Author's Note: Hey everyone, please don't hate me for this but I am indeed starting yet another series. I know what you're going to say, I'm spreading myself too thin, I'll neglect my older series. But the thing is I really need to get this started before I let it rot in my head and end up tossing it away. I had hoped that I would get more progress done on my other serieses first, but with school approaching and constant shifts at work, I really want to just get this up now. Whether I'll update it much beyond the premiere is a totally different question, but for now I just want to get it started. So please forgive me if this is getting a bit much, believe me, I realize it too, but what can I say, I can only write what I feel inspired to. So, enjoy the sequel to Uber Drama Island ^_^

Cameras zoomed from the sky down onto a large complex. The vast area was completely fenced off and void of any human life. Various buildings of different shapes and sizes filled the large section. Eventually a bus pulled up along the road and stopped. A handsome man with smooth black hair and a blue shirt stepped out of the bus which quickly departed.

"Greetings, world!" the man exclaimed as he turned to grin at the camera. "My name is Chris McClean and I'll be your host for this fantastic series. Behind me was once a massive studio, covering every genre of film, show, any production you could name. But it's long since been closed down, until today where it will be the venue of…Uber…Drama…Action!"

Chris threw his hands into the air dramatically and this announcement.

"Last season, Uber Drama Island, was a huge success," Chris said, "that we've decided to Uberify the Action concept to make a doubly epic season. Last time, 24 contestants, each colourful in their own way, competed on four different teams for the grand prize of one million dollars. Who would win it all? The wild savage girl? The guy who couldn't say no? The guy who rhymed on every occasion? No, in the end, it was Nile, the teen superstar who won it all. But now it's time to start fresh. 24 new contestants, 4 new team, 4 old vets coming back, and maybe a few guest appearances from some of your Uber favorites."

Chris spotted the bus returning.

"First off," Chris said, "let's meet the four returnees who have graciously volunteered to help out this season."

The bus stopped again and a muscular boy got off. He had black hair with a green Mohawk and lots of piercings on his face. He wore a black shirt with a skull on it and blue jeans.

"Duncan, happy to have you back," Chris exclaimed.

"That makes one of us," the boy scoffed.

"Hey, if you didn't want to be here you shouldn't have volunteered," Chris said, before adding under his breath, "which you signed in the fine print of your contract."

"Whatever, let's just get this over with," Duncan remarked as he stepped forward.

The next girl to get off the bus was far more enthusiastic. She had brown hair done up in a small ponytail. She wore square glasses, a green shirt, and pink pants.

"Oh my gosh, it's so exciting to be here again!" she exclaimed as she hopped off the bus.

"Glad someone has the right attitude," Chris remarked.

"Hi Chris, Hi Duncan!" the girl exclaimed.

"Now Beth, you do realize that you won't actually be competing this time, right?" Chris asked. "You're just here to help."

"Oh of course," Beth replied. "But it's still super exciting. I can't wait to pass on my knowledge and experience to the young minds of the new guys. I'll be like their sensei!"

"Yeah…something like that," Chris remarked.

The next girl to get off the bus stomped with each step. She had ebony black hair tied in a short ponytail and a fierce glare in her eyes. She wore all indigo athletic wear except for her white socks.

"Eva, so good to see you again," Chris exclaimed.

Eva just snorted before asking, "So where is everyone? Who am I supposed to be whipping into shape?"

"In due time, Eva," Chris said. "They'll be here eventually."

Eva just grunted as she walked behind Chris. Beth waved at her tentatively, but Eva gave her a death glare and she immediately stopped. The final boy got off the bus. He had angelic good looks with smooth dark skin and flowing brown hair. He wore a green shirt and blue jeans.

"Hiiii, Justin!" Beth exclaimed in awe as she let her jaw drop.

"Bah, what's pretty boy doing back here?" Eva spat, but resisting the urge to let her jaw drop as well.

"It's nice to see you too, Eva," Justin replied.

"Really? You mean that?" Eva said, letting her façade drop as she stared at him lovingly.

"Get a hold of yourself," Duncan scoffed.

"Right," Eva said as she shook herself off. "I've got nothing to say to you."

"Great, you're all here!" Chris exclaimed. "Now, you should all know your instructions. Get to your stations people. Chop, chop."

The four returnees headed off into the studio and split up in separate directions.

"Now," Chris said as he turned to the camera again, "it's time to meet the 24 who will be competing this season."

The bus returned.

"Here comes our first one now," Chris said. "Give it up for…Douglas!"

A short, somewhat tubby boy stepped off the bus. He had black hair with a green Mohawk and wore a black shirt with a skull on it along with blue jeans.

"Hi, Chris," he greeted. "I'm just fresh out of juvie and ready to be…uh, bad and all that."

"Really now?" Chris said.

"Well, it wasn't exactly 'juvie,'" Douglas admitted. "Just school detention…and I wasn't exactly 'in' it…just hanging out there 'cause it's where are all the cool kids are."

"I see," Chris remarked. "You know, your attire reminds me of someone."

"Oh, you mean the God and Saviour of Total Drama Island, Duncan!" Douglas exclaimed enthusiastically. "He's my idol, I base everything in my life off of him!"

"Well, I'm sure you'll be happy to meet him then," Chris said.

"He's here!?" Douglas exclaimed eagerly as he grabbed Chris by the shirt. "Where is he!?"

"Easy there," Chris said. "You'll meet him soon enough. First let's meet the rest of the contestants."

"Bah, who cares about them?" Douglas scoffed. "I just want to meet Duncan…amen, My Lord."

"Well, while you're waiting, why don't you start us off by making a confessional?" Chris suggested. "The Confession Cam is just over there."

Confessional:

Douglas-Duncan is by far the coolest guy ever. I want to be just like him; I'm gonna be a mean, unfaithful rebel who plays by no one's rules but his own…oh it's gonna be super!

"Next up," Chris said, "let's meet Aubrey!"

A beautiful girl stepped off the bus. She had short, curly golden hair and deep blue eyes. She wore a blue tanktop and matching skirt, revealing a lot of her smooth skin.

"Hello, everyone," she greeted. "It's an honour to get the chance to appear on this show."

"Whoa, you're hot!" Douglas exclaimed.

"Ugh, seriously, is that the first thing you think when you see me?" Aubrey scoffed in disgust.

"Uh, yeah," Douglas said as he stared at her longingly.

"This is what I can't stand," Aubrey groaned. "Everyone's always telling me 'Aubrey, you're so pretty, you should be a model.'"

"That's a bad thing?" Douglas asked.

"To me it is," Aubrey said. "Does anyone care about my personality? Does anyone care about my grades? No, all they see is that 'hot model.' Well I am more than a model!

Aubrey took a firm stance as she continued to rant.

"I didn't come here to bat eyelashes and flirt with all the boys," Aubrey continued. "I came here to play Uber Drama and win using the skills that aren't just skin deep!"

Douglas just continued to stare at her.

"Just watch what you say," Aubrey said to him.

Confessional:

Aubrey-Perhaps snapping like that wasn't the best way to make a first impression, but I am so sick of the treatment I get. I want to be very clear about how to play this game, you people are going to see that I'm much more than a pretty face.

Douglas-I don't know what that Aubrey girl's problem is…she's hot and she should be proud of it. Once I use my 'bad boy' charm on her, I'm sure I'll get her to loosen up soon enough. I've found my Courtney!

"Let's keep it moving," Chris said. "Next up, we've got Victor!"

A very thin, dark-skinned boy stepped off the bus. He had short brown hair and watery chestnut eyes. He had a green coat zipped up over a blue shirt and light blue pants.

"Hi guys," he said softly.

"Wow, that guy looks like such a pushover," Douglas remarked as he jabbed an elbow at Aubrey. "Am I right?"

"Just ignore him," Aubrey said to Victor. "He seems to have a problem with thinking before speaking."

"It's fine," Victor remarked as he shook Aubrey's hand. "I'm Victor…as you probably guessed."

"Nice to meet you," Aubrey said. "I'm Aubrey."

Confessional:

Victor-I didn't want to cause a scene right from the start, but the truth is I badly need to win this game. You see I've been an orphan for nearly half my life, sleeping from couch to couch with family, friends, whoever'll be generous enough to house me. If I can win this money, then maybe things might look up for me.

Douglas-A big guy like me needs a wimp to bully so I feel ever bigger…or something like that…and I think Victor could be perfect for that.

"Next to join our cast," Chris continued, "is the lovely Mona!"

The bus arrived but no one came off.

"Is she invisible?" Douglas asked. "And speaking of which, how cool would that be!?"

"She's probably shy," Victor remarked.

"I don't blame her," Aubrey said. "Being on a show like this takes a lot of guts."

"Mona, hurry up, we don't have all day!" Chris shouted.

"Oh, sorry about that, folks," a light airy voice said.

A small girl stepped off the bus. She had orange hair and misty blue eyes. She wore a green headband and a necklace with a silver medallion. She had on a navy sweater patterned with red criss-crosses, and khaki pants.

"I was just enjoying the gentle rocking of the bus from my seat," she said. "Left…right…left…right, just like being a baby in its cradle. So serene, so peaceful."

"That's great, but we can't take all day," Chris said.

"No, always rush, rush, rush in today's modern world, isn't it?" Mona sighed wistfully. "Wouldn't it be nice if we could all just stop for a day and watch the clouds roll by? With a nice mug of tea, of course. I quite like tea."

"Well, hi," Aubrey said. "It's nice to meet you, Mona."

"Oh, it's so sweet of you to say that, dearie," Mona said. "Sweet like a rich drop of honey. Mixed into some tea perhaps. Do you like tea?"

"Um, sure, I guess," Aubrey said.

"Then we'll get along just fine," Mona replied.

Confessional:

Mona-Oh, you know what this confessional needs? A little Feng Shui. I think I've got just the thing…

Aubrey-(pokes a small dangling lantern) How long as this been here? Anyways, Mona seems nice enough. A little out of it, but seems like a very decent girl.

Douglas-Hm, Mona seems like a bit of weirdo. I might just steer clear of her…I'm not sure how Duncan would deal with her, to be honest.

"Our fifth contestant," Chris said, "is Todd!"

A large muscular boy with short brown hair hopped off the bus eagerly. He wore a turquoise shirt and crimson shorts.

"Woo!" he exclaimed. "Todd has arrived! Bring on the challenges 'cause I'm ready to WIN!"

"Well, someone's excited," Aubrey remarked.

"Not just excited, I'm PUMPED!" Todd exclaimed. "This is gonna be awesome. I can't wait to get to the challenges and show everyone what I'm made of."

"I bet I could take him in a fight," Douglas remarked.

"Ha, I like your spirit, kid," Todd laughed as he friendlily slapped Douglas on the back.

However, the strength was enough to send Douglas sprawling to the ground.

"Well, I think you showed him," Victor remarked.

Confessional:

Todd-There are plenty of different ways to win this game, but my way is just to win every single challenge ever. I'm a beast when it comes to sports, I bet I could do it.

Victor-Todd is certainly eager. I'd be dumb to take him on in a fight, but luckily you don't necessarily need to fight someone to get rid of them out here.

Mona-Todd has enough energy to power an automatic cranberry plucking device. If only technology would catch up and invent such a thing.

Douglas-(rubbing his back) Ow…uh, I'm gonna stay away from Todd too…n-not cause I'm scared of him or anything…just cause…uh…I'll get back to you on that.

"And now let's move along," Chris said, "and meet Kendell!"

A short girl with smooth blond hair stepped off the bus. She had a pink hairband with a bow, and a matching pink shirt and skirt. She stuck her nose up disdainfully as she stepped off the bus.

"Hi," Victor said. "Nice to meet you."

"Hmph," the girl scoffed. "I don't agree. You look pathetic, to be quite honest."

"Hey there, no need to be rude," Victor said.

"Oh, what are you going to do?" Kendell challenged.

"I'm not going to do anything," Victor said. "But I just—"

"That's right, you're not going to do anything!" Kendell interrupted. "So I can say whatever I want and you can' t stop me!"

"Fine," Victor said, then adding under his breath, "Have fun leaving first."

Confessional:

Kendell-I've spent my life being sweet, but out here no one's going to tell me to mind my manners and I can finally try being bad. Heh, it's gonna be fun.

Victor-I don't know what Kendell's problem is, but she's setting herself up to leave pretty early. That's her issue, though, not mine.

Mona-Kendell needs more tea in her life, that's probably why she's so grumpy.

"And now we come to…" Chris said. "…Adam!"

A handsome boy stepped off the bus. He had bountiful, neatly combed black hair that dropped down the back of his head. He had a grey shirt that revealed the top of his chest, and blue jeans.

"Yo," he said coolly.

"Hey, man!" Todd exclaimed. "Looking forward to competing with you."

"Eh, don't expect too much," Adam remarked calmly.

"What do you mean?" Todd asked.

"I'm not really into this whole competition thing," Adam admitted boredly. "I just wanted to get my face on TV."

He then turned to face the camera and posed.

"Hope all you recruiters, casting directions, and modelling agents are watching this," Adam said. "Like what you see and I'd be happy to take your calls."

Adam then walked up to Aubrey and eyed her with interest.

"Well now, you're looking pretty fine," he said. "You ever been in modelling or something?"

Douglas was giving Adam warning signals but he wasn't picking up on them.

"For all you know, I could have plans to be an astronaut, or an accountant, or a sushi chef!" Aubrey exclaimed frustrated. "Or maybe I'm just some lazy bitch who hates everyone! Would you like that?"

"I dunno," Adam shrugged. "Just saying you're hot, it's a compliment."

"Well, don't," Aubrey huffed.

Confessional:

Adam-That girl…Aubrey, was it? She's going about life all the wrong way. If you have a gift, you need to share it with the world. Which is why I'm putting my name out there for all you eager fans just waiting to discover my beauty.

Aubrey-Adam is…pretty much the exact thing I hate. People who use their looks to mask their negative qualities. Well, he better hope he doesn't end up on my team, because I will not be tolerating that.

Todd-Adam needs to get out, like, right now. What do you mean, you don't come here to compete? This is freaking competition! It's what you do!

"And now let's all get ready to meet…" Chris continued, "…Giselle!"

This girl had very dark skin and deep black hair. She had tender lips, and a curvy body. She wore a strapless dress coloured with black and green swirls.

"Uh…he-hello," she said very meekly. "I…sorry…I do…I don't do the…uh…the English…I don't do the English…goodly."

Everyone seemed uncertain about how to approach her.

"Uh, what exactly were you thinking with this one, Chris?" Kendell asked. "She can't even speak English, how is she supposed to play the game?"

"Are you kidding, this is just the kind of draw our show needs," Chris said. "We'll show the world how exotic and multicultural we are, while showcasing a naïve, but hot, girl like Giselle."

"Except for the part where she can't speak English," Aubrey pointed out.

"Eh, she'll pick it up easily enough," Chris remarked. "Right, Giselle?"

"Um…wh-what?" Giselle asked.

"See? She's doing fine," Chris said.

Confessional:

Giselle-I…just come here…soon…I don't…do the English…muchly enough. Mr. McClean say…I play game…I win prize…so, I try bestly.

Kendell-Well, that was dumb. That girl is going to be lucky if she even survives the first day.

Douglas-Wow, Chris is just rolling in the hot girls this season. Luckily, as Duncan would say, monogamy is overrated.

"And now," Chris said, "we've come...Steven!"

The bus arrived, but no one got off. Instead a helicopter seemed to be circling the area. Something dropped out of it. A pillow hit the ground.

"Huh, what was that?" Adam asked.

"Geronimo!" someone exclaimed as they dived out of the helicopter.

The boy slammed onto the ground and splatted against the pillow. Everyone gasped. Then he pulled himself off the ground and took a bow. The boy had very long wavy blond hair that rolled down his back. He had a massive red hat covered with stripes and dots, and a large purple feather. He had a golden suit over a navy shirt and a red bowtie.

"Greetings, everyone!" he exclaimed dramatically.

"Are you okay?" Aubrey asked. "You just fell from a huge drop."

"Not to worry, darling," the boy laughed. "As you can see, I had a cushion break my fall."

"But that was still a huge drop, you could have broken bones," Victor said. "Or even been killed."

"Nonsense," the boy continued to laugh. "I was in no danger whatsoever, and I knew exactly what I was doing?"

The other still seemed unconvinced.

"It's simple logic," the boy continued. "I can't die, no one of us can, we're main characters."

"Uh, what?" Todd asked.

"Tell me this? Have you ever seen anyone die?" the boy asked.

"Uh," Todd started.

"Of course not," the boy continued. "Because this is a PG show, can you imagine how it could be to pull off an actual onscreen death and have it stick? Like I said, I was perfectly safe."

"Um, what the hell are you talking about?" Kendell spat. "This is real life, you dolt, not some cartoon."

"Aw, poor sweet ignorance," the boy remarked. "Oh well, I can't change your denial."

"Well," Chris said, "you can join the others, Stev—"

"Oh no!" the boy exclaimed as he covered Chris's mouth. "Don't use that name, please. 'Steven.' How drab, how plain, how unoriginal. Do you know how many Stevens there have been on TV? I don't want my name to get just washed away in the sea of duplicates. You may simply refer to me as The Professor. Doesn't that just have much more pizazz to it?"

"Uh, sure, The Professor it is," Chris said as he removed the hand from his mouth. "Now please just join the others."

Confessional:

The Professor-I have achieved a higher level of awareness, and I am able to fully embrace my function in this limited universe. The others may still be in their delusions, but that'll just make it all the more fun!

Kendell-Where do you get these freaks, Chris? Stevie is going to get himself killed before the day is up; and that'll just prove his theory wrong.

Giselle-Is, uh…man falling from sky…regular to this country?

"Moving along," Chris said. "It's time to meet…LaBelle!"

A girl with messy, fiery red hair rolled off the bus. She wore a large teal cap, and a tan vest over a blue shirt and a maroon skirt.

"Tada!" she exclaimed. "Look at me, aren't I just quite the spectacle!? I'm totally crazy, completely insane, you're going to need a straitjacket to contain me, that's how nuts I am. Aren't I just the best!?"

"Uh, hi," Victor said uneasily.

"You've got a lot of competition for craziest though," Kendell remarked.

"What!?" LaBelle barked. "Who!? I'll kill them! I can't have anyone making more of a scene than me! I need all the screentime to be on me!"

Everyone glanced at her uncertainly.

"Flippity-flappity, giggigity-googily, I'm insane!" LaBelle exclaimed.

Confessional:

LaBelle-My goal coming out here is to be fan favorite, and everyone loves the crazy girl. I just need to make sure I act as wacky as possible, and all the screentime will be mine!

Kendell-Trying too hard much?

Adam-So, LaBelle wants screentime, eh? Well, she's not getting any of mine, this gorgeous needs all the focus it can get.

Victor-I'm starting to feel like I won't be able to keep my mind intact after putting up with all these people all summer long.

"Just keeping things moving along," Chris said. "Give it up for, Xavier."

A dark-skinned boy with a large stack of brown hair stepped off the bus. He wore a red suit and blue pants.

"Welcome, Xavier," Chris said.

"Yes, yes, now get out of my way," Xavier said. "I need to inspect the cast."

Xavier then walked around the group who had arrived by now.

"Hm," he said as he walked around, eyeing everyone.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Mona asked. "Perhaps I could help you find it."

"I am looking for this season's Goddess," Xavier said. "Every season has one, a female player who is the epitome of perfection. She must win. Could it be you? Hm, possible, you've got potential."

"No!" LaBelle exclaimed as she shoved Mona to the ground. "It's me. It's most certainly me!"

"Hm, yes, I like it," Xavier said. "Fierce, not afraid to assert your position, clearly no regard for the well-being of your fellow competitors. I think you have it…I think you very well could be…it!"

"Of course," LaBelle exclaimed.

Confessional:

Xavier-Every season, the Goddess fails to make it to the end. It's such a heartwrenching tragedy. But this time I shall make sure it doesn't happen. I'll fight tooth and nail to find the true Goddess and get her to first place where she belongs!

LaBelle-I am totally the Goddess he's looking for. I'm just glad that someone recognized my glory so soon.

Kendell-Heh, Xavier should be a good chance for me to try out my manipulating skills. I've just got to convince him that I'm this 'Goddess' and he'll carry me right to the end.

"And now it's time for…" Chris continued, "Norissa!"

The bus arrived and a short girl with auburn hair done up behind her stepped off. She had thin glasses, and a yellow blouse with orange polka dots, as well as a long draping mauve skirt.

"Salutations, everyone," she greeted gracefully.

"Eh, doesn't look like much to me," Adam remarked to Todd.

"Ha, she won't be able to compete with me!" Todd exclaimed boisterously. "She doesn't have the muscle for challenges!"

"Have something to say?" Norissa asked as she walked up to the boys. "I assure you, the mind can be just as dangerous as muscle."

"Ha, sure, whatever you say," Todd said as he gave her a playful punch on the arm.

"Ow. Don't do that please," Norissa said.

"You're gonna have to take some pain if you want to last out here," Todd said.

"We'll see about that," Norissa replied.

"Eh, boring," Xavier remarked to anyone standing near him. "Not Goddess material, she'll have to leave early."

Confessional:

Norissa-I've always been a little introverted, and I realize that I'll have to step it up a bit for this game, but these people had better not underestimate the power of the mind. This game isn't all about winning challenges, it's also about planning your every move.

Xavier-Girls like Norissa are nothing but everyday boring. If I wanted someone like her, I would have just joined my school's chess club.

Todd-Norissa can have all her thinky-think strategy if she wants, but at the end of the day, if you won't win immunity, then what good is thinking going to do for you?

"Next up," Chris said, "we've got…Jarred!"

A tall boy stepped off the bus slowly. He wore a leather jacket over a green shirt with an X on it. He had fuzzy brown hair with purple stripes running through it. He had a grim look on his face as he stepped forward. He just gave a curt nod at everyone.

"Well, hi there," The Professor greeted friendlily.

"Hello," Jarred said coldly giving an ice glare at The Professor.

"Hold that for one second," The Professor said as he used Jarred's eyes as mirrors to fix his hair.

Jarred just pushed The Professor aside and stood to the side of the group.

"Hey, you, get your own gimmick," Douglas said as he walked up to Jarred with his chest puffed out.

"Gimmick?" Jarred asked.

"Yeah, the whole 'bad boy' shtick," Douglas said. "I already got that covered."

"I assure you," Jarred said icily. "This is no 'shtick.'"

He glared at Douglas before giving him a jab in the chest with his finger. Douglas immediately backed off.

Confessional:

Jarred-I came to this show to win a million dollars, simple as that. I'm not going to make friends, I'm not going to play games, I'm just going to make sure I get myself to the end.

Victor-Wow, a lot of people seem to be missing the entire social aspect of the game. If this keeps up, I might have a hard time making any allies.

Douglas-Hmph, who does he think he is, acting all tough? I don't need anybody making me look bad…I mean, I'd probably make him look bad.

"And now let's meet," Chris continued, "…Leroy!"

A large, overweight boy stepped off the bus. He had a large hat over his rust coloured hair, as well as a bit of stubble around his face of the same colour. He had a grey shirt and tan pants.

"Why, howdy-do folks," he greeted as he took off his hat in a greeting gesture. "Such a pleasure to meet, y'all."

"It's nice to meet you too," Aubrey said.

"The pleasure's all mine," Leroy said. "And might I say, you're quite the beaut."

Aubrey narrowed her eyes, but didn't say anything.

"Hey you…uh, you're fat!" Douglas exclaimed. "Yeah, I went there."

"Wow, brilliant burn," Kendell remarked.

"Shut up, it sounded better in my head," Douglas grumbled.

"Well, I'll remember that, squirt," Leroy said. "And maybe when it comes time to vote, you'll see your sorry ass getting the boot."

Confessional:

Leroy-Uh heheheh, I can be all sweet and pleasant if that's what these people want, and kept them all wrapped around my fingers. But if they want to make me into an enemy, then hoo boy, the gloves are coming off and I will crush them into the dust.

Aubrey-Eh, I'll let Leroy slide. At least he seems to know when to shut up.

Adam-Ew, Leroy is the poster boy for 'ugly.' I feel like if I stand too close to him, some of it might rub off on me, so I'm staying far away from him. Can't have my looks getting tarnished.

"Let's keep this rolling along," Chris said. "And everyone welcome…Amanda!"

A small girl with chestnut hair and glasses stepped off the bus. She wore a purple coat over a black shirt and navy jeans.

"Welcome, Amanda," Chris said. "How was the ride?"

"Oh, just stupendous," Amanda said. "Reminds me of the bus I took back in England…of course, over there they drive on the wrong side of the road, isn't that crazy!? I mean, what would happen if you had a British car but lived in Canada, wouldn't you cause, like, so many accidents!? Although, Canada is technically part of the British Empire, so, like, why do we drive on the right side of the road? Isn't that weird? Pretty crazy if you ask me."

"Stop saying crazy!" LaBelle barked. "That's my line!"

"Ooh, you have a line, that is so cool," Amanda said. "I wish I had a line. I mean, like to say 'the' or 'hi' a lot, but like, who doesn't? I guess antisocial people…but then again, they still need to talk, right? I mean, even if you were antisocial, you would still need to order food, right? Wouldn't it be just awful if you hated talking so much that you couldn't buy food so you would just starve and then die!? Oh wow, I'm sad now."

Confessional:

Amanda-I like to talk, what can I say, I'm a talker. I mean, there I just said it, 'I'm a talker.' That's exactly what I can say? Why did I ask myself a question just so I could answer it? Is that what we call a rhetorical question? Except that's supposed to have no answer, right…so I guess it's like a semi-rhetorical question.

Jarred-That Amanda girl is going to get on my nerves. She does not shut up.

LaBelle-Who does that Amanda think she is?! Trying to steal my screentime with her nonsensical babble. Well I can go off on tangents too you know…like this one time I went to the store and bought loaf of bread…uh, I'm not sure where I was going with this but you can be assured that insane shenanigans ensued!

"Let's keep this show moving," Chris continued as the bus returned, "Put your hands together for…Rich!"

A boy with very messy hair stepped off the bus. He had shy expression on his face, and wore a grey and violet striped shirt and maroon shorts.

"Hi!" Amanda exclaimed as she immediately hopped in front of him.

"Uh, h-hi," Rich said shakily. "I'm R-Rich."

"You're rich?" Amanda asked. "Then why are you here? Why don't you leave the contestant the rest of us who actually need the money?"

"Uh…no, no," Rich said. "You misunderstood. My name is Rich."

"Your name is rich!?" Amanda gasped. "How in the heck did a name get rich? Does it own, like, an oil company or something? Hey, did you know that crude oil is Canada's number one export?! I didn't know that, I always thought it was like, maple syrup, or beavers, or something a little more, you know, Canadiany!"

"Uh…yeah," Rich said uneasily.

Confessional:

Rich-I'll admit, I'm a bit of a pushover. But that's what I'm coming out here for. I'm hoping this show will toughen me up just a bit.

Amanda-That guy with the rich name is pretty cool. I wish my name was rich, it only has, like, 25 cents in its account because of its smoking addiction. I also like pancakes!

Todd-Hm, another scrawny guy. Come on, these people need to pick it up! I want some challenge while I'm out here!

"Almost there now," Chris said, "next up it's Judie!"

A girl rolled out of the bus before clinging to its side. She then rolled over to Chris and stood to back to back with him. She had dark skin and frizzy black hair done up in a long ponytail. She had one a maroon dress with matching shoes and a brown belt.

"Nighthawk has arrived," she announced. "Beginning analysis of competition."

She flipped around so that she and Chris faced opposite directions and she could see the rest of the cast now.

"Hm, interesting," she said. "No threats perceived. Victory should be easy."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Todd asked. "How am I not a threat?"

"Hm," Judie said as she looked Todd up and down. "Strength is confirmed. Strength is good. You'll win challenges, you'll be an asset…but…"

She stretched her fingers along his forehead in examination.

"Just as I thought, you lack the mental capacity for clear cut thinking," Judie said. "You've got the brawn but not the brains, and you'll need both if you even want a chance to stand in league with the Nighthawk. Who, by the way, is me. So, in short…you don't stand a chance."

"Hey, I totally stand a chance," Todd boasted.

"Fine, vote me out, I dare you," Judie said.

"Alright—" Todd tried to said.

"Boom, big mistake, buddy!" Judie exclaimed. "You just made an enemy of the Nighthawk. You don't want that. Congratulations on volunteering to be first boot."

"I didn't—" Todd tried to say.

"But I'm generous, it's just one of my many qualities," Judie continued. "So, I'll accept your apology and forgive you just this once. But don't do it again, or else you'll face the wrath of the Nighthawk."

Confessional:

Judie-I'm not just a mere player. I am an expert. I am a paragon. I am the Nighthawk. And I will be winning this game.

Todd-That crazy girl doesn't know who she's messing with. I'll show her!

LaBelle-Oh, so it's stupid codenames you want now!? Is that what makes a 'good character' now?! Fine, just call me…Dayrobin…okay, I'll work on that.

"Now, it's time to meet our next contestant," Chris said. "Here's Dewey!"

A thin boy stepped off the bus. He had dusty coloured short hair. He wore a white button-up shirt with a yellow bowtie and pink pants.

"Uh…ahem…hi everyone," he greeted meekly as he waved. "Am I…uh, at the right place?"

"What do you think?" Kendell asked dryly. "We're just a bunch of freaks hanging outside of an abandoned studio in the middle of nowhere because we were bored?"

"Oh, uh…ahem, yes…silly me, you're right," Dewey said in a fluster. "I'm just…uh, heh…well, it's a funny story…and well, the short of it is…I don't really know what I'm doing here…?"

"You'll do fine," Chris said as he tossed Dewey into the crowd. "Now don't dawdle, we've got a schedule to upkeep."

Confessional:

Dewey-Uh heh…well, this all started because of some dumb dare. I didn't think I'd actually make it to this show…I don't even know what 'Uber Drama' is…I'm really going to have a hard time keeping up out here.

Kendell-Dewey seems pretty pathetic. But that just means that I'll have no trouble taking control of him.

Leroy-I saw that lil' blondie girl eying Dewey, and I can tell that she wants to work with him. But nope, not if ol' Leroy's got anything to say about that. Dewey is just the kind of guy I want working for me, a sad sap who won't question any of my demands. Uheheheh.

"We're nearing the last stretch," Chris said. "Our next girl is…Yvonne!"

A tall girl with long flowing chocolate hair stepped off the bus daintily. She wore a skintight white bodysuit underneath a pink tanktop and shorts. She had a very disdainful look in her eyes.

"Greetings," she drawled.

"Hi," Norissa said.

Yvonne ignored her.

"Um, okay then," Norissa remarked as she shrugged.

Yvonne immediately began stretching.

"Um, Yvonne, the challenge hasn't even begun yet," Chris said. "We're still waiting for some others to arrive."

"Bah, I vill be ready," Yvonne declared. "I dun't hafve time to vaste lollygagging."

Confessional:

Yvonne-I am accomplished ballerina. I know vhat it means to fight fohr a victory. I plahn to do just zat and vin zis childish game.

Norissa-Ah, I'm used to being ignored, no biggie. If Yvonne ends up on my team, she'll learn to respect me once we start working together.

Judie-Yvonne walks with dignity. Pride. Confidence. The kind of girl who knows where she is and what she wants. She would be a threat; if she didn't underestimate her competition. She'll never see the Nighhawk coming until it's too late…closer…closer...then bam! Yvonne is finished!

"Now we've come to…" Chris continued, "…Kevin!"

A boy clad entirely in black from head to toe stepped off the bus. All that could be seen was his brown eyes and the edge of his black hair. He walked up to Chris silently and bowed.

"Welcome, Kevin," Chris said.

Kevin gave a short nod.

"Nice to meet you," Mona said as she extended her hand. "I like your colour scheme. Reminds me of looking up into space…or perhaps into the depths of the ocean. Very serene indeed."

Kevin shook her hand and gave a short nod in gratitude.

"You're not big on talking, are you?" Mona asked.

Kevin shook his head.

"Good!" LaBelle exclaimed as she knocked Mona over again. "Keep it that way! Just stay silent and off to the side, and we'll get along great."

Kevin nodded once again.

Confessional:

Kevin-I'm a ninja. Ninja's don't talk. This is the last you will hear me speak.

Mona-Sometimes silence is worth more than words could ever say.

LaBelle-If everyone else could just be more like Kevin, this season would be perfect for me!

"Now let's all give a big welcome to…" Chris said, "…Maggie!"

The woman who stepped off the bus was much older than everyone else who had arrived, she looked to be well into her forties.

"Oh, what are you all staring at!?" she spat as she saw everyone. "You got a problem with me?"

"Um, excuse me, ma'am," Norissa said, "but aren't you a bit old for this show?"

"No, no I am not," Maggie declared. "You all saw the World Tour season didn't you? That had a middle aged woman join the cast right in the middle. So, I have just as much a right to be here as any of you halfpint brats."

"Well, um…we wish you the best of luck," Victor said.

"Suuuure you do," Maggie said as she glared at him. "Liar."

Confessional:

Maggie-I'm not about to let a bunch of snot-nosed kids walk over me. I am going to show them just what this 'old bat' can do.

Todd-Now you're bringing old ladies into the contest? Come on, Chris, this is an insult.

Aubrey-Maggie might be just a bit over her head. No matter what she says, this is a teenage environment and fitting in is key.

"Yeah, yeah, next person, you know the drill by now," Chris said as the bus returned. "It's…Buster!"

A short boy with curly black hair stepped off the bus. He had round glasses and wore a white lab coat over a forest shirt and goldenrod pants.

"Greetings, degenerates," he said scornfully.

"Is that an insult?" Todd asked Adam.

"Probably," the other boy whispered back.

"Ahem, I don't believe you addressed me," Judie said. "Naturally, as I am standing with these degenerates I can see how you would associate me with them, but I can assure you, the Nighthawk is quite—"

"That's very fascinating," Buster said boredly. "Perhaps you could tell it to someone who cares though."

"Fine, ignore me," Judie said. "Let your guard down, make it that much easier for me to defeat you."

"Somehow I don't see that happening," Buster replied.

"And that's just how it is," Judie said. "No one ever sees the Nighthawk coming. But she does, and before you know it…Snap! She's standing over your cold, lifeless body in victory."

"Threatening murder now, are we?" Buster replied. "How classy of you."

"Just you wait," Judie said.

Confessional:

Buster-Ugh, I've seen the kind of idiots you cast on this show, and this season doesn't seem any different. It's like school all over again, just one big collective mass of stupidity. Only this time, if I outsmart them, I won't just get beat up, I could win a million dollars.

Norissa-Oh good, a fellow brainiac. Although, he seems a little sour, but I'm sure we could go good together.

Maggie-Feh, you could read all the books you want and fill your fat little bookworm head, but none of that matters to what I've got: Real, hard life experience.

"Just a couple more to go," Chris said as the bus returned yet again. "Say hi to Boe."

An Asian girl stepped off the bus. She had he black hair down up in a pair of buns. She wore a yellow shirt with red tiger stripes and brown shorts.

"Welcome, Boe," Chris said.

"Hi," she said.

She then turned to the group.

"Okay, listen up , people!" she announced. "I don't like having to repeat myself, so I only want to say this once. I know what hard work is. I have worked hard nearly every day of my life. I will not tolerate slacking. Do you hear me, I won't do it! If you are on my team, I will expend 100% effort every single day. Anything less and you can expect to be kicked the hell out of here! I don't care if you're tired, I don't care if you're homesick, I don't care if you've got a grandma in the hospital with only a few hours to live…I will not tolerate anything less than perfection!"

Everyone was shocked into silence for a few seconds after her speech. Eventually Maggie broke the silence.

"Listen her, girlie," she said, "I don't know who you think you are, but no teenage brat is going to boss me around."

"Excuse me? Did I address you?" Boe asked. "Did I give you permission to speak!? No, I did not! Do not talk back to me, you will respect me as your superior! I don't care what age you are, I will not tolerate insubordination!"

Even Maggie seemed to be at a loss for words.

Confessional:

Boe-I work at my family's restaurant. Every second I'm not at school, I'm on my feet, cooking, serving, cleaning. I have learned what it means to dedicate your life to working, and I will bring that to my team.

Leroy-Ugh, I can't stand that lil' bitch alright. She ain't telling me what to do, that's for sure. If she ends up on my team…then, uheheheh, it's buh-bye, bitchy.

Xavier-Hm, potential goddess material perhaps…she certainly knows her place…and it's above all of us mortals.

"And the very last contestant to arrive," Chris said, "is…Macie!"

A small dark skinned girl stepped off the bus. She had short, fluffy black hair and a shy smile. She wore a red dress with blue patches on it.

"Hi," she said.

"And we don't have time for you to meet everyone," Chris said. "Since we've got to get this show on the road."

Chris grabbed Macie and tossed her into the crowd.

"Alright everyone," Chris said. "If you'll look behind you, you'll see the Uber Drama Studios. This is our site for the season. It's chock full of all sorts of film sets and it's going to be one crazy place. For our first round, you're going to be exploring this new location. Four veterans have been stationed throughout the studio. Once you find them, they will assign you to your tribe. However, each tribe can only have six members, so first come first serve. Other than that, there are no rules, so it's up to you to do what it takes. Understood? Good, Uber Drama Action starts…now!"

Immediately the 24 contestants all took off running into the studio grounds. As they left, the bus arrived one more time. A girl with brown hair under a blue bandana stepped off. She had a yellow coat over a blue shirt and olive pants.

"Hi, Chris!" she greeted. "Intern Mia reporting for duty!"

"Oh, I could have sworn that we only had 24 contestants," Chris said. "But oh well, you're late, so hurry up and catch up with the others."

"Um, no Chris, it's me, Mia, remember?" the girl asked. "You asked us former players to come back to be interns from time to time?"

"I'm pretty sure I'd remember you," Chris said. "I bet this is just a trick to see if you can sneak out of doing the challenge. Well, it's not going to work. Get moving. Mia."

The girl just shook her head and sighed.

"Anyways," Chris said as he turned to the camera, "there you have it, your 24 new contestants for the season. Who will win, who will lose? Who do you love, who do you hate? And how will the teams stack up this time? Our season premiere continues next so be sure to check in next time on the epic start to…Uber…Drama…Action!"

Cast:

Adam-The Mactor
Amanda-The Quirky Girl
Aubrey-The (Not a) Model
Boe-The Bossy Girl
Buster-The Ego
Dewey-The Noob
Douglas-The Duncan Wannabe
Jarred-The Rebel
Giselle-The Foreign Beauty
Kendell-The Not-so-sweet Sweetie
Kevin-The Ninja
LaBelle-The Attention Whore
LeRoy-The Fat Bastard
Judie-The Agent
Norissa-The Academic Achiever
Macy-The Follower
Maggie-The Middle-Aged Woman
Mona-The Airhead
Rich-The Nice Guy
Steven The Professor-The Reality Warper
Todd-The All Brawn and No Brain
Xavier-The Worshipper
Victor-The Orphan
Yvonne-The Ballerina

Author's Note: So, what do you think? Any early opinions? Once again, sorry about overloading you guys with so many new series. I'm going to try to finish the premiere for this, then probably let it rest for bit.