The first challenge for immunity and the spa hotel is underway! One contestant makes a shocking return, while others begin forming alliances and hatching schemes. And one unlucky camper will be flushed out of the race for the million.

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Episode 2: Heroes vs Villains, Part 2

“Last time on Total Drama All Stars,” Chris narrated as a shot of the island faded in. Scenes from the previous episode began to play as he continued. “At long last, we returned to Camp Wawanakwa after it was finally cleaned of toxic radiation, along with 21 of our greatest and most beloved contestants ever… and a robot. Then they were divided into teams: the divine Heroic Hamsters, and the devious Villainous Vultures! Some wore their status as a badge of honor, while others… not so much. Then, we showed them their motivation to win challenges this season: the McLean Spa Hotel, which they’ll have to find the key for to win their first challenge: a return to season one’s cliff dive competition!” The camera cut back to Chris as he closed out the opening recap. “Who’s gonna make the jump? And who’s not gonna make it at all? Find out right now, on Total! Drama! All Stars!”

As the theme song started up, shots of cameras popping out of random places around camp, alongside scattered cleaning supplies, happened in succession in time with the music.

“Dear mom and dad I’m doing fine, you guys are on my mind.”

As the camera rushed through the docks and the camp, Chris could be seen descending onto the island in a helicopter. The camera continued to zoom past, through the trees, and up the cliff, before diving down into the water below.

“You asked me what I wanted to be…”

Owen, as usual, was swimming around below the water, but stopping in his tracks as he saw Cameron, curled in a fetal position and holding his breath, float up through the frame and toward the surface.

“And now I think the answer’s plan to see!”

As Cameron finally reached the surface, he was pulled out by Sky, who was riding a canoe. The camera then began following a bird as it flew back inland.

“I wanna be famous!”

The bird flew into the forest, where it and a flock of other birds gathered around a singing Ella, as Dawn looked on and interacted with a deer who had also come to Ella’s song. However, the animals were scared off when someone threw a dead fish, beaning Ella in the head and sending her to the ground. The camera panned over to show Sugar, who had done the deed, cackling maniacally until she got hit in the side by the running deer, knocking her over as well.

“I wanna live close to the sun…”

The camera panned to the top of the waterfall, where Shawn and Jasmine were in a canoe, desperately trying to row against the current until they finally fell over the edge.

“So pack your bags, ‘cause I’ve already won!”

The shot cut to Alejandro doing yoga on a log, unaware of Shawn and Jasmine falling behind him, until the canoe crashed onto him, also breaking the log he was on.

“Everything to prove, nothing in my way! I’ll get there one day!”

Heather laughed at his plight in front of the confessional outhouse, until Scott and Dave ran by, both being chased by Fang.

“’Cause I wanna be famous!”

Chef was preparing a pot of slop in the mess hall, as he watched Lightning and Jo playing rock paper scissors at the table behind him. Lightning managed to win, causing him to pump his fists in the air and Jo to pound the table in anger. Next to them, Topher was brushing his hair, until he noticed the camera, upon which he flashed a winning smile. Chef then proceeded to fling a handful of slop into his face.

“Na na nana na na, nanana na na, na nanananana!”

The camera panned out to the beach, where Duncan was caught between Gwen and Courtney, and he was now sweating bullets, trying to find a way out as both girls glared at him.

“I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!”

The camera swept over to Sierra on the dock, as she took pictures of everything she could with her cell phone. She finally noticed the camera, and snapped a picture, the flash enveloping the whole screen.

“I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!”

The flash transitioned to the light of a fire, as Mike and Zoey tried to share a moment at the bonfire area. However, they were interrupted by Chris popping up between them, flashing a smile at the camera and putting his arms around the couple as the music winded down. The camera zoomed out to show the other campers, looking on with either contempt or indifference, whistling the final notes of the song as the intro ended.

The episode faded back on Chris as he stood on top of the cliff with the two teams. “Welcome back to Total Drama All Stars. To recap, our challenge today works like this: each team sends someone over the cliff and into shark-infested waters, to try and grab one of the many keys on the ocean floor. Once the jumper has their key, they must meet up with Owen for the Heroes, or Jo for the Villains, and hop in a baby carriage to be wheeled back to camp, where they must put their key in the door to the McLean Spa Hotel. Whoever finds the right key will win immunity for their team, and a night in the hotel!”

He turned to the contestants. “You guys ready?”

Jasmine had entered a sprinting position, while Lightning stood at the ready next to her.

Chris blasted his air horn as he yelled “GO!”

The first two jumpers dashed off, with Jasmine’s longer legs allowing her to reach the cliff before Lightning and jump off, though the jock followed suit soon after.

“You got this, Jasmine!” Shawn encouraged.

“Get that key, idiot!” Heather yelled.

Jasmine hit the water, briefly popping her head above the surface for air before diving back down to search the seafloor. Sure enough, numerous keys of all shapes and sizes were scattered about the area, as were multiple sharks. She felt the water splash around her, signaling that Lightning had just hit the ocean.

Jasmine quickly swam down to the floor, deciding not to waste time and just grabbing the first key she could. As she prepared to swim back to shore, she noticed a shark swimming right towards her, causing her to almost let the air out of her mouth in shock. She steeled herself, and as soon as the shark came close, she kicked it as hard as she could in the nose, stunning it and allowing her to escape.

However, the distraction had allowed Lightning to grab his own key, and by the time Jasmine had surfaced, he was hopping into Jo’s carriage with a hearty “Sha-BAM!”

Jasmine hurried over and hopped into her team’s carriage, having to hug her knees to her chest. “GO!” she shouted, prompting Owen to push as hard as he could, but he could barely keep pace with Jo, who was now in a healthy lead.

Back on the cliff, Mike was stretching his arms, preparing to jump, when Zoey came up to him and planted a kiss on his cheek.

“Good luck out there!” she said, as a goofy grin spread across Mike’s face.

“Ah… th-thanks!” he stammered, stumbling back toward the cliff and not noticing that he was about to bump into Sky. By the time the two noticed each other, it was too late; they fell back over the cliff and down into the water below.

Sky hit the water first, and just as she resurfaced, sputtering and gasping for air, Fang resurfaced right next to her, grinning deviously. However, before he could do anything, Mike crashed down onto his head, sending them both down into the water.

CONFESSIONAL: Mike

Mike was wincing and rubbing his head with an ice pack. “So, that could’ve gone better… remind me to apologize to Sky later.”

Mike and Sky gasped as the surfaced for air. Sky glared at Mike, who only laughed nervously, until she noticed two sharks looming behind them. Mike noticed it too, and they both began screaming.

But before the sharks could do anything, the one of the left was slammed in the head by a rock flung from above. The two campers looked up to see Zoey, using the necklace Mike gave her as a makeshift sling, currently spinning a second rock around rapidly.

“Sorry!” she called down, flinging the other rock onto the other shark. “Sorry again!”

CONFESSIONAL: Sky

“Remind me not to mess with Zoey any time soon,” she said, bewildered.

Meanwhile, Jo was pushing a confident Lightning through the woods.

“Alright, jockstrap, you don’t like me, and I definitely don’t like you,” Jo sneered. “But as much as I hate to say it, you and I are two of the strongest people on our team. So, what do you say to an alliance?”

“Alright,” Lightning replied nonchalantly. “But we get to be called ‘Team Lightning’, sha-dig?”

“Sure, whatever,” Jo said noncommittally.

CONFESSIONAL: Jo

“Last time, I got cheated because the Beanpole got the drop on me,” she explained, still clearly angry over it. “And while I’ll admit, very nice play, I’m not gonna make that same mistake. If I’m gonna make an alliance, I need it to be with someone who’s too stupid to pull that sort of thing.”

They had reached the campsite, where Lightning was currently trying (and failing) to shove his key into the lock.

“Man!” he huffed. “Stupid key won’t go in! Come on, key! Win this for the Lightning Squad!”

“It’s the wrong key, Brightning!” Jo mocked him as Owen and Jasmine finally arrived, the former panting heavily as his teammate hopped out and sprinted over to the door.

“No luck,” she said, running back to the carriage as Lightning and Jo finally took off. Sure enough, her key ended up being to small. “Hey, you don’t look so hot, mate.”

“Oh…” Owen could barely speak between pants. “I’m… I’m fine! Let’s head back!”

Still worried for him, Jasmine nonetheless hopped back in the carriage as Owen turned around and ran the other direction.

Back at the cliff, Mike and Sky had successfully retrieved their keys, and were waiting anxiously for their teammates to arrive at the shore.

“Come on… what’s taking them so long?” Mike asked, growing more impatient. Suddenly, his eyes reeled back and he gasped. His posture then lurched forward, his lips curling inward and one eye shutting as he became Chester. “Dern kids don’t know how to drive a stroller!? Back in my day, we knew the value of knowing how to take care of the young’ns! Oh, kids these days have no respect for how hard parenting is!”

Sky stared blankly as Chester gasped, becoming Mike once more. “Uh…” she stammered, trying to process what just happened.

“Oh, right, uh… I have Dissociative Identity Disorder,” Mike explained sheepishly. “That was Chester, one of my alters.”

“…Right,” Sky said, choosing not to dive further.

CONFESSIONAL: Sky

Sky scratched her head, still trying to understand. “So, were the people on this show always this strange?”

Finally, Jo reappeared, with Owen surprisingly managing to show up not long after. The riders switched out, and Lightning and Jasmine began running back up to the top of the cliff.

Speaking of the top of the cliff, Duncan was preparing to make the jump. “Alright, this is gonna be awesome,” he boasted. “Right, babe!” He turned expectantly to Gwen, who seemed lost in thought about something. “Yo, babe?”

“Huh?” Gwen was snapped out of her daze. “Sorry, I was… nevermind, go grab a key, genius.” She gave him a light shove as she grinned at him, and after a quick peck on the cheek, he howled as he ran and jumped off the cliff.

On his way, he made a point to give a quick glare to Courtney, who was notably peeved.

CONFESSIONAL: Courtney

Courtney growled, clenching her fists. “As if it was bad enough that Duncan cheated on me, now he seems determined to rub it in my face!” She calmed down, but only by a bit. “I’m just glad I don’t have to be on a team with them now. They can go and get themselves voted off right now for all I care.”

CONFESSIONAL: Gwen

“Look, I didn’t come back to try and win the money,” Gwen admitted to the camera. “The real reason I agreed to this season was to try and patch things up with Courtney. I still feel awful about everything that went down back in season three. Like, I still really like Duncan, but we did screw Courtney over pretty badly.” She sighed.

Unbeknownst to any of them, Topher was observing the situation with intrigue.

CONFESSIONAL: Topher

“So, Gwen, Duncan, and Courtney,” he began, leaning bac with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed. “One of the best-known drama cesspools this side of reality TV. Those three are a ticking time bomb of repressed anger and hatred. And when that bomb explodes…” he let out a small chuckle. “Well, you’ll see.”

“No good,” Sky lamented as she hopped back into her team’s cart. Owen’s fatigue was becoming more obvious, as he hadn’t even arrived at camp yet. “Let’s head back!”

Jo groaned as she pushed Sky back through the woods, with Owen and Mike only arriving shortly after the Vultures had left the campgrounds.

“Are you sure you’re okay, Owen?” Mike asked before he even stepped out of the carriage.

“I’m fine!” Owen tried to reassure Mike, but he was obviously already worn out. “I could use the exercise anyway, heheh!”

Mike wanted to argue, but time was of the essence. He hopped out and ran to the door, but unfortunately, the key was just a bit too big. “Dang, we’ll have to go back.”

Owen grunted as he began pushing the cart back to the cliff, his speed clearly worsening.

Back at the clifftop, Noah had reluctantly jumped off to follow Duncan, leaving both teams to wait for the next switch.

“So, you believe in an impending zombie apocalypse?” Cameron asked Shawn, who was stretching to be the next jumper after Noah. “Fascinating! I’d love to pick at your brain a bit to-”

Shawn snapped to face Cameron with terror in his eyes. “Brains!? You’re not getting to my brains!” Cameron jumped back, startled.

CONFESSIONAL: Cameron

“Shawn’s kinemortophobia is extremely interesting from a psychological standpoint,” Cameron said, rubbing his shoulder. “Though from every other standpoint, it’s very scary.”

CONFESSIONAL: Shawn

“Don’t think that just because this place got cleaned up that the zombie threat isn’t an issue!” Shawn exclaimed, crossing his arms. “In fact, summer camps are the number three most likely places for the undead apocalypse to start! Right after secret government research labs and, strangely enough, any Walmart.”

Duncan emerged from the water with a key, just as Jo came back with Sky. The two swapped, and Jo was pushing Duncan back to camp. Noah waited anxiously for his teammate to return, only to find Mike, using a stick like an oar along the ground, roll up to the beach, with Owen further behind, sweating and panting like a dog.

“Just…” Owen puffed. “Give me a sec… catch my breath…”

Back at the top, Shawn was about to jump when Ella put her hand on his shoulder. “Please, allow me!”

“Uh… alright then,” Shawn backed off as Ella sprang to the edge of the cliff.

Sugar, seeing this, pushed Topher (who was also about to jump) out of the way, dashing towards Ella, desperate not to be outdone. Before the songbird could reach the edge, Sugar jumped off, startling Ella and making her stumble off the cliff.

CONFESSIONAL: Sugar

“Yeah, Ella got what was comin’ to her last season,” she said angrily. “But there ain’t no way I’m gonna give her another chance. This time, she’s gonna get G-A-U-N, gone!”

CONFESSIONAL: Ella

“I truly admire Sugar’s drive,” Ella told the camera happily. “But it pains me to see her placed with the villains’ team! But, as my grandmother always told me, a villain is just a hero who hasn’t realized it yet! Or… was that about friends?” She rubbed her chin, trying to remember.

Sugar and Ella hit the water at roughly the same time, both immediately searching for keys at the seafloor. Just as Ella was about to reach for one, Sugar dove to grab it instead, knocking into her rival and darting for the shore. Ella floated back up to the top, coughing for air, when Fang surfaced alongside her, glaring at her menacingly.

Ella was terrified, but only for a moment, as inspiration struck her once more.

“~This challenge of keys is a walk in the park;

When I get to do it with my friend, the shark!~”

Fang blinked, then nodded approvingly, grabbing Ella and hoisting her onto his back. He safely carried her to shore, as the others at the top of the cliff stared dumbfounded.

Especially Scott.

CONFESSIONAL: Scott

“Why the heck didn’t that freak shark ever treat me like that!?” he asked indignantly.

Duncan was trying to jostle the key, but alas, it wasn’t turning. “Crap, too small.”

“Nice going, Dud-can,” Jo snarked.

Duncan snickered. “Ha, good one.”

Jo cocked an eyebrow. “Uh… thanks?”

Meanwhile, Owen had finally regained some stamina, and he and Noah had arrived at the campsite.

“What!?” Jo yelled. “How the heck did you guys catch up so fast?”

“You just have to know how to motivate him,” Noah smirked, holding up a hot dog. “Just like a carrot on a stick.” Owen grabbed for the hot dog, but Noah held it away from his grasp. “Ah, ah, ah! After the challenge, you’ll get the hot dog.”

“Aw… okay,” Owen resigned himself as Noah ran up to the door. “Crap, wrong key.” He hopped back in the carriage, holding out the hot dog, which Owen ran after with renewed vigor.

CONFESSIONAL: Noah

“Owen’s kind of like my dog,” Noah explained. “Sure, he eats all your food and farts all the time, but at the end of the day, you still like having him around.” He sat up, losing his smirk. “But to get real for a second, I got picked as one of the ‘fan favorites’. I guess Chris wanted to pander to the viewers or something. But that means I’m in the big leagues, so I’ve gotta bring my A-game to this season.”

Against all odds, Owen and Jo managed to reach the beach at right around the same time, swapping out their passengers and darting back towards the camp.

Back at the top, Shawn sprinted and jumped off the cliff, as the Vultures started bickering.

“You’re insane if you think you’re gonna get me to go down there!” Scott yelled.

“Well, I’m not gonna do it,” Heather replied, glaring at the farm boy. “I’ve done enough swimming with sharks on this stupid show!”

“You have any idea how long my hair took me this morning?” Topher shouted, pointing at his styled quiff. “If this gets any wetter, it’s gonne be ruined!”

“Someone’s gotta do it!” Gwen yelled at all of them. “And something tells me that robot isn’t water proof.” She pointed her thumb back at their metal teammate, who had done very little but roll around and beep occasionally.

“You do it, then!” Heather turned to face Gwen, pointing right in her nose.

“Get out of my face,” the goth said pointedly, slapping Heather’s arm away.

The two glared, then Heather lunged at Gwen. The latter stepped out of the way as the former stumbled forward, accidentally slamming into the robot. The momentum caused the robot to roll backward, reaching the edge of the cliff. Right after giving one last nervous “beep boop” it careened and plummeted down to the water below.

Shawn resurfaced, having grabbed a key, when he noticed the robot falling right towards him. He yelped, trying to dive out of the way before slamming right into one of the non-mutated sharks. As he screamed, the shark opened wide to bite a chunk out of the boy…

…as the robot crashed right on top of it, inadvertently saving a rattled Shawn.

As the zombie nut gathered his bearings and swam back to shore, the robot sank like a rock to the bottom of the ocean.

…tener que salir…

Two sharks lunged, chomping on the metal husk as the robot began sparking and rumbling.

Tengo que salir de aquí…

The robot couldn’t take much more. Cracks began growing as the sharks finally noticed the machine was about to blow.

¡Saldré de esta máquina!

An ear-splitting BOOM filled the area as the water erupted in a pillar above where the robot had sunk. And when the water fell back to the ocean, one figure remained, his battered body and shaggy hair not enough to hide his incredibly striking and familiar face.

Alejandro.

“WHAAAAAAT!?” Heather screamed, as all of the other contestants gaped. “YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!”

CONFESSIONAL: Alejandro

Alejandro sat on the outhouse seat, with his clothes much dirtier and his hair much longer than when he had last appeared on the show. “Two seasons. Two entire seasons of Chris leaving me in that robot to ‘heal’. Thankfully, he finally managed to remember I existed and allowed me to compete on this show as a ridiculous robot. But now I’m free of my steel prison, and mark my words: the million dollars is mine this time.”

Alejandro landed on back on the sand, a key in his palm, surrounded by a stunned Owen, Ella, Shawn, Jo, and Sugar, until his legs wobbled, gave out, and sent him faceplanting into the sand.

CONFESSIONAL: Alejandro

“As soon as my legs wake up.”

Recovering from her shock quicker than most, Jo ran over, grabbed Alejandro by the shoulders and hoisted him up onto the carriage.

“Enough showing off, La Cucaracha, we’ve got a Spa Hotel to win!”

Owen shook his own shock off as Shawn hopped into the cart, yelling, “Go, go, go!”

Jo and Owen began speeding off toward the campgrounds, and while Owen was still making impressive time, Jo’s athleticism still gave the Vultures the lead, allowing them to reach the spa hotel first.

“I commend your efforts, heroes!” Alejandro called to the other team as Jo bridal-carried him up to the door. “But it seems that our game has ended!”

He inserted the key into the door, and turned…

…And the key didn’t budge.

“After all that, you didn’t even grab the right key!?” Jo yelled.

“Let’s just head back, si?” Alejandro asked calmly, though he also seemed annoyed. Shawn ran up to the door, but just like Alejandro’s, it wasn’t the right one.

“Looks like we’re still doing this,” Shawn groaned.

On the cliff, Dave was nervously peering over the cliff. “I… I’m just not sure it’s safe, y’know?”

“Didn’t the other island try to kill you or something last season?” Scott asked. “Just jump already!”

“I wasn’t there for that!” Dave protested. “That’s it, I’m not gonna-”

He was cut off by Heather shoving him with one hand, sending him falling over the edge.

“Holy-” Gwen startled. “You can’t just do that!”

“Um, hello? Villains?” Heather replied, as Sierra jumped off the cliff behind her.

Dave screamed the whole way down, right up until he hit the water. Sputtering, he raised his head back up above the water. Then he noticed the two shark fins circling him.

“Uh…” he stammered, eyes wide. “N-n-nice sharks…”

One lunged at him, and he instinctively dove, grabbing the first key he could and swimming back to the surface in record time.

Even as he reached the shore, he kept screaming.

CONFESSIONAL: Dave

Hugging his knees to his chest, he kept screaming.

Sierra swam back to shore with her own key, waiting next to a (still screaming) Dave, when she noticed something in his hands: a small key, with the head shaped exactly like Cody’s head.

Sierra squealed even louder than Dave was screaming, managing to startle him out of it.

“OHMYGOSHCODYKEY!” she rapidly screamed. “CANWETRADEPLEASEPLEASEPLEEEEASE!”

Dave stared at her, before slowly handing her the key he had grabbed, as she quickly took it and threw her own team’s key at his chest.

“Come on, shrimpy!” Jo yelled as she ran onto the beach, dumping Alejandro onto the sand as if she were using a wheelbarrow.

“R-right! Let’s go!” He quickly hopped into the carriage. Jo turned around and ran back into the woods as Owen and Shawn arrived.

Shawn couldn’t even get his feet on the ground when Sierra shoved him off, hopping in the cart herself. “Let’s ride!” she exclaimed.

Against all odds, Owen had managed to somewhat catch up to Jo, and had arrived at the camp shortly after the Vultures. Dave was running toward the spa hotel when Sierra sprinted past him, sending him to the ground in the process.

She jammed the Cody key and turned, but the lock wouldn’t turn with it.

“Oh no, Cody-key’s too small!” she whined as Dave, rubbing his head, walked up to the door.

He put in the key, turned, opened the door, and turned back to Jo. “Alright, let’s head back.”

He was only met with shocked stares. He looked at Owen, Sierra, and Jo, then back to the door, then back at the others.

“Oh. OH! HA HA! YES!”

“Game over!” Chris announced over the loudspeakers. “The Villainous Vultures win!”

Back at the other side of the island, the other Vultures cheered, some pulling faces at the disappointed Hamsters.

“Heroic Hamsters,” Chris walked up to everyone in person. “While the Vultures get acquainted with five-star luxury tonight, you guys will have to get acquainted with the bonfire, some marshmallows, and for one of you, a one way ticket home.”

The Hamsters all glanced at each other nervously.

CONFESSIONAL: Courtney

She groaned, slamming her fist on the side wall. “Seriously!? What a Team of Heroes this turned out to be.”

CONFESSIONAL: Zoey

“Well, we all tried our best, right?” she asked, clearly trying to be as optimistic as she could, until she sighed and hung her head.

Later that night, while the Villains were being treated to a five-star dinner, the Heroes were gathered in the mess hall to receive some of Chef’s slop.

“Well…” Jasmine sighed as Chef plopped a (debatably) healthy serving of mystery meat that might not even have been meat. “At least we don’t have to forage this time.”

“You kidding?” Shawn said, sliding next to her. “I’d rather live out of the garbage than eat this. And I have.”

Jasmine cocked an eyebrow, before giggling slightly.

Back at the table, everyone was eating sullenly an silently.

“Well, I’m proud of all of you!” Ella decided to try and cheer everyone up. “Why don’t we spend this time celebrating with a song?”

She opened her mouth to sing, but Noah cut her off with, “you know, this might not be the best time.”

“We may as well share who we’re all voting for,” Dawn suggested. “I’d rather it all be out in the open than simply hiding our true intentions.”

“Fine,” Courtney started. “I’m voting for Owen.”

“What!?” Owen dropped the spoon that was about to meet his lips, splattering the unidentified goo around his plate.

“Your slow driving was letting the villains get the lead on us!” Courtney explained.

“Didn’t you volunteer Owen to push the carriage?” Cameron asked.

“That was…” Courtney tried to find an excuse. “That was a lapse in judgement.”

“And he totally picked it back up!” Shawn came to the big guy’s defense. “Heck, he managed to keep up with Jo towards the end!”

“Well, if anyone’s got any better ideas, I’d like to hear them,” Courtney asked, rhetorically.

Suddenly, everyone’s attention was caught by the sound of someone entering the mess hall, namely, Heather.

“Don’t you have a high-class meal to eat right now?” Noah asked flatly.

“Well, obviously,” Heather scoffed. Her mouth then curled into a sly grin. “But I also wanted to give a huge thanks to Sierra.”

Sierra, who was admiring her Cody key, looked up at the mention of her name.

“What’s she talking about, Sierra?” Zoey asked.

“Oh, Dave told us all about how you traded the key that gave us the win for that dweeb key,” Heather explained, clearly enjoying turning the girl’s team against her.

“You did… what!?” Courtney grunted through gritted teeth.

Sierra’s eyes darted around the room as she laughed nervously.

“Funny story…”

The sun had set, and the eleven heroes sat at the bonfire pit. Despite the tense atmosphere, they all knew where this would be going.

What had been unexpected, however, was the set of stands where the eleven villains sat.

“Like the new nosebleeds section?” Chris asked, gesturing to the winning team. “This season, the winning team gets to sit in on the losers booting someone! Fun, right?”

Courtney scowled as she saw Gwen and Duncan.

"Before we get things started," the host said. "I'd like a volunteer from the winning team."

Lightning immediately stood up. "You got your man, Chris!"

"Alright, Lightning steps up!" Chris chuckled to himself, and continued. "While your team gets to live it up at the htel, you'll get to spend the night on Boney Island, in exile!"

"Sha-WHAT!?" Lightning cried, his enthusiasm completely vanishing.

"You'll probably also want to know that there's a McLean Brand Invincibility Statue hidden on the island," Chris elaborated. "After every challenge, one of the winners will get to spend the night on Boney Island and try to find the idol."

"That would have been good to know earlier," Scott said, frustrated.

“Now, I’m sure you all know how this works,” Chris began, turning to the Hamsters. “Head to the confessional one by one, and vote for whoever deserves to get kicked off most.”

One after the other, the Heroes got up and walked to the outhouse, where they wrote down and showed their vote to the camera, and then returned to the bonfire.

Once everyone had finished, Chris returned with a plate of ten marshmallows, one for each surviving camper.

“When I call your name, you’re safe, per the usual.”

He hesitated, before calling the first name.

“…Dawn.”

Dawn gave a small smile, lightly catching her marshmallow.

“Jasmine. Cameron.”

The two caught their marshmallows as well, though Cameron stumbled for a second.

“Mike, Ella, Shawn.”

All three caught their marshmallows.

“Zoey. Noah.”

The two received their rewards, with the latter silently noting that this was actually the first time this had happened.

“And… Owen.”

“Yes!” Owen finally released his breath as Chris threw him his marshmallow, which he caught in his mouth.

“Courtney and Sierra, the two of you are on the chopping block tonight.”

The two girls eyed each other.

“Courtney, you can’t seem to shake that bossy streak, can’t you?” Chris asked.

Courtney rolled her eyes. “It’s called being a leader.”

“And Sierra… really? An entire challenge for that?” He gestured to the Cody key, which Sierra was still holding onto.

Dave snickered.

“It’s all I have to remember him by!” Sierra tried to explain.

“Whatever,” Chris continued. “The final marshmallow goes to…”

The camera switched between Courtney, who was looking more frustrated than anything, and Sierra, who was hugging Cody key to her face for luck.

“…Courtney. Sorry, Sierra, but it’s time to go!”

Sierra hung her head, as she had already expected this.

“Well hey,” Chris walked up to the eliminated girl. “At least you get to demonstrate this season’s new elimination method.”

The scene shifted to the dock, where the weirdest addition of all had been installed: a giant, dirty, frankly smelly toilet. The remaining Hamsters cringed as the stared at it.

“Behold!” Chris announced. “The Flush of Shame!”

“That’s just… wrong…” Mike grimaced.

Sierra’s head popped out of the toilet, having been tossed in by Chef.

“Any last words, Sierra?” Chris asked.

“I’m just glad I can go home and see my Cody!” she exclaimed.

“Yikes,” Chris chuckled. “I’m sure he’s gonna be thrilled about that.” He pressed a button on a remote, and the toilet began to flush, sending Sierra twirling and sinking into the pipeline.

“I’M COMING, CODY-KINS!” she cried, right as she shot down the pipe and out of the game.

“And that’s one loser down, twenty future losers to go!” Chris announced, turning back to the camera. “Who’s it gonna be next? What kinds of drama will rear its ugly head? Find out when we come back next time, for Total. Drama. All Stars!”

As Chris closed the episode, the camera faded to black.

VOTES:

Cameron

“I could easily vote for Courtney on the basis that she’s… pretty mean for a hero. But she is a leader, and one that we could really use right now. I’m voting for Sierra.”

Courtney

“As if it’s not obvious. What does she even see in that scrawny pervert anyway?”

Dawn

“Sierra’s aura reads as very troubled. She clearly misses Cody a lot, and I don’t think being reminded of him that way very good for her mental state.”

Ella

“I feel so saddened that I must vote someone off! Alas, I must vote for Courtney. Sierra’s actions did lose us the challenge, but Courtney needs to find her own positive tune.”

Jasmine

“What kind of boneheaded move was that!? As much as Courtney rubs me the wrong way, I gotta go with Sierra.”

Mike

“Yeah, I think I’m gonna go with the crowd and vote for Sierra on this one. Why did she think it was a good – GASP – Darn teens today, can’t get romance off the brain fer nuthin’!”

Noah

“It’s between Courtney and the creepy blogger girl. And frankly, where Courtney at least has a brain rattling around in there, I had enough blog talk back on the plane. I'm voting Sierra.”

Owen

“I’m voting for Courtney. Since when was she so mean? …Oh yeah, she was always kinda mean, wasn’t she?”

Shawn

“Sierra. She’s more ‘alive’ than anyone I’ve ever met. And somehow, she scares me almost as much as the undead.”

Sierra

“Grr… why can’t Courtney see that what Cody and I have is special? She’s getting my vote.”

Zoey

“I think I’m gonna have to go with my gut… so I’m voting for Courtney. If… if that’s okay with everyone.”

Final Tally:

Sierra: 7 (Cameron, Courtney, Dawn, Jasmine, Mike, Noah, Shawn)

Courtney: 4 (Ella, Owen, Sierra, Zoey)

Camper Status

Villainous Vultures: Alejandro, Dave, Duncan, Gwen, Heather, Jo, Lightning, Scott, Sky, Sugar, Topher

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

Eliminated:

22nd: Sierra