I do not own TDI, or any of its characters. And for that matter, I don't own the elements that the campers will get power over.

But I do own what powers each camper gets, and that's good enough.

And thanks for the reviews! Sorry that this has taken a couple of days, I have a huge (I do mean huge) project I'm working on for school and its taking up a lot of time. Anyways, enjoy!

Chapter 1

Ezekiel hummed contently to himself as he sat in the hot tub, watching all the action going around him. Lindsay and Beth were giggling over some magazine, Heather was sitting crossly on a lawn chair-without her wig-, and D.J., Duncan, and Trent were playing poker. He thought he saw a flash of Izzy and Owen making out in the bushes before sinking lower into the all comforting tub. His mind thought back to that first day on Total Drama Island, more specifically, when he found something. Something very…so…very…

Ezekiel nodded off, his dreams whispering an amazing story, even some that he didn't know about, throughout his mind…

Ezekiel started running from the crazed psycho-path barreling after him. "GET BACK HERE, YOU SEXIST HOME-SCHOOLED PIG!" shouted Eva, and Ezekiel swore afterwards that he saw smoke coming out of her nostrils.

Ezekiel was losing ground-fast. Eva had just snatched at his beanie which was soon to fall off soon. The forest was tearing at his clothes, slowing him down, while Eva just had to follow his trail. If something didn't happen soon, he'd end up as Ezekiel Slaw.

"Oh cr-" he started to yell, but was cut short as he tripped on his laces and fell into a pile of leaves…

And kept falling…

And still kept falling…

Above, Eva stopped suddenly, confused. "What?" Then a smirk crossed her face as she saw the hole Ezekiel fell into. "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME, HOME-SCHOOL!" she shouted as she jumped into the hole, her mouth in a cruel smile.

Meanwhile, Ezekiel was still falling, and was hearing Eva's threats far above him. The air whipped away all screams he mustered, and that made him panic even more. Especially when he saw the ground coming up to greet him in a very impolite way.

WHUMPH!

Ezekiel hit the floor and the crash he made echoed until even Eva heard it on her way down. Very slowly, in much pain, Ezekiel shakily stood up and dusted himself off. Momentarily forgetting the fact that Eva was above him and getting closer every second, he stared curiously into the gloom. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he could make out bunches of stone surrounding the room, but that was all. Ezekiel hesitantly took a few steps into the cavern. The second his feet made contact with the floor, the whole room shook.

"Yaaaaaaahhh!" the sixteen year old yelled before clutching to one of the masses of rock. The trembling seemed to be slowing down…but then Eva dropped in, amazed from the fall, scared from the shaking, and mad at Ezekiel. Eva lost her balance when she landed and fell into the room. The mysterious quaking grew stronger, making it impossible for the twosome to focus on any of their surroundings.

Eva tried to stand up, but promptly fell down face first. Thankfully, she caught herself with her hands and crawled over to one of the stones that circled the room. As soon as her hand touched the cold rock, the shaking stopped as abruptly as it had come. So sudden, that both of the teens fell over from their jellied legs. Eva and Ezekiel, despite themselves, started laughing from sheer giddiness. Eva's laugh was deep and hearty, while Ezekiel's was light yet strong, and both noted the others laugh in their brain.

Eva then realized what she was doing and who she was with, and grew very, very, very, oh so very, angry. And that's in understatement. She was furious.

"OK, Home-school," She said as she jumped up and progressed towards Ezekiel, who was now very nervous. "We're not dead from that stupid shaking and no one is around, so now is the perfect time for me to pummel you down so hard until you'll have to look up to see the ground!"

Ezekiel wasn't entirely sure what she meant by that threat, but he sure as heck wasn't going to wait and find out. He tried running away, but ended up just turning around and hitting the wall. As Ezekiel rubbed his head from the bump, he didn't notice the muscle girl behind him until she picked him up by the neck and shook him in the air like a rag doll. He feebly tried to pry Eva's hands off him, but it was useless. Her grip was like iron.

Eva suddenly stopped shaking him; in fact, she dropped him like she had been holding a poisonous scorpion and just realized what it was. Eva's mouth was wide open and her eyes were bugging out. Ezekiel massaged his neck and took a few deep breaths before following her gaze. Then his mouth flew open.

The rocks they had just been clinging to dear life for and changed while their backs were turned. The rock that Eva had touched was now a gleaming pedestal that had the carvings of vines wrapped around it, which looked vaguely Greek in design. Ezekiel's was similar, but it was carved to look like river rocks stacked on the one another. But it wasn't the pedestals that caught their eye; it was the sculptures on them.

On the pedestals were mostly exact carvings of the heads of Eva and Ezekiel, with slight differences here and there. Ezekiel's, for example, had no beanie hat on it and the brown hair was shaggy and wild. The slight whiskers on the living Ezekiel's chin were now bigger; the statue had a light, extended goatee. Other then that, it was a perfect likeness.

Eva's figurine had her hair down, that billowed behind her shoulders. And instead of a frown that always seemed to occupy Eva's face, it was smiling. Eva walked over to the girl that seemed like it was supposed to be her and traced her finger around the head, feeling the grooves in the hair, eyes, forehead…then she noticed something. Around the neck of the bust -and yes, she thought mentally to herself , there's one on Homeschool's too-was some sort of pendant about a square inch long. She put her hand between the stone and necklace and knelt down to see it more closely. It was dull, black and tarnished. No surprise after being down here, she thought. It was to dark for her to make out the shape, so she tried to take her hand away from the necklace. Unfortunately, the necklace instead came away from its stone mistress and landed in her hand. Eva gasped, shocked at what she had done. Her hand tightened around the jewelry.

Ezekiel was having similar thoughts as he pulled an ornament away from his statue. It was rounder then Eva's, but looked like it had cracks in it. Ezekiel couldn't help but hope it wasn't broken. He slipped it into his pocket and was then startled by the sudden voice of Eva from behind him.

"Look, when-if-we get back up, not a word of this to anyone, got it?" Ezekiel barely had enough time to nod before, as if on cue, a section of rock slid away and crude, carved stairs leading up revealed themselves. Eva and Ezekiel just stared at them like they were alien.

"Weird…"

"Very, eh."

"Come on."

Eva ran up the stairs with Ezekiel a few steps behind, the only sound was their shoes slapping against the rock steps. Not only was it dark and damp, but as opposed to their insanely long ride down, Eva and Ezekiel reached the top rather quickly. Ezekiel commented on this when refreshing sunlight found the dirt covered duo exiting from the cave.

"Well, that defied all laws oof physics, eh?"

"Uh-huh."

Eva unclasped her hand and looked at her necklace. The thought took her aback. But yes, it was her necklace now. As if in a trance, she undid a clasp in the back and put the pendant around her neck. Then, a tiny spark seemed to surge through her body, and she felt more powerful then ever before. As she pulled her hands away, she saw Ezekiel putting on his as well, and it looked like he stood up straighter afterwards. He seemed to gain power too…

Ezekiel and Eva walked back to camp. They said nothing, they didn't know what to say. Eva noticed she saw more detail then before in all the forestry around her, which she wouldn't have cared about an hour ago, but now…

Her thoughts were interrupted unexpectedly by Ezekiel spinning her toward him and quickly putting a kiss on her lips. At least, that's what Ezekiel had planned on doing. He had crushed on her since he'd laid eyes on her, always having his eyes on her from then on. Eva, on the other hand, had done the opposite and wanted to 'crush' him. To put it mildly, love is very, very confusing.

Anyways, Ezekiel had planned for a simple peck on the lips, and then running for dear life. But it turned out differently then what either one of them could have expected. They both had their arms wrapped around the other, their lips still embracing. Eva was suddenly calm and ponytail-less, Ezekiel was suddenly brave.

After five minutes, Eva pushed Ezekiel to the ground. Ezekiel was hurt, thinking that she had rejected him. But when he looked up from the ground and pushed the beanie out of his eyes, he saw her smiling. It struck him that she looked now exactly like her stone statue. She whispered slowly and sweetly, with a bit of old Eva still in their, "Tell anyone this, and your dead...Ezekiel." She then ran away into the woods.

Ezekiel was still on the ground, shocked. He laid there for a fair amount of time, his mind still reeling from the experience he had never had before. Then, he got up from the ground smiling. As he started walking towards camp, he mumbled to himself. "She soo woonts me."

…

Harold walked past Ezekiel who zonked out in the hot tub. Making sure he wouldn't drown, the red headed ninja continued towards the pool. Owen and Gwen had arrived today after seeing off that crummy summer camp, and everyone was having a party at the pool to celebrate Owens winning.

Oh, I can't wait to get there and show Leshawna my mad skills. He thought merrily to himself. Then he realized that he wasn't moving towards the pool; more over, he was going the opposite way. Harold quickly righted himself and hurried towards the pool, but ended up veering away again. Now annoyed, he burrowed his eyebrows and ran towards the pool.

He felt like he was fighting against the wind. What's going on? He wondered as he resisted the push. He ended up getting to the pool, however, and sat down on one of the reclining chairs to rest from the force he had been fighting.

He failed to notice that a tree he had passed was flaming…

And so was a lawn chair…

Along with one of Noah's books the know-it–all had left out…

And one of the cameramen jumping and screaming because the sudden fire in his hair.

LOL. Harold's going to need some serious work to calm down his gift.

And, I have one power-Tyler's-that I'm not entirely sure that I want to use. I won't tell you what it is now, but your welcome to give ideas of 'an element of the universe' if you want. Thanks!