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Chapter 2: New Friends

'WTF? Where am I?' I thought as I came to. I'm now in a forest next to a spring. I look up to see a man in his 20's or 30's looking at me.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked. I nodded. For some reason, I can't talk. I got up.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Nick. Nick Jonas." I said, my throat as dry as a desert.

"Can you remember anything that happened to have happened?" he asked.

"Okay, confusing question. Um...let's see, the only things I can remember is that I have two older brothers back home, there's a girl I have a crush on back home, and kids love me." seriously, that's all I can remember.

"Nick, you've seemed to have lost most of your memory, based on how uncertain you sound." he said. He held his hand out. "I'm Rusl." he stated, "And this is Epona." I looked at the horse. "We kind of need a wrangler. How good are you on horseback?" Rusl asked.

"I dunno. Depends." I said. "Do you have a place I can stay?"

"Yes, actually, there's a little house on the outskirts of the village." he stated. "But you have to be a wrangler and herd the goats every once in a while."

"Okay! Sounds good!" Nick said.

This is my wife, Uli. She is 20 and pregnant with the family's second child. This is my son, Colin. He is nine. He is meek, mild, and timid, but good-natured, like is parents. This is the man you will be working with. His name is Fado. He is an easygoing, down-to-earth type of fellow, but has a somewhat childish side." Rusl told me.

--Aly's POV--

It's been a week since Nick went overboard. The body couldn't be found. In the week he's been gone, I have gone emo. No, not cut your wrist emo, sad and depressed emo.

"I miss Nick..." Joe said. It seems we all went into a state of depression when Nick was lost. I sighed. I've been sighing at everything lately. Someone knocked on the door. I answered. At the door were Chris, Joseph, and Jonathan.

"Aly, we have found that your states of depression are caused by inner demons." Chris said.

"We all have our inner demons." I replied.

"Not anymore! Jonathan, Joseph, and I have decided to heal your depression with the awesominion cult 'demon begone ritual'. LIGHTS!" Chris said.

"Oh my god! Get the lights! Click!" Joseph said, turning the lights off.

"What the?!" I said, unaware of what was going on.

"Oh! Sacred spirit of the awesominion cult! Cast the demons away that torment my very emo friend!" Chris said into the darkness. Next thing I know, I'm tied to my couch.

"And now, for the sacred awesominion hand gesture!" Chris said again. He put on a 'Chris Rules' foam finger and slaps me across the face with it yelling, "DEMON BEGONE!"

"How do you feel?" he asks.

"Still depressed and now aggravated!" I replied.

"Eh, guess I have to try again! DEMON BEGONE!"

"AHHH!"

Six hours later.

"Please, no more! I'll do anything!" I say.

"DEMON BEGON!"

"I think it's hopeless." Jonathan said.

"I got hopeless!" Joseph agreed.

"Why do you hate me?" I ask. I'm beaten pretty badly with a black eye.

"I don't think it's working." Jonathan continued.

"Nonsense. She just needs to be smacked harder is all." Chris stated. "DEMON BEGON!"

"AHH!" Joseph and Jonathan doge a blood splatter.

"How do you feel?" Chris asked.

"Well, I'm not depressed anymore, just filled with a hatred for idiots!" I reply.

"Ha! Another success! All hail the power of the awesominion cult!" Chris said. They untied me. Everyone backs off and 'the awesominion cult' leaves.