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As soon as Aaron stepped out, well floated out, he felt like he was down a hole.

The entire block was pitch black, the only source of light from a ring that was hovering over where the ever stagnant car of Miss Pittashed usually resides.

The man started to walk towards the ring, a floating Aaron trailing closely behind him. The man reached out for the ring and as soon as his hand made contact with its surface, Aaron fell and hit the ground. Hard.

"Sorry 'bout that " The man apologised with a sheepish grin. He then extended a hand in which Aaron suspiciously took. Aaron pulled himself up and then patted the dust off him.

The man took the ring in his hand and then drew at it, effectively widening the length so that both Aaron and the man could fit in it.

He placed the ring on the ground and then ordered Aaron to step in. Aaron looked at the man, disbelief engulfing his features.

This man just waltzed into my home kidnapped me, incapacitated my housemate, made me float and now wants me to get into some overrated hula-hoop! No way, he thought, No way.

"Well, come on then." The man said, making a grab at Aaron which he skillfully dodged.

"I'm not going anywhere with you" He began to back up until he hit a wall. He tried to go in another direction but soon came to another end. It was like the entire place was closing off.

Aaron stopped and then leaned his back against one of the pitch black walls, sliding down until his bottom hit the ground.

He held his head in his hands and then muttered to himself.

"What is happening"

"Nothing out of the ordinary" The man's cheery voice boomed, the sound bouncing off the walls. "Now come on." And with that he dragged Aaron into the ring.

Once both of the were stood in the ring, the man raised it up and skillfully started spinning it around both their heads.

The ring was now gleaming a bright golden as it was slowly lowered around their bodies.

"One" The man whispered and the object spun around their feet, leaving a glowing ring behind.

"Two" This time the ring was midriff when it left another illuminated piece of itself behind, the light from this one
brighter than the former.

"Three" The ring was hovering above their heads now and was brighter than ever. The strange man's hands were over his ears and his knees were bent.

Aaron had good enough sense to copy, and placed his feet in the exact same manner but didn't have enough time to cover his ears.

Before he knew what was happening, he felt himself being suddenly pulled backwards but his feet didn't move from the spot.

Aaron felt like all the air was being sucked out of him, like someone placed him in between two extremely powerful vacuums.

He felt the air leaving his lungs and all the hair on his body standing on edge. His ears were a different story.

You know that feeling you get when you're just taking off on a plane. The one where your ears are blocked and there this numb stinging that just keeps pounding on you. Well, this was exactly how Aaron felt. Except, maybe, six hundred times worse.

His eyes were rolled to the back of his head and his hands were positioned on the upper ring for stability.

There was a tense throbbing in his head and Aaron wouldn't have been shocked if he was gone right then and there. And then suddenly, it stopped. The throbbing, the moving, everything just stopped.

Aaron fell to the floor a second after, due to the fact that at that moment he was holding on to thin air.

He landed face first and got a nasty cut right above his left eyebrow. He wearily picked himself up and sat on his heels and then proceeded to inspecting the sharp pain coming from his head.

His pale fingers were met with a wet sticky fluid as soon as he touched his eyebrow and Aaron needn't any doctor to know that it was blood.

"Aah" The man breathed stretching his arms. "There's no place like home, don't you think so? " He then turned to Aaron who was still inspecting his wound, looking at the blood like it was the most foreign thing ever. In actuality Aaron had never actually bled before. Jack and McPorkface had beat him up enough times before, but for some reason he'd never actually seen his blood.

Aaron thought this was strange.

"You're bleeding, you know. Let me fix that for you" He pulled a vial out of a satchel that Aaron hadn't noticed before.

The contents were a dark red and were swirling around in the bottle in a lazy like manner.

The man corked it open and rubbed some on his finger. He the placed the finger onto Aaron's cut.

Aaron felt the pain slowly fade away and then come back in full force before completely vanishing.

"Sorry bout that" The still unknown man said as he used a rag to clean the wound. "Should've given you one of these" He raised up his less busy hand and showed Aaron a tiny cup-like creature that was glued to his palm and was wriggling furiously.

"Helps with the throbbing and all that."

At this point Aaron had given up trying to make sense of his situation. He knew this was definitely not a dream and that this man really just took him.

This man...

Aaron still didn't know his name.

"Who are you. I-I mean, what's your name?" Aaron said, his voice sounding a little shaky as he was still recovering from the effects of the ring.

"Willard" The man said as he put away the rag. "Willard Farke " He then held out a hand, one in which Aaron surprisingly took.

"I'm Aaron."

Willard let out a sly grin.

"I know" and then he began walking towards a hill.

Aaron finally looked around and realised that they were smack dab in the middle of a meadow. How they got there, he didn't exactly know but he did know that it had to do with that ring stuff. At that moment all Aaron felt was curiosity...and maybe a little bit of confusion.

He looked at Willard and saw that he'd gone a bit of a way ahead and then began to run after him. He caught up soon enough and by that time decided that at least some of his questions needed answers.

"So, why exactly did you kidnap me"
Aaron asked.

"Well, it's not really kidnapping if I'm taking you home, is it?" Aaron's big golden eyes widened with surprise at the thought of the home.

"You're taking me back to the home. Seriously? " He could hardly believe it. He'd admit it. He was acting awfully naive for a fifteen year old but right now his mind was definitely not in the right place.

"Nooo... I'm taking you back to our home. You know, The Burrow." Willard said and then pointed at the big hill to which they we were headed.

"Oh" The smile on Aaron's face immediately drained at the thought of not going back to the home.

Willard simply smiled and then looked at Aaron's seemingly morose frame. The smile on his face quickly dropped at a sudden realisation.

"Oh for the love of Seht, why didn't I think of it before! Oh, this is bad. Really, really bad. I might not even have ingredients!" He then began to rummage through his satchel, bringing out various different coloured vials and other things before dropping them all back in futility.

" Okay. Relax Will. You don't need that much. Just Iris Juice and Caracatine. No biggie, you could find that at the first Mix seller in the market. No problem."

Willard drew the cloak from his shoulders and draped the oversized material across Aaron's.

"Keep your head down. Seriously, I'm not kidding this time. Don't let anyone see you." He instructed as he placed the hood on Aaron's head, tugging it firmly atop his unruly locks.

Willard then began towards east of the hill, murmuring insults at himself all the way.

Aaron followed closely behind him, noting to himself that he had more questions to ask Willard but for now, it had to wait. He could tell that his kidnapper/companion was not one to fret easily and so his reaction must have been a big deal.

"Kineckle brain, can't think for a second in your life, can you. Seht must have cursed you at birth with retardation and confuddlement for you to forget such an important part."
Willard mumbled to himself.

Aaron was amused but mostly confused since he didn't understand at least three words in that sentence.

They walked for a bit of time in silence, the only words beings spoken were from Willard to himself.

Aaron observed his surroundings.

More than once he'd caught sight of some strange creatures that really made him wonder where he was.

There was the rabbit-like one, with the humongous ears and an even more so head. There was that stray dog, or so he thought, before he discovered that it actually had seven legs and the face of a horse and then of course there was the flock of birds, which was more lizard-like than anything else really.

At least Aaron was sure that he wasn't back on Allen street anymore. He wasn't even sure if he was still on earth.

The terrain around him was serene and meadowy but even with that there were still somethings obviously wrong. Like how the water in the river was literally blue or the floating masses of water and earth floating among the clouds, oh and the fact that there were two suns in the sky.

Definitely not Allen street...

Aaron was too busy taking in his environment to notice that Willard had come to a stop.

"Hold on for a bit" He said as he put one of his hands in front of Aaron's moving body, effectively stopping him. Aaron's head snapped up to look at Willard.

He then bent down to Aaron's level and placed his hands on his shoulders.

"Okay Aaron. Just some uhh... guidelines for where were going." Aaron looked over Willard's shoulder for a second to see that they were overlooking what seemed like a market.He then focused his attention back on Willard.

"Guideline number one, don't talk to anybody. I mean it. Guideline number
Two, stay with me at all times, okay? No adventuring for now. There's going to be plenty of time for that later. Guideline number three, the last and final one, keep your head down at all times and make absolutely no eye contact with anyone. Got it? " Willard didn't even wait for Aaron's nod before he started towards the market beneath them.

Aaron let out a sigh and followed after his now companion into a place he felt he would never fully understand.

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Me again. I don't know why this chapter ended up being so long. I guess I just didn't know when to stop.

This chapter is unedited so tell me if you spot any errors or plot holes and such.

I really hated the whole Link scene. I feel like it isn't descriptive enough so I'll probably go back and change it up a bit.

This is most definitely my longest chapter ever -about 2000 words- and I actually wrote in one night.

I'm talking to myself now, so I'll just stop.

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