trotted up to Dawn, Noah trudging along behind them. “And this is my pal, Noah!”

“It’s very nice to meet you,” Dawn replied. “I can see that your aura has a lot of pink to it.”

Both boys stopped, confused for a second. “…Is that good?” Owen asked.

“Oh, it’s great! Pink auras contain a lot of positive energy!” Dawn explained.

Owen’s smile returned. “Oh, awesome!”

Noah continued to look bewildered.

CONFESSIONAL: Noah

Noah cocked his eyebrow. “So, is it just me, or did Chris start picking even weirder contestants since the last time I was on here?”

Meanwhile, Sierra ran up to Mike and Zoey, who were having their own conversation. “Oh. Em. GEE, you guys! Have you seen how popular Zoke is on the TD message boards?”

The couple looked at her strangely. “…Zoke?” Mike repeated.

“Zoey X Mike!” Sierra said, as if it was obvious. “You two are one of the biggest couples in the fandom!”

Mike and Zoey looked at each other, surprised. “Well, that’s flattering… I guess.”

“Yeah, heh heh…” Mike agreed.

CONFESSIONAL: Zoey

“It is kinda cool that we’re so popular,” Zoey smiled, rubbing her arm sheepishly. “But Mike and I are still kinda new to the whole ‘couple’ thing, so it’s a little off-putting.”

CONFESSIONAL: Sierra

“You have no idea how exciting this new season is!” Sierra excitedly cried. “Three generations of Total Drama veterans coming together for one explosive season! It’s like… Total Drama superfan heaven! My blog is absolutely blowing up right now!” She pulled a smartphone out from her pocket and held it up to the camera, showing a picture of a startled Cody in the shower. “Whoops, wrong screen!” she realized her mistake, and switched over to her blog.

At last, the contestants reached the top of the cliff, where Chris was waiting for them. “Welcome to the first challenge, All Stars! This season, the challenges will all be throwbacks to some of our best from seasons past. And for the premiere, we decided what better challenge to hearken back to than the original cliff-diving competition!”

“You think Courtney’s gonna chicken out again?” Duncan nudged Gwen, who didn’t really respond.

“Oh, go jump off a cliff,” Courtney sniped.

“Here’s how this challenge is gonna play out,” Chris began. “Each team will send one person at a time to jump off the cliff, where they will search the water for a key. Be careful, though, because we threw a lot of keys down there, and only one key will open the spa hotel! Plus, there are still everyone’s favorite bloodthirsty sharks swimming around!”

Out of morbid curiosity, Scott peered over the side of the cliff, where sure enough, a pair of dark blue fins were circling each other. Suddenly, a face that Scott knew all too well crept out of the water and flashed him a sinister grin.

“AAAAH!” Scott yelped as he stumbled back. “F-f… FANG!”

“…Who?” Dave asked nervously.

CONFESSIONAL: Scott

“So, maybe I have a huge fear of sharks now,” Scott whimpered, shaking and hugging his knees to his chest. “Especially ones with legs. Can you BLAME me?”

“After you successfully grab a key and reach the shore,” Chris continued . “You’ll meet up with your team’s designated driver, where you’ll travel back to camp to try your key in one of the baby carriages from season three’s race through Central Park.” Chef pushed up two carriages, one yellow and one red. “If the key doesn’t fit, you’ll have to ride all the way back to wait for your next teammate. But, if you manage to pick the right key, your team wins immunity, and a night at the hotel! I’ll give you all a minute to pick your drivers.

“I volunteer Owen to be our driver,” Courtney said matter-of-factly.

“That’s awfully presumptuous,” Jasmine interjected.

“Do you want to push him in a baby carriage?” the CIT shot back.

“I don’t mind pushing!” Owen said. “I could use the exercise, heh!”

“Well, that was easy,” Shawn shrugged.

Meanwhile, with the Vultures…

“Sha-Lightning’s gonna drive!” Lightning exclaimed.

“Oh no, you don’t!” Jo stomped up to him. “You’d probably just get us lost, jockstrap! I’ll drive!”

“As long as I ain’t the one drivin’!” Sugar huffed. “How am I gonna show off my new swimsuit if I ain’t even gonna get wet?” She gestured to her swimming clothes, a pink, frilly, strapless one-piece and a swim cap covered in white flowers.

“…Right,” Heather scoffed. “Anyway, tomboy’s gonna drive. Any objections?”

The team grumbled, but no one really wanted to do it other than Lightning, whose complaints went unheard.

Owen and Jo were dismissed to go to the bottom of the cliff with their teams’ respective carriages as everyone else prepped themselves to make the jump.

“Our first challenge is almost underway!” Chris turned to the camera. “Which team is gonna spend the night in style, and which team is gonna send one unlucky camper packing? Find out next time, when we return to Total. Drama. All Stars!”

As he said each word of the title, the camera cut back further and further, until it showed the island in its entirety, then faded to black as the episode ended.

Camper Status

Villainous Vultures: Dave, Duncan, Gwen, Heather, Jo, Lightning, Robot (you all know who it really is), Scott, Sky, Sugar, Topher.

Heroic Hamsters: Cameron, Courtney, Dawn, Ella, Jasmine, Mike, Noah, Owen, Shawn, Sierra, Zoey.

Eliminated: None