A/N: I have gone through this chapter and re wrote some parts added to and fixed many of my mistakes. Chapter 1 is Updated to match my better editing and writing skillz. It's longer now as well so hopefully it'll be more enjoyable! I will be doing chapter 2 soon and will let you know in the A/N when it is.


It was a dark and stormy evening in the Nightmare region. Dark clouds swirled up in the sky and threatened to unleash its rain onto the creatures that lived there. The oncoming storm had no effect on the figure at the window of stone, as he peered out of it. The room he was in was a large ill- lit chamber within a gigantic fortress. Wizeman was fuming as he watched his pathetic excuse for an army return from yet another lost battle with the rebels. It puzzled him as to why Nights always seemed to have the upper hand no matter how good he trained his soldiers. Why couldn't Nights be a good Maren and just DIE! It would save him a lot less time to take over the dream world without the traitor around to meddle in his plans. Wizeman needed to strengthen his army. He needed more Ideya shards, one for each soldier. If each of his soldiers had an Ideya their strength would increase undoubtedly. He turned away from the window and spotted a Shleep passing by. "YOU THERE!" the Shleep stopped immediately at Wizeman's booming voice.

"Yes Master?" the Shleep asked creeping forward, cowering in front of Wizemans' evil form.

"GO FORTH AND SUMMON REALA!" the Lord of Nightmares said.

"Yes Lord Wizeman." The Shleep bowed quickly before he left. He could see that Wizeman wasn't in a good mood. And the Shleep didn't want to be the target of his frustrations. He slid down many halls and corridors before finally coming to the chamber door of the Nightmare General and knocked hard with his head.

"What?" was Reala's annoyed reply.

"Lord Wizeman wishes to see you right away." Realas' incoherent mumbling could be heard coming toward the door, something about not being able to get a minutes rest. The Shleep made it his priority to get as far away from the door as possible. So Reala couldn't hurt him when he emerged from his chamber. Reala came out looking around an angry scowl on his face. He didn't see the source of his new frustrations and just and flew toward Wizemans' throne room. He stopped in front of the massive wooden doors making sure to put on a straight face before he entered. He pushed the door open with no problem gliding closer to the colossal Nightmare lord and bowed in respect.

"You wanted to see me Master?"

"YES!" Wizeman's voice bellowed. "I HAVE A MISSION FOR YOU REALA."

"What kind of mission?" Reala asked as if he weren't really interested.

"I WANT YOU TO GO TO THE WAKING WORLD AND COLLECT IDEYA FOR ME." Reala sighed, 'more work'. He had just returned from battle and now he had to go look for Ideya in the waking world. He was exhausted and now Wizeman wanted him to do something else that kept him away from that soft bed in his chambers. Sometimes being a general sucked ass…"AND WHEN YOU RETURN IN THREE DAYS YOU HAD BETTER HAVE ENOUGH FOR EVERY SOLDIER."

"Yes Master." Reala bowed again and waited for Wizeman to open the portal to the waking world. He hated taking orders from him. Someday he would control the nightmare army. He may have been the General but Wizeman called all the shots. Wizeman waved one of his mighty hands and a portal formed in front of Reala. He didn't hesitate to pass through it.


He found himself in a dark alley surrounded on both sides by two tall brick buildings. Wizeman couldn't afford to send him to Twin Seeds. Nights would find out he was there. Bigger cities had more people anyway. More people meant more dreamers. More dreamers meant more Ideya. More Ideya meant he wouldn't have much trouble getting the big load Wizeman wanted. Reala began by morphing into his human form that Wizeman had given him so he wouldn't scare away his prey. He could walk among them and steal their shards as they walked by and they wouldn't even know it. 'Let's get this Shit over with…' the thought irritably.

He went to work taking the Ideya from the homeless folk that bugged him for some spare change. Just from them he was getting quite a collection of Green, Yellow, and Blue Ideya. No Reds yet, red Ideya were extremely rare and just happened to be the most powerful. The first day had been productive; he had around 250 Ideya now. Around the second day of hunting he had collected around 520 and by the third evening he was back on the street making his way back to the alley he arrived from. Wizeman would be sending a portal soon. His master should be pleased with the amount he had, now he was at nearly 900. It wasn't tragic for those poor simple humans' most adult humans didn't use their Ideya anymore anyway, so they wouldn't miss them. He didn't' rush he still had time but he was sure not to be late or Wizeman would be furious. He could still hunt around but at this time of night there weren't many humans around and the ones that were out had lost their Ideya long ago.

Bored he returned to the alley waiting for Wizeman to retrieve him. He heard a commotion near the mouth of the alley, spotting someone enter. He crept into the shadows and out of sight. It was a female human. He could tell from the outline of her figure. She ran to a door and tried to open it, it wouldn't open. She ran to another door and tried to open it, it wouldn't budge. "Damnit." He heard her say. She tried to jump to the fire escape ladder but couldn't reach it. So she slouched behind a Dumpster, soon after four male humans came into the alley. He noticed her stiffen and hold her breath. She must have been running away from these guys. This could be his chance to score more Ideya and have some fun of his own with her. They entered the alley knocking over trashcans and shifting through piles of bagged garbage, just making a scene. One guy came around the Dumpster and grabbed her. She struggled and punched at him but he grabbed her other arm. She yelled loudly at him. He dragged her out from behind the Dumpster and back to the other three.

"Whatsa matter baby? We just want to have some fun whicha that's all," one said. 'These guys will be no problem for me' Reala thought. The guys surrounded her and she backed up against the brick wall. The men chuckled and laughed as they drew closer to her. It was when one laid his hand on her did Reala step out of the shadows.

"Shouldn't you boys be running along home to you mommies?" They all turned to face him. They saw the tall handsome man with long silky jet-black hair gazing at them with cold pale blue eyes. They noticed he was well built, noting his muscles bulging from under his light jacket. One pulled out a gun and aimed it at him.

"Just keep walking pretty boy. You didn't see nuttin!" Reala grinned.

"Now why would I do that, she obviously doesn't want to be around any of you." The one with the gun fired a warning shot at his feet. Reala didn't move a muscle and licked his lips. "Fine have it your way, I'm not complaining." He ran forward at the guy with surprising speed that the guy didn't have time to blink. Reala grabbed the arm of the man, twisted it and pulled it back until there was a loud snap. The man yelled and dropped the gun and then held his arm.

"You bastard! You broke my arm!"

"Duh." Reala replied. Humans were so slow and weak it was pathetic. He then punched the man across the face. He went flying across the alley. Time seemed to slow as Reala held out his hand and made the blue Ideya appear out of the humans' body and fly to him. He clasped it in his hand making it disappear and time returned to normal. Then he swung his head swishing his hair to the side to attack the next guy. Two of them ran at him, one had a lead pipe in his hands and the other had a chain. They tried to attack but he countered both to of them at the same time, knocked them both into each other, and then stole their Ideyas as well. Reala looked around for the other one. He was nowhere to be seen. He must have run away like a coward. He then turned toward the girl. "Are you alright?" He said in a soft and silky sweet voice and extended a hand to her. She had been frozen on the pavement since the fight started.

"Yes. Thank you." She said shakily and took his hand; he pulled her to her feet.

"What is a beautiful lady like yourself doing out here at this time of night?" She almost melted at the word. He thought she was beautiful.

"I'm sort of embarrassed to say, I missed the bus so I had to walk home from work." She was even more embarrassed that she was still in her waitress clothes. She couldn't believe such a hottie rescued her. This kind of stuff she thought only happened in the movies. She sheepishly looked down at his hands. 'No ring! He isn't married! But is he single?' she thought to herself.

"By the way my name is Reala." his name echoed in her mind over and over again. "what would yours be?"

"Tara." she looked into his pale blue eyes. She still couldn't believe her luck. Reala checked her out to make sure she wasn't injured at all. She had a great looking body with green eyes and sandy blonde hair. He had her right where he wanted her.

"Maybe we could go out somewhere and get a bit to eat." Her face became quite red. She was putty in his hand.

"Sure. That would be great." She was pulled out of her Daydream of him and her on a date by the sound of gunshots. She looked up at Reala who had a strange expression on his face. He turned around and Tara was horrified to see that he had been shot several times in the back. Reala lost control of himself at that point and was ready to kill the one that had shot him. It was the guy he had thought ran away. He pointed the gun at Reala and fired again until the gun was out of bullets. Reala sank down to the ground in pain. He may have been strong but even he wasn't invincible.

The man was trying to reload the gun. Tara saw this, and there was no way he was going to get the chance. She had had enough of these guys. Reala had saved her life out of the goodness of his heart and now he was bleeding on the pavement. She picked up the piece of lead pipe the one guy had earlier and ran at him like a bat out of hell. He wasn't prepared for her to come at him; he didn't even expect it. First she hit the gun out of his hand he yelled out in surprise as she swung again and smacked him across the face with it. The man fell to the ground in a heap as she finished with a few hits to his fallen form on the back. When satisfied she threw the pipe at him and returned to Reala.

He coughed and she saw blood come from his mouth, his button up shirt was now covered in blood. Tara's adrenaline was now freely flowing in her veins but the sight of him caused an extra burst, he was bleeding internally. She had to stop the bleeding but he had been shot so many times she wasn't sure how badly his insides were damaged. She was surprised he wasn't dead already. Though she was glad he wasn't. She needed to get him some help but if she left him that guy might come to and kill him. Her cell phone, it was in her purse, but where was her purse!? Reala was to disorient from loss of blood to realize that Wizeman had sent a portal to retrieve him.

Then rain clouds began to gather and thunder was heard in the sky along with flashes of lightning; a storm was brewing. Tara kneeled down to him and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Reala we have to get you to a hospital. Hold on. Don't die please." she tried to nudge him but he wouldn't move. That's when the rain began to come down hard. Reala looked up into the dark cloudy sky. He finally noticed it was coming for him. It was as if he was looking right threw her, as if she wasn't there at all. Tara held him close to her as tears began to fall from her eyes. She knew he must have been on the edge of death. "Help! Someone! Please Help!" She called but the thunder was so loud she didn't know if anyone could hear her. What happened next she could not explain for the life of her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw it a blue bolt of lightning fly down from the sky straight at them. It hit them and only lasted seconds before returning to the sky. And the both of them were gone. Even more strangely the storm cleared up right after that.


Tara groaned as she awoke on a solid polished obsidian floor. She placed a hand on her throbbing head as she blinked a few times trying to clear away the white spots from her vision. Lifting her head she pushed her hair from her face looking from left to right, she spotted Reala on the floor a few feet away. Next to him was a really big thing, her breath caught in her throat. It had a cape wrapped around its body, and three diamond-shaped jewels on the clasp. It had a helm over half of its face and no eyes with jagged spikes coming out of the top. The thing that freaked her out the most was its hands, it had like six of them and they were all just flouting in the air all by themselves, no arms attached. And each one had a giant eye in the palm. One of the hands was over Reala with some kind of purplish light coming from it flowing into his body. She slowly stood up and continued the watch scared to say anything but she felt she had to.

"What are you doing to him?" Her voice asked shakily, it seemed to echo in the large room. One of the hands flouted over to her and looked her over before he spoke.

"I AM HEALING HIS BODY." Wizeman's voice boomed. "DON'T BE FOOLED BY HIM GIRL. HE ONLY SAVED YOU TO STEAL YOUR IDEYA. THE ONLY REASON YOU'RE NOT DEAD IS BECAUSE YOU KEPT HIM ALIVE LONG ENOUGH SO THAT I COULD BRING HIM BACK HERE. BESIDES, I HAVE A FEELING YOU WILL BE VERY USEFUL TO ME." His voice sent chills down her spine.

"Who or what are you?" she said staying in place. She didn't know if she should back away the room was barely lit and the shadows seemed like they were moving all around her.

"WIZEMAN THE WICKED, LORD OF ALL NIGHTMARES, RULER OF THIS CASTLE." Tara gulped when he put emphasis in the words wicked and nightmare. What had she gotten herself into?

"Just let me go home! I can do nothing for you! And I will do nothing for you!" Tara said boldly. The hand swiftly smacked her down to the cold hard floor. She yelped as pain filled the areas of impact.

"I AM THE ONE THAT GIVES THE ORDERS AROUND HERE, HUMAN. IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED YOU ARE IN MY WORLD NOW. HUMANS ARE MERE GUESTS THAT APPEAR WHEN THEY ARE DREAMING, THEY AREN'T LIKED VERY MUCH AROUND THE NIGHTMARE REGION, THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT THEM IS THAT THEY GIVE ME THEIR IDEYA." Tara's head was spinning from the blow. She felt herself being picked up. "NOW WHAT WILL I DO WITH YOU, HMMM? AH YES I HAVE JUST THE THING."

"What are you planning to do with me? I can't very well work for you; you said humans aren't liked around here." Tara retorted coldly.

"WHEN YOU BEGIN TO WORK FOR ME YOU WILL NO LONGER BE HUMAN." Tara's eyes widened. Was that even possible? She was carried past Reala's unconscious form. He looked totally different. He was now dressed in a skin-tight really light blue almost white suit with three diamond-shapes on the chest. Black and red boots and a red vest with black trimming and red buttons. He had on his lower arms large round shields and black gloves with yellow fingers that had razor sharp claws on each one. His face looked that of an evil mime with no nose. She saw a few metallic pieces on the floor around him. They must have been the bullets. She found it hard to believe that Reala wasn't human. She wondered if he was ever human before Wizeman got a hold of him. His other five hands surrounded her and the one that held her let go. She didn't fall though; she was suspended in mid-air. Four of the hands were around her, one was above her and the other was below her.

"What are you doing?" her voice was trembling with fear.

"YOU WILL FIND OUT SOON ENOUGH." He chuckled evilly. She noticed the eyes on the hands begin to glow brighter and brighter. Until each released a surge of energy, all directed at her. She yelled in fear as they struck her. Soon her cries died out and her entire body was engulfed by light. Her body warped slightly in the light as her extremities morphed to resemble Nightmaren anatomy.


Reala awoke slowly and sat up. He was back in the castle. Last thing he remembered was, wanting to rip the head off that human that shot him and an angelic voice calling to him when he was engulfed in darkness. He spotted Wizeman out of the corner of his eye. His hands were in a circular formation and there was a bright light in the center of them. Reala wondered what he was up to.

He stood up off of the floor and dusted himself off. Reala walked over to Wizeman to see what he was doing and to give him the Ideya he had collected. Wizemans' hands broke away and the light dissipated to reveal a body. It fell into the hand below it. Reala felt a spire of curiosity within himself. He saw the body stir and sit up in Wizemans hand.

"I AM WIZEMAN, YOUR LORD AND MASTER. YOU WILL OBEY ONLY ME." The person looked a bit confused but acknowledged with a nod. "FROM NOW ON YOU SHALL BE KNOWN AS EVE." Wizeman chose that name because of the fact she had been born in the evening. "THIS IS REALA; HE WILL BE YOUR INSTRUCTOR." Reala was about to protest to that but when Wizeman set her down on the floor Reala found that it was a she. Her jester hat was on the shorter side and curled under pointing slightly forward. There was a silver headpiece that went over her brow and down around her cheeks to her jawline and wrapped around her horns. Her suit was dusky blue and her vest was black and trimmed with sliver. Her boots were solid black with a strip of sliver going over the top of each foot, up her shins and wrapped around her upper calves. There were also black strips going down the outside of each arm and her legs. She had a nicely curved body. "SHE WILL BE TAKING OVER AS SECOND GENERAL." Their eyes met, she had shining green eyes. Her eyes looked familiar to him for some reason. Reala's eyes trailed off and looked back up at Wizeman.

"Here's your Ideya Master." Reala made all of the Ideya he had collected appear. Eve looked around at the rainbow of shining stones, so many it nearly lit the room like stars; if she had been amazed she didn't show it. Wizeman looked pleased as he opened up his cloak and all the Ideya were swallowed up into its blackness. He leaned in close to Reala.

"SHE'S YOUR RESPONSIBILITY FROM NOW ON. IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HER IT'LL BE YOUR HEAD." Wizeman straightened up. "YOU BOTH MAY GO NOW." He said.

"Come on." Reala grouched as he glided to the great doorway. He wondered why she was so important. He knew several powerful Maren who could have taken up his brothers' position. Why create a brand knew nightmare than needed to be trained. Eve followed right behind him. He first showed her around the castle. She didn't ask many questions and Reala didn't mind he hated Maren being asked questions. Especially ones he didn't know the answers to. Other than that she was quiet and just looked around and nodded when he told her things. They went down to the Dining Hall. Nightmaren were seated at many different tables conversing to one another. Reala realized he had forgotten to grab his jester hat when he was showing her the chamber section. You weren't allowed to go in without your hat. Because most Maren had such long hair and it would get in others food and nobody liked to find hair in their food. Even Reala had to abide by the rules. "Wait here. I have to go get my hat." He grumbled and glided away.

Eve waited and looked around at all the Nightmaren. There were a lot of them in the Dining hall, both young and old. And there were many different types. There were normal Maren like her, and Cat Maren, and Hollows. She was surprised at the amount of young Maren there were. She saw many children running or flying around and females holding little Marenlings. She saw a couple of Nightmaren close by. One a male, he was talking to the other, a female. She couldn't hear what they were saying but the female rolled her eyes at him and glided away. The male looked somewhat disappointed but the look quickly faded when he noticed Eves gaze. He grinned and slid over to her. He was a tall Maren with a yellow suit and jester hat that was about medium length and slightly S-shaped. He wore an orange vest and boots.

"Hey there, I haven't seen you around here. You new?" he asked. Eve looked up at him, her expression blank.

"Yes."

"My names Chales, what's yours?" he hoped to get more than one word out of her this time.

"Eve." Well don't put your hopes too high.

"Nice to meet you." He tried to sound cheery and took her hand and kissed it gently. Eve raised a brow at him. "So Eve how about you and me have lunch if you haven't already eaten that is?"

"No I haven't." Chales felt a ping of happiness. "I am waiting for someone." the ping vanished. Eve heard him grumbling from down the hall. "Here he comes now." Chales looked; the only one coming into the dining hall was General Reala.

"Is someone else coming or are you waiting for General Reala?" he asked a bit jokingly.

"No, just Reala."

"You're waiting for Reala?" Chales asked in a serious tone. Eve nodded. "Well uh I have to go now, have a nice day." he slid off in the other direction. Reala glided up to her a few seconds later.

"Any problems?" Reala asked adjusting his jester hat.

"No." Eve grinned a bit. Reala wondered what the grin was about but shrugged it off.

"Hungry?"

"Yes." They flew off toward buffet. After that, rumors began going around saying Reala had a thing going with this new female. When Jackle heard about it, he had to see if it was true or not. He was one of those Maren who had to see it to believe it. He was Wizeman's Master Mage. He had an enchanted cloak that made his body vanish. All that could be seen were his gloves and low boots. His enchanted hat made his head vanish; the only things visible were his eyes and mouth. He was also one who didn't have a serious bone in his body, well except for when he had to go see Wizeman, or was in battle. He found them in the storage loft. It was used to store dry food like flour, grain, and oats. But most Maren used the space to practice with their swords. They used some old dull swords to start with. Jackle quietly snuck up into the hayloft above them and watched silently. He had nothing better to do anyway.

"Alright let's start." Reala said sounding bored. "I'm just letting you know now I'm not going to go easy on you because you're a female."

"I don't expect you to." He handed her the sword and then turned to grab one for himself. She took it and nearly dropped it due to the sheer weight of it. "What's this thing made out of titanium?" She said trying to stand with it; not realizing that the metal she was referring to wasn't of nightmare but the waking world.

"Tiwhata?" Reala turned back to her and looked down to see her struggling to pick up the sword. Reala blinked letting out a soft chuckle before he could stop himself. Jackle tried not to burst out laughing when the master mage saw the female struggle with the sword but he quickly stopped when he heard Reala laugh at her. Jackle had never in his life heard Reala laugh like that. This laugh had a sort of a happy quality to it, not like his normal laughs had; they sounded more cruel and evil. It was almost as if he were enjoying himself. Actually really enjoying himself and not in a sadistic way.

"Never mind." She finally was standing up straight, well straighter than she had been. She got the sword up in the air with some effort and went into a fighting stance. They began to exchange blows. Reala was impressed that she managed to block most of his attacks. That fact that she was a rookie made it even more impressive. Jackle watched with great interest. They continued for a good 2 hours. By then she had no trouble at all holding up the sword. She was a very quick learner.

"Okay enough of that." He put the swords away and turned back to her. "How about some hand to hand combat." 'Oooooooo' Jackle thought to himself. 'This should be good' When they began Jackle noted that she was quite strong for a female. She could hold her own against Reala she used moves that Reala and Jackle had never seen before. Reala was the strongest Nightmaren in Nightmare, well besides Wizeman, but he didn't count because nobody knew exactly what he was. They continued for a while until someone was thrown down to the floor. Jackle peeked through a knothole to see who it had been. Eve sat up and looked up at Reala. "Pretty good for your first try. We'll have to work on your speed."

Jackle thought to himself 'There has to be something going on between them that would be the only reason he is being so nice to her. He's never nice to anyone. Especially me.' Reala heard a creek above them and a piece of hay fell from the loft. He watched it intently as it landed softly on the wood floor. Someone was up there watching them. He intended to find out who it was. He flew up to it and found Jackle with his face pressed against the wood. "What are you doing?" Jackle jumped up.

"Nothing." Reala wasn't convinced. Eve flew up next to him.

"Who is this?" she asked eyeing him curiously.

"Just Jackle, Nightmares biggest snoop." Reala crossed his arms glared down at the mage.

"I am not!" Jackle fumed glaring back up at him.

"Are too." Eve could tell that an argument was brewing and thought she should interrupt before it got out of hand.

"Reala can you show me where my chamber is I would like to rest?" She wanted to move onto another subject. Besides it was late and she was ready to sleep after all that training they had just done.

"Oh yeah. Let's go then." Reala turned and glided out, Eve followed behind him glancing back for a moment at Jackle. He followed her but not too closely. He tried to brush the hay off his cloak before he went back into public. Reala guided her to the 'Chamber Keepers' chamber. Eve knocked on the door. A snobby little Hollow answered.

"Can I help you.?" he asked eyeing her intently.

"Yeah I'm new here and I need a chamber to stay in." the Hollow grabbed a clipboard and looked it over.

"The best I can get you is a small place in section T, room B-19." Reala listened in. Section T was a servant section. It was not a place for high elite Maren such as her. He walked into sight startling the Hollow a bit. "OH! General Reala sir, how nice of you to stop by, anything I can do for you? Chamber looking okay? Anything that needs to be fixed?"

"Well you can start by finding a better chamber for her. This is General Eve. So make it in Section A." Reala peered down at the little Hollow waiting for his response.

"Yes of course sir! Section A room A-2. That's the only one available right now." It used to be Nights' room but the Hollow wasn't about to say that in front of him, unless he had a death wish. He knew how much Reala loathed Nights for betraying him and Nightmare. Reala turned and walked away.

"Um thanks." Eve waved to the shaken Hollow and then followed after Reala quickly. He was very direct in what he wanted that was for sure. And she noticed how afraid everyone she saw was of him. She wasn't though. He had been everything but mean to her.

"You know Eve; don't be afraid to use authority on those pea-brains. If you don't they'll walk all over you. We're the bosses around here not them. They serve us. Not the other way around."

"Kay got it, we're superior." They were silent until they reached Section A.

"Here's your chamber. If you need anything I'll be across the hall." Reala opened the door to his chamber A-1.

"Okay." Eve proceeded into her new chamber. It was a big place, furnished in white. She spent a little time exploring the chamber. There was a living room, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a fire place. She thought a nice warm bath would be good to soothe her aching muscles. She examined the bathroom for a while before she figured out how to work it. She didn't really feel comfortable asking someone how to work the bathtub. She figured that pumps sucked warm water from Hot Springs located below the castle and filtered it before it poured into the tub. The water came out clean and clear. Once filled she undressed removing her hat as well and hung her clothes on a rack on the wall. Eve dipped her foot in first and the water felt perfect. So she climbed into the tub and submerged her body from her shoulders down. She found an assortment of bath oils on a shelf beside the tub. None of which she knew what they did so she decided not to use them this time around. She relaxed lowering herself further into the bathwater before she submerged completely. She combed her hands through her hair as she resurfaced rinsing all the dirt and sweat from her scalp. The bath had done its job in relaxing her enough for sleep. She levitated out of the water allowing it to drip off of her sleek body. She grabbed a towel from another rack and used it to dry herself.

Eve flew with the towel wrapped around her into the bedroom and found a nightgown had been left there for her, folded neatly on the bed. She removed the towel and replaced it with the nightgown. She found a brush on a vanity beside her bed. She stared into the vanity mirror. Her hair went down a few inches past her shoulder blades when wet and it was sandy blonde. It turned black about an inch from the bottom. Over both eyes were two black jagged stripes that went from a quarter inch above her eyebrows down to the middle of her cheeks. On her forehead she noticed she had an upside-down black crescent mark. No one had noticed it due to the fact it was hidden under her jester hat. This was the first time she had seen herself ever. She looked like a normal Nightmaren female. But something felt different about her. She couldn't quite place what it was. Well whatever it was she would find out sooner or later. She brushed out her hair with the brush and pulled it back. She turned to the bed and folded the covers back and climbed in. The sheets were white silk and the mattress was soft and comfortable. The pillows were stuffed with feathers; she didn't find it hard to fall asleep.