Revenge Of The Island (Lewis McLean)

Prologue

Holy crap, I haven't written in this in. . . God knows how long! I just found it collecting dust under my bed. I mean, when I skimmed through it, I got the memo it was from my Total Drama days. It's actually pretty lucky, 'cause today, I am becoming the host of the fourth season.

Total Drama World Tour was. . . well, it was something. Chris really outdid himself. And. . . by 'outdid'. . . I mean he was the cause of about 60% of the cast's major injuries. Alejandro's whole 'volcano' incident, which was the big one. Sierra blew up his plane, trying to celebrate Cody's birthday, and Ezekiel got turned into some kinda mutant-monster-creature-goblin thing.

I missed a lot, but I'm kinda glad I did. Honestly, knowing my luck in Total Drama seasons, I'd probably either die, or get mauled, or something like that.

Unfortunately, but not really, the fans protested for about a year and a half outside the network's building, where the producers were working, to let me host my own season. They wanted 'justice' for what Chris did, and they didn't want a season with him, which was a BIG ask.

But, the producers eventually caved in, and called me a month ago, asking if I was okay with it. I mean, I was cautious at first, but. . . after they told me Chris had no part, and I could do it all on my own, I was pretty. . . well, I guess 'fine' is the right word. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't hesitant.

Only problem is. . . 

I picked up the phone, trying to keep my cool. "Yeah?" In reality, I was actually pretty excited. "We've confirmed the location of Total Drama season four." They told me. I mean, seasons one through three, they were all different locations. And, to think, I was going to get something entirely- "It's going to be back on Camp Wawanakwa." I paused.

". . . What?" I responded, feeling a bump form in my throat. "Camp Wawanakwa. Your fans insisted on a call-back to your 'most iconic' season, so. . . that's where season four is happening." They explained. Their tone of voice was not at all pleasing. "Mm. . . okay. . . ! That is great. . . ! Just great." I feigned my excitement.

Well, this is great, isn't it?

Yeah. So much for having an entirely unique location.

I don't know EXACTLY what the fans requested, but I can guess it was most likely a call back to season one, which a lot of them told me was my 'best season', and the producers assumed that they wanted me back on Camp W.

Alas. . . I must do it. I'm pretty sure working overtime as a biology substitute teacher won't carry me forever. I'm also pretty relieved those nine year olds don't recognize me.

Anyway. . . um. . . that's about it, really. I mean, Total Drama-wise.

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I'm not gonna lie. I regret not asking about any type of co-hosts, or anything. I mean, Chris had me and Chef, but. . . who am I gonna work with? 

It doesn't matter, I mean, I once cooked for twenty two teenagers. . . how hard can thirteen be? Knowing the tastes of the originals. . . probably actually very easy.

I sighed, resting my arms on the railing of the boat. It was taking me to that very same, very empty island in Muskoka. Camp Wawanakwa. Something felt slightly off, but. . . I ignored it. Of course I would be nervous when coming back here after three years. Anything could happen.

When I got to the island, I fully expected Chris to just pop outta nowhere, and say he had more hands-on experience, so he would take over. I was pretty surprised when he didn't, but, seeing as the contestants' boat was arriving soon, I took the time to genuinely prepare myself. 

Mentally. I wasn't gonna make sure I looked 'perfect'. I looked fine, and that was good enough.