No Direction

Chapter IX: Final

"...... N-Niall?....." Liam said, waking up. "What's going on?"

"You're in the hospital. It's a really complex story, but I was able to defeat the Guard of Creepypasta, take her staff, and return to fly you guys out of the forest." Niall said.

"Liam!" Harry shouted, his hospital bed right next to his. A large tube was under Harry's sheets, the end of it connected to a tank of dark orange liquid attached to an industrial machine, which was placed at the side of his bed. "Look at my juices." Harry pulled the tube out from under his sheets, but the liquid splattered all over the bed.

"Nurse, nurse, he's at it again!" Niall cried out. Two nurses rushed in and carried Harry and his machine away so he wouldn't disturb anyone.

"What's wrong with Harry?" Liam said.

"We found out his constant urinating was the result of a third kidney he had that activated all of a sudden. Unfortunately, he suffered a bladder infection at the same time. So he basically had a super bladder infection. It ended up ravaging his brain, that's why he was slowly becoming crazy."

"Where's Louis and Zayne." Liam said.

"They're also hospitalized, both of them have sustained the most damage." Niall said, proceeding to sigh. Walking over to sit in a chair, sipping from his big glass of Irish eggnog, Niall continued to talk. "They're being held in another room. Louis is chained to the bed, his entire body bandaged and covered in IVs. I'm afraid his physical recovery will take months." Elevating himself in bed, Liam covered his face in his hands.

"And Zayne?" Liam said.

"He suffered severe brain trauma over the course of our adventure. He'll have to have extensive therapy, don't know how long it'll take, but he'll get through it." Niall said. Suddenly, breaking news appeared on the TV.

"Hello, this is Shepard Smith reporting. The popular boy band "One Direction" is back at the hospital after, as far as we know, a tour bus crash through a forest during a private tour of theirs. The rest of their crew involved in it are currently missing. We're unsure about the condition they're in right now, except that two are in serious condition." Shepard Smith said, followed by footage of horrified crowds of directioners forming around the world and Youtube videos of heartbroken fans reacting.

"Turn it off..." Liam mumbled, his face deeper in his hands.

"Look, Liam...." Niall said calmly, getting up from his seat.

"TURN IT OOOFF!!!" Liam screamed at the top of his lungs.

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The glorious return of the "Love Direction" tour has begun. All five of the members resided at a hotel, just like how it all began. They were all watching Britain's Got Talent on TV, except Harry, who was showering.

"Sup, bitches!" A ginger man said, entering the band's room. A very wet Harry Styles emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a 1D towel.

"Ed Sheeran, how ya doing, man?" Harry said said, bear hugging him.

"I got you guys a welcome basket." Ed said, placing it on the bed between Zayne's hairy feet. Grabbing the basket, Zayne took the chocolates out of it and handed it to Louis and Liam, who were sitting next to him. Niall was sitting in a chair next to the bed, staring out the window.

"Niall, you want some, uh........" Zayne said.

"Chocolate?" Niall said, kindly.

"Mmm, mmm." Zayne hummed, signifying a yes.

"Don't mind if I do!" Niall cheered as he jumped out of the chair and ate it.

"I guess Zayne's gonna have to write the lyrics on his arms to sing now, heh heh." Harry said. No one laughed.

"Wanna join our clan in Call of Duty: Ghosts, Eddy my man." Louis said. Meanwhile, Niall was staring at his watch.

"I would love to join your clan." Ed said.

"I would love for you to get the hell out." Niall said, pushing Ed out of the room. Ed grabbed onto the door.

"Waaiit, I left my phone!" Ed cried out. Niall pushed the phone down his throat and slammed the door, crushing his fingers, causing Ed to moan. Niall kicked the fingers out of the door and slammed it again, locking it. Niall's face was dead serious.

"Alright, we're losing time! The tour will begin very soon." Niall said. "Get up, get up, get up! I want you all to stand in line next to the bathroom door." Harry, Louis, Zayne, and Liam did what he said. Niall walked over to the side of the bed and grabbed something from under it.

"Before we leave, there's one thing that needs to be resolve." Niall stood up and faced the four other members. In Niall's hands was the Staff of Darkness. Zayne held his head as a wave of bad memories flowed through his head. "I know our terrible event in the woods must be forgotten, but there will always be a war against the Creepypasta invasion. But since the Pleasentpasta realm is good in my hands to the point where I can also help fight against Creepypastas, imagine how peaceful our world would be like with the actual Gatekeeper of Creepypasta fighting the war, too. How things should've been."

"I see, so one of us will have to take the title of Gatekeeper." Liam said.

"Indeed. I think the chosen one should be the one who's helped us out the most during the events in the forest." Niall said. Niall paced back and forth next to the boys, keeping his eye on all four of them. He stopped looking at Louis, then Zayne. Finally, it was obvious he was going to pick between Liam and Harry. He stopped pacing and stood between the two. "I've made my decision."

"I take full responsibility of this power and protect Earth." Liam said.

"Harry Edward Milward Styles!" Niall declared. Harry grabbed the staff.

"I guess we're staff buddies now. Wanna whack them together?" Harry said.

"No." Niall replied. Liam left the room.

"Where ya going, man!?" Harry shouted.

"I'm leaving the band, you bunch of immature brats." Liam said, harshly. Outside the hotel, Harry flied on his Staff of Darkness and towards the moon.

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