Hi! So, on last story, "Total Mutated Revenge Of The Island", Danni Kramer's big brother persuaded her to audition for Total Drama Revenge Of The Island". She got on there, played hard, and ended up in the finale. However, at the last minute, good guy Mike won the million dollars. Now, it's been a year, and Danni has just received an email, bringing with it a tonne of pain, and a million-dollar gain. What will happen? Find out right here, right now, on Total! Revamped! All-Stars!

Disclaimer: I just stole Chris' opening. I don't own that style of introduction. Nor do I own anything you recognize from "Total Drama All-Stars", or anything you recognize that I stole from another season.

The tweaks for this season will be a little different from the last two I've done. Because All-Stars has a preestablished cast, there will be several differences. Some of the old cast members will be traded out for others, and I've even added some. The Revenge Of The Island cast has also changed, due to the last story. And sorry to everyone who expected me to include Dawn as she was in the final seven last season, but I actually do have a reason. I needed another male Hero, and the Heroes team was already female-heavy as it was (I leveled it out with having more males on the Villains team, which also meant I cut one villainess).

So who's still coming back and who's new to the cast? Let's take a look!

It was the summer of twelfth grade when I got the message. Everything was going well. The Total Drama hype had mostly died down with total jerk Chris McLean being in jail, I had good grades, and I was ready to go to cheer camp and enjoy it more than I had in tenth grade.

Then the email arrived. It was from the Total Drama producers. They apparently wanted me to come back to an All-Star season, since Chris was out of jail and the fans wanted more. And it was in my contract. I could either pay a huge amount of money that I didn't have, or return to Camp Wawanakwa.

I mean, okay, Revenge Of The Island ended all right. No one died, and I actually got something out of the game. But I didn't want to play all over again. And if it was an All-Star season, who was I going to have to fight? I knew the contestants I was with pretty well, but who knew what the old ones were like off-camera?

And more importantly, which of the old contestants would be there? I'd already met Heather briefly, and she was sure to be on the season. Probably Alejandro, too, if he survived that lava spray (part of me hoped that wasn't the case – no one needed the Villain of Perfection around). And I couldn't help expecting the other finalists, too. Gwen, Owen and Beth could be OK, but I really didn't want to have to compete against Duncan. I had nothing against him (Really, if I was him, I would've dumped Courtney way earlier), but he was too strong as a competitor.

I couldn't think who else I might be competiing against outside of my cast. And as for my cast members...I just hoped Scott wasn't back. No doubt he still held a grudge against me.

I immediately jumped on Facebook and sent the same message to everyone: Did you get asked back for an All-Star season?

I didn't actually have Jo, Staci or Scott online (Scott said he didn't even have Facebook, since he lived way out on a farm), but I got messages back from Brick, Zoey and Mike instantly, all saying they got the message. Dawn, surprisingly, didn't get one, even though she was in the final seven. Anne Maria eventually messaged back and said she was returning.

Well, OK. Some of my friends were coming back.

Lightning didn't message me. Well, he didn't have to, really. We'd already arranged to go out the day after I got the email. The first thing he said when he picked me up was "You know what, cutie? This summer, we're gonna take the reality TV world by storm. And this time, we'll both get to the finale."

I didn't need the power to read between the lines. "They asked you back? Awesome! I hope we're on the same team again!"

"Sha-totally!" Lightning agreed. "Lightning gotta win with his girl there, or winning ain't...uh...well, it's still winning...but not as sweet!"

I giggled. I was used to those kinds of remarks where Lightning hadn't quite figured out the end of a statement he'd begun. Besides, he did it a lot less than he had when we started dating. I'd soon figured out that he was not a great student, so I suggested being his tutor. Well, since he trained me in athletics, I tutored him as both payment and payback. And it seemed like he'd actually gotten smarter – not just in books, but in general. Which was weird, because we usually spent half the time I set for tutoring making out. I couldn't help it. I would say "I'm supposed to be helping you get this homework done. When we finish up to here, I'll give you five minutes, okay?" We'd get that part done, then five minutes would stretch into thirty, and both of us would be shirtless. But somehow, it actually seemed to work, since Lightning passed enough of junior year so he wouldn't have to repeat it, and seemed to just be generally better at brain functions.

Me? Well, I could run faster than I could that time last year, and my grade in Gym had improved (yeah...the only reason I passed before that was because of credit for cheerleading – I was athletic, but the only thing I excelled in during Gym was gymnastics, because lower body strength was so important in everything else). And I could score a goal in soccer once in a while.

Anyway, even though I wasn't really that keen to be going back to Camp Wawanakwa, there was still a certain sense of anticipation in me as I was getting packed. According to the email, we'd get picked up in a helicopter and taken to the camp that way. Hopefully Chris wouldn't make the copter explode before we got there.

And then, the day came. I was so busy looking around during the ride to see who was there and who wasn't.

First of all, the good news. Courtney was NOT there. Score! But Heather was. Well, I guess she had to. Courtney hadn't been a finalist, even though she'd gotten pretty far twice. I guess the first season where she got unfairly kicked off counted against her.

Duncan was also there. Not great. But at least he was holding hands with Gwen, his girlfriend, and I knew she was all right.

Their opponents in the final were there, too – Beth and Owen. The latter was very excited to be coming back, while Beth was looking a bit overwhelmed. I caught her eye and grinned. She smiled back.

There were three more people from the original cast – less deserving players, but all of them had been in the final seven, and not all of us Revenge players had made that. The most deserving was probably Sierra, who would've made the final three if she hadn't accidentally blown up the plane when she put sparklers next to fuel when she brought out Cody's birthday cake. But there was also Lindsay, who accidentally voted herself off in a final six deal, and Justin, who lost out two episodes before because he refused to fight Courtney. Oh well, true All-Stars would be harder to crush. I had to count my blessings. Besides, I liked Lindsay, and without Cody around, Sierra would probably be okay.

As for the Revenge cast – just Mike, Zoey, Lightning, Anne Maria, Scott (thanks a lot, fate), Brick and I. That was all fifteen of us.

Like last season, each of us could hear the moment we were introduced by Chris through a speaker on the plane. Each of us were meant to jump out of the plane, a few feet away from the island. So yeah, we'd have to swim. Oh well, I could just wear my pyjamas early and dry my TD outfit overnight.

I was the third introduced, after Mike (all his alters mentioned), and Zoey, who dived out after Chef had literally thrown Mike out.

Then I heard Chris saying "Charming cheerleader with a competitive heart, Danni!"

"No way is Chef shoving me out!" I yelled, jumping into a diving position before he had a chance. He still managed to throw out most of the others before they could jump, though. Lucky Sierra avoided it. She was last to be introduced, jumping down in cannonball position with a cry of "For Codyyyyyyy!"

Oh, and there was Ezekiel, but he was just a joke competitor who was thrown to the other side of the island. I guess the environmentalists who arrested Chris got him out of there?...Well, it would've been better if they hadn't allowed the authorities to let Chris out on parole. I mean, they could've just replaced the host.

But after the introduction, we were left to struggle to shore, ready for another season.

Sort of.

I know, I know, a short chapter. We'll get into the real stuff next chapter!