Cold Ideyals:

Part One


Author's Note: Totally revised and edited everything. Please read and review (you know you want to).

In this story, which takes place after the events of the game, I'm assuming that you know the game's and the archie comic's ending (SPOILER! :That NiGHTS becomes reality).

It's pretty important to this story, though you won't find out why for a little while.

Disclaimer: I don't own NiGHTS into Dreams or any characters in this fanfiction, with the exception of Kaze


Preface

The stars glowed faintly over a little town. Everyone there seemed to be hurrying off to bed to begin their slumber and, therefore, their dreams.

That's what it all started with: a dream. From that the two new worlds of Nightopia and Nightmare were created. These places have lasted for centuries; as long as man has. They're the channels of dreams. Everyone's been to these worlds, but few know them by their true names.

It is in these worlds where creatures, only thought up by the imagination live, the Nightopians, and Nightmarens. It is in these worlds where the truth behind reality is held...

PART 1

Yellow Ideya: Hope

Chapter 1: The beginning

Eternity away from any earthling, in the dead of Nightmare, stood a floating fortress long ago dreamed up by some young child wishing for a castle like the ones he had often read about. In his slumber he had frequently visited this place, but, as he grew, so did his pure white castle, and slowly, it's walls turned from a snowy shade to blacked ash, and, as the boy, died the castle moved from his imagination to the dark world of Nightmare where it became the center of attraction for all Nightmaren of rank.

Near its darkened surface, on the dead grass below, stood a structure much like the Parthadon of Earth, but smaller in size, and with only four columns holding it up. The Nightmaren called the creation an Ideya Palace. Everyone in both Nightmare and Nightopia knew that once you walked into the Ideya Palace, you would become less reality then even a dream, the only thing that would let you become free of the capture was the touch of a human soul. This did not worry either group of slumbering dream creatures, for only one true Ideya Palace existed on each Dream World, the others having long ago lost the ability to hold anything of substance. And both of working ones them already held a prisoner.

"Why do you worry Reala? You will be released soon." Down, near the darkness of the Nightmare Ideya Palace was a tall dream figure, her eyes were the color of ash, her face porcelain. On her head she wore a 'jester-style' hat that was silver and black in color, the same shades as her odd dream-woven clothing. The Nightmaren within the Ideya capture grimaced. The black slits that were the pupils of his eyes grew smaller as he studied her.

"You don't even know why I'm in here!" He hissed, his voice, though soft, reverberating throughout the dark world of Nightmare.

She smiled, showing white teeth, each small and sharp, the edges covered in a reddish-brown substance that Reala took for blood.

Reala blinked his eyes slowly and adjusted his similarly styled red and black jester hat before turning away. "Is NiGHTS meeting the same fate?" He asked, willing his voice not to betray any emotion.

The female Nightmaren allowed herself once again to grin and bear her ugly teeth. "Hmmm? And why should I tell you? What will you..." She paused. "...Give me... In return?"

Reala spun around, his cerulean eyes ablaze. "Bitch!" He snarled. "After all I've done for you, you have the audacity to ask for more!" Spit flew from his thin lips and his yellow claw-like fingers curled into tight fists.

"Awww, is Reala angry with Kaze?" Her words laced with a mocking tone, which Reala found horribly annoying.

"Kaze," He brought his voice down to a low whisper, "had better give me the information I requested or she'll meet the same fate her Nighmaren friends did when they crossed me before."

Kaze's mouth curled down into a frown. She averted her eyes from Reala's and glanced around at the dead forestry around them before continuing. "No, he hasn't been freed yet... Some humans from the Walking World found the Nightopian Ideya Palace, but he wasn't able to convince them to free him." Still not meeting Reala's eyes, she pushed off the ground and hovered a few feet above it before slowly ascending towards the black sky. "Don't worry about it. I'll get you out. Humans always journey to our world. All I need to do is lead them in the right direction." She called back before disappearing into the sky.

After a few moments a small smile played against the cold-hearted Nightmaren's face. "Yes, my dear," He murmured. "I'm sure you will get me out. However, the end of my captivity marks the end of your life." He let this thought stay with him as the world of Nightmare was entered by dreamers for the first time that night.


Ending Notes:

I didn't change that much Oh well, it's for the better. Editing and revising a piece of work while keeping the same 'feel' to the work is annoying as hell. --

I fixed the while Palace / Capture fiasco though. :P