Iris had been exploring all the different dimensions that she found so far. The Dream Dimension was a lot larger and more layered than what it first appears to be. Iris was no novice dream walker and left dozens of silver threads all throughout the realms, an easy way to find her way back to the hub world without getting lost and falling into more levels.

One in particular she had just discovered. It was in the tenth layer of the Dream Dimension, nestled snugly against a void of forgotten dreams and an encroaching nightmare dimension. This was where she was going to visit today. The Nights Dimension.

(To Nights!)

Nights looked at Nightopia from a nearby vantage point. He could still hear Wiseman yelling for his goons to capture him as he flew out of the palace windows, flying to what seemed to be his new safe haven. He could keep an eye on Wiseman while he relaxed in the beautiful lagoon he had found. A few mermaiden came up to him and the light hearted creatures splashed him playfully.

Nights splashed them back as he played a tune on his invisible flute. As he played, the mermaiden seemed to swim off abruptly. Night's catlike eyes looked into the sky and watched as a strange figure flew down from some kind of opening. He stood up and watched as she descended into the streets of Nightopia.

(To Iris!)

Iris entered the strange new dream city with caution and wonderment. The buildings were straight shots up into the endless sky, every little light twinkled, every surface shimmered with dream magic. Even her crystalline body gleamed with the magic, her scorpion tails reflecting the different colored lights. The nightmaren who wondered the street mistook her for some sort of celestial being. They whispered among themselves.

Before long, Iris had found herself in front of the biggest building of them yet. It appeared to have several floors with the same strange lights from within. The nightmaren watched as Reala blocked the door. The first class nightmaren growled at Iris and refused to budge.

"This is Wiseman's domain. Turn back now or you will be dealt with in force."

Iris wondered who or what these creatures were. It was no matter to her all the same. But this Wiseman, was he their leader?

"Can I meet this Wiseman?" Iris asked politely. No need to raise any alarm bells quite yet. Not till she had some info on who or what she was dealing with.

Reala, not expecting this answer, turned his head to the side and bit his lip. Snapping his head back in a second, he nodded his head slowly.

"Don't try anything funny."

With some shadow-like nightmare creatures blocking her from turning back, Iris walked into the building with slow steps. Reala watched this lady closely as she got closer and closer to his master's private room. Wiseman the Wicked was pacing back and forth, yelling at second class nightmaren about Night's escape.

"I had him locked up tight. Why must you always let him get those keys." Wiseman said in exasperation. Reala's party drifted silently into the room, presenting Iris to Wiseman.

"Yes Reala. Have you seen Night's at all? If not I want you to hunt him down immediately. Who..." He stopped when he turned around to face the visitor. "Who is this?"

Reala and the others kneeled before Wiseman. Reala tugged on Iris' dress hem, suggesting she do the same. She didn't kneel, but she did curtsy. Wiseman looked to Reala who looked back to Wiseman, who in return, looked to Iris.

"Reala, where did she come from? She is not from around here...?" Wiseman began. They both had never, or even heard of a demon before. The slit eyes, exotic dress, and mouthless face puzzled them.

"She just walked right up to the place. No hesitation, no fear. I'm sure she doesn't even know who you are or what your capable of." Reala whispered to Wiseman as he nodded his head.

"We can't risk it. Have her locked up in Night's jail cell." Wiseman replied as he turned to walk away. The next things she said gave him goose bumps.

"I can hear you, you know. Now, I came here with innocent and curious intentions. It would be a shame if you just decided to, oh, lock me up? This little world you made for yourself would come tumbling down fast. I don't want to do it, but if you must..." Iris dragged on, a claw twirling itself slowly around a quill. "Go ahead, lose everything you know."

Wiseman and Reala were silent. Who was she to give lip to him? Let alone threaten him.

Wiseman's nightmare creatures began to attack but were soon knocked to the ground by Iris' nightmare creatures. unlike his, hers weren't so colorful and cheery. Her creatures kept appearing out of thin air and soon overpowered his own. Wiseman stood there and applauded. Best for him to make this look like a setup, a test of her skill.

"very good. Yes you'll do just fine."

"Excuse me?" Iris questioned, looking Wiseman square in the erm... "face". "I'll do just fine?"

"I knew you were different. I knew you had to have had some sort of power. Now that I know you can create nightmares..." Wiseman said as he created more beasts that filled the other's places. "We would make a good team."

"you want to ally? After you attacked me?" Iris asked nonchalantly.

She wasn't concerned with him in the least. If that was the extent of his powers, she could easily overpower his whole kingdom if she so desired. After all, she was literally untouchable while in this dimension. She gave a little laugh as she pictured the entity before flustered in rage when he finds out she's invincible here. Wiseman and Reala got the shivers again. Why must she be so...unsettling?

"Okay I'll help you. What's to do first?" She asked as she tilted her head to the side.

"First off, start with telling me your name. We'll work it out from there."

Author's Note: For the purpose of this story, Nights and Reala are boys. I already know they are genderless, and I don't want to have to call them "it" all the time. If I get something wrong about the Night's universe, I apologize in advance. I've done a smidge of research so the reading should be bearable :)