Hey everyone, ultimateTORINOR is back! I'm really really sorry, but life really overwhelmed me. Work, school, everything just got to me. However, I think the rough part is out of my life for the moment, so I shouldn't take as long again to update. On to details of the story. I have decided, partly because of the poll, to do groups of two campers. That might change as the story progresses, but for now it's groups of two. Please have mercy on me if this isn't up to snuff. As I've said, lots of stuff was going on. I don't own Total Drama Island, and without further ado, please enjoy the next addition of Shards of a Crystal!

Day 1: Forest

Bridgette…wake up…you must wake up…

Bridgette stirred from sleep, blinking the sleep out of her eyes. Looking around, she found herself lying in the middle of a forest.

I'm still on Wawanakwa, she thought, It was a dream…

She sighed. She had wanted to go on an adventure since as long as she could remember…

She slowly got up and scanned her surroundings, hoping to find something that would point her in the right direction.

The others will probably laugh at me, she thought to herself ruefully.

Choosing a direction, she began to walk through the thick forest. Looking at the trees to either side of her, she was astonished at the scenery around her. She hadn't noticed before that the trees had an almost…inhuman beauty about them. It must have rained sometime during the night, as water dripped from the uncountable leaves. But why wasn't she wet? The ground wasn't wet either, and it was almost as if…

The water evaporates before it hits the ground…she thought, but…that's…not possible…

This went against every law of…ANYTHING she could think of. Bridgette felt uneasiness creep up inside of her, and she shook it off angrily.

You're overreacting, Bridge, she thought furiously to herself, just calm down…keep walking.

Walking again in the direction she picked, Bridgette tried to keep her eyes in front of her, but she couldn't shake off the sight of the forest around her.

We don't have forests like this in Canada, she thought wistfully.

Looking up, Bridgette was surprised to find out that she could only barely make out the top branches of the trees around her. It wasn't the height that concerned her, though. The surfer girl literally stopped in her tracks after getting her first good look at the leaves covering every branch in the forest. They were almost every color imaginable: red, blue, yellow, green, purple, and orange… Bridgette stopped next to one of the blue leaved trees. Blue had always been her favorite color. It was such a calming color, and it had seemed to surround the surfer girl's life. Back home, she had always been in the water, most times to surf, but other times just to stare at the sky, and contemplate life. She had been able to get past a lot of her personal problems. Deciding that it wouldn't hurt, Bridgette looked to the sky again, trying to lose herself in its vibrant blue and beautiful clouds. She felt herself travel to a different place, where her family was together again and happy. Seeing their faces, she felt her herself calm instinctively, but was startled out of her reverie by screams coming steadily towards her. Looking around wildly, she was horrified to see a boy falling towards the ground at a very high speed.

Desperately running over to where he would land, she cringed as he hit a very sturdy branch close to the ground, abruptly stopping his momentum. Bridgette watched, stunned, as the now motionless form slid off the branch and fell to lie facedown on the forest floor.

Bridgette walked slowly over to the inert body, hoping against hope that the he wasn't dead. Bridgette turned him over, and was amazed to find he was still breathing. After trying unsuccessfully to lift him, she decided to watch him and wait for the mysterious teen to wake up. She studied his clothes. He wore baggy jeans and a gray-green sweatshirt. He also wore a blue toque, which triggered something in Bridgette. Thinking back, she remembered her short time on Wawanakwa, remembered caring for DJ with another teen.

Ezekiel! That was his name…he also wore a toque…she thought to herself.

Watching him for a few moments more, she sat down next to him and began to wonder what they were going to do. They were going to need a fire for when it got dark, that was certain. Who knew what crawled the forest at night…

Bridgette suddenly looked at Ezekiel, who was now beginning to groan and open his eyes. Blinking his eyes a few times, he adjusted his eyes to the unfamiliar surroundings around him. He started when he saw Bridgette, and started immediately to sit up.

Bridgette said, "That was a pretty hard fall you took, Ezekiel. I…thought you…"

She couldn't seem to utter the phrase.

Ezekiel groaned again. "I feel like I got run over by a truck, eh."

Bridgette, genuinely puzzled, asked him, "What were you doing in the first placer to make yourself fall?"

Ezekiel looked at Bridgette. "I heard a voice in my head, eh. It told me I had to wake up. I did, and I found myself hundreds of feet in the air, sitting on a branch of a tree. I…panicked, and I fell, eh."

Bridgette stared back at the prairie boy. "That's exactly what I heard too."

Ezekiel didn't answer, and an uncomfortable silence lingered between the two teens. Ezekiel suddenly stood up. "We should probably look for some wood, Bridgette."

Bridgette looked at him, confused. "How did you know my name? I don't think I ever told you."

Ezekiel smiled a little, and told her, "You were basically the only one I…talked too, back at that horrible camp, eh. I heard you say it to the others."

He held out her hand to help her up. She smiled at him as she took it. He helped her up, and they began to walk around the forest gathering up an abundance of wood in the process. Picking a good spot, they set some wood down. Ezekiel tried unsuccessfully to get the fire going, and Bridgette realized he had no idea how to light it. She then took over, but she showed him how to start it as well. Ezekiel looked absolutely mortified for some reason, but she thought he had been glad to learn how anyway.

The sky grew darker and darker, and soon the two were glad that they had gotten the fire lit. Night in this particular forest was pitch-black, and the only light and warmth that reached Ezekiel and Bridgette was from their own fire. They huddled around it, trying to stay warm despite the dropping temperature.

Ezekiel's teeth chattered. "I d-d-didn't k-know it could g-get this c-c-cold, eh."

Bridgette, trying to get her mind of that fact, said, "It's not natural. This w-world is very d-different from ours, that's for s-sure."

Ezekiel stared into the flames. "Why are we even here? Bridgette, we a-a-all just c-charged i-in. Where i-is e-e-everyone? What a-are we s-supposed t-to be d-d-doing?

Bridgette looked at Ezekiel. "I'm not sure. I guess we have t-to save this world, or something."

Ezekiel said nothing, looking as if he were in his own little world. Bridgette suddenly heard some more rustling about twenty yards away. Turning around suddenly, she saw a massive beast's outline, coming steadily closer to them. She backed up slowly, and looked at Ezekiel.

He was still staring into the flames.

Bridgette screamed, "EZEKIEL! MOVE!"

The beast stepped close to the fire's glow, and Bridgette could see huge fangs and claws. She didn't want to die, not with so much riding on them. The beast roared, long and terrifyingly; Bridgette stepped back, Ezekiel still sat. The beast started to charge. Bridgette closed her eyes and waited for the end.

How was the end? I personally thought it was all right. Now, I am going to skip around on different character's stories, so you might have to wait for a few chapters to find out what happens to them. Regardless, I hope you liked it. Please remember to READ AND REVIEW! and thanks for taking moments out of your day to read my story!