A/N: Well there was about an even number of votes, but after thinking it over, I've decided that I'm going to go ahead and skip my idea. Sorry to the people who wanted it, I just don't really feel that I am a writer like that. Sorry again.

Sorry, also, about the long-time-no-update, I kind of had writer's block. Also, be warned, this chapter is kind of sucky. To make up for it, I made a banner for this story. Check out my profile for the link.

Disclaimer: No Camp Rock for me :(

"Stupid forest, stupid trees, stupid..." Tess hissed, her arms crossed around herself in an attempt to shield out the cold. "Stupid cold!" Her teeth were clenched, and she was none the less any angrier than when she'd woken up. This day had been miserable, as usual, not that it was any surprise to her. Every day was exactly the same, only this one managed to be... a little worse.

"Ella and Peggy had better be out here too!" Tess' shrilly voice echoed once again. "Stupid wanna-be clones are never there for you when you need them!"

Nate rushed to Caitlyn's side, kneeling down beside her and grabbing her wrist to feel for a pulse. He managed to feel a slight relief when Caitlyn moaned beside him. Slowly, her eyes opened and she rolled onto her back, staring up at the tall, towering trees that were reaching for the bright, blue sky. Her gaze slowly turned to him, puzzlement echoed on her features.

"What happened?" She groaned, blinking up at Nate, still dazed.

"I don't know." Nate admitted, wondering that exact same question himself. "Are you okay?" Caitlyn took a deep breath, nodding slightly.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." She broke off, an sudden gust of panic written in her eyes, and immediately she sat up, looking winded, her eyes sliding back and forth as she swallowed loudly.

"Caity? What's wrong?" Nate asked worriedly, placing his hand on her back, staring at her and trying to decipher her strange behaviour. She shook him off, shaking her head no, while sliding backwards until she was resting up against a tree trunk, her eyes darting around nervously. "Caity?"

"Where are we?" She hissed, her pale eyes darting, taking in the scene in front of her. "Nate, where the heck are we?" At her startled scream, I spun around to see what had gotten her so wound.

"Oh my... gosh."

"Mitchie, we really should stop to take care of your head." Shane grasped my arm, pulling me to a stop. I shook my head, ignoring the slight pain that made me wince.

"I'm fine," I replied, blowing him off, shrugging his hand off of my wrist before continuing on, following Jason through the thick woods. I was a little too preoccupied to stop and worry about my head. I'd just keep up what I'd been doing - occasionally taking my shirt and wiping the blood off of my head. It wasn't bleeding all that badly, anyway, once we knew a little bit more about where we were, then I'd stop and allow it to be taken care of. "It's more important to find a way to get home."

"It's getting kind of dark, Mitch." Shane continued, glancing around warily. Before I could respond, another scream was heard, but this time I could understand the words.

"Where the heck are we?" All three of us stopped at the sound, swallowing nervously as we looked forwards, where the sound was coming from.

"It sounds like Caity," I whispered, glancing back at Shane to see if he'd heard me. Seeing my stare, he nodded, signalling that he'd understood, licking his dry lips. Nervously I turned back around, still gripping Jason's arms, partly to make sure he didn't run off towards the sound, and partly to comfort both of us. Shane moved to my side, taking my free hand and squeezing it gently. "What should we do?"

"Well, if it is Caitlyn, we should go find her. She could be hurt, or lost, or alone." Shane suggested, and I nodded, tightening my grip on his hand. Scared of what we'd find, we all moved forwards cautiously. There was no more screaming, and it both comforted and scared me at the same time. Taking one last deep breath, all three of us stepped forwards, and gasped softly at the sight in front of us.

"Nate? Caitlyn?" I spoke quietly, catching sight of both of them; however, there was a much bigger issue attracting my attention at the moment. "Are you guys alright?" I asked, managing to tear my eyes away from the landscape and back towards the couple that were slowly rising to their feet, Nate steadying Caitlyn.

"Yeah, we're okay. What about you guys - Mitch, your head!" Nate exclaimed, and I frowned, moving my hand up before remembering that I'd hit it. Shrugging it off, I turned back towards the scenery.

"It's fine for now. What in the world is that?" I pointed, swallowing, watching as everyone's gaze slowly looked towards where I was pointing.

"We've been trying to figure that out. It's a little... creepy." Nate replied, watching our stunned expressions.

"But surely if there was something this big, we would've heard about it before." I exclaimed, shaking my head. There was no way something this huge would've escaped anyone's notice. It just wasn't possible.

"Maybe..." Nate trailed off, choosing not to finish his sentence as he shrugged.

"Maybe it's a huge play gym..." Jason began, but seeing everyone's annoyed expressions, broke off. "Or maybe it's just a ruined city. They have those, you know."

"But it's too big for that. And the ancients didn't build with metal and concrete, I'm pretty sure." I shook my head; no, this was not just another Mayan or Aztec ruin.

"Well, what else could it be?" Jason asked, looking around at our different expressions, trying to find an answer among at least one of us.

"That's the problem," Nate spoke quietly, but we all heard him nonetheless. "I think it's..." He boke off, swallowing, as if afraid of our reactions. "It looks like..." Once again, he seemed unable to finish his sentence, which was not something Nate usually did. He never stuttered over any of his words. "It appears to be the ruins of New York City."

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