Hey everyone, ultimateTORINOR here. Here to say that I don't own Total Drama Island. And also to say that the chapter 4 of Shards of a Crystal is here! Unfortunately, this chapter will not take place in the new world (which I still have to make up a name for, ideas would be appreciated). This chapter is set at Camp Wawanakwa again, but don't worry, its going to be the last one for a while that does. Also, guys, thanks for all the reviews, I'm officially in the double digits! I'm feeling really good at the moment, but truth be told, I'd like more. So if you could please read, review, and check my poll on my profile, as I still have yet to decide how to split the campers up. With all that out of the way, please enjoy the latest addition of...Shards of a Crystal!!!

Chris Maclean walked over slowly to the mess hall, a wicked gleam in his eye. In his mind's eye, he went over what the day would hold. First, the campers would be split into teams that HE had chosen, and he took great pleasure in making sure NONE of them were happy. The campers would participate in their first challenge, which was going to be very FUN. Not for them, of course, but for the viewing world. Seeing their faces before they jumped off that 1000-foot cliff…priceless! After the challenge, one of the losing team's members would be eliminated. Chris made a bet with himself: the weird boy with the weird hat would be the first to go. But first things first…waking the campers up at five in the morning, if only to have them spend hours worrying about the challenge first. Chris chuckled silently to himself Now THAT was his form of entertainment. As he pictured them jumping up in alarm in his mind, he got out his trusty blow horn and crept into the mess hall. He walked in, and for the first time in his life Chris was speechless. The campers who were supposed to be sleeping were actually nowhere in sight. After a quick scan of the room, Chris took out his walkie-talkie and shouted, "CHEF! MISSING CAMPERS! IT'S PART OF YOUR JOB TO GO AND FIND THEM!"

Chef thundered back a moment later. "Chris, I DON'T REALLY CARE WHERE THEY ARE, LET ME GO BACK TO SLEEP!

Chris thought for a moment, and then had an idea. "Chef, if you find those campers, I'll give you that paycheck I owe you."

Chris smiled to himself when Chef instantly responded, "Fine. I'll start in the woods. Where will you go?"

Chris made it back to his trailer where he got back into bed. No use staying up when no one was here. He told Chef, "I'll check around camp. Meet me at the mess hall in…four hours."

Chef didn't reply. Chris smiled again at how he had tricked the man into finding his tickets to fame and fortune. That paycheck was one thing Chef was never going to see. A little trip Chris had made to a resort hotel and spa had made sure of that. Chris turned on his side, and in five minutes he was fast asleep.

Chef Hatchet stumbled through the thick woods, his big frame struggling to fit through the gaps between the trees at times. All the while, he was cursing his luck. That he had been stupid enough to join this show at all. Money was the only reason he had done it in the first place, and he hadn't seen a cent in three weeks! He threatened to quit his job, but Chris had laughed and said he already signed his contract. He suddenly punched a tree in frustration, and was even more furious when the tree didn't even move, but instead caused his hand to throb in pain. Chef, to get his mind off the pain, suddenly thought of beating Chris up. He smiled. The "pretty boy" talked tough, but he was a coward and a weakling at heart, hiding behind other people and his paperwork. Chef walked on, so wrapped up in his daydream he wasn't looking at the ground. Chef placed one foot in front of the other, only to find that there was no ground to stand on.

Chef tried too late to stop himself as his forward momentum causing him to fall into space. Chef had a moment to realize that he was falling down stairs in the middle of a forest before his head connected with something hard and he blacked out.

Talen had been about to ask something to the Crystal before he heard a noise coming down the stairs. He listened closely, and thought it was if someone was falling down stairs. but that couldn't be it-

He was interrupted in his thinking as a huge black man in an apron tumbled down off the last stair and fell to his feet. When he didn't move, Talen was alarmed, but the Crystal's voice soothed him.

Do not worry he is only unconscious. We knew his coming.

Talen confused, asked, Who is he? Why is he here?

The Crystal answered after a minute of silence. He is the Guardian of the Chosen Ones. He is meant to guard the Chosen Ones, to keep them alive. To save them when they are in trouble.

Talen was puzzled. A Guardian? How is he going to protect all of them? They could be anywhere! He doesn't know where anything is in our world!

The Crystal waited until Talen was done. We know this. This is why We told you that your role was not yet over.

Talen stared up at the ceiling. I'm supposed to go with him?

The Crystal's voice floated down to him. Not with him, Talen of Nabudis. You must travel inside his body, to be his guidance only, to show him the way when he parts from it.

Talen, stunned, looked to the unconscious man. I have to go inside his body? How am I supposed to do this?

The Crystal told him. Just float over to him and try to pass through him. It will happen, and you will be a part of the Guardian.

Talen was unconvinced, but he decided to go through with it anyway. Floating cautiously next to Chef, he suddenly floated straight forward. Going straight into Chef's inert body, he expected to shoot past through his body and hit the wall, and he was astonished to realize he was stuck.

Talen heard the Crystal's voice again. It is done. You have bonded with the Guardian, to become his direction, to help him when he is lost. You have bonded to help him succeed in his mission to protect the Chosen. To this you have sworn; will you uphold your promise, Talen, citizen of Nabudis?

Talen answered hesitantly, unnerved by the Crystal's declaration. …I will.

The Crystal was silent for a moment more. You will leave in a moment. This will drain the last vestiges of my power in this chamber. You will not hear from me again for some time. Remember to talk to the Guardian when he wakes, as he will be confused. He might refuse to help you for a time, but you must not get discouraged. He will see…in time. Good luck…Guardian and Talen, saviors of our people…

Talen saw the light begin to build up. He asked desperately, hoping for an answer. Great Crystal, there are 22 Chosen. How can we possibly hope to guard them all?

The Crystal didn't answer at once, and Talen thought it wouldn't at all. But as the light flared bright and he felt Chef and himself lift away from the chamber, he thought he heard a voice in his mind.

You will not be able to save all of them. They will understand their destinies, as you have come to understand yours. Talen, citizen of Nabudis, they will all understand.

For some of them…it will be the last thing they ever do…

So that's that. The final people going to the new world are traveling there now, and next chapter will DEFINITELY be in the new world. But, I need some time to think out this next chapter, as there is nothing to help me base it on. Although I have a general idea who'll be in it, I don't know what's going to be in it at the moment. So, the next chapter might take me a little bit to write, but never fear, I will get it done. Although, I might get it done faster if a lot of people sent me feedback. I thought this chapter went all right...but its not this chapter I'm concerned about. It's the chapters to come that are important, and I NEED a lot of people to check out my poll, as I can't seem to make a decision, so I'll have you all do it for me. You don't have to, but I'd greatly appreciate it. Anyway, thanks guys, you all reading this means a lot to me, and thanks once more for taking a few minutes out of your lives to read my story!