YES! Shortest time between updates. My writers block is almost over with, I've found a method that keeps my fingers typing. So please enjoy!

WARNING: Though I'd wish you would read anyways, I feel it fair to warn you Trent and Gwens relationship is a little more then strained in this episode.

Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama Island, the Elementals, or the right to be on iCarly. But when I send in a video of me singing, I'll be sure to be on TV!

Chapter 5

Mirror, Mirror, in my hand, Who's the hottest in the land?, Justin thought as he somehow managed to do the backstroke in the pool and hold a mirror to his face at the same time. Sadie and Katie were watching from the pool juice bar, giggling as they contemplated how hot Justin was.

Sadie, without taking her eyes off of the models perfect body, said, "He's hotter then Johnny Depp!"

Katie wrinkled her nose and said, "You think Johnny Depp is hot? Hello? He played a creepy chocolate dude!"

Sadie put her hands to her mouth and said, "Oh my gosh! You are so right! I completely forgot about that! I was thinking about when he played that pirate dude!"

Katie grinned and squealed, "Oh, YES! He was, like, so totally hot when he did that movie! But, like, Justin is totally hotter." Katie then started to fan herself from the thought of Justin holding her in his big, strong arms…

Sadie, actually, was having the same day dream and was fanning herself as well. Justin noticed them reflected in his mirror, and smirked. He turned on his back and started to float.

The sunlight started getting brighter as Katie and Sadie looked on, making Justin's smooth abs look even better. When Justin smiled, his already white as fresh pearls teeth reflected the sunshine onto his mirror, which in turn bounced it onto Sadie.

Sadie didn't even notice it, because the closer it got to her, the less bright it became. The instant the light touched Sadie, though no mortal could see this, the light rolled off and fell to the ground. But instead of light, it was now a shadow…

* * *

Lindsay was just starting to paint her nails, but decided against it. Her mortar nail polish was already at the perfect amount.

-Resort Spa Confessional Cam

Lindsay sat in a spa chair as some assistants began putting on the cucumber slices. She sighed contently and said, "Wow…I'm amazed they have a camera in the spa! Its like the world will see me first after I'm done!"

The blonde then said, "So anyways, I'm like the expert on makeup. I even invented a song about nail polish to make sure I didn't mess up. It goes, 'Too much makes you worse then fine, too little makes you worse then fine'! Isn't that great? I've also got a song about lipstick!"

-End Cam

Lindsay was carefully placing her nail polish back in her ten pound carrying case when a thought came to her. And knowing Lindsay, this was a very rare occurrence. After locking up her make up – that perfume cost a hundred dollars an ounce! – Lindsay got on her knees and reached under her bed. After feeling for a few seconds, she felt a rather small box which she then pulled out.

The box was mainly dark wood with ribbons of light wood dancing on the box. The claw shaped feet reminded Lindsay of old fashioned bathtubs, while the carving of the edges reminded her of the 'Buckingpig' palace.

The blonde haired beauty trailed her fingers along the intricate designs before opening the box. Inside was…

Nothing but wood.

Lindsay, actually knowing more then we did at the moment, put her left hand in the box and pressed down. There was a small click from inside the box, and the seemingly solid bottom of the container slide into the side like a garage door, revealing a necklace made of a fine, silver cord. Hanging from that cord was a metal circle of a yellow hue, with a spider web crack starting from the top going down, like an upside down tree.

Perfectly manicured hands passed over the necklace before finally grabbing it and placing it around Lindsay's neck. A small tremor went through Lindsay's kneeling form, and instantly she felt the longing to go down to the first floor.

Lindsay resisted, however, and looked around the room. Her eyesight was sharper now, and she could see the individual grains of dirt in the potted plants scattered around her room.

"Like, wow…" Lindsay whispered.

After sitting dumbfounded for a while, Lindsay pushed the box back under her bed and then walked down to the pool area.

* Weeks earlier… *

Lindsay was sunbathing on the camp's beach, her red bikini matching her lipstick she had just delicately put on along with –no surprise- a matching red pair of sunglasses. Normally, she had tanner for this, but it had run out. It was an hour before she had to leave, and she had to get a last few rays in so that her last moment on T.V. was perfect.

At least, it was her presumption that it was her last moment.

Anyways, Lindsay was yelling in her mind about Heather being a total, two faced, backstabbing *************************************************, so she didn't notice the approaching figure behind her.

The shady person stared at Lindsay, and not just because she looked radiant. He then remembered he only had a few seconds, so he closed his eyes and concentrated. After two seconds, he smiled, and without opening his eyes snapped his fingers. As quickly as he had appeared, he disappeared with a twinkle.

Far in the island, an ancient artifact began trembling, and its statue was only barely able to release it before it went zooming off towards its new –yet familiar – owner through the ground.

Lindsay was getting off the chair and stretching as the necklace was halfway there. When the necklace had closed the distance to three fourths of a mile, Lindsay was just opening the cabin door. As Lindsay, in her regular clothes, packed her bag, the necklace materialized in her suitcase on top of her favorite pink blouse.

But Lindsay didn't notice, as Heather was still on her mind. So she just shut the suitcase and, with the precious item locked inside, walked towards her final goodbyes.

* * *

Bridgette and Geoff, our favorite blonde couple, had only been in the hot tub for minutes before getting out.

Between the lips smacking on each other, Bridgette was able to breathe, "You know Geoff, maybe we should-" Kissing, sloppy sounds… "-make out in the pool today. I mean, one-" More kissing… "-can only take so much of a-" Even more Kissing…moaning sounds "-routine at a time." Kissing, kissing, kissing, and for a change, Kissing!

Geoff nodded and, without breaking their 'bond' they stepped out of the Jacuzzi and walked their way to the pool.

Katie and Sadie gave a short yelp of surprise as the two lovebirds walked straight into the pool, making a wave that splashed the twins. As the couple resurfaced, they could still be seen making out.

Nearby, Leshawna lifted up her shades at the wet couple, rolled her eyes, and then went back to her happy place.

* * *

Gwen was still sobbing in Owens arms when she heard running footsteps coming towards them. She gently pushed herself off of her big friend and wiped her eyes before looking at the new arrival.

"Gwen, are you O.K.?" an all too familiar, particular, apparently backstabbing, lying, cheating, two faced, big haired, musician said.

Gwen could have screamed. She just walked towards her 'former' boyfriend with a set expression on her face, her eyes looking straight through Trent's approaching figure. Trent failed to notice this, and had a big smile on his face when he saw Gwen coming towards him.

So imagine his surprise when he got to her, stopped her, lifted her chin to kiss her, and was instead met by her fist in his face. Gwen then punched him in the gut, making him lose his balance, thus falling off the dock.

Gwen then walked on, as if nothing had happened. But inside, her thoughts were bouncing around like dogs and cats chasing the others.

How could that creep do this to me!?

I trusted him!

I loved him!

How do I know that vision was real?

Because every fiber in your being says it was.

But…

I'm going to kill him!

Did he deserve it?

Why!? WHY!?

The tears were starting to come back now, so instead of entering the resort she veered off and walked along the beach. The waves and cries of the seagulls did nothing to calm her mood. If anything, they only enhanced them. The tears were falling, and her chest was heaving. The blood was rushing to her pale face, and her nose was running.

"Why…" She whispered, trying not to talk too loud for fear of fully breaking down completely. "Wh-" her latest question was cut short when her neck was pulled sharply to the left, almost breaking it. Gwen took a sudden breath, and didn't have time to do anything else before she was again pulled by the neck. Her shock overwhelmed her and she helplessly was pulled along like a puppet to strings.