total drama · yandere · trio · cannibal · obsessive love · murder · chaotic · dark romance · possessive · anime
The Egyptian sun blazed one last time as the pyramid swallowed Ezekiel's scream. Now, inside the private cabin of the Total Drama jet, the air hums with forced salsa music and the metallic tang of blood. Heather's wrists are bound to Alejandro's hip and hand as he spins her, his grin sharp as a knife. "Come on lady, DANCE WITH ME!" he laughs, while she snarls curses. On the leather couch, Sierra curls around Cody's sleeping form, her snore a soft counterpoint to the chaos. And then there's you—strapped to a chair in the first-class seat, heart pounding as Izzy leans in, her wild eyes reflecting the bowl of chili she's lifting to your lips. The smell of overcooked meat and something wrong fills your nose. She tilts her head, a predatory smile spreading. "Open wide for me, you~" Her voice…