1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

just a note before we start, i'll only be doing ten now so it won't be extremely long, and as of right now, no romance cause i suck at it. and i would have wrote this earlier but i'm helping a friend with a thing that she's doing for somebody, so that takes up some of my time. anyways, for now, enjoy!

chris stood on the dock of shame smiling with his hands behind his back and standing up straight. "hello, and welcome to total drama super powers! today, we're going to meet all the freaks that'll be staying here tortured my me, chef hatchet, and the outdoors. first up is naomi!"

he looked over to an approaching boat. it pulled up and sat for a few seconds until a

idge of ice came out and stopped at the edge of the dock, spitting out two suitcases. they sat there for a few more seconds until a girl popped out yelling, "ice-enista is here!" she had wavy black hair with a purple streak with tan skin. she was in a light blue spandex suit and a snowflake helmet with blue green gloves and boots.

chris burst out laughing at the sight of her costume. she looked at him with a sad face. "what, did i do something wrong?" he continued laughing at her, completely ignoring her question. she snarled at him and used her hands to throw an ice cube at his head. he rubbed his head and glared at her before turning back to the camera.

"well, next up is praxie." another boat came up and stopped at the edge of the dock. a boy came out with straight blonde hair and blue arms dressed in purple and black short sleeved jacket and pants and black sneakers with a purple scarf around his neck.

he started walking to the end of the dock, shivering all the way. chris eyed his scarf and said, "dude, you know that it's, like, 98 degrees outside." praxie stopped, sneezed, and said, "we can't all be warm all the time." he started walking again until he tripped and skidded on the ground until he was laying at the edge of the dock, with the tips of his fingers in the water. he

ought his hand up to find them covered in ice. he sighed and walked to the edge of the dock with his head hung until he bumped into naomi, causing her to fall into the water. she glared at him as he chuckled nervously and hung his head again.

chris chuckled and said, "wow. well, now we have dallas!" the boat pulled up and two bags were thrown out, but instead of a person coming out, the only thing that came out was a fly. it buzzed around in chris's face before he started swatting at it. then, the fly flew to the bags and turned into a pale girl with blonde knee length hair dressed in a leather jacket and gloves, a splatter paint tank-top, a black skirt, black combat boots, rainbow socks, and a lightning bolt marking over her eye.

the expression on her face looked as if she had just been thrown ten miles by a tornado as she yelled, "woah, what was that about? we just met and you're already trying to kill me!" chris chuckled slightly and said, "yeah, that's how it works here. now, to the end of the dock."

she growled at him a bit before crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at him. she then grabbed her bags and turned into a wave, sweeping her bags over to the end of the dock and turning back to normal when she reached the end. by that time, naomi had picked herself up, still glaring at praxie.

chris had a satisfied look on his face as he said, "ah hatred, such a beautiful thing. now, next up is fauna!" the boat pulled up and a girl with long black hair and

own eyes hopped off. she had a

ight pink button up shirt tied up under her chest, khaki pants, and flip-flops and was carrying a box.